High school years should not be full of tears.
From your freshmen days, all the way to your senior days is supposed to be the happiest days of your life. Hyperbole? Maybe just a little.
There will never be a day you walk down the halls of any high school and there's a smilee on every persons face. There will be at least one girl with mascara running down her cheeks, or puffy red eyes. There will be at least one guy that looks sooooo tense and uptight that any little thing will make him explode.
Why is it that when you're happie, it seems like the rest of the world is in like a SUPERRRR depression; but when you're down and superrrr depressed, it seems as though everyone around you couldn't be happier? Or is that just me?!
It's becoming more and more often I see tears running down the faces I care for most. And the main reason being because of little things. "High school" things. My boyfriend won't talk to me, he's keeping something from me, he's hiding his emotions from me. My girlfriend broke up with me...again! This time they were serious, it's really over. But then by the end of the night, the girlfriend is right back with them, and the boyfriend is right there talking to them again. (*it is possible, but not many people find there lifetime mate in high school. So chill out!!)
High school years should not be full of tears.
You shouldn't get so upset over the little things that go on within the halls. There should be smiles on your face for days. There should be laughter flowing from all directions. But there isn't.
Take too many pictures, laugh wayyy too much, and remember that every second you spend upset, sad, or depressed is a second of happiness you will NEVER get back.
High school years should not be full of tears.......remember that people !! :D
Monday
Random Monday :: Button
Let's see, I believe today's random thought would definitely involve the word button. I never realized how weird of a word it is. Button. It just sounds funnie after saying it a few times. Go ahead, say it. Button, button, button. Lol. I've noticed that when you say the word, you really don't say it how it's spelled. Most people would say button (buh-in). That is sooooo weird to me. I'm one of those people, but then when I tried to correct myself I honestly thought I was speaking another language. After realizing that I was saying the word button completely wrong, it made me wonder what other words do I use that are supposed to be pronounced one way, and I pronounce a totally different way. There are quite a few now that I think of it. I found out that it's damn near impossible for me to say the word favorite. I add a R in there, so when I say it, it comes out "fravorite". That's something I haven't been able to change since I've learned the word I believe. I remember when I was younger I could never say the word thirsty, I would say "stirsty". My dad hated it haha. I wonder what he'd do if I started to talk like that again.
Hmmmm......now that I think of it, what would the world do if at random moments the people of the world had this little glitch thingy in our DNA, that whenever we thought too much or was too stressed or angry even, our speech would just go right back when we were three or four. Haha can you imagine?!
"I'm having the absolute WORST day of my......goo goo ga ga!!"
Lol. That would be pretty funnie. Or at least I think it would be. Can you imagine attempting to go off on someone, and then your language just completely vanishes to the speech of a child?! Lol, I think that would make a pretty interesting argument.
I think if that actually did happen, the world would in fact be a better place. I mean people who HATE it when that happens would yell less, stress less, etc.... And new mothers would be able to communicate with their temper tantrum throwing toddlers wayyyyyy more easily lol.......
Sounds like a happie place to me, don't cha think?! Lol.
Hmmmm......now that I think of it, what would the world do if at random moments the people of the world had this little glitch thingy in our DNA, that whenever we thought too much or was too stressed or angry even, our speech would just go right back when we were three or four. Haha can you imagine?!
"I'm having the absolute WORST day of my......goo goo ga ga!!"
Lol. That would be pretty funnie. Or at least I think it would be. Can you imagine attempting to go off on someone, and then your language just completely vanishes to the speech of a child?! Lol, I think that would make a pretty interesting argument.
I think if that actually did happen, the world would in fact be a better place. I mean people who HATE it when that happens would yell less, stress less, etc.... And new mothers would be able to communicate with their temper tantrum throwing toddlers wayyyyyy more easily lol.......
Sounds like a happie place to me, don't cha think?! Lol.
Friday
Happie?!
I think I can honestly say that I am happie again. No, there isn't a new love in my life. No, there isn't a new crush. No, there wasn't a complete makeover.
I dropped her. I left her completely alone, and I found my happiness again. Leaving her has opened the door for a group of wonderful girls to enter my life.
They know how to make me feel better when I'm having an off day. They can read me very clearly, they see right through my eyes into my heart. They together have helped restore the pieces of my terribly shattered heart. And they help me keep it in good shape.
I realized that I'm much happier with them then I ever was with her. She brought me down. She made me feel weak. Her misery rubbed off on me. Being around her tore me apart. With her was this feeling of loneliness. Her depression was so deep that it was able to grab me and pull me down with her. Surrounding her was this dark hole that would suck the life out of me. It drained my heart of any emotion. Ripped my mind of any positive thought. I had to drop her. I couldn't be around her any longer. With her, I was a wreck. Leaving her wasn't easy. I don't know how I did it. They helped me though.
They changed me. They made me smile. They helped me find happiness again. They sealed the wound she slashed open. They filled it with love and care. They filled me with life again. I have no idea how they did it. They made me feel good, they made me feel happie. There's no depression with them. There's no black hole of misery following and surrounding them when they walk. It's just them. It's impossible for one of them to be that way when there's soooooo many good spirits around them always there to make them feel better. They're always there for each other. There's always someone to talk to with them. They never hold anything against each other. They don;t hold grudges between them. They know the true meaning of a friend; and they set a god example of it.
They decided to share that with me.
Everyday they make me smile. I can see them and a smile comes to my face. A real smile. Not the smile I put on for most of the world to see. The smile that comes on my face when they're around holds such life in it. Holds such happiness behind it. If a smile doesn't appear in their presence they know the magic spell to make it come out of nowhere.....just POOF!
They are good people. They make me happie! ILYGUYSZZZ!
I dropped her. I left her completely alone, and I found my happiness again. Leaving her has opened the door for a group of wonderful girls to enter my life.
They know how to make me feel better when I'm having an off day. They can read me very clearly, they see right through my eyes into my heart. They together have helped restore the pieces of my terribly shattered heart. And they help me keep it in good shape.
I realized that I'm much happier with them then I ever was with her. She brought me down. She made me feel weak. Her misery rubbed off on me. Being around her tore me apart. With her was this feeling of loneliness. Her depression was so deep that it was able to grab me and pull me down with her. Surrounding her was this dark hole that would suck the life out of me. It drained my heart of any emotion. Ripped my mind of any positive thought. I had to drop her. I couldn't be around her any longer. With her, I was a wreck. Leaving her wasn't easy. I don't know how I did it. They helped me though.
They changed me. They made me smile. They helped me find happiness again. They sealed the wound she slashed open. They filled it with love and care. They filled me with life again. I have no idea how they did it. They made me feel good, they made me feel happie. There's no depression with them. There's no black hole of misery following and surrounding them when they walk. It's just them. It's impossible for one of them to be that way when there's soooooo many good spirits around them always there to make them feel better. They're always there for each other. There's always someone to talk to with them. They never hold anything against each other. They don;t hold grudges between them. They know the true meaning of a friend; and they set a god example of it.
They decided to share that with me.
Everyday they make me smile. I can see them and a smile comes to my face. A real smile. Not the smile I put on for most of the world to see. The smile that comes on my face when they're around holds such life in it. Holds such happiness behind it. If a smile doesn't appear in their presence they know the magic spell to make it come out of nowhere.....just POOF!
They are good people. They make me happie! ILYGUYSZZZ!
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I've taken my break, haven't written in a month...literally! I think my time is up and I should get back to my writing. I've decided to start a new thing...."Random Mondays." I take my most random thought monday morning and just blog about it. Mondays seem to be every one's weak point. Just getting back to the norm after the weekend, and most of the time your reminiscing from the nights before or still getting over it. Your thoughts go all over the place and you have the most RANDOM totally off guard thoughts. Or maybe that's just me! hehe. But anyways, I'll keep you all posted on those random thoughts of mine. They are usually pretty funnie, and I think I could use some type of comedy within my blogs!!
I've taken my break, haven't written in a month...literally! I think my time is up and I should get back to my writing. I've decided to start a new thing...."Random Mondays." I take my most random thought monday morning and just blog about it. Mondays seem to be every one's weak point. Just getting back to the norm after the weekend, and most of the time your reminiscing from the nights before or still getting over it. Your thoughts go all over the place and you have the most RANDOM totally off guard thoughts. Or maybe that's just me! hehe. But anyways, I'll keep you all posted on those random thoughts of mine. They are usually pretty funnie, and I think I could use some type of comedy within my blogs!!
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