Oh Silly Me

So I volunteered at this camp called the National Junior Sports camp for this week. It's a really cool camp because it's a week long camp for kids in wheelchairs. Anyways, today was the last day and it was counselors versus the campers in a game of softball. So I was helping this really cute 10 year old boy named Galen, and while all the campers were boo-ing the counselors, Galen was actually rooting for the counselors! Who roots for the opposing team??? Every time they got a home run, i'd be like "Noooo!!!" and he'd yell "Yay! Go counselors!" When I first heard that, I was super surprised and asked him who he wanted to win, which he replied the counselors. And then I asked him why, and he said it was because "I like the counselors." That totally pulled at my heart strings, super aw right?! Who in the world roots for the other team and not your own just because you like them? Everyone likes to win! Who the heck wants to lose?

But then later on I find out, it wasn't so much he liked the counselors as he liked one specific girl counselor and wanted them to win because of that. T_T Yeah, not so aw anymore. Sigh, so basically lesson learned. Boys are boys at any age and you just can't expect anymore than that.

Ummm...This Needs To Be Me

Freakin' lovelovelove this look and feel. Cream coloring, silky dress mixed with cashmere cardigan, chunky necklace. YUMS.

Bruises

Sometimes you get hurt and a bruise will form. And sometimes the bruise will show up right away and at other times it will take longer to develop. Either way it's just a matter of time of when the bruise will show up. And when it does, it decides to make that wonderful ugly mix of colors, like an artwork you just don't understand. Visually or physically when you accidentally touch it and it hurts again, it's a reminder. Bruises are reminders of that pain you experienced of that time you walked into that bench or that time some little kid accidentally kicked you. And all it takes is time for them to disappear. And then it's like it never happened. But at the time you have that bruise, it hurts just a little less every day.

You could say this is a metaphor for those times you've felt pain in your life, but as for now, I really just have a bruise on my inner ankle from when someone kicked me in soccer and it's turning out this really ugly thing. 

Curiosity

One of the hardest things in life is denying the things you feel you are entitled too, or the things you want. We believe that stopping things at the root is the easiest to do because it can only get so much harder when you've already stepped into it, right? And for some, that is. But I believe sometimes it's the hardest to stop things at the root, before the damage is done. Because instead you'll leave yourself wondering the what ifs and what nots until it drives you nuts. The curiosity kills you. It's like telling someone not to think about an old granny in a bikini and all of a sudden that's all you think about. (Did you just have a mental image in your head? Gross huh?) It's the endless possibilities of that situation that drive you crazy, thinking that you're pretty sure what you want wouldn't be good for you, but wondering if it might actually be that one exception. That it might just be the best wrong decision you make. Then again sometimes you get what you want, only to find out it was more than you wanted and more than you could've handled and ultimately, not what you actually wanted at all. And then you go back and think that maybe stopping your wants at the root was the easiest choice, that it wasn't worth the aftermath of the decision. But hey, at least now you know and you won't be wondering anymore.

Relative Truth

One of the things i've learned in the latter part of life is that people lie. I grew up with honest parents who really valued honesty and instilled this quality in the foundation of my upbringing. And other than little white lies, i've never told a major lie to my parents. I'm not afraid to claim responsibility of my actions. Also most of my really close friends know i'm not very good at lying unless for a good cause or if I really try to. I have problems even telling the people at Starbucks a fake name. Being misunderstood is one of the most annoying things ever because I hate having people believe in the wrong thing. In dramas and TV shows, misunderstandings are what keep the shows going on, but I cringe every time I see it happening. And as people we unconsciously tend to expect others to do what we ourselves would do. So I tend to trust what people say to be the truth. Some may call that being gullible, but I call it being trusting.

The craziest thing though is that sometimes people may think they are telling the truth, when in fact they're lying. They may not even be aware that they're lying. They tell the same lie over and over in hopes of it becoming the truth someday. And they're afraid to admit it because then they'll no longer be able to believe in the lie they've been telling themselves.

The truth is relative.

My Favorite

"Therefore I will boast all the more gladly about my weaknesses, so that Christ's power may rest on me. That is why, for Christ's sake, I delight in weaknesses, in insults, in hardships, in persecutions, in difficulties. For when I am weak, then I am strong." (2 Corinthians 12:9-10)

Yes

Came across this on my newsfeed facebook when my friend (Emma) posted this on someone's wall, totally stalker-esqe I know. haha But it's good stuff and I just want to share this with all y'all.


“Don’t be afraid to be a fool. Remember, you cannot be both young and wise. Young people who pretend to be wise to the ways of the world are mostly just cynics. Cynicism masquerades as wisdom, but it is the farthest thing from it. Because cynics don’t learn anything. Because cynicism is a self-imposed blindness, a rejection of the world because we are afraid it will hurt us or disappoint us. Cynics always say no. But saying yes begins things. Saying yes is how things grow. Saying yes leads to knowledge. “Yes” is for young people. So for as long as you have the strength to, say yes.”
— Stephen Colbert




Let's learn to say yes to more things, yes? 


(Unless it's drugs or prostitution or something, the only thing growing from saying yes to those are debt and STDs, just sayin')