Posted by Katy Preciado on October 16, 2009 at 5:09am
I’m such a softy. I cry almost about anything including the Olympics, farewells, the idea of death in my family, and my little brother playing sports. I have slowly come to accept this fact although it is awful embarrassing when other see me cry my eyes out over the littlest things. This habit of mine stems from the fact that I’m very compassionate and care for others. Serving others is an ingredient to my existence. This heart of mine is not due to my own efforts but such passions were a gift from God. It brings me great excitement to see where he will place me in the future to do his will and judging by my life so far I will probably be serving the underprivileged.I discovered my passion to serve others in high school when extracurricular activities were a must to get into a decent university. I would do any type of community service that I could get myself into including being a zombie for a haunted house during Halloween. I quickly realized that I enjoyed helping others because I felt like I was actually doing something concrete for other people. Now in college, I’m involved with an organization on campus called Bruinhope which aids an orphanage. This organization travels to Tijuana, Mexico about twice a quarter and brings necessary goods to the kids such as food and clothing. But the best part of traveling to such orphanage is that I get to develop relationships with the kids. I get to play with them and simply get to know them a little better.I don’t feel complete or happy when I solely focus on my major or on doing things that make me have a good time. I feel as though the blessings that I encounter daily should be reinvested into society, especially those that are less privileged. It’s not a kind of debt or anything but it is part of who I am. If I don’t set up donation drives for the kids, If I don’t make the trips to Tijuana, then who will?
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