Thursday, December 25, 2008

Live and Die.

"Life isn't about the breaths you take, it's about the moments that take your breath away". -Anonymous.

Every day someone is born and someone dies. It's the circle/cycle of life. People who are scared of death are really scared of feeling the coldness. The coldness which entraps your entire body, with the emptying of the mind, and the beating of the heart stopping. If you spend everyday waiting for yourself to die, then you'll never be able to live each day as if it's your last day on earth.


Cherish your life. Live your life to the fullest. Those are a couple of main guidelines that people these days try to live by. Do they really live their life though? Do they take value to it? Being born as an infany no less then 1 foot and a half, to a pre-teen, then a teenager, and finally an adult. People throw away their lives everyday not caring. People take away as many lives that is needed. But people also give life to as many of those who need and want it. I may not be staying on track, so give me a second. . . . .

I have no more thoughts on this because I want you to think. You know how reading a blog usually is written of all thoughts and comments, and you're usually like blown away by this in depth thinking? Well, I want you to try be blown away on your thoughts on life and death. Every person has a different perspective on living and dying. I want you to unwind your mind and let your thoughts flow.

My last thought;
Live every day as if that's your last day to live, so when you die, you know you have lived your life.

Sunday, December 21, 2008

Missed Chances and Lost Opportunities.

In life we are provided with many decisions and choices. I think those things shape our lives. It's our own place to shape our life. When an opportunity is offered, make sure to accept it and use it to the best of your advantage. It could change your life and be one of those things that make you smile when you wake up. I mean, everyday we are provided with chances and opportunities. They're everywhere! In choosing our friends, what toothpaste to use, what answer to write on a test, whether you believe in yourself or not, and most importantly what's number one or two in your heart, mind, and soul.

To miss a chance is mind-messing. For example, if there's something you need to say or do, and you choose not to do it... You might be spending the rest of your life wondering what would've happened if you did what you needed to do. It's called a regret. At the same time though, a regret is a lesson not learned. I may be confusing, but think about it. Let's name a daily problem; going out with someone. If it was a nasty breakup with many hardships and difficulties, then in the end you regretted it, did you not learn anything? In most cases, there is a gain and a loss. You wouldn't want to spend your whole time thinking of what could be different because what's done is done. You are who you are today with the chances you took and lost.

When losing an opportunity, it could be felt as maybe yourself feeling like a loser. You might make some bad excuses or commit to problems than taking your opportunity. When it shows up unexpectedly out of your life, weigh your options, take your chance, make this occasion last. You never know... Losing out on something could lead to sadness, anger at self, depression, regret, sorrow, and maybe even heartache.

There's not much to say now. Except now I'm thinking of the only two regrets I have tried to let go in my head; ditching the gifted program of 3rd grade, and never telling my one first love how I felt. The first one had no gain. I was in the gifted program for one semester, but I quit and went back to regular because it was too difficult for me and I felt lonely. I was such a kid at that time. When I went back to my old school regular education, I already learned everything that they were just looking into. I spent most of my free time writing sentences in cursive and practicing multiplication/division/subtraction/addition. I felt real smart though in front of all those kids that they looked to me. I could've benefited so much if only I stayed dedicated to that program. But I did learn something; always be dedicated to all that you do and never quit.

My second regret was a time of all those negative feelings I listed earlier. I'm still provided with so many chances even today to tell him. I remember what he told me when we were close friends, "It's all about the perfect time and place, but even though the wait is long, in the end it's always worth it". Although we don't speak to each anymore, he's one of the biggest effects on who I am today and how I see things. I hope that one day I could just say "thank you".

This is the end to my blog. I've been writing a lot while being stuck at home watching Japanese Anime and Drama. Haha. It's a good way to spend my time. Well, I hope that no one ever gives up on their dreams or wishes, and that when something is given right in front of you, that you won't just reject it.

Because you never know.

Wednesday, December 17, 2008

Normality, what a killer?

I don't know why it frustrates me... I'm M**** N**** M*****. I'm one of a kind. A unique chicka. Yet how is it that I am not satisfied with that? I guess what I'm trying to say is that I wish that I could be normal for once. To be seen as normal. Not the wicket, weird, sweet, rad, kind girl I am, but someone that could be viewed as a girl. A girl who has a sense of being like everyone else.



You probably might think, "Being different is good. What the heck?", it is! Believe me, I know! It's what I've been working towards me whole life; to be different, but a good kind of different which I have achieved. Everything about me is unique. I can't explain why this pains my mind in a way... I guess I secretly want to be like everyone else. I don't think there's anyone in the world who likes being themselves unless they're living THE life.



Now, this is me wondering what it's like to be like everyone else. It's actually quite different because everyone is different. We live in a world, universe, and time where there is never that one person who is exactly like you. That's a good and bad thing I guess.



Maybe I don't want to be like everyone else. What are some things that I wish were like everyone else?... I wish that I had a trendsetting style. Like I looked glamorous in a way that would make me feel pretty, but I know that's kind of bad in a way because that would bring up conceitedness and vainness and I don't want to be like that kind of girl. I wish that I had the brain of a super genius. It would be as if I was the first woman Albert Einstein because the power of knowledge if not a gift, but an ability. Though that would make me too brainy that I would forget about other important things. Then that means being above average is the awesomest ever. I wish that I have enough money to buy things when I need to. Then I wouldn't have to feel sorry or pity for myself and feel poor. On the otherhand, if I always had money, then I'd be used to spending and become a compulsive shopper and buyer... That would be bad. Having money at all times seems to be a bad idea. I wish that I could be the best friend everyone's ever wanted. I try my best... and hope that I'm doing a good job. Sometimes I feel as if it's just nothing. What if I'm not good enough for that kind of standard? One of my crazy impulses are to make sure everyone's happy even if it has nothing to do with my happiness. I don't see a downside to seeing other people happy except that at times... I may not be happy.



This topic of wanting to feel normal... really has changed my view on quite a lot of things. Haha. I know that it's hard for me to stay on topic, but I'm glad that I"m starting to be able to write my thoguhts down clearly.

Freezing and Burning.

How can I explain this from what is happening around me? I thought that my heart's been like a fire all this time. Either burning because it's angered or because it's been made with coal and care. Or my heart could be freezing from being black and ice or stilled to a quiet place. I have no idea what I'm suppose to be doing. I'm so clueless and irresponsible of my actions. Why can't I be nothing? Forget this, I can't even write down what is buried in my heart. Either because it's burning and hurts too much to interpret or because it cold and still to dig deep within.

I hope one day I could be at peace, still, and heart beating, to its warmth and frozen ice.

Water and fire.