Tuesday, December 6, 2011

If You Have It - Spread It ~ Be the Change

Murphy's Laws Of Combat

- If the enemy is in range, so are you.

- Incoming fire has the right of way.

- Don't look conspicuous, it draws fire.

- There is always a way.

- The easy way is always mined.

- Try to look unimportant, they may be low on ammo.

- Professionals are predictable, it's the amateurs that are dangerous.

- The enemy invariably attacks on two occasions: a. When you're ready for them. b. When you're not ready for them.

- Teamwork is essential, it gives them someone else to shoot at.

- If you can't remember, the claymore is pointed at you.

- The enemy diversion you have been ignoring will be the main attack.

- A "sucking chest wound" is natures way of telling you to slow down.

- If your attack is going well, you have walked into an ambush.

- Never draw fire, it irritates everyone around you.

- Anything you do can get you shot, including nothing.

- Make it tough enough for the enemy to get in and you won't be able to get out.

- Never share a foxhole with anyone braver than yourself.

- If you are short of everything but the enemy, you are in a combat zone.

- When you have secured an area, don't forget to tell the enemy.

- Never forget that your weapon is made by the lowest bidder.

How to End War

Thursday, October 13, 2011

I Want (To Leave)

Who is to say what is happiness? We are clearly not happy in our society where money is everything and possessions is the result. Stuff. That is what we have. Stuff. I've been reading articles and essays and stories about how the media is corrupting our minds and our brains have evolved to make us into multi-tasking zombies.

I want. I want a lot. I want so many things that I'm barely able to think about anything but. However, this is about me wanting to leave. I want to go somewhere where there is no boundary that I cannot cross. Where everything is entirely different and I will have to THINK differently to survive. I want a place with no internet or computers or technology, where people are happy because happiness there is solely an emotion and not something that has to be sold to you.

-insert Africa village picture-

I heard that in third world countries, namely Africa, the atmosphere is so alive, people are so energized and happy and content. Family is valued more and people are 'free.' When they come home after a long day they smile and laugh and enjoy life. Can you imagine that? I honestly cannot. Whenever we (and by we I mean I) think of Africa in the third world context I think of how good my life is in comparison and see images of long dirt roads that do not end for the women and children to carry gallons of water back to their home for THAT DAY'S USE. But is my life better in comparison? It is more comfortable. It is filled with about 100 times more luxury, education, wealth, comfort, etc, but is it better?

I'm not complaining. I'm just trying to understand different contexts and the mind and cultures. They don't know about our technology, some do, I'm not saying all of Africa is a third world country, but I'm talking about those tiny villages where they have never seen anyone that hasn't lived there, their entire life.

It doesn't have to be Africa. I don't even really want to go there, there are so many other choices. I just want to be somewhere different, somewhere so different it will blast my mind into something completely opposite. I know I get frustrated on minuscule things and I don't appreciate how amazing my life is. It is hard to in this society and that's not an excuse, but it sort of is.

I want to go some place where imaginations can run wild, like Japan. (mini rant) I don't get Japan. People are so similar to each other, the culture is designed to create groups as opposed to individuals, from what I've heard, and yet they come up with THE MOST OUTRAGEOUS THINGS!

-insert video of people playing tug-of-war with their faces in tights.. and crazy music video-

But if you go to those places how do you know your potential is reached? I feel such a strong attachment to my items, to my laptop, to my fuzzy pajamas, to my ipod, to my bed, to my heated house and closable windows. (and no I did not go to we day.. it actually didn't inspire me very much last year. I felt like they weren't talking to me.. like they were talking to someone else)

Anyway again, I guess I'll finish up this post some day in the future. Because I can.

Wednesday, September 7, 2011

Interest

I went to a newspaper meeting for DOUGLAS COLLEGE, Jesus it is so easy to get into amazing clubs, like working for a college newspaper-- anyway, someone brought up blogs as an article they're going to write and how to know what to blog and what not to blog because some people put everything out there and what is interesting and what isn't (which is why i took out two sentences from a previous post) but I would find it interesting to discover what it is that attracts others to blogs.

Thursday, August 25, 2011

Me

I have been working for 4 months now at a ministry job with people much older than me and out of school (school online) for like 14 months (holy crap!) so basically I don't have much of a social life anymore and that has been really hard. I am a social butterfly, not, but I did always have quite a lot of friends and although my main interaction with them was in school, I had a LOT of friends and some really good ones.

I can't believe how lucky I was to get to wake up five days a week to go hang out with friends. That is unreal.

And now I'm going to a school where I know NO ONE, not a soul, not a single person, and I'm going to have to start all over after a period of time where all I wanted was a solid base.

I only have a few friends now and that's hard.


It's harder because I don't always like myself.

I need quality time with myself, but I need affirmations from others to know that I'm good and doing okay and still friendly and happy and fun.

I can't tell that to myself.

but I'm trying to learn to be more self-reliant. It's not like I don't have people in my life. My parents I see everyday. but there was a point in the 14 months when they'd be the only people I would talk to for months. that's a scary thought.

This picture is what brought a lot of these thoughts to mind


I was afraid a few months ago that I would get depression if I couldn't be more social and see friends more often. WHAT A TERRIBLE THOUGHT IS THAT?

I just need to learn how to be alone and be okay with that.

http://postsecretapp.com/#promo-video

I'm sad to admit this, but I'm going to anyway, because honestly no one is going to read this:

For a long long time now I've been afraid that no one will love me, because no one has. I mean more than a motherly love or a 'I love you, friend.'

-edited-
there I said it.

Online

to no one.

but it's out there now.

So someone's going to read it

Be it now or in a million years

or never.

that's okay too.

But I was afraid (I won't comment on my current state) that because no one had before, no one ever was going to. All I wanted was reassurance that one day it would happen then I'd be fine, but it's hard living while waiting.

Update 101

- 3 down, 1 to go for sewing lessons -- sewing machine is bought and wonderful :) --Check out www.blogger.com/sew-interesting to see it! or here:



http://www.brother.ca/en/sewing/description.asp?Prodid=1469505909589089928&features=on

- starting school in T-MINUS ELEVEN DAYS! (I don't know what T-minus means.. I just felt like saying it so I may not have used it correctly).
I'm taking Pychology 101, Academic Writing 101, and Communication with Media!
I already have homework thanks to course syllabuses and emails.

- Still working full-time at $21/hour ($17 after tax and deductions and whatevever) for four months going steady. :)

- I don't know what else - Oh I am kind of like (I don't know what word I'm trying to say but I just made a motion with my hands. Wish I could show it to you) about friends. One of my few, my parents believe is 'using me' so they won't let me see her and I kinda felt like that too, but I'm not sure! & so it's complicated.

- I need to lose weight and be healthier and happier

- Got some fake eyelashes via online facebook :D. haven't tried them on yet. They look kinda weird

- TRYING TO GET CONTACTS. coloured ones ;) I just want to look better!

Not Like This!



 More like this.

Power of the Mind

Two things (or three things depending on how you look at it)

1. I've always believed the mind is powerful. I've also believed that whatever you believe is true. And it is. If you believe that people are talking to you or plotting against you or there is a butterfly whispering in your ear (not made-up, it happens-- NOT TO ME) Then it's true, for you, which makes it true, but perhaps not true in the same reality that the majority of us are living in (or would it be minority?).

1.5. Anyway, I was watching "White Collar"




which is a show that would take too long to explain, but basically a guy looks in the newspaper, sees that some people are wanting a park in their neighbourhood and so while being undercover as the person that helps politicians get out of tight spots, tells him to deny that there is a sports centre being built on some random empty land and also deny that anything is happening, but say if it was then he would support a park and kind of like not make sense like that-- but basically in the end this guy who had nothing to do with anything (but is amazing, because he's so charming and he gets whatever he wants, whenever he wants it ~Like Sean from Psych!) managed to make a park come true (unintentionally-- the point of the episode wasn't about the park that was just his way of getting the politican to trust him) out of thin air.

He said at some point in the episode something about:
"But there is no plan for a park. You can't just make one up." -his grumpy partner
"Who says it's make-believe? If the public believes it, it is true."

How true are those words?

2. I found this guy on youtube that is a 'psychologist' or something I-don't-know that is CRAZY AWESOME. He does two experiments that I tried that work like magic.

I LOVE IT.

http://www.youtube.com/results?search_query=quirkology&aq=0


Look up:
The Prediction
and
The World's Fastest Personality Test

:)

Thursday, July 21, 2011

Pictures and my Take on Them


Average. 


The Simple Life


It means we're not normal. 


There is no path you've taken before that you're taking now, because every step is a choice and you can go in either direction. Always. 


I wish I knew if people admired me from afar. 


Life. 











Irony.


Secret. 












Thursday, July 14, 2011

The Best

"Piglet sidled up to Pooh from behind. "Pooh?" he whispered. 
"Yes, Piglet?" 
"Nothing," said Piglet, taking Pooh's hand. "I just wanted to be sure of you."


<3

Monday, July 11, 2011

Religion and Miconceptions

I've been reading about Adam and Eve story for research on a novel I'm writing and found out some amazingly interesting things and people's opinions. The bible can be interpreted in so many ways and so many people don't bother having their own and instead stick to the one they have heard it is. I wonder how many people own a bible compared to how many people have actually read it. It just makes me think, hard.

For example:
The 'forbidden fruit' wasn't so much a real tree as a set of actions. MAKES SO MUCH MORE SENSE, RIGHT?
Also in the figurative sense-- it wasn't ever written as being an apple, but it is ALWAYS an apple.. because one guy decided to paint it as such, because he needed to paint something there.. and it probably wasn't a time when one could just make things up. So, we all have believed that there were apples on that tree, because this one guy decided to paint an apple when drawing the tree and the couple and so that's become the history, but he is the one that changed it, so who's to say what other parts were just interpreted into something to make explanation easier?
Also, Eve is portrayed as the 'bad guy' for lack of better words, but who is to say that Adam wasn't the one who should be blamed for being kicked out of paradise? [not to mention.. we wouldn't know we were in paradise if we were there, so people blame these two 'people' that may or may not have existed - I feel like I'm smiting God when I write about how he and these people may not exist - for us not having a great life, but we wouldn't know our lives were great if we were there anyway! so why not just be happy with what you have, you never know, maybe we were saved from something worse] I just thought to myself 'I wish I could write better so I could portray my ideas better,' but why do we live like that? Where we only think about what's wrong and not what's right. ANYWAY, I'm off topic. Maybe Adam was at fault for being kicked out, [or neither is Muslim culture, they are forgiven and sent to earth as representatives] Because Adam blames God for the situation. He says that the woman that GOD put there gave him the fruit, therefore it's both God and Eve's fault, whereas Eve just said that the serpent told her it was ok. Maybe it was Adam's lack of responsibility and not Eve's 'betrayal' that got them 'kicked out.' Other readings say it was Adam's fault, but why 'fault.' I like the representatives version the best. Why is life a punishment? It's a treat, a privilege, a miracle. I cannot comprehend how we are alive, let alone able to think and communicate and create. look at me right now. Writing my heart out for the rest of the world with internet.

I have to come to a close as I have plenty of other things to do tonight and also am suffering from food poisoning, which isn't relevant, but I would like to mention because why not share misery?

-- side note: I wonder how much less our pain would be if we didn't share it. I think it would be less and more. More because we wouldn't know that other people felt the same. Less because we would be thinking about it less. --

So, I'm out :)





Update: still working for government, clients scare me, going to school full-time and working full-time starting Sept 6. got accepted to go to Indonesia and Prince Edward Island for Canada World Youth, but had to deny them, been working on July NaNoWriMo (National Novel Writing Month-- although it's in the states, so it's really 'International'), 1 year anniversary for CISV Seminar Camp on July 8th I believe,

Monday, June 13, 2011

Because I Could Not Stop For Death

After English 12 Literature (Honours ;D) whenever I see poems we studied, I love them. But anyway, that's not my point of this post. Every day on the skytrain I pass a graveyard. The graves are sad to look at, sure, there are so many of them. That's what caught my attention at first. The vast amount of graves that indicated dead people and then I thought of the dead people and how it's kinda gross that we all just put them in the same place, but then something else bummed me out even more. The fields and fields of grass. Nothing but grass. That represents all the deaths that are predicted to happen. I know everyone and everything dies, but nothing shines a lot on it more than the acres and acres of land that graveyard owners [who owns the land anyway? And if it's just a random person, why would they want to own it?] have.


Saturday, May 7, 2011

Magic?

OhMyGod. I don't know what it was. Who says it couldn't be this blog?  But my life has turned upside down. I got a $20 an hour job, I won a $2000 scholarship for a school of my choice to go to full-time studies in September... well that's pretty much it, but how am I already grown?! This is such a crazy experience to have an adult job; a career in fact.. at my age. People think I am 20+ and so I feel like I'm that age as well. It's indescribable. I have grown up immensely in just the last three weeks that I've been working as office admin for the Ministry of Children and Family Development, but I like sharing my age with people there because they all get all shocked at me and then think I'm a genius, but I'm not. 

It's hard to give up so much already.. like my summer-- I had a lot of plans and I can't do any of them while having this job.. and I know people do it (make sacrifices) when they're older. tons of sacrifices, but that is WHEN THEY'RE OLDER. I'm so young. someone even said to me that they're sorry I'm working now (my manager at the office I'm currently at) because I should be experiencing life right now. She also said she wouldn't know how she would feel if I were her daughter being in this line of work and working already, because it's going to get rough and people are mean.. and she doesn't know if I can take it or something. D: 

AH. 

Saturday, April 9, 2011

Update --April 9, 2011

I quit my movie theatre job. I'll be gone by the 18th. I wanted to stay. I did like my job, but it wouldn't work out, because I GOT THE OTHER JOB! the 20 bucks an hour in lieu of benefits secretary position! So I'll be working full time now from 8:30-4:30 Mon-Fri at possibly different offices around Vancouver and the Lower Mainland.

There might be a job possibility to help out at the CISV Village in Vancouver that would be $10 an hour and full-time as well this summer. That would be awesome, but CISV tends to not work out for me, so who knows.

I went to a CWY meeting. IT SOUNDS AMAZING! But I can't go this year because of the job. So I'll go next year if it all works out again. It's disappointing, but this job is a life-changer.

I found an AMAZING opportunity! Pearson Seminar. I re-discovered it through a guy at CWY who knew a girl in my CISV chapter who went to the seminar with him last year and whose sister was my camp counselor at a summer camp I went to when I was about 10! I feel like I was destined to go to Pearson Seminar and I want to do it so bad! This is my last year and that guy is the facilitator.. But I can't because of this job. I also don't know if I can go to National Camp or the Collectively Canadian camp, because if I miss 4 days of work I'm fired. between now and the end of September and the October to the end of March.

What?

I like thinking that there is a greater purpose out there for me and all my actions are destined to happen. I like to think that I have no control and what should happen will happen. I live my life with the feeling that it's okay if things go wrong or turn out differently then I'd hoped, because that's the way it was supposed to be. I would hate living through life believing that I have control of everything and if I make a wrong decision it will mess up my life.

However, I hate when I have to wait for OTHERS to decide things for ME. Such as if I'm getting a job or if I get to be part of an organization or if there's still room for me to do something. That time period is the worst. I want to know whether it's yes or no, so I can plan accordingly.

Recent examples would be; the job one as a big one, the norway thing and interchange for CISV, Collectively Canadian, National Camp, so many more. This happens all the time, especially now that I have to apply to things like college. Luckily I didn't have to wait for that to reply. I knew I was going to Douglas in September and was accepted in October with no doubt ever in my mind.

Tuesday, April 5, 2011

Irony

"Well for once the rich white man is in power." -Mr. Burns (The Simpsons)

Today I saw a building that said 'Open 24/7.' It was closed and down for construction.

I love irony.

~not ironic, but --
"Black! That's the worst colour there is. No offense Karl." -Lenny
"Don't worry. I get it all the time." -Karl

Monday, April 4, 2011

Lost in Your World

Wherever you grow up and things you learn and know.. everything seems to be how it is. It makes sense and you understand it, for the most part. Walking only when the light tells us to. Stopping at the stop sign. Red, yellow, green: go. Going to school. Doing what you're told, unless you don't want to. The legal drinking age vs. the age when people drink. Laundry machines, laptops, microwaves, fridges, radios, nintendo, toilets, toilet paper.

One Eyeland Lost Astronaut. 
Brutal mutilation of female genitals, men in charge, slaves, hierarchies, kidnappings, shootings, bathing in a river, walking.. everywhere, working, AIDS, orphaned.

Or maybe not.

Crowded streets, pick-pockets, bargaining.

There are so many possibilities and obviously it is easier for me to think of what happens in my life and not in some other world that is only a sea away. Every place is so different and the way people live is what they're used to and it's just what is. Not everyone has internet or food or laptops or skytrains. And their lives aren't worse because of it; they're just different. They have their own way of living and their own hobbies. Collecting stamps or pennies is not something that you'd see an adult in a tiny village in Asia do.

I went to a CWY meeting the other day and the speaker had done cwy a few years ago. Her counterpart was the 'princess' of her village. She bossed the speaker around and treated her like a slave, because that's what she knew. She didn't know what a laundry machine was, nor how a toilet worked, but she felt that she was better and more important than anyone else.
Then other people are lower in their hierarchy and would be the opposite. Quiet, less educated, but still just as foreign to the concept of what we have here. Sure some places are 'better' and have 'nicer' things and whatever. I'm not trying to say that we're so great because we can do laundry without leaving the house.. I'm just thinking that it's so strange how we don't think about the lives of others very often or what they do or don't do, because we're so comfortable with our own. I couldn't even complete a list of things that other people have that we don't, because I don't know!

I went to driving classes during Spring Break and didn't learn much, but one thing that I found interesting was when the instructor drew a pie chart and put a dot on it and said "This dot represents what you know." and then he pointed to the rest of the circle and said "This is what you don't know." and then he drew the dot into a piece of the pie chart saying it was vastly enlarged.. so he could show us what was inside of it. He split it and wrote 'Things you know you know' in one half and 'Things you know you don't know' in the other. Then he wrote 'Things you don't know you don't know.' into the rest of the circle. Things you don't know you don't know is most knowledge in the entire world. We know NOTHING.
Just so you know.

The Unimaginable

I am creative. I can create stories in my head. The other day my friend/co-worker said something about a movie and I misheard her to say 'north' or something and in 2 seconds had come up with a possible storyline of a made-up movie that does not exist. So I can imagine things, yes.

However, I did not think it possible for me to have a good job at this age. I didn't bother applying for so many jobs and for so many scholarships and for so many opportunities because I KNEW that I would never get it, so what's the point, right?

right?

WRONG.



So my mom convinced me to apply for a job as office assistant at the ministry. It sounds amazing and like a wonderful opportunity and all I had to do was send her my resume. Then I got an interview. I was shocked, but figured they must just interview everyone. Then I got to the second stage and now I'm in a place that is unimaginable, by me at least. No, I do not have the job, but I may get it and even if I don't the fact that I wouldn't have even applied if the opportunity hadn't not only forced itself into my hands like an envelope but actually fluttered away and mailed itself. I still can't believe it and so even if I don't make it past this part of the process the fact that I came close is enough. It's amazing and unbelievable and incredible and what an eye-opener.

It's not like everything is settled even if I do get the job though. It's going to be hard and long hours and working with a lot of different types of people. I'm going to majorly have to step out of my comfort zone and will be thrown into a world that I'm not accustomed to and will be behind in, but I'm up for the challenge.

It reminds me of one of my favourite quotes:

"Whether or not you think you can, you're right."

Those Picture Frames

The walls are coming down
All around
Like an avalanche of memories
Those pictures flutter down
Off the walls
That crash on the sea-foam beach of dreams

And the only ones who see the damage
For what it is
Are the ones who created it
Through their hateful eyes
Seeing the world crookedly
With red-rimmed glasses

But hate brings on hate
Says one mother to another
Mother of destruction
As the walls fall down
Looks with glee
As lives fall apart

Glee of misery
Only misery feels misery
Those pictures still fluttering
And those memories fading
In the black and white contrasts
As the shaking
And giant boom
Shows the images that once belonged to those scraps
Of life

Love
Love wasn’t enough to save
The walls from falling down
Those cracks in the pavement
That pulls the earth down
Those cracks that open when things change
And things change

Wednesday, March 30, 2011

It's About You

“We ourselves feel that what we are doing is just a drop in the ocean. But the ocean would be less because of that missing drop.” ~Mother Teresa 

Pssst


I don't always feel this way. Sometimes it seems like 
everyone else has everything under control, except for me. 
I think everyone feels that way every once in a while and the whole theory is therefore ironic. Sure some people may appear to be ahead of you in some aspects of their life. I remember going to Camp Artaban every year when I was  younger and there was this one girl who always seemed so much more mature then the rest of us. Not in wisdom or anything, but in the way she acted. She shaved her legs a year earlier than the rest of us and flirted more and knew so much about guys and being social and parties. Then when we all came back the next year we'd caught up to how she was the year before, but lo-and-behold she was already a year ahead of us again. I don't know where she is now, but I know that I'm good with where I am. She may be 'ahead' of me still, but who says that's a good thing? I like my innocence -to an extent- and my childhood ways. I also like learning things for myself. Her 12 year old self had already experienced things that I have yet to experience, but that doesn't mean she's any better than I am. I've had a different life than her and I'm okay with that. Who knows what other people will do in their life and what experiences they will have. What you do know is that you have your experiences and that it is your choice to take from them what you want. 

Like I did with that story. 
but shh don't tell anyone else
or else they'll catch up to you..

& then we'll all be back at square one. 

Lonely Planet

Try Again

This Happened to a Friend of a Friend of Mine

A young woman went to her mother and told her about her life and how
things were so hard for her. She did not know how she was going to make it
and wanted to give up, She was tired of fighting and struggling. It seemed
as one problem was solved, a new one arose.

Her mother took her to the kitchen. She filled three pots with water and
placed each on a high fire. Soon the pots came to boil. In the first she
placed carrots, in the second she placed eggs, and in the last she placed
ground coffee beans. She let them sit and boil; without saying a word.
In about twenty minutes she turned off the burners. She fished the
carrots out and placed them in a bowl. She pulled the eggs out and placed
them in a bowl. Then she ladled the coffee out and placed it in a bowl.
Turning to her daughter, she asked, ' Tell me what you see.'
'Carrots, eggs, and coffee,' she replied.

Her mother brought her closer and asked her to feel the carrots. She did
and noted that they were soft. The mother then asked the daughter to take
an egg and break it. After pulling off the shell, she observed the hard
boiled egg

Finally, the mother asked the daughter to sip the coffee. The daughter
smiled as she tasted its rich aroma. The daughter then asked, 'What does it
mean, mother?'

Her mother explained that each of these objects had faced the same
adversity: boiling water. Each reacted differently. The carrot went in
strong, hard, and unrelenting. However, after being subjected to the
boiling water, it softened and became weak The egg had been fragile. Its
thin outer shell had protected its liquid interior, but after sitting
through the boiling water, its inside became hardened. The ground coffee
beans were unique, however. After they were in the boiling water, they had
changed the water.

'Which are you?' she asked her daughter. 'When adversity knocks on your
door, how do you respond? Are you a carrot, an egg or a coffee bean?
Think of this: Which am I? Am I the carrot that seems strong, but with
pain and adversity do I wilt and become soft and lose my strength?
Am I the egg that starts with a malleable heart, but changes with the
heat? Did I have a fluid spirit, but after a death, a break-up, a financial
hardship or some other trial, have I become hardened and stiff? Does my
shell look the same, but on the inside am I bitter and tough with a stiff
spirit and hardened heart?

Or am I like the coffee bean? The bean actually changes the hot water, the very
circumstance that brings the pain. When the water gets hot, it releases the fragrance and
flavour. If you are like the bean, when things are at their worst, you get better and change
the situation around you. When the hour is the darkest and trials are their greatest do you
elevate yourself to another level? How do you handle adversity? Are you a carrot,
an egg or a coffee bean?

May you have enough happiness to make you sweet, enough trials to make
you strong, enough sorrow to keep you human and enough hope to make you
happy.

The happiest of people don't necessarily have the best of everything;
they just make the most of everything that comes a long their way. The
brightest future will always be based on a forgotten past; you can't go
forward in life until you let go of your past failures and heartaches.
When you were born, you were crying and everyone around you was smiling.
Live your life so at the end, you're the one who is smiling and everyone
around you is crying.


Tuesday, March 29, 2011

Some Advice

"When things go wrong as they sometimes will;
When the road you're trudging seems all uphill;
When the funds are low, and the debts are high
And you want to smile, but have to sigh;
When care is pressing you down a bit-
Rest if you must, but do not quit.
Success is failure turned inside out;
The silver tint of the clouds of doubt;
And you can never tell how close you are
It may be near when it seems so far;
So stick to the fight when you're hardest hit-
It's when things go wrong that you must not quit."

It All Comes Back Around


At age 4 success is . . . . not piddling in your pants.

At age 12 success is . . . having friends.

At age 17 success is . . having a driver's license.

At age 35 success is . . . .having money.

At age 50 success is . . . having money.

At age 70 success is . ... . having a drivers license.

At age 75 success is . . . having friends.

At age 80 success is . .. . Not piddling in your pants. 



Monday, March 28, 2011

Yes maybe you're teddy can get more fans that Justin Bieber, but really, who cares?

We have an incessant need to be better than everyone and everything else. Why can't we just be happy to be who we are and not try to bring others down to our level? Facebook is jam-packed with people who want to be the best at something or want to have the most hits, the most friends, the most likes, the most comments. They share their lives.. every detail of them.. with the world to see what the world has to say. We are being put on a stand-still because of our need to share our every thought. We don't move forward because we're too busy looking back and to the side. Look at what I'm doing right now. Not living my life, because I'm too busy writing down a blog post online, which no one will see and yet I still hope that someone someday will see this and read it and comment. Why? Why is our society the way it is?

War.

War created the internet, but no one ever talks about it like that, because they don't want such a 'good thing' to be tainted. If you don't have a cell phone or a computer you won't do anything in your life, right? I wouldn't know, because I haven't experienced it.

The Lady Gaga Philosophy

"When you make music or write or create, it's really your job to have mind-blowing, irresponsible, condomless sex with whatever idea it is you're writing about at the time." –Lady Gaga (who else)


Lady Gaga is like all of us, but inside out. She shows EVERYONE her inner feelings, her inner beast, and her inner child. She is who she is and no one else. Your hate or love for her does not change who she is.



You have the responsibility to do whatever you can with the voice you’re given. ~Anonymous

Sunday, March 27, 2011

Life Advice

Dreams of the Night Variety

I used to have a reoccurring dream where my hands were covered with these furry white moving creatures-type things. No matter what I did they wouldn't come off so I would rub my hands together again and again, because in those seconds that one part of one hand was on top of the other, those things would come off, but once I stopped rubbing they'd grow back.
Similar to the furriness on this child, but it would only grow to a certain point and then stop. 

A few years later I had the dream again. This time I stopped rubbing my hands together. I didn't feel that it was worth it. I gave up and I couldn't figure out if that was because I had given up on doing what I wanted or if I had just decided to live with what life threw at me. It's still something I think about sometimes. What's the difference? Attitude I suppose.

Ice Queen
I told my friend about this dream and she asked if I was the easter bunny- a seemingly random question, but I hadn't told her that this dream was always a nightmare for me.. the furry things on my hands being something I viewed as bad. I never thought of it as a good or interesting thing, it was something that haunted me. Again, attitude is what changes the world.

Now some pictures:

Ninja vs. Penguin bunny

http://www.ninjavspenguin.com/blog/tag/dreams/ <--- interesting blog about a person's dreams