Day 23: Favorite Movie

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I have a feeling that whoever made this 30 day Challenge got lazy seeing as how they repeated a day.  But none the less, I’m excited to tell you AGAIN about my favorite movie, and maybe convince you to watch it if you haven’t already.

There are very few moments that change my life and seldom movies, but this movie changed my life.  It taught me so much about pursuing my passions and that which is important to me.  It may have added to my unrelenting love of Amir Khan as well!

This movie was so wonderfully crafted and even a little bit elegant in its plot design and structure.  And seeing as how I love bollywood movies, I ate up every second of this one.

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Life is too short to let the opinions of other dictate what you want to do.  And this movie taught me that a million different ways.  It’s funny,charming and a feel good movie that never loses its class.

Please don’t just become like everyone else

It’s 12:30 on a Saturday night and I can feel the impending doom of trying to wake up early for church tomorrow if I don’t sleep right now.  But sometimes I just need to write.  ….And a huge chunk of what I’ve just written got deleted…lets see if I can recollect my thoughts.  I feel like this is what always happens when I try to collect my thoughts at the dead of night.

What I wanted to say was something along the lines of the fact that I hate thirteen year old kids.  I know that this sounds so incredibly cruel, but please hear me out first.  The way I see it, twelve year old kids have it made.  They don’t care about much.  They wear flip flops in the winter and have swing competitions.  They read “The Clique” and most just do what they want to do.  They still get excited to participate in class and actually get excited when they’re called on to read.  But thirteen year olds..?

Thirteen year olds are a rare breed of human beings who lose this and suddenly become clones of one another.  Suddenly individuality is tossed out the window and everyone longs to just blend in, I know because I too wanted this as a thirteen year old.  First is the uniform.  Mismatched Mr.Potato head “outfits of the day”, as long as what you’re wearing has a brand name, you are good to go!  And the less you actually care about style or substance?  The better, just don’t let ANYONE know you shop at Walmart.

Next comes the makeup.  Oh Lord, the makeup.  If you see a petite girl with creased dark lines under her eyes, she is not trying out for the NFL.  Pinky promise.  She is trying to look edgy.  I still remember the girls who became goth in middle school.

After this comes the duck face.  If you’re taking a picture and look even remotely happy- you’re not doing it right.  The goal is to distract people from your actual facial features long enough for them to press like on Facebook.

I realize that even the nature of this article is petty.  And I’m poking fun at something that is at it’s core not that funny. It’s just that I hate thirteen year olds because I hate what I feel people become when they are thirteen.  So very desperate to fit in and feel secure that they become just like everyone else.

So to the thirteen year old who likes unconventional things, don’t stop, for anyone.  And if you like wearing brand name clothing and looking like a raccoon, don’t stop even for me.  Just please, don’t become like everyone else.

Day 6: A picture of something that makes you happy

 

I love this picture for so many reasons!  I’m kind of annoyed that it’s sideways and basically a picture of a picture but it still makes me happy.  I look so at peace and my brother looks so happy to be taking a picture with me.  My eyebrows look especially thick and I look like a good chunky little baby.  It reminds me of a simpler and happier time in my life where everything just felt so easy and no problem felt too large to solve.  I want to go back to that.

Day 5: A song to match your mood

I was struggling to pick a song that could really match my mood all day, mostly because I’m not even really sure of how I’m feeling.  But I decided on this song:

One of my junior choir songs suggested this song and I immediately feel in love with it.  I’m sure you can see why.  🙂  Small post for today, but I’ll still see you tomorrow!

Why InterVarsity will always Confuse me.

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I don’t think a lot of people notice this about me, but I’m a very competitive person.  I’ve always been a competitive person.  From as far back as I can remember, I have competed for something.  I remember being maybe 9 or 10 years old sitting with my brother and eating some oreos when suddenly a competition of “Who could eat the most oreos?!” was created.  The prize was a horrible stomach ache.

Fast forward to high school and I join DECA.  What is DECA?  Well DECA was my life but more specifically it was a organization of business students with regional, state-wide, and national competitions.  I loved it.  I was one of those really annoying people who really took it way to seriously.  I loved pin trading (Every state had a pin and at nationals you could trade pins with different states), I loved the adrenaline rush of presenting.  I loved winning.  I wasn’t too keen on losing though, but you need to lose some in order to win some.  In fact you need to lose a lot to win even a little.

With that being said, I have always hated the fact that I’m competitive.  And I’ve tried my best to not be the type of competitive person who steps on people to reach the top.  Do you know who these people are?  I think we ALL know who those people are.  I remember going into one DECA competition introducing myself to one of my competitors and having her greet me by saying, “Hi, I’m going to beat you!”.  Yeah, I actually wish I was joking.

I know people who send people the wrong words to memorize or conveniently have someone miss their presentation time.  I’ve seen them and find them repulsive.  More so because if I didn’t I think I would be one of those people.

But now back to the title of this blog, which is probably why you started reading this post.  InterVarsity is the christian fellowship on my campus (also an international organization…I think) and from what I’ve found, it’s done none of these things.  I go to a business school and even though I’m not at the point where there is even a need to be competitive, I know there are people I can’t trust.  I know that there are people who are really just looking for their best interest.  Can I blame them?  Not really.

I know these people and they are not few and far between.  In fact sometimes I feel like they engulf the school.  And being a competitive person, I’ve grown tired of being competitive and now just want to do my best.

The thing about InterVarsity that feels so odd is that fact that in the midst of all this I know so many selfless people.  I know people who barley even knew me but took the time out to mentor me and guide me.  I know people who took the time to see what I wanted and how I was feeling.  I know people who actually cared about me as a person.  Because at the end of the day with InterVarsity, it’s different.  We’re not subject to beating someone out for a test grade to feel self validated.  We serve a God who teaches us that love, peace, joy and kindness and the values we must emulate.

So this confuses me because most people I know are selfish.  Again, how can they not be?  But there is so much more to be gained in giving than receiving.  And maybe InterVarsity will always confuse me, but that’s not necessarily a bad thing.

Quotes I live by

Everybody is a genius. But, if you judge a fish by its ability to climb a tree, it’ll spend its whole life believing that it is stupid.

Be kind, for everyone you meet is fighting a hard battle.

A man is but the product of his thoughts. What he thinks, he becomes.

What we do for ourselves dies with us,what we do for others and the world remains and is immortal

I know that I know nothing