I’m doing NaPoWriMo!

Hi all!
So this year I’m taking part in the National Poetry Writing Month.  In case you didn’t know, it is similar to NaNoWriMo, only instead of writing a novel, the challenge is to write a poem everyday for the entire month of April.
It’s less official than NaNoWriMo however, so there isn’t many places to display your work besides a blog or website.
{ Here’s the NaPoWriMo website: http://www.napowrimo.net/ }

I will most likely not be posting every poem I write, but will still be posting!

Are you doing NaNoWriMo?  If so, will you be posting your poems to your blog?




flowers & people


I believe there is no such thing as physically ugly people.
Acne, scars, wrinkles, sags-they are all a part of us.  Yes, they might not be necessarily “good”, but they are still a natural part of us.  These physical “imperfections” are inevitable, and we all will, at one point in our life, experience them.
And why are they even called imperfections?
It is natural to have under eye circles.  To develop wrinkles.  To have moles.  To have crooked teeth.  How is the way our human body functions considered “imperfect”?
And it is ridiculous for society to select one physicality, and define that alone as beautiful.  And declare that everybody should want to, and strive to, look like that.
Who would select one flower in a garden and call it the only beautiful flower?  And say that all other flowers are ugly?
All flowers are beautiful.  A tall sunflower, a barbed rose, or a tiny daisy.
No one size.  No one color.  No one shape.
We humans are the same.  All sizes, all colors, all shapes.  Not one alone.
Who is society to tell us that who we naturally are is not acceptable?  That it is something to be ashamed about, and to cover up and mask?
Why do so many happy, carefree young girls grow up to be insecure in a world that preaches “acceptance”?  Why do they hate their bodies?  Why do they cry in front of the mirror?
So the next time you look in a mirror and frown at what you see, remember that you are not ugly.  Your body, your hair, you skin, your face-you are meant to have it.  It is yours.
Don’t listen to society, because it is enough, and beautiful.

“A flower does not think of competing to the flower next to it.  It just blooms.”

I want to be honest

First off, I apologize for not posting in a such long time.  I’m back now, though! 🙂

I’ve recently realized that there is something I need to work on, and that is:
I consider myself a fairly honest person.  The part of honesty that I’m not very good at, though, is saying what I want to say.
I tend to always nod my head and agree with what someone is telling me, even if I disagree.  I’ll laugh at jokes that I don’t find funny.
And I don’t consider myself a people pleaser.  I tend to be very stubborn, and not listen to what others have to say.  (Something I’m trying to work on!)  But I often find myself so in tune with other’s thoughts and feelings, that I hate the thought of not responding to it in a positive way.  I hate the thought of hurting someone’s else’s feelings by not laughing at their jokes or agreeing with them on a certain topic, or not responding enthusiastically to what they have to say.
But I want to be honest.  I want to say what I want to say.  If I disagree with someone and feel the need to say something about it, I want to be able to respectfully disagree and state what I think.  I want to respond and interact with people in a natural way, not in a way that I feel they want me to be.
I really admire honest people, even those who can be bluntly honest.  (Which I guess isn’t always a great thing all the time, though.)
And I don’t know what it is, because like I said, I’m not a people pleaser.  Maybe I would rather just agree and not create conflict with people, to be better liked.  Maybe I don’t want to be shot down for what I have to say, or rejected for it.  Whatever it is, I want to work on it.

So can you relate?  Do you have trouble being honest with people?

No regrets?

I was hit by a thought a little while ago: I don’t really regret anything, and I wouldn’t want to change anything about my past even if I had the power to.
Even though there has definitely been things I could have avoided doing (small example, I have a terrible sense of time and tend to waste it pretty easily) and there’s been times I’ve wished I could change things about my past, now I don’t want to.
I wouldn’t have learnt most of the things I have in life if it weren’t for my mistakes and the things I’ve been through.  I mean, think about it.  If you had the power to, would you really want to change or cut out parts of your past?  Everything happens for a reason.  Everything that happens to you in life-that’s meant to happen to you.
If you erased parts of your past, chances are, depending on how big it is, you’ll be a completely different person today.  Struggle makes you strong, and every struggle teaches a person a specific lesson, maybe a lesson they couldn’t have learnt any other way.
When I developed anxiety at 13, I would always wish that it never happened.  But now I’m thankful for my anxiety.  It’s the best and worst thing that’s ever happened to me.  It’s made me the person I am today, and it’s taught me many things.
If I never developed anxiety problems, I would have been a completely different person because it was something that really altered my life.  And now I realize that it’s also taught me things that I’ve desperately needed.  And I don’t think I would have learnt them any other way.
I think the same goes for everyone.  You need the struggle you have in your life.  It might not seem like it at the time, but later things will start to fall into place and make sense.
Hardship happens to everybody.  There’s no way it can be avoided.  If you could take out one problem in your life, true, you wouldn’t have it anymore.  But chances are, something else will pop up in place of that.
And for the regret thing, I guess I believe this.  I have some of them, but mostly I don’t.  Every mistake is a lesson learned.  If you didn’t make that specific mistake, it wouldn’t have taught you anything.  But if you did make the mistake, and went back and erased it, you’re taking out the valuable lesson learnt because of it.  And we really need those valuable lessons to learn and grow, and to not repeat the same thing next time.
So my thoughts.