I love snow. It makes me happy.
I dislike small keyboards. They make me mad.
I like black teas with honey and milk. It makes me smile on the inside.
Did you realize the difference in Love and Like are Ov and Ik? oikv? huh?
Weird.
I started to write a book. It is weird. But cool at the same time. It is a book about life. And what things really mean. But to be honest, I have not gotten that far into the actual book. I like talking about myself. It makes me feel more accomplished. :) so I made a choice, and that choice was that I would write a post on here and give my head a break.
So I found this, it was a note I wrote myself in August.
Dear Kristin,
You are amazing. Here are some things to remember.
1. Boys are stupid.
2. Class comes first
3. Joe is mean
4. Work Sucks
5. Northland is amazing! Long live the lumberjacks!
6. Go to college
7. And love life because life is to short otherwise, there is no point in being angry at people porque it is a waste of energy.
Love ya!
Kris Kris
Last month I read this over again, and realized I changed.
And I did not really like that change.
I was thinking about little petty things that didn't matter, and was not looking at the whole picture. I think everyone should have something like this. A reminder of how you want to life your life.
If dreams change? Change it. But don't change something that doesn't need to be changed. When the mind is distracted, it looks for comfort in situations. It will make you do things you normally don't which will cause more of a tension between yourself. Peoples paths change, but their ideals shouldn't, unless new information is given in the specified subject.
Example A. Boys. As a teenager my mind get me distracted much easier when a good looking guy is in the room. The idea of true love and soul mates clouds judgment which will lead to heartache.
Sometimes that slap in the face is necessary. Because otherwise, one could miss their opportunity for greatness.
I have seen love work, and fail.
I have seen one of the main things needed in a relationship is tolerance.
You have no idea how many people come to my little drive thru just to talk about what their husbands and wives make them do. I feel like I am a different kind of barista.
I get paid to make you drinks and listen to your life story, nod in the right places, and then at the end tell you that you are right, and that you should get more respect, but it wont change, because you love your spouse/gf/bf/whatever.
Does that mean that it is stupid of me to fall into the same traps? The love traps? These "take me or leave me" shit?
Probably does.
Back to dreams.
A single life can touch so many lives. Just seeing someone every day. There are customers that come and order the same drinks. I know them as their drinks. If i did not see them in their car, I probably would not even recognize them.
At work we have these stamp cards, every drink you buy, you get a stamp, when you fill the card you get a free drink. And a lot of our regulars leave their cards here for us to stamp. I go through the cards and we have so many full cards for old regulars. Ones I have not had the chance to meet. Every card is a person, a person we (as a company) know. We served each one of them. Every person someone meets has a family, a job, a pet maybe?, they all have thoughts, all have memories, and they all have a heart. They all loved, and they all saw death.
Think about how many thought you have a day. Then think about how many people are in your town. They all have lives, all have what you have, may not be exact, but they have something like that. Then think about how many people are in the world. They all have felt love. They have all felt pain, and anger. They all have thoughts. They all have blood flowing through their veins.
They all have a mother.
A father.
A name.
A favorite food.
Everyone of them.
It is hard to think that one of them can kill another.
And in an instant, their thoughts are gone.
Their family crying.
Their friends confused.
No heat to their body.
Just nothingness.
A mass that weighs down on this already crowded earth.
And it all started with a thought.
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Crazy huh?
What about this.
Love.
You have felt it.
So have every other person on this earth.
That bubbly feeling when you look at the someone special.
That sense, when you know that they have walked into the room.
That want.
That, that everything.
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We have all felt it.
Maybe not to the same degree as others.
But it was still felt.
We are more the same then different.
We all have the same kind of DNA.
Same types of feelings,
as do other creatures.
We all have the same chances to do something great. So don't let the little things get in the way. But then again, don't forget those little feelings, because those individual feelings are what seem to separate us. They forge our own paths, and create our ideals, our individual morals, as well as our hopes and dreams.
So basically, what I am saying is, "Live life to the fullest, because you never know when it will be over. Don't live with any regrets, because what happens was meant that way."
"La La La La La La La
There's a little creepy house
In a little creepy place.
Little creepy town
In a little creepy world.
Little creepy girl with
Her little creepy face,
Saying funny things that you've never heard.
Do you know what it's all about?
Are you brave enough to figure out?
Know that you could set your world on fire,
If you're strong enough to leave your doubts.
Feel it, breathe it, believe it and
You'll be walking on air.
Go try, go fly so high and
You'll be walking on air.
You feel this, unless you kill it -
Go on and you're forgiven.
I knew, that I could feel that -
I feel like I'm walking on air"
Walking On Air- Kerli
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