Fashion

Well the title is fashion.
That is exactly what this is going to be about. We all have our favorite brands.. be it American Eagle or Gucci, most of us love them all. You can have the occasional person that doesn't feel like it should matter, but we typically call them hippies or goths. Me, I have my own favorites. I also have a best friend that loves fashion so much that he majors in it in college. He gives me all the ins and outs of what I should and shouldn't be wearing. Right now according to him I should be wearing plaid... everything should be plaid, even though he hates it. I love it, but I also have my own style that doesn't always go with what I see in magazines.

That thought right there is going to bring me to my actual subject of the day. Why is it that we put so much into our appearances, instead of our character. Why do we idolize the most beautiful women, instead of looking in the mirror and believing that about ourselves? Why do we put so much money into looking beautiful or expensive instead of feeling beautiful naturally? Why do we need to be wearing McQueen, or Armani, or something like that?

The one thing that I want is for women and men to believe that they are beautiful inside and not see that with all the expensive jewelry and clothes. I want young men and women to look into a magazine and see an activist with a good cause instead of a fashonista telling them what to wear and how to act. I want people all over to see that there is more to life that clothes and accessories. I want people to reach on the inside and find their true and raw talent, rather that create an unbelievable debt to some famous clothing store.

Rant Over.

I'M BACK WITH A VENGENCE

I gave up on this thing a while ago. But now I am back and better than ever. I am finally over her. She no longer rules my every though, dream, or moment in my life. The sad thing is that I was severely depressed over her. I couldn't have her so she was all I thought about. I was torturing myself by trying to be around her as much as possible.

She recently broke up with her boyfriend and she was absolutely heartbroken. I was out of town when it happened, but I realized that I was not insanely happy when I heard the news. In fact I felt for her and was saddened by the news because I new just how in love she was with him. That's when I realized that I was moving on. That's when I learned that my feelings had changed.

I began noticing little flaws that we starting to annoy me rather than me finding them adorable. From certain things she said to the way she did things. After a while the "crush" I had had basically gone away. I am happy that I am, now I can ficus on other things including someone new!

Instead of seeing little things I wanna buy for her, I am gonna start saving up for a few vacations. Now that I have a job, I will be able to afford to go back to the Bahamas with my mother, and Puerto Rico with a friend.

In other news I will be moving into my dorm room next week. I am excited to see everyone at school again, and also to see the new rooms. I am pumped.

Til tomorrow...