Out of the Norm Post

For me at least. I know most of these are pretty light, but this has been on my mind for a while.

Ever since I started college, it seems like I am surrounded by pessimists. Professors and other people look at me like I've got something wrong with me when I say that I believe in hope, light, and happiness. I don't see why an intelligent person can't have faith without being looked down upon. I don't shove my opinions and beliefs on others and I wish the pessimists out there would do the same. I'm sorry, I don't want to hear about how "silver linings don't exist" and how happy endings are foolish. Do you really like living like that? Its sad, it really is. But just because you feel like your existence means nothing, that doesn't mean mine can't. I mean, I've been talking to people who don't believe free will exists. And they will argue with me until we are both blue in the face. In the end, all I can say is that I like being the way I am. I like seeing the light in things. It's not always easy, but isn't it worth it? I don't want to let go. I'm going to hold on. I hope that my joy will spread to others, but I can't let others' depression leak into me. I'm not saying that I won't listen to your problems. I can't stop caring and I don't want to. All I'm saying is give light and God a chance. If you don't, that's your decision, but please don't try to bring me down.

Edit: Oh, and to the people who call "happy books" trash, I stole this quote from my friend Justin's myspace page:

"Make me laugh. Make me cry. Tell me my place in the world. Life me out of my skin and place me in another. Show me places I have never visited and carry me to the ends of time and space. Give my demons names and help me to confront them. Demonstrate for me possibilities I've never thought of and present me with heroes who will give me courage and hope. Ease my sorrows and increase my joy. Teach me compassion. Entertain and enchant and enlighten me.Tell me a story."-"The DC Comics Guide to Writing Comics, by Dennis O'Neil.

Why not?

According to the comments on my last post... No one reads my blog. Oh well. I don't feel pressured to post. I never did, but whatever. :p

So I miss my phone. I'm currently using my old one because my new (?) one fell on the floor and the screen is all white. It works as a good flashlight, and it makes and recieves calls but I can't use any other nifty features or look at my super awesome batman/my little pony picture. So I'm using my old one. Which really isn't that bad; I love the big, clear screen. But I've got some pics and contacts on the old phone that I can't get to because the screen is completely useless. Again, what can you do? Yes, I realize it is an inanimant object, but it was one that was very rarely away from me. Still think it's pathetic? Smash you're phone and see how you get along. Just kidding, that's not a good idea. ^_^

Other news, I got contacts and I can put them in without feeling like I'm going to pass out. Suprised? Me too. I'm very proud.

My story is coming along very nicely. John (who is no longer John, but now Liam) is free from my head to wander about on paper where he can yell and be morally grey to his heart's content.

So that was fun. I'm going to study for my humanities exam. Or sleep. That sounds like a good idea too. Later!