7.14.14: Worlds Away, Wishing to Stay

She'd fallen in love many times...She knew how some would turn out--those were the fun ones...and then there were the others. She'd swear to herself that they were different, and maybe they were, but after each came and went, she'd say that it wasn't real love. It wasn't that she was naive about it, it was just that after each time, she got closer and closer to what love really meant to her.

There was one time, only once, where she was there--She had found love...but it slipped through her fingers. It wasn't because she didn't love enough, and that's what broke her heart the most; it was life and circumstance that pulled them apart.

They met in college and she was starry-eyed from the beginning. A natural dreamer, she never realized the consequences of her actions. She still had a lifetime ahead of her and not much time left where she currently stood. She worked in the city the summer before graduation and that's when she realized that it could all come crashing down. Graduation...and then the real world. She wasn't always going to be able to live in rural New Jersey, or go to school 20 minutes from the city...and once that reality set in, every thing changed.

She tried to pull them closer together but it felt useless. The more she thought about it, the more her heart ached. She longed to be loved, loved by him; but the more she tried, the less he cared.

He was smarter than she was. He saw all of this happening; he prepared himself. He kept his guard up while she whole-heartily loved and so, their disconnect began.

She tried loving half-heartily but no one wants a mediocre love. Can you blame her? She never regretted any of it. She missed him. He missed her, too, but their personalities made it difficult for long distance.

She cried and he cried, too, because neither of them wanted to say it. They loved each other but life said no. She cried for weeks after, for that was her great love gone. She was never sure if he cried because he wouldn't tell her even if he did.

She tried to get over him by thinking about his not-so-favorable qualities: How he was so quick to say no; how sometimes she felt like she never saw him enough; how he was too shy to show her off...

But nothing worked. She went about her day with thoughts of him in her head, just trying to keep a smile on her face.

She had loved, she had a great love, and she had lost.

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6.18.14: Friday, the 13th

            Whenever I think of Friday the 13^th, my mind automatically goes to Halloween…not June…I mean I guess the weather fits, though.

            Fog engulfs the New York City skyline while rain hits my jacket, purse, everything. And you wanted to leave your rain jacket at home, I think to myself. The humidity levels are at 93% today and I’m starting to sweat through my jacket…but I promise that I’m not trying to give you the weather report right now.

            Charlie and Sam keep bumping into me and I’m starting to get annoyed.

            “Hey guys, can ya walk in a straight line or what?” They look over but ignore me. Because I’m so focused on Charlie and Sam, one can assume that I wasn’t paying attention to my surroundings…well whoever was assuming that would be correct.

            The next thing I know, my face is connecting with a stop-sign pole and I’m stumbling backwards. Simultaneously, as Charlie and Sam actually realize what’s happening, they lunge forward to try and help me.

            But, because Charlie and Sam are dogs, they weren’t much help. Instead, they run in circles around my ankles, which ultimately brings my feet together and for the second time in a minute, I’m tumbling downwards.

Because of my preoccupation with my own fall and the fact that my two dogs are now running down Fifth Avenue, I failed to realize that I had brought someone down with me. Unfortunately, I hardly have the time to apologize right now.

            I try to push myself off the hard concrete in order to chase after my dogs but before I can get all the way up, I feel someone grabbing at my arm. Panic shoots through me before my brain can register that it’s simply the poor man that I knocked over.

            My mouth starts to form “I’m sorry” but before I can get the words out, my breath catches. Well, that’s an attractive man. I look him up and down. I ruined his suit. I’m definitely going to have to pay for that. I raise my eyes to the sky. Lord, help me.

            “I’m sorry. I’m so sorry,” I blubber. “I have to go get my dogs!” I start to turn so I can get into my sprinter’s stance (Side-note: I don’t actually know what a sprinter’s stance looks like; I danced as a child=No running involved).

            I take a step forward but before I can get anywhere, this random, handsome stranger stops me again.

            “What are their names?” Wow. He even had a handsome voice! (Voices can be handsome, right?).

            “Uhm…” I stammered, still unsure how this perfect specimen was even talking to me. I need to will my brain to work. His beauty is literally stupefying. “Charlie and Sam.”

            “Okay. I’ll go get them. Stay right here.” I stayed. If Charlie and Sam could talk, they’d ask who was really the dog in this situation: them or me? I was entranced. Who was this man? I watched him run down the street after my dogs. By this point though, Charlie and Sam had gotten somewhat bored and were waiting for me to catch up. This definitely made it easier for what’s-his-name.

            What’s-his-name ran very handsomely, too. Yes, someone can run handsomely…this man just proved it to me…He definitely knew what a sprinter’s stance was.

            But anyway, I would be lying if I told you that he didn’t look like someone right out of a movie. He totally did. There he was, what’s-his-name. Charlie was on the leash and Sam was tucked under one arm as what’s-his-name made his way back to me.

            Okay, so you know how in movies when the guy walks back and it’s as if there’s a light shining on/around him? Yeah, that happened, too. No, seriously. He was walking past where the new Nicholas Sparks book-turned-movie was being shot…so I’m not even lying. He actually really did have that light thing around him.

            I was smitten and I still had not a clue to his name.

6.17.14: Updates/Train Talks

Okay, so I actually have some very good news! The first is that I have a post from Friday, the 13^th, that's all nice and written and I just have to post it...I've been a little busy...But it's coming!

The second one is that I actually created a "train talks" post as well but that's still in editing. Getting "train talks" posts are a lot more difficult than I thought they'd be for a couple of reasons:

a)      I usually use to the train to catch up on sleep (commuting gets the best of you sometimes).

b) Since I'm commuting at the same time that everyone else is (Peak), everyone is pretty much doing the same thing (i.e. sleeping, reading, listening to music, etc).

c)      Sometimes people don’t like when you look at them for extended periods of time (but can you blame them? They don’t know I’m making up a story about them and they’re the star of the show).

So, anyway: Things are coming along. I’m now on my second week of my internship and that’ taking up all of my time (sorry blog!).

I’ll write again soon!

xoxo

6.2.14: Follow-Up Post

Also, if you're interested in something SUPER COOL, here's a link to creating a new google chrome theme. I thought it was really cool. So maybe you will, too! :)
(Obviously I'm currently researching a lot of blogs hehe)

http://soflagrlprobz.wordpress.com/2014/06/02/make-your-own-google-chrome-theme/

Attached is a picture of my new theme and I just love it!

6.2.14: T.O.D.

Hey guys! So I've decided that I'm going to do a spin off of "Writes by Ris" and start another blog titled, "Wears by Ris." It's going to cover a lot more (Fashion, Make-up, DIY, Health and Fitness, etc), but don't worry, there'll be a tab that'll take you right to Writes by Ris so you can still read all the crazy things that pop into my head.

It's still a work in progress but be on the lookout for it :) I’ll post a link on here when it’s ready!

I also have more good news: I GOT AN INTERNSHIP!!! YAY! But here's a little treat for all you readers: my internship is in the city so get ready for hundreds (wishful thinking!) of "Train Talks" posts!

For those of you who don't know what a train talks post actually is, basically I'll pick someone on the train and observe them for a little bit and then make up a story about what I think their life is like, where they work, etc.

Attached are my first two train talks posts so you guys can get the gist of what I'm saying (They’re pretty old so my writing is meh…):

1. http://writesbyris.blogspot.com/2013/06/61413-traintalks.html


2. http://writesbyris.blogspot.com/2013/06/61613-train-talks.html

4.30.14: T.O.D.

            As I sit here at my laptop typing my fourth paper of the week, inspiration struck and something kind of rose inside of me…so, naturally, I figured that I’d share it.

            I’m hoping that maybe this little quote can help some of you guys in your hard times/when you’re taking your finals (can you tell it’s almost finals week for me?!).

Obviously because I came up with it, it’s tailored towards me but I hope that you guys are able to implement it in your own lives as well.

“I am a division one athlete. I am an honor roll student. I am independent and proud of it. I pride myself on my positive attitudes, looks, and efforts. I have been through more trials and challenges in my 20 years than most adults who have seen 40 years. I am a well-rounded, mature individual who has realized who she is and who she wants to be. I recognize that hard work, dedication, and drive are all needed to accomplish any and all tasks efficiently and well. There is no reason for me not be confident in every aspect of my life. I am enough. What I do is enough. If I miss something or I mess something up, it’s okay. I’m okay. I’m still enough. And because I’m confident, because I am enough, I deserve the best…only the best. The best is what I exude and what I work for every single day. But I also have to keep in mind that my best may be different from someone else’s best and no matter what, at the end of the day, I did what I was capable of and I did it well.”

I want you all to keep in mind, especially going into finals, that you are all enough. Prepare accordingly, prepare well, and I’m sure none of you will be disappointed. And if you get bad marks? You did your best. You prepared well and accordingly, the test was just really difficult. I promise that you’ll get the next one. Just don’t give up good habits or get discouraged because of a bad grade.