Sleep late, wake up late. That what summer’s all about right? I sleep when the sun comes up and wake up far too late to even remember what getting up in the morning even feels like, let alone even remember the word morning. I didn’t really take into account the repercussions of floating off to the land of nod so late, but now I’m starting to recognize the potential negative affects. But oh well. If only I cared enough to change.
Digression…
So I’m starting to notice people actually beginning to legitimately build and form their foundations for their future, and I think to myself “Well shit… I still have not even the slightest clue of what I want to be in the future… And the future is more like tomorrow it seems now that I’m and ‘adult’.” I still feel like a kid, and I know damn sure that I still act like one. Parts of my personality may seem aged, like the fact that I like to go to coffee shops and read, and the fact that I find visiting museums appealing… But the rest of me is still right down there with that little girl feeling overwhelmed by the amount of candy available to her at a candy store, or that little boy wanting to cry and wishing to break the toy machine when the claw seems too weak to even grab a damn feather. I’m suffering from the widespread epidemic that has saturated the minds of most of the teenagers-going-on-to-adults in my generation: Lazishness. What is “Lazishness” you ask? It’s a combination of Laziness and Selfishness. Oh it’s a word… In my head. Caring little or as so many call it “DGAF”ing is great… But only in a number of cases. I need to start caring more. I need more motivation in my life and I need to stop asking God or other people for it and I need to find it myself. I know too well that my future isn’t going to be bright just because I say it will be, I need to perform and tortur— I mean… work to get even half of where I aspire to be. For those of you working, and grinding out every day, and truly taking every part of the trite expression “Carpe Diem” seriously, I tip my hat, no, I tip my fucking life to you. Because what you’re doing, is something I wish I could get myself to do immediately. But baby steps… Baby steps.
"Idle hands are the devil's workshop"
Tuesday, July 27, 2010
Monday, May 3, 2010
Anti-love?!
A lot of my peers think I have some kind of issue against love.
Let me make this clear. I think love... Is amazing. Brief love, long-term love, tough love, torturous love etc. All of it is mesmerizing to me. The fact that this one uncontrollable emotion can effect such a strong response in millions of individuals is mind-boggling.
Now the reason my peers think that I am "anti-love" is because I don't believe in relationships. Love and relationships, are two completely different things people. For those who are in a genuine, love-filled relationship, I raise my glass to you for being one of the few who are doing something right. And for rest of you who call your on and off, deceitful, meaningless togetherness a relationship, I can't understand you. Left and right, all the time my friends say "I don't even love my boyfriend/girlfriend why am I even with him/her?" and of course I give my solid, honest advice although I know once they go home every bit of my words of wisdom will fade into nonexistence.
I'll be ready for a relationship when the word commitment stops sounding like a chore. I'll be ready when someone shows me the clear distinction between the ever-so-famous dichotomous idea of like and love. When dates stop sounding garrulous and conversations stop seeming forced, I'll be ready. When I feel I need just that one person, and find his act of passing gas or burping as loud as the roar of a chainsaw adorable, I'll be ready. But until then forum...
I'm going to sit back and continue what I'm doing. I'm going to converse with intellectual men, dance with confident men, and coquettishly bat my eyes away at attractive men until someone stops me so hard in my tracks I won't even recall these short-lived encounters. You have to stop searching for this hollywood-based persona of everlasting bullshit love. Life will throw you something better and stronger than fantasy if you just stop constantly focusing on impressing everyone. Focus on what you love, not who you'll love, and you'll yell "what?!" when that who becomes your love.
That is all.
Love,
Sarah
P.S. I hope you all enjoy the new music player I got on my page. ;)
"Music, the greatest good that mortals know, and all of heaven we have below." - Joseph Addison
Let me make this clear. I think love... Is amazing. Brief love, long-term love, tough love, torturous love etc. All of it is mesmerizing to me. The fact that this one uncontrollable emotion can effect such a strong response in millions of individuals is mind-boggling.
Now the reason my peers think that I am "anti-love" is because I don't believe in relationships. Love and relationships, are two completely different things people. For those who are in a genuine, love-filled relationship, I raise my glass to you for being one of the few who are doing something right. And for rest of you who call your on and off, deceitful, meaningless togetherness a relationship, I can't understand you. Left and right, all the time my friends say "I don't even love my boyfriend/girlfriend why am I even with him/her?" and of course I give my solid, honest advice although I know once they go home every bit of my words of wisdom will fade into nonexistence.
I'll be ready for a relationship when the word commitment stops sounding like a chore. I'll be ready when someone shows me the clear distinction between the ever-so-famous dichotomous idea of like and love. When dates stop sounding garrulous and conversations stop seeming forced, I'll be ready. When I feel I need just that one person, and find his act of passing gas or burping as loud as the roar of a chainsaw adorable, I'll be ready. But until then forum...
I'm going to sit back and continue what I'm doing. I'm going to converse with intellectual men, dance with confident men, and coquettishly bat my eyes away at attractive men until someone stops me so hard in my tracks I won't even recall these short-lived encounters. You have to stop searching for this hollywood-based persona of everlasting bullshit love. Life will throw you something better and stronger than fantasy if you just stop constantly focusing on impressing everyone. Focus on what you love, not who you'll love, and you'll yell "what?!" when that who becomes your love.
That is all.
Love,
Sarah
P.S. I hope you all enjoy the new music player I got on my page. ;)
"Music, the greatest good that mortals know, and all of heaven we have below." - Joseph Addison
Monday, April 19, 2010
Wednesday, January 27, 2010
"God grant me the serenity
To accept the things I cannot change;
The courage to change the things that I can;
And the wisdom to know the difference."
-Reinhold Niebuhr
A hero is no braver than an ordinary man, but he is braver five minutes longer.
-Ralph Waldo Emerson
All I have seen teaches me to trust the Creator for all I have not seen.
-Ralph Waldo Emerson
Be not the slave of your own past. Plunge into the sublime seas, dive deep and swim far, so you shall come back with self-respect, with new power, with an advanced experience that shall explain and overlook the old.
-Ralph Waldo Emerson
To accept the things I cannot change;
The courage to change the things that I can;
And the wisdom to know the difference."
-Reinhold Niebuhr
A hero is no braver than an ordinary man, but he is braver five minutes longer.
-Ralph Waldo Emerson
All I have seen teaches me to trust the Creator for all I have not seen.
-Ralph Waldo Emerson
Be not the slave of your own past. Plunge into the sublime seas, dive deep and swim far, so you shall come back with self-respect, with new power, with an advanced experience that shall explain and overlook the old.
-Ralph Waldo Emerson
Saturday, January 23, 2010
One of those mornings...
I am running on about 1 or 2 hours sleep right now. Maybe less. I don't know what it is with me this morning, but man... I am not feeling too good. My mind is rummaging through stupid and paranoid thoughts once again. I wish there was some way for me to gain some kind of control... But now I'm beginning to think that I'll only achieve control over my thoughts when I feel I have a solid sense of direction in my life. As of now all my "ideas" of where I want to sustain my foundation in the future are open-ended. I'm definitely not one of those people who know exactly what they want to be and just go for it. I'm a weak person. I'm a scared person. I don't know what I want to do with my life, let alone know how to get there. Stress overwhelms me at times and sometimes leads me to bitter, unwelcoming mornings such as this one... But I digress.
Lately my dreams have been very strange... They make no sense. The one I had just now was so... Odd. I could talk to plush dolls that were rather large in size not that that piece of information is significant. Anyways, this may sound creepy to you, but for me, nothing about the dream seemed odd until one of the plush dolls asked me if I could see God. I answered something along the lines of well of course not. I mean I can't. I'm pretty sure nobody can. I wanted to finish with something like you really just have to believe, but I woke up.
I think that not being able to see God is a significant factor that contributes to his existence. It tests our faith so much more. We people are visual creatures. We feed off what is right in front of us. But believing in a force that can not be directly seen in a certain form really shows that we still know and hold onto faith.
I had a pretty stressful night before falling asleep last night. Watching all those scary movies before sleeping probably didn't help too much either. Well good or bad, I'm going to head out and embrace this day any way. Don't let a bad start to your day ruin the rest of it for you. Flash a smile to a stranger, get one back. Life is only good if we make the effort. It really is surprising how a little smile can change your day.
Good morning forum.
:)
Lately my dreams have been very strange... They make no sense. The one I had just now was so... Odd. I could talk to plush dolls that were rather large in size not that that piece of information is significant. Anyways, this may sound creepy to you, but for me, nothing about the dream seemed odd until one of the plush dolls asked me if I could see God. I answered something along the lines of well of course not. I mean I can't. I'm pretty sure nobody can. I wanted to finish with something like you really just have to believe, but I woke up.
I think that not being able to see God is a significant factor that contributes to his existence. It tests our faith so much more. We people are visual creatures. We feed off what is right in front of us. But believing in a force that can not be directly seen in a certain form really shows that we still know and hold onto faith.
I had a pretty stressful night before falling asleep last night. Watching all those scary movies before sleeping probably didn't help too much either. Well good or bad, I'm going to head out and embrace this day any way. Don't let a bad start to your day ruin the rest of it for you. Flash a smile to a stranger, get one back. Life is only good if we make the effort. It really is surprising how a little smile can change your day.
Good morning forum.
:)
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