My mom randomly bought a dog today… I want to name him Mork (because he is a Maltese + Yorkie). :D
“It was right then that I started thinking about Thomas Jefferson on the Declaration of Independence and the part about our right to life, liberty, and the Pursuit of Happiness. And I remember thinking, how did he know to put the ‘pursuit’ part in there? That maybe happiness is something that we can only pursue and maybe we can never actually have it. No matter what. How did he know that?”
—Will Smith in the film The Pursuit of Happyness
Is happiness really a choice?
Perhaps it is. It really depends on one’s outlook on life, and how ones deals with everyday conflicts. It gets tough sometimes; with family, friend, and romantic relationships, school, work, etc. The list goes on and on, and every aspect of one’s life is bound to have a conflict at some point. What are you going to do about it? Are you going to spend your life as a pessimistic worrier? Life throws lemons at you. Often. You know what to do.
Make the choice today - are you going to pursue happiness?
Thanks for reading.
Academic Decathlon 2010! Whoo congrats to everybody who participated for doing well. I’m proud of us.
— “Outta my System” - Bow Wow
Okay, so I’ve been using the word “love” a lot lately, yet I think I’m developing philophobia (look it up).
I don’t mean to, and I’m not quite sure if I want to. Again.
Powerful word, love.
What is love? How do you know how to feel? Is it the right feeling to feel?
Example. If I were to put “I Can’t Believe It’s Not Butter” or another butter substitute on a slice of toast, and genuine butter on another slice, could you tell me which one is real? Does it taste just the same? Are the effects the same?
I suppose my message here tonight is, be careful.
— 500 Days of Summer
I finally watched 500 Days of Summer the other day (I was kinda late), and I’ll be honest - I like it. It’s real & true, not like the other happily-ever-after crap that we’ve seen enough of. If you haven’t seen it yet, I recommend it.
So part of the Academic Decathlon competition was today… the essay/speech/interview part. It didn’t go as bad as I thought. And to think I wasted all those moments stressing out over it. If you know me well, you know I tend to panic and worry about things that are out of my control. I really need to calm down; I always stress myself out to the point where it’s hard to sleep-
-As if it wasn’t already hard enough with you on my mind.
It feels just as good, if not better, to do a good “something” for someone else. Create a chain reaction of these good deeds and you’ll be surprised how good you feel too. Try it.
In other news, the AcaDec competition is tomorrow, and I’m going to be honest: I’m nervous. I will be conquering my number one fear: public speaking. THAT’S always fun. On the positive side, after tomorrow morning, after it is all said and done, I shall fear nothing :)
Have a good day, readers.
— “Sunday Mornings” - Maroon 5
Ain’t it the truth.
There are many obstacles in our daily life, dealing with love, relationships, friendships, and careers, just to name a few. You deal with them everyday, and I surely do as well. Believe me.
I watch the men and women who run around the track, running over tall hurdles. It’s harder than you think. Occasionally, some may fall. But what do they do? Do they just stand there, admitting defeat? Most certainly not.
Keep running. Pick yourself up if you fall, and carry on. Live life like a race. Do the best that you can. Always. Some races, you may get the gold. Some, silver. Others bronze, or sometimes not even that. But still strive for first place. Always. We are all capable to deal with life’s inevitable challenges. It is up to you to decide how you will tackle these obstacles.
Thanks for reading.
It is a sunny day today; a perfect day to be spent outside with your friends, riding bikes, playing a sport, going for a walk, taking pictures, etc etc etc.
As for me, I’m inside, studying and working on my speech I need to give this weekend for Academic Decathlon. What is it about, you ask? Yeah. I was wondering that too. Don’t worry, I’m working on it and I have proven in the past to be a decent procrastinator.
Anyways, not too much to blog about right now. Enjoy the sun (if you are fortunate enough to actually see it) and have a pleasant day.
I give full credit to Forbes Magazine for this picture, taken from the cover of the February 8, 2010 issue entitled “The Global Debt Bomb; How it Could Wreck Your Life.”
I came across this picture in my house and thought it was interesting to share. I tried to think of something to write about it, like a symbolic reference or something of the sort, but I can’t think right now. I know the picture has some meaning, but it’s up to you to come up with an interpretation.
Anywho, kudos to you, Forbes Magazine cover artist.
“Don’t worry about a thing, cause’ every little thing is gonna be alright.”
Hello again. Statistics show that 94% of you who see this post will not read it. Nah, I just made that up, but I can’t be too far off. I promised myself I would only blog if I had something important to say, but I just like talking. Oh, also: I apologize for the long blogs, I use Tumblr as a source of venting my thoughts (I heard it helps), and this sentence is not helping to make it any shorter.
So, a lot has been on my mind lately, but I can’t post up everything that has been running through my mind because 1) That may be extensive and 2) It just gets personal. Anyways, it hit me the other day that I reached the “home stretch” of high school; after I hit home base (graduation), the game is over. At this point, I don’t know how I should feel; excited, scared, anxious. I think the answer is D) All of the above.
I have been doing mental evaluations lately, rating how well everything in my high school career has gone. To be honest, I think it was pretty swell. I guess I could have done better in some specific categories, but that’s a whole different blog post. Well, my dinner is here. I guess I should start wrapping this up before mom starts calling me.
Any questions, pretending like you care about my life? Yes Timmy?
Oh. Sure, you may go to the bathroom.