people would always talk about the xx, how amazing they were and how much they loved them. i had absolutely no idea what they were talking about until now. laziness was really the only thing that was holding me back from this beautiful band and their music. i looked them up on youtube yesterday and i can now officially say that i've found another favourite band. so i used my itunes money and bought two of their albums. i highly recommend their music.
but enough of that, i'd also like to talk about christmas, which was just yesterday.
basically for me, the holidays are a mix of only two things: happiness, and guilt for eating all of the chocolate despite my strong metabolism. one thing i've realized this season though, is how much things have changed. if things were like how they used to be, i wouldn't be here but at a pub with my aunts and uncles and cousins for our annual boxing day get-together. that's not all. my great grandma and grandpa didn't come down from their cottage this year, and i had christmas at my dad's house on the 23rd instead of on christmas eve. the thing that i've realized is, the older i get, the harder it is to try to desperately grasp onto my fleeting childhood and the way things used to be. the older i grow, the more things change. and its the same for everyone. and i find that quite sad. traditions get too old, and people move on with their life. when i'm still here, stuck in the same place with the same expectations for the holiday season every year. i don't mean for this to sound like a depressing post, because christmas is supposed to be joyful, but i was slightly depressed because of all of the changes. and i also realized that people are more sad than happy around christmas time anyway.
but one thing that will never change is the memories of how christmas used to be. its like that cheesy quote, "people change but memories don't". so that's still reassuring in a way.
happy holidays everyone.
Wednesday, 26 December 2012
Friday, 23 November 2012
don't cry, we all make mistakes from time to time
you mess everything up.
those words often haunt my brain, every inch of my bones and flesh, my every being, and consume me until i believe it for myself. my silly little error that i've made takes over and breaks me into tiny pieces one by one until i'm left in my own darkness and begging to go back in time and redo everything.
the little voice is neither wrong nor right.
we all make mistakes. that's just how us as stupid human beings are. but one thing that we rarely do is accept that our mistakes are what make us more intelligent, and well, its okay to make them. we can't let our failures break us down or let us cry. you cry until you laugh, you laugh until you cry and everyone must breathe until their dying breath. i always think of those lyrics and they give me the sort of hope and comfort for when i really, really need it. time after time, i make what i think are the worst decisions for myself. i've made myself believe that sometimes i just can't choose for myself, and i need fate or someone else to choose for me. but that's how we mess up, and we need to do that sometimes.
trust me.
those words often haunt my brain, every inch of my bones and flesh, my every being, and consume me until i believe it for myself. my silly little error that i've made takes over and breaks me into tiny pieces one by one until i'm left in my own darkness and begging to go back in time and redo everything.
the little voice is neither wrong nor right.
we all make mistakes. that's just how us as stupid human beings are. but one thing that we rarely do is accept that our mistakes are what make us more intelligent, and well, its okay to make them. we can't let our failures break us down or let us cry. you cry until you laugh, you laugh until you cry and everyone must breathe until their dying breath. i always think of those lyrics and they give me the sort of hope and comfort for when i really, really need it. time after time, i make what i think are the worst decisions for myself. i've made myself believe that sometimes i just can't choose for myself, and i need fate or someone else to choose for me. but that's how we mess up, and we need to do that sometimes.
trust me.
Tuesday, 20 November 2012
sonder
one of the small enjoyments of christmas that give me that little feeling of awe is the christmas decorations in downtown hamilton.
whether it be the 'happy holidays' sign on the highway, always shining green and red, or the elaborate florescent bows and presents on the streetlights, or the hanging signs that are meant solely to spread christmas cheer. when i used to live in downtown hamilton, my heart would lift in the slightest when i was in the car and drove past the decorations or looking from the window of the condo down into the bustling city and seeing all of the lights. now that i think of it, even when it isn't christmas, the lights of the city at night make me feel happy. the light pollution, not so much, but the cars going to and fro at night, even if i don't know a single person in those cars, its still comforting to see people bustling through the city and surrounded by lights, and maybe they're sharing my thoughts.
whether it be the 'happy holidays' sign on the highway, always shining green and red, or the elaborate florescent bows and presents on the streetlights, or the hanging signs that are meant solely to spread christmas cheer. when i used to live in downtown hamilton, my heart would lift in the slightest when i was in the car and drove past the decorations or looking from the window of the condo down into the bustling city and seeing all of the lights. now that i think of it, even when it isn't christmas, the lights of the city at night make me feel happy. the light pollution, not so much, but the cars going to and fro at night, even if i don't know a single person in those cars, its still comforting to see people bustling through the city and surrounded by lights, and maybe they're sharing my thoughts.
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