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Friday, 10 April 2009

  • Be Happy... Be... Be... Happy... H-A-P-P-Y.

    ~SONG OF THE DAY: "To The Beat Of Our Noisy Hearts" by MATT NATHANSON~

    Saddest thing ever, I swear. I was reading my OLD xanga entries... you know.. the ones from my "Blue Period" and I realized... DAMN! I sounded so much more interesting and full of energy. Crazies are just more interesting. Honestly, I think it's just that trying to get happy has drains the life out of people. It's so much work!

    Have you noticed how boring we've all gotten. I look at myself and friends and i've realized, we're so dull now. Most of us don't even put the effort forward to even make Instant messanger conversations interesting.

    Where is it written that after a certain age with have to let adulthood suck the fun out through our ears?

    You know what I miss? I miss sounding like an idiot! I miss thinking that going to the movies is the cooliest. I miss hanging out at the mall without any money and walking down to the gas station cause I didn't have a license.

    I miss when being an adult sounded like an adventure and blasting the radio behind my bedroom door when I got angry.

    Mostly, I miss how fun it was to just do the simple things, like play a scary video game with the  lights out and a handfull of friends.

    When I visited California last October, I was talking to Natalie's little sister Sophia and she was talking about how she was going to get something (cellphone, I think) when she was a little older.. and I found myself telling her to enjoy being young, cause she has the rest of her life to get older. Now, I realize how old I really think now. That's HORRIBLE!

    I hearby decide that being old sucks, I'm going to be young again. XD

Saturday, 21 March 2009

  • Changes

    ~SONG OF THE DAY: "The Way I Am" by INGRID MICHAELSON~

    I recently started a new phase in my life... again... I call this new phase "Trying to heal open wounds and torn scars."

    It's hard for me to keep a grudge... because as the days pass I forget the toxic feelings that strangle me when that person is around... and eventually, I just forget the whole thing... But there are different levels of grudges... different levels of offenses.... Here's how I choose to seperate them...

    The things that are scratches are temporary. They heal fast and you can barely even see them, if at all, when they're mended. but if you get enough scratches in a row, they can turn into open wounds. 

    The things that hurt are Open Wounds. These are the problems that can turn into scars if they don't get the proper attention when they're suppose to. If you let them sit, they'll get infected and heal poorly.

    Scars are the things that hurt you once upon a time... Every time you look down at a scar, you remember what happen and how much it hurt. It's hard to heal scars, but possible... if people are willing to work at it and keep some Vitamin E around.

    Torn Scars are the worst of all... Torn scars make you angry... They bleed everytime you're around the person who hurt you because that person pulls them open by their very presence and when the person isn't around, you have the sting of the hurt to feel and the scar blaring on your skin... Torn scars are painful, horrible accounts of a broken hearts, wounded souls, abused minds, and bruised bodies. The sort of pains that keep friends from ever being "That close again".... that puts people on the defense to keep themselves safe... That stops a once injured person from ever feeling safe enough to be In Love.

    I believe we all have one of these, if not all of them, going on in our lives... I never hold on to scratches, I take care of open wounds with tender love, I keep plenty of Vitamin E around hoping to erase scars....

    But I'm stuck on my Torn Scars... Because, I don't know if there's ever going to be a stitch strong enough to heal the Torn Scars that have been left to rip and reheal poorly millions of times to the point where you don't even recognize your skin anymore....

Sunday, 14 December 2008

  • New Traditions

    ~SONG OF THE DAY: "Squeeze me" by KRAAK & SMAAK~

    Earlier this week I was searching the internet for any last minute extra presents or stocking stuffers that might work for Christmas. And as I search Ebay for the millionth time and compared prices with Amazon on some earrings... I stopped... and thought... What am I doing?!

    I'm done shopping, i've gotten a bunch of gifts wrapped and ready to go! I've overstuffed almost everyones stocking already. I've spent atleast $30 on stocking scratch cards alone!

    Why am I looking for more? We have enough!

    That's when it hit me... someone out there doesn't. So, I redirected my search to everywhere I could think of... Craigslist, google, toys for tots, I searched it all! But I didn't want to get a picture with Santa for a gift (toys for tots) I wanted to know the name of the kid getting the present. I wanted to start a tradition for Chance and me to do every Christmas. I wanted to go shopping with that child in mind and buy for them like I buy for my own family every year!

    Finally I came across the local mall's events calender. The Salvation Army had a table set up in North Star Mall and they only had a couple days left until the deadline for gifts! (Dec 14th). So, as soon as Chance woke up, I hauled us down to the mall.

    Looking through the more than a dozen children still left to get presents... I had the best idea ever!

    Chance is about 1, only a couple months over, and there were two little babies his same age. A little girl and a little boy. So, I took them both and went to Target. $62, 2 hours, and four presents later I was on my way home with a slightly grumpy baby and a New Tradition.

    Now, my son might be too young to really understand what's going on, actually, the he probably only understands that he's hungry and there's a lot of people, noise, and bright lights. But, I hope that when he's older he'll understand it more and more every year. I want Chance to learn there's more to life than getting something in return for what you do, that sometimes, giving is the best feeling in the world (cause God knows, there's nothing I like better than giving the perfect gift).

    So, I've decided... that every year, when it gets close to Christmas, i'm going to take Chance down to North Star Mall with me (or where ever the Salvation Army has it set up where ever we're living) and we're going to pick out 1 or 2 kids, around his age, to give a present to that year. Who knows, maybe it'll be little Valerie and Matthew every year, that'd be wonderful. =]

    Here's to Family and New traditions.

    MERRY CHRISTMAS!!!

Thursday, 04 December 2008

  • Relating to Real Love

    ~SONG OF THE DAY: "If I were a boy" by BEYONCE~

    Men. I understand and don't understand men. I understand boys till their teens. I get it, they like to have fun. Video games, jumping into the pool from the trampoline. I GET that, I was right tere with THAT. Playing war, matchbox cars, competition. I GET that. But when does that fun nature turn into the guy that tears your heart out? I'm not generalizing, I understand that there are some seriously sweet guys out there. Open doors, surprizing you with flowers, showing up after an arguement with your favor ice cream, even if they think they're right they apologize guys... I know they exist, but are they also slowing going away?

    We girls, we women. We dig our own graves in relationships alot of the time. We bury ourselfs in our male counterparts. Strong arms, the sound of their heart beat when our head is rested on their chest. That moment when they see you for the first time of the day, their arms open wide and a kiss waits for you on their lips. They're beautiful things, men, your man, the one who holds your heart... he always feels good to be around. You love his voice even when he's sick. You want to take care of him and have him take care of you. I understand... whether they're good or bad for you, you just want to stay with them.

    Do we invest ourselves in falling stocks? Paying our pieces of our heart out into bad investments that crash, crush us in the end.

    I think back to the guys i've invest my love into and it pains me a little. Pieces of my heart always seem to get bled dry and given back drained. worn. barely beating. Sometimes it feels like the tears of broken hearts could fill the ocean. Crying yourself to sleep over the loss of a future you thought you had with someone.

    When you're heart breaks for the first time, you think it'll never be okay again.

    There was a conversation I had with my brother Talon's friends... Michael before we were in a relationship, Ian, and Zac. We were sitting in our old house in Garden Grove, CA... talking about love. Me and these three older guys, we talked about how we always seemed to fall for people with the same name over and over. Jessicas,  Britneys... How the same names kept coming back into our lives and breaking our hearts. And a younger me, before I knew what it was to really hurt, thought I knew what a breaking heart felt like.

    nearly five years later... I understand. I finally know what it really feels like curling over in the pain of a broken heart. Love, all kinds of love, all kinds of lost love killing you slowly. Lost first loves, lost philos, lost eros, lost agape. And it's a killing love. When you're so sad you just want to disappear in a hope the pain might go away.

    I look at my son now... and I think... How could heaven be more wonderful than the love I have for this little boy? I'm scared... I've lost so much in the last five years... I'm scared i'll lose him... I know I wouldn't survive... For the first time in my life... I'm scared of death... truely, completely, hopelessly scared of death.

    For the first time in my life... I understand the pain of really being in love. In love with a boy.

     

Tuesday, 18 November 2008

  • Some facts.

    One. The constitution says nothing about marriage.

    There for, nothing about marriage can be unconstitutional.

    "Marriage has a long history in the religious world. It has become so ingrained in the social fabric of the people of the nation, and indeed of the world, that the benefits of marriage to society at large became apparent."

    Making it so that religious groups are forced into accepting same-sex marriage that is against their religion is unconstitutional. The constitution states that there is a seperation of church and state, meaning that state has to keep themselves out of religion just as much as religion has to stay out of state. Passing prop 8 would have forced religion to accept gay and lesbian marriages are legal and thus, they would have had to perform them because not doing so would have gone against it.

    This not directed towards any one religious group, but ALL religious groups that oppose same-sex marriage. (yes, i've noticed the extremely insulting and prejudice posts and comments against the mormon religion especially.)

    Two. Voting is a formal expression of preference for a candidate for office or for a proposed resolution of an issue.

    Basicly, whatever you feel is right, you have the right to vote for! No one can tell you what to vote for, everyone has their right to express their preference through voting! Millions exercise this right, no one can change your vote but you. If you're a legal resident, registered, and old enough then you can vote!

    “The will of the people shall be the basis of the authority of government; this will shall be expressed in periodic and genuine elections which shall be by universal and equal suffrage and shall be held by secret ballot or by equivalent free voting procedures."

    Three. There is a bias in the entertainment world.

    Only fools live their lifes on what celebrities say. Celebrities ask us to vote a certain way or donate to causes. Think about this, If celebrities donated one paycheck from one film or one years income each to feed hungry children around the world, how many hungry children do you think there'd be? Considering that even the lower paid celebrities (people you recognize when you see their face) get paid between 5 million to 13 million a year.

    And although you hear celebrities opposing prop 8, they aren't backing it. Why? because if a celebrity backs it, it could mean career suicide.

    The same as, if you've read Myspace, Facebook, or even Xanga.. the advertised groups, posts, or sites are all pro-homosexual marriage. So, chances are you won't see this post on the top of any lists.

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