Sometimes we truly do need encouragement and love, when we make mistakes or quit what we set out to do. Sometimes, because of life circumstances, we need tough love and a reality check. As we are becoming adults we have to face some realities. Do we want to live better lives, self sustaining and independent? Or do we want to quit and hope everything just magically works out even though it may not have been working out for years even? Sometimes life sucks. Sometimes life is really damn hard. Sometimes life is not fair. Guess what? Get over it. There are going to be times in our life, some more than others (that is just how it is), when we are going to be unhappy, lonely, discouraged, hopeless, unsatisfied, exhausted, dead feeling even. Try something to make it work. That is how it has to be. Don’t quit without having really tried or stuck it out. Because 9 out of 10 times, if we just tried to get through it, the sun eventually comes out and we have made it through. Swim through the tidal waves. Maybe you will just keep drowning. Maybe no life preserver will come. Maybe eventually we will have to give up. But if you worked really hard for something, really truly worked hard for something, and you set out to do it fervently and even had many people supporting your dream in one way, shape, or form—then giving up rather easily just makes you look weak, because more often than not you. are. being. weak. Sorry for the tough love, the “mean” message. You’ll be fine. I am just so tired of hearing peoples’ excuses and complaints, when in reality you should/should have just put your big girl/ big boy pants on. This message is not singling one person out. Its for a plethora of people that need to seriously grow up. I had to learn this lesson recently, and many times before. The sun will come out tomorrow for many(and most), if you’ve really tried. Maybe not when you want it to and maybe not how you want it to, but it does eventually in some way. Because in reality, there is always someone else, who if given the same opportunity as you, would have tried harder than you because they truly know what it is like to be unfortunate, hurting, and suffering. Be strong. Be brave. Be real. Be a big girl. Be a big boy. And get it together. If you did not enjoy my ranting and thought it to be mean. Just remember I warned you my blog wasn’t for the faint of heart. (lol smh) P.s. Please keep in mind that yes I am a Christian and yes God does give tough love to his followers. He never said it would be easy, He just promised you would never go it alone.
Sometimes when Im waiting to speak to my prof and I hear the excuses students give for why they have not done the work, it makes me rethink my desire to become an educator. Its pathetic and discouraging smfh
Specifically in a real, honest, and informative way? These can be serious issues or not-so-serious issues. I am curious as to what others care about. Maybe you do not normally bring it up because you think you are the only one who cares. That is how I feel sometimes. What are your thoughts? Feel free to share :-)
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Anyone else bored with their hair and thinking about changing it? What are the new trends for coloring? Cutting? Let me know if you are planning on making a change and any advice you have for me? #readyforchange
Fast n Furious 5 so hyped for this.. really hoping Han is in the entire movie..hes just so sexyyy (:
Interracial couples in media?
So this is something Ive wondered about for a while now. I see commercials, movies, tv shows. Although it seems a lot more conventional to speak about sexual relations in these forms of media now, it seems that very different interracial couples is still not a conventional subject? Furthermore, you now see couples of different colors all the time (ie not just white couples) , however they are usually of a very similar shade. Have we not come far enough yet? Far enough to actively have images of interracial couples that look fairly different from each other on everyday media? I really do not have an answer. Do you? Please let me know your thoughts. I am very! interested in seeing a lot of response from people of all different ethnicities so please let me know :-)
mmm ;-) haha interesting what do you think?
Tell me how many times have we, as women, done this? When you start liking someone, or start dating someone, do you change who you are to be more likable? You find out the things he likes in a woman and you try to become all those things. Oh, he likes girls who are very feminine, let me start wearing dresses more often and fixing my makeup. You find out all the things he enjoys doing, and all of a sudden you are breaking your neck trying to pretend you are a serious basketball player and wearing a giants jersey on Monday night, when you’d rather be watching the cw, yelling at the tv for Blair to just tell Chuck that she loves him already, in your butterfly pjs that anyone would make fun of if they ever saw you wearing them. You start watching tv shows where you feel like your brain is rotting, but he thinks its so funny and you want him to think you are just as cool. He doesn’t like girls with short hair, better run out and get a fresh weave. You start dating a vegan, so you become the next best protest sign carrying, tree hugging, tofu loving hippie. You find out he has an extensive sexual history and all of a sudden you are worried that he will think you are childish or inexperienced, when in reality all you ever wanted was a man who’d wait until he put a ring on your finger.
How often do we change ourselves, change our passions, our desires, our wishes, our standards to meet the standards of someone else? Why are we so afraid to let a man fall in love with who we really are? To give him a chance to respect our wishes and find our kinda weird quirky behavior as cute and beautiful? Why can’t we be who we are?
And you know what is funny? After we break up or after we find out he started dating some other girl or guy (haha), or cheated, or lied, we all of a sudden HATE basketball, screw those giants, cut up those clothes he likes, burn that tofu. We don’t want anything to do with any of those things anymore. We don’t want to be reminded of him. We reflect asking ourselves the age old question, why did I change myself for a guy? We swear that next time will be different. Then tomorrow comes and we meet a new cute guy who loves rock music, so we go out dye our hair, cut our bangs, buy a beatles tshirt, and pretend we know how to play the bass guitar.
But guess what! You are beautiful, just the way you are. You can look and dress and be whoever you want to be. And its beautiful! The right man? Oh, he thinks its beautiful too. And tomorrow? You will still be happy, because you are still yourself. Let a person fall in love with the real you. Let it be a beautiful thing. (-: