I hate monoply. Especially the way people act when playing...it is just reinforcing the horrible fact that the rich keep getting richer while those who have nothing can't even survive. the poor are lucky if they make it around the board once just to get that 200 dollars. which gets you absolutely no where. maybe its just me but there is more to life than that. trying to make money off the poor. so you have all this money but did you enjoy it? did you get to love someone, something? maybe the reason I don't like the game is because you feel all alone. there is nobody on your side. life isn't that way. I know people who live life like a monopoly game and I hate it. but more than anything my heart breaks for them. there is nothing that can buy you love true friends or happiness. I guess really what it comes down to is that we need to depend on each other. we need to depend on our friends and community around us. so love another even if they are living in a monopoly world.
"wake up you are alive. wake up we're on your side."-lovedrug
(and no I'm not just complaining because I was out first)
sorry the spelling is horrible I wrote this on my centro while they were finishing the game.
Sunday, August 31, 2008
Tuesday, August 19, 2008
What I have discovered in the past couple of weeks....
-My puppy likes to make my life hard, be it peeing on my bed for fun or getting sick for a week. not so much fun for me but fun for her.
-I have no gotten to really enjoy my summer, I've always been working or sleeping. It makes me sad.
-I finally have gotten most of my boxes unpacked from the recent move. I feel like my life as becoming more align with its Qi factor. I have put up 3 posters and it's made my liking of my place a little better and not so white.
-Feeney leaves soon so that means that summer is over and school is starting again....I'm excited.
-I had a meaningful blog planned but I forgot it, so hopefully this will suffice for now.
-My puppy likes to make my life hard, be it peeing on my bed for fun or getting sick for a week. not so much fun for me but fun for her.
-I have no gotten to really enjoy my summer, I've always been working or sleeping. It makes me sad.
-I finally have gotten most of my boxes unpacked from the recent move. I feel like my life as becoming more align with its Qi factor. I have put up 3 posters and it's made my liking of my place a little better and not so white.
-Feeney leaves soon so that means that summer is over and school is starting again....I'm excited.
-I had a meaningful blog planned but I forgot it, so hopefully this will suffice for now.
Tuesday, August 05, 2008
Purple...I'll take magenta
"Life is like a box of crayons. Most people are the 8-color boxes, but what you're really looking for are the 64-color boxes with the sharpeners on the back. I fancy myself to be a 64-color box, though I've got a few missing. It's ok though, because I've got some more vibrant colors like periwinkle at my disposal. I have a bit of a problem though in that I can only meet the 8-color boxes. Does anyone else have that problem? I mean there are so many different colors of life, of feeling, of articulation.. so when I meet someone who's an 8-color type.. I'm like, "hey girl, magenta!" and she's like, "oh, you mean purple!" and she goes off on her purple thing, and I'm like, "no - I want magenta!" - John Mayer
So a friend of mine highlighted this quote. It really made me start to think. While trying to over come the idea of everything taken place in the last week and a day now I'm finally feeling ready. I'm ready to face the world head on. It takes one step at at time.
I think I am a 64 box rolling around out there. So what I've got a few broken crayons in my box? Yes and the white one hasn't been touched (we all still wonder what that white one is there for) But I'm happy with those missing few parts. The colors I have now are bright and brilliant. robin's egg blue, come on you can't beat that! I can be challenging but stimulating. I'm here to make life colorful and vibrant. I think that's the only way to live. So I am proud of my sharpener and broken crayons. I'm still far ahead of the game in comparison to the 8-b0xes out there.
I feel as though I am living in world of 8 boxes in my life. I have some 64's out there and I love them to death. But it's those 8 boxes that see the brilliance in what you have that try to break you down and make you feel like you only have those 8 boring colors. They make you focus on the broken crayons not the ones that are still around. It's hard to try to believe in yourself and all the colors you have, even if some of those colors are girlie colors. It's okay, those 8-boxes can have their clubs and exclusive things, but I know where the real party is at. It's in the parking lot where the 64 boxes are hanging out looking at the stars dreaming of what is to come or coming up with amazing solutions to fix the problems right now. In the end it's those dreaming in the parking lot that are going to achieve amazing things. It may look like the 8 boxes are winning right now but know in the end us 64 boxes will accomplish greater things than those 8's. (we do have a lot more crayons out there that are able to be used compared to their 8)
So after things are settling down here in my life, even though they are still in boxes. I realize there is SO much more to get out of life. I'm barely scratching the surface of life at my over 22 and half years of experience. I'm going to have a lot of feeling, loving, fighting, dreaming, and growing left in me. No matter what I think I will look at it with a little bit of magenta....
(thanks for the inspiration and quotes J.T.)
So a friend of mine highlighted this quote. It really made me start to think. While trying to over come the idea of everything taken place in the last week and a day now I'm finally feeling ready. I'm ready to face the world head on. It takes one step at at time.
I think I am a 64 box rolling around out there. So what I've got a few broken crayons in my box? Yes and the white one hasn't been touched (we all still wonder what that white one is there for) But I'm happy with those missing few parts. The colors I have now are bright and brilliant. robin's egg blue, come on you can't beat that! I can be challenging but stimulating. I'm here to make life colorful and vibrant. I think that's the only way to live. So I am proud of my sharpener and broken crayons. I'm still far ahead of the game in comparison to the 8-b0xes out there.
I feel as though I am living in world of 8 boxes in my life. I have some 64's out there and I love them to death. But it's those 8 boxes that see the brilliance in what you have that try to break you down and make you feel like you only have those 8 boring colors. They make you focus on the broken crayons not the ones that are still around. It's hard to try to believe in yourself and all the colors you have, even if some of those colors are girlie colors. It's okay, those 8-boxes can have their clubs and exclusive things, but I know where the real party is at. It's in the parking lot where the 64 boxes are hanging out looking at the stars dreaming of what is to come or coming up with amazing solutions to fix the problems right now. In the end it's those dreaming in the parking lot that are going to achieve amazing things. It may look like the 8 boxes are winning right now but know in the end us 64 boxes will accomplish greater things than those 8's. (we do have a lot more crayons out there that are able to be used compared to their 8)
So after things are settling down here in my life, even though they are still in boxes. I realize there is SO much more to get out of life. I'm barely scratching the surface of life at my over 22 and half years of experience. I'm going to have a lot of feeling, loving, fighting, dreaming, and growing left in me. No matter what I think I will look at it with a little bit of magenta....
(thanks for the inspiration and quotes J.T.)
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