But just because it burns
Doesn't mean you're gonna die
You've gotta get up and try
Ever wanted something so bad that you'd do anything to get it? Good. Be determined, be ruthless and don't be afraid of failing. Sure you might risk losing people along the way, things may go wrong & you might have to go back to the drawing board time and time and time again, but isn't it worth it? Just because it hurts doesn't mean you should give up. One failure isn't the end of the world.
Sunday 21 October 2012
Sunday 22 July 2012
Purity
1) Freedom from adulteration or contamination
2) Freedom from immorality, esp. of a sexual nature
When I think of purity I see white. Roses, dresses, sheets, curtains... white. White everything. Children, little girls, laughs, smiles. Pure. Purity, of course, is usually thought of in relation to sexual activity... whether or not you maintain a state of sexual abstinance; do you still have your virginity? So once this is tarnished I guess you're not pure any more. So what are you? Dirty?
I don't like to think so. I think it is something that has happened, and while you can't regain it, it isn't something that should act as a hindrance upon your life. Presuming that you are not within a marriage scenario & therefore a "bad" person, you have lost your virginity to a boyfriend, an ex-boyfriend or a guy you just met; maybe a guy friend, only you know. That is what you wanted at the time, and sure, maybe it was a mistake, but does it make you a bad/dirty person for life? No.
Beyond physical purity is mental purity. For me this is more difficult to maintain, what with so much crap in the world these days & a heck of a lot of mental illness. I think purity is a state of mind as well as a physical thing and that this should be acknowledged. I'm not encouraging losing virginity and saying that it's okay as long as you justify it in your mind... I believe that it should be held onto for as long as possible. However, if it is lost "prematurely" then I think people should stop targetting and highlighting it as the end of the world. It's gone, it's not coming back, get over it.
Purity and innocence are tightly linked. When I think of innocence I think back to my childhood. There were no dirty jokes, no friends who'd stab you in the back if you turned for a second, no arguements, no boys to impress, no universities to suck up to. The biggest lie you told was that you hadn't taken those sweets from the jar. That gets lost over time and in its way, linked to virginity, but this isn't all about sex. I think we should hold onto our innocence, try to be trusting but not naive, loving but not used, helpful but not walked over.
This has been pretty fluffy and waffly... But basically I think you should define pure for yourself & don't let people make you feel like you're not worth anything.
2) Freedom from immorality, esp. of a sexual nature
When I think of purity I see white. Roses, dresses, sheets, curtains... white. White everything. Children, little girls, laughs, smiles. Pure. Purity, of course, is usually thought of in relation to sexual activity... whether or not you maintain a state of sexual abstinance; do you still have your virginity? So once this is tarnished I guess you're not pure any more. So what are you? Dirty?
I don't like to think so. I think it is something that has happened, and while you can't regain it, it isn't something that should act as a hindrance upon your life. Presuming that you are not within a marriage scenario & therefore a "bad" person, you have lost your virginity to a boyfriend, an ex-boyfriend or a guy you just met; maybe a guy friend, only you know. That is what you wanted at the time, and sure, maybe it was a mistake, but does it make you a bad/dirty person for life? No.
Beyond physical purity is mental purity. For me this is more difficult to maintain, what with so much crap in the world these days & a heck of a lot of mental illness. I think purity is a state of mind as well as a physical thing and that this should be acknowledged. I'm not encouraging losing virginity and saying that it's okay as long as you justify it in your mind... I believe that it should be held onto for as long as possible. However, if it is lost "prematurely" then I think people should stop targetting and highlighting it as the end of the world. It's gone, it's not coming back, get over it.
Purity and innocence are tightly linked. When I think of innocence I think back to my childhood. There were no dirty jokes, no friends who'd stab you in the back if you turned for a second, no arguements, no boys to impress, no universities to suck up to. The biggest lie you told was that you hadn't taken those sweets from the jar. That gets lost over time and in its way, linked to virginity, but this isn't all about sex. I think we should hold onto our innocence, try to be trusting but not naive, loving but not used, helpful but not walked over.
This has been pretty fluffy and waffly... But basically I think you should define pure for yourself & don't let people make you feel like you're not worth anything.
Wednesday 18 July 2012
"This moment will just be another story someday."
Memories need to be created, actions need to be taken and fun has to be had. Great new things need to be tried and new places explored. Carelessness must be exercised and mistakes should be made. Worries should cease and cares abandoned. Laughter should reign and tears of happiness be the only ones permitted. Dancing should be compulsory and singing the international language. Love should be easy and not focused on sex. Judgement should be minimal and acceptance freely given.
On average we will all live until we're seventy years old. Age 0-12 we're in primary school, 13-18 we're in that weird puberty/I'm a teenager/why is my body doing this?/rebel against my parents-y stage. 19-30 is that get a good education, get a job, get married stage. From then on we're trying so support our family, keep up our job, pay the bills etc. By the time we have the time and the money to enjoy ourselves we're 65 (85 if the government keep raising the age for retirement) and not to be ageist because I do love old people, but there are things which we can no longer do. So to combat this, we need to make time for fun in between all the chaos of life. We need stories to tell our grandchildren, we need fun to keep us healthy. So get out there and smile.
On average we will all live until we're seventy years old. Age 0-12 we're in primary school, 13-18 we're in that weird puberty/I'm a teenager/why is my body doing this?/rebel against my parents-y stage. 19-30 is that get a good education, get a job, get married stage. From then on we're trying so support our family, keep up our job, pay the bills etc. By the time we have the time and the money to enjoy ourselves we're 65 (85 if the government keep raising the age for retirement) and not to be ageist because I do love old people, but there are things which we can no longer do. So to combat this, we need to make time for fun in between all the chaos of life. We need stories to tell our grandchildren, we need fun to keep us healthy. So get out there and smile.
If I go crazy then will you still call me superman?
You stumbled in and bumped your head,
If not for me then you'd be dead
I picked you up and put you back
On solid ground
I've realised that people are extraordinarily ungrateful. Perhaps something I should have realised sooner, but hey, better late than never. People rely on me... a lot. They lean on me and expect me to fix all of their problems, regardless of what I may think/feel/have going on in my own life at the time.
One of my friends recently broke up with his girlfriend of 2ish years and ever since he's been totally dependent on me. I didn't even know him when he was going out with his girl, we only really became friends because of the break up because he spewed all of his problems to me one night. Please don't get me wrong, I love to help and I had no problem listening to him, offering advice and yeah, being a shoulder to lean on... but when that's all he wants to talk to me about it becomes a bit of a problem. Then, as a result of me trying to help, my now boyfriend suspects that there's something going on between us. But does the guy back off? No, of course not.
I've helped him all I can and he refuses to help himself, then when I ask him to help me by backing off he still stays close, makes my boyfriend suspect and makes me feel guilty when I get frustrated with him. I've helped the guy a lot, I've helped him get over this ex girlfriend and he's still not grateful enough to help me out this little bit.
Ranty ranty rant. Sorry.
If not for me then you'd be dead
I picked you up and put you back
On solid ground
I've realised that people are extraordinarily ungrateful. Perhaps something I should have realised sooner, but hey, better late than never. People rely on me... a lot. They lean on me and expect me to fix all of their problems, regardless of what I may think/feel/have going on in my own life at the time.
One of my friends recently broke up with his girlfriend of 2ish years and ever since he's been totally dependent on me. I didn't even know him when he was going out with his girl, we only really became friends because of the break up because he spewed all of his problems to me one night. Please don't get me wrong, I love to help and I had no problem listening to him, offering advice and yeah, being a shoulder to lean on... but when that's all he wants to talk to me about it becomes a bit of a problem. Then, as a result of me trying to help, my now boyfriend suspects that there's something going on between us. But does the guy back off? No, of course not.
I've helped him all I can and he refuses to help himself, then when I ask him to help me by backing off he still stays close, makes my boyfriend suspect and makes me feel guilty when I get frustrated with him. I've helped the guy a lot, I've helped him get over this ex girlfriend and he's still not grateful enough to help me out this little bit.
Ranty ranty rant. Sorry.
Wednesday 13 June 2012
Just signed back in here for the first time in a long time and decided to read some old posts... all I can gather is that I used wayyy too many rhetorical questions. I liked to talk about change a lot though, and even though it's been six months since I last blogged, I haven't really changed an awful lot about myself. I'm studying at the minute, or at least trying to; I can't seem to find the motivation to do anything except eat all around me.
My friends have changed; some for good and some for bad. It's sad to watch, but I can't seem to do anything about it. I've also had the privilege of watching some of my friends grow in confidence and skills and they're actually going places and being happy- that's pretty great. I've also surrounded myself with a different friend group, but still seeing the ones that I care about- just less frequently which I need to change, but that's my own fault. The human mind is a ridiculous thing- that is one thing I've gathered, though I'm not sure why I didn't realise sooner. We all worry too much, and even as I'm typing this I'm worried about how I come across to my two readers or whatever unfortunate person that stumbles across this.
"Society killed the teenager." So overused, so cliché, so true. We've been screwed over, but maybe that's just my silly opinion that I will regret in another six months time... Everything's focused on the future, conformity and being "grown up." I can't be assed with it, and yet I find myself doing it anyway. I've gotta study to get good grades to waste loads of money on University to get that job that doesn't exist to get money to pay back my student loans. Then if a job actually appears in Northern Ireland, I'll be stuck in it for the next 50 years of my life. Sounds great, doesn't it? Ha, there are those rhetorical questions again...I'll stop now- bad habit enforced by GCSE English.
Passed my GCSEs, thought I was great, and have now realised how much simpler they were than AS Levels. I've two tomorrow, so sitting writing pointless crap on my laptop probably isn't my best move. Beats learning about Early Church though. Then on Friday I have another, and with the two exams tomorrow I won't have much time to revise for it...hello resits next January. I do, however, get to see my soon to be boyfriend on Friday after my exam, so that'll be fun. It's only taken us about a year and a disfunctional relationship on my part to get together, so let's hope it's all we've thought it will be. Could just be another silly teenage relationship, but we shall see.
I guess not much else has changed since I last posted; I don't have any revolutionary thoughts or plans as such, other than the overwhelming desire to get out of this pokey wee country. I love it, don't get me wrong, it's just that there is so much to see out there. I've been chatting and skyping with people all over the world recently and it makes me want to go so much more; I'm determined to see it happen. Certain universities I've been looking at offer the opportunity to go somewhere for a year- something to look into further. Up until quite recently I've been set on leaving home for University, but thinking about the logistics of it all it's looking more and more likely that I'll be staying in Northern Ireland. I shant rule anything out though.
Also, I need a part time job. So if you could find me one that'd be great.
Well, I think this shall be the end of my rambling and I'll hopefully post again before another six months is up; maybe even something which is even slightly structured. RE revision is calling me; Aimee out.
My friends have changed; some for good and some for bad. It's sad to watch, but I can't seem to do anything about it. I've also had the privilege of watching some of my friends grow in confidence and skills and they're actually going places and being happy- that's pretty great. I've also surrounded myself with a different friend group, but still seeing the ones that I care about- just less frequently which I need to change, but that's my own fault. The human mind is a ridiculous thing- that is one thing I've gathered, though I'm not sure why I didn't realise sooner. We all worry too much, and even as I'm typing this I'm worried about how I come across to my two readers or whatever unfortunate person that stumbles across this.
"Society killed the teenager." So overused, so cliché, so true. We've been screwed over, but maybe that's just my silly opinion that I will regret in another six months time... Everything's focused on the future, conformity and being "grown up." I can't be assed with it, and yet I find myself doing it anyway. I've gotta study to get good grades to waste loads of money on University to get that job that doesn't exist to get money to pay back my student loans. Then if a job actually appears in Northern Ireland, I'll be stuck in it for the next 50 years of my life. Sounds great, doesn't it? Ha, there are those rhetorical questions again...I'll stop now- bad habit enforced by GCSE English.
Passed my GCSEs, thought I was great, and have now realised how much simpler they were than AS Levels. I've two tomorrow, so sitting writing pointless crap on my laptop probably isn't my best move. Beats learning about Early Church though. Then on Friday I have another, and with the two exams tomorrow I won't have much time to revise for it...hello resits next January. I do, however, get to see my soon to be boyfriend on Friday after my exam, so that'll be fun. It's only taken us about a year and a disfunctional relationship on my part to get together, so let's hope it's all we've thought it will be. Could just be another silly teenage relationship, but we shall see.
I guess not much else has changed since I last posted; I don't have any revolutionary thoughts or plans as such, other than the overwhelming desire to get out of this pokey wee country. I love it, don't get me wrong, it's just that there is so much to see out there. I've been chatting and skyping with people all over the world recently and it makes me want to go so much more; I'm determined to see it happen. Certain universities I've been looking at offer the opportunity to go somewhere for a year- something to look into further. Up until quite recently I've been set on leaving home for University, but thinking about the logistics of it all it's looking more and more likely that I'll be staying in Northern Ireland. I shant rule anything out though.
Also, I need a part time job. So if you could find me one that'd be great.
Well, I think this shall be the end of my rambling and I'll hopefully post again before another six months is up; maybe even something which is even slightly structured. RE revision is calling me; Aimee out.
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