Monday, December 17, 2012

One Year

Today is what would have been our one year. 365 days have gone by since December 17th 2011, at around 11:50 PM. I wonder if he still thinks of me. I wonder if he realized what day it is. I'm sad.




And I shouldn't be.

Sunday, December 2, 2012

I choose to be happy

I've been doing some thinking lately.

After going on a really fantastic date with a random new boy (I think it was a one time thing, but I think I'm fine with that), he offered me some advice on life. "The scientific definition of stress is avoiding what is," he told me. We were talking about stress, and I was talking about how I was always stressed and how it sometimes was overwhelming/ consumed my life, and he told me that his life kind of used to be like that, and then he realized that he didn't have to be stressed out. He wasn't stressed out, he was letting other people convince him he was stressed out. He was stressed about college, but he was talking to this older wise man (while playing basketball naturally, why can't this stuff ever happen to me?) and this guy told him that some of the most successful people came from state schools/dropped out of college. Life is what you make of it. You can choose to be stressed out, or you can take everything as it comes, and actually have fun in life, which is what he started doing. And he told me that when he started living like this, everything just kind of came together. He started having being really happy and having fun, and his grades even improved a lot. So that got me thinking.

I really love the song "Diamonds," by Rihanna, and even though it's probably talking about drugs (moonshine and molly? I see you Rihanna), I still really like the lyrics, particularly, "find light in the beautiful sea, I choose to be happy." Like my enlightening Negev experience, I realized I need to find the positives in my life, instead of focusing on the negatives. I have a really great life, and a lot of friends, and I'm going to get into a good school. Getting stressed out does nothing. Stress is honestly probably fifty percent placebo anyways, because half the time it's other people talking about how stressed they are that makes me stressed in the first place. I honestly can just choose to be happy. I can choose to have fun, and make the best of situations. I'm a senior, and my life shouldn't revolve around boys, or bitchy girls, or not being invited to the best parties, or not wearing the cutest clothes, or getting the most shifts at work, or getting the highest grades. I should just be focused on making the most of what I already have, which is amazing friends, a close family, and good enough grades. I realize that I usually spend my friday nights moping around at home, but that's my fault. I don't have to spend them alone; if I choose to be happy, I can create my own positives. Like this Saturday night, I called my friends, instead of waiting for plans to happen, and I ended up having a really great time. I have to move on from the past and live in the present, and be happy. Because life will be so much better that way.

FIND LIGHT IN THE BEAUTIFUL SEA, I CHOOSE TO BE HAPPY, YOU AND I, YOU AND WE'RE LIKE DIAMONDS IN THE SKY.


**side note: "Girl on Fire," by Alicia Keys is also a great uplifting "independence" song**