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My name is Nathania, or lavenderpeace as some people in the world may know me as. I am finally in university, studying Nutritional and Nutraceutical Sciences. Living a comfortable life full with high and low times, and despite it all I love it.

Tuesday, September 09, 2008

So lets see. Just a few seconds ago, my brother was downstairs and started messing with me. Then I carried him upstairs, but right when I was putting him down, he slipped out of my arms and his head hit the ground RIGHT AFTER his feet. I had no control of him because he was squirming. Ugh I felt so bad and my mom started yelling at me. Then again, a parent would care more of the younger one. Maybe my mom finally had enough of me. So feeling bad, I followed my instincts and thought that maybe the world would be better without me. Less loud, less money on electricity and water and my clothes, less money given out as allowance, one less mouth to feed, everything. The list goes on and on and on. Without me, wouldn't the world be a better place just by a BIT?

Though my friends say they're going to be sad when I'm gone for three weeks, wouldn't eternally be better for the ones that dislike me so much? I don't expect a funeral or anything. I'm nothing special at all. Just one of those people you can find almost anywhere on the streets or everywhere you turn. The only difference is the different mix of things I have personality-wise and physically. Maybe there's someone somewhat like me but not as mentally different? Wouldn't that person be better than the original or the replica or whichever?

My friends can live through it. No matter what, we all learn to move on once in our lives... right? We all might see the person again one day, but a different place and maybe not in our physical body. When one loves, one has to learn how to let go. That's the hardest part of love. To say goodbye. We all may have lost a close friend or family member. We might have not all recovered, but it doesn't feel that painful anymore because we all thought it was for the best. Maybe it was. You never know.

Now as I write this, we shouldn't take our lives for granted. I know I just totally contradicted myself, but it's true. We will never get a chance to redo this. Maybe this is why people keep saying Live Life to Its Fullest. I might do that.

What About You?

5:23 PM

Tuesday, September 09, 2008

So lets see. Just a few seconds ago, my brother was downstairs and started messing with me. Then I carried him upstairs, but right when I was putting him down, he slipped out of my arms and his head hit the ground RIGHT AFTER his feet. I had no control of him because he was squirming. Ugh I felt so bad and my mom started yelling at me. Then again, a parent would care more of the younger one. Maybe my mom finally had enough of me. So feeling bad, I followed my instincts and thought that maybe the world would be better without me. Less loud, less money on electricity and water and my clothes, less money given out as allowance, one less mouth to feed, everything. The list goes on and on and on. Without me, wouldn't the world be a better place just by a BIT?

Though my friends say they're going to be sad when I'm gone for three weeks, wouldn't eternally be better for the ones that dislike me so much? I don't expect a funeral or anything. I'm nothing special at all. Just one of those people you can find almost anywhere on the streets or everywhere you turn. The only difference is the different mix of things I have personality-wise and physically. Maybe there's someone somewhat like me but not as mentally different? Wouldn't that person be better than the original or the replica or whichever?

My friends can live through it. No matter what, we all learn to move on once in our lives... right? We all might see the person again one day, but a different place and maybe not in our physical body. When one loves, one has to learn how to let go. That's the hardest part of love. To say goodbye. We all may have lost a close friend or family member. We might have not all recovered, but it doesn't feel that painful anymore because we all thought it was for the best. Maybe it was. You never know.

Now as I write this, we shouldn't take our lives for granted. I know I just totally contradicted myself, but it's true. We will never get a chance to redo this. Maybe this is why people keep saying Live Life to Its Fullest. I might do that.

What About You?

5:23 PM