But enough small talk.
Tonight was the Whitgift Charity show, and the first night of this entire winter term that I have had no work, so I'm tucked up in bed with a hot chocolate and have finally decided to come entertain you deserted people whilst winding down to some Nerina Palot :)
The charity show was actually really good, the smoke machine which set off the fire alarm aside that led us to stand in the rain whilst the fire brigade came to make sure the school wasn't burning down ¬_¬ .. but that was good :)
It also started snowing today, which makes me think that this Christmas, which is 9 days away, NINE FRICKING DAYS, may actually be a white Christmas :)
Another question on my mind is how some people are free to criticise others but fail to look at themselves. And how people outta be more opened minded about situations.
What I have cunningly compiled over the past few weeks are a few New Years Resolutions.. but I'll save that for my next blog. WHICH WILL NOT BE IN MARCH, or some ridiculous time span from now.
I think one of them should be: update blog more often..
The remainder of this blog is going to be another one of those deep filled thought provoking things that I've learnt over the course of this year.. but until next time, which will probably be some time on friday, peace out. :)
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Clichés are funny things. And by clichés, I don’t mean the “once upon a time” kind of clichés, because we all know life isn’t a fairytale. I mean the, “you don’t know what you’ve got until it’s gone” type clichés. To begin with, I guess they were simple pieces of advice people shared with one another from personal experience, and now, they’re so overused in everyday conversation one way or another that they’ve earned this glorious title of a cliché. But I don’t think it’s because they’ve been overused – I think it’s because as humane as we are, we never cease to make the same mistakes over and over again, one way or another, and no matter how many times we’ve heard it, we still go ahead and do what we want to do only to look back later with a “what if” or an “I wish I had.” But that’s the thing – you can’t - you should have done then. And stubborn and as headstrong as we are, we then have the immense difficulty of letting things go.
Don’t get me wrong, some people find letting go of stuff as easy as making a cup of tea, but the rest of us find letting things go harder than rocket science. As true as it may be that you can only learn from your mistakes, and perhaps your mistakes are what make your fate, but WHAT IF, (see, I’ve used that twice already), we simply can’t accept these mistakes we’ve made – then what? We’re stuck in a continuum of realisation that, a few months down the line, makes us wish they hadn’t spent so much time regretting the past that has in turn caused missed opportunities in the present which leads to more regret and so on. And that is the source of this – regret.
It doesn’t even sound like a nice word. You know how you can sometimes get words that, nice though they may sound, have a sinister meaning, like.. sinister. Well, regret doesn’t fit into the category. And rightly so, because it is a horrible thing. It keeps you awake and night, going over and over scenes in your mind that make you feel worse and worse the more you think about them. What I think makes them worse is the fact that regrets are often to do with people, not so much that shirt you bought last week. It’s more the person you never said goodbye to, the person you lied to and so on. Often, this regret turns inwards to personal blame, as if the fact that they are no longer here is your fault and you could have done something to prevent it. Or even simply, “if only I knew”. And that’s the thing – we don’t know. The only thing we do know is what’s here, right now, this very second. We cannot tell what’s going to happen tomorrow, and we cannot simply assume that every single day is going to be the same as the last, though it often is. People come in and out of your life for one reason – to teach you something about yourself, or the world around you. Nothing else. And they don’t stay forever – everything ends sooner or later (preferably later, in my case). That’s what people fail to realise – the second something begins, it’s only a matter of time before it ends, and is taken away from you just like that, and you have to start all over again. That’s the hardest part; waking up one morning and having something or at worst, everything just fall apart, or waking up and realise that thing you automatically do, like text a boyfriend or call a best friend isn’t practical anymore because you’ve broken up or they’re not talking to you anymore; when you walk through the front door and find boxes filled with years and years of laughter, tears and love are stacked nearby. To well and truly turn your back on something is like turning a page in your favourite book which you want to read over and over again, but you can’t. Once you’ve read the words they have to say, they disappear, and you can’t get them back again.
So all you can do is take a chance in life, and hold onto everything and everyone like there’s no tomorrow. If you love someone, never be too afraid to tell them. Put all your heart and soul into everything you do – if you don’t, you’ve given nothing. Realise that things begin so that they can end, but make sure that when it does, you can look back and say you’ve never been happier :)
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