“We don’t stop playing because we grow old; we grow old because we stop playing.” – George Bernard Shaw

Today, as you can see, I will share some words of wisdom that speak to me with you guys.

These words speak to me because I love not to act my age. I do not understand why we should become boring just as soon as we are “adults”. I mean, I don’t even feel like I am an adult. I know I’m old enough to be considered an adult, but to me, being and adult is more connected to the stage you are in your life rather than how old you are.

I am an adult because of my age, but I am not an adult like my parents or even my siblings. I mean, my parents are of course adults, but even my siblings are more adult than me. My sister is married and expecting her first child and my brother has a nine year old daughter. These are things that, in my opinion make a person a REAL adult. I am in no hurry to have these things. I want to enjoy my youth and act like a child.

I love just enjoying my University years and doing stupid shit with my friends. I mean, I am not doing anything too stupid, just enjoying myself. So why shouldn’t I? I have more than enough time to be a boring adult. So I will be enjoying acting like a child and playing.

I want to keep myself young, so I will endeavor to be the cool aunt who plays with their nieces and nephews if they so want. I hope I will never be too old to enjoy playing anything. I mean, I will never enjoy playing Kimble, but nearly anything else I will play.

Today I’m supposed to share something I struggle with. This is a hard one.

At the moment, I struggle with keeping myself motivated in my studies. It is nearing the summer holidays and I find it hard to find the motivation to finish my last assignments. Especially since one of those assignments is my BA thesis.

I just don’t have the motivation and don’t know where to get it. I will have to finish all the assignments sooner or later but I just somehow don’t have the motivation. I think it is mostly because it’s so close to summer and it has been a tough year of studying and I would love for it to just be over already.

I will just have to find the motivation somewhere. Let’s keep our fingers crossed for that.

I apologize that this was not more deep.

30 Day Writing Challenge

I hopefully found a way to inspire myself to write at least semi-regularly. I was browsing pinterest when I came across several 30 day writing challenges. I thought that would be a good idea. Although, I am being realistic, I will not be able to write every day but I intend to write about all of the 30 days and will try and do so at least once a week. So, if this keeps up I should be finished with the challenge at the latest in week 35, so lets see how well I do with this.

I will post my first entry after this entry.

It’s been a long while

Once again it’s been a while since my last update. University and life in general have taken their toll on me. I’m currently in the middle of writing my BA thesis. Adding to that the course load I have, there is really not that much time to blog.

However, I have found that I miss writing, so I will try and do better. Maybe at first I will try and write once every two weeks, maybe more frequently if I have time. Anyway, that’s all for now. Let’s hope I will find time to keep my promise.

I Promise

I promise that from this day forward I will at least try to write once a week. This once a week writing will be a kind of prompt writing. I will choose a line from a book I’ve read, a quote I’ve heard or a line/verse from a song I’ve heard and let my imagination run loose. I will try to make these writings a piece of fiction.

My morals

My morals, I’m not quite sure where they come from. Sure, some of them come from my family. Like, you have to treat people right. And my work morals are from my parents too. Violence is not an option, when it comes to either people or animals..

But there are also many things that I haven’t learned from my family, because I don’t have their morals in some topics. Or perhaps I’ve learned from them to be more tolerable than them.

I believe that you shouldn’t judge a person too quickly or because of their appearance or stuff like that. If someone doesn’t look like every other person, that’s not a bad thing. If someone has different skin color from mine, that doesn’t mean we can’t be friends, or that they are less of a person than I am. The fact that someone is a gypsy, they’re not a thief. If someone is gay, lesbian, bi or transsexual, that doesn’t make them any less valuable or somehow disgusting. I try not to be prejudiced. That’s one of my morals I’ve learned to be better at than my family. I don’t judge people because of their race, religion, sexual orientation or any of that superficial stuff, but for the person they are. 

If people believe in different things than I do, I don’t hate them. I always try to understand their side of things, and why they might think differently from me. I don’t have to be friends with everybody, and I won’t be friends with people who’s opinions in the world conflict with mine too much, but I’ll still tolerate them and try to understand why they think so. 

However, the morals I value most of all in my list of morals, have to do with animals and nature. I think we humans have a moral responsibility to take care of the animals and plants around us. I’ve always cared more about animals than people. That’s because most of the time their suffering isn’t because of them, but because of us humans, and they can’t do anything about it. I hold the animals around us as(if not more) dear as humans. This is the most important moral of mine. If someone clashes too much with this, I will not like them. We will not be friends. I may not even tolerate a person who is too open about not caring about animals or the nature around us. 

I can tolerate someone having different religion, different race, different sexual orientation or stuff like that. But I WILL NOT tolerate a person who doesn’t give a rat’s ass about animals or the environment. That just shows what kinda person they are, and it’s not a very nice person, so why should I tolerate someone like that? 

 

That’s my morals.

“Normal”

Personally, I don’t think there’s such thing as “normal” there’s just average. Most of the things we consider normal are just what we’re used to, but it’s not necessarily “normal”. Normal is whatever is normal to you. So, in a way we’re all normal. We may not be that for other people, but we are normal to ourselves.

Maybe I think like this because I’ve never liked the way some people treat the people who aren’t “normal”. If you are, for example, smarter or not as smart as the average person, people might tease you or treat you differently. I’ve seen this happening, and I don’t like it. Other things that makes people not “normal” to others is being, gay, lesbian or bisexual. Who you love shouldn’t make you abnormal. It’s not right. So it’s not “normal” to be straight, it’s what we’re used to if we don’t know anyone who isn’t. If a person has  some kind of a disorder or decease that shows in their everyday life, that’s not “normal” to other people, but it’s normal to them. This is another thing that makes other people look down on you, or not wanna be your friend. I don’t see the point, we are all people.  So, “normal” means average. Who wants to be average?

My opinion on being “normal” may be a product of never being “normal”. I’m short, loud, don’t care what other people think of me most of the time. I’m almost ten years younger than both of my siblings. I prefer the company of animals to people. I don’t even have a “normal” group of friends. Although we all have something in common, we are all very different. Some of my friends are religious, some like to party, some don’t like sports and stuff like that. Even in my family, I’m not “normal” I don’t care about people’s race, religion, or sexual orientation, like sometimes you could hear my father talking about these kinda people like they’re not people or like they’re doing something wrong.  I try not to see past those things and see the person behind those trivial things. Not all of us have to be the same, that would be boring. My siblings like to live near our parents, I’d love to move abroad to study or after studying.

I think that everyone is normal in their own way. It’s normal for people to be different, think differently ,look different. It’s a richness. So why should we try to be “normal”? I at least wanna be something special, not “normal” or average.