Spinning Away

As I get in the elevator of my building, I wait for the door to close. My mp3 player starts to play Spinning Away by Sugar Ray as the door shuts and I jump up in excitement. It's finally here. Spring Break! It is here and it is going to take me away from my little piece of home, State College. School is done for a week and I get to just have a little fun with my friends. I dance around the elevator, dinging through each floor. As the door slides open to the six floor, I have a big smile on my face and I can't help, but laugh at what someone would think if they had seen me waltzing with myself in the elevator. I unlock my door to my small apartment and crash onto my bed and the music fades.

I hope that everyone gets the chance to have a piece of mind while they are on their break, whether you are going to kick back at a lake house with friends, or sip a cool drink by the blue ocean waves, or chill on your sofa with family.

It's been a hard first part of semester in many ways. For me, it's been a journey that I really didn't expect. I grew up a lot in a few months and that may sound sort of crazy, but I just see the world very differently because of the things I experienced in such a period of time. I have learned to appreciate the simple things a little more and have realized that life goes on whether you want to freeze in the moment or not. The world is going to keep spinning in you are going to keep spinning with it. This being my last semester at a school I have grown to love and hate, I have realized that life isn't about growing up and going to college, it's about finding yourself wherever that may take you and you have to figure that out on your own, mo matter how much guidance you get from you friend, family, and enemies. You have to figure it out because it's an open book. Your life is what you make it and someday we will all come to realize it. I have so much more to learn, so much more to experience, so much more to love and I just can't wait. I like feeling all of it, if that makes sense. For me this break will hopefully bring me some peace, some laughs, some tears, and some lasting friendships. I just hope that these memories I've made last forever. I hope I can remember them when I'm old and farty.

So cheers to a wonderful break if you get one! And for those of you that must keep plugging away find sometime for you and spin away...

Hello Everyone

It's been awhile and so I'm going to write a small little blerb. I found a couple of blogs while I was at my sister's in North Carolina and this is one I'd like to share with my readers the few that I have haha.

http://beelisty.tumblr.com/post/3157999497/if-you-are-a-feminist-reblog-this-because-i-want-to

Blood Bank

Goodbye for Good

It's like saying goodbye for good,
You never know if it's the right way to say it,
But who's gonna tell you what's right or wrong,
By this point it's all up to you.

They don't tell you how to be a kid,
They don't tell you how to be an adult,
And they sure is hell don't tell you how to grow.

It's like saying goodbye for good,
When the tears fall down,
You look back,
But they are already gone.

Do you give up,
Do you just go,
You'll have to find that only you can restart your heart.

It's like saying goodbye for good,
When you see her eyes clearly for the first time,
As you try to formulate something to say,
She shuts you up with the old argument,
You shake your head and you decide.

So what did you learn,
You learn to be okay with the friends that you've got,
You learn that in the end you'll be great with what you've already got.

So when it's like saying goodbye for good,
You'll come to realize that you were always free,
You were stronger than the person you thought you were,
And when you have to say goodbye maybe it won't be the last time.

Encouragement

I have a new idea for a book. I'm not one to really write a children's book, but I feel like it would be a good place to start while working on my other "more advanced" books. I was thinking that I would write a book about a girl and her childhood dog. I know it sounds sort of clique, but it relates to my own life, which as a writer I would really like to do in all of the novels that I will hopefully someday write. What do you all think? Should it be a chapter book or a bunch of little picture books or what? I don't know what to do yet, but I think I'm going to start writing the plot down. :) hope you all are having a fine day.

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Could it be Reality?

What defines reality? As I read Snow Crash, I find that its hard to know what reality really is. If you are interacting with people isn't that in itself part of reality. What does the word reality mean? Is it life as we know it on Earth on solid ground, or does it have to do with the social morals and interactions we create. The Metoverse seems to be perfectly real. People interact, if something is drunk your mind simulates drinking or if information is handed over it changes you in some way. The mind controls how we react to life. If today you were told that the entire life you have created was just a stimulation and you were actually someone else outside of a computer...what would you do? Probably go into shock, but the point is, this may not be reality. Who has the right to say it is or it isn't? I feel like much of Snow Crash brings up points about how we see life, how we interpret it and what we see as real. The Metoverse isn't just a fun place to go, there are businesses and people being hunted down or thrown out of a club. Its just like real life. It's just like getting in your car and going into a city. So what makes it any different. Sadly I can't see how it's different. The mind is so much more powerful then we give it credit for because our other senses seem to have their own control over how we react to things, but they are controlled by our brains. All our senses don't have minds of their own, cells are connected to other cells that are connected to nerve cells that are all transmitted back to the brain. If they brain wants you to believe something or to see something or to feel something it lets it happen. We are a computer to say the least, we just don't have a grasp of everything that's going on inside of it. To me reality is what we make it. It may be here on solid ground, me sitting on my bed writing this small blog about what's real, or it could be an avatar created by myself inside of another computer controlled by my own brain. Reality is just a word, but we give it so much credit, we give it so much power that it doesn't necessarily deserve. Mostly because topics like this, scare us. Because in the end we realize how little control we have.