So, somehow, I ended up falling asleep at like 8pm on a Saturday night here at college. Wierd I know, but amazingly refreshing it was. I was able to wake up at 7:30 am, which i have not done naturally all semester! Now, looking out my window I am so excited for the day. There is a limitless amount of things I could do. I really want to go to the beach and work on my tan, but I also want to go on an exhilerating hike! I could call my mom and go visit her on the North Shore, or I could hop on a bus and check out the other side of the island!
Unfortunatley, all of my friends are still sleeping, so I guess I am going to have to wait for them to wake up... :(... in the mean time, I think I will clean my room, it has gotten pretty messy, and at the end of this week I have to move out, so I better get started!
So school is going great, I have been studying hard, doing well in my classes, and sort of figuring out a route i want to take in the next four years. I have been working out every day and doing fun, healthy things with my friends. My room mate and I have been getting along really well, we joke around alot and are understanding eachother better. Things here are great, and I really have no complaints, or anything stressing me that I want to vent about.
However, since I am dedicated to my blog, I will express some thoughts that I have. It has become apparent to me, particularly based on comments I have recieved that people are mean. I am aware of the condition of our world, I know that my problems are insignificant specs in the big scheme of things, but this is my outlet to express myself, and if you don't like what I say, then don't read it. Saying something cruel and insensitive may be humorous and light for you, but to me it is hurtful.
Mean people suck. No one wants to be friends with someone that is negative all the time. I would much rather spend my time with someone that laughs, smiles and reaches their hand out to you, than a mean, irritable snob. The easiest thing in the world is insulting someone. Really think about it, it is so easy to come up with mean things to say about people. But if you turn that negativity upside down, it is just as easy to be nice. When people are mean to others it is because they are jealous and weak. When you call someone out for being mean, they will always so, "Whatever, I dont care" or "well i can't stand her" or "she's annoying and stupid." But really... if that person doesn't care, why the hell are they talking about her? ? ?
Everyone just needs to realize.. we are all in this together. That girl that you think you HATE... could turn out to be the best friend you'll ever have. Never let appearances determine your feelings, and give people a second chance.
One of my best friends upon moving to RI asked me, "were the boys in Hawaii hot?" I could have judged her.. and said .. wow this girl is a boy crazy dumb ass... but i didn't. I kept listening to her... day after day and week after week. she ended up being one of the smartest and deepest individuals I have ever met.
we all sometimes feel like talking about people behind their backs, but now.. when i feel like doing that.. i think about why i feel that way.. Usually it is because I am jealous or in lighter terms.. wish i could be in her shoes. That is okay though. Jealousy is normal, as long as you register it and don't become negative due to it.
So..to all the people that like to live negatively.. be nice.. i am what i am and if you don't like it take your negativity somewhere else, because life is short and you will end up with really bad wrinkles at 30 if you don't stop frowning all the time!
peace .. love.. happiness
So this was my first Thanksgiving away from the east coast in a long time. Back in high school, We would usually go up to my aunts house in Massachusetts and spend the day with all of my cousins, aunts and uncles on my moms side. The day would consist of long, meaningful conversations with my aunts, a few athletic competitions, such as wrestling matches with my cousins, some moments of bonding with my sister, and a huge feast followed by a lengthy nap. Some of my favorite memories are from Thanksgiving's at my aunts.
This year was different. We went to my grandparents on my step dads side where my cousins and aunt and uncle were too. The day consisted of watching football, running around with my cousins and feasting upon a plethora of food. Afterwards we went over to my "auntie" Linda's house for dessert. I hung out with her sons, who were like my brothers growing up and we had a blast. I realize that Thanksgiving is not about where you are, it is about who you are with. As long as you are with people that you love and that love you, there is no way that you can have a sour time. I am very fortunate to be surrounded by people I love in many places.
I miss my dad and step mom in New York, and my sister and her boyfriend are too far too. . . I think that what I am taking from this experience is, that there are some people in this world that are very precious, and you should not live without. By living far away you are not proving anything. You should surround yourself with people that make you feel alive. Unfortunately for me, this would be impossible because my family is split across the country.
