random reflections of a notepad carrying dreamer: I WORRY (#hotproblems)

random reflections of a notepad carrying dreamer: I WORRY (#hotproblems): This article was inspired buy hot problems. Hope you like it.  Most times I’m happy. Or at least I look like I am. But I worry. ...

I WORRY (#hotproblems)

This article was inspired buy hot problems. Hope you like it.

 Most times I’m happy.

Or at least I look like I am.

But I worry.

Just like everyone else.

I’m scared I would get cancer and die young.

You say what are the odds?

I say 1 out of 2.

I worry about not being noticed; completely ignored.

I worry about being highly celebrated.

And then losing myself in the process.

I worry that my life would pass me by.

And I’ll be just like a desert traveler.

I’m scared of not dreaming big enough.

And then failing to reach my potential.

But on the other hand,

There is dreaming too big and underachieving.

I worry that the world would destroy itself.

And our race would end without a trace.

A ruin in the “middle” of space.

I worry about weird things too.

Like my butt falling off from not eating.

I might just be a snake and I do not know.

My eyebrows are not entirely identical.

I don’t know what insects are poisonous or not.

So, I stay clear of all them .

And there is the person that stares at me in the middle of the night O_O

I worry I might just be a muggle.

And teenagers my age are off having fun with magic.

I also worry about normal teenager things.

I worry I might fail my exams.

I worry my friends secretly hate me (I hope they don’t).

I worry I would blow up like a balloon

I worry I have no talent

I \ might not get to meet Ellen, Justin Bieber, One Direction, or any of my favorite celebrities.

We all worry. And when we use it properly worry can be a strength. Because it can prevent us from making mistakes. Help us to deal with difficult situations. And it can stimulate us to take the actions we need to take control of our lives. 

It's important not to worry about petty things, things that never happen, and things you have no control over.

 

In the end, all is good as long as you believe and keep doing and being your best.

It’ll all turn out right if you do not forget to keep smiling.

Better Nights (some nights by fun)

i was listening to  "Some Nights" by Fun i decided to write this. It's about he wars in Africa and the unrest in Nigeria to be precise and how we deserve better.http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qQkBeOisNM0

some nights i stay up cashing in my sorrowssome nights i call it a drawsome nights i wish my hands could feed the worldsome nights i wish they would just fall off
but i still l wake upi still have hopeoh lord,i'm still not sure what i really wantwhat do we really want?what do we really want?most nights, i don't know anymore.
This is it world, this is warwhat are we waiting for?why don't we sing free already?
we were never one to believe the hypesave that for the privilegedwe're twice as good but half as likedbut here they come again to jack our style
But it's alrightfound an answer in my  bed tonightstops my heart from wondering whywhy? why? why?
sometimes i wish that this all would end'cause we could use some peace for a changeand some nights i'm scared war would takeoversome nights we always win 
so this is it?we sold ourselves out for  this?washed our hands in that for this?prayed so hard for this?
this is it worldten years of this and i'm not sureif any one would understandthis is for the folks in the middle of it
the other night you wont believethe dream i had about you and methere was peace, there was loveall we've been hoping fornever going back to our erstwhile song
you  wouldn't believe the beauty that could come from a lot of sadness or the jewels among the rough. we can always find peace and happiness in the midst of chaos.

random reflections of a notepad carrying dreamer: Emperor's New Clothes

random reflections of a notepad carrying dreamer: Emperor's New Clothes: So, there was an emperor who was excessively fond of new clothes: of all the things in the world available to an emperor to be fond of. He ...

Emperor's New Clothes

So, there was an emperor who was excessively fond of new clothes: of all the things in the world available to an emperor to be fond of. He was also proud. This he made obvious by seizing every opportunity to show off his new clothes.

 While the emperor was being the self centered person he was, there came along two rouges, cunning liars who pretended to be weavers. They promised the king that they could make an outfit invisible to everyone unfit for the office he held ( this is where simple logic comes in or at least it should). Someone does not just tell you about "invisible clothes" and you go ahead and think it is a wonderful idea. And this is where as ask me an obvious question; who in the universe deemed this loon emperor?

   In the end, the emperor decides to use large sums of money to pay for this outfit-the height of bonkerosity. There are billions of people in Asia and Africa who have no food clothing or money that they can see and some really rich person is paying for something he might not even be able to see?

   So after a while, he sends a bunch of his officers, one after another to check out the “cloth”. They all went to the “tailors’ shop”. When they all got there, they thought things like: “I cannot discover the least bit of thread on the looms” and “what is I possible that I am a simpleton?” well, maybe you are, maybe you are not. If you think there is nothing, maybe there is indeed nothing. Albert Einstein said “look for what there is, not what there should be”.

Finally, without taking their time to think through the situation, they all went back with comments such as “excellent, these patterns and colors”. Spare me, suck ups.

  Finally, the day of the parade comes along and the emperor goes to get fitted.  He is presented with the garment and thought to himself “I cannot see a thing…I’m I a simpleton?” Sure you can’t, there is nothing to see. And yes you’ve been a simple since the moment you decided to make and invisible garment and maybe even before then.

  The king puts on his “garment” and joins the possession.  His subjects who had heard of his garment “saw” it and said things like “magnificent”, “charming”, “excellent” and they were all gay. Is it just me or is this kingdom filled with raving lunatics? I mean for real the dude is in his underwear, someone please say something!!!!

  Out of nowhere, a little kid says “but the emperor has nothing on at all.” Oh look we have a genius here. “Listen to the voice of innocence “screamed his father. That sweet, sensible, and smart voice. “But he has nothing on at all” at last cried out the people. WOAH there might just be an up rise of geniuses here.

The emperor got vexed (hehehe) because he knew they were right but still made the lord of his bed chamber (what sort of job is that?) carry his “train” even though in reality there was none.

This goes to show how sad and unproductive it is to follow the crowd. Most of us constantly doubt ourselves. We feel that we are the only ones going through a certain predicament and we are all alone. We feel that if we speak up we would be mocked and ridiculed. We would be called weirdoes and laughed at but the truth remain that we are not special. There are seven billion people in the world, and if you look really hard, actually, not so hard, you would find someone who has the same thought as you.  

The story also teaches that courage, intelligence, confidence and depth can be found in the most unexpected places. Of all the people in the kingdom, it was the kid who spoke out and told the world the king was naked.

Finally, it teaches that us not to be strung along by others but think our own thoughts.

The emperor proved how easy it is for one to fall prey to evil if you only think about yourself.

Today, even with increase in different styles, technology and fields of knowledge, it is even more difficult to be yourself and be less than mediocre, but I believe if one tries really hard, you can make a difference no matter how small.

Not that I expect you to expect Obama to give a speech naked or something.

Angus, Thongs and Full-Frontal Snogging (Confessions of Georgia Nicolson #1)

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There are six things very wrong with my life:

1. I have one of those under-the-skin spots that will never come to a head but lurk in a red way for the next two years.

2. It is on my nose

3. I have a three-year-old sister who may have peed somewhere in my room.

4. In fourteen days the summer hols will be over and then it will be back to Stalag 14 and Oberfuhrer Frau Simpson and
...more"There are six things very wrong with my life:

1. I have one of those under-the-skin spots that will never come to a head but lurk in a red way for the next two years.

2. It is on my nose

3. I have a three-year-old sister who may have peed somewhere in my room.

4. In fourteen days the summer hols will be over and then it will be back to Stalag 14 and Oberfuhrer Frau Simpson and her bunch of sadistic teachers.

5. I am very ugly and need to go into an ugly home.

6. I went to a party dressed as a stuffed olive."

surely, these are not the exact things wrong with my life but sometimes i feel like georgia. My younger sister would definitely not pee in my room(she won't live to tell the story)  and i have certainly not gone to a party dresssed as a stuffed olive. Even so, truth be told, i have my demons-school and my sister definitely being part if them.
We all have our demons. If every teenagers troubles had a convention, the eath would fall because they would be too heavy.
No matter the demons the best part is to be able to get over it: georgia style or normal human style.

trite expressions a.k.a "thatmadenosensebutwestilluseit" expressions

Sometimes, people talk and i'm like "what in God's name are you talking about?" some of the things people  say make absolutely no sense at all but at the same time it makes total sense to them. some expressions are so ridiculously ludicrous it's unbelievable. the worst part is that the society continues to use them all the time.
  For example "all things being equal". how is that meant to make any sense at all? All things being equal to what? And in what way?
 Also, "blood is thinker than water". And so? What does that have to do with anything?
 "Drunk as a skunk" this expreesion raises just one question or more depend on you : " who was the loon that decided giving a skunk a drink was agood idea?" because if he didnt dream up that wanton idea then this expresion would not have seen the lightof day. plus i bet tthe end result wasn't pretty.
 One of my favorite is when a friend says something like "you know what i mean" No i do not know what you mean on the account that you are talking total rubbish.
Or when people say "things are always in the last place you look" of course they are in the last place you look. you definitely wont keep looking if you found it. That would just be awkward.
 Sometime my friends tell me i cant have my caKe and eat it. Cake is for eating why cant we eat it when we have it?
sometime we all just talk like loons but it's acceptable we all do and it brings beauty to our speech. that is the NAKED TRUTH. see i did it too..eh eh naked truth. right.