We are merely people…

And we are beautiful in our own little ways. We are each unique, and we each play a part in lives around us. We make mistakes, but our good outweigh our bad. We are merely people and we are never going to be perfect.

He returned into the classroom, and his silhouette appeared in my peripheral vision.  His flipped his hair to the side over his forehead slightly while walking to his desk making every girl’s head turn as he went to the first chair of the furthest row from the door.

He smiles at me while in the process of sitting down.  His smile full of sincerity warmed up my heart just as if it were a real embrace, not just an imagined one on my part.  His lips part and he mouths the words “hey”  which makes my heart melt even more so than before.  This boy was my best friend.  I knew things about him that no one else did, even though sometimes I didn’t necessarily want to.  He had too many problems with girls who didn’t deserve him, but if he ever let me have the chance to be his, I would make his time worthwhile.  I would be one of those girls who treated him right and love him with all my heart.

I solemnly stared at the back of his full head of blondish-brown hair instead of watching the psychology video about how babies need to feel love by being comforted (i.e. hugged, talked to, etc.), which was exactly the way I felt at the moment.  It’s not like we didn’t hug, but I wanted to our soft lips to meet.  If I had the guts, I would walk to him, passing all of my fellow classmates, to the front of the class and look into his eyes.  I would smile, then go in for either the best or the worst experience of my life.  What I mean is he’d either ask me out afterwards, or be so creeped out that he would never utter another word to me.

But, being the coward that I honestly still am, I stayed in my seat only left to daydream of what I wanted to do.  I could plan and have myself worked up to do something, but I would never follow through with it.

He was just simply out of my league, and things would always stay that way.

After about six years of still staying in touch, he pops the question to his longtime girlfriend (of four years).  I receive the invitation in the mail for the perfect extravagant wedding.  The same wedding I had wanted.  Contained is a picture of the blushing soon to be bride and the ravishing grinning groom.

If you want something in life, you have to work at it and don’t give up.  Giving up on what could be true love, or at least just a chance at love, is just being a coward.  That’s what I am.  I’m a coward and lonely.


So, if you haven’t noticed, I’ve been loving on typography.  I will continue to keep updating – writing articles and doing typography even when I get back into school.  Hope you like!


Something my friend and I made

Being Unique

Isn’t there really such thing as being unique anymore?  We see all these teenagers (yes, I fall into the category of a teenager- I’m 17) fall victim to conformity.  Too much conformity sends us over the edge of not being unique. We become another person, a person unlike our true selves.  Some of these teenagers start partying just for the sake of fitting in with their peers when, in reality, they don’t really want to join in.

Where did the idea of being unique go?  Didn’t our parents, teachers, etc., always tell us to be ourselves no matter the opinions of others? So, why are so many teenagers and even adults following in the path of others?

I know many who try to be unique, but sometimes in a society so demanding and criticizing, it is hard to be your actual self without getting humiliated and called out in front of others.  Conforming to the needs of others is needed in society in some cases (work, etc.), but I’ve seen many people from different backgrounds with different values and views get along together and interact.  So, isn’t that saying you can be unique and get along with others?  Don’t opposites attract?

On the other side of the argument, a person can never actually be considered unique because there’s millions and more around the world who have the same ideas and thoughts.  In reality, a person’s views on being unique may just be another social norm to another.

After viewing both sides of this debate, I feel that a person can be unique to the people around them, but a person in comparison to the whole grand spectrum of the world is hardly unique due to others having those same interests and talents.  That’s not to say that teenagers should conform to their peers’ thoughts because they should go out and do their own thing- find their own interests.  They should find what makes them different from their family or friends, or simply, just what makes them enjoy life.

Wow! Another New Year!

It’s yet another year.  Some will wake up tomorrow just the same way they woke up this morning, living as they always have.  Tomorrow is a new start for me.  Tomorrow will be my one chance to change myself around.

Tomorrow I will stop living in the background of others’ lives, and I will stop dwelling upon the past.  I will be optimistic and looking forward to the new comings of the future.  I mean, why suffer from what you’ve done in the past, mistakes that you have made, when you can change yourself for the better now?

Laziness overcomes us, right?  Hopefully this year (it’s one of my resolutions) I will jam-pack my day so full of activities and things to do (including writing for this blog) that there will be no time to be lazy.  I feel this is one of the reasons I started this blog- to write about my opinions, my day, etc. with the hopes that someone feels the same way as me or does the same things as me.  I love it when two or more people can relate with each other.

I won’t bore you with anymore of my resolution and new start talk, but check back in a few days, and I will have new things up.  By the way, I’m an avid photographer and writer.  I’m a beginner , but slowly getting better.  I hope you like.

Happy New Years to all of you out there!  May 2011 be your best yet! =]