I believe in the occasional manicure when you’re feeling down. I say this because as working student, I find that I have at times become rather jaded and bitter about life. There is never enough money, there is never enough time, and there will never be a diploma to culminate the end of my college career. However, as I begin the summer session and I look back at the past semesters, I realize that I believe in the little things to get me through the twenty page papers, the long hours at work soothing angry callers and trying to seem human over email. These are the things that I firmly believe in to get me through the toughest of days:
I believe in pampering myself, even with my last twenty dollars. I believe in the power of love, the love of my family and friends. I believe in the wisdom of my six-year old daughter, who never fails to hold my hand at the end of the day, look into my eyes, and tell me that I am wonderful and she loves me. I believe in the smell of fresh cut grass, in the sound of waves crashing on the beach, and the sound of falling rain. I believe in the wonders that a “chick flick” can work on the nerves; I believe in having a good cry. I believe in wearing no make-up and still feeling beautiful. I believe that receiving one “thank you” after a full day of being yelled at or reprimanded makes the whole day better. I believe in passion and learning; I believe in the words of William Shakespeare, and the wise words of Aristotle. I also believe in Glamour magazine’s do’s and don’ts column. I believe in the power of a good book; I also believe in the power of Judith Krantz’s book, “Scrupples.” I believe in good luck, in fate, and occasionally reading my horoscope. I believe in the food network and trying to imitate Rachel Ray. I believe in holding hands, and that hugs can change the world. I believe that there are good people in this world, even if they rarely show up when you need them. I believe in a good long bath and buying expensive perfume… .once in a while. I believe in love and I believe that dreams come true. And most of all, I believe that at the end of a long hard day, the promise of tomorrow never fails to soothe my soul.
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