This is about as good as advice can get. Really inspiring.(via sirmitchell)
Today was an angry day.
I’m still trying to decide if it was justified or not.
I’m just tired of the way things work and I really hope it’s not like this everywhere in the world. I don’t have time to do extra work because of other people’s incompetence.
This job has shown me that I have more of my Dad’s stubbornness than I originally thought. It’s not a side of myself I like.
- Me: Ooo I think I found something I could use to make the barricade set for the show
- My brain: No
- Me: Why?
- My brain: Hannah, that's your bathroom cabinet. You need it. For keeping your bathroom stuff in...
- Me: Oh yeah...
I am aware I’m a few weeks behind on this but I think I have just identified a sort of resolution for this year.
Whilst being ill this week I succumbed to the inevitable watching of seriously trashy tv. I mean the tv you wouldn’t ever watch if you were healthy and could get up and do other things. Also not the tv that is massivly trashy but ironically hilarious (*ahem* Jeremy Kyle). No, I watchedYoung, Single and Mormonon BBC iPlayer. An hour of my life I won’t get back, but lets face it, I wasn’t going to do anything more interesting with it anyway.
Asside from learning what Mormons and their beliefs actually are, this programme basically followed a handful of young people going to this massive singles weekend for Mormons. The thing that got me the most about this show was their absolute, unwaivering faith.
I know, that sounds stupid. They are Mormons after all. On the whole I tend to err towards uncomfortable when I hear people coming out with “God has a plan for me”. Sometimes though, I find myself feeling a little envious. Part of me would really love to believe in something so much that it can overwrite anything else. I really just cannot fathom having that much faith in anything. But maybe that’s where I’m going wrong; I’m not saying I’m going to turn to relegion but I generally have very little faith in things, in people, in myself. Those that have faith seem so happy in their lives (if sometimes a little vacant).
So, my resolution is to have more faith. Have faith in people. Have faith in your dreams and that they are possible. Have faith that just because it’s not perfect, doesn’t mean it’s wrong or bad. Have faith that sometimes things might actually happen for a reason…
After all, I am married to a guy I met on a train ^_^
I mean really boring.
Day three of being stuck in bed and I am just at the point of being able to watch tv. Before now I’ve been just sitting in the dark all day as any light gave me a massive migraine.
I’ve been actually going mad.
If I get worse again tomorrow I’ll scream…
You are an apple. No matter how hard you try to be a banana or an orange you will always be an apple. So why not work on being the sweetest, rosiest apple you can be, instead of fighting hard to be a banana?
Bananas are over rated
I just typed a whole thing and then reminded myself that whilst the point of a blog is that anyone can read it…anyone can read it. Including people who I don’t plan on telling my exciting, exciting, lemon, exciting news just yet (no I’m not pregnant you plonkers).
Does anyone else get that? You really want to put something in writing, tell everyone, especially when this is supposed to be kind of like a diary, before you then realise that that thing you’ve just written about your mum or work or anyone/thing else could be read by them and they could take it the wrong way? Sometimes things are secrets because you are just ranting or don’t want to tell people just yet because you don’t want to get them too excited.
What do you do??