It's full of odds and ends. The junk drawer. Where obscure items get shoved when your mom tells you to clean off the table. In my house, there is this weird thing where we refuse to acknowledge that we have such a drawer. But we do. Just no one wants to admit it.
Good job, you made it through the intro. This post is an odds and ends drawer. A few random thoughts that are not quite meaty enough to have their very own post. So they end up here.
#11. Random Acts of Kindness
Guess what?!? It is Random Acts of Kindness week next week!! This is extremely exciting for me. While it makes a nice theme for a week, it really is something that should be done year-round. Give a friendly smile to a stranger, pay for the person behind you, clear off the windshield of the person next to you. Come up with your own ideas! There are some on the RAK website but they are pretty lame, more like things you should be doing everyday.
#86. Valentine's Day
If you are expecting some angry, bitter post on how Valentine's Day is just a day to make everyone who doesn't have a "special someone" feel horrible about themselves and that it is just Hallmark's sneaky way of making everyone buy their overpriced pieces of card stock.....look elsewhere. This is a positive outlook on the very controversial idea of love. Everyone has had those impossible crushes. Where you like someone one that has no clue or will never like you in return. My friend describes it in a good way....you spend all the time when you are with them wanting them to notice you. And then they leave. And part of you slinks behind them. It is at these times when love seems hopeless. As Charlie Brown put it, "Nothing takes the taste out of a peanut better sandwich like unrequited love." So, when you think about it....two people being in love is pretty much a miracle. The fact that two people could both like each other and gather up the courage to admit it and take that first step.....love is powerful, wonderful, and dangerous. But I'm just talking about two people. Zoom out. There is a God who loves you like crazy. He created this incredible universe for us, and as a thank you we screw up. All the time. He is under no obligation to continue loving us or saving us. But He does. And His love isn't just that highschooly crush-type stuff. It's the real thing. He loves me even though I could never reciprocate fully while I consistently prove myself unworthy. Mind. Blown.
#24. Polychromatic Emotions.
"And how does that make you feel?" That infamous psychologist line is very difficult for me to answer. I don't just have one emotion about ANYTHING. It's a mixture, a blend of colors and tones and hues and saturations. I feel pretty purply with a splash of lime green and periwinkle. How do you like me now Dr. Phil? I'm pretty sure others feel the way I do. Not only do emotions come in vivid bright colors (forget the boring black and white stuff) there is a full range of colors. They mix and mingle with each other, the pigments smudging over the futile boundaries that we set up. If I am happy, I am not simply happy. I'm most likely joyful and ecstatic but maybe a little apprehensive since happiness rarely feels sincere for me. Every decision comes with an entire palette of emotions, one for each pro and con on my flip chart.
#49. An Uncharacteristically Stereotypical Blog Post
Usually, my blogs are about my thoughts and philosophies. This little scrap is just about me.
I'm getting really excited for college. There are so many possibilities that I am simultaneously delirious with happiness and paralyzed with fear. Kind of a fuchsia feeling with some neon yellow mixed in.
I love Narnia. I've loved the idea of another world ever since I started creating one when I was five (I'll save that for another post someday). I am a huge C.S. Lewis fan. I have not read all of his books but am working through his essays currently. I very much enjoy his logical way of presenting confusing ideas.
I have amazing friends. I don't have a group since I haven't really stuck with one "extracurricular activity" long enough. It's more an eclectic cluster of people that inspire me, love me, and make me wish I could be a better friend to all of them.
Okay, my incredibly egotistical writing is done now. Tell me something about you.