How about this perspective?

"Homosexuals are an oppressed people. Poor gays. So sad. I feel so sorry for them." 

No. Stop it right there. Do not feel sorry for someone based on their sexuality. The same applies to skin color. Pity can be insulting in my opinion. 

I honestly feel that those who criticize, judge, bash and otherwise belittle homosexuals are the oppressed party. They have no idea. These people were raised to be the way they are, whereas homosexuals are simply born as they are. It takes a truly ignorant person to truly persecute an individual based on a personal characteristic such as sexuality. The ones who think they are right for attacking innocent people are the ones who we should feel sorry for. Ex-gay therapy is a load of you-know-what, but where is the homophobia therapy? This is an issue. As a society we are so quick to fix what is against the "norm," but  as long as the violence and abuse is justified by someone's morals, then it's all okay. Where are we at, world? Youth - we are the movement, the power, the drive and the force that is to be reckoned with.  Don't feel bad for your gay neighbor, but do feel bad for your homophobic neighbor.

A Woman

So last night I went to the laundromat and did a bit of laundry. While there I noticed quite a few people  who remained static. I wondered; were they homeless? Well, turns out I left my bag somewhere along the path. I went to check there (to no avail) after work tonight and I saw the same woman. She was perfectly content just doing a crossword. Same fast food chain cup filled with an unidentified drink and in the same place as the previous night. Although the last time I saw her she was sleeping uncomfortably. Perhaps she just wears a lot of clothes and needs to wash them often, or maybe she is homeless. Maybe I will see this woman again. 

"F**k it, I'm young."

How much is the rush of misinterpreted social media "fame" worth? How much is that DUI worth? You can't justify irresponsibility with age. I can recall no time growing up that they told me, "between the ages of 18-25 you can do whatever you want... because you're young." Perhaps a warning was given, but not permission to jeopardize everything that you have worked towards. Every keystroke that you post on social media is there for the taking. Every scandalous photo you post is there for the blackmailing. People are cruel, and even more cruel are the institutions that dig for these hidden secrets. Would you employ a psychologist, or even train one, if you knew that they just had mountains of secrets stacked behind them? These things may seem so irrelevant now, but in the future be wary of your past. Think now with the future in mind.

All that you have is your future; all you have is forward. Do not put the brakes on now. 

Be you.

When I used to look in the mirror I only ever saw what others wanted me to be. I tried so hard to fit the mold. Yes I will always worry about what others think of me, but only to a healthy extent. It's okay to worry about what you look like. If you aren't confident with your own presence, then others will feel that lack of confidence and zone in on it. Don't let yourself be priced by others. Only you can name a price for yourself, and for me I'd rather not have a price. I don't care to be remembered for how I tried to look. I'd rather be remembered for something with more substance; I want to be remembered for me. Do you see what you want when you look in the mirror?
Express yourself in the way you look, and do not let others and their ideas/expressions have an effect on your self-worth. Make a real-life signature. Leave every person that you encounter with an imprint of your glowing and beautiful personality.
I guess what I'm trying to say is to always remember that only YOU can decide who YOU are. No other being in this universe can make a decision for you, and they definitely cannot construct an idea in your mind of who you should be. It's so easy to fall victim to criticisms in a terrible way.  Keep your self-expression steadfast, and you will find that you reap something so much more rewarding from life. Not only will you reap an overwhelming feeling of being whole, but you will sow that beautiful idea in others. The only one who can truly behold your beauty is you, and that is more than you will ever need.

You are beautiful. Be you always and forever.

If it's hot...

There's a few things that have always stumped me, but the one that always gets me is why we are constantly going against the grain. What's so pleasing to us? Could it be the pleasure of satisfying curiosity? Chancing pain when we could stay content where we are. 

Our whole lives we are told not to smoke, do drugs or fall for those people. We are taught fire is hot, ice is cold and water is wet. The whole time we listen, but when the time comes we reach right into the flames. After being taught so many lessons we still seem to find pain. No matter what form we seek it out. Do we do these things simply because we can't stand to be stagnant? 

Eventually, however, we all learn the final lesson. I guess it's the straw that breaks the camels back. We finally realize that at some point we have to accept that curiosity and desire are frivolous. To satisfy one or the other could mean risking everything, and it may not always be worth it. Only if the outcome is guaranteed can you be for sure you'll make it out safely. 

My point is pretty simple; if it looks hot, then don't touch it. 

i could never hate you. or anyone.

After everything that I've been put through, and after everything I put you through, I could never hate you. Any of you. I've spent a lot of time thinking about my past and the people that are left there. I don't regret many of the people I left there and I don't hate anyone that left me there. We all change and move different directions in our lives, and just because you went somewhere else in life doesn't mean I have to hate you. I take back every "I hate you." that has come out of my mouth up until now. I hate what happened with what we had. I hate what you did, and I hate what I did. I've realized that I could never hate anyone. Everyone has their own struggles in life and it's selfish of me to ignore that and say that I hate someone. Why do we as people ignore the fact that people have their own problems? 

I forgive you. 

I forgive everyone.

I apologize to anyone that I ever said "I hate you." to or about. 

I'm using you as a general term and I'm not singling anyone out. I'm not referring to recent events or long-gone events in my life, but instead I'm referring to everything and everyone. I've reached a growing point in my life that I've realized that I have to be adult about things and stop being a teenager. I'm growing up and I love it. I'm not grown yet and I wasn't grown yesterday or the day before. However, I'm working on becoming the person I want to be for the rest of my life, and in my eyes that's beautiful. 

Here's to growing up and realizing that you can't win every battle. Here's to losing friends but keeping their footprints on your heart. Here's to forgiving and apologizing. and most of all... Here's to me becoming me. 

I'm sorry. I could never hate anyone ever again. 

Who are we to give someone another struggle?

College Professors and Finals

I am currently working on tons of work for finals while also dealing with a lot of people problems. I'd just like to say that nobody is worth your grade. Don't leave your work to go hang out or to talk to your "honey."
They aren't worth it. I promise.
Think about it, oh what's that? Thinking? Yeah it's this new thing they started. Anyways, you are going to be in school for 4 years to pursue a career that's a lifetime. I don't think any person is worth risking my career and quality of life for.
I understand you love people and that's fine.

FINALS
ARE
STRESSFUL
-study--study--study- I promise it's worth it.

I'd like to shout out to my college professor Bonnie Thrasher. She's a wonderful person and even though I have procrastinated beyond comprehension she is letting me turn in everything. Also, she sends me emails to check on me and make sure I'm getting stuff done. She's really wonderful. You will meet that one college professor who will always be there, and I'm pretty sure I met mine! Plus she's in my major department. Woo!
Anyways, I should be doing work right now.
back to BiSci Lab Reports.
peace :)

I've learned a lot.

Here's some things I've learned in college.
1. Don't trust a lot of people.
2. Money can buy happiness
3. Companionship is absolutely necessary to maintain a sound mind.
4. Some people are just naturally rude.
5. I don't know why, but these religious people always tell us to stray from our wicked ways.
6. I don't like people as much as I should.
7. Professors cuss a lot.
8. I miss my family.
9. Blogging takes up a lot of time.
10. Get an iPhone. It's so universal.
11. I don't feel like writing anymore.

a new me

I'd like to think that I am reinventing myself. Something I should have done before coming to college, but didn't have the ability to do. Therefore, now I will be who I feel I should be and look how I want to look.

I like how I look now, don't get me wrong, and I'm not getting like a boob job or something drastic. Just some minor changes. Things that I've always wanted, hair I've always wanted. You know.. That kind of thing. Pictures will come when I start. I will have before and after and whatnot if I feel like it. I probably won't. Anyways, now you're at the end of this pointless post and I'm sorry. 

Goodnight.

DIY totally doing it.

I'm totally doing it myself today! I'm making my old toms into SANDALS! I know that it's pretty cliche and what not, but I am super excited. Hopefully they turn out just like the picture below. Eeeep! I'll be sure and post pictures after I get them finished. 

Time

to

do

this!

I'm having the time of my life. Miss my mom.

College has seriously been an experience like no other. I've been having so much fun and making friends with everyone. Even the girl at Hot Topic today! She gave me the number to the best tattoo studio in Jonesboro. Super pumped to get my phoenix by the way. Pics when it happens (in a few months). The guy in the picture is my room mate, Dylan. Aka; coolest guy ever. The girl in the middle is Morgan, the way we met was quite interesting but she is super awesome and nice.

Back to college.

Everyone has been nothing but nice here to me. Not to mention I'm already treasurer of the astAte GSA. I've been given so many great opportunities. I'm going to a tri-Greek cook-out tomorrow and an ice cream social for the College of Communications (my home) on Saturday! I absolutely love ASU and the campus. Really though, I can't stop talking about how great of a time I have had. The biggest fall back is that I miss my family. My mom has always been my rock and not having her around is so hard. We have talked on the phone almost every day so that helps a little bit. Also, Kenneth, my best friend isn't here with me and it seriously makes me depressed. We hung out ALL summer. Ughhhh I'm so ready for my next trip back to Cabot/Bryant since I can no longer go this weekend. 

On another, more grim note... I cannot be in Wind Ensemble because of conflicts with my schedule. However, seeing that I did have the talent to make it this time, I'm hoping that I can use that same talent to make it next semester since I do have room in my class schedule. Marching Band has been super fun though! We are now on to cleaning our show and it is going to look so good! 

Well, I'm going to try to go to sleep now even though I only have two classes tomorrow. Peace! GO RED WOLVES!

I'm in college.

I don't know how many of you know it, but I'm in college now. It's going absolutely amazing. I miss my best friend a ton, but I know we will stay close. Especially seeing as how we have texted every day. I don't like my bed though, it makes scary noises and it's too small. Oh well. Yesterday I got called out in class for talking when the teacher was messing with her computer. I was whispering AND she wasn't talking. Oh welllllll. I've had an amazing first few days. I'm even considering rushing! Phi Mu Alpha! It's a music frat and the people are so nice. I'm making the journey to Cabot/Bryant this weekend. Oh, and to all my band kids, ASU has their first show and the opener memorized. Which to sum it up, means that we have two shows memorized. It's hardcore. OHMYGOSH, AND I MADE THE WIND SYMPHONY! It's the top band at ASU. Talk about unexpected. Anyways, I won't give my excessive amount of followers too much to read. Expect me to be pretty active on this by the way! At least once a week. 

omgcollege

I'm totally leaving for college on August 12th. WHERE HAS TIME GONE?! I'M BROKE AND AHHH. Okay.
I
Can
Do
this.
It's just college right?

Lonely college-bound guy.

All of our life we look for that special someone. Have you ever stopped to think that maybe being alone is better? Yeah, me either. However, loneliness is something that I have learned to cope with lately. It's amazing how you can be completely alone in a crowd. I almost thought about starting a "diary" or "journal.." whichever title is more accepted by society, because that's what we look for.. right? Anyways.. College is probably going to be such a good thing for me. After being severed from some of the people who I believed to be my closest friends in High School by graduating, I just always kind of feel like I'm just going with the flow. Maybe that's what being a grown up consists of, I have no clue. I'm living and learning just like the rest of the adult world had to do. I'm probably going to start blogging at least once a week. Get ready.

Mind blogging. Music. Etc.

All the time, I find myself blogging inside of my head. Quite elaborately. I never post anything because I HATE the mobile version of blogger. Right now I'm watching August Rush, and this movie is so inspiring. This little kid is like, a music mastermind. It takes him places and just UGHHHH <3. Music is the thing that reminds me that there is something greater out there. It's something that is universally understood and can be interpreted by all. It binds you to something that's just.. other-worldly.
That's all.

I want to be at the beach.

Something about spring break makes me want to go be in one of those big mosh pits that you see on MTV or something. Even though none of them remember it, I think it would be HILARIOUS to be sober around so many drunk people. Or maybe it would just be annoying. I just want to be at the beach right now. Soooo bad. Spring break should be sandy toes and salty skin. Oh, and getting tan. I've resorted to tanning while laying on my trampoline. That is so sad. Playing in the creek behind my house and taking pictures with my 11 year old brother is about as interesting as it has been this week. I really hope college is more interesting than this. Probably not, but I can hope.. right?

I'm. So. Bored.

You know, I tend to forget to blog. It's sad really. I really wish I knew for a fact that people read this, because then I would have more motivation to actually write. Anyways, life's good. I was on TV on valentines day with the Cabot High GSA, which was an honor. I think everything is turning out pretty well.
READY. FOR. COLLEGE.

kbye.

Heart vs. Heart

There are many many ways people speak of hearts. There's the one that's in your chest that is vital for life, and there is the one that is more of an emotional figure than a physical one. I am going to talk about both and how they are so much alike. First of all, it's 12:04 in the morning and will probably be much later after I finish this, so if I have grammatical errors, then I'm sorry. I will probably change subjects after I get finished with this, and then the title will no longer apply to the full extent. I am eventually going to talk about what I started with. 

That's called ADD kids.

Okay, so there's two hearts, a physical one and an emotional one. However, when we refer to our heart emotionally we talk about it being broken and what not. Physically it's just diseases and stuff. If you think about the two hearts, do either of them look the same? Are they the same color? Same shape? No. So I was wondering, how did two things so different ever even BEGIN to be called the same thing. 

Well, here's my theory. A human heart is one of the 5 most vital organs in the body. It's very well protected by the thoracic rib cage and enclosed in a sac. There's a sort of boundary between it and the rest of the body.  The heart is a very sensitive organ in my opinion, and if hurt, can result in a very traumatic experience. The heart is so delicate and necessary for life, or at least a normal one. I mean like, if something is chronic, then you can't have a normal life.

The emotional heart, theoretical heart, whatever you want to call it, is also within boundaries. Not everyone's heart has boundaries or walls though. Sometimes, people are careless and let someone in and give their love and it ends up being the biggest mistake of their life. Like the real heart, this one does not do well with injury. You can be left scarred forever. The worst thing about this wound is that it isn't visible but it hurts so much more and no one can see that you are in pain. It's all inside. Those with wounded hearts are forever ruined. Or at least the way I see it. There is always going to be a wall around that persons heart and they will not want to let anyone in. I know I don't. The only good thing about this wound is that it keeps you, or me, from giving out love to someone who doesn't deserve it. It makes me over look people, I over examine people and say "next" before even giving them a fighting chance. That's one of my fatal flaws. About this wall... It is impenetrable. You have to be let in to this persons heart, there is no working your way in. If you get let in to this persons life and you are given love, then that love should be cherished and not taken for granted. That was how the wound was inflicted in the first place. Do beware though, trust issues are bound to be a problem. Past relationships have a great effect on future ones. Hearts do not forget the pain they have been caused, and yes, I can personify hearts. A heart is very aware, emotionally, and literally has a mind of it's own. I know mine does. So I guess I should just stop speaking for everyone. I can try my hardest to like someone, and I may start to like them, but at a certain point, my hearts says "no.." and I can no longer have feelings for them. It's so weird, I know, but I don't think I am the only one that this happens to. 

I could write all night about this. But it's getting late and I need sleep. 

Don't break a heart, and don't get yours broken. 

Outside of your town.

Many times I have wondered what brings someone to bullying. I've come to the conclusion that most of it is within the home, and that fact breaks my heart. How could a parent lead a child to think that it is okay to "stand up" by attacking someone? By attacking I mean mentally and physically. I aspire to get to children at the earliest age possible and let them know that diversity is acceptable. There is going to be a point in these children's lives when they get in to this diverse world that we live in. Maybe in your town everyone is the same, but out there.. No. There are people who are different colors, religions, and sexualities.
To all of you who find yourself judging others by traits like these, I just have one thing to say.
Be prepared.

Merry Latemas

I got lots for Christmas.
GPS. Kindle. Cologne. Rubix Cube. Clothes, lots of clothes.
AND TOMS <3 UGH.
So Merry Christmas.

And something about New Years. Grool.