Happy.

Someone once told me that you have to choose
What you win or lose
You can’t have everything
Don’t cha take chances
Might feel the pain
Don’t cha love in vain
Cause love won’t set you free
I could stand by the side
And watch this life pass me by
So unhappy
But safe as could be

So what if it hurts me? So what if I break down?
So what if this world just throws me off the edge
My feet run out of ground
I gotta find my place
I wanna hear myself
Don’t care about all the pain in front of me
Cause I’m just trying to be happy, yeah
Just wanna be happy, yeah

Holding on tightly
Just cant let it go
Just trying to play my role Slowly disappear, ohh
All these days I feel like they’re the same
Just different faces, different names
Get me outta here
I can’t stand by your side, ohh no
Watch this life pass me by, pass me by

So what if it hurts me? So what if I break down?
So what if this world just throws me off the edge
My feet run out of ground
I gotta find my place
I wanna hear myself
Don’t care about all the pain in front of me
Cause I’m just trying to be happy, ohh, happy, ohh

So and it’s just that I can’t see
The kind of stranger on this road
But don’t say victim
Don’t say anything

So what if it hurts me? So what if I break down?
So what if this world just throws me off the edge
My feet run out of ground
I gotta find my place
I wanna hear myself
Don’t care about all the pain in front of me

I just wanna be happy
Ohh, yeah, happy, ohh, happy
I just wanna be, ohh
I just wanna be happy
Ohh, happy

Thank you Leona Lewis for taking my words right out of my mouth and putting it into a song.

I could get used to this.

You make me breakfast in bed When I'm mixed up in my head You wake me with a kiss I could get used to this You think I look the best When my hair is a mess I can't believe you exist I could get used to this

Because I know you're too good to be true I must have done something good to meet you

'Cause you wrote my name across your hand When I freak you understand There is not a thing you miss And I could get used to this I'm feeling it comin' over me With you it all comes naturally Lost the reflex to resist And I could get used to this You love the songs I write You like the movies I like There must be some kind of twist But I could get used to this

You kiss me listen to me when I'm depressed It doesn't seem to make you like me less 'Cause you wrote my name across your hand When I freak you understand There is not a thing you miss And I could get used to this I'm feeling it comin' over me With you it all comes naturally Lost the reflex to resist And I could get used to this If there's a dark side to you I haven't seen it Every good thing you do feels like you mean it

'Cause you wrote my name across your hand When I freak you understand There is not a thing you miss And I could get used to this I'm feeling it comin' over me With you it all comes naturally Lost the reflex to resist And I could get used to this

'Cause you wrote my name across your hand When I freak you understand There is not a thing you miss And I could get used to this You make me breakfast in bed When I'm mixed up in my head You wake me with a kiss And I could get used to this

Yupppp. i think the Veronica's have pretty much summed up what every girl needs in her life.

Words cannot explain.

I was asked this question not to long ago "Why do you want to be a nurse so much." And to be quite honest, i just cant explain it. Theres this feeling inside me that just feels so right when i think about nursing. I couldnt be more happier when i'm able to help people who are sick or hurt around me. It brings me such joy to my heart when im able to do that. Even if its a simple task to just give them medicine or patch them up after a bad fall, its something that i really enjoy doing. Please get hurt around me, i promise to take great care of you. I love it when my family members get sick, the feeling of getting them wet cloth so i can help wash their face, or bringing them something to eat, or pricking their fingers so blood circulation works better(its a korean thing). Or even clipping their nails because their vision is not so good anymore! I especially love going to my grandma's house and helping her go through her day. I love to help her bathe, and scrub her back for her, wash her hair for her, and help her dry off and get into clean clothes. I know she's capable of doing it on her own, but the fact that im able to help her with it to make it that much easier for her makes my day. I love driving her places so she doesnt have to take the bus everywhere, i love helping her get in the car and helping her put her seatbelt on. If someone was to ask what i was most passionate about, i would have to say the ability to take care of someone. Taking care of people is really fun for me, it makes me really happy, and to see that their ok because i helped them is the greatest feeling in the world, and no amount of right words can express this feeling of mine. Isnt that what nursing should be about? Its really not about the money or the awesome benefits you get. It seriously angers me when people only go into nursing because the pays is good and the hours are good. Why?! It has no meaning then, your not doing it out of love but your doing it out of selfish reasons! Patients need someone who's going to take care of them because you really care! I dont plan to have a shallow relationship with my patients. I really want to get deep with them on another personal level. I truely believe God has placed me in this major. It just feels so right, and i know the hospital will be my mission field. When i daydream about my future, God places this vision in my head without a fail. I vision me going to each patient of mine and sharing God's love and his word. Honestly, money doesnt mean anything to me, even if the pay was horrible i cant see myself doing anything else. This vision brings much joy to my heart, just being able to share the word on a daily basis with different types of people is sufficient enough for me and i really hope that God will really use me and work thru me. Hard part is getting there, but God will surely provide.