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Name: Sophia
Country: Christmas Island
Birthday: 4/15/1986
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Industry: Textiles


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Thursday, August 27, 2009

Its been a while

So its been a really long time since I've written one of these.  Anyway, Matt is gone for three days to a workshop in the Smokies.  I'm staying in his condo cleaning, practicing, and teaching some students. 

He really is the best ever.  But I always demand more.  I've allowed him to know me more than anyone else.  The actual me:  temperamental, mental, emotional, immature, crazy, messy, picky, pissy, intense, cuddly, nibbly, clingy me.  I've never felt so uninhibited with anyone.  I'm uninhibited to the point that it might be bad.  Is it ok to always speak my mind, to immediately react to my emotions?  I defend it by rationalizing that I'm trying to be honest.  I don't want to seem.  I'm not interested in fooling people in thinking that I am better than I am.  Ergo, I probably think I am better than I am. Suck.  Well, my little Mattie does the other thing.  Thinks and processes before speaking, inevitably bottling sometimes.  I think it could be dangerous in that the result is sometimes deceptive:  sugar-coated and makes people think that you are better than you are.  And maybe you do think that you are better than you are.  And maybe you are indeed better that way.  Well anyway, the answer is probably somewhere in the middle of the two.

Eh.  Well, anyway, reality is sort of paradoxical.  Poor guy to have ended up with me!  Didn't quite know what he was getting himself into...


Saturday, May 01, 2004

Its such a shame all of this I'm leaving behind.  I bitch and moan about how much I hate it all, how retarded everything and everybody is, how I need to get out of this place of suffocation, but alas I am sad to leave it behind.  The good outweighs the bad.  I'll never see his sunny face again, for example.  Never ever.  And I've only noticed it now!  Caught up in rejecting people, being critical and judgemental, generalizing based on past ugly experiences. 

I swear, I could so fall in love with that.  If I were stupider, I would think I was really in love.  But my head has caught up with all of this stuff, and I know I'm just really infatuated.  I don't understand this love thing.  To me, its an emotion, not a noun that can be defined.  But I've been inundated with all of these definitions we hear in English class differentiating true love from that other kind.  I think that's a shame.  To be told, no that's not love.  Because it doesn't fit a definition.  Maybe I'm still too stupid to understand.  I think many things can fit the definition, but in no way can it be called love without the emotion.  It can be that kind of brotherly type of love, but that's not love love.  However, I think if there is emotion and one or two things stray from the definition, I think it can be love.  It's just that we make mistakes and don't know the proper ways.  One can follow all the steps, all the rules, etc. but in their hearts, not understand a thing.  Not one thing.  I think some people don't understand at all.  I'm really sorry for them.  People can do good deeds, but that means nothing if they do it with empty hearts. 

Gawd, I am so sorry for this mush. 

Haha.  In a sentimental mood today.  I swear, almost made myself cry playing Pachbel's Canon during quartet (yes, the old people like that kind of stuff, so we're playing it).  Yes...make MYSELF cry.  Sheesh.  It's such a contrast from yesterday when I was like entirely in my head.  I prefer times like now, though.  I feel so alive. 

I'm having so much trouble submiting an acceptance to UCLA.  My instinct is totally against it.  So now I'm asking myself, would my instinct react in such an opposing manner to Vanderbilt, too?  Maybe?  Not as much.  I find much more solace in the fact that there are three passionate teachers at Vanderbilt.  Mark Kaplan's first priority would be his solo work.  Ok.  I'm just going to submit the dam thing.  I hate this.  Noooooooooooooooooo. 


Friday, April 30, 2004

its a secret. 

its sad.  there's no going back now. 

i had to.

 


Wednesday, April 28, 2004

Filters of perception make things so complicated.

When we are children, our number one wish is to be loved.  People with nurturing families grow eventually to love themselves. 

This wanting to be loved creates so many problems.  First, this wanting to be loved is not really love at all.  It's the search for validation, for the fulfillment of the ego need. 

We should not be in love with ourselves to the point of narcisism, but we should be confident that we matter in this world.  Everyone has their own strengths, everyone has different strengths.  Its up to the individual to recognize their strengths and take pride in these strengths.  Pride, not arrogance.

Arrogance is merely a defense mechanism.

We can't be good at everything.  For example:  She doesn't have his technique, but he can't have her tone.  I.e.  He is a lousy soloist, but a good orchestra player.  We can never be good at everything, but we do have our special abilities.

Its difficult to grow to your potential when your driving factor is the desire to be loved.  First, in order to please others, you must morph into this doll that is agreeable to people.  You are not becoming yourself.  You are becoming this pleasing machine.  You are not necessarily searching for your own truth and identity, you are echoing your surroundings.  Adjusting your outward appearance and not focusing on giving what is inside of you.  Wow I just described that Ophelia syndrome thing!

Wanting to be loved leads to jealousy, too.

You can't love others if you don't love yourself.  Not truly love others.  You'll forever be wanting to be loved, but you won't be able to do your own share.  First, people inevitably share facets that aren't so pretty.  If you hate that facet about yourself, then there is no way you can like it in others.  Then, its hard to be loyal to people if you want to always be loved.  Its necessary to forsake others to love.  I always wondered why that was part of the marriage vows thing...answered my own question!  Just like, if your with one person, you can't go around and have sex with other people.  There's so much more to a relationship than that physical stuff.  That means that there is more than one way to cheat in a relationship.  There are ways to emotionally cheat.

Plus, when you wnat to be loved by everyone, you're also compromising everyone.  People will be left wondering, oh so I'm not enough?

It also creates communication barriers.  When one can't love themselves, they lack confidence.  You can't form intimate relationships without confidence because it takes confidence to be able to trust.  When one can't love themselves, they will feel a sense of worthlessness.  I.E. There's no way he can love me because he's so much more beautiful and talented, etc.  When one can't love themselves, they have to be self conscious because they want their image to be lovable.  It creates unecessary anxiety!

Totally unrelated.  It's funny how the mind works to block things we don't want to see in ourselves.  Maybe it is related.  Its even funnier when the same person tries to project that facet on you and then questions you about it.  Its annoying.

The solution is to try to love in a more perfect way.  To focus on giving, not taking.  We must discover for ourselves what it is that we have to give. 

There's more but I have yet to start my homework.

Another thing:

"The truth is not in the words we speak.  It is not in the actions that we present before others.  The truth is in our hearts and in no way can it ever be fully explained"

Soo don't ever try to insist to someone that you know them better than they know themselves.  Its freakin annoying.  Go analyze yourself, leave me alone.


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*hyperventilates*

hahahahaaaaaaaaa

that wasnt a nice laugh

phucking dignity.

 "playin hard to get NEVER works...hehehe"

I SWEAR it does.  I just overdid it.  Wahahahahah. ok watev.  hahahha.  this is all so funny.  its like a live satire.

i saw him alone smiling and sitting and waiting trying to look cool ().  i walked to the other side, eyes focused straight ahead and his head followed.  hahaha he looked like such a silly boy. stood in the doorway for a moment, pretending to be preoccupied, then i left.

ahaha look and remember this:

I’m just waiting

On this rusted park bench

Waving and smiling

Good day to you and you

I could come, but sorry

I’m just waiting

 

The birds perch in that tree

I’d like to shoot one

(Good day to you)

And keep the other

But I’m just waiting

 

The children cry

over fallen ice cream

I’d like to tell them

There are cookies too

But I’m just waiting

 

The sharp winter winds pierce the air

I wish I could curl up

In a warm hole in the ground

But I know summer will come soon

So I’m just waiting

 

  

Just waiting

On this rusted park bench

Waving and smiling

farewell to you

And if you never sit here again

I’m just waiting for another

 

Wahah i just put on my prom dress.  It still fits.  I was sooo afraid it was gonna be too tight by now.  But it's kinda actually loose!  Muahaha.  See, this is how it goes.  My arms are skinny and my shoulders are sharp angled and this hides my leg fat and crap sooo i don't look fat!  hahah 

So here's the plan:

I'm not afraid of death.  I'm afraid of old age. 

akalahab: caz when ur old whats the point?
4ever: let's plan ur mysterious death
4ever: hehe
akalahab: u have no more goals then
4ever: yepp...jus waitin
akalahab: yah u can plan my death k?
 4ever: to die
 4ever: yahh mann
 4ever: of course
 4ever: i get the honors of killin u
akalahab: yay
 4ever: if we can't find a betta way
 4ever: hehe
akalahab: poison is fine
akalahab: err
 4ever: in tha ear?
akalahab: there must b a less painful way!
 4ever: so it won't b NOTICEABLE?
 4ever: wells posion u when ur sleepin
 4ever: on a random day
akalahab: kk
akalahab: well make sure its a good day
akalahab: i wanna die happy ithink
 4ever: okie...i'll go in ur dreams
akalahab: n make sure ididnt do nething bad on that day
 4ever: n tweak it
 4ever: so it's all nice
 4ever: n cheerful
akalahab: u can get a priest while im sleeping
 4ever: yep yep...
akalahab: ok yay perfect
akalahab: i cant wait!

 



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