Thoughts on: Personal statement essays...

To whom it may concern,

How do I go about pin pointing who I am while limiting myself to 500 words?
How do I capitalize on my strengths, showcase my personality and convince you to like me in 500 words?

500 words isn't a lot you know...

Though I don't envy your job.

And I suppose, for that fact, I will limit myself to 500 words
And hope that my 500 words are unlike everyone else's 500 words.
Maybe you'll be able to see beyond my 500 words to my strengths and personality...
And you'll learn to appreciate me thanks to my 500 words.

But still it's only 500 words...

And instead of writing 500 words about me right now I've written a bunch about writing 500 words.

Dear God, give me strength! And adjectives...

Sincerely,
Taylor

Thoughts on: Bob Lazar

I think he's legit. I mean there's gotta be aliens out there somewhere and if there are then... I feel like we would know about it... We being the United States. Not the common people.

And why would Bob Lazar lie about that? You know what I mean? I'm not sure. Everyone's all like "there's no evidence he's right!" But I'm just like "there's no evidence he's wrong..." If he did work at Area 51 and then spilled stuff about it the government would delete all records of him...

AHHH the awesomeness. I wish I worked at Area 51...

Thoughts on: Young Goodman Brown

"'There,' resumed the sable form, 'are all whom ye have reverenced from youth. Ye deemed them holier than yourselves, and shrank from your own sin, contrasting it with their lives of righteousness and prayerful aspirations heavenward. Yet here are they all in my worshipping assembly. This night it shall be granted you to know their secret deeds: how hoary-bearded elders of the church have whispered wanton words to the young maids of their households; how many a woman, eager for widows' weeds, has given her husband a drink at bedtime and let him sleep his last sleep in her bosom; how beardless youths have made haste to inherit their fathers' wealth; and how fair damsels--blush not, sweet ones--have dug little graves in the garden, and bidden me, the sole guest to an infant's funeral.'"


TRANSLATION (by me :D) "Here's everyone you thought was holy from the time you were young, you idolized them and compared your "sinful" life to their seemingly perfect life. But here they are (on this path of sin) and tonight I can show you what they did to sin in secret: 1. old men having sex with young women, 2. wives killing their husbands, 3. sons killing their fathers in order to gain their money, 4. young women killing their unwanted children." BAAAASICALLY. Don't hold me to it :]


Nathaniel Hawthorne must have been a dreadfully interesting person while he was alive. I have recently spent a good portion of time on one of his short stories, "Young Goodman Brown". It is another one of those stories that is more than a little unsettling because you can see so much of reality in the words. The story is a giant allegory for sin and how - though one may think other wise - once they sin once they fall into a terrible pattern of sin, hypocrisy, and distrust.


Basically Young Goodman Brown (who is the main character) is led down a path by this old man (who symbolizes the devil, by the way) and the old man tries to convince him multiple times to continue down this path (which represents the path of sin, by the way). At first Brown refuses to go further, saying that he wouldn't go there because he didn't want to break his wife's heart... (whose name is ironically Faith) eventually he gives in only to find that everyone he has ever trusted or looked up to is on this path... everyone he thought was flawless had sinned.


That's what the above passage is about.


He then continues to live his life in complete suspicion of everyone around him (because he has seen that they are capable of sin). 


I think that one of the biggest battles we face in life is escaping from this mentality. Those who fall victim to this - being skeptical of everyone around them - are really being blind to what they're doing. They're not protecting themselves from being hurt by the sins of others, they're allowing their souls to be taken over by their own massive sin. This sin, of course, is fixating on the flaws of others to the point where you don't see your own. 


The most important thing about this isn't that other people have flaws. We're human, we all do. What IS important is knowing that YOU have flaws. And what makes that OK is that you try to fix them. As long as you repent and try it will be seen as absolved. 


No body be a pessimist now. 

Thoughts on: CCC!

Chocolate Chip Cookies...

I don't what what makes me so good at making them...

But if you had one of the cookies I make I swear you would never want to eat another cookie besides mine ever.

Thoughts on: Obstacles

I think I would much rather something be incredibly tall than incredibly wide... At least something incredibly tall is reletively easy to get around.

Hmm.

Thoughts on: Sinus Infections

THING THAT SHOULD NOT EXIST #105 (is it 105? or 104? Je ne sais pas)

I'm sorry everyone, but since no one has been able to make a medicine that cures these sorts of things in one day I am going to have to take it upon myself to save the world.

I will apologize in advance for stealing away all the long hours of work that those who have worked towards this pinnacle have put it. Sadly it must be done. 

Thoughts on: Cough Drops

Dear Cough Drops,

Without you I would be totally lost. You soothe me beyond words :]

Thank you <3

Thoughts on: Justin Bieber

Probably THE most precious 15 year old in the world... Am I allowed to say that?

Thoughts on: Boys

My lip really hurts right now, and that's irrelevant but it's right on my lip... so that means it's never going to heal because I'm just going to keep biting it because I bite my lips when I get nervous and I get nervous a lot. There's no reason I get nervous... so I guess I should call it thoughtful... not nervous. I have thoughts, you know.

Anywho. Boys.

As a younger-teenage girl, I used to spend probably about 50% of my time trying to analyze the reactions of the boys around me. I got my heart seriously, or what I thought was seriously, broken for the first time when I was like... 14. I was just SOOOOO in love with him and with him gone I was like... what?

As I have advanced in my years (as much as you can say... considering I'm 17...) I have had drilled into my brain by the lovely voice of my parents that ALL BOYS WANT IS ONE THING (we all know what this one thing is) and "Well, boys are so much less mature than girls... there's no way you can find any boy who actually likes you for you... ever. Until you're like... 50." But what's up with the people around me who have like have the same boyfriend/girlfriend for what seems like eons?

Recently, I've been between two possible causes of my lack of good relationships...

1. It's me. I'm simply incapable of love and that's the way it's meant to be. 
2. It's them. No boy could ever possibly be smart, handsome, witty, interesting, independent and awesome enough to entertain me for more than a few months. (I believe all of this stems from my blatant lack of trust in anyone besides my family, Emily and Katelyn.) 

Or I supposed that there's a third... possibility... That God really does have a plan and Mr. Wonderful will happen.

So I guess I'll just sit back and wait? 

Thoughts on: America

I hate the fact that we're all terrified of our neighbors. I hate that we think everyone is out to get us. I hate our endless ability to turn to "divine right" as an excuse. I hate our attitude towards everyone else in the world, and how that makes everyone else in the world view us. 

I'm not sure who's to blame for all these things. I think it might be the generation that is currently in charge. Not only are they scared of countries besides our own - they're scared of the younger generation that will someday be the operating unit this country.

Maybe I'm biased because I'm a part of the up and coming generation... but I think that's just the change we need.

Either that or the citizens of our country need to start trusting each other and not stabbing each other in the back.

We're all we have, guys... And we've come an awfully long way to let everything Americans have worked for for hundreds of years to be in vain. 

Shape it up. Goodness.