Sunday, May 17, 2015

Final Post of the Year :D

Reading

Growing up, I was that kid who was always reading. During class, on the playground, walking home. Luckily, I got a life. But that doesn't mean I stopped reading or that I started hating it, no, it just toned down a bit. Having a "reading nook" has always been a dream of mine. They look so peaceful and calming and cute and just perfect. It seems like the most amazing place to just completely lose yourself in a magical kingdom or a cozy town or a raging war. I believe that forcing someone to read something that they don't want to is a sin. Yes, a sin. Books are meant to be enjoyed from the heart, but if you don't want to read it then you don't get that extraordinary experience. People who claim they hate books just haven't found the right one. Don't worry, you'll get there, and then there's no going back.

Blogging

10 pm. Sunday night. Guess what's due the next day? Yep, a blog post. That picture up there? Yeah, that's my reaction. It's not that I don't like blogging - well, actually, I don't, but that's not my point - it's just that I'm really bad at keeping up with updating it. I think the best part of putting my thoughts online is that it actually made me think about my thoughts. It made me realize just how weird some of my thoughts are... yeah... my brain is screwed up in some ways... hehe

Freshman Year

Freshman year is a wake-up call; you are a part of this world, this is actually happening, no turning back now. One of the hardest parts about living is living how you want to. As the godly being that is Kurt Cobain - the lead singer of the band Nirvana - said, "I would rather be hated for who I am than loved for who I am not." (This quote is so important to me that I even have it on a shirt.) So many people live their entire life pretending to be something that they are not. They are so afraid of showing their true selves that they hide behind a made-up mask instead (that's a reference to the picture). I don't want to be one of those people. Freshman year is when I actually started to understand and accept myself. Now, the only way to go is up.

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