I always feel so incredibly pathetic when I cry during a movie. I don't usually show it, but I am usually yelling at myself wondering why I even started crying in the first place. I mean, it is just a movie, correct? Unless the movie is actually based on a true story which really does give a legitimate reason for me to bawl my eyes out and snort into about ten tissues. It just makes the whole aspect of the movie even worse (in a good way though) due to the fact that it actually happened. When I think about the hardships that the person actually went through, it makes me burst into tears all over again. What is even more disturbing is that I still cry even when I have seen the movie multiple times. My brain just does not want to take in the fact that yes, I have seen this before so you should be getting your tears all over your pillow pet...again. No, I just continuously cry like some derranged human being that does not get the concept that movies will ALWAYS be just movies, even if some are true stories. They will still get to me just like the SPCA commercials.
Life is a mess and mostly consists of tears, whether they are intentional or not. The only one that can truly wipe them away is God and He even counts all of them. That's pretty awesome, if I do say so myself. We cry over weird things such as, of course, sappy sad movies and also spilled milk. I mean, why not just get another glass of it? No, we have to cry. It just feels like it makes more sense. It releases something that one has been holding back. It brings some sort of relief that just feels great afterward.
Now I don't want to sound all depressed and what not (I'm actually in a pretty good mood) but crying does relieve some sort of un-witnessed tension. I honestly do have one specific day in which I just watch the saddest movies known to mankind and blubber like there is no tomorrow. And it actually helps. Totally not kidding. I know for sure that most girls have them (if not then I'm just strange) and even though you look terrible afterwards, you feel somewhat better. If you haven't done it, then try it. It really does work.
Besides all the crying that has been going on with all the sad movies, Holloween is coming up. Not a fan of it whatsoever. I can definitely live without it and all the creepy looking costumes that come with it. I despise it as much as I despise english muffins. Which, trust me, really says a lot. That day will most likely be spent watching Charlie Chaplin episodes and regretting the eating a whole carton of ice cream. So unhealthy but yet so incredibly good. I don't seem to handle the concept of "diet" very well. A four lettered word that irritates me because I can't have my usual ration of sugar. Darn you "diet." Darn you.
Procrastinating on my English paper as I usually do and wondering when is a good day to start my math homework. I also got a haircut (finally) and it is the oddest feeling ever. All you ladies with short hair, how do you do it? I keep tugging on it to see if it will spontaneously get longer. Not a fan. However, I now have a date with my pillow pet so I will bid you all a wonderful night.
Lately I have been scribbling down my thoughts either in my iPod or on any form of peice of paper around me. My blog has seemed to die down just like the heat and my schedule has been rather busy. School and family have taken over much more, life is hectic. I have even been more out of it lately than I usually am. For example, I screamed at a parking meter at school yesterday and called my professor a lying liar from liarsburg. As much as I enjoy working a Psych quote into a conversation, that was way out of line. Everyone that was in the parking lot while I was screaming at the meter also probably think I am insane. I need some form of major rexlaxation besides watching Charlie Chaplin reruns and studying when I have spare time. My nerdness is beginning to show more and my head is spinning from everything that is going on around me. Take a deep breathe. Heeee hoooo.
There are so many different people in this world that it just astounds me. I live in the tiniest area on this world and when I experience other cultures, my mind starts soaring with questions about what type of people cover the rest of this rock we live on. I wonder about what kind of imagination they have, what type of food they eat, whether they are out in the open or hidden in some secret place, what kind of beliefs they have, what clothes they wear, and a lot more. Not very many people know this (or maybe they do not want to know this) but human beings are astounding. Look at what every different race that occupies this earth has created. We have cars that run off of electricity, spaceships, and maybe even hoverboards soon (that is more of a pipe dream). It is truly amazing.
I always wished I could travel the world and just stop in every country that came to my mind. I would take pictures with everyone that I met and write about everything I would see. I could just invision taking part in their daily lives and see the smiles on their faces. Everyone in this world is just so incredibly beautiful. No matter what culture you are apart of, you are awesome. Sure we all have our flaws and do things that others might see out of the ordinary. However, we have a few things in common. We all cry, laugh, smile, scream, and just let go. We all feel. We are all connected together and it doesn't matter where we are from. We are all beautiful disasters.
I wish I could stay longer but sadly my time is up. I will now proceed to put on some form of a movie and do homework like the good student that I am. Have a wonderful night world. If you see the sun come up, tell it I said Good Morning.
Here I am, sitting at the kitchen table in the family's most cherrished (and broken) swively chair typing away at an esssay. Like always though, I have gotten distracted. I also sadly wore shorts tonight so my legs are literally plastered to the wood of this chair and I'm out of tea. This can only end in disaster. My head also seems to be pounding from a weird headache that I've had for two days in a row now. It's either a sinus infection or my brain is deciding to go through some early renovations. It did this throughout spring cleaning but I guess winter spruicing is also in the books.
Lately it seems as if the world seems to be going by slower. Cars seem to be taking their time more when driving, people are singing, random strangers seems to smile more often when you make eye contact, it just seems wonderful. It might be due to the fact that the holidays are coming up, but I like it. I've never seen a city truly slow down before. Maybe it's just me imagining things or seeing them from a different point of view. However, if it is just me, then slow it down for one day! Smile at the driver that cuts you off and say to yourself "May God bless him and prevent that driver from any accidents". It's hard (partially because you want to pull up right beside them and throw your Slurpee at their car window) but also because we aren't used to doing that sort of thing. Try not to be so stressed. Overlook things that might make you upset. Take a deep breathe. Always keep in mind that tomorrow is a new day where new thing happen. You never know who you might meet and they don't want to see you in a bad mood, right? Don't answer that. Just give me the benefit of the doubt and let me be right. Only this one time of course. I always like a good debate.
So tomorrow what are you going to do my dear blog readers? You're going to slow it down. Find your chi. Enjoy the weather. Take a really long bubble bath. Drink only one cup of coffee and be lazy the rest of the day. Wear sweats and baggy clothes. Cuddle up with your favorite teddy bear. Those are only a few suggestions.
I should most likely get back to this essay now which I will most likely fail anyway. I hope you all have a wonderful night and sew some dreams together to make a beautiful story.
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