Just do it!

My friends and I were going to a coffee shop, as we do these days, and came across a chalk-wall. It was pretty cool! I honestly don’t think about what I want to do before I die.

But like everyone I do have so many things I want to do, I just don’t think about them so much that I would make a wall for it. For instance, I want to go on a girls-trip-multiple months in Europe back-packing vacation, I want to meet my best friend again, I want to walk across a city (a whole city), I want to make my own ice-cream, I want to graduate and settle down on the island, I want to raise my future kids hydrogenated-oil/processed-sugar/dairy/meat-free, and have them go to my dream schools, etc…

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Some of the things on this wall are pretty humorous, and some are very sad and touching. Also, I am very tempted to call that number. In other news, I found out that my friend is to be engaged in less than a month. When I heard this, my heart dropped. I hate hearing it from other people. We used to be so close as you all know…and I was supposed to be the first to know. Also its not 2025 yet. I guess its just pay-back for when I got married without letting anyone know. Regret, all the time, contentment…I’m getting there. Thats what I have to keep telling myself. Well, I shouldn’t explain it here. I am not a good example for the young people here. Its whatever.

Some tips I can give to the youngsters, which I may have written in previous posts:

Kids, stay in school. Marry the love of your life. Stay grammatically correct, because uneducated beings are very unattractive. Stick to the conversation. The most unattractive man, is one who goes off topic and says irrelevant things. just to deem himself correct. I know. Its disgusting. Like really, YOU DON”T MAKE SENSE. YOU FOOL.

Follow these and it will make your goals “before you die” a little bit easier. Actually don’t listen to me, I don’t make sense. I disgust myself.

-eva626

 

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It isn’t all Pessimism.

I know for the past ten posts I have been writing, it can be said that this place has become a burial ground for the negative. Well, too bad. JK.

So, some advice for anyone who would like to make me not so pessimistic:
-Surprise me…oh idk, send me a care package or something.

Last year, during finals week, yes its finals week for me right now as you already know I was so stressed and everything and then I got a collection of tea bags in the mail from Tea India! Oh, that made me so happy. (Just reminiscing)

That being said…here’s a lovely poem to bring us back to the latest theme of my blog:

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Shel Silverstein.

I used to write all these things; ‘deep’, if that’s what you or I would call it, passages, or poems. Well, not really poems, because I think I had like one sincere admirer, my best friend. Anyway, so I used to write and think a lot. I still think a lot, but I used to think of thoughts pertaining to fantasy, imagination, dreams, things i wanted to accomplish that might seem impossible… because someone wanted to listen, as crazy as that sounds. That Person actually, or at least seemed to care…ugh now this is getting sad. I don’t know where I was going with this. Yea, so its 3:30am. Bed time!

Peace out!