Monday, March 28, 2011

Oh Darling

If you have not heard of Plug In Stereo, I'm here to change that.

You can thank me later after you've watched this video.



Hmph.

I sort of miss my friends.

I hate how things change. How one thing happens, and then suddenly your friends are different.

I haven't had anything even slightly resembling a deep conversation with a gal pal in I don't know how long.

The sad truth is, I don't think they even care.

I can't talk about future plans involving marital stuff because they get "grossed out" and won't listen.

If I say anything at all nice about Ryan, I get attitude or mock revolt which I think is actually only partially meant in a teasing way.

No one outside of Ryan or my family knows about anything going on in my life.

No one outside of them knows what I'm thinking or what I'm feeling, really.

They don't know about any of my future plans or about anything going on at work.

They don't know what all I've been doing to grow myself up a bit.

They don't know anything about me anymore.

Maybe this is part of growing up?

If so, it sucks.

Friday, March 25, 2011

Small World...

"All the lonely people, where do they all come from? All the lonely people, where do they all belong?" -The Beatles Eleanor Rigby

This song, though discovered only a few weeks ago, ALWAYS makes me think about how amazing fate really is when it comes to people.

It blows my mind to think that there is someone out there for everyone. Every single one of us has a "certain someone". What's sad is that some of us may never find that one, but still; They're THERE. I don't just mean boy/girl relationships, either. I'm talking about friends too.

As mean as it is, it doesn't actually seem possible for there to be someone for everyone. The honest truth is, it's hard to believe that the one person you can't stand has people that like to hang out with them. Sounds harsh, but am I wrong?

God is absolutely brilliant(totally dumb and obvious thing to say, i know). Think about it; Everyone has a different personality, and yet we can make friends. God gave us the abilities to get along with people, to socialize with them, to build relationships, and so much more.

He puts people in our lives for a reason. I don't believe that anyone is simply just "there". Every single person in your life is there to provide some type of influence whether it be good or bad.

If we have bad people in our lives, I think we should think of them in one of two ways. Either they are in our lives so we can help them or they are there to test us. It makes sense if you think about it...

This is sort of a botched up post, but oh well. Hopefully I've gotten a small portion of my thoughts out well enough to be understood.

Wednesday, March 23, 2011

Attention, anyone?

Does anyone read this blog anymore? I feel like I'm talking to myself, which seems to be a common thing for me lately...

POTATO!

FLATS!

MUSIC!

HUFFLEPUFF!

SNICKERDOODLES!

SUPERCALIFRAGILISTICEXPIALIDOCIOUS!

I totally just spelled that correctly without any help from Google...

Sigh.

Goodnight, world.


Sunday, March 20, 2011

Some thoughts

An interesting thought popped into my mind earlier today. It wasn't anything particularly mind blowing, but I found it worthy of a blog post. The thought was this.

"If I were to die RIGHT NOW, what could people say I had accomplished in life?"

It's such an intriguing thought! I'm only 18, but what all do I feel as though I've accomplished? What am I proud of doing? What do I want people to remember me for?

Is there anything that I've done that has inspired anyone? That's actually a really big thing for me; I want to be someone's inspiration. I want to be THAT person, the person you can look up to and go to for help, because you know that they'll ALWAYS be there for you. I want to be a good role model, the one who stands out because of the things I do. Maybe that's shooting a bit high...but then again, maybe it's not.

Would anyone remember me for being a good friend? How about for being a good Christian example? Would they remember the good things first or the bad? Would they first remember that I was a moody person? Would they, upon hearing of my death, instantly recall a time where I wasn't being the best I could be?

This is mostly just a post of questions, but I don't think that's a bad thing. Maybe we should all ponder a bit about things like that, about what we've accomplished and what we haven't. Life is simply too unpredictable and short to laze around and do nothing. I believe that we should get out there and LIVE as best we can. Live like there's no tomorrow, because you never know that there WILL be a tomorrow. We should enjoy what we have, but strive for more. No settling, no wasting time, and no regrets.

Ambition, people. The world needs more ambition.

Sunday, March 13, 2011

"Hey Baldie!"

I am in love with The Dick Van Dyke show.

I love everything about it! I love the personalities, the time period, the clothes, the situations, the humor, the theme song...everything about it makes me happy.

I think my life would be close to complete if I were to meet Dick Van Dyke before he dies. At 84, he's still got every bit the charm that he did in his 30s and I actually really admire that.

So, meeting Mr Van Dyke. New addition to my life goal list? I'm thinking yes.

A Rather Secret Post

If my friend can be brave enough to post what she really thinks, then I can too.

Sometimes, I get depressed. I'm not talking "Oh, I'm down in the dumps today." I'm talking full out "Why me? Why am I even here?" days. On those days, life is seemingly pointless.

Sometimes I'll feel like I have no true friends; None that actually care about what's going on in my life. None that miss me while they or I am away. None that really NEED me.

Sometimes I'll feel super lonely and sad, just because I'm not doing anything. That's part of why I love working so much. It's something to do and it makes me feel useful and needed.

I often doubt my usefulness to others. I don't know why. There's just something inside my head that just makes me start second guessing my self worth. I have to have some sort of encouragement everyday that I am worth something, or else I'll start thinking emo thoughts or create crazy scenarios in my head.

"Would such and such miss me if I were to die? I wonder who would drop everything to come visit me in the hospital? Who outside of my family really cares about me?"

I know it's dumb to think any of those things. Heck, it's dumb to feel down at all. Not only do I have family and a few close friends who really do care for me, I also have a GOD who loves me more than I can ever know.

He needs me, He has a purpose for me, and He is always there for me no matter what.

I just need to be better at remembering that.