The Matchmaker Without A Match.

Lately, I have become the matchmaker of my group. I don't know how that happened, it just did. My guy friend was looking for a girl, because he wanted to forget about the girl who he liked, and I happened to know a single girl, who well doesn't know anything about dating. So, I think that they are perfect together, so I arranged  for them to meet, and now that they have, I wonder what will happen next.
Of course they are both shy, so I had arranged for them to hang out tomarrow. One knows, the other doesn't.
Being a matchmaker, I guess is a matter of knowing. I've been told that I'm good at this whole relationship thing. But the thing is, if I was so good at this whole relationship thing, then I would have someone of my own. Then I wouldn't have an exboyfriend who was constantly on my mind, or maybe I would have the guy that I like actually return the feelings back.
Ohh, well. Maybe I know more about other's lives, than my own.
I often wonder if I were to take my own advice, or to give myself some advice, would I end up telling myself something different than what I actually think would be different. I sometimes wonder why I end up why I end up at the bottom.
If, I knew so much, than maybe I wouldn't be glued to the phone, waiting for just one more reply from the guy who I like. I wouldn't be wondering about everything, interpreting every little thing that he says or does.
If I gave myself some advice, would it be the same.

I Don't Get You.

I've made my writing soley about members of the opposite sex, and how to charm them, and all that jazz. I always say that you should look between the lines of everything, because it's not what you say, it's what you don't say.
So you say you don't like me in that way? You say this, but the way that you act is another. Your eyes never leave me, you make it a point to make me happy, and you are always there for me (well the last one is more of a friend thing.)
I made a blog soley because I wanted to write about how dating works, the true knick of how this whole relationship thing. So is it true that I know nothing about how a person likes someone works, and all that I know is that I imagine things, or even look for things that are simply not there?
Do we rely on magazine articles, (well the teenage girls do) and love quizzes and horoscopes and gurus wayy too much? Do I rely on my past relationships on boys that liked me to find out whether not someone likes me currently?
I think knowing too much is dangerous because you look too hard for someone that is knows everything about a certain subject. Because then there is nothing that you have left to find, and that you are left looking wayy beyond the surface.
I also think if you did actually have those feelings, than you should tell me because I think that you and I would make a great pair.
Maybe I should stop thinking. That's what got me here in the first place.

These Emotions.

I never thought it would come to me ignoring you, because of my damn emotions. I never thought that I could cry this hard over someone who doesn't like me back, someone that thinks of me as just a friend. I never thought I could feel ever again.
You mean a lot to me, yes. I don't want to stop the feeling of liking you. I just know that it is not returned, you move on, and you will never know.
To the boy out there, you will never know how much I like you. And how hard it is to be mean to you. How hard it is to forget about you.
You will be my friend, someday. Whenever the feelings go away. I hope they are soon, because I miss having you around.
You are a great man. You are someone who deserves much more than I can ever give you. You will never be my first love. You will always be second, to the one who has broken my heart before. You will not know anything about love, and I have known the worst of it. I have had my share of bad relationships, and I am ready for a good one.
I like you because of the way you smile. I like you because you were adorable. I like you because you listen to every stupid probelm that I have had. I like you because you actually listen to me. I like to have you around whenever something goes wrong. I like you because you are the smartest person on the planet. I like the way that you are so modest about everything. I like you because you play the flute and don't care if you are the only dude that plays it. I like you, well because you are...well you.
But I don't need someone to save me. I can save myself. I don't need you to make me happy. Only I can do it.
Emotions suck. Especially when you show them way too easily, or as Carrie Bradshaw would say "being emotionally slutty." I am like an open book, you can read right through me.
Maybe that's my probelm.
To the person that this is about, I hope you don't take my behavior personally. I'm just taking the procautions necesary to avoid emotional sluttiness.
And please, if you happen to be reading this. I thought you liked me too. But, like all kinds of langauges, I guess there was a miscommunication.
And, i'm sorry for all of the trouble I've caused.

AWKWARD.

In our lives, we come to all sorts of awkwardness. The awkwardness of a breakup. The awkwardness of hanging out with your ex-boyfriend or girlfriend, while trying to meet other guys. The awkwardness of finally admitting to someone that you like them, only for them to say that they like you as a friend, and that they like some other girl. The awkwardness of saying something stupid, and not knowing how to say anything right. And of course, it's very awkward whenever you don't say anything; for fear of saying something that doesn't make any sense.
I guess in life there is a time when we reach any awkward situations. And I also guess that like always, we will find the way out of them. The answer may not be so clear, but it will be there.
The question is, how do we get out of them. Do we run? Do we act like nothing has ever happened? Do we try to forget that it's happened? How do we overcome an awkward situation?
I guess that wherever there are people, there will always be an awkward sitution somewhere in the world. Maybe not at your door, but maybe in Haiti or Japan.
Maybe it's all of those awkward moments that prepare us for the ones that matter. Maybe it takes a bunch of really bad moments to help us realize what a good one is like. Maybe like nothing can be all good or bad all of the time, not everything can go smoothly or awkwardly.
Maybe, for awkward moment we face, a good moment is somewhere in our distant future.

Are We Really?

Want to know whats sad? How we rely our happiness about the members of the opposite sex, and the person that we are interested in. When they talk to us, or something that shows that we return the feelings that we have about them, we are through the roof. When they do something that shows that they don't return the feelings, or they just in general are being rude, then we are depressed. And once they leave our lives forever, we resort to vegging out on the coach, with some sad movie, feeling like why us, why did this have to happen to me?
Of course, it sucks not to have someone in your life. It sucks not having someone to make you feel special, or to tell things to.
But whatever happened to making ourselves feel special? Whatever happened to being indpedant women, who don't need men to complete them? Are we really become reliant on someone of the opposite sex to tell us that we are special, and that when they don't want to be with us in a romantic relationship, then we mourn them like they are the dead?
I think that in the end we just miss the idea of someone outside ourselves, realizing that everything comes to an end, and not everything lasts forever. Eventually, we will die.
The things that last forever are the things that we look for. We just want someone to keep us company, someone to talk to, someone to make us breakfast in bed when we are sick. I look for that kind of thing and I often feel that I'm asking for too much, or trying to find that perfect thing.
Well, no one is perfect.
Now I ask myself, what am I looking for now? I don't want a rebound, I want some one to make my day. I don't want to feel like I need them, and if and when they left me, which especially in high school I know will happen, I would be okay. Sure, I would feel the hurt, but I know I can handle everything. At the end of the day, I just want someone to keep me company, not someone to tell me that I'm pretty and nice. No lines. Just simple.

Stop obessing, Time to Move On.

Everyone has that thing going on in their life that makes them mad, or wish that things were going differently in our lives. Whether it's a breakup, or some other things that could make someone want to go crazy, we've all been there.
Personally, I think that these times are the ones that make us stronger than before. If a guy doesn't like you, after stringing you along for months on end, then you learn to let you're feelings known. If you date a guy that wants to go farther than you want to, learn not to date the dude that everyone thinks is a creep. There is a reason why people think they are creepy, you know. It just took a little longer for you to realize than the others. If someone says they don't like what you are wearing, or what you do with your life, then they are way too controlling. Then, you learn how to look out for warning red flags, and trusting your guts. Because your gut sometimes knows better than you do.
With every bad thing that happens to you, you are given a chance to prove that you can survive. And with the help of your good friends, you can get through it. And you will. Hence, if the girl who says having girl friends causes drama, it must be because your the bitch. The ones with the friends, are not the whores, but the person who has more healthy relationships than the one with no friends.
We girls need girl friends in our life. My friends are the rocks of my life. I can not survive with out them, because friends help us through every kind of struggle.
So, the point of this, is that if your sad, lean on your friends. But, also please stop obsessing over every little thing that we have done in the past, no matter how hard it may be. Then, you will become stronger, and you will be able to do anything that you set your mind to.

Do we ever forget?

To me, one of the hardest things in this world, is a math probelm. Well, up until a couple days ago. Then, I came face to face with them. Then, I realized that math wasn't the hardest thing on the planet to do.
Emotions, well dealing with all of mine, are one of the hardest things for me to ever come face to face with. It's like the one thing I try to avoid like the plague.
Up until now, I thought I was too classy to remember the original one who has broken my heart originally. But for some odd reason, he popped into my mind a couple days ago. Maybe it was after finding out that someone didn't share the same feelings that I had with them.
Now, I ask why after a year and a half, do my thoughts still come to your direction. I think about you way more than I ever should, especially after you treating me like I meant nothing to you. I made myself look like an idiot.
For you.
Now I ask, do we ever forget?
I don't get why I can't just forget you. Could it be that I loved you? Could it be that you were the first? Either way, I don't see why you just can't leave my mind, and never come back.
I wish that I never thought about these things.
I wish that you have answered my attempts at fixing things, because I think things suck at whereever they are now.
But the one thing I don't wish for? To earse this whole thing, because it has made me a stronger woman. Thank you for hurting me, I grew not to give my heart away easily. I grew to be more careful, and love with my head not my heart.
Will you permantly leave me mind? And have I permantly left yours?

Where My Emotions Lead Me.

Ever have that dude that you are friends with that you can't help but have a huge crush on, because they are one of the nicest dudes on the planet. They know how to make you happy, and they just get you, so you just fall.
Until they don't catch you, and you are standing there alone, looking like an idiot. So, you sit there, with ice cream in one hand, and tears in your eyes, because you really had feelings for this person. That your feelings meant nothing to that person, and so now you feel like an idiot.
I've written about this person in the past, how much I've liked him. I wish him nothing but happiness, and i hope you know that a girl who was two years older than you, liked you. She never intended to harm you, she just liked you. She didn't feel like you were like the others that she has been with, the other five before hand. She actually liked you, and really wanted to be with you. She felt that you cared about her. That's why she let those feelings linger for this long.
I really liked you, and I really thought you liked me. I feel like a fool, and I'm sorry. I hope she treats you well, like the way that I would have. I thought that I meant something to you, and that it would happen between us.
I had the feeling.
The signs were all there.
My friends said so.
But its my fault. I read too much into things.
I hope that one day, we both can be on the same page about our feelings.
And I hope I can find someone that will like me that way.

If you don't get respect, why should you give it?

Ever feel that people don't care anout you, or your personal space, life, or privacy? But yet, they seem to demand respect like it should be automatic?
But, why should respect those who don't respect us? Is respect something that we should automatically get, or is it something that we have to earn? Just because someone has a higher position than you, shouldnt't mean that you have to automatically respect them for that reason. Respect shouldn't be based on position on the food chain, but by how the person treats you. If you give it, you get it. Plain and simple. It should be earned, not something that should be given away.
Unfortunatly in life, there are people who think that just because they hold a high position respect should be just given to them, like it means nothing. Respect should mean something. Respect should only be given to someone who truely deserves. I think respect is something similar to your virginity- something that means a lot and shouldn't be given to just anybody that you see on the streets.
People who barge into others often don't respect their personal space. Respect is something that we need to start doing, and because one is a parent, or one with higher power, doesn't mean that they automatically get that respect factor. But unfortunatly, that is not how the world works. Everyone is more demanding now, than they ever were. Demanding for speed, love, and for everything to go their way, or else it is wrong. If only we can go back to a time when respect, and virginity, actually meant something.

Things I Wish I Had The Nerve To Say

Latley, I've been feeling like I'm going to burst from all of the things that I kept inside. I feel like it's time to say things, but I'm too scared to do it.
Then, I thought why am I so scared to do this?
Then I realized.
It wasn't me I was afraid of.
It is the reaction of other people that I'm afraid of the most. The thought of no longer having my secerts inside of me, in my mind, and heart, but outside in the world, where people can judge you, and tell you that you shouldn't feel this way.
I guess that I wish that I wasn't paralyzed with the fear of others. I wish that there was a rewind button, because then if things didn't go the way that I had orignially planned, I could just rewind it, and things would go on without me saying whatever it was that I needed to say.
I guess asking people out is harder than anything. On one hand, we want to know what happens, or could happen between the two of us. But on the other, we don't want to be rejected, or red in the face. Nerve is something that we can not easily get, but when we do, it can be dangerous.

Deleted.

Today, I just felt like spring cleaning. Well, my facebook inbox. So I did, and I realized that I had messages tracing back to my ex boyfriend, and a former friend both have hurt me in some way, shape or form. So, I pressed delete, and in one second, they were gone forever.
Now, wouldn't it be nice if there was a delete button to more than just inboxes? What if there was a delete button for everything that we didn't want in the hard drive that was our mind, or in our lives?
Well, of course, nothing is that simple. Nothing will ever be as easy as pressing an invisible button, and all of your probelms will just magically go away. In life, we have to deal with them, face to face. And once we do, we become stronger. After saying our final goodbyes, we can not let the wounds fester, because if we do, we really can not move foreward.
So, after deleting those messages, I had decided to block my ex-boyfriend. That way, I wouldn't be able to see his face, ever on his facebook, or on mine. Even though I will still run into him time after time, in the halls, in the concerts, I know that he is forever deleted from my facebook account. If he comments any one of our mutal friends, I know that I wouldn't be able to see his stupid viola picture. I don't care about him anymore, and starting today, he is not worth my time.
It's time to move foreward.
It's time to say screw you to the past.
It's time to stop obsessing over what went wrong between us. It's unhealthy, and stupid.
It's time to finally let go.
It's time to finally breathe.
Right now, I feel so powerful. I know that I can accomplish anything that I set my mind to. I can climb the highest mountain, swim the deepest sea, run the longest race. If someone hurts me, then I know I will feel hurt, but I will be able to deal with it.
My past is finally behind me.
Screw you, you silly ginger. I can do anything, and I don't need you to tell me otherwise. I will leave you alone, no more prank phone calls, or texts, or anything else that involves interaction with you. No more talking to your friends, and hanging out at your turf.
I'm gone.
I'm done.
I'm free.
I've finally able to let go, and start a new life. A life of trusting more people, unless they give me a reason not to trust someone. A life of less thinking, more doing. I will not blame myself for things that I did not do or cause. If something is in the past, it is in the past.
Goodbye to my past.
Hello to my future.

Stop Overthinking. Just Do.

Ever have this huge crush on someone that whenever you were around them, you had no idea what to say to them? So either you don't, or you say something that doesn't make any sense.
Being a matchmaker, (well trying to be) I've noticed that whenever I put someone that like someone else, it's usually the most awkward thing that I've ever had to experiance. Usually, you can probably hear crickets somewhere in the background, or something along those lines. The person is too nervous to say anything, mainly to avoid screwing up, or not to say something stupid. So they don't.
First of all, why do we think that we have to reach this degree of coolness when it comes to dating, and the members of the opposite sex, when really all we need to be is ourselves? Why do we overthink every single move that we make when we are around them? My guess is that we have to worry too much, because if we let our guard down, they could see the true us, and then run.
Second of all, why do we think that if they knew about the real us, they wouldn't like us? Why do we feel the constant need to impress them, when by just being ourselves, we can impress them? Maybe we're too scared to mess it up, because they are the best thing that has ever happened to us? Or that they are way out of our league?
I wonder what would happen if we stopped overthinking everything that happened, if we just were whoever the hell we were, and that was that. No games, just living, just existing, just breathing. Why do we as human beings have to be so damn complicated?
My advice to all of the people out there who have a crush on someone is to stop overthinking about it. If you overthink it, because you feel the need to impress someone, then you are bound to mess up. Just be yourself, and the rest will fall into place.

and i guess i should, shouldn't i?

Ever have that person in your life that no matter how hard you try, you can't figure out? They act like they have romantic feelings for you, and then they deny it. They act all nice to other people, but socially awkward when it comes to you. And if you really like them, and don't want to lose them, because they mean a lot to you, what are you left to do.
I should tell him how I feel. That seven month itch has been getting to me a lot lately, and now I'm left wondering what I should.
I guess I should say that I liked him from the moment I meant him, with his wrists broken, and bright green backpack. I should tell him that I can tell him anything that goes through my silly mind, and he would always be there to hear it. When I'm sad, he's there. When I'm happy, he's there.
And that may sound like a bad thing. But, I guess having someone always there for you is sort of a good thing.
I guess maybe my answer is right in front of me. If he doesn't feel that way about me then I guess that's that. You can not change how people feel about you, you can only change how you react. And if he does feel that same way for me? Great.
To the person who this is about:
I promise you that there is no one else that you should be jealous of. You are one of the few people that I trust. I give you my heart, if you're only willing to take it. I like you, and you should know this.
Now, to only tell him..

Why Do We Hide?

Everyone has a secert of some kind. Whether it's about who they have romantic feelings for, or about whether or not they are gay or straight..we all have them. They just are hidden beyond the surface, where no one could see them, or pick them apart for the public to see.
My question is, why are we scared for the public to know our secerts? Are we scared to let ourselves be free from the sterotype of what is perfect and what is not.
So, don't be afraid. Today, try to something that you would normally not, not because of fear or because you can't.
You can.
So here goes nothing.
Go.
Tell.
Your.
Dirty Little Secert.
After all, as Roosevelt said, the only thing we have to fear is fear itself.

It's About Time.

Saying how I feel is one of the hardest things for me to do. I'd rather shave my head, then ever admit my feelings, due to fear of getting my heart thrown in the trash, being treated like it was nothing.
But on here, no one can hurt. So here, I write a pathetic letter to the person who has stolen my heart. Here goes nothing.
Dear Person I Have Feelings For,
As you probably know, due to my past, feelings are the hardest thing for me to ever admit to. It's something that I guess, that if someone had not broken my heart before, then I would be the open book that I wish to be with you, but then I would have not met you.
Yes, I have feelings for you. Those words are so hard for me to say face to face, because I really don't want to lost you as a friend. I don't want to lose seeing you during my lunch hour, when we both talk about things that we consider to be important. If I had lost you, even as a friend, I would feel sad, but I know I could live. It would suck more, but I'd live.
I like the way that you look at me, when your hazelish eyes dilate whenever you talk to me. I notice the way that you looked at me, when you came to my game, having you there to support me doing something that I love. When a member of my family died, you were there, arms open to heal my aching wounds. When I was attacked by a vulture of a woman, you heard me cry.
I plan to tell you this, well planned to tell you this. A million times actually, but I thought, what if I lost you? What if he took the road that the other men in my life had.
I have feelings for you. I enjoy your company. And you make me smile. And I can only hope that you feel the same.
And if you don't, well that's cool too.
From,
Me.

Why Do People like to Put A Downer on our Day?

There are people in our lives, friends that, well basically like to rain on our parade. They tend to be the ones that tell us that we can't do anything, no matter how hard that we tried, the ones that tend to crush our dreams rather than watch them soar.
I have to ask them, why do they do it? I have thought about this, and came up with three possibilites:
1. They are jealous of the dream that you have, because you are close enough to actually reach that goal, so in order to make themselves look better, they try to bring you down by saying that you can't do whatever you wanted to do, and therefore will do just about anything to destroy those dreams that you have, so they can be the ones at the top, with all the glory.
2. They actually care about what your doing, and they want to protect you from wasting your life on that guy that you may have a crush on, or from making the biggest mistake of your life. It's their own way of saying 'I care about what you are doing, because I don't want to see you fall'. If that's the case, then you have a really good friend.
3. Your friend just likes to see you sad, or upset. And in that case, I must say this nicely- GET NEW FRIENDS, because the friend is a jerk to you, because your friend should try to support you at all times. They don't want to see you sad, they just want to see you at your best.
And to all of my friends, who support me or just know how to be there for me. You're probably reading this, and I just want to say thank you for all that you have done for me. Through my terrible first relationship with a redheaded monster, to now as I try to find my place in this world, to find out what love truelly and actually is. Thank you, very much. I love you guys, always. And if anyone does you wrong, I will do them wrong...well just saying.

Faith.

Religon is one of the most debated topics in my opinon. To me, it's all the same. We all love God, and believe in an afterlife, well pretty much all of us. We just have different ways of practicing our ways, in addition to having many types of traditions.
So, why must we hate on the people that do things, or worship differently than we do? Is it fear of what they are actually doing? Are we as human scared to go to the person that is different than what we are? I guess that we subsitute our fear with words of hate.
So, for everyone that is reading, screw the fear and open your eyes. Sometimes with out the blindness of our judgement, we can see people for who they really are, because hate can cause some serious damage. After all, look at the holocaust. Look at all of the mormons that had to move out west because of people that didn't like them preaching their ways.
We should all take Ozzy's Osboune's advice, as he says in his hit song "Crazy Train", "maybe it's not too late, to learn how to love, and forget how to hate".
And it's never too late to forget how to hate, so we can start actually having peace on earth.

To Love Someone?

Yesterday, a friend told me that if you liked someone for more than four months that means that you love them. Me, being someone that has liked someone for more than seven months, is left questioning that theory. Am I falling in love? Or am I already in love, but just not admitting it to myself? And then all those questions of falling in love the crazy way, and the fears of becoming that annoying, always in love, always talking about the person that they are in a relationship with come to mind.
Whatever happened to just not thinking about what your feelings are? Why do we second guess them to logic...why do we learn to love with our brain, due to the ones that have broken our heart, and forget how to love with our hearts, for the ones that matter the most? Whatever happened to being crazy, to just trusting our guts on everything. Like Rose said in the movie Titanic, "it's crazy, that's why I trust it." So, why can't we trust the gut feeling of knowing what is right, and ignoring the doubts that our brains give us?
First of all, it's the feeling of fear of being heartbroken. We fear that if we take a chance for some kind of romance or something, we will fall and crash and somehow end up even more scarred then beforehand.
Second of all, it's the feeling of logic. Logic clouds pretty much all of our emotions, especially ones with the heart. Logic of what sounds crazy, making it sound to us that the intial thought is crazy, and logic scars us, keeping us from ever doing something crazy.
Or maybe it's both.
My love life, for the past year, has been trying to shake the memory of my past. It's been trying to let go of everything, and to find out what I really want. I had to figure out what exactly I wanted from a relationship, in order to ever have a new one.
Seven months ago (about), I had woken up, gotton dressed, all that fun stuff, expecting the third day of school to be like normal. It wasn't after walking into my third period class. I had met someone who I knew in the instant that I had laid eyes on him, that I liked him. And everyday, for the past seven months, the feelings that I had day did not cease, but grew stronger as I got to know him. Friends think that I am crazy for not telling him how I felt, but I guess that in love, maybe crazy is the norm. One of these days, when the mood is right I will finally tell him..and hope that he likes me too.
Maybe to love someone is to forget all fears, and to just listen to your heart.
(A little sidenote: I dedicate this blog entry to a friend of mine who I've mentioned early, the one who told me about that four month thing. She is like a "little sister" to me, and has taught me to be more carefree when it comes to love. Even though I have taught her my secerts to love, and flirting, she has taught me how to shed all of the fears that I may have and just listen to my heart. I thank her for that, and I hope that no boy messes with her heart, the way I was messed with. And if they do, things won't get too pretty. And she also has excellant music taste. Just saying)

Why do We Need Advice?

In all of the teenage magazines that I read, I've noticed that there is always a section for advice of some sort. Whether it's love, family, or whatever else, I've always wondered why they were so common. Why do we need to ask someone else, a complete stranger about what they think on something that you probably know the answer to already. Do we really need a complete stranger to tell us how to live our lives?
Chances are, you probably know the answer already. You probably know what is right for you as your writing the letter to the ask whoever person.
Unless you have no idea on the subject that you are in question about, then in that case, the situation is quite different.
My point of view is to always trust your instinct. If something doesn't seem right to you, chances are it isn't. Sometimes, the answer to any of kind of probelm is staring at you directly in the face, or you can feel it in your gut. My point is somewhere deep inside of you, you probably know what the answer of whatever probelm you have already.
So why do we need someone who does not know anything about us to tell us what we probably already know?
I think we all need to listen to that inner voice of ours. I think society has taught us to ignore it, and therefore adding some kind of pressure to do things, or act a certain way that doesn't fit who we are as a person. Listen to your heart. Chances are, it knows better than any kind of advice columist, or anyone else for that matter. (but if it's medical related, better ask a doctor.)

A Little Note On Class.

With shows like Teen Mom, Jersey Shore, and Skins, it's hard to get an image of a non dirty, unclassy female who respects herself, and doesn't use her body to get guys, she uses her mind. With these kind of shows on the televison channels, teenage girls think that acting like bimbos, and wearing shirts that show half of the girl's breasts is a classy way of living. Well, they are on the t.v screens, and magazine covers, this must be the right way of acting.
To all of the girls who think that. You, no offense, are stupid.
They are not to be role models. They are just public nuisances. They make things like drinking seem cool, partying socially acceptable, and sex before marriage the norm. Whatever happened to waiting until someoene is married to have sex, and whoever got drunk was the bum of the city?
Oh, of course it's not the 50s.
Of course, it's a new generation, not the one that our grandparents lived it. People traded in du-wop for rap, and the charlston with grinding..
I'm not trying to say anything against those things, and those people who agree or disagree with it. I'm pointing out the obivous.
To all of the girls who enjoy parading their goodies out there, remember guys don't like that. And the girls think that they are the shit, they are not. People think that you are annoying, and nobody wants to be with an annoying person. So, put the camera down with all of those mirror-shot myspace pictures. No one wants to see that. Next, please realize that you are the best thing since sliced bread. No. No one is. And actually pick up a book, and maybe, I dunno read it? Then perhaps, you'd become a classy and not a complete airhead, but then maybe people would like you.

True Happiness.

True happiness is something that is debatable amoungest the ages, but yet so few know the meaning of. Happiness in most senses is the simplest emotion, because all it involves is sunshine, and a smile. One could get happy about pretty much anything, from a butterfly, to a good date.
So, just go out and be happy, because true happiness is simple. And it's better than those other emotions out there.

How Long Is Too Long?

Ever have feelings for someone, that you feel that they have feelings for you as well? Ever feel like theres something there between you and this person, but there is no way for you to admit those feelings that you have about them, or even them.
So you wait.
But my question is, how long is too long? Months, weeks, years? Time is just variable in the scientific experiment of love I spose. The product, of course is the outcome. But the product, is sometimes the most unknown.
So. How long is too long?
And when will things begin to happen?
And are you just wasting your time?
I guess these things only have one thing to see. You just have to wait and see to find out.
But the most pateint one, sometimes begins to lose their footing..

Is love really that blind?

Ever date someone that everyone hates? Or someone, that everyone asks, why are you with him, you are way to good for him? And all you could do is just sit there, and look at them like they were from another planet?
This is an example of love blindness.
Love blindness is not seeing the person that you are currently in a relationship, because you are too infalated with them. Admit it, we've all been there sometime or another. We've all never seen someone's real colors, until they break up with you, or something else drastic happens that breaks your thin ice of reality, and sees the waters of the truth.
My question is, why are we blind? We do we ignore the bad things in a relationship and soley focus on the good things, like their voice, or the way that they make you feel. Is their good sides of their personality like a black hole or something like that, where you can't see past it with the naked human eye?
I question this even with abusive relationships. What exactly do the abused parties think? That they love them? Well, sure they may, not saying anything about a mad man loving someone and not knowing exactly how to treat the woman that he loves the right way. But, sometimes while in a relationship, you must be selfish. If he is hitting you, or treating you badly, then you should think of your own personal safety first, and run as fast as you can.
Just think, if you saw a friend going through this, what would you want them to do? Sometimes, you just need to step back for a bit, and then you realize, how unhealthy this relationship of yours is.

The Importance Of Staying Classy.

Nowadays, the line between classy, and unclassy has grown bigger, and bigger by the day. One one side, there is people like Snooki, who make partying look hot. On the other, there is other women, such as Kate Middleton, and Princess Diana of Whales, who must take class to whole another level. This leaves the modern day person wondering, what is classy these days?
You, the reader may be asking, what is classy, and why is it so important? Classy, in my defination is a indivdual who carries herself with dignity, and poise. She respects herself, in addition those around her, but if you mess with her, she won't let you get away with it. She doesn't fight for having all of the attention at all times, she shares it with others. She doesn't care if someone flirts with her man. She doesn't make a complete nuisance of herself. She also doesn't care about what people say about her, because she knows that the people who are talking about her are way below her level.
Now, you may ask, what isn't classy? Not being classy is being a complete unclassy indivudual, because you have nothing to do with your life. You complain too much, are loud, and obnoxious, and must always have the spotlight on you. You will fight any girl that gets in the way of your man.
Now the question is how do you stay classy? Just don't make a nuisance out of yourself in public, and you should be good. Don't act like you don't respect yourself, and respecting others is key.
Stay classy america, we don't want a bunch of teenagers having sex on the streets.

Why Does All Good Things Come to an End?

You all heard the saying, right? A good thing never lasts, it has to fall? Well, here's my question, why does it have to always end? Why can't everything stay really good forever?
I have come to one theory about this. In life we need balance, and too much of a good or a bad thing could perhaps disturb this balance of everything. You know, like too much of anything isn't too good? I guess it's like ying and yang.
To me, life is like a game of cards-completly unpredictable. You never what is dealt until after you look at the cards, and you never know what card you are going to get next. So enjoy the card you're on, if it's a good one. Enjoy every last bittersweet moment, because you really don't know what is going to be dealt to you next. Live like Rose and Jack on the Titanic, like every moment is your last. Because, for all you know, it just might be.
And for the bad times? Remember that these are the times that make you strong. Remember the good times, the sunny days. They will get you through the storm.
So to whoever is reading this. Live like you are dying.

No fail tricks to flirting.

Lately, it seems like I have become the love consultant, amoungst my friends. It has made me realized that I have a lot of experiance, well in the relationship area. So, here girls, and guys too, is some no fail tricks on flirting.

1. Text for legit reasons. Ever have that one person that no matter what would text you, ever second of every day, for stupid reasons? Do you like that? I bet not. So, therefore don't do that for someone else, and only text when you need someone to talk to, or whenever you have to ask him a question. And, of course whenever you feel like saying, or showing you care.

2. Don't make the conversation all about you. Ask him questions all about his life, too. Because he already knows that you're cool. You guys talking about music? Ask him questions about what he listens to? Then, ask him how he got into that type of music. That question is somewhat different, than what he listens to, and dropping it at that.

3. When you guys get bored, play twenty questions. That way, you get to know him, in a cool, playful way, and may get some insight on how he feels about you.

4. Don't limit flirting with the guy you like. Flirt with people that you know you will never see again, that way you will build up confidence for the guy that you really do like.

5. Show that you care about your guy. Whether it's telling him that you'll be there for him, when he's having a bad day, to asking him how his audition or tryout went. It shows that you care about him, and that you are a sweetheart. (well cause you are)

6. Don't text back right away. Guys like having to do a little chasing for some of the conversation. Oh, and one word answers also help for this, as well.

7. Have a wingwomen with you whenever possible. She can help you talk to guys, and break the ice, with little to no awkwardness. Also, they are good for getting numbers.

These are some of my no fail ways to flirting, well with class. Show the guy that you are a classy, sweet female that is irrestible (cause, well you are)

Moving On.

The past is like something that you can never replace, or earse. It's writtin with a permant marker, and although it may fade, then there will always be a mark. The past is always there for us, for us to reflect on, for us to realize our mistakes. But, we can never live in the past.We can only move foreward, because time moves only foreward, never back.
But, the question is, how do we move on from something that once meant so much to us? How do you one day love someone, or something, and then the next day, become opposite poles of nature? How do you recover from it, when all you really want to do is still be in the moment.
Life is like a dry earse board, nothing is ever permant, unless you press down hard enought that someone leaves an imprint on you. Sometimes, your earse board get's dirty of all of the people that never mattered. That is the time that we take the board cleaner, and clean it, opening our boards up to the ones that will matter more than the person who made it dirty in the first place.
How exactly do we move on? Of course, it's easier said then done, because nothing relationship-wise is not one solution fits all. You can't just earse it, because nothing is easy. Some can, because they think that they work that way. Others, work differently. We tend to sit around, and eat ice cream, cookies, basically every kind of junk food on the planet. Once we feel like we're about to get sick, we just lie there, and feel sick, and sorry for ourselves. And then, there is some people that just don't deal with it, like Bella Swan from the Twilight Saga. She just lets Edward fester in her soul, because of three reasons: 1. She is truely insane. 2. She doesn't want to let go, because she is afraid of losing the past. 3. She truely loves him.
In my experiance, moving on is the hardest thing that I have ever done in my life. It was hard to forget the great memories, because at the time that I didn't want to. I wanted to hang onto every last drop to the relationship that has shriveled up into a dry, dead rose. But that's not healthy. I was in love, or so I thought. Maybe I just wanted to hold onto something that made me smile, feel good about myself, and I had someone that truely cared about me. But now, I know that he didn't. And I know that I didn't love him. After a year and a half, I can say that I actually moved on. Of course, it took a year and a half to get to this point, but hey, it was a long road. But, I am really glad to move on to something new. I just wish that I had realized that I had come to this point a lot sooner than what I did. So goodbye to all of  the pain, and the guilt. I will treasure your memories, and I will thank you for the experiance. Good luck, to everything that you may do, because you and I both deserve the best in life.
And how do we know that by moving on, we are not losing something great? I guess you will have to listen to your gut truely. I guess that you will have to listen to your heart. Sure, you may feel broken now, but give it time, because time heels all wounds. You will move on to someone whose treated you better than the one who left you, because if the guy that left you, loved you or wanted to be around you, then they wouldn't have left you.

To The Point Where I Realized...

Today, while watching some random science movie, I came to realize that I had something with someone that is so great. Well, at least in my eyes. I realized that there is a person that I actually care about again. Someone that makes me smile, when all I wanted to do was cry in pain, is there for me, when I want a friend, and  inspires me to do things, that I myself never thought I could do. This person has the most amazing smile, makes everything seem so trivial, and is the smartest person on the planet. You know math probably better than my own math teacher. You enjoy science, in addition to taking some of the best pictures that I've ever seen. You listen to every probelm that I may come in contact with, offering your complete attention, and giving me the best advice of your knowlage.
Like most people you have your faults. You don't answer your phone all of the time. You hate peanut butter. You've broken your wrist. You're human after all, so there is some flaw, despite all of your greatness.
And I think I'm falling for you. I think I'm letting my emotions get the best of me, and yet, I don't know how the hell that I am going to pick myself off whenever I stop falling. I will hurt whenever I stop falling, because I know that you probably won't catch me. You probably think I'm crazy, but I am growing quite fond of you. You may not feel the same way, but I think that it's something that you should know.
If you ever end up reading this, I've realized I had those feelings. That "aha!" moment if you will. I never thought I could meet someone like you, and I was right. So, I'll never say those things that I've said above to you, because I can't risk feeling hurt again, to have you out of my life completly. Maybe I'm just crazy. Maybe I should forget about you, because then I won't risk losing you. You are my best friend, my shoulder to cry on.
Maybe I've fallen for my best friend. And time will only tell what happens next.

Standards.

In life, we develop a set of rules for all of our relationships. The ones with our friends. The ones with our famlies. The ones with our teamates. Even our relationsips with our significant others has rules.
My question is, why are these rules formed? Is it so that we can protect ourselves from getting hurt by those around us? Or is it something that is moral based, like if someone does something that does not agree with whatever we think is right, than we automatically think that they are no longer worthy of our time and efforts? Is is something that we come to agree on over time?
A rule is a rule, in my opinion. I have standards for all different sorts of things. Like, if a friend betrays me, and tells a secert about me to someone, anyone for that matter, than I will no longer consider them a friend for that reason.
My rules for dating are much different. Those, are made so that way I don't get hurt, and if i fall too fast for someone, then I could easily catch myself, because I am not following the rules I gave myself.
Another question is, what happens if these rules were made to be broken. Like, the i before e rule. I guess in these cases that I have mentioned, than I guess that there is bound to be some sort of exception somewhere out there. Like in 'He's Just Not That Into You'. The key character said that there is very few exceptions to why the guy hasn't called the girl. Of course, in the end he falls madly in love with the Drew Barrymore, like all chick flicks, but that's a different story.
What if we stopped playing these games with each other, and just were ourselves? What if we said 'screw you' to the wait three days before you call her rule. Or the other pointless rules that we have created over the years? When can we just live freely, without the hassle of following some sort of rule set by society, or the media?