A New Day

Oh, the joys of Wednesdays.

Except not really. Because today was awful.

I suppose that not every day can be a good day. I mean, it started awfully due to sleet. I really thought the cold weather was done and over with. Clearly, it wasn't.

Actually, I am pretty sure that was the only reason my day was bad. I caught the flu, yes, but it's not so bad. Got to get sick a couple times and I'll be better in no time! So, today was just a downer day.

I wonder if anyone else ever feels like they are just...having one of those days. The types of days where you can't focus on anything and you feel as though you aren't really where you are. It's a weird feeling. Kind of like an inbetween in life. Maybe that's partially because I'm here at college. I feel somewhat displaced from my friends at home, yet there is no one here that I am yet close enough with to feel completely at home.

This mindset is strange to me. This isn't the first time I've felt like this. Last time I did, I was in a serious depression. This was eighth and ninth grade.

Speaking of depression, I'm going to start writing a book soon. I really want to help teens who are battling depression and feel like they have no where to turn. Depression in teens and children is the least-studied field because when children are going through puberty, experts and researchers assume that is the reason why teens act like they are in a "depressed state." I just want to clear this up.

Sometimes, it's a little more than that.

People are Strange

Life itself is strange. So much has happened in just these past eight months that I thought would never happen again. I've lost love, fallen in love, accomplished becoming a DJ, written four first-page articles, and tackled the shit out of girls in rugby.

So far, I'd say it's been a successful freshman year of college. The reason I started this blog is actually due to a professor I interviewed here. This is my thanks to him. THANK YOU.

Rugby practice today was brutal...my ankle is in bad shape. I'm supposed to stay off it for two weeks, but how am I supposed to become better at rugby if I sit out? My goal: become the best player I possibly can. This requires me to suck it up and just play.

I'm not really sure how these blog things work. I figure that strange people, like myself, create blogs to share what is on their minds. I mean, what else am I to do with the crazy things I am thinking at all times of the day? Why not put my thoughts in a blog?

Hopefully I get some followers soon /= Guess we'll see [=

Peace out loves <3

Love Today

So, a friend of mine and her boyfriend just broke up. When he told me the story, I got to thinking. Why do people lie? He had told her he didn't mind if she talked to her ex-boyfriend, but he lied about it anyway. I don't understand this concept.

Sure, it might save a few hurt feelings, but the truth always comes around and bites you in the ass. There's no escaping it. If you've been lucky thus far, be careful. Karma is a bitch, and it will find you.

I'm not saying I've never lied. I've lied a lot, and when I look back on the things I've lied about, I just can't understand why I did it. I always ended up having to spill the truth. When you lie, you aren't letting people help you, whether you lie to a friend, teacher, parent, or significant other. Love is about communication. About honesty. That's the way it should be.

You can love anyone, and if you can, that means you can hurt anyone as well. Once you have let a person into your heart, they can hurt you, and vice versa. Sometimes, you can have the lingering feeling that someone you truly care about is hiding things from you. Maybe it's true. Maybe it's not. Yet you must continue to let people in, let them have pieces of you. There is a multitude of people who can hurt you, so just live for today and love everybody.

If you cannot do that, and you feel like you must lie to get by, then you are not living. That's what I think.