Hey, everyone. What does an
awesome, fun 23 year old do on a Saturday night? Well, dear readers, right now I am lying flat
on a couch because my back hurts because I have been curled up in a ball right
here all
day, finishing Season 1 of American Horror Story. And by “finishing,” I mean, I watched three
and a half episodes last night and the other nine and a half today. I’m not sure which hurts more: my back or my
brain. Let’s just say that’s a pretty
intense TV show. At least, I found it
that way. I won’t be able to stop
thinking about it for a while.
Anyway, I figured I’d start this new mini-series that I’ve been
thinking about for a little while. I’m
going to tell you a little bit about the quotes that inspire me. Some of you may find this interesting, some
of you may find it extremely dull.
That’s okay. I’ve just been
staring at the ol’ 55 incher for the last eight hours straight and I need to do
something else for a while.
Interestingly enough (or maybe not so interesting) the quote that I’m
starting with is not my number one favorite. I’ll share that with you another day, but
today, I kind of just want to write something quick and not spend a really long
time bogged down in what I’m trying to say.
So, embarassing as it is, here is one of the quotes that inspires
me. It’s a quote by Taylor Swift, of all
people.
“Real life is a funny thing. In real life, saying the right thing at the
right moment is beyond crucial, so crucial in fact that most of us start to
hesitate for fear of saying the wrong thing at the wrong time. But lately what I’ve begun to fear more than
that is letting the moment pass without saying anything. I think you deserve to look back on your life
without this chorus of resounding voices saying ‘I could’ve but it’s too late
now’. So there’s a time for silence and
there’s a time for waiting your turn, but if you know how you feel and you so
clearly know what you need to say, you'll know it. And I
don’t think you should wait. I think you
should speak now.”
So, now that you know the quote,
let me tell you a little story. It’s the
story of a girl who, when she was thirteen or fourteen years old, met the boy
of her dreams. And she spent the next
eight or nine years refusing to say the words that her gut was forever telling
her to say. And for a long time, it hurt. A lot the hurt was probably that girl’s fault
because even though you know exactly what you want to say, actually saying it is the hardest thing you will
ever try to do. And now it’s far too
late.
Speaking about myself in the
third person is getting really tedious, so I’m just going to drop it now. I’m referring to myself. I think that was pretty obvious, though.
The story has a happy ending,
though. Even though I spent years of my
life torturing myself because I refused to cut and run but also refused to tell
him that I was head over heels, ass over elbow, crazy, stupid, write shitty
poetry in love with him, it’s a
mistake that I will hopefully never repeat.
I guess I won’t know until I’m put to the test, again.
I guess the point I’m trying to
make is that it’s not worth it to waste one minute of your life on a boy who
won’t look at you twice. You either need
to speak now and get it over with, or you have to accept that you’re always
going to be hanging on every word and every stupid little glance until one of
you taps out. And take my word for it,
the former, however agonizing, has got to be better than the latter.
I’m sure I’ll fall in love
again, someday. At least, I hope
so. I don’t think I’ve gotten to
experience the fun part of it yet. Honey
Boo Boo’s mom has a boyfriend for crap sake.
Those two-headed siamese twins are engaged! If that’s not a case for true love, I don’t
know what is.
Nobody likes putting themselves
out there for rejection, but sometimes, if you want to get an answer, you have
to nut up and speak now. And even though
I may not be able to take my own advice, this quote inspires me anyway because
now, whenever I refuse to speak, it’s a good reminder to try harder next time.
Thanks for reading, friends.
Becky
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