Monday, February 22, 2010

All I want to do is scream...and stop time

It's 2:04 am, and I have to wake up at 6:00 am for school.
My Hamster is loud, and relentless, and located next to my ear.
My brain won't stop thinking and asking me how I'm going to make it through another day.
My mother and sister never came home, they are on a movie shoot and won't answer their phones.
I am worried and wide awake and scared what tomorrow will bring and tired of the same routine.
My father is sleeping, but he's a light sleeper, and can probably hear my relentless hamster. He has to wake up for work in an hour anyway.
I hate chemistry, and the fact that I am expected to do things that my brain simply can't comprehend.
I hate that there are smart students who find things easy that I can't sit still long enough to understand.
The smart teacher doesn't understand that I can't function.
She doesn't understand that I am so intimidated by her and her impossible tests. She doesn't understand that when she looks at me like I am the most disgusting and uneducated person on this earth, a piece of me dies inside.
I hate being alone in my head.
I'm not ready to be on my own in this life.

Saturday, February 20, 2010

Inspiration through my veins































Waiting

I continue to wait for life to get interesting. If I could use one word to describe a majority of my life, it would be waiting. Waiting for an amazing moment that will rule out all of the bad moments. Why is it that the person you want to notice you the most, is the one that probably never will? I hate that inevitable feeling of never being good enough. I'm as mentally judgemental towards others as they are towards me, and I know that i am not a first choice kind of girl. I'm flawed. I constantly see pictures of these people who are perfect, or perfect enough. They are beautiful, funny; have everything. Then I see pictures and videos of people who would be considered "ugly" or mediocre. And I can't help but think, how in the hell are people created EQUAL!? There are people who have it so good and others who have it horrible. I'm in the inbetween. Mediocrity is a way of life.



Tuesday, February 16, 2010

Fuck DIz

i just wrote the longest most heart felt blog of my life and pressed publish, and it said it did not work, and i pressed back and it was all gone.


FML

so here's this,
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jshmDL9UzsE

Disappointment: a way of life


"Our Best Successes often come after our greatest disappointments"
"Your always a little disappointing in person because you can't be the edited essence of yourself"
" When you stop putting faith in humans, disappointment ceases to exist. In fact, you tend to laugh at their nature. Just don't forget you're one of them."
"Blessed is he who expects nothing, for he shall never be disappointed."

Thursday, January 14, 2010

Hello World


I forget to take my medicine a lot now. The weird thing is that I don't feel sick, I don't feel overly sad or mad. As long as I am surrounded by positive people laughing and acting as themselves I can contain happiness. I feel okay, though my emotions will always be a rollercoaster. I love life so very much and hate it at the same time. A burden, but a gift. We are put here to have emotions ranging from ecstatic happiness to unbearable pain and rage. God, or whoever you believe is this "higher power", watches us like little figures in a snow globe. He sees what every eyeball sees from a validictorian saying her speech with a sense of unbreakable pride, to a girl at a party being date raped, to a child in Africa starving to death while flies fly around his head, to the family members of people who died in an earthquake in Haiti, to a brilliant filmaker winning his first oscar, to a girl prepping for plastic surgery, to a cancer patient prepping for a life-altering surgery, to the parents or family members who care for their ill loves, AND SO ON AND SO ON AND SO ON. Emotions run so much deeper than mad, sad, happy, tired. Every little aspect of this life AMAZES me. People can look at the world in the simplest or most complex of terms and it's all correct. Life is so much more than right, wrong, evil, good, highschool, sex, drugs, rock and roll, missions, stalking, avoiding, loving, hating. The language that we use is so complex in itself that you find yourself amazed when someone wastes it all on fuck, or man, or some computer popular acronym. It's funny how putting random letters together can make some phrase that some find shocking, or feel genuine emotion toward. Life is so complex, but breathing is so easy that we don't even notice it, and that's what keeps us living. We must learn to appreciate, to realize that EVERYONE is human, EVERYONE has emotions, EVERYONE, at some point, is confused and searching for their purpose. But, our goal is to keep living. To make something of ourselves. To Love. To let go of the past, accept it, and understand that it makes us who we'll be in the future. Yesterday is gone, tomorrow is so close, and people on this Earth are dying as I type, and just as many people are being born. LEARN TO APPRECIATE. Learn to love yourself and also respect and love others. We're so alike, and so different, and that is what makes all this complexity beautiful, and WORTH LIVING.

Wednesday, January 13, 2010