Lately I've been overwhelmed with reality.
It seems like for so long I've lived in my own little world where nothing has to make sense to anyone else because i didn't care.
But, now, everyone is questioning me and I feel like I'm being judged from every direction..
And yet, though I should, I really don't mind it.
I think it's refreshing and it really makes me think about what I'm doing instead of just being passive. :)

Blogging for the Thoughtless.

I look outside...

I see nothing that catches my eye.

Just the same view onto my yard as always.

There's leaves scattered everywhere, but that's nothing new.

All I hear is the crackling noises of a newly lit candle.

The only smell is my tea, brewing on the stove.

When will it become interesting?

When my interests become insync with my daily life?

I'm literally thoughtless.

Does life makes sense to you?

Or her?

The old man next door?

Does life make sense to him?

I'm not complaining about life itself,

I just can't seem to wrap my mind around the concept of it.

It's beyond the realm of my thoughts.

Love

is a BEAUTIFUL thing. Y

Enough is Enough!

I know this subject is way over-blogged about but, I am so tired of weaving my way through the hallways of my school to pass all the people who think it's cool to not shower and make out at school. Seriously, GET A ROOM. If all you have on your mind is sex, don't show it, we don't want to see it. Eww. It seems that everytime I turn around, there's another couple snogging each other. I mean I'm not against being intimate with your boyfriend or girlfriend, but don't bring it to school. Public affection is disgusting, ESPECIALLY at a place of education. Why would you even think of making out at school? Isn't that something that's supposed to be private? I'm not against hugging or holding hands butttttttt I don't need to see people slobbering all over each others faces...ok? Ok.

The other night I attended a seminar put on by Paths to Peace.

The topic? Forgiveness.

We watched a very interesting video.

The video talked about learning to forgive a person, but never forgetting the deed that needing forgiving.

After the movie, we had a group discussion.

Things got a bit heated and people were getting very into their own opinions.

Deep thought was spreading throughout the entire room..

Everyone had good points.

One lady talked about how there is ALWAYS room to forgive, no matter what the situation.

She also said that we do not necessarily have to forgive the situation, but if we forgive the person then everyone will feel better in the long run.

Another made the point that there is absolutely no point in holding anger towards someone.

Even if you hate a certain person, they don't feel that anger.

The only person it's hurting is yourself.

There was talk about how forgiving someone will just make that person feel like they can do it again...which can be true sometimes, but holding a grudge towards someone is not going to make anything better.

Also, some people were saying how forgiving someone is a form of weakness.

NOT AT ALL.

If someone forgives me for a wrong I've done upon them, I take it as a sincere gesture, not a form of weakness at all...

I look at forgiveness as only being positive,

I mean we ARE all human.

It's in our nature to make mistakes.

Quit Crying Your Eyes Out

Have you ever been so lost?

Nothing makes sense to me.

Where do I go from here?

When will I belong?

Will normality ever arrive?

I've felt so off lately, and I really cannot figure out what it is.

Why can't I think?

I feel like I lack so much sleep,

yet I get a full night's rest.

I don't understand where my thoughts have been.

They've been off wandering far away....

I can't grasp them.

Will I ever regain control?

Cultureeeee.

Last week in Spanish, we learned about Dia De Los Muertos, Day of the Dead.
It's a celebration, that can be compared to our Halloween, in some ways.
The families prepare private altars in their homes for the honoring of loved one who have died.
It's so weird to think about things that other cultures do...
Sometimes I feel that our basic American traditions are used everywhere..
But, when you think about it, how my family celebrates holidays only a small fraction of world's traditions.
The lady down the street probably even has different traditions than us..
I think it might be fun to experience other cultures.
To see things they do that differ from us...
It would be interesting.

In the shadows of someone in need..

Yesterday, I went to the cities to visit a family friend.

I was so tired of driving.

Finally, we came to the exit.

The lights turned red and everything around me halted to a stop.

A man approached our car with a cup and a sign.

He tapped on my window, and my mother told me to ignore him.

I wanted so bad to know his situation..

Why is he poor?

Was he abondoned?

Did he make his own bad decisions,

or did someone make bad decisions for him?

What's his story?

I've been thinking about it ever since...

Poverty is a huge problem in America.

When did it become okay for people to live in the streets?

That man's face will always haunt me...

We could've at least given him a few dollars,

we have some to spare...

and we didn't help someone who needs it more than us...

Why?

greed?

maybe.

Just another night...

Last night, I went to a friend's for Halloween.
It was fun...
Not memorable though.
No one was really energized,
and I felt a lot of tension among my friends..
I slept through most of the night,
I'm sure I didn't miss much though, ha.
.....
First thing we did was go in the hot tub.
Then we watched a scary movie, The Ruins.
I slept through it.
When I woke up, we played a game..
My team lost everytime, beacause we all suck at drawing : )
but it was still fun!
Then, we watched a movie that I had already seen, Teeth.
So, I slept through that too.
Exciting, huh?