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from laura's xanga >>
Ok today I will be venting about something important to me and to many others who feel the same way.
It happens that today one of my friends half-jokingly made the comment, "Even though Laura is a peer helper, she makes me depressed."I was feeling blah and didn't care at the moment, but now that I think back, I feel angry bc this isn't the first time someone said something crass about peer helping.Ok, as a peer helper, my job isn't to be happy-go-lucky and make you feel happy-go-lucky all the time.What did she mean?If she feels depressed bc I acknowledge the truth about certain people I've come to know...well I can't be expected to pretend everything is okay when it isn't.It's not my intention to make others feel depressed--I don't feel depressed by what I say, so I don't see why it would make her depressed, seeing as what I say doesn't pertain to her that way.If you came up to me and told me you were feeling sad about something, I would try to understand what makes you feel that way and why, and try to help you through it as best as I can.For some reason, a lot of people think peer helpers shouldn't stray from the positive comments--in truth, we're here to help what's truely the underlying issue and offer constructive input.I think anyone would prefer an honest and good friend who will stand by you, instead of being fake and turning a blind eye to problems--and that's what peer helping is supposed to do.
As cheesy as it sounds, I'm trying to say that we're all humans and we all make mistakes, but we can at least try to be better people when we realize our faults.
And another thing:nothing pisses off me more than when ppl want to be peer helping because they think it's an easy 'A and ask me, "Is it easy?" What kind of a question is that??I guess it's kind of our fault people on campus don't understand what peer helping is about, or what we do.This isn't some ordinary class you half-ass.When you're in peer helping, you make it into the class because you actually go out and help people, not sit around on your butt all day.When I counsel, and I make a connection with my counselees, I can visibly see that the counselee feels better after talking to me, and I feel happier because this made my day--I accomplished something, whether it is of a large or small nature.The program is headed by Saporito, and yes, the program works.
Ok that ends my venting.Now we can boogie.
thanks for speaking out my inner thoughts!
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winterbreak flashback
movies at the threater x'mas ice skating hospital starbucks mall old town pasadena movies at my house after rose parade LACMA many more
thanks guys for the good times...
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Currently a senior at Gabrielino High, studying to be a counselor in the Psychology major.
Drop dead gorgeous model with killer duck-like lip pouts, YEA right.
Loves to clean, eat, eat some more especially in-n-out.
Enjoys to dance, lis'ning to musiq and committ to an artsy fartsy project.
Oh yea, did I mention I like to sleep alot, mos def.
Owns a Toyota Dark Green Corolla with multiple scratches courtesy of moi while I was parking on the street, yikes.
Workaholic, Cocky, Overly Sensitive, Cheap, Perfectionist, Creative, Organized, Messy, Random, Captain Obvious, Mr. "I think I'm right and I don't want to be proven wrong", Blatantly Honest, Happy, and most importantly Thankful for all God's blessings and the people in my life.
I'm unique because I have five canines, I really like Jello, I have a mole hanging from the side of my waist and not afraid to admit it.
My life is like a roller coaster, filled with happiness and dissapointment, but all n' all, I am very content and I know that I'm truly lucky.
I grew up in Hong Kong, where we watched Friends in Subtitle and eat rice for breakfast.
I came to the United States as a refugee when I was twelve.
Ever since then, I've been living in East LA. Perhaps one of the most ghetto-est places in Cali.
Cars bumpin up and down, 13 year old pregnant with three kids, walls filled with grafitti "art" and floor covered in chewed up gum,
complete with lil kids playing with dirt and splashing themselves with muddy puddle water.
Yea, it's like a J-lo I'm real video, fo' sho. But even with all the ghettoness, I still call it home and I would not change a thing.
I love art, shopping, talking, reading a book, listen to music, chilling and plenty of dreaming.
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| chatting with alice & stacy
then I will reply jess’ IM message earlier to email her
tomorrow
tomorrow at 8 probably for yearbook at school
then at 9 go to hospital with debbie
then at 2 or 3 agian go run/jog with stacy
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edit
cindy IMed later
found out i have drama rehearsal from 9 to 12 tomorrow
so i called debbie
canceled on the hospital thingy tomorrow
i will go to the drama rehearsal tomorrow instead
otherise jan would be piss
go to the hospital thingy on tuesday
debbie sounded asleep
sorry deb to woke u up
lol
then i will wait till stacy to call me up tomorrow to jog/run
later tomorrow afternoon
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