Jhene Aiko's opening line in From Time was brilliant. That was my favorite song off of Drake's Nothing Was The Same Album. There was so much truth to it. Jhene Aiko is a confident, beautiful young lady. She gets a lot of negative comments from people about being a whore because she had a child at a young age and hangs out with Drake a lot. We all know about the girls Drake "funds". Deep down inside we all want to be them. Well, maybe that's just me. When I've had a long day of studying the horror that is Physiology, I listen to the language and think about how great it would be to be the girl that just wants to smoke and fuck. I don't do either of things, and the grass is always greener on the other side. In my head, it would all be so simple if I was that girl. It's thoughts like these that keep you from being the person you were meant to be.
I'm not Jhene Aiko. I fully accept that. I'm Me. I'm short, stubborn, outspoken, opinionated, focused, and semi-organized. I'm also kind, excitable, full of the joy of the lord, positive, empathetic, and musical. I play piano for the cutest youth choir in the country and sing in my church choir. Christian youth groups scare me, because everyone's like the Duggars and wants to marry each other after three weeks of holding hands. Concerts make my heart happy. I love the lights, huge crowds of people all singing the lyrics that we've laughed and cried to, and the excitement that comes with being in the presence of someone loved by so many. I haven't cried in a public place since the first grade, and I just completed my sophomore year of college. None of these are things you can tell just looking at me. After many conversations and reaching a certain level of comfort, we can get to that point.
I hate the wait. I wish I had a sign taped to my back that said all these things, so people knew who I was right away. No misinterpretations or questions. Just openness. It is nearly impossible to get to know people these days. At least back when facebook was hot, you could see people's favorite things after first liking them. Their statuses gave a little insight to their daily lives and there weren't filters. These days everyone only posts things that make it look like their living the glamorous life. No one is ugly. I repeat no one is ugly, because there is a filter for absolutely every pimple, blemish, or bad hair day you will ever have. Everyone's fake perfect and no one is willing to let their guard down long enough for you to see those imperfections. Those imperfections truly are what makes a person beautiful.
No one believes that, but its so true. I recently got to know a guy that I never really found intriguing or attractive. He uses filters just like everyone else and he was cute, but nothing special. Before we had a conversation. Hearing him talk about the little things and big things gave me insight to who he is. Without the filters and without the act. He's been non my mind ever since. Those things I found just okay or irrelevant before make him so special now, because I see how they came to be. If I hadn't given up on love, I'd jump on that. But that's a story for a different day. I guess what I'm trying to say is always find a way to let who you are shine through. Those who mind don't matter and those who matter don't mind. It's the people who are real and true that you want in your life anyways, and they will love you for those imperfections you hide under the Valencia filter (I'm guilty of that one too).
Song of the day: Real & True - Miley Cyrus and Future
Quote of the day : "Imperfection is Beauty. Maddness is Genius, and it's better to be absolutely ridiculous than absolutely boring" - Ms. Marilyn Monroe
About Me
- Forever yours, Mariam
- 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 ;)
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