I feel like I don't understand people who can walk through life with no purpose. Who go to work and do a job they hate, come home to an empty home, that may well house a family in a house but not a home. I mean when you think about it, life is the longest thing you'll ever do but its still not very long. What? 80-90 years at the most and nearly all of us won't make it that long. Why wait around and do something you hate so you can have a stack of money you'll never use?
I feel like with my life, I'd do things I can think about when I'm that old and I can't walk because of arthritos or whatever. I want to sit back and relive everything I did like I was just there. I dont think reliving a boring desk job is what I want to do. I want to look back at a perfect beach, a crazy club or something you'll truly only ever do once, like exchange. That's why one of the main reasons I came on exchange personally. To experience something I'll never experience again. People are always like "Oh you're so young, you should wait until you're older..." Why? I might not ever be 'older'. I could get hit by a bus tomorrow or I could live till im 100 but I'll still never be young enough to do exchange again. I want friends I can visit all over the world, I want to be the one who says "Oh hey! I've been there" or "I've done that!".
I'm going to live my life how I want to be able to remember it. I want the whole deal. Nights out I'll never remember, with people I'll never forget, Seeing things some people 3 times my age have never seen and doing things that I'll never tell my friends back home coz you won't understand till you've done it. I want a life that was worth living too me. I would rather be a poor travelling person, working in a bar here and there and see everything to see, then some worker at a job I hate with an extra bit of money in the bank.
Saturday, February 27, 2010
Thursday, February 11, 2010
parle de l'amour
Oh, my religion teacher, also known as Carlisle Cullen, has got me thinking about l'amour. Not coz I love him but because he teaches about it, you know love and Jesus and shit. I'm so surrounded by romance and romantic things. Love in learning, learning French, otherwise known as the "Language of Love" and seeing how it affects people more or less the same everywhere.
I've never been nieve enough to think that love is restricted to a skin colour, a culture or even a specific set of rules in general. There's no rhyme or rhythm to the way it works, it just... does. I don't know if I personallly believe in "love at first sight" or whatever, but you don't know. You never do until it happens to you. You could meet your other half at school as a teen or in a nursing home as an elderly; No boundries.
I'm not even sure if people my age can 'fall in love', because how do you know that person is just it? We haven't done enough, seen enough or experienced enough to know, but that's just me. I see the idea of love as a family, a house and making it home, a complete life you make with someone else. And, to truly have that, you have to be at a place in your life, a completely self-less plave, where you're in a position too, more or less, give half of yourself away. You need to have lived to have learnt compassion, trust and most importantly, for me anyway, faith. You have to be able to put everything you have inside your.. soul into another person and have faith that they'll do the same for you. It's like jumping off a ledge and not looking to see if there is a safety net to catch you.
I think every person, good or bad, black or white and poor or rich have another perfect match out there, like those two first pieces of a jigsaw puzzle when you know the picture is finally gunna start coming together. I doesn't matter what they look like or what they've done because they're meant for eachother.
I've never been nieve enough to think that love is restricted to a skin colour, a culture or even a specific set of rules in general. There's no rhyme or rhythm to the way it works, it just... does. I don't know if I personallly believe in "love at first sight" or whatever, but you don't know. You never do until it happens to you. You could meet your other half at school as a teen or in a nursing home as an elderly; No boundries.
I'm not even sure if people my age can 'fall in love', because how do you know that person is just it? We haven't done enough, seen enough or experienced enough to know, but that's just me. I see the idea of love as a family, a house and making it home, a complete life you make with someone else. And, to truly have that, you have to be at a place in your life, a completely self-less plave, where you're in a position too, more or less, give half of yourself away. You need to have lived to have learnt compassion, trust and most importantly, for me anyway, faith. You have to be able to put everything you have inside your.. soul into another person and have faith that they'll do the same for you. It's like jumping off a ledge and not looking to see if there is a safety net to catch you.
I think every person, good or bad, black or white and poor or rich have another perfect match out there, like those two first pieces of a jigsaw puzzle when you know the picture is finally gunna start coming together. I doesn't matter what they look like or what they've done because they're meant for eachother.
Thursday, February 4, 2010
Chance
It's amazing how much of our lives is left up to chance. Every little movement, every little choice we make, completely alters the future, even if it is only a minute thing to change, like time of arrival, which, even that can be grande.
You get all these people who are like "I control my future, I decide what I do, where I go and who I meet", which, in a way, is true but slightly by personal decision, because it's so impossible so determine absolute outcome. If your so much as 30 seconds late crossing the street, you could miss a car that would otherwise have hit you. Everything around us is chance. Like exchange. You take a chance and become completely in limbo. You don't offcially belong to the country your in, but you aren't in your own country, so it's a big chance that you take that you'll belong.
Personally, coming on exchange was the best chance I ever took. You're faced with decisions on chance everyday. Every decision is a fork in the road. Should I go? Should I stay? You have no way of knowing what will happen if you choose either, but one shows you strength and independance, builds up your personality and creates courage, while the other is a comfortable life, surrounding by the same thing on a different day. Meeting the people I've met is really a once in a lifetime thing, and I don't know if I would've ever met them otherwise because that, my friends, is up to chance.
You get all these people who are like "I control my future, I decide what I do, where I go and who I meet", which, in a way, is true but slightly by personal decision, because it's so impossible so determine absolute outcome. If your so much as 30 seconds late crossing the street, you could miss a car that would otherwise have hit you. Everything around us is chance. Like exchange. You take a chance and become completely in limbo. You don't offcially belong to the country your in, but you aren't in your own country, so it's a big chance that you take that you'll belong.
Personally, coming on exchange was the best chance I ever took. You're faced with decisions on chance everyday. Every decision is a fork in the road. Should I go? Should I stay? You have no way of knowing what will happen if you choose either, but one shows you strength and independance, builds up your personality and creates courage, while the other is a comfortable life, surrounding by the same thing on a different day. Meeting the people I've met is really a once in a lifetime thing, and I don't know if I would've ever met them otherwise because that, my friends, is up to chance.
Monday, February 1, 2010
what up
Since my last post I've been BUSAYYY.
On Wednesday we went to Celtica in Brussels and we also looked around the town. Très Belle. Celtica was INSANE. So many awesome people in one spot is surely unheard of. I also started school on Thursday. Not so good but the exchange students there are mad but the people are mean to me haha. Then on Friday I had the "newie" weekend at Wegimont (a massive old castle that is scary as shit when all the lights are out) and met some other 'oldies' and the rest of the other inbounds that wrent from Australia. I was SO tired on Saturday.
On Sunday, I went sledging with my mum, dad and younges brother and sister. It was so fun and I OWNED my brother in a snow ball fight. Then we came home and I chilled. Back to school today but :( Although I am excited to spend my birthday on Wednesday in Liège with my friends :) Should be an expereince.
Anyways Im out to exploreeeee
A Bientot :)
Shannon
On Wednesday we went to Celtica in Brussels and we also looked around the town. Très Belle. Celtica was INSANE. So many awesome people in one spot is surely unheard of. I also started school on Thursday. Not so good but the exchange students there are mad but the people are mean to me haha. Then on Friday I had the "newie" weekend at Wegimont (a massive old castle that is scary as shit when all the lights are out) and met some other 'oldies' and the rest of the other inbounds that wrent from Australia. I was SO tired on Saturday.
On Sunday, I went sledging with my mum, dad and younges brother and sister. It was so fun and I OWNED my brother in a snow ball fight. Then we came home and I chilled. Back to school today but :( Although I am excited to spend my birthday on Wednesday in Liège with my friends :) Should be an expereince.
Anyways Im out to exploreeeee
A Bientot :)
Shannon
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