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nightingaleflow · 1 year

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A Crystal in the Sand, Chapter 18: Emergence

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Fandom: Naruto Pairing: Gaara x Aki Kamiya (OC) Rating: Marture Chapter warnings: Canon-typical violence, blood, medical/hospital, pain.

A/N:

Welcome back, my lovely readers - and a very happy birthday to our boy Gaara! <3

It's been a few months, but I'm very glad to say we are back in business.

Thank you for being patient with me. I won't get into too many specifics, but a few months ago, my living situation became precarious. I quite literally didn't know where I was going to live at the beginning of 2023. Obviously, this was very stressful, and it made concentrating on things like writing impossible.

But, it's 2023, the situation has been resolved, and I'm going forth into the new year with my head held high.

So thank you again for your patience, and I hope you enjoy the new chapter.

As Gaara leapt out of harm’s way, he heard Maki’s scream behind him. It echoed through the trees before abruptly cutting off, and he pivoted as he landed to see she’d been frozen in crystal. Her new prison was enormous, covering the entire clearing in pink and towering into the sky like a crystal palace.

Misaki let out a horrified wail as the rest of the team turned pale. “Shit,” Ryota said, drawing his swords. “She knew we were coming.”

Aki ignored the chaos, leaping over to the crystal and laying her palm on its surface. Gaara joined her a moment later. “Can you still break her out of a prison this size?”

“I don’t know,” Aki replied. “I can try, but it will take a long time to break a prison of this size even if it does work.” Her head snapped up. “She’s coming.”

Everyone tensed, raising their weapons as their eyes locked on the cave. “What’s the plan, Lord Gaara?” Yaoki said.

“Engage her from the front,” Gaara replied. “And keep going - don’t even give her a moment’s pause. Once she’s sufficiently distracted, Yaoki, you and Korobi restrain her with your chakra threads, and we’ll continue with the rest of the plan laid out by Maki.”

“Got it,” Yaoki said.

Gaara turned to Aki. “Don’t worry about freeing Maki right now. We need you in the fight.”

Aki nodded, then joined the formation next to him, kunai in hand.

“Everyone, be on your guard,” Gaara ordered. “Do not let yourselves get caught.”

There was a shuffling sound from within the cave. Gaara’s sand swirled around him as Guren emerged, glaring at him with more hatred than he’d ever seen in his life.

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#nightingale writes #A Crystal in the Sand #ACITS #Gaara #Gaara x OC #Naruto #Naruto fanfiction #fanfiction #writing #my writing #my oc #Aki Kamiya #Akiga

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krissiefox · 10 months

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“Roly-polys No Nanakorobi Yaoki” - a cute and strange old educational Japanese game

A little while back I learned about a series of Japanese games called "Roly Polys". Apparently the second game in the series had been thought lost to time but a copy turned up online so people could finally archive and play/see it again. This eventually led me to looking up videos and finding a play-through of the original. It's really colorful, strange and fun game designed around helping Japanese kids learn English, using lots of little videos, stories and the occasional mini-game. The main cast consists of a bunch of silly and weird animal characters, including a villainous fox who is a huge jerk and a really cute purple ferret named George. :) The game also teaches moral fables, most of which I found to be pretty good. Also there's a peacock character named Akiko that kinda gives me transgender/queer vibes due to some things both in the game and on the Rolypolys fandom wiki.

I had watched a play-through of it on Youtube and took some screenshots of things I liked. :)

George the Ferret and Banaten the monkey share a close bond and can communicate non-verbally with each-other.It’s a sweet scene. :)

I really liked this one bit of writing. It has long been a frustration of mine when I ask someone to teach me how to do something, and instead of instructing me and letting me perform the task, they just do it for me while I watch, and I seldom learn anything.

George having a picnic by himself, with milk. He’s so cute!

Cho is a scary asshole fox who goes as far as even just shooting Pon, his favorite target. Thankfully due to cartoon physics, Pon survives.

#Roly Polys #roly polys game #cho #bon #george #Banaten #japan #japanese #edutainment #educational games #learning games #90s #pc games #90s pc games #japanese computer games

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bananasher1337 · 1 year

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sorry for spam reblogging. if you find my blog through there,

1: sorry,

2: posts good.

anyway, onto me.

all the things you need to know are on my carrd page

if you can't or won't click that link, my name is asher or nolan. noah is also acceptable but that's cringe. i'm a gay nerd, i draw things (if they're pleasant or meaningful, that's for you to decide), and i use this site once a month.

also i tend to dump multiple pictures of the same source in single posts so i'm sorry if you have to scour ten images for one single pic of your blorbo.

i'm nice when i want to be. i have no set dni and block freely

individual characters are tagged "(name) (source)" ex. "steve minecraft", although this may variate or differ depending on the situation.

i use the format "cw (thing)" for content that needs warnings (blood/gore, vomit, etc)

tag list, current fandoms, more info ↓

tag list! click the tags on this post to navigate ✦

asher's art tag: the art tag. all art is here

asher's tag tag: me speaking and all that other stuff

funnies: random posts, usually memes

epic asks: asks i get, please send more asks i like answering dumb questions

fandoms

current hyperfix/s: total drama (gen 1), cookie run (crk/crob), warriors (sadly.)

i'm a multishipper, but i do tend to have some biases. rarepair defender 4 life

other fandoms: flash content in general. roly polys no nanakorobi yaoki

other things i like: i enjoy school. shocker. (my favorite subjects are math and english.) i need to read or i'll become severely depressed, i don't write much anymore, but it is fun sometimes. i also want to get into baking, because murder is illegal.

(shhhhh.... me and the pookie made a td highschool au roleplay server. check it out)

favorite music artists: mitski, the smiths, tv girl, dazey and the scouts, i don't even know here's my playlist

i'm okay with anything using my stuff (edits, inspo/reference, fanart, tracing, you go) as long as you TRY to give credit. the least you can do is leave my username in the description. do not claim any of my content as yours ❤️

do NOT involve me in discourse EVER. i dont care what it is. idgaf what somebody else is doing with their own life that doesn't affect me or anyone else at all.

#asher's tag tag #asher's art tag #funnies #epic asks

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aela-targaryen · 1 year

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since I'm taking a breather from writing for a little bit, I've been going back and editing my completed longfic to fix grammar stuff I missed because with writing you never stop improving (plus I use Grammarly now so that too is a lifesaver). In the first chapter there are two unnamed Suna-nin who Gaara is travelling with so I decided to include these guys (Yaoki and Korobi) from the filler episode

why not, right?

maybe I'll include them in the current fic I'm writing

#aela writes #fanfic #fanfiction #sand and snow #desert flowers

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hotarutranslations · 2 years

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Kassa, Angerme

Evening Its Ishida Ayumi

Kasahara Momona-chan’s graduation performance,

Angerme concert 2021 “Tougenkyou ~Kasahara Momona Graduation Special~”

I got to watch it 😌❤️

Really!! Really!! Really!! Everyone was the most cool!!

Kassa, really, she was really pretty!!

At the venue,

Angerme appeared, The moment Kassa was on the screen, I was cheering in my heart,

I’m sure everyone was also like that, weren’t you… 😌❤️

Really, really, I was like Kya--!!! Fuu!!! like, Momona--!!!

I wanted to cheer quite a lot

I greatly endured it well

But even I had that feeling so, I’m sure the members also, Wanted to do it even more

🍀

It was really a time and space where love overflowed!!

Overflowing from Kassa, Was the power of love, The air was like, the happiness released from Angerme---

I thought the audience was also wrapped in it

I really felt the love from watching it ❤

When Takeuchi straightforwardly, Said “I love Momona----” It was really youthful, And shining, Takeuchi-san is also really a person of love……

Takeuchi-san going and hugging Kassa with all her might—

Its too cute, right….. 🤦‍♀️😭❤️

Takeuchi-san was also cool today, It felt like it was lie as we talked normally in the dressing room yesterday

Its also like that with Rikako, We stood on stage together yesterday together,

The Rikako that was expressed on Angerme’s stage with Angerme songs, She’s always the strongest, its cool after all!

Kami-chan too~~~~~~~

She is too cute, I ended up watching her the whole time!!! I also really like her singing voice!!! I even like her existence!!!

Her gentle expressions too, Her sharp, strong expressions, its all charming

I also really like Kamu-chan’s singing!!! She can reallyyyy express her feelings!!! the figure of her sending out a smile until the end,| She’s always reliable, But it’s a bit painful, But she’s the best idol, And I’ve thought, I like her~ 😌

For Rera-tan, her singing and expressions have become mature, it was like seeing something like the strength of a woman today,

Seeing her age, she is 17, huh! I’m even more surprised now! She is so reliable…..

From there, Rin-san!!!!!!

We’ve been together more than usual with Kachou Fuugetsu, I ended up watching over her in my heart, when she was tearing up, I was also tearing up over here 🤦‍♀️ lol

But, her dance in Nanakorobi Yaoki was cool, also seeing her turn with an amazzinnggg smile, it felt like, Rin-chan! Rin-chan! Rin-chan! (?)

Kawana Rin-chan, her voice, it was so cool!!!

Her eyes are really strong, since the last time she appeared at Budokan, She’s grown considerably…… 😳💙

I felt like want to watch her even more

Tamanaga-chan, I was impressed with her great strength the wholleeee timeee

Also, its like she was certain of where she was going to sing! its cool! I want to know more about Tamenaga-chan from now on~

Also, Wakana-chan! After she had sung, Her big smile was cute, This was also really impressive!

I watched over all of them… 🤦‍♀️ lol

Excuse me,

I ended up writing quite a lot……

For Angerme, Its been a year since they’ve had a solo performance,

The feelings of having fun were overflowing 😌🍀

Kasahara Momona-chan!

Really, congratulations on graduating!

Watching Kassa’s cool expressions and, Seeing it like, uwaa…..she’s like a big sister……

She is really lovely when laughing, Many times today as well, I muttered, how cute…

From now on, I absolutely, absolutely wish you happiness towards your future 🌷

I hope it’ll be overflowing with love 🌷

I will also really be supporting her, Towards her next goal coming true!!

I wasn’t able to take a photo with Kassa…… 🙏

Tomorrow I’ll take a photo!!!

With Rikako 🤣 lol

I was taking it alone, And she reached out and came over 🤣 lol

See you ayumin ❤

https://ameblo.jp/morningmusume-10ki/entry-12710425806.html

#Ishida Ayumi #Morning Musume #Morning Musume '21 #Angerme #Kasahara Momona #Sasaki Rikako #Hello! Project #Translation #Blog

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nanakorobi · 4 years

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MEME \ PEOPLE I'D LIKE TO KNOW BETTER.

01. NAME \ nia. 02. BIRTHDAY \ march 17. i share it with john boyega ! 03. ZODIAC SIGN \ pisces. 04. HEIGHT \ 156 cm. 05. HOBBIES \ reading, writing, playing video games, random dog spotting, browsing through netflix without actually picking something, messing around with photoshop & online shopping. 06. FAVORITE COLORS \ this is never really consistent as it continously changes, but my wardrobe is full of whites, blacks, beige hues & warm pastels if that gives an idea ! 07. FAVORITE BOOKS \ i really dig deathless by catherynne m. valente & classics such as lord of the rings — never goes out of style. 08. THE LAST SONG THAT I LISTENED TO \ h.e.r. — changes. i really want to see her live once, i missed the last time she was here. pun intended, lol. 09. THE LAST FILM THAT I WATCHED \ sleeping beauty, the original animated classic from 1959. 10. INSPIRATION FOR MUSE \ honestly, i don't know ? i don't draw inspiration from specific sources, except from source material. i do listen to music while writing, but the majority of the time it's just what i usually listen to. byakuya is just the very opposite of who i am as an individual — it's probably why some things come so easily to me & others literally don't. 11. MEANING BEHIND URL \ it is from the japanese proverb nanakorobi yaoki (七転び八起き) — fall seven times & stand up eight. i thought it fit the internal struggles of byakuya & his comeback after the defeat by äs nödt.

#◇ new phone who dis. › ooc.#if you read this you're tagged by me. :')

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sakurafujimoto · 5 years

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"Sakura Fujimoto had always been aware of racism, of the simple fact that the shape of her eyes, the tint of her skin, brought up barriers that announced in big, black, bold letters: DO NOT CROSS." A young Japanese-American woman, the early twentieth century, and how her life is shaped by her ancestry.

A story I started writing a while ago. A lot of research went into it - I still have to do even more research. But I’m here today to share this with the internet! Hi, internet!

#band of brothers #band of brothers fanfiction #band of brothers ff

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chungmyungenthusiast · 16 days

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Concern

Notes I

this is a discontinued wip because I didn't know what to add,, anyways MORE FLUFF!!!! can this count as hurt/comfort except it's literal hurt and confrontation ?? who knows,, more chung myung content while I work on the wips :3

He's staring at you. Ah, no. He's frowning, is he angry? He's also bandaged up, did something happen? "You.." Chung Myung starts, and you swear that you see a pout on his lips. Are you laying on the spare bed in the nearby infirmary? Why is he next to you, though? His fingers gently caress your palm, the harshness of his calloused hand making you shiver, his eyebrows furrowing as he observes your hand. "You shouldn't have done that, really. I would have been fine, you know? And now that you went ahead and blocked that attack… You're laying here instead of me, you're so stupidly dumb." He sighs, his eyes still staring at your hand. You didn't do much though, your injuries are nothing compared to his deep ones. Speaking of which, why isn't he in bed right now? Shouldn't he be resting? "Why would I let it hit you?" "..??? What sort of question is that?" "A genuine one." ... He squints at you, his expression doing that thing where it's as if you just told him you're going to throw yourself off a cliff because you couldn't find your favorite cup. [ You did that once. ] "Because I could've easily blocked it?" "In that position? Chung Myung, you were already injured enough. If that hit you then you could've basically said that death knocked on your door once; if you survived, that is." That, kept him quiet for the next few minutes. "You're the idiot," You chuckle, shaking your head. "Just as much as you hate it if I got hurt-" "I loathe it." He interrupts, still a bit frustrated. You simply look at him with a blank look before sighing. "Okay," You nod, "You loathe me getting hurt. We established that multiple times, right? So, you expect me to not be the same way? We both know how stubborn the other is when it comes to such topics, dumbass. Of course I'll feel the same way."

Notes II

I dug deep into my drafts for this one and just edited it a tad bit so um :D

This is your daily reminder to actually communicate with others if you want the relationship to work /hj.. maybe

Eat this up while I continue to work on the reqs.. there's a lot of fluff to write so uh expect some angst after I finish them up :3

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getup8 · 6 years

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Intro Post!

Hello, All!

It has been pointed out to me that, especially for this type of blog, I should have an introduction post. I’m still pretty green at this whole tumblr thing!

Anyway, I suppose I’ll start by introducing myself. As of this post, I’m 32, live in the greater L.A. area, and live with two cats and my male cis/het/allo partner, whom I married last year. I’m some sort of ace, but still figuring out what label fits best. I prefer ace or asexual for ease of use, but right now I’m leaning towards cupiosexual panromantic in the specific? Sexual and romantic attraction are a bit difficult to figure out in retrospect; I’ve been with my current partner for almost 12 years now. I came out to him almost immediately and we had a talk about if we wanted to continue together and what that would look like before we got married.

As for what this blog is about and what you’ll find here: this blog is about abuse, how it affects the abused, and recovery. It’s mostly going to be original content text posts of poetry and essays. There will be a reblog here or there, but it will relate to the theme of this blog. The specific themes within abuse that will be addressed are child molestation, familial & emotional abuse, rape, gaslighting, PTSD, self-harm, suicide & suicidal ideation, and how all of that interacts with my depression, ADD, and queerness.

This will mostly be unpleasant to read. What I write here is going to be raw, and it’s not going to be posts that most will want to stumble across in their main dash. That’s okay; this isn’t for that person or their comfort. I write for me and my recovery. I post because a very dear friend of mine works in psychology and believes my words can help others. I can only hope that she is right; if even one person can gain a small flicker of camaraderie or understanding from my pain and my process, I will write and post and lay myself bare.

Feel free to send me asks or message me here on tumblr; though I will not, at this point, be sharing my main blog, as I’d like to keep my identity a bit anonymous for now.

Nanakorobi yaoki, darlings.

-getup8

#introduction #long overdue #text post #getup8

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tomoyanosekai · 4 years

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七転び八起き Style ~Resilience and Hope~ (Nanakorobi Yaoki Style)

This post is dedicated to my former teachers. Although none of them know about this blog or will ever read this, I dedicate this to them and the journey I’ve been on. From the bottom of my heart, thank you for everything you all have done.

“Tsuzukeru koto ga daijisa

suki koso jouzu nare

Tsumazuita tte kamawanai

Nanakorobi yaoki style”

(“The most important thing is to keep going

be good at what you like

It's okay if you stumble somewhere

Your style is to keep getting up when you fall”)

「七転び八起き。」

“Nanakorobi yaoki.”

(Fall down seven times, stand up eight.)

As I laid awake in my bed late at night, I kept listening to a song that got me through last summer in Japan. That song was “P.A.R.T.Y. ~Universe Festival~” by DA PUMP. As I kept listening, it was the phrase “Nanakorobi Yaoki” that kept me up thinking.

“Fall down seven times, stand up eight.”

To give some context, I was interning at a Japanese American Community Center three years ago around this time. One of the duties that came with interning there included helping out at a Children’s Camp dedicated to teaching kids about their culture and heritage as Japanese Americans. At the camp, we would need to do various arts, crafts, stories and skits with the kids and teach them about their heritage. One such story that we told to them was about the Daruma, and how if it’s knocked over, it’s inner design allows it to continue to get back up; hence the phrase “Nanakorobi yaoki,” or “Fall down seven times, get back up eight times.” Sort of fitting that the phrase uses “seven” and also finds its way into a blog post summarizing July, doesn’t it? July, for the most part, has been a good month. But with July being such a good month, I couldn’t help but question and ask why so many good things for me were happening around this time. Even now, I still keep repeating this question in my head:

“Why now?”

If I were to summarize everything going on in July for me, I think the best way to sum everything up is simply found in Job 1:21:

“...The Lord gave, and the Lord has taken away; blessed be the name of the Lord.”

To begin somewhere, I haven’t been jogging due to the unbearable summer heat, accompanied with the busyness of life. I ended up losing my hours at the Ramen Shop as quickly as I got them back due to the changing landscape because of COVID-19 (which ironically were lost the day after I posted said blog from last month, and hours since then have been annoyingly sporadic.) Aside from the ramen shop, I tried to apply for another job at Biola, which only ended with me getting passed by them after being told that my skill set and qualifications weren’t the thing they were looking for. But even though I went through problems regarding finances and occupation, God’s still been providing for me in other ways; mainly through my friends. I was reunited with and able to spend time with a lot of my friends; many of them coming from different, yet important parts of my life going from the end of June and spread throughout July. However, I think that the fact that my friends were given to me at this specific time has been a reminder for me of sorts.

I won’t lie: it’s easy to forget about many people going forward in life, especially with those whom you thought didn’t play an especially big role. However, even if you forget about them, those people are some of the ones who initially helped lead you to meet some of the best people that would shape your life forever. Just as the Lord gives, he also takes away, as I stated earlier. Throughout this month, I had to hear about the unfortunate news that my former first grade teacher and my middle school principal both passed away. If it weren’t for my first grade teacher, I probably wouldn’t have met my childhood best friend Justin as soon as I did through her. Likewise, if it weren’t for my middle school principal, I wouldn’t have been able to foster such a close friendship and brotherhood in Christ with Justin; especially since that principal was the one who allowed us to start an after school Christian Club together.

To be completely honest: these are not people I think about on a daily basis. Although I was initially more shocked than sad, it took their passings for me to really think about how much of a role they played in my life. I know I tend to focus a lot especially on the weight of friendship and the idea personal growth on this blog, but I never really properly recognized the people that helped lead to these things. Even though it seemed small, the foundation and support they put within my life has played a large role into who I am. The last thing I remember of my first grade teacher was very recent, where she commented a congratulatory note on a graduation picture my Mom had posted onto Facebook in May. Even though it didn’t mean much to me back then, I can say that I graduated before she passed away. The weight that comes from the fact that she, alongside a few of my other former teachers, were able to see me graduate from college, takes on a completely new and different meaning for me, and it means so much more to me that I was able to do it before she passed away.

Though I had to take in losses and failures within my life in the shape of different things, it wasn’t an entirely bad month either. As I wrote earlier, I was able to see many friends from different parts of my life, arguably some of the most important parts of my life: my home church Evergreen, my childhood, Sigma, and Hope Rising. Although it was great seeing everyone, I kept questioning why they were all given back to me at this specific time. As fun as the multiple meet-ups and hangouts were, there was also hints of bittersweetness to go with it. Five years ago before I graduated from high school, a question I posed to myself during my senior year was this:

“After everything’s said and done, what kind of world will be reflected in my eyes as I get to the top and finish?”

Looking back at that question, I’ll admit that was a really overly dramatic and extremely extra way of wording things. But answering the question properly, as I reached the top and graduated from college, the world I see in front of me currently is a world where many of my friends are continuing to move forward with their lives towards bigger and better things. It’s a bit bittersweet and lonely as I see them off on their ways. Coming off the cuff of getting passed by for a job opportunity and not having consistent hours at my current part time job, and I couldn’t help but question,

“When will it be my turn again?”

I know I’m still living in what feels like an infinite present time where I can’t make plans for my future or move forward; it’s still extremely frustrating at the end of the day. Despite facing melancholy and bittersweet realities, everyone kept reminding me of one thing throughout this month: they kept reminding me that I never gave up hope, and no matter how hard or bad life became, I always remained strong and resilient. Even when I wanted to give up on myself, one of my friends laid it out for me really well:

“So much drama, graduation failures, romantic attempts, broken friendships, and a bunch of other things, and yet you haven’t given up hope yet. You still have hopes, dreams, aspirations, and so many other things that you’re trying to find, and the fact you’re trying to find it and don’t know means you haven’t given up hope yet. If you actually gave up hope, that would’ve meant not meeting up with us today, choosing not to work or find a job, or even finding a way to graduate.”

But even with this laid out for me plain as day, a conversation I had with one of my fellow teammates from my Missions Trip asked me this question:

“The next question you should ask yourself is this: Where does this hope come from?”

As I rack my brain trying to answer this question, I know that my hope comes from Jesus primarily. But if I look at this and try to answer and analyze it with specifics in mind, I didn’t give up hope because I had something to prove to myself and the world, and was too stubborn to give up when things got hard. The thing I wanted to prove was that if I could have an insanely stubborn hope and prevail despite things in life becoming seemingly hopeless, I can help others by instilling and inspiring that same undying spirit to someone else who needs it and be a living testament to God’s goodness.

“Tsuzukeru koto ga daijisa

suki koso jouzu nare

Tsumazuita tte kamawanai

Nanakorobi yaoki style”

(“The most important thing is to keep going

be good at what you like

It's okay if you stumble somewhere

Your style is to keep getting up when you fall”)

「七転び八起き。」

“Nanakorobi yaoki.”

(Fall down seven times, stand up eight.)

I’ve been knocked down a bunch of times, and yet each time, I kept finding ways to continue getting back up. I’m extremely uncomfortable and frustrated with how this year’s turning out and where I am with life, but… I’ll figure it out eventually. Definitely not now, but at some point eventually. As Paul the Apostle writes in Romans 5:3-5,

“3 Not only that, but we rejoice in our sufferings, knowing that suffering produces endurance, 4 and endurance produces character, and character produces hope, 5 and hope does not put us to shame, because God's love has been poured into our hearts through the Holy Spirit who has been given to us.

Life is always going to continue changing. However, even in the midst of change, the friendships I was able to form from back then will continue to change and grow. These friendships and foundations are a testament to what my first grade teacher and middle school principal allowed us to cultivate and learn. We’re carrying on their legacy as we continue to live and grow; we’re moving forward with our lives as a testament dedicated to the lessons you taught us.

Thank you for everything and Rest in Peace, Mrs. Gomez and Mr. Schubert.

Thank you for all your hard work and everything you’ve done in making me the person I am now.

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