It's a Saturday night, and what am I doing? Blog posting. Dang my life is awesome. Anyway, I'm really enjoying being home for the weekend...it's been a really tough last few weeks honestly. And home is favorite place to be when everything else is kinda sorta falling apart/people are being really stupid.
A few random thoughts bouncing around my head...
People that don't understand mental disorders really just need to shut their big fat mouths instead of verbally throwing up on the public over forums. Please. It'd be so nice to the rest of the world.
If someone has a problem with me, I'd much rather they just tell it to me instead of letting it fester like a wound until it's infected our relationship for good. Talking things out is the only way to fix them.
I love watching Vampire Diaries with Jade. Probably one of my favorite parts of coming home.
Look up Hurricane by 30 Seconds to Mars. Also Russian Roulette by Rihanna. Two of my favorite songs right now.
Why do human beings always, without fail, return to the relationships that they know will (or have) hurt them the most? What's up with our unconscious obsession with getting hurt over and over and over?
...I really having nothing to write about tonight. And I complain so much, that I really shouldn't...so I guess I'll write about something else :)
Guys. Abnormal psychology is the COOLEST class ever. My professor is a specialist in Scrupulosity OCD (this is what Erik has..) so we all know I'm basically beyond interested in that! If I ever have enough time to go get a doctorate degree, I really want to become an OCD specialist and work with other psychologists and psychiatrists to set up an institution and treatment center for teens and young adults that suffer from OCD. It's a big goal that's a long way off, but there is nothing I'd rather do with my life than dedicate it to help people that suffer from this disorder. And I think I'd be good at it :)
I hope my friend gets done getting ready soon so we can go eat food...
I wish my life had theme music. Music to describe my feelings, music to warn me that something bad is about to happen, music for those really epic moments or those days when you feel like a million bucks. I wish I could record the happiest moments of my life so that I could watch them later to remind me that life always gets better, and that the silver lining always exists.
The other day I had to say "something unforgettable" about myself in English class. I couldn't think of a single thing. Other people said stuff like "I hurt myself doing ____" or "I'm unique because I can ______." I couldn't think of any serious injuries, no interesting facts. There was literally nothing to set me apart from the crowd. This is kind of a depressing thought. Sometimes I wish I could have a "It's a Wonderful Life" moment so that I could see how life would change for my closest friends if I had never been born, what kind of impact I'm making on this Earth. I watch my roommates at school, and I watched all of high school. There are some people that just attract people to them like a moth to a light. It's not something you can easily define, but some people have that "spark" that makes it so they can make friends with everyone and anyone. Sometimes I wish I had whatever this is, just because sometimes I feel so incredibly different and lonely from everyone else that surrounds me. But I have faith that Heavenly Father gave me some talent that is key to who I am. Someday I'll have a husband that will want to have me in his life forever. I'll change people's lives and help them. Won't I?
Anyway. I'm going to go eat dinner now because I'm starving. Still on my quest to find out why I'm here and what the heck I'm supposed to be doing with my life. It's really hard right now to hold up my chin and put on a happy face to the world. It'll all work out in the end though. Just got to keep going.
....and really, is it hard for Ke$ha to ALWAYS be stoned?
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