30 November 2011

Stolen from allisonwonderland.

The only thing you have control over in this life is yourself.
If you want to see a change, make the change.
If you want to be different, be different.
If you want to be happier, start now.
But stop complaining.
Complaining doesn't change anything.
It doesn't fix anything.
And all it does is bring down those around you.
Feel your feelings.
Own up to your emotions.
Vent if you need to get them off your chest.
But if you want to gain control of a situation,
you're going to have to alter the way you think.
If you don't want it to be awkward, don't act awkward.
If you want to be more confident, fake it till you make it.
If you want more friends, be friendlier.
If someone makes you mad, decide to get over it.
Nobody is controlling you.
Nobody is your puppet-master.
And so if you want something to happen,
you're gonna have to do it yourself.
If you are easily wounded, toughen up.
If you aren't getting what you want, change your thinking.
Don't let the lives of others affect you so much.
Maybe that person IS a bad person,
but their choices shouldn't have any weight in you dictating yours.
Stop complaining.
I am so sick of hearing people complain.
FYI, there's nothing you can't do
and be
and see
and feel
and hear
and become.
Get over yourself.
Stop holding yourself back.
Stop being passive in your life.
Brush the dirt off the chip in your shoulder and go do something about it.

28 November 2011

5 Years Time.

Oh well in five years time we could be walking round a zoo
With the sun shining down over me and you
And there’ll be love in the bodies of the elephants too
And I’ll put my hands over your eyes, but you’ll peep through

And there’ll be sun sun sun
All over our bodies
And sun sun sun
All down our necks
And sun sun sun
All over our faces
And sun sun sun

So what the heck

Cause I’ll be laughing at all your silly little jokes
And we’ll be laughing about how we used to smoke
All those stupid little cigarettes
And drink stupid wine
Cause it’s what we needed to have a good time

And it was fun fun fun
When we were drinking
It was fun fun fun
When we were drunk
And it was fun fun fun
When we were laughing
It was fun fun fun
Oh it was fun

Oh well I look at you and say
It’s the happiest that I’ve ever been
And I’ll say I no longer feel I have to be James Dean
And she’ll say
Yeah well I feel all pretty happy too
And I’m always pretty happy when I’m just kicking back with you

And it’ll be
Love love love
All through our bodies
And love love love
All through our minds
And it be Love love love
All over her face
And Love love love
All over mine


Although maybe all these moments are just in my head
I’ll be thinking ‘bout them as I’m lying in bed
And all that I believe might never really come true
But in my mind I’m havin’ a pretty good time with you

Oh

Five years time
I might not know you
Five years time
We might not speak
Oh
In five years time
We might not get along
In five years time
You might just prove me wrong

Oh there’ll be love love love
Wherever you go
There’ll be love love love
Wherever you go
There’ll be love love love
Wherever you go
There’ll be love love love
Wherever you go
There’ll be love love love
Wherever you go
There’ll be love love love
Wherever you go
There’ll be love love love

Wherever you go, there’ll be love

27 November 2011

That one time at Girls State Camp..

Standing up for what you believe in is beautiful.
Even if it's a sacrifice.

The Giving of Thanks.

My Thanksgiving weekend was crazy and absolutely wonderful.
Thursday, I woke up to cinnamon rolls and watched Harry Potter and The Deathly Hallows: Part 2!
Then, I attempted to cook, and watched my mom cook, because I can't really cook at all.
Finally, I sat down with my two wonderful brothers, beautiful mother, and hilarious uncle to eat.
It was different than any Thanksgiving I remember, but it was nice. No one yelled at me. No one told me what to do. No one. After we gorged ourselves on food, we packed our bags and drove up to Seattle.
A lovely night was spent with my loverly family followed by watching the Macy's Parade the next day, then seeing everyone from the WHS Band in the food court at Westfield.
I love those kids. After our adventures in Seattle ended, I came home, unpacked, and repacked to head for the ocean. Typical Ocean shenanigans ensued, including beach frolicking, hot-tubbing, and mass amounts of home-made food. I love the ocean, I do and I always have, but without my mom there, it felt different and hollow. I came home from the ocean yesterday afternoon, then headed to my grandma's house with my two brothers for more feasting(I probably gained ten pounds this weekend.) Overall, this weekend was great, but my mom wasn't allowed to come to two of those places for various reasons, and to say this rather bluntly, I think that's B.S. Divorce, Religion, whatever. I just think it's stupid and I know if we were in Georgia, she would have been invited to my aunt's for Thanksgiving, and my grandparents. And guess what?!?! She's not even related to them! But they call her family. I realize every one's family is messed up, but my mom is the most beautiful person I know, and she deserves to be somewhere she is loved and accepted, and her past mistakes are forgiven. I'm thankful for my family here, but I'm ready to be somewhere new. Or I guess you could say, ready to go back home.
I've applied to Auburn University.
Next up, Florida State U Application.
Homeward Bound.


20 November 2011

On Happiness.

Promise me you'll do something for yourself.
Something you want to do without fear that you'll be going at it alone.
Promise me you'll make it happen, even if I can't be your reason.
Because, if I'm seeking happiness and doing what I want, that isn't medical school.
I'm not even sure if it's college.
I want to travel.
I want to love people.
I want to change the world.
I don't need money or a degree to do that.
AND, i'm in touch with a fantastic program called Surfing the Nations that will enable me to make all these "wants" come true.
"So, please, please, please.
Let me, Let me, Let me.
Let me get what I want this time."

18 November 2011

I wish I could save everyone.

It pains me that you have to go through this and hurt so badly.
I want to cry for you, because this is not how it should be.
Gah, I feel like it was me that was broken up with.
Maybe in waiting for the right guy, God's just saved me a lot of pain.
Yup, that must be it.

17 November 2011

Dedication.

Remember that one party where we watched Yes, Man in my front yard?
Well, I'm the girl form of Jim Carey and lack the ability to say no.
I realized it today, and I documented the next 3 times I said yes, when I really wanted to say no.
Can I copy your paper?
Yes.
Can you work on this after school(even thouhg I'm aware of your busy life)?
Yes.
Can you drop everything you're doing, miss all your classes, and do what I want you to do?
NO!
I don't like being stretched thin and I hate being used.
So, when my favorite teacher in the whole world asked me what I want to do when I grow up, the first thing that came to my mind was theatre.
I love theatre.
I think it loves me too.
For reasons you'd never understand.
This favorite red-headed teacher of mine smiled and asked if she could give me a piece of advice.
I assured her that her guidance was much appreciated.
She told me to go for a teaching degree in theatre, because I can use that in a lot of places, unlike a performance degree.
It's not set in stone, and I'm still not sure where I'll be in a few years, but I know this.
When I fill out my college applications and put all my extracurriculars, the only box I check yes for wanting to be involved with in college is theatre. That's speaks.
Someone hold me to it.