Wednesday, 14 November 2012
Saturday, 10 November 2012
I don't understand this sense of reality I've managed to forge.
And I'll disappear forever,
And I'll leave this place behind,
Finding comfort under covers,
Shelter beneath closed eyes.
I don't know exactly what that means, but the words came, and I felt an unwavering force telling me to put this somewhere where people can read it, whether they find it or not is their own choice to make.
And I'll leave this place behind,
Finding comfort under covers,
Shelter beneath closed eyes.
I don't know exactly what that means, but the words came, and I felt an unwavering force telling me to put this somewhere where people can read it, whether they find it or not is their own choice to make.
Friday, 9 November 2012
Why so serious?
Begin of blog song: Above The Water- Art of Sleeping
I feel like the way society, and the media has shaped the youth of today has been done in such a way to convince us that if we don't have that perfect high school relationship, or if we're not breaking a few rules, then... I don't want to say that they're telling us that our lives aren't worth living, because they're not. However, at the very least they're moulding us to believe that if our lives are not almost the mirror of our favourite tv protagonist then we are living very boring lives that do nothing but lackluster.
And because of that, when we finally do realize that life doesn't happen like that we don't always find the love of our lives in high school, or that life isn't always some great adventure, we are let down so completely and so utterly that it takes us some time to bounce back from it all. Yet, some of us never seem to get back to that stage where they live their lives freely without other people's idea of how far we should have advanced past a certain stage of our life, and spend the remainder of theirs in search for this "greatness" this "wonder", and before they know it, they've wasted all their time searching for something they thought would make them happy, which in fact just leaves us sort of hollow and empty when we finally realize we could have been doing something so much more with our time.
I guess, what I'm trying to say is that, yes I am a victim of the media's expectations, however instead of sitting around and hoping for something that chances are will not come in this point and time in my life, I am going to enjoy what youth I have left, and revile in my own happiness that I will create by myself with the help of my friends and family. I invite you all to do the same.
- Peace out girl scouts!
End of blog song: I Am Not A Robot.- Marina & The Diamonds
I feel like the way society, and the media has shaped the youth of today has been done in such a way to convince us that if we don't have that perfect high school relationship, or if we're not breaking a few rules, then... I don't want to say that they're telling us that our lives aren't worth living, because they're not. However, at the very least they're moulding us to believe that if our lives are not almost the mirror of our favourite tv protagonist then we are living very boring lives that do nothing but lackluster.
And because of that, when we finally do realize that life doesn't happen like that we don't always find the love of our lives in high school, or that life isn't always some great adventure, we are let down so completely and so utterly that it takes us some time to bounce back from it all. Yet, some of us never seem to get back to that stage where they live their lives freely without other people's idea of how far we should have advanced past a certain stage of our life, and spend the remainder of theirs in search for this "greatness" this "wonder", and before they know it, they've wasted all their time searching for something they thought would make them happy, which in fact just leaves us sort of hollow and empty when we finally realize we could have been doing something so much more with our time.
I guess, what I'm trying to say is that, yes I am a victim of the media's expectations, however instead of sitting around and hoping for something that chances are will not come in this point and time in my life, I am going to enjoy what youth I have left, and revile in my own happiness that I will create by myself with the help of my friends and family. I invite you all to do the same.
- Peace out girl scouts!
End of blog song: I Am Not A Robot.- Marina & The Diamonds
Wednesday, 7 November 2012
Off To Uni For Me!
Begin of blog song- Trouble Is A Friend: Lenka
Today, as a part of a program I'm enrolled in at my local high school, I went to the University of Toronto for a Sociology Lecture. Whilst there, my friends and I realized just how hard it was to keep up with what the professor was saying, especially from where we were sitting (way at the back on the top balcony), so instead we decided to find people in the lecture hall, and guess/create their live stories. This continued until the time we had to leave, and by then we found this couple, Emily a young lady who stays up late reading Jane Austin novels, engaged to be married, and Elliot, a young ambitious boy who owns a golden retriever named Sam. Before we knew it, we were so engrossed in their 'story' that we missed our exit, and got lost in the 'heart' of downtown Toronto.
After google maps failed us (well, we're just really bad at reading maps...) so we asked a lovely old lady from England (who baked her grandchildren cookies in her free time) for directions, that were too hard to follow, resulting in getting us even further lost. Have no fear though! Superman came and saved us! Not really, but someone who could have totally been a superhero in his spare time pointed us in the right direction, and we were able to get home successfully! So, cheers!
Another highlight to my immediate life, is that as I mentioned before, my writers block has finally passed, leaving me room in my buzzing head to create, what I believe to be wonderful stories. Maybe, if you're good I'll leave you lot a snippet of one them. I promise you that my stories are worlds better than my singing! Until next time,
Peace out girl scouts!
End of blog song: Are You Free?- White Rabbits!
Today, as a part of a program I'm enrolled in at my local high school, I went to the University of Toronto for a Sociology Lecture. Whilst there, my friends and I realized just how hard it was to keep up with what the professor was saying, especially from where we were sitting (way at the back on the top balcony), so instead we decided to find people in the lecture hall, and guess/create their live stories. This continued until the time we had to leave, and by then we found this couple, Emily a young lady who stays up late reading Jane Austin novels, engaged to be married, and Elliot, a young ambitious boy who owns a golden retriever named Sam. Before we knew it, we were so engrossed in their 'story' that we missed our exit, and got lost in the 'heart' of downtown Toronto.
After google maps failed us (well, we're just really bad at reading maps...) so we asked a lovely old lady from England (who baked her grandchildren cookies in her free time) for directions, that were too hard to follow, resulting in getting us even further lost. Have no fear though! Superman came and saved us! Not really, but someone who could have totally been a superhero in his spare time pointed us in the right direction, and we were able to get home successfully! So, cheers!
Another highlight to my immediate life, is that as I mentioned before, my writers block has finally passed, leaving me room in my buzzing head to create, what I believe to be wonderful stories. Maybe, if you're good I'll leave you lot a snippet of one them. I promise you that my stories are worlds better than my singing! Until next time,
Peace out girl scouts!
End of blog song: Are You Free?- White Rabbits!
Tuesday, 6 November 2012
It's Been A Long Time Since I've Been Around.
Hey folks, how has it been? If you're wondering why I haven't been posting often, it's because I haven't been getting enough sleep.... and I'm lazy. So to put it this way, lazy+ lack of sleep= no topics to write about= no posts. Sorry lovelies, I'll try to get back on track! :)
Saturday, 3 November 2012
2 fucking AM.
Dear sister,
the next time you knock on my window in the middle of the fucking night because your drunk/high/irresponsible ass is locked outside, I will leave you there. I've explained to you multiple times that the amount of sleep I get per night is at the least five hours, and that's on a fucking good night. No, we are not cool, fuck you.
The next time you keep me up until the wee hours of the night because of your drunk/high/irresponsible ass, I will make sure to wake your dumbass up every fucking morning for a fucking week, whenever the fuck it is that I fucking wake up. Why? Refer to paragraph 1.
The next time you ask to borrow something of mine, I will tell you no, go fuck yourself. No I won't. For the simple reason that on Halloween this year, you asked to borrow my umbrella and left it outside your friends house, even though it was raining all of this week, and when asked to get it back your reply was, "Oh yeah, I left it outside of my friends house, I'll get it for you later today." and then when questioned about it two fucking days later you told me, "I haven't been to her house all week! I told you where it is, get it yourself!" Yeah, that was fucked up. I really liked that umbrella.
The next time you so much as look my way, I will flip you the bird. Why? Because fuck you, that's why. Again, no I won't.
From,
me.
ps. I lied to you when I said I didn't get anything at the mall yesterday, I got a top and a pack of earrings, I just didn't want to hear you ask to borrow and then lose/destroy my things again. Lol, #pety.
pss. Fuck you.
the next time you knock on my window in the middle of the fucking night because your drunk/high/irresponsible ass is locked outside, I will leave you there. I've explained to you multiple times that the amount of sleep I get per night is at the least five hours, and that's on a fucking good night. No, we are not cool, fuck you.
The next time you keep me up until the wee hours of the night because of your drunk/high/irresponsible ass, I will make sure to wake your dumbass up every fucking morning for a fucking week, whenever the fuck it is that I fucking wake up. Why? Refer to paragraph 1.
The next time you ask to borrow something of mine, I will tell you no, go fuck yourself. No I won't. For the simple reason that on Halloween this year, you asked to borrow my umbrella and left it outside your friends house, even though it was raining all of this week, and when asked to get it back your reply was, "Oh yeah, I left it outside of my friends house, I'll get it for you later today." and then when questioned about it two fucking days later you told me, "I haven't been to her house all week! I told you where it is, get it yourself!" Yeah, that was fucked up. I really liked that umbrella.
The next time you so much as look my way, I will flip you the bird. Why? Because fuck you, that's why. Again, no I won't.
From,
me.
ps. I lied to you when I said I didn't get anything at the mall yesterday, I got a top and a pack of earrings, I just didn't want to hear you ask to borrow and then lose/destroy my things again. Lol, #pety.
pss. Fuck you.
Friday, 2 November 2012
November 2, 2012
Today,
today, I found out that it was The Day Of The Dead, or El Día del Muerto/ All Souls Day. Today, I also found out that my grandmother passed away. Today, I have learned a lot of things, but once again I haven't quite figured out how to cope with death.
Today wasn't the worst day ever, it wasn't even okay. Today I had fun at the mall with my friends. Today, once again I feel guilty for not being able to feel anything over the loss of a family member.
(Sorry if there are a lot of typos, I don't know... yeah...) fixed it
today, I found out that it was The Day Of The Dead, or El Día del Muerto/ All Souls Day. Today, I also found out that my grandmother passed away. Today, I have learned a lot of things, but once again I haven't quite figured out how to cope with death.
Today wasn't the worst day ever, it wasn't even okay. Today I had fun at the mall with my friends. Today, once again I feel guilty for not being able to feel anything over the loss of a family member.
(Sorry if there are a lot of typos, I don't know... yeah...) fixed it
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