Day PC Day 10 - What do you appreciate most about your current situation?
/deep exhale
Well. Hahaha. 2013, like I said forever ago, stinks. Like. Just. Outright sucks.
One after another after another, the universe has been throwing crap at me and I am trying soooo hard to get out of it. It’s stressful. My situation — though blissful and a blessing — some days really pisses me off. Because things have been piling up and I have to deal with something old or something new every other day.
But as much as I’d love a break from it all, what stops me is knowing that I can’t fail myself. I don’t like putting things on hold or thinking to myself “I’ll figure it out later”. It’s there NOW so I choose to deal with it NOW. However, for others…
I asked every day for God to grant me some patience and oh how he has bestowed upon me a plethora of things to be patient about. So I wait. And I rely on His strength to push me through the remainder of these things and this year.
What do I appreciate about my situation? Everything — that it exists. Challenges and bumps are merely just opportunities you are given to prove how amazing you are and He is.
I am SO ready for this semester to burn up in flames.
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To all my artists because I know we all struggle with inspiration. Sometimes, inspiration comes from the action of doing rather than thinking of doing.
(Source: natashakline, via theflabbergaster)
PC Day 09 - Tell us of a person that changed your life.
A couple of things happened that stopped me from posting this — laptop issues. Then I finally finished and I just left it here to sit and simmer, not sure what exactly what I was waiting for. Anyway:
So I’m one of those people who believe that every single person who walks into your life plays a role in it, even though it’s not always apparent. I’ve written about it many a time before (and I’m rehashing a bit of an old blog here) but no matter what happens and how shitty the situation or person, there is a lesson in each and every one.
From my father, who taught me that people will let you down and that anger is the worst form of poison. To that asshole exboyfriend who taught me that love is blind and that some people can really fuck you up inside and out. To that one in-law who taught me that you can’t always trust everyone you meet. To my niece who taught me that something amazing can come from from something shitty. To my bro who taught me that fighting for your passions is much better than letting it die. To my bud who taught me that sometimes, you just gotta relax and smell those fucking roses.
A couple of years ago, I fell amazingly in love with someone who ended up reminding me all these things and more. He taught me how to be patient. How to love and be loved. And that nothing is ever what it seems nor will anything ever turn out the way you think it will (the “joys of spontaneity” as I call it).
“…he teaches me that people at some point in your life will let you down and disappoint you. That you will get lonely and that someone is going to break your heart and that love can blind you. That you have to be careful about everything you do. That not everything is rainbows and butterflies. But he teaches me that something good can always come out of something shitty, that there is always a rainbow after every hurricane. That it’s okay to follow your gut and be impulsive. That the best things really do come from spontaneity. That it’s all right to go a little crazy sometimes. That sometimes you gotta just relax and smell the roses…” (Nov. 2011)
“I will always know you as the one who helped me learn how to love myself. Who made it easy for me to love others. Who taught me that people are genuinely beautiful, myself included. You encouraged my fascination of the world. Fascination for knowledge. For music. For film. For art. You never expected any less of me when it came to my dreams — always telling me to follow them. And if for any reason I couldn’t succeed in something, you always made sure that I didn’t beat myself up over it; it helped me to strive for better results for a next time.” (Dec. 2011)
Two months ago, I told him that a part of me — a part of who I am — exists because of him and it holds so much more truth than he could ever believe. If only he could just really see that.
“Each affects the other, and the other affects the next, and the world is full of stories, but the stories are all one.” — The Five People You Meet in Heaven
And in a sense, that means that all these lessons and all these people — whether they’re staying for just now or for ever — you carry with you for the rest of your life. And I know I will. Forever and always.
When the mirrors and the lights and the smoke clear
I’d never guess how we ever could have got here
My birthday is coming up and I’m about to hit decade number two of my life and I’m just looking at myself, wondering if this is where I wanted to be by the time I got here.
No, I’m not. But it’s better than what I thought I wanted. So much better. I’ve ended up getting farther and growing stronger and becoming better in so many more ways than I thought I would. I’ve got projects on the way in the passion I’ve always known; film. I’m writing like my life depended on it — my paycheck does at least. And I’m doing everything I can to make sure the people I love know it and that they deserve it, in the most “subtlest” ways possible.
It’s not what I wanted, no. But it’s better. I’ve been blessed with more than I could have ever imagined four years ago. My life is full of love and passion and more amazing things to count. And every day, I’m trying to become the person who deserves it as well as share all my love and passion with the people who I care most about. Trying. Every day, I’m trying. Trying to achieve my own form of celebrity status.
I’m trying, I’m trying, I’m trying.
Okay, so I’ve been kind of REALLY MIA.
I know I usually do a random reblog every other week or whatever. I’ve been majorly busy still. Tumblr just ain’t keeping up with me. Plus Tumblr is kind of my surface blog, seeing as one too many people know my real name. ;)
ANYWAY, I still haven’t finished my personal challenge so excuse me for a bit while I reread the latest one and put it up. I don’t know if I’ll continue the challenge because I really don’t have the time at all anymore. I’m just a dreamer carrying on her dreams and I barely have time for friends who aren’t in my immediate presence anymore. -___-“
BUT: ONWARD!
PC Day 08 - Describe an important event that changed your life.
For the last few days I have been sitting around, trying to figure out the answer to this challenge because I don’t even know.
I can’t exactly pinpoint a singular event that changed my life because I’ve found that everything kind of shifts for me every single time something happens. I can’t say anything that has happened is any more or less significant than the other because they’ve all continued to shape me as I’ve gone along — and little things will continue to shape me as I go. From reading too much too young to being put in yearbook in the 6th grade to my first boyfriend to making the decision to transfer back to my original high school after I got redistricted, it’s all done something to put me exactly where I am today.
I’m a constant work in progress and my perceptions of things are constantly growing and changing.
So I don’t really know how to answer this. This is kind of round about, sure, but I don’t know what else to say.
PC Day 07 - What’s the #1 thing you intend to accomplish before you die?
I know I’ve mentioned it before (and I was just writing about it on my other blog) but I have this crazy “ultimate wish” that every single person on the planet be completely and totally happy — even if just for a split second. And I’ve had that wish for years. If you were to ask me if I wanted anything, it would be that. And though I may be completely nutso, I’m totally aware that my wish has a success rate of almost 0%. But honestly, wouldn’t it be so cool? That for a split second everyone just accepted life as it is and just smiled and was happy because they were happy to be alive? I think it would.
Well, I have whole-heartedly accepted the fact that it’s never going to happen as sucky as it is to say. The good news is that I’ve found my way around that. As much as of an asshole I can be (seriously, tough love is the only way I know how to love), my #1 goal is to have everyone who I know and love to feel truly happy.
It is why I do what I do. It is why I tend to compromise myself for other people’s happiness. It is why I tell other people not to worry about me — not because I don’t find myself worth worrying about but because how I feel depends on how others feel. I don’t think I could live with myself knowing that a person who I care deeply for was feeling horrible about themselves while they were in my grasp. I cannot.
It’s a constant work in progress but I swear, I will do everything I can to make sure I succeed. I just want them all to know happiness and accept the fact that they do deserve happiness. ”Without vices. No contentment. No satisfaction. Just amazed at the life they lead, the cards they are dealt and the fact that they can still breathe. At all the little wonders that surround them and the realization that they, themselves, are little wonders as well.”
Remember: you smile, I smile.
PC Day 06 - What qualities are the basis of your general relationships?
Trust & Honesty are my two biggest things. For me, I feel like if you have those two then everything else falls into place. When you feel like you can trust someone, you can be honest, then openness, then comfortability and fun times and all those things just kind of follow.
When you’re friends with me, I only ask two things: 1. That you can trust me. That you will trust me when I say I won’t hurt you without a reason or let you fall without following right behind you. and 2. That you are honest with me. Don’t bullshit me and I promise you I won’t bullshit you.
Here’s the thing though, I won’t be afraid to hurt your feelings. It comes with having honesty. Maybe I’ll be a bitch about it but that’s what people come to me for. People like the fact that I won’t fucking baby you or try to tell you don’t worry you’ll get over it or there are plenty of fish in the sea. I am the kind of friend who is like “Oh, you’re hurting? WELL FUCK, HURT MORE. DEAL WITH THIS SHIT.” You know why? Because life fucking hurts. And I believe the only way to get over that is to let it bite you in the ass over and over and over and over again. I’m not gonna tell you to pretend like it doesn’t bother you. I’m not gonna tell you that it’s okay to just put it in the back of your mind and hope it does go away. No. I’m the friend who will pry and pry and pry until you eventually break down and cry and/or fly-kick me in the face. I’m tough love. That’s the only love I know.
But, here’s the thing about having trust. That you trust me when I say that I know what I’m doing because I’m the nut-job who really believes that she does. Because when I allow for you to hurt and get mad and feel everything that I allow for you to do, I am never going to walk away from you. Trusting me means you know I will never abandon you when life hurts the most. That once I know you’re done with letting life bite you in the ass, I’ll be there with the calamine lotion to soothe your skin. I will still stand by you and help you pick up the pieces. Because I love. It’s one of the only things I know.
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… detachment doesn’t mean you don’t let the experience penetrate you. On the contrary, you let it penetrate you fully. That’s how you are able to leave it.
Take any emotion – love for a woman, or grief for a loved one…. if you hold back on the emotions – if you don’t allow yourself to go all the way through them – you can never get to being detached, you’re too busy being afraid. You’re afraid of the pain, you’re afraid of the grief. You’re afraid of the vulnerability that loving entails.
But by throwing yourself into these emotions, by allowing yourself to dive in, all the way, over your head even, you experience them fully and completely. You know what pain is. You know what love is. You know what grief is. … I have experienced that emotion. I recognize that emotion. Now I need to detach from that emotion for a moment.”
Same for loneliness: you let go, let the tears flow, feel it completely – but eventually be able to say, ‘All right, that was my moment with loneliness. I’m not afraid of feeling lonely, but now I’m going to put that loneliness aside and know that there are other emotions in the world, and I’m going to experience them as well.
"Tuesdays With Morrie (Mitch Albom)PC Day 05 - How important is sex to you?
All right, all right, ALL RIGHT. LMFAO. OMG. Okay, now. We ALL KNOW what YOU are thinking reading this. Those who know me PERSONALLY, anyway. I’m sitting here, laughing at exactly what my friends are thinking and I’m planning to post this when most of them appear online on Facebook. [Actually failed at this because I forgot about this post]
If you know me well, then you MUST know the reigning nickname that I have had since I was fourteen. Fourteen. FOURTEEN. And it would be “nymphomaniac”. Reason being that I have this long, unusual history regarding sex. And for SOME REASON people just kind of go with it.
I’ve been introduced as a person’s nymphomaniac friend. I know and am down for way too much. People are CONSTANTLY making sex jokes about me. One friend said to me that it’s basically possible for me to have sex in any circumstance, including one where I am thousands of miles away from home. If I weren’t straight edge, I would be drunk five minutes into a game of ‘never have I ever’. So maybe I kind of make it hard for people not to think of me like that.
Truth be told, I am not nor have I ever been as into sex as I or any other person make it seem. Despite how nuts I can get when I get it and how nuts I can get about it, I have crazy high morals about it. And I’m kind of a bitch about it. I don’t find it nearly as important as some people think it is to me; it’s just not completely necessary to have. However, I do find it as FUN and enjoy it as much people believe I do. ;)
PC Day 04 - Do you live in the past, present, or future?
I think I kind of answered this in day two. I try to live in the present, for the future. It’s kind of a remembering what you did and how far you’ve come since. Remembering where you are now and what you have to take care of now. And remembering that what you do now will affect what happens then and whatever exactly it is that you want to happen then.
Meanwhile, trying not to sink yourself back into the past and all your regrets and all your mistakes and all the things you wish you could change or take back. Meanwhile, not trying to freak the fuck out over the fact that the future is the future and the fact that we haven’t gotten there yet and the fact that any fucking thing could happen — trust me, I know.
But like I said, I’m a dreamer. I do everything I can now to make sure my future is as bright as it can be for myself and for others. If only I could remember that when I get suuuuuuper lazy. ;)
Note: I hope this makes sense in the morning because I am soooo tired rightnao.
PC Day 03 - How do you think others perceive you? How do YOU see yourself as?
There are a variety of things people think of me. There is an amazing range, too: Asshole. Stubborn. Flippant. Temperamental. Angry. Bitch. Careless. Inconsiderate. Unfeeling. Pushy. Emotional wreck. Unstable. Passionate. Creative. Beautiful. Amazing. Intelligent. Talented. Fearless. Strong.
Hah. I don’t disagree with any of it. I’m not afraid of who I am nor admitting who I am. I can become this incredibly stubborn unfeeling bitch who could give less of a shit about you than she does about the asshole exboyfriend from that one time. But I’ve come to the point where I can no longer glaze over or downplay my assets. At this point, I’ve realized that I might be a little more important than I ever thought. At this point, I’ve realized just how fearless I can be and from that fearlessness the strength shows.
I call it like I see it and I’m almost 99.9% sure that this is real. But remember, my pedestal is no higher than yours.
PC Day 02 - What event from your past would you like to re-experience?
I don’t think I have anything I would like to re-experience in its entirety. Sure, there are a lot of experience I would love to go back and do better but I don’t think I’d go back and re-experience anything.
Generally speaking, I feel that the past needs to stay where it is. If you’re dwelling too much on something that already happened, you’re doing something wrong. What has happened is done and trust me, trying to go back there usually isn’t as worth it as you might think it is. Living in the past doesn’t give you much of a future.
It’s really hard living for the present, though. So many worries of things that happened and things that haven’t happened yet can really cloud your thinking and mess you up. But:
“Therefore do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about itself. Each day has enough trouble of its own.” (Matt. 6:34, NIV)
