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My name is Mariam and through this blog I'm discovering things about the world, and about myself. Through all my blogs you'll see craziness, political insight, celebrity mania, musical interest, total drama queen-ness,all about boys, and ever changing views on everything. I hope you enjoy reading this as much as I enjoy writing it. You're about read the pages of my epic diary. Welcome to my world, and feel free to come back ;)

Sunday, September 8, 2013

"I lost my faith in my darkest days, but he makes me want to believe"

When I started this blog three years ago, I was in the tenth grade. My favorite color was pink. I dreamed of meeting Trey Songz, and I was hopelessly in love with a boy who didn't even live in my city. I'm not in tenth grade anymore, but back to the sophomore status. Being a sophomore means you're supposed to start figuring it out. Nothing is new anymore. You've had experience, so you have tools to help you find your way. It's a unique place to be. My favorite color is still pink. I no longer wear nothing, but that color though. Thank goodness. I've found my way to new style choices as well. I met Trey Songz, so check. I still love his music, so I guess some things never change. I don't love that boy anymore. But new crushes have found their way into my heart.

Some things have changed and other have stayed the same. Today at this very moment with I Won't Give Up playing in the background I feel like that hopeless romantic dreamer all over again. I think that will always be part of who I am. There's nothing I enjoy more then a love story. Weather it be Titanic, or grandma and grandpa who grew old together. We live in a world where mostly bad things happen. You can have the news on all day and not hear a single encouraging word. The other day I saw a story about this ten year old boy who took a gun and shot his abusive father. He was on television pleading with his mother for forgiveness. He's facing seven years in jail, because there was evidence it wasn't just spur of the moment. So there's the side of me who thinks, lock him up before he kills other people. You've got to be a stone to kill your own flesh and blood. But then there's the side that thinks he's just a baby. He probably hadn't even truly realized how heavy death is for everyone involved. That same side hurts for his mother. She lost her husband and shouldn't have to lose her baby too. It's a lose lose situation. This is just one of the many examples of all the negative stories we're surrounded by all the time.

In a world filled with all kinds of darkness, I think love is the light. Loving another makes you put your selfishness aside and believe in something bigger then just you. Being with another person can cause you to be the best possible version of yourself. Like they say in Les Misereable "To love another person is to see the face of God". It's so powerful and one of the most pure things left on earth. I may not see it as often as I have in the past, but it's there. We live in the generation of twerking and sleeping around. Fun before anything else. But underneath it's still there. That desire to love and be loved. I don't think it'll ever go away. Not for me at least.

song of the day :  I Won't Give up by Jason Mraz

quote of the day: "To love another person is to see the face of God"  - Les Miserables

Random update : Going to the Parachute concert tonight, and I couldn't be more excited! yay.

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