Something just occurred to me:
For those that are morally/ethically/what ever reason opposed to immigration to the US brings this analogy to mind.
*dreamy flashback transition*
Imagine I go to a family’s house and, without their permission, throw a wild party, kind of destroy and mistreat their home, and confine the family in a room somewhere by themselves, in the dark, while I party it up. I let this party continue, gather more guests and whatnot…..but then later on in the evening, new people want to join the party (that I really had no right to throw). I get mad and turn them away. Because I’m afraid they’ll kill my party’s vibe. They don’t dress/act/dance/talk like my guests, so I don’t want them there. At a house that I took.
So today’s my eighteenth birthday. In the eyes of the US government, I am an adult.
I think I’ll watch Disney movies and Spongebob all day to celebrate!
Every few weeks when I get on tumblr
Why are there suddenly so many new gifs of One Direction on my dash?
And then it hits me. A new 1D video must have dropped .352 seconds ago.
Why 1: does the word 'Lisp' have an 's' in it? That just seems cruel.
Why 2: did Bill Cosby title it "The Cosby Show"? That just seems selfish.
Why 3: is Beyonce so amazing in every way? That just seems unfair.
Why 4: is Rihanna so amazing in every way? Also unfair.
Why 5: is Bruno Mars not happily married to me?
Why 6: is the legal drinking age in America so fucking high? That just seems useless.
Why 7: are blood oranges red? That's just fucking weird. And they're so good, it's scary like actually.
Why 8: do people complain about what people put on submission blogs? Like, submit something you wanna see or stfu, like really.
Why 9: is college so expensive? I'm getting an education so I can be in debt for the rest of my life? Dafuq?
Why 10: is Ray Lewis retiring? The Ravens won't be the same without 52.
Why 11: is it impossible to lick your elbow? And who first discovered that little factoid?
Why 12: have I taken the time out to write all of these?
Why 13: have you taken the time out to read all of these?
Why is The Mortal Instruments series not over yet? Like, actually tho. I mean, I love the characters and Clare’s writing and all, I just…why isn’t it over yet?City of Glass was the perfect ending.
And this movie makes me nervous. I always get nervous with book to movie adaptations of my favorite series, but still. It makes me feel like no books are safe from Hollywood’s nefarious clutches.
And also, I like The Infernal Devices about 300x more than The Mortal Instruments.
Yah. *Drops mic and walks away*
I’m in college trying to make it in the real world. I want to learn all I can, I want to be successful, I want to feel accomplished and be a good role model for my sister. I want all of these things.
But above all else, I want to be happy. I want to laugh as much as possible, and love the people I’m with. I want that feeling, the one where you know everything is beautiful and you can’t help but smile. I want to be happy. Maybe it’s homesickness, or maybe it’s just that I’m growing up. But nothing nowadays makes me happy. Or, at least as happy as I would like to feel. It’s almost like an empty shell of emotion, all superficial, that can collapse at any minute. But I’m afraid that when it does, when this shell of mild content shatters, I will break too. That terrifies me..
None of this makes sense, and I’m sorry for that. Just had to vent.
A week ago, I was an idiot. I semi-accidentally stalked this boy, and wished with all my might that he would notice me. Or like me. Or SOMETHING.
Now, I could care less. I took a look at myself, reflected, and said:
“Girl. You’re in COLLEGE. Fuck that high school bullshit. You grown now. There’s no time to be pining over one guy when there’s studying to be done, boys to be met, and fun to be had.”
That guy you like, the one that doesn’t notice you, the one that you think is out of your league. Chances are, you’re that to someone else. Someone, somewhere, thinks you’re really cute and thinks you’re out of his league.
Now, all you have to do is open your eyes a little wider so you can find him.
You know what I find worse than feeling ugly or unattractive?
Feeling invisible. Feeling irrelevant. Feeling useless, worthless, and small.
I’ll try to look cute in the morning, and no one notices. I’ll walk outside without giving a f*ck how I look, and no one notices. I’ll make an extreme effort to stand out from the crowd, but nobody even cares.
I want to cry for help; yell, scream, and kick for attention. But I keep it all in.
‘Cause I’m afraid no one would hear me.
That’s what hurts the most.
Hey, girl, hey
I would like to apologize in advance.
The Vampire Diaries is coming back tonight, and yeah…I just have a lot of feelings.
That’s cool too.
BUT if you were wondering, I’m in college now! So, yeah. I’ve been neglecting you, my badsies.
I’ll be back, though, boo! Don’t worry.
I don’t get why, here in America, we have such a high standard of beauty, when the majority of our population meets NONE of these standards. It’s like in order to be considered beautiful, you’ve gotta be a size two with perfect skin, long hair, and legs that go on for days…but I’m pretty sure the average size in the US is 16+, and the average height is about 5’ 5”, and no one has perfect skin at all, and short, healthy hair is considered less beautiful than long, damaged hair.
Like, wtf? I love my country and all, but why are we so dumb sometimes?
*stressful, trying event occurs*
Me: How would [insert favorite fictional character name here] handle this situation?
Feeling like an failure in life while watching people younger than me perform amazing athletic feats in the Olympics.