“No I’m not alright
I know that I’m not right
A steering wheel don’t mean you can drive
A warm body don’t mean I’m alive
No I’m not alright
I know that I’m not right
Feels like I travel but I never arrive
I want to thrive not just survive”—Switchfoot
Boy Meets World was released on September 24, 1993. As as a tribute to the TV show I grew up with and that has taught me many valuable lessons, I am going to post something from Boy Meets World everyday this week.
“‘Hey! You’re gay now, you’re in high-school, it sucks because people suck, it gets better.’ And honestly, it does. It’s not just the campaign. People in high-school are the worst people on the planet. And that is because high-school students are essentially weird, genetic mutations of their parents. So the ignorance is just fed through them, and they haven’t experienced enough life to know better. And the assholes of the world are people from high-school who never grew up. Ignorant, stupid, hateful people. Whether they hate gays because they’re trying to deal with their own blatant homosexuality, or because an invisible man in the sky told them to hate gays.”—Philip DeFranco (via galaxydefender4ever)
“a year ago we complained about the new layout of facebook and then got used to it. a year from now we’ll complain again for when changes arise and so the circle of life on facebook continues. welcome to technology. i think there are bigger things to worry about than a stupid layout on facebook.”—
it’s been a little over a month since i moved to Boston. In that time i’ve gotten a job that i recently started, and it’s difficult starting a new job and learning something completley different than what you’re used too, not to mention the culture shock of a different world than anything i’ve experience, it mostly the people when it comes down to it.
Charleston, SC was my home. not just a home away from home. but HOME. ever heard the saying “Home is Where the Heart is.” i sure hope you have, because it hits me like a ton of bricks. i didnt understand the meaning of this phrase till i experienced it myself, and you won’t truly understand it until you’ve had a similar experience as me. my heart belongs to my friends, and i do believe my true friends lie in Charleston. hence, my home is in Charleston.
you might say that i’m over exaggerating, i assure you i am not. i’ never thought it possible that i could find people who could truly love me as for me, and take the time enough to keep in touch with me.
i’ve made wonderful memories that i will cherish for all time. even cherishing those memories more than my years in California. But the nostalgia of time spent as a missionary kid in the Philippines will rank high above any sentimental value i have collected and nothing can take away what few memories i have of those 5 years of my childhood. California can’t compare. to be frank; i couldnt wait to leave California. i didnt have many friends, and i dont keep in contact with much of any of my high school buddies. that is, the exception of miss Brittney, who i have kept in contact with and i love her to death.
does that make me heartless? that after graduation i left so quickly? Nope, it makes me human and wanting to be needed & loved.
three years ago i was a senior in high school. a girl who wanted a boyfriend but had no idea what that meant; i still dont to this day. the only difference between 18 year old mela & 21 year old mela is she’s truly believes in what she preaches. she firmly can stand and say she doesnt need a man to make her happy, she has friends, people who love her. she didnt need a boyfriend, she needed REAL friends to fill the void left in California.
now, i am content & happy. i can truly say with confidence that i am happy to be single, and im not angry or upset anymore about how my life would be complete if i ha a boyfriend. life is so much more than that and i have said that for years. but as of recently i am free from this notion that America gave us saying we “need” a boyfriend. all i wanted in the end were people, who love me and stick with me to the end.
“ya know, if Maleficent from Sleeping Beauty was invited to the Celebration of Princess Aurora’s birth they could have avoided the whole finger being pricked by the spindle of a spinning wheel. i think Maleficents feelings were hurt.”—