When someone tells me they don’t watch Bravo
(Source: whatshouldwecallme)
And I intend on making mine fabulous. You only get one, so why not experience everything the world has to offer. Good and Bad. Mundane and Exciting. Legal and Illegal. Everything. Live for Today, Dream of Tomorrow.
Three months ago, I was Single. So single in fact I made it the title of my first post. Life moves pretty fast as Ferris Bueller noticed, and not only am I no longer single three short months later, I am also no longer sure of what I want to do with my life. Not to say I had it all figured out, but now I feel like possibilities are endless and the deadlines for life decisions continue to creep closer and closer. College is four years. That’s crazy…four years to figure out what you want to spend the rest of your life doing, and educating yourself on that area. I suppose that is why you are asked “What do you want to be when you grow up?” after shortly exiting the womb. Well, I don’t ever really see myself growing up…but I’ve quickly realized that’s not an acceptable loophole to life and its responsibilities. As for now, my goal is to enjoy each and every moment, and learn from everything and everyone. Four years isn’t enough to learn all that I have an interest in.
I’ve come to learn that everyone has their own definition of happiness. Everyone has their own definition of love. The definition of success also varies. My hope for my life is to wake up everyday doing what I love, so that I may never work a day in my life. Today I realized that not everyone feels that way. I’ve always defined myself by what I hope to do, and I guess the fact that some people can separate themselves from their careers is a foreign concept. I’m a committed person, and I pour myself into everything I do, and not to say that people who can shrug off the 9 to 5 are in anyway less devoted to their work, but I just desire to have a job that I can’t get enough of.
I love people. I try to show it in every way I know how. I speak encouraging words. I do nice things. I give gifts. I give hugs and little love pats. Sometimes you have to realize that some people love you, and they most likely aren’t going to show it. You just have to know. That can be extremely difficult.
This little explorative ramble has no point really. I just would typically write this down in some journal lying around, but since they are all packed up waiting to go to Nashville, I figured this was the next best thing. Tomorrow is a new day. My goal is to workout. Make money. Plan ahead.
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I just Love Tab! 90 years old, only Grandpa I’ve ever known. No relation. Blood doesn’t make family.
I Love Them. Mine are no longer living, and maybe that can be attributed to fondness of the elderly. I love their gravely voices. Their detailed stories. I love how they will act like you know about everything and everyone they are talking about. “Carl went out to the highway yesterday to fix Dina’s fence from that hail storm last week. She’s been sick for I don’t know how long.” …I have no idea who those people are or what highway is being referenced, but I nod and ask questions accordingly. I just wish I could adopt all the world’s elderly as my grandparents! …even the bitter and sassy ones!
Today I vow to make the most of every single day. It’s sad that I’ve neglected to indulge in all life has to offer. This is my Golden Year, 22 on the 22nd. I intend to Live Life to the fullest and Exploit my gifts in a way that will yield extreme opportunity.
Australian Music is invading the scene. Gotye, Kimbra, Daniel Merriweather….SO SO good.