In case you guys missed out on the hundreds of movies on television and the countless holiday commercials, Christmas is upon us. It is that time of the year when people go out and empty their checking accounts and let the road rage flow. The social gatherings begin and the competition of decorating starts.
I have no problem with buying gifts, decorating, and sitting back and watching Elf. In fact, I love it! But for some reason, I just feel like Christmas doesn’t mean what it use to. I feel like we have forgotten the joy that Christmas brings. Now Christmas stresses out most people! And stores use it as a way to earn an extra buck. And it is so sad to see.
So this Christmas, I hope to see more people bring back the joy. Go out and buy a present for a charity. Snuggle up in your pajamas and watch The Grinch. Go have a snowball fight with a group of kids. Go drive around and look at Christmas lights while jamming to your favorite Christmas songs on the radio. Christmas is a time that should be spent with those we love and care about. It isnt about getting presents, but spreading peace and joy.
And don’t forget what the wise Buddy the Elf said, ” The best way to spread Christmas cheer is singing loud for all to hear” :)
So go out and make the difference :)
Ya know, it really bothers me when people settle and live a boring life. I sit back and see the typical American go everyday doing the same job and live a life on constant repeat. Where is the fun in that? I dont mean to sound critical if that is the life they want to live because everyone is different. But as for me, I am a dreamer. A big one at that. I figure there is over 7 billion people in this world, why not try to meet as many as possible?
My mother doesn’t get this. She doesn’t understand why I just dont want to be an accountant, make steady money, and work regular business hours. Don’t get me wrong, my mother supports me 100% but there are times when she just doesn’t get my thinking. And that’s okay! I dont expect her to, and I dont expect most people to. You see it takes a dreamer to know a dreamer. It takes a person who wants to see the world to understand a person that wants the same. At the end of my life I dont want to sit back and say how I wish I had done this or I wish I had done that. I want to be able to look back on life with a smile and be like, “Wow, I lived a good life.” Notice I said a good life. Not a wealthy one. People often mistake things like goodness and happiness for the word money but they don’t mean the same thing at all. In the words of Never Shout Never at his concert, “Money burns.”
Moving on from the money rant.
I want to live a good life that is full of adventure. I want to live in other countries and experience other cultures instead of having to read about them. I understand that I will need a job because obviously you need money to travel. I’m not stupid. But I also never want to be a workaholic. I want to have a family and be an awesome father. A father that reads their children bedtime stories rather then staying up working on a work project. A father that goes to his childrens soccer games instead of putting in extra hours at the office. I want to meet different people and hear their stories. I want to do and see as many things as possible. Yes, this post may be the confession of a boy with wild dreams and hopes. And it very well may be. But all I know is that we live in a beautiful world that is diverse with people and rich in history and I don’t want to waste a single second by not enjoying it.
So I just deactivated my Facebook account. Why? Because for several reasons actually.
1. Facebook is just complicated these days. Remember when it was cool? And all you did was update a status and poke people? Yes, those were the days. Or how awesome of a feeling was it when you got a piece of flair from someone?! But now you have no clue what is a current update, and you can share things. Excuse me, did you say share things? Yes, yes I did. You know that thing we love to do on Tumblr called “Reblog”? Well now, you can do it Facebook and to be honest…it’s kinda lame.
2. Facebook is for people who need social recognition. The status update has become a competition of creativity, wit, and intelligence. Ignorant people post quotes by authors of whom they never had read their work. They try to sound smart and be intellectual when in all reality, they aren’t. You may say, wow that is harsh. And to some degree it is, but it’s still true. Another ways people have to get their “Likes” is by checking in at Starbucks or some other popular establishment and then they caption it with, “Mmm…I love my pumpkin spice latte!! yummy yummy yummmm!!” Since when did you think it was cool to sound like you’re from the Real Housewives?
3. This is going to sound major lame but we are ALL guilty of it and that is…having to see your ex with someone else. Don’t judge, we all do it. And we all know how much it sucks to see that person you loved with all your heart all over someone else. And then they write on each others walls about how great they are? Please do me a favor and stop twisting the knife in my back which you placed there!!
You may be reading this and thinking, wow…this kid sounds like a hater! And maybe I am, but you still have to agree that these are all valid reasons. I would post my reasons as to why I love Tumblr but the list could go on and on. I will briefly state that I do love it here. Tumblr is like a community for all of us socially awkward people who are aren’t the life of a party, aren’t on the top of the dating list, but we do have the brightest imaginations in the world. It’s a place where I feel like I can post anything and everything without being judged. It’s a place where I have met people and established friendships that I consider closer then those I have known my whole life.
So yes, Tumblr > Facebook
Remember when as a kid you opened up a box of cereal and all you cared about was getting that cheap toy at the bottom? And when you did get it, you thought you had just discovered some treasure of an ancient civilization! Or remember how your favorite day of the week was Saturday because you sat around in your sweat pants and watched hours upon hours of cartoons. You ate fruit snacks, drank Capri Suns and didnt have one care in the world! You believed in the magic of Disney and that one day you would live happily ever after! As a girl, if a boy tried to touch you, you would run away screaming! Or maybe even give him a slap. As kids we would rush through meals and eat everything infront of us JUST so we could go play in the Playplace at McDonalds. We would go to Chuck E Cheese and spend so much money to win ourselves some temporary tattoo.
But then, some of us grew up.
And now we no longer love the little things in life. We think that we are to “Cool” for certain things now. Animated movies are for children, playgrounds are lame, and playing kick ball is for losers. Now girls let boys touch them because after all, “He said he loved me.” And the boys who once jumped into their mothers arms are now out degrading women. Now, instead of wanting Saturday morning to get here we dread it because we suffer from a hangover. And now when we go out to eat we barely touch our food in fear of gaining weight.
Does this not break your heart?
It does mine. And I write now to remind you: Dont ever grow up. Stay a child at heart. Don’t give in to the cruelness of this world. Be strong! Love the little things in life because those are things that truly do brings joy. Watch cartoons, play in the fields, and chase your dream. Don’t let a boyfriend or girlfriend rob you of your values and joy. Don’t let society place you in a mold. Be care free. Be young at heart. And don’t ever forget to smile :)
When two people love each other they basically become the core existence of each other. My ex meant the world to me. She made me smile, I got excited every time I saw her, and she literally made life worth living. She had nice blonde hair, amazing blue eyes, and a smile that was brighter then a clear night sky. She was my best friend and I wanted to do everything possible to make her happy.
But then…things went wrong.
The girl I had grown to love and care for was slowly starting to break my heart. The heart I had given to her was now the heart she was breaking. There were painful words exchanged by both of us and all I was left with were eyes full of tears and an empty chest.
How? Why? What went wrong?
Tonight I messaged a follower about being heart broken and we were able to relate very well with each other. We both knew the pain of what it feels like to have that person you love leave you. But then I told her the fact that I came to realize myself. And that is:
“They don’t deserve us”
Why? Because somebody who loves you isn’t going to break your heart. Someone who loves you is going to cause you to cry at times, but then will come back and be the shoulder on which you cry. Someone who loves you is going to return all the love that you give them and it will be beautiful.
So this one is for the broken who may or may not be reading this. This is to say that there is someone out there who is worth your love and when you find them it will be the best decision of your life.
And to the jerks and tramps who break the hearts…
Remember when you were a child and you would color outside the lines without a care in the world? People would look at your pictures and say, “Oh wow those are beautiful!” When in all reality it was a mess. But then you started getting older and you noticed other kids colored inside the lines. You felt the need to be like them so you kept that crayon from going past the line determined by others. You felt so proud because now your work looked beautiful and you were coloring just like everyone else. But that’s the thing. You were doing it because it was expected of you to do it that way.
Why am I saying this?
I am saying this because society has handed us a coloring sheet and they expect us to color inside the lines. They have set the standard of what is beautiful, intelligent, and expected. Anything less is tossed to the side and overlooked. And we have found ourselves coloring the pictures of our life based on the lines that society has provided. We look into the mirror and ask ourselves if we are pretty enough. We stand on the scales and ask if we are skinny enough. We look at report cards and ask if we are smart enough. We have become enslaved to the standards and I am writing to tell you:
Throw the lines out the window
Each and every person is beautiful in their own way. Within us flows the same red blood that is within every human. We are our own standard. We shouldn’t be forced to be anything but ourselves. We should be able to look a certain way without a care in the world.
But do you?
Do you color in the lines that are set by society?
Or do you create your own piece of art.
That beautiful piece of art called, SELF.
Okay, so some of you guys like my more personal post and I think that is totally cool. So I decided to create this blog and make it be strictly writing. No pictures, videos, gifs, or anything. Strictly my thoughts on life, love, and whatever else I want to write about. This is going to become more of a virtual written journal. So instead of scrolling through my archives to find my text post now I can have one blog dedicated to writing. I hope you continue to follow my other blog and of course, you follow this one as well! I love writing so I am excited about this :) ALSO!! Please feel free to comment, suggest topics, or message! I love hearing from you guys :)