For What It's Worth (Part I)

13's Wisom...

Girls get it from romance novels. Guys get it from swimsuit models. No wonder either side expects and why our butts hurt so much when we fall from cloud 9. Our daydreams full of sweet lullaby’s and candied clouds get crushed by these immature wet dreams of “perfect” bodies and mirages of hidden dominatrices in every girl. Do we seriously have such opposite angles that, when met, explode in front of our eyes? The explosions are so close that we do not see what the sparks were from. We find out later, but in the moment, the world is topsy turvy and there is no savior to the broken-down-in-the-bathroom girls and the irritable loud-mouth boys so tangled in their own confusion and anger they punch anything in their path. Is there no saving these little girl and little boys from the trap that almost inevitably sets off when the two come together? Mamma never taught me how to be a sweet girl. Daddy didn’t show little boys how to treat little girls. (Love, Save the Empty) Now are you scared of dating? I am! I am! Everyone knows it’s worth it by now, but, that doesn’t erase the justified pessimistic thoughts on how things MIGHT go (notice the word might). We have these expectations that are blown out of proportion so little girls (and little boys) are blown out of the water when views come together and they seem polar opposite! Keep dreaming little girl and grow wildly to be that woman you’ve always wanted to be so you can stand firm when that tearing wind of romance comes through. And little boy keep learning how to be a man, hold on tight to letting go of the insignificant things (like sex), and see how valuable that little girl is in your arms. That line of black and white gets so grey when you have sunglasses of romance on. I cannot feel enough for you who have already gone through so much heartache. I cannot warn enough how nasty romanticness can get, and I cannot highlight enough how wonderful it is in the end either to my ladies I teach at church. Loves, it’s a hard world out there :’( you have to work so much harder to be at the standard you want your hubby to be at. You attract what you are. Most of us haven’t been taught how to handle the bloody muscles we own or are being thrown at us. That’s ok, but, what are you going to do next? Your reaction and action will determine where you’ll be at; it’s not determined by where you started. No one has to be a product of their environment. For all the ladies out there sitting on the floor wondering what went wrong or why can’t things happen, don’t lose hope yet. Start your mission now to find the best guy, because, despite whatever evidence you hold in your hand that says you aren’t worth anything, you are worth EVERYTHING. It’s not that no one wants you now or forever, God’s just busy writing your true love story. (“Write faster God! Please!” -rose) and yes I got that from pinterest :P but its true. No one can see from down here what’s coming over the hill, or the mountain we call a breakup. So, it’s ok to go through that 7 grief process or whatever they call it, but, remember that life throws the best things at us sometimes at the worst times. Don’t let life catch you off guard with a good guy in the middle of your sulking or lazy-buns-couch-sitting with a gallon of ice cream. Be ready for that new horizon or else it’ll blind your eyes and you won’t be able to see the beauty! If you ever want to get anything done for your future, you got to first get off that really low on the ground couch that just sucks you in. Changing your life is like changing the channel; you got to get up and do it yourself (minus the remote, cause God hid it between the cushions so you’d move your posterior derriere off the couch and be ready for that guy!). Your life doesn’t suck forever; it changes and messily shapes into something better if you clean it. Although I know how fun and comfy it is just sit on your couch and write about how people can clean up they’re messed up life and find a guy reflecting your best self, I do have to change the channel and I will write about how I do that to you along the way. So I’m not slacking off! Getting to date a wonderful guy only comes from attracting him you know. So I figure that knight in shining armor won’t want to save the whore across the street. It’ll be the woman whose beauty is shining from the inside who can hold herself up by her own two legs, not another vertical object. It’ll catch his eye and he’ll forget about that lovely looking gal across the street. Sounds pretty harsh, but think of guys with standards.  Maybe harder to attract, but they’re just naturally more attractive and more hunkin’ of a man (don’t you want that?) Plus, if you want to sort out the bad apples, be in a tower of standards that reflect who you are. Only the jerks will go across the street because they know it’s easier, and only real knights will take the long trek up the tower (by our hair evidently). Now here’s some more analogyish stuff; “Girls are like apples...the best ones are at the top of the trees (I’m at high altitude! Woo!). The boys don't want to reach for the good ones because they are afraid of falling and getting hurt. Instead, they just get the rotten apples that are on the ground that aren't as good, but easy. So the apples at the top think there is something wrong with them, when, in reality, they are amazing. They just have to wait for the right boy to come along, the one who's brave enough to climb all the way to the top of the tree...” - Peter Wentz. Wooahhhh O_O That so applies to life. Thank you Pete! All in all, I think our mission within these four years is to attract an amazing guy. Might as well start at the beginning; becoming a girl that WOULD attract that sort of guy :) Thank the Lord I had this revelation before killing myself at the gym. Now I can eat cheese puffs as I read my Bible, because it’s what makes me happy.
XOXO,
Rose


P.S. Check back tomorrow for Part II- by 23. (: