Wednesday, April 8, 2015

Constellations in Our Hearts

Yesterday it was October and I was walking through corn mazes and wearing plaid and carving pumpkins and today it's April and I don't know how this happened. But I'm okay with April. I know it's a good April because I feel it in the caverns of my heart. I'm listening to the new Death Cab for Cutie Album and anxiously awaiting the new Of Monsters and Men album coming out in June and I'm making plans and talking about life and exploring new things and I only have one month left of school and I'm writing meaningful papers and drinking iced coffee and loving the sun but craving the mountains but overall I'm simply loving the simple things.

"As we're dissolving into the sea,
I only take what I can carry.
As the council's combing through our debris,
For the treasures we never buried."

Monday, April 6, 2015

Faretheewell

So long;
crepes, chats, library visits, coffee cups, beach drives, sunset picnics, sleeping in late, books to read, sister time, beach visits, Cinderella, xmen, card games, Easter party, laughter, superb mac and cheese.

My marvelous, relaxing, spring break.
"I don't matter."
"Don't say that, we all matter."

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Reason #4657893390 why I love Merlin and wish it was still on.

Saturday, April 4, 2015

You didn't tell me...

The door hates goodbyes but welcomes hellos.
However, goodbyes are often necessary in life.
Didn't you teach me that?
In numbers and riddles, I realize we're the same.
But who, in the end, actually wins this game?
Or is there a loss only?
You didn't tell me,
No, you didn't tell me.

And the mystery pulling at my sleeves is one I'll ignore.
For I have grown to hate and loathe that door,
For a crime the door did not commit,
It's just the puzzle pieces never fit.
And I'd rather unwravel the threads than take the time to learn to knit.

You didn't tell me...
No,
You didn't tell me.

Friday, April 3, 2015

It's not easy...

I'm AB positive and you're O negative.
You see, It's not that easy.
Not that simple.
Us.

Our blood runs differently and so do our souls.

This may sound really deep or maybe just really stupid but I wrote this because I thought of this, not because it means something to me because it doesn't. But maybe it means something to you who reads this, and that's why I write.

Thursday, April 2, 2015

Books

I just want to take this moment to appreciate my two favorite book characters:
Elizabeth Darcy and Jo March.

I'm not a feminist in the sense of valuing woman's rights more than men's rights and I actually believe women have certain roles just as men do but I absolutely love these women's personalities. I love their quick and witty minds, the fact that they do have a mind of their own and aren't afraid to speak up for what they think is right or wrong. They are strong characters and they are quite able to hold their own. I love their knack for adventure, walks, and reading of books. Their love for traveling and sights. I love Jo's writer mind and how she acts out and writes plays for her sisters. I love both of their loves for their sisters. Now, I believe they both have their faults too. But this makes them more real and human to me. Elizabeth does have her pride to work on, and Jo has a hot temper and needs to work on forgiveness throughout the book. But, overall, these characters are commendable to me and intrigue me. Having their mistakes written out reminds me to learn from theirs and watch out for my own and all the characteristics I enjoy from them, I can also take in and learn and aspire to be like. Why am I writing about these characters? Because if you haven't read or watched these books (Pride and Prejudice and Little Women), I urge you too. Maybe you disagree and don't find these characters to be your favorite. That's okay. I want people to form their own opinions and you can't judge until you've read and seen those books and movies for your ownself. And if you have read or seen them, kudos to you! I hope you enjoyed them as much as I have. 

Wednesday, April 1, 2015

19 days

And I'll be 21... I always thought I'd be more adultish at 21 but I have a feeling I won't be. I'm still trying to figure out how to be an adult but for now I think I'll keep listening to King And the Lionheart (my absolute favorite song), watching Criminal Minds, bonding with my sister, and finishing out this college semester. Maybe in the midst of it all, I will magically change into an adult. But if anything magical were to occur, I would want it to be a visit from a unicorn named Rodriguez. In the meantime enjoy an old but snazzy snaz picture of young Matthew Gray Gubler:

Juuuust kidding... I tried, I failed. It's not working. Rain check?