maria baek♥
@ Montauk, 05/05/2012
@ Montauk, 05/04/2012 

7 stages of grief

simonprksays:


I came across these online!It’s pretty scary how accurate and true these are!

I do not look forward to going through these at all..



“The 7 Stages of Grief”:

7 Stages of Grief…

1. SHOCK & DENIAL-
You will probably react to learning of the loss with numbed disbelief. You may deny…

notice me…

why won’t he notice me…

March 25,2012

It’s time for me to get my act together!
I need help. Tremendous amounts of help. All the help I need.

Today, I realized what I’ve been doing wrong
Just hoping that I don’t make these mistakes again 
God, You are faithful until the end, so I thank You
Without You, I wouldn’t be realizing this!

You’re showing me new things one at a time through people that I love and respect
So, what can I say but thank you, i love You and simply You’re the best…!!  
No words can express how i feel<3 

02/18- LAST EXAM

As an education major, you have to take 2 out of 3 tests. I took a CST exam and failed. So, basically, I lost my money and my time taking the test. On February 18, I took the LAST exam and just remembering that day brings tears to my eyes. As soon as I woke up that day, I decided to watch dramas/sitcoms/etc. The test was at 1, and even until 1130, I wasn’t fully dressed. I was panicking around 1145ish because I knew that I was supposed to be by flushing or even on the train at that time but I was still home. I was late, and didn’t know that the 7 trains weren’t working on schedule and that there were heavy delays. I constantly panicked. I was heading towards LIC high school where the test was given. I was at Queens Borough Plaza and had to transfer to the N train. This was around 1250. I got off the train and begged these 2 MTA construction workers to drive me to LIC high school. I, Maria Baek, never beg (for anything). But, I was extremely desperate. They saw how much fear was in my eyes, so they said yes. I got into their van and had to wear this orange mta suit on top of my jacket. I know my way around Queens and I knew that we were headed the wrong way. The driver didn’t even know where he was going and when he stopped to ask someone for directions, the man either didn’t know or was extremely terrible at telling directions and in my head I was cursing, yelling, and just imagined violent things that I could do to this man. We bumped into someone who knew the directions and like I thought before, we were headed the wrong direction. The MTA workers said that they couldn’t drive me since they were headed off to Woodhaven. They offered me ten dollars to ride the taxi and by this time it was one. Crap, I’m late. 
I frantically looked for a taxi, I’m pretty sure I looked like one of those monkeys from temple run. There were no taxis. I tried to stop each and every taxi that I saw, even thought about stopping in front of their cars for them to pick me up so that I could hop on and take my test. Throughout this run, I constantly prayed and depended on God. Finally, I found a taxi, but it looked shady. From the taxi color to the mexican hombre who was in the driver’s seat, everything was shady. SHADY TO THE MAX! But at this time, I was like whatever, I’m just going to get on and just take the test. The man kept telling me how we were so close but all I could see were abandoned buildings. I finally got to the testing site at 1:15, it was really quiet and I thought sh**, how late am I? They’re never going to let me take it now. But, the lady who was at the table stated that I had 5 minutes to get up to my room and take the test. PRAISE GOD! 
My room was on the 5th floor and not knowing the building, I thought I had to take the stairs. But, no there were elevators and the elevator came immediately after I pressed the button. I ran to my room and went in through the wrong door while the proctor was reading the directions and was halfway done with reading them. I sweat so much that day but long story short, even in my shortcomings, God is there. God protected me, God helped me along this mini challenge in the road to my future, and all I can say is thank you God, for simply everything that You do.

The end result: I passed my exam!
So, halfway done!  
Next test in April!