You know what?
I recently realized that generally, I'm a pretty happy person.
And I didn't used to be anywhere near that, either; at one point, I was suicidal and ready to end everything because I found that I had no goals and nothing at all I was interested in and therefore no real reason to live and waste the time and resources of those around me. I would've dug deeper with that box cutter had I had the courage and no one at all would've known until morning, when it was too late for anyone to convince me otherwise.
And I can reflect upon all this now, a positive human being, incredibly hopeful for the future. In two short years, I've grown as a person by leaps and bounds, really at a rate I have trouble believing. Freshman year, I was an incredibly childish, terribly lonely and unhappy little girl. Sophomore year, I was still incredibly childish and still moderately unhappy, but I had friends that loved me and that I loved back dearly. Junior year, now, I am STILL incredibly childish (but working on it ;) ), happy, for the most part, and I have friends that I absolutely could never part from and I am still continuing to make more friends as my social skills evolve and I learn more how to relate to people. I can't wait until next year, really. I can't wait for the rest of my life.
Monday, April 13, 2009
Sunday, April 5, 2009
The End of the World
No, not the album by The Real Tuesday Weld. (But I AM listening to it as I write this. :) )
I'm talking about December 21, 2012.
After hearing a friend mention the date, I remembered a history class discussion from nearly four years ago where we talked about the Mayan prediction of the end of the world, set on our calendar's equivalent of December 21st 2012. The thing that made it most frightening was not that it would occur during our lifetimes, it was that the Mayans were seldom wrong in their celestial predictions. Will the world really end in a flurry of volcanic, oceanic, astral tumult and end human, plant and animal life as we know it?
...I don't think so.
And even if it does, Nicolas Cage will save the race by allowing his son to leave with the angel aliens!
(Good GOD. Knowing was slightly disturbing.)
Oh, and survivalists? That was the day predicted for the beginning of the new Mayan calendar. No disastrous end was foretold. And one more thing before I finish this blog up...Um, if it really were the end of the world, or at least the date on which natural disasters would destroy most of the livable space and pretty much all the people on this earth, wouldn't you kind of want to die? Just a thought...;)
I'm talking about December 21, 2012.
After hearing a friend mention the date, I remembered a history class discussion from nearly four years ago where we talked about the Mayan prediction of the end of the world, set on our calendar's equivalent of December 21st 2012. The thing that made it most frightening was not that it would occur during our lifetimes, it was that the Mayans were seldom wrong in their celestial predictions. Will the world really end in a flurry of volcanic, oceanic, astral tumult and end human, plant and animal life as we know it?
...I don't think so.
And even if it does, Nicolas Cage will save the race by allowing his son to leave with the angel aliens!
(Good GOD. Knowing was slightly disturbing.)
Oh, and survivalists? That was the day predicted for the beginning of the new Mayan calendar. No disastrous end was foretold. And one more thing before I finish this blog up...Um, if it really were the end of the world, or at least the date on which natural disasters would destroy most of the livable space and pretty much all the people on this earth, wouldn't you kind of want to die? Just a thought...;)
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