Thursday, March 24, 2011

On Choosing a Man


"I, with a deeper instinct, choose a man who compels my strength, who makes enormous demands on me, who does not doubt my courage or my toughness, who does not believe me naïve or innocent, who has the courage to treat me like a woman."
Anaïs Nin

Sunday, March 20, 2011

Pink. Perfection. Music. Truth.

"Have no fear of perfection - you'll never reach it." 
Salvador Dali

"All of us failed to match our dreams of perfection." 
William Faulkner

"Striving for excellence motivates you; striving for perfection is demoralizing."
Harriet Beryl Braiker


Stephanie showed me Pink's new music video yesterday. I've always liked Pink as an artist. I havent liked all the music she's released (which is typical of any artist I like), but she says a lot of powerful things... Things a lot of people are intimidated to say. This song in particular brings to light how strongly society pushes us to be perfect, to fit the mold created for us. She expresses how the pressure sometimes feels unrelenting, and it comes from every angle (peers, parents, media). It also shows how detrimental striving for perfection is. I like the "happy" ending, but I understand that this is an idealistic way to finish the song/video. Not everyone gets to experience the happy ending. But maybe by being aware that we don't have to fit into those oppressive molds, we can begin to accept that being flawed is ok. We don't have to be someone we're not.

"Once you accept the fact that you're not perfect, then you develop some confidence."
Rosalynn Carter

Check this out:


Made a wrong turn
Once or twice
Dug my way out
Blood and fire
Bad decisions
That's alright
Welcome to my silly life
Mistreated, misplaced, missundaztood
Miss "no way it's all good"
It didn't slow me down
Mistaken
Always second guessing
Underestimated
Look, I'm still around...

Pretty, pretty please
Don't you ever, ever feel
Like your less than
Fuckin' perfect
Pretty, pretty please
If you ever, ever feel
Like your nothing
You're fuckin' perfect to me

You're so mean
When you talk
About yourself
You are wrong
Change the voices
In your head
Make them like you
Instead
So complicated
Look how big you'll make it
Filled with so much hatred

Such a tired game
It's enough
I've done all I can think of
Chased down all my demons
See you same

Pretty, pretty please
Don't you ever, ever feel
Like your less than
Fuckin' perfect
Pretty, pretty please
If you ever, ever feel
Like your nothing

You're fuckin' perfect to me
The world stares while I swallow the fear
The only thing I should be drinking is an ice cold beer
So cool in lying and I tried tried
But we try too hard, it's a waste of my time
Done looking for the critics, cuz they're everywhere
They don't like my genes, they don't get my hair
String ourselves and we do it all the time
Why do we do that?
Why do I do that?
Why do I do that?

Ooh, pretty pretty pretty,
Pretty pretty please don't you ever ever feel
Like you're less then, fuckin' perfect
Pretty pretty please if you ever ever feel
Like you're nothing you're fuckin' perfect, to me
You're perfect
You're perfect
Pretty, pretty please don't you ever ever feel like you're less then, fucking perfect
Pretty, pretty please if you ever ever feel like you're nothing you're fucking perfect to me

Friday, March 18, 2011

Ohhhh, Life. It's waiting for you.

Our Lady Peace

How many times have you been pushed around?
Was anybody there?
Does anybody care?
How many time have your friends let you down?
Was anybody there?
Did anybody stare?

How many time have your friends let you down?
Just open up your heart
Just open up your mind
How many times has your faith slipped away?
Well, is anybody safe?
Does anybody pray?

Oh, Life is waiting for you
So messed up, but we're alive
Oh, Life is waiting for you
So messed up, but we'll survive

How many days have you just slept away?
Is everybody high?
Is everyone afraid?
How many times have you wished you were strong?
Have they ever seen your heart?
Have they ever seen your pain?

Oh, Life is waiting for you
So messed up, but we're alive
Oh, Life is waiting for you
So messed up, but we'll survive

She gets high
She gets lost
She gets drowned by the cost
Twice a day, every week, all her life

She gets high
She gets lost
She gets drowned by the cost
Twice a day, every week, all her life

Oh, Life is waiting for you
So messed up, but we're alive
Oh, Life is waiting for you
So messed up, but we'll survive
All messed up, but we'll survive

Thursday, March 17, 2011

How Much Praise Is Too Much Praise?

Can you ever provide too much positive praise?
Is it unacceptable to compliment people you dont know?

Everyone likes positive praise and positive feedback. We all need to hear when we do a good job. It just feels good. People like to be recognized for the good things they've done. Especially because the negative things tend to stick around in our brains longer. I dont think you can provide too much positive praise or feedback. If it's genuine, if it's deserved, then let people know they are doing a good job.

Why are people so uncomfortable with compliments?

Monday, March 14, 2011

Busy. Busy. Busy.

The internet connection at my house is a bit untrustworthy and annoying.
But, the earthquake and subsequent tsunami in Japan was intense. It's hard to relate to the people suffering over there, because it's so far away. The media helps to desensitize the population, too. Constant exposure to tragedy can do that.
I'm angry with anyone who says that nuclear power is "safe" power. The half-lives of the radioactive materials used in nuclear power plants needs to be considered. The material is going to be toxic for thousands and thousands of years. How can we guarantee that the material will not affect the life in surrounding areas? We can't control human nature; we can't control disasters. We shouldn't manipulate harmful materials for short-sighted gain if we can't keep the materials from harming life on this planet. How many times do we have to be taught that lesson before we fully understand?

In closing, I feel bad for those people affected. Though, I am distant and detached from the situation. Natural disasters remind me why I am against nuclear power plants.

Saturday, March 12, 2011

Main Store

I'm sitting in the main store at Kitty Hawk Kites in Nags Head, NC. I've been hired in as the Reservations Manager for KHK. It's been overwhelming thus far, but I'm learning every day. Anxious. Anxious.
I've moved around a lot recently; Michigan, North Carolina, and Louisiana. I'll be here for a while now and hopefully I can keep up with this blog.
There are so many things swirling around in my head, I just need some time to get my bearings back. More posts coming sooooooon!