So, I randomly found this person's blog (The Single Mormon Girl's Guide to Life) and I am NOT going to read it more, because I just don't care, and if I were to read it, I think I'd be doing the opposite of what her own suggestions are. So, here's the quote:
"I think sometimes as LDS Spinsters we try too hard. We try too hard to be at the right place at the right time, to be wearing the right oufit, to go to all the right activities, and to say and do all the right things. And it’s not that we shouldn’t be trying to put ourself in situations where we can be blessed to meet the right person, but we should be careful not to try too hard.
"I think all of you know what I mean by trying too hard. It is acting in desperation. It is being someone we are not. It is being somewhere we don’t want to be. It is going against the grain of our lives. It is living in fear instead of in faith. Trying too hard makes us seem desperate. It just makes unhappy because when we try too hard we get caught up in some exact outcome that we expect and when those things that we want don’t always happen we are unhappy and hurt.
"Instead we need to live where we want to live, wear the outfit that makes us feel like a million bucks, go to the activities that actually interest us, and say and do only the things that reflect who we actually are at our best."
The thing is, is that I've definitely been on the reverse side. I've gone through a stage where I didn't try, or didn't think it was possible for me, to look good (for example). It was a really hard period in my late teens/early 20s to go through, because I kept convincing myself that I was taking the higher route, and that by not looking really good I was actually focusing more highly on the things of most importance in life. To some degree it is still a dichotomy that I struggle with; however, I've also just grown up, realized that I like working out (sweating was ingrained into me from all my years of ballet) and I was raised to eat healthy, and like doing so, but perhaps my metabolism has balanced out as well. It needed some years to recover from trauma I was putting it through with ballet. A daily schedule of not eating for 24 hours and then eating and throwing it up for years is not good for your body. I feel like even just recently I've become precisely aware of what weight I need to maintain to be happy. Girls' weight fluctuate so much, but I feel like it's a good thing to know the weight I want to be for the rest of my life.
Among those whom I like or admire, I can find no common denominator, but among those I love, I can: all of them make me laugh. --W.H. Auden
Saturday, June 20, 2009
Reposting this, because I don't care if I'm too open.
Just got back from NYC.
I heart NYC. But, maybe NOVA is home. Hipsters. Again. Not for me.
Can I please vent about the following... Don't makeout with me and then never call me again. What are we ... 20? No. I never did that anyways; however, I really just don't care. I'm not one of those girls that takes things really personally and holds grudges. Though perhaps this is an indication of a lack of feeling on my part. I've wondered recently if I have just a general lack of emotion.
Okay, no more really personal information. And I'm really sick of being single. What am I looking for? The answer is this -- I'm looking for a mentor (right, Kate?). And he can't be a jackass. I decided "jackass" is an appropriate term only after KTKKC introduced me to it. I didn't grow up with this term, nor know I could use it. I guess I've decided I can, and it's perhaps perfect word choice.
And, also? I'm going younger. The older they are, the weirder they are.
I heart NYC. But, maybe NOVA is home. Hipsters. Again. Not for me.
Can I please vent about the following... Don't makeout with me and then never call me again. What are we ... 20? No. I never did that anyways; however, I really just don't care. I'm not one of those girls that takes things really personally and holds grudges. Though perhaps this is an indication of a lack of feeling on my part. I've wondered recently if I have just a general lack of emotion.
Okay, no more really personal information. And I'm really sick of being single. What am I looking for? The answer is this -- I'm looking for a mentor (right, Kate?). And he can't be a jackass. I decided "jackass" is an appropriate term only after KTKKC introduced me to it. I didn't grow up with this term, nor know I could use it. I guess I've decided I can, and it's perhaps perfect word choice.
And, also? I'm going younger. The older they are, the weirder they are.
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