Honestly, it’s just another day geared to make me spend money on unnecessary things (don’t tell my future husband 😛 ). As much as I really love the sweets, what’s really the point of all the spending? I’m sure you can have a wonderful Valentine’s Day without it…. then again, that’s coming from a single person.
Hopefully, all those in a relationship are enjoying this day. To me, it’s just another day. To me, it’s just the fourteenth of February. I still have homework, and exams, and lab reports to write, and stress to overcome. To me, Valentine’s day is not a special day, and if not for Instagram and the social medias, I would’ve forgotten all about it.
(Now if Valentine’s Day was a Holiday and I could officially skip school, that would be a whole different story! Who’s with me?)
Ah, it’s that time of year again: the beginning. Where everyone’s mentioning how they want to change this and change that about themselves, let go of all the “haters” and “negativity” and “New Year, New Me”, or whatever. The New Year is apparently a time of reflection and resolutions. And what a great time to start, right? Brand new! Filled with hope and passion and whatever else to get us through the first week before we return to the very things that had us hating the previous year.
How long will the cycle continue?
I don’t know about you, but I’m growing really tired of it.
Instead of simply saying that we want to “lose weight and get fit” or “go the gym regular” or “let go of negativity”, how about we make plausible goals using a few simple rules.
Let’s evolve our resolutions to actually mean something. A good friend of mine told me today that he wasn’t going to have a resolution this year because he always failed at them. What? Uh, maybe that’s because you set unrealistic goals? What is it about New Years and the word Resolution that makes people think it has to be impossible? That it can’t be something simple? Are the simple “goals” (notice I didn’t say resolution) meant only for the middle of the year?Read More »
The December holidays of 2016 has got to be some of the most dramatic days I have ever seen in well, ever (considering that I’m still pretty young).
Celebrities died, and that’s always sad, especially at this time of year. People focus more on spending money and buying extravagant presents that all the problems that have been advocated seem to dissipate in all the Christmas chaos, among other unforgotten chaos. Our sensitive generation decides that just because someone celebrates a holiday doesn’t mean that others also celebrate that holiday, and therefore shouldn’t wish them based on said holiday. Really? Is it really that serious? No. No, it’s not.
If I wish someone a Merry Christmas (not Xmas, but we’ll get into that later) it’s not because I sudden;t think you should adopt Christianity and come to church with me on Sunday. I genuinely just want you to have a good day, not unlike any other day, except the fact that it’s a holiday. But right, my words are meant to magically convert your beliefs into my own. If people were really that persuasive, our world would be much worse, trust me.
I’m not even sure I want to get into Xmas at this point, so I’ll make it brief. What is the point of Christmas without Christ? Imagine if all of your friends planned a surprise birthday party for you but then don’t invite you. The focus of the entire celebration shifts in that very moment, and that’s what I saw this year.
Now don’t get me wrong, there are many truly amazing things that happened this holiday season, but for some reason, our society loves to place our attention in all the worst parts of the world. What hope are we to have for the new year, if we can’t even see the good that’s happened in the current year?
Merry Christmas, and Happy Holidays everyone, I truly hope we can all see past the celebrity deaths, and all other Christmass Chaos we choose (or are forced) to involve ourselves in this holiday season and hope for a brighter 2017.
When I think of my mother, many things immediately come to mind. Her nagging, her overprotective tendencies, her words of wisdom, her love. Though me and my mother don’t always agree with each other, we will always love and cherish one another. A mother’s ability to give love consistently and passionately, is beyond any I have ever seen.
Today, I don’t want to argue with my mom, I want to thank her for the years of locking me in the house so I don’t cause trouble. I want to appreciate her always driving me to school even when I tried to feign sickness (she’s a nurse, she knows when I’m faking it Ha-ha!). Most of all, I want to give her more love than she gave me, but that would take my entire lifetime – which I am more than willing to give. Though I may complain and groan, she will always be there when I fall. She will be always be with me, even if it’s not physically. And for that, I will always be grateful – more than all the words in the world can describe.
Thank you mommy, for always giving me love, even when I may not deserve it.
This day happens only once every four years, and it’s already almost over. Though it’s an extra day in the shortest month of the year, it doesn’t feel any different than another other day – at least to me. I still have homework, and I still stress out about essays and five-page papers. I still hang out with friends and laugh hysterically with them.
Every day is just another day and I can’t help but want to take a leap and do something different. And what better way to do that than on a leap year.
Make a change, do something different – but not without someone to be there and laugh at you when you leap and fall. A leap doesn’t have to be across an ocean, it just has to mean something.