5 Things I Would Tell My 13 Year Old Self

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If I had the chance, this is what I would say:

1. You’re an introvert. That’s the reason why you feel like you’ve hit a wall when you’re around people for a few hours, the reason you prefer to be alone rather then go to a party, and the reason why you feel drained after talking to people. I know your frustrated and you don’t understand why you’re like this. But trust me, the day when you find out what introversion and extroversion is, will be one of the most freeing and

2. You’re not going to be You-Know-Who’s girlfriend. You aren’t going to be anyone’s girlfriend. Thank God for that. You’re thirteen, for goodness sake. You’re too young for a boyfriend, and too young to really understand how difficult relationships can be. Instead, focus on your family. Focus on your friendships. Romance and boyfriends and all that can definitely wait.

3: You don’t need to wear that much makeup. You really, really don’t. I know you think raccoon eyes and spider-leg eyelashes are attractive and will somehow miraculously make you popular, but it won’t. You’re wearing makeup for the wrong reasons. Makeup should be a fun expression of self, not a sign that says “LOOK AT ME PLEASE LOOK AT ME.”

4: Your grades do not define your intelligence. Don’t let anyone make you think that. Getting a D in math is not the end of the world, you’ll live.

5: Of course you don’t know what you want to do with your life! I’m twenty now, and I still don’t know what I want to do. So, please, don’t stress out about it. Relax and enjoy try to enjoy your teenage years.

What would you say?

-J.A.K.

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Internal Sqealing

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This is a common occurrence for me. And, I’m quite sure it is probably a common occurrence for others, as well. It goes like this:

I’ll be taking a walk, watching a movie or meandering around the Internet. Then, suddenly, a cat will cross my path, a puppy will appear on screen, or I’ll see some tiny finches fluttering around in the trees. And the next thing you know, I’m fighting off the ridiculous urge to squeal. Sometimes it escapes, and I sound like I’m half choking, half laughing. Other times I press my lips firmly together, just to make sure no odd sounds or screams escape.

Meanwhile, my inner dialogue is something like this : “Omigosh omigosh omigosh its adorable I want to hug it look at it its so tiny how can something be that cute I don’t understand omigosh omigosh omigosh.” And so on.

What is it about seeing a cute animal that just makes you want to scream at the top of your lungs and cuddle the poor creature to death? Maybe I’m exaggerating, but doggone it, if I see an adorable animal, I have to fight that urge with all my might. I can only imagine the facial expressions I’m making as I have that internal struggle.

Now, if you’ll please excuse me, I’m going to look at pictures of bunnies and squeal.

J.A.K.

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Darn it, Ice-Cream


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I think all of us have that one particular food or drink that we just cannot say no to. No matter how adamant we may be about not having any, it always seems to end up in our mouths at some point. Ice cream is my arch nemesis, in this case.

Seriously, ice cream is such a huge weakness for me. A whole weeks’ worth of diet and exercise will be ruined because I decided to have a party with the ice-cream carton and chocolate syrup (and or caramel. Yum.) I can hide it behind food in the freezer and tell myself, “It’s not my ice-cream. It’s Dad’s. I can’t have any.” But doesn’t ever work. I’ll always give in and have some. I mean, it’s gotten to the point that sometimes I have to lock myself in my room and put a freakin’ chair in front of it just so I won’t be tempted to go down and have another ice cream cone. Pretty pathetic, huh?

Just writing about ice-cream makes me want some. Thankfully, we have no ice-cream in the house currently. However, it’s only a matter of time before we get some more and it inevitably calls my name.

J.A.K

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Tea Snob

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I really, really wish I could remember who said this sentence because it’s so true. I just remember it was someone who called into a radio station when they were discussing coffee and tea. The person said, “I am a tea snob, and I say that because we tea drinkers think we’re morally superior to coffee drinkers.”

I can’t deny it. It’s so true.

I mentally scoff and roll my eyes at people who drink coffee. And I didn’t even realize I had this attitude until recently. It probably has something to do with this ridiculous mental imagery I have. When I think of tea, I think of this ridiculously posh, English gentleman wearing a black tux and sporting a fabulous mustache. I picture him standing perfectly straight and tall and taking sips of his tea cup, pinky pointed out. When I think of coffee, I picture a Valley girl, clutching her Starbucks with her manicured fingers, jabbering away on her cell-phone.

Huzzah for stereotypes.

Yes, I know most coffee drinkers aren’t like that, and yes, I know tea drinkers aren’t all fancy-pants and stuff. I’m not proud of my snobbery, and I am going to try and attempt to change.

So pray for me as I go on this journey from a tea snob to just a normal, average tea drinker.

But until then, y’all coffee drinkers can suck it. Tea lover out.

J.A.K

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Rainy Days

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Its autumn, which means my favorite weather is here: rainy, cold, dreary weather.  I love curling up with a good book when the sky is overcast. I love an excuse to relax in my bed and watch all of the Harry Potter movies. I love thee feeling of being chilly and warming up with a steaming, hot mug of tea. I love sitting outside under the patio cover, snuggled in my thick coat and watching the rain fall. I love watching the small sparrows that live in our neighborhood splash in the forming puddles. I love falling asleep to the sound of the trees swaying, the wind whistling and the rain splattering on my window. I love waking up and seeing the fog drift in on my street. I love seeing the reflections the pools of water reflect from the lampposts from above.

I love this weather. Can’t wait to finally experience it after a long summer.

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Categorized

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According to astrology, I’m a Libra. According to Myers-Briggs, I’m an INFP. According to Enneagram, I’m a Type 4, wing 5. My love language is Quality Time. My Chinese zodiac animal is a dog. Pottermore put me in Ravenclaw. I’ve taken multiple quizzes on what mythical creature I would be (an elf), what element I would control (earth), and what my superpower would be (invisibility).
I like being categorized. I like taking the quizzes, answering the questions and getting the results to find out exactly who on earth I am. A little funny considering most of the test’s say I’m a free spirit who doesn’t like being constrained, isn’t liking being categorized kind of against that?
And why is that? Why do some people (like me) like being categorized? Who like having a nice little paragraph explaining who they are and why they are that way. Why do some people (like my father), hate being categorized? Who want nothing to do with personality tests because they find it stifling?
I’ve been thinking about this a lot lately, stemming from my weekly readings of Myers-Briggs personalities. I’m curious to know what others would think of this.

J.A.K

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Sunrise, Sunset

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 I’m more of a sunrise person rather than a sunset kind of gal. Not to say sunsets aren’t beautiful, they are. In fact, I used to prefer sunsets (but that was when I was a night owl and never actually seen a sunrise). The vibrant colors that the clouds turn are gorgeous. Deep purples, hot pinks, bright oranges…it’s stunning. However, there’s something about waking up, going outside and watching the sun come out of hiding. When the air is deliciously crisp, the birds are just beginning to sing and any clouds in the sky are turning a buttery yellow. A glow appears around them as if they are holy, and you just can’t help but stare. The whole atmosphere of it is magical. A lovely, perfect way to start a new day.

J.A.K

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