Saturday, February 19, 2011

so i'll stay forever



It's pretty amazing what can happen in fifty days. I've been doing the Project 365, and I haven't missed a day yet. When I was sick for a straight week it was sure hard, but I kept up. At times I think I'm just taking the same picture over and over again, not doing anything interesting. But I keep at it. I'm trying to make them a bit more interesting by doing things with my friends, and I think it's working at spicing it up, but I still kind of have that sinking feeling that my 365 is just so boring. Doesn't mean I'll give up, but oh well.

Today I went on a walk by myself. No cellphone or a friend with me. Just my iPod, me, and some warm clothes. I went to the brow, and did the stairs, and came back. It was bloody cold out but doing the stairs warmed me up. I tried to take some good pictures, but unless I have a place to sit my camera down and have the aperture open long all I get are pictures like above. That one I purposely wiggled, but the ones I didn't just look stupid. I'm going to try and do the stairs more often, as well as take more walks. And go back onto weight watchers. Gotta get healthy. Speaking of that I need to get Poppa into swim-stuff so that his hip and knee get a bit of exercise too. And since he won't go alone, I know I'll be going with him too. So that will be nice. Even though what girl isn't subconscious about their body in a bathing suit?

Body issues are something I think no matter what I do I will ever be able to get over. Sure I can accept what I am, and in a way I believe I have accepted that, but it doesn't mean I am any more likely to absolutely love and embrace it. Perhaps the acceptance is more like an apathy, and that in itself is a pretty bad growing trend that the society is feeding into people. That apathy in any regard is just another thing.

Apathy isn't something anyone should embrace. This is your life, live it, or hate it, but don't just nothing it.

Thursday, February 17, 2011

find out what we're made of

In my haste of the last post, I forgot to realize exactly who I am. And really what life is about. It's not about the constant happiness. We need sadness in our lives to make us realize and appreciate what happiness truly is. We also need a bit of complacency too. It's hard to understand that in our lives, but I think growing up is about that.

Doesn't make it any easier.

Especially with the environments we're in. It's a world, and it's so complex, and beautiful, but at the same time it's a harsh and painful place. Our hearts and our minds are always conflicting with one another, and then we have what society perceives what we should be doing and how we should be feeling.

It's all complicated. But it's life, and we have to love it right?

Yesterday, I got a call from my Grammy down in the states, and I was told that my Grambo (great grandmother, who is a beast like Rambo) passed away. She had cancer and decided not to tell anyone. I wasn't as close with her like I was with my Nana, but I still loved her and knew her.

I was born into this world with 4 grandparents, and 4 great-grandparents. 8 amazing people who I love with all of my heart. I knew and know every one of them too. I love them, and they all raised me. I have 3 left now. While my Papaw may not be my birth-grandfather. And instead he's legally a step-grandpa, I don't care. I love him, and he makes my Grammy so happy. He's forever one of my grandparents.

Being left with 3 out of 8 is just... it hurts.

Especially since today makes it two months since I lost my Nana.

But I have amazing things in my life. My best friend Melissa, who is now called my heterolifemate! My twins Sara Heans who gave birth to the most special boy in the world, and Simon who is my British-self just being a boy instead. Then all of my other amazing friends. Andie, Caitlyn, Johna, Amelia, Julie, Holly, Jon, Aricca, Sarahx2, and David. Then on top of that I have the big man - Poppa. I love him more than I ever thought possible. I've got the crazy cats in this house, especially my Joplin, who wakes me up by laying on my face. I love all of these people, so fucking much. They mean so fucking much to me.