Surprisingly enough, I used to be very anti-reading when I was younger. It was not until the Harry Potter series came out that I began my obsession. Harry Potter is kind of like the gateway drug of reading. I have read too many books to count, they have been my ever present companions, there when I needed them and there when I didn’t. They helped me through my first love and my last, my heartbreaks, depression, they taught be about happiness and to believe in fairy tales. They are a way of life, and one that I never regret choosing. I come across people who don’t understand my passion for literature, who don’t understand what is so important about reading. It is times like those that really show me how much I take for granted reading. I feel sorry for those people who will never experience all the adventures I have through my books. I may not have loads of cash to go explore the world, but I can do it through reading.
I have been on a Gossip Girl stint recently, and I feel as though it is a more modern version of the classic soaps my mom watched when she was pregnant with me and my siblings. Family drama, betrayal, lies, DNA tests, death, the list is chalk full of everything that makes us hang on the edge of our seats. It’s amazing how addicting these things can be. But I suppose that is the point. But anyway, back to my main point, while these shows are silly in retrospect, there is still some wisdom in them (even if you have to dig through it to find the smallest bits). Blair and Chuck continually go back and forth, but ultimately we all know they are meant to be together. Relationships are the best when they are not normal and boring. Relationships are the best when they are crazy, just like the quote mentions. If you don’t have any spice in your relationship, and the relationship is more of a business transaction than anything else, it’s not going to work. I hope that Chad and I are more crazy then I think we are.
I’ll come right out and say it, I don’t affiliate really with any religion, although if asked I say Christian because that seems to make people feel better about me. Some people might read that first sentence and be flabbergasted and leave the site immediately, but if they kept reading they would get this: I may not go to church or put my religious affiliation on Facebook but I know there is something out there that is bigger than any of us could even dream of. Some people will call it God, others Fate, Destiny, Karma, I’m sure one could write an entire post with all the different names. The point is, I believe in whatever you want to call it. I think that we all have this guiding hand throughout our life, not necessarily a pre-determination of the outcome of your life, but something that gives you a swift kick in the arse when you are veering off into left field.
On another note, I continually struggle with this idea of settling. I am like a chicken with it’s head cut off. Maybe if I took more philosophy courses in college I would have a better grasp of the existentialist questions, but alas, no funds and no time make that difficult. I’m getting married soon, and I am so ecstatic to marry my best friend. But we have been together so long I sometimes feel like I haven’t experienced anything in the world on my own. In my darkest hours, I often question whether I’m settling in to this life because I am mistaking my joy for comfortable-ness. I think I could make a fair argument that this could be construed as avoidance of the fear of the unknown. But doesn’t everyone experience that at some point in their lives? Is this normal and I’m just working myself into a tizzy for nothing? At the end of the day, Chad is the one I want to be with, and I can’t picture my life without him. Maybe we just got lucky and found each other early on, saving us both from other unneeded heartbreaks. Yes, I think I’ll go with that. We can face this world together, and that makes it all the more fun.
I know that the wedding is looming in the far future, but I enjoy getting a head start on everything (except for school work which is the bane of my existence right now). Chad and I have decided to write … Continue reading →
Disclaimer: This article is not intended to address those with clinical depression or other mental illnesses.
There are two types of people in the world: those who choose to be happy, and those who choose to be unhappy. Contrary to popular belief, happiness doesn’t come from fame, fortune, other people, or material possessions. Rather, it comes from within. The richest person in the world could be miserable while a person living in the slums of a third world country could be happy and content. I have spent plenty of time amongst both groups to have seen it first hand. Happy people are happy because they make themselves happy. They maintain a positive outlook on life and remain at peace with themselves.
The question is: how do they do that?
It’s quite simple. Happy people have good habits that enhance their lives. They do…