Kids want to be older, elders want to be younger. It’s the same story and cycle that has been going on since decades ago. People’s fascinations with what goes on in a certain age is inevitable. Their obsession eats them up and they forget their time now, the present. They just think about the future. I love sitting and thinking about my future, and while it is important, the present is priceless. You will never be able to relive the present, change it, or anything like that because it has become the past. I personally find it invigorating. There are so many things we can do NOW instead of waiting on it or dreaming about it. Turn empathy into activism. Stop waiting around for things to happen, daydreaming about unrealistic fantasies, but instead make them happen. And for the kids that wish to be older, remember that this is the time to live it up. Make mistakes, learn and move on. As we get older, the opportunites for mistake-making become slimmer. Point is, enjoy the things you have. Truly love and appreciate the time now, because it will become the past before you know it.
I am loving the FIFA Confed Cup. Soccer is on all day long and I can just sit in front of the tv for hours watching these men play. Also, 6 movies for $25 bucks from Target. Doesn’t get better than that. My tele set is slowly becoming my best friend.
Now that my sister is adjusting to her new life and slowly becoming an Austinian (that’s a person that lives in Austin) I am much more lonely and have time for myself (ie the tv statement above). I have about 2 weeks left in Garland until I get to go Virginia for 10 days. I’ve never flown by myself before, and I am quite enthused. The only thing I dislike are connecting flights, but I can’t be too picky I suppose. I’m just happy to be going there and seeing family (as well as getting out of town). I also love airports. Its always a hodge-podge of interesting souls. There are always those that you can label immediately, mostly in the categories of:
-the creeper (a man/woman that stares at you at a ridiculous amount)
-the hobo (a man/woman carrying far too much around, mumbling to themselves, ragged clothes, and zero eye contact with anyone)
-the tourist (a man/woman completely lost, holding a map, asking everyone in sight where the correct terminal is)
These are just a few examples, which is why I may look like the hobo to avoid conversation with anyone. And I know right now, if I get seated by a large person I will demand a seat change. Or I’ll freak them out so badly that they will wish to move. A tad on the mean side, but hey I like to be comfortable.
I really wish I was able to go to Lobby Day in DC for the How It Ends event for Invisible Children. There are just too many things happening here for me to just up and leave. Thank goodness there’s a live feed online that will be streaming all day on June 22 and 23. I can’t wait to see what happens those days. For those who have no idea what Invisible Children is, please visit their website at www.invisiblechildren.com.
I have a bad habit of only reading half of a book. The Good German, Catch 22, The Kite Runner, etc. Now I’m reading Three Dollars by Elliot Perlman which is really captivating, but I am having problems finishing it. Saddening, and its not that it isn’t interesting, but I just have some sort of neurological problem when it comes to reading an entire book. It was made into a movie in 2005 which I really want to watch but at the same time, I need to finish this book. Must. Finish. Book.
My mother is wanting to spend time with me today for some reason, so I’m going to take her shopping and find something for my Daddy for Father’s Day. Let’s hope she doesn’t try to be all of Willowbend.
