Welcome to To Praise Life! This article series will be a newsletter/feature for those who have participated in my project, as well as a place to find some inspiration.
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I am hoping to reach at least 300 inspiring messages from the community if I can.
At the end of this year, 2013, 10 calenders and 16 three month PMs will be given away to inspired deviants.(that means random/anyone.
)The calenders to remind you of how special every day is, and PMs because sadly the notebooks are no longer available.
However, the points cost of this project's completion is around: 30,176 points.
Current Balance: 2,014 Points
Inspiring words from contributors
=VerbasLupinus "I'll admit that life really seems to suck sometimes, but I'll also say that each day is a new day. Whatever sucked is in the past. Don't let your past dictate your future. <3"
<da:thumb id="318374009"/>~TheArtistyk "Life does get difficult sometimes. But it's so precious and we're so blessed to be living in a world for all those who strive to do good and hopefully, with positivity, we can ease the burden life gives us sometimes. "
=fluf-studios "Ehem.
'Stay strong and nothing will go wrong.' - My quote, don't you forget it! EVER!
You know, for the past 2 months, I confess, my life was a dump since two of my uncles called me things I wish they didn't call me. (Dumb and crazy) I was always miserable. But you know what? I had friends. Friends from across the world, friends who didn't see me because I stayed home due to depression. Let me tell you something: It's okay if you're at the bottom most part of your life, but that won't kill you because you're a soul. Nothing can destroy a soul except sin. If nothing goes your way, keep trucking on. Heck, if I was so depressed, why didn't I commit suicide?
Because even though I was at my lowest point, I still had a tiny bit of spirit left in me.
I am different. I don't care how I look. Most girls my age do, but here I am, caring only for what I love, Art.
That's another thing. Art. No matter how low my life is, it will always be with me. And admittedly, technology is a big part of it too. Now look at me, one day at a time, trying to get back to the prestigious school that loved me, just because I got the highest score ever in the records of their entrance exam. (It is the truth, believe me)
They didn't give up on me. My immediate and maternal families didn't give up on me. So I won't give up either.
You see, before all this, life was already hard. I was mistreated by my previous classmates in my previous school. The teachers were fine, but sadly they weren't enough to protect me from my classmates. The friends I had were lowerclassmen, and thanks to them, I wasn't lonely. At home my mom would have troubles with my dad's family. And sometimes, my dad too. The time came when I had to go to a prestigious school that only accepted students with high grades. Oh, did I mention the education was free since it is run by the government? My classmates loved me. I was so... unused to it. You have to admit, I did feel like my personal space was broken, but I was loved. But even that wasn't enough. It was, and still is, a high class school. The teachers weren't aware of my ADHD. It was hard, and I needed my free time. Soon, I cracked down and started staying home. Not only because of the schoolwork, but because of a fear that my classmates will hate me for skipping school. All of this led to my uncles' erm... remarks. Now that's when I really hit rock-bottom. Everyone in my family who cared tried to console me. But to no avail. This went on for a month or two, then my mom tried to talk with my school. They didn't want me to go. I had been the topnotcher in the entrance exams(another reason why my classmates love me) and apparently, I held the highest record among all entrance exams. (I'm not bragging. That's what they said.) They still kept me, but alas, they couldn't do it forever. It took a long time before finally, I was given an ultimatum. I was gonna go to school or drop out. Ka-boom. I swore that day I either had to dress up to talk things with the school, or I was gonna lay there on my bed and cry. Well, for a minute, I did. But something sparked in me. I started to tell my sis to tell my mom to help me get by. I was gonna face this. And I did. At first I was nervous, then my mom told me we were gonna take it, one day at a time. I couldn't go to classes immediately, though, I was too afraid. (And I became afraid of strangers thanks to my isolation combined with the fact I didn't like going out of the house in the first place.) I had missed a whole semester. I was scared my grades would drop. But no. My teachers wanted me here, because they believed in me. So, they happily allowed me to take classes in the office, which should start this November 5. They gave me modules for the second semester so I can catch up at home, since I can't go back now that it's the end of the semester. I am still catching up now. I am reading these modules everyday, in my room. And when November 5 comes, I'll go and start studying in the office of my school. And after that, when I'm ready, I'll go back to my classroom with my classmates. Here I am now, typing unto this hooked up keyboard since I destroyed my laptop's keyboard. (Don't ask.) Here I am, telling you my story.
They really wanted me. They really did. They touched my heart and taught me that I can be loved too.
I play video games. Why? Because I want to be a hero, that's why. Every hero has their hardships. Like it was for me. Their hardships are tougher than most, and when you look at mine, it's not hard to say I am among those who have lived a tough life. But those who get up, show the world what they're made of, now that's when they start walking a hero's path.
Being a hero means you do something for the world. In little ways or big. Being a hero means you appreciate life and those who feel like throwing it away.
This is why I'm here. Why I'm not dead. I'm gonna be a hero.
I'm gonna praise life and inspire others.
I hope you read my story well. Let it inspire you. Let it give you hope as it did me.
Life is a wonderful thing. Go miles with your talent before it's over.
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As of January 11,2013, Philippine Standard Time, I am struggling, but very happy. I technically am not going to school anymore until next year, but I am not a drop out because I shall be home schooled. It may seem like I've given up, or I've failed, but really, I've succeeded in living and being happy. I may be called a failure sometimes, but I continue knowing that life is still good.
I have too many dreams to kill, too many hopes to lose. So I'll keep moving forward. I'm not dead yet XD because life is just too good even though it seems too bad."
'Stay strong and nothing will go wrong.' - My quote, don't you forget it! EVER!
You know, for the past 2 months, I confess, my life was a dump since two of my uncles called me things I wish they didn't call me. (Dumb and crazy) I was always miserable. But you know what? I had friends. Friends from across the world, friends who didn't see me because I stayed home due to depression. Let me tell you something: It's okay if you're at the bottom most part of your life, but that won't kill you because you're a soul. Nothing can destroy a soul except sin. If nothing goes your way, keep trucking on. Heck, if I was so depressed, why didn't I commit suicide?
Because even though I was at my lowest point, I still had a tiny bit of spirit left in me.
I am different. I don't care how I look. Most girls my age do, but here I am, caring only for what I love, Art.
That's another thing. Art. No matter how low my life is, it will always be with me. And admittedly, technology is a big part of it too. Now look at me, one day at a time, trying to get back to the prestigious school that loved me, just because I got the highest score ever in the records of their entrance exam. (It is the truth, believe me)
They didn't give up on me. My immediate and maternal families didn't give up on me. So I won't give up either.
You see, before all this, life was already hard. I was mistreated by my previous classmates in my previous school. The teachers were fine, but sadly they weren't enough to protect me from my classmates. The friends I had were lowerclassmen, and thanks to them, I wasn't lonely. At home my mom would have troubles with my dad's family. And sometimes, my dad too. The time came when I had to go to a prestigious school that only accepted students with high grades. Oh, did I mention the education was free since it is run by the government? My classmates loved me. I was so... unused to it. You have to admit, I did feel like my personal space was broken, but I was loved. But even that wasn't enough. It was, and still is, a high class school. The teachers weren't aware of my ADHD. It was hard, and I needed my free time. Soon, I cracked down and started staying home. Not only because of the schoolwork, but because of a fear that my classmates will hate me for skipping school. All of this led to my uncles' erm... remarks. Now that's when I really hit rock-bottom. Everyone in my family who cared tried to console me. But to no avail. This went on for a month or two, then my mom tried to talk with my school. They didn't want me to go. I had been the topnotcher in the entrance exams(another reason why my classmates love me) and apparently, I held the highest record among all entrance exams. (I'm not bragging. That's what they said.) They still kept me, but alas, they couldn't do it forever. It took a long time before finally, I was given an ultimatum. I was gonna go to school or drop out. Ka-boom. I swore that day I either had to dress up to talk things with the school, or I was gonna lay there on my bed and cry. Well, for a minute, I did. But something sparked in me. I started to tell my sis to tell my mom to help me get by. I was gonna face this. And I did. At first I was nervous, then my mom told me we were gonna take it, one day at a time. I couldn't go to classes immediately, though, I was too afraid. (And I became afraid of strangers thanks to my isolation combined with the fact I didn't like going out of the house in the first place.) I had missed a whole semester. I was scared my grades would drop. But no. My teachers wanted me here, because they believed in me. So, they happily allowed me to take classes in the office, which should start this November 5. They gave me modules for the second semester so I can catch up at home, since I can't go back now that it's the end of the semester. I am still catching up now. I am reading these modules everyday, in my room. And when November 5 comes, I'll go and start studying in the office of my school. And after that, when I'm ready, I'll go back to my classroom with my classmates. Here I am now, typing unto this hooked up keyboard since I destroyed my laptop's keyboard. (Don't ask.) Here I am, telling you my story.
They really wanted me. They really did. They touched my heart and taught me that I can be loved too.
I play video games. Why? Because I want to be a hero, that's why. Every hero has their hardships. Like it was for me. Their hardships are tougher than most, and when you look at mine, it's not hard to say I am among those who have lived a tough life. But those who get up, show the world what they're made of, now that's when they start walking a hero's path.
Being a hero means you do something for the world. In little ways or big. Being a hero means you appreciate life and those who feel like throwing it away.
This is why I'm here. Why I'm not dead. I'm gonna be a hero.
I'm gonna praise life and inspire others.
I hope you read my story well. Let it inspire you. Let it give you hope as it did me.
Life is a wonderful thing. Go miles with your talent before it's over.
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As of January 11,2013, Philippine Standard Time, I am struggling, but very happy. I technically am not going to school anymore until next year, but I am not a drop out because I shall be home schooled. It may seem like I've given up, or I've failed, but really, I've succeeded in living and being happy. I may be called a failure sometimes, but I continue knowing that life is still good.
I have too many dreams to kill, too many hopes to lose. So I'll keep moving forward. I'm not dead yet XD because life is just too good even though it seems too bad."
~worshipthesquid "Glad to see it's not just me! ^^ So much of life depends on how we perceive it. Why not try and see things for the miracles they are?
You don't need religion to appreciate the beauty in everything
"
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A collection of inspiring artwork.
Theme: Red
Red is a beautiful color.
Wise Words:
Quotable quotes that you might want to apply to your life.
“Art is the only way to run away without leaving home.”
Twyla Tharp
I like this quote because many artists find art as a release from every day life. When things get rough, sometimes they inspire the most powerful pieces.
Contribute:
- Provide a theme! What makes you praise life?
- Contribute and get featured by writing inspiring words for the community here.
Happy July guys! Sorry that this took a while. My sta.sh was flipping out!
