Be grateful, not hateful

Frapuccino and Cheesecake, Starbucks.

Church was inspiring.

I went to church this weekend for the first time after declining my friend's invitations every week before. I am not religious nor do I pray every day. After the experience over the weekend, I realized that the events happening in church are not solely carried our for religious purposes. This church in particular is for teenagers, and speeches are delivered each week on topics regarding teenagers' issues. The inspiring speech I got to hear urged teenagers not to fritter away their precious time on the internet doing pointless activities. Interesting, what I got out most of this speech was not how to stay away from the internet, but how there are wonderful and courageous leaders like the speaker who devote their time and heart to educate, inspire, and motivate teenagers like me.

In my high school I have undertaken a number of roles of leadership responsibilities. Head of the student government, lead organizer of service events in educating younger kids, etc., all brought me valuable experiences that would travel with me throughout my lifetime journeys. I was just thrilled to encounter a person like that speaker at the church, not only learning for himself, but spreading the spirits and inspiration to the 300 teenagers under the church roof, listening to his talk.

I find motivation in many things and actions done by others.

I find inspiration and courage in many things, and I guess, from many parts of the world. My next travel will take place in a months time. Excitement overwhelms and inspiration will take over. Curiosity awaits while I prepare with the best attitudes for my fascinating future ahead.

There are many keys to success, in which all are requisites.

One of them is the positive, optimistic attitude.

Be grateful, not hateful.

Andrea & Tea - July and Summer

Embark on a summer journey

ice-cream and sundae, tea and soda

sail away and away, out to the sea

racing towards half a sun

reaching before it drowns at the horizon

embark on this summer journey

and together we discover treasure

in this ovenlike beach shore

when we reach an island so beautiful

Now you have arrived

so sit down and have some tea

share this shore with Andrea

and together dream big dreams

until dawn the gorgeous horizon you see

is never again a fabulous fairy tale

but something real and can take you away

until night crawls over

and there we are, sleeping under a curtain

that is filled with sparkling stars

and again a romantic night

will never be another fairy tale

but a real, chocolate-covered night

on the sugar sand, under the coffee sky

is now ready for your arrival

Dreaming is impossible without stars in the sky

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Once upon a time, there was a place in the world where happiness thrived. It was a place where the sun shone joy, where the moon lit cheers. It was the place where happiness was secretly packed into memories that would travel with the fellows to their future journeys. It promised a future life accompanied by joy and cheers.

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One day, you would find yourself busy with life and gradually moving down a path so challenging but valuable. You meet him, you meet her; your heart changes, your heart breaks; you settle down, but trouble returns. You never stop battling with the world you live in. You fight with people, talking figures around you; you struggle with fictitious beings, in those dreams that make life hard. Life is tough because it consists of arduous journeys to complete. But you know that these tasks are inevitable, and the only approach to battling them is putting in your best effort and not giving up. Battle through the tough times, and your success will be much more rewarding.

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Now you would look back, at the faded memories, and wished you could return to the lovely place where happiness thrived. You wish you stayed as a child, but with a grown mind; you wish you could replay your childhood and teenage years and create the different lives you could have had through different paths. Now if I had transferred to another school, if I had moved to another city, if I had studied in another country... I would have grown to become a different person to myself and would have made friends from perhaps, the other side of the world. But you would only have one chance to choose what may lead to your future; no replaying and no trying different paths. What you would have with you all along, which you would not be able to erase, are the memories secretly following you all the way to where you are now. Now if you wish you could have walked a different path back then, dig out the memories and tell them to quit secretly following. Bring me all that has happened, I want these memories to become alive again, I want to create a new path!

Now this is when imagination comes in, and when you acknowledge that dreams are part of the many other delicate things that lighten up your world!