Monday, March 16, 2009

Spring Has Sprung

Dear Spring,

Where the hell have you been? Have you not heard me begging you to come back? Do you not realize that MY needs come first? Next time you hear me calling, you better be at my doorstep, pronto.

And how dare you let that pesky snow come back! Stop playing mind games with me here spring. It's 60 degrees, then 30 degrees. Make up your mind already.

Chill fully yours,
The winter coat hater.

Dear Nathaniel Hawthorne,

I hate you. That is all I have to say.

Despicably yours,
The girl with many unnecessary headaches.

Dear Bad Luck,

Can't you pick on some one else for awhile? I'm rather tired of dropping my books, stabbing myself with my pencil, cutting myself on things that aren't sharp, and being stuck in English class.

You have made these past two weeks the longest of my life. Can't you just move along to some unsuspecting billionaire for awhile? I could really use a break.

Painfully yours,
The cursed one.

Dear Summer Vacation,

Please get here faster. I'm very tired of this routine some call "school." Can the last two and a half months go just a little bit quicker? Please and thank you.

I'm very tired of memorizing unit circles, dissecting things that somehow always manage to look like chicken, and trying to keep myself awake by ninth period. I deserve a much needed break.

Hopefully yours,
Beach bound.

Tuesday, March 3, 2009

Do you believe in magic?

I hate learning about the scientific explanation behind things. I'm a firm believer in the fairies and magic behind it all. Why is our brain able to store memories of us doing something horrifyingly embarrassing in front of our family when we were like, five? How is it that after 10 hours of sleep at night, I'm still exhausted? Why is it that I can't seem to remember every muscle in the human body when need be, but I can still remember all the words to every Spice Girl song ever written? I don't know, and I don't want to know. I'm perfectly content in just knowing things are the way they are and not knowing how they got that way.

However, when it comes to religion, I can't seem to bring myself to believe in it entirely. I put my faith in evolution, not Adam and Eve. I just can't have faith in something that has no proof. This is one of the few things where I like to know the explanation behind it, instead of just surrendering myself into the unknown.

So why is it that when it comes to everyday life, I can accept that things just are the way they are, but in religion I need firm evidence? I have no idea. It's just the way I am. Odd and contradicting.

So what do you believe? Why do you believe it? Just some thoughts for the day. Leave some comments.