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I don’t need be in a relationship for the sake of being in a relationship because that is the only way I can be happy.
I don’t need to get drunk at parties and have my stupidity immortalized on Facebook to have fun.
I don’t need to have sex because that’s cool and “normal” for our generation.
Because quite simply, I don’t need to go looking for drama to be happy.
Somewhere along the line, being reckless and slitting the threads of long-term goals and thinking for immediate satisfaction became the definition of “fun” and almost synonymous with college.
I fully reject that.
Here’s what I find fun.
Taking a walk or a bike ride with your best friend through a park.
Sitting and talking for hours on end about everything from life, to movies, to religion, to the future with someone you care about.
Heading out for a late night picnic.
Sitting down with a group of friends, guitars in hand and singing whatever.
Taking a late night stroll, either by yourself or with company, and listening to all the sounds of insects, animals and even the wind against the trees you don’t normally hear throughout the day.
Going somewhere random and new with cameras and taking pictures to share.
Going stargazing.
Finding the tallest hill in the city and watching the sunset, and maybe sticking around long enough to see it rise.
.. the list goes on.
And if you don’t see how any of these things can be exciting, and you think drinking, partying, having sex and just being reckless is what it means to have fun in college or anywhere else,
then I honestly feel sorry for you.
1986 vs. 2012
Our neighbors came to be the first to build a house in the neighborhood, and our house was built right next to his. Our house is the white one on the left, back when the original photo was taken, only the first floor has been finished.
I see people all over praising him for finally standing up in support of it. Regardless of how you feel about the issue, do not be fooled. Obama is willing to do anything to be re-elected, and gaining the support of the gay community is one way. If he truly supported gay marriage, he would have announced it sooner. Let’s be honest, he has had 4 years. Very convenient of you, Mr. President.
I’m sorry, but this is absolutely ridiculous. North Carolina just voted to ban gay-marriage. Of ALL times for President Obama to announce his support for gay-marriage, this is probably the WORST time for him to do so with the elections looming. Do you have any idea how many voters he is going to LOSE versus gain from the LGBT community?
Realistically, anyone supporting gay-marriage would have ALREADY supported Obama as no one in the Republican party would promote their interests. Moreover, Obama didn’t need to do this - he has already demonstrated himself through the repeal of Don’t ask, Don’t tell, as well as passing countless other measures as someone moving in the progressive direction.
He announced this, because unlike the unfortunate many, he is a man who adapts to social change - not always with the majority, but by what is right. This defines a presidential character - one that does not sell out to gain votes, one who stays true to the freedom of America.
We are a society that undergoes progressive change. We are realizing our wrongs and correcting them as we go. You don’t judge such a realization based on how long it took to occur, but rather that it actually happened.
Jealousy and envy are motivational drugs.
Potent, with a high characterized by resentment and bitterness. Burning to a secret hatred - now that’s power.
It gives you a drive like no other. Like a spark in an engine that fires all cylinders in a fraction of a second. Instant motivation, instant desire, instant drive. In that single moment that dose locks you. It tells you what to do. Your jealousy and envy suddenly become a thirst. And you find ways to sate it.
During this time, oh the things you will try. Motivation like no other.
But that’s what it is. A drug. Artificial.
Such potent motivation is yet so dangerously passive. A motivation driven not from within, but by others who seem a step ahead.
I’m always taking pictures when I should be sleeping. But I had an idea for a photo, so I guess I just had to do it…
You know what I love to do? I love to make the most out of everything - I love to tell myself I am satisfied, that I succeeded in my own way.
I heard a speech the day before yesterday. An educator, a speech coach, commemorated and awarded for his success and efforts.
When he got to the podium, adjusted the microphone, he told us that he was nothing more than a Failure.
A Failure who ended up as a teacher, despite his efforts to break the pattern of being a fifth generation teacher in his family.
A Failure who had to repeat his senior year in college over, and over, and over again. (with enough classes to graduate nearly two times over)
A Failure who dreamed of and never went to graduate school.
Just, a Failure. A damn happy one.
And at the end of his speech, in tears, he finished by thanking his wife “for still trying to make this failure into a success.”