watched Frozen the Disney movie. I liked it because it addressed a false ideology of how all you need is romantic love to be happy. The main character anna, meets a guy and they stare into each other's eyes for a while. The next thing you know their singing a song. She says, nobody wants to be alone. The guy then proposes to her and they get engaged after knowing each other for less than a day. So she thinks she's in true love. But then the story unravels to show that they obviously aren't meant to be and she doesn't even know his last name. Spoiler! Instead she finds love in the relationship of her sister. The sister the ice queen is afraid of relationships because she's afraid of hurting others. but in the end the sister sees the consequences of withdrawing from her sister and being consumed with fear. She's able to conquer her fears by trusting in this relational sibling love with her younger sister. Maybe I'm jus over analyzing it.
Quick question, if you could choose or determine the sex of your child would you want to? Like isn't playin with your offspring's genetics like cheating God's unique design? But then, what if they had a genetic disorder? I can't believe biotechnology can actually choose what eye, hair color, etc your child can have. i get off subject sometimes..
I recently connected with an old friend i haven't talked to in like 6-7 years or so. We used to be pretty close back then. And it was comforting that even after all this time we can still just go back to where we left off, and how even tho we haven't talked in years, we're still friends who can hangout.
One of my professors said we need to surround ourselves with at least 12 people. He gave this profound analogy of a clock. He says, the top three numbers are your mentors or people you look up to. The bottom three numbers are those you take care of our mentor. The six numbers on the side represent your peers. Of course we can have more numbers/friends, but he recommended that we should strive towards having a full clock. I responded, i feel like i have a numberless clock and i don't know what time it is. It's weird how coming of age comes with losing and gaining batches of friends. Some seasons we'll find ourselves lonely. Others we'll find ourselves in strong community. It seems like when we're younger, friendships sorta happen organically and easily. But as we get older, I see that close friendships take intentionality.
Sometimes we get close with some friends and forget to keep a balance. We forget that it's not always eight o'clock and that we need other people around us instead of jus one or two. lol do i sound confusing? One person can't fulfill your entire clock. I think not growing up with any siblings made me unconsciously look to care for younger brothers and sisters in the church. The Frozen movie got it right that no one wants to be alone, and that we all need to surround ourselves with healthy relationships built on trust and respect. And i guess the first step to making new friends is being a good friend to others. I guess I'm still in the process of letting God fix my broken clock.
when you think about it, most animals are also very social. Sometimes i think cats are a little antisocial. i wish i had a dog. one that doesn't bark or stink too much. i was jus thinking, it would suck to be a dog and hafta stay home all day tied up or in a boring room with no one to play with. and then u can only run around when ur master takes ya out for a walk. I was jus thinking if animals sometimes feel lonely. I think if i ever got a dog, i'd need to get at least 2 so they could be friends.
being sick sucks cuz u can't go to the gym. u lose ur appetite. u cough uncontrolablly. u hafta go doctors. u hafta take a bunch of pills. u feel weak and drowsy all the time. u get a stuffy nose.
man im not used to cold weather. in hawaii u never hafta sleep in a hoodie. or use chapstick.
my uncle, aunt and cousin are coming up, and my cousin is.. 4 or maybe 5? we're taking her to disney land this week. Disneyland can be exhausting with a little one.
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