There's really a lot of crap in life. The difference for everyone is how much there is, and how much is served in each day. Unfortunately, I've had enough crap with some to spare for next week. But I'm not going to talk about that. Who cares what I call my personal life? People judge from the outside and they always will. But they're different people like me out there... The curious cats.
The Curious Cats. We don't know when to stop doing something or when to not do anything. All we know is that something intrigues us and we have to find out what it is. Taking apart things, being nosy in other peoples' lives, and going into dangerous things that can harm us, that's what most of us Curious Cats do. Some know how to stop, and when something might harm us (those smart blokes.) But when you're a NAIVE Curious Cat, things get real dangerous. Why? Because a weak mind and a strong will is a BAD combination. I pity myself for I am the dangerously stupid cat.
Not only am I the stupid cat, I'm the OPTIMISTIC one. You know what that means? When I break something, I don't stop. I think I can fix it. Which of course, I end up breaking it beyond repair. It also means each stranger is a potential friend. And in a world where people do bad things to other people, and take advantage of ones kindness, it's safe to say that happy-go-lucky stupid cats, throw the "don't talk to strangers rule" out the window. Why? Because you give people a chance. You talk to them, you get to know them. THEN you judge. But. People do do bad things to other people. You CAN'T forget that. But being STUPID, NAIVE, usually HAPPY, and a CURIOUS Cat, why it's like someone made an atomic bomb that's headed to destroy the world.
Wednesday, August 10, 2011
Wednesday, July 20, 2011
Give Me Speech. This Is What I Say.
Music.
Musical Entertainment.
I love music. Oh so very much.
I wouldn't say music is my life, however. I wish I could, but I can't seem to use my "talents" to find that "spark." I'm saying that in a way, yes. I am musical. But why? Because I can play instruments? That doesn't really count. In my eyes, it's not important you can PLAY instruments, no. That doesn't really utilize your learning and is a waste of time. But when you PERFORM them with emotion and talent, that is true music. Of course, it helps that most people like your music.
Music is a broad term and I'm getting block trying to cover its vast defination in one entree.
So I decided to focus on one thing for now:
Singing.
I was researching today if singing was a gentetic ability that you were born with. It's pretty stupid, but I was really curious. Why does the ability to sound so lovely come so easy to some than it is to others? I wasn't really thinking strait, but I came up with the conculsion that you're born with the voice you have. The "real" voice you have wouldn't be available until you mature. You can train your voice, and some may have been born with the natrual talent to have a keen ear. But in the end, if your nasally voice is annoying to others, there's not much you can do. That is the voice you were born with. The best you can do is not be tone-deaf.
Some people say they can't sing. Is it because they tried once, but gave up after They came to bully them into extinction? Now having this mentality, I'm thinking, "Unless They were the brave ones who happen to put themselves out there and are the best singer in the universe, who gives a crap what They think?" You do what you love. If you give up on what you love, you can't find happiness in life.
Or do some people say they can't sing because they're scared of what They think? That's pretty bad. You haven't even got in the game and you ruled yourself out. It's like those Barbies in middle school who stand in the corner of the gym during a game. And instead of wanting others to believe those Barbies are cowards (which they are,) they give others the impression that this is "cool." That to not try is cool. That being pretty, but useless is cool. And if you see what they're really trying to do, They demean you. When you take off the makeup, the pretty clothes, and that fake personality on a Barbie, what do you get? A coward. A coward scared of the world and the opinions of people. That's not true for all Barbies, but I don't want to steer off my path.
This is pretty much the reasons I can think of right now, mainly because they both apply to me. The above? That's what I say when no one is looking. It's really sad that I care about what They think so much. I just, in reality don't want to be alone. Because when there's a They, They form a mass and attack when you're alone. That's all They are. They attack in numbers, and never seperate. Because if They did, They would just be individuals with actual opinions. And in this world, "it's soo not cool to be an individual!" America is full of contridictions. This being one of them:
The World seems to support individuality, but when you finally come out of your shell, the World beats down you and tries to connect you to Them. To be like Them. Because the world is ignorant and can't accept anything that brings change.
WOW. I got off topic...
Musical Entertainment.
I love music. Oh so very much.
I wouldn't say music is my life, however. I wish I could, but I can't seem to use my "talents" to find that "spark." I'm saying that in a way, yes. I am musical. But why? Because I can play instruments? That doesn't really count. In my eyes, it's not important you can PLAY instruments, no. That doesn't really utilize your learning and is a waste of time. But when you PERFORM them with emotion and talent, that is true music. Of course, it helps that most people like your music.
Music is a broad term and I'm getting block trying to cover its vast defination in one entree.
So I decided to focus on one thing for now:
Singing.
I was researching today if singing was a gentetic ability that you were born with. It's pretty stupid, but I was really curious. Why does the ability to sound so lovely come so easy to some than it is to others? I wasn't really thinking strait, but I came up with the conculsion that you're born with the voice you have. The "real" voice you have wouldn't be available until you mature. You can train your voice, and some may have been born with the natrual talent to have a keen ear. But in the end, if your nasally voice is annoying to others, there's not much you can do. That is the voice you were born with. The best you can do is not be tone-deaf.
Some people say they can't sing. Is it because they tried once, but gave up after They came to bully them into extinction? Now having this mentality, I'm thinking, "Unless They were the brave ones who happen to put themselves out there and are the best singer in the universe, who gives a crap what They think?" You do what you love. If you give up on what you love, you can't find happiness in life.
Or do some people say they can't sing because they're scared of what They think? That's pretty bad. You haven't even got in the game and you ruled yourself out. It's like those Barbies in middle school who stand in the corner of the gym during a game. And instead of wanting others to believe those Barbies are cowards (which they are,) they give others the impression that this is "cool." That to not try is cool. That being pretty, but useless is cool. And if you see what they're really trying to do, They demean you. When you take off the makeup, the pretty clothes, and that fake personality on a Barbie, what do you get? A coward. A coward scared of the world and the opinions of people. That's not true for all Barbies, but I don't want to steer off my path.
This is pretty much the reasons I can think of right now, mainly because they both apply to me. The above? That's what I say when no one is looking. It's really sad that I care about what They think so much. I just, in reality don't want to be alone. Because when there's a They, They form a mass and attack when you're alone. That's all They are. They attack in numbers, and never seperate. Because if They did, They would just be individuals with actual opinions. And in this world, "it's soo not cool to be an individual!" America is full of contridictions. This being one of them:
The World seems to support individuality, but when you finally come out of your shell, the World beats down you and tries to connect you to Them. To be like Them. Because the world is ignorant and can't accept anything that brings change.
WOW. I got off topic...
Sunday, July 17, 2011
Wow.
After having a dream of eating cake and a cream-filled doughnaut with my best friend, I woke up WITHOUT my shirt. HOW DID THAT HAPPEN? I don't like to sleep naked let alone HALF-NAKED. My shirt was on the floor beside my bed and I was freaked out. Also, I keep waking up at 8:30 and waking up at one hour intervals for no reason and for the previous nights. I don't know what's wrong with me. I mean I've heard of sleep-eating, sleep-walking, and even sleep-SEX. But not SLEEP-STRIPPING. This wasn't the first time though. When I was visiting my parents, I crashed next to my mom wearing a zip-up robe she gave to me. A few minutes later, I woke up to my mom leaning over me. She said, "I'm trying to get your robe." I look over and I'm in my underwear and my robe is on the floor. I asked, "How did that happen??" She said she didn't know. All she knew was that all of a sudden she heard my grabbing for the zipper and then the zip sound. She just told me I basically slept-STRIP. I was weirded out and fasinated at the same time. Just a memory I thought I'd share with you guys...
I Love This Site.
The above is a "wordle" of my blog when you first enter it. I wish I could show you the whole picture, but the resolution gets worse everytime I zoom in. A wordle is a word cloud which shows, well, words. But the bigger the word, the more times you used that word. I thought this is a really cool program because you can print it. To me, that gives a lot of possiblities. You could use it to wrap a gift, frame it as a decor for your walls, or print in a larger size at a printing store and use that as a wall mural! I also use this program to see which words I use the most. It's pretty helpful to me. I want to make sure I use important words first and not annoying words like, " Like or curse words" because that's not the person I am. You should check it out and create your own wordles :)
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