My kind of princess. 199 to go…

I’m the type to get swept up in a feeling. As I was going through an old thoughts journal (yes, I have a separate journal for my thoughts,) I came across a bunch of ridiculous moanings about some boy who I liked who didn’t like me back and I was taken back to those moments.

As ridiculous as it seemed, I felt bad for junior me. She had a rough go.

I also came across a thread that seemed to connect all of my ravings. I kept saying that I didn’t want to be one of those girls. The kind of girls who blush when he talks to me, or the kind of girl who gets giddy about a boy, or the kind of melodramatic girl whose life is a sitcom. I want to be the kind of girl who can take care of herself.

I’ve always loved the princesses who didn’t need a prince in order to be a princess. The princesses who didn’t need a prince to complete their stories. Those are my kind of princesses. That’s the kind of princess I want to be. A princess with messy hair, knee scrapes, who rides horses and shoots a bow and arrow and is worth the risk of fighting for.

Love you!

Abby

Day 146

Take all the Metal and Wood
Used in the waging of the war
And teach the men that make those weapons
To build shelter for the poor

Take all the money we spend
On the way that we appear
Find the ones that die of hunger
And help them see them another year

Before we fade away
Let’s make a better day
This world will keep on turning
After we are gone… long gone.
There was a forest I loved
Where the air was fresh and clean
We took the forest for a factory
So we could build some more machines
When I was young I learned to sing
And music blossomed in my soul
We took the music from the schools
And left the darkest, gaping holes.

Where will our children be?
If they don’t learn to see?
Millions of voices falling silent til’ they’re gone

When we were young
All the world was new
But soon we found
The childhood fairytale were never true

And how the story ends
Depends on you
And me
Where will our children be?
If they don’t learn to see?
Millions of voices falling silent til they’re gone…

Before we fade away
Let’s make a better day
This world will keep on turning
After we are gone
After you are gone.
After I am gone… long gone

I’ve been thinking about this a lot. I always lecture my parents about turning off lights and water and stuff like that. But it’s so true… It just has made me think. We can’t treat out world the way that we do. We aren’t the only people who will be affected by this. There are so many more.

I’ve also been thinking about how precious life is. We only have so much time, and I’m not wasting that time. Lost of mental energy going into avoiding putting mental energy into other things. Lots of time wasted on not wasting time. Funny how that works…

Emotions… they’re a funny thing. They make you feel great one second and then end up tearing you apart in the end. But the truth is that emotions don’t rule people. And I won’t and shouldn’t let them rule me.

Also thinking about princesses. When I was younger I never wanted to be rapunzel. I wanted to be Ariel, or Belle, or Susan Pevensie. I wanted to be the kick butt princess who rode horses, had awesome dresses, and shot bow and arrows. But in the end those princesses never chased the boy. She got them because she was who she was. Whatever. On my mind.

Random Fact of the Day- Lap Girrafs don’t actually exist. 😦

Mission of the Day- ponder what princess you would be/want to be.

Love you!

Abby