Friday, 27 September 2013

The Story Book Bombshell

The Story Book Bombshell is that one person in your life where you look at them, and the whole world makes sense again? Gazing into their eyes makes time literally stand still, and all thoughts but that person leave your mind, so you find it quite amazing that you can still speak. We all have one, and if you are lucky enough, that person may be your boyfriend/girlfriend, fiance, or spouse. However, what usually reigns true about the SBB's is that they're either best friends, uninterested, or plain unobtainable because of unfortunate obstacles restricting you, or them, from pursuing anything greater. These obstacles can range from age to relationship status, but whatever it might be, the end result is still an unhappy you. Tis quite an unfortunate thing, but that is where the story book part comes into play. In an alternate universe, and in a perfect world, this person and you would be together, and no more “what ifs” would be swimming in your brain. But as we all know, life is no fairy tale, and you can't always get what you want. Unfortunately I myself am not even an exception to this rule. The first time I met my SBB I literally thought there had been divine intervention. I thought the face of God was smiling upon me in the form of this man. He was everything I was looking for in a man, the looks, religion, job, personality, and relationship status all checked out. Everything I wanted, and needed was everything that he was. This man was a walking image of perfection and I, a mere subject in his path. Unfortunately like I stated earlier, SBB's always have some sort of restriction, in my case, it was age, and distance, age being a whopping eleven years older, and distance being a whole country away! Although age is but a number, he would repeatedly ask me for my age time and time again during our deep conversations over coffee, forgetting that I was only a college lass. Every time I would mumble the cursed age that I was I watched his face factor it into the present feelings he had about me. Secondly the distance issue was very disheartening. My parents decided to live a broad when they shipped me off to college, so when I visit them I get to see my SBB as well. However as time has gone on, I have recently found an amazing boyfriend, and Mr. SBB has found himself in a relationship himself. Nevertheless, there is nothing to fear my friends, SBBs are obtainable. In my case the distance was too great, and understandably so. But on a lighter note, I met another wonderful guy I could have missed out on. A beautiful piece of advice I have for everyone reading is that everyone has a million people they can be compatible with, love just guides you to the right person. In my first post I mentioned how I had a wonderful boyfriend and didn’t envision myself meeting “the one” unless it’s in a coffee shop. I’ve come to realize that we all make our own personal moments special, and sometimes the person we love just makes it special. Also, rule of thumb, sometimes your SBB might not be everything you chalked them up to be. If you’ve been painting this perfect picture about what they’re like, how much you’ll bond and connect over the little thing, and how quickly you’ll fall in love, you’re setting yourself up for disaster. Not to be a pessimist but sometimes people won’t be what you envision. A big shocker right? I actually have a funny example about this. In high school, there was a boy in my Chemistry class named Clayton. His father was the local jeweler and he was a very handsome boy. Me, being the obviously attractive girl I am, simply had to wait for him to be awestruck by my beauty and enchanted with my wit and knowledge about global politics when we finally had a real conversation. Then he would ask his dad for a diamond necklace, because he met “the one” and knew it was forward, but he just had to let me know how he felt. Of course I would accept it, and we would live happily ever after. I dreamily stole glances at him every day, and sometimes he would catch me and smile. Lo behold, destiny finally was in my favor. My teacher assigned us a lab partners and my heart almost jumped out of my chest. When we got to our lab bench I introduced myself, and he introduced himself, even though I already knew who he was. Unfortunately over the course of the 30 minute lab I had the pleasure of realizing how incredibly dim he was. He wasn’t really much of a conversationalist on the political spectrum or the human spectrum. He was a beautiful vase filled with absolutely nothing inside of it. Moral of the story is, and SBB is quite frustrating, maybe you’ll both be in a position to finally venture into a new chapter of your lives together, or you both might veer off into your own paths. Whichever way it goes, just know we all have a set course for lives. Things don’t always have to go according to plan. Your life happens when it happens, so just let it happen.

The Moral Compass

“I like to party with my bosses, they go hard. They’re married so I don’t have to worry about my dancing being taken in a wrong way.” This the statement I overheard on my way home on the bus. I’m a sophomore in college, and over hearing the scandalous endeavors of my fellow colleagues is a bit all too regular to me. However today, this one by far has taken the cake. When I heard this, I had to know who was stating such an erroneous thing. I looked over to see the comment came from an average size, unnatural red-headed girl in a black t-shirt. She was nothing special nor new nor different, just the average run in the mill college student. So I got to thinking, is this the kind of thing that average people think is okay on the regular? As I pondered this I came to the realization that all people cannot be generalized in one category, and the same goes for their morals. Everyone has gone through their own unique socialization process that has In turn, created them with their own moral compass. Their moral compass guides them emotionally, and tells them whether what they’re doing is good or bad. So this girl, why did her moral compass not steer her out of the way of her boss, and for that matter a married man? I wanted to inform her that her argument was invalid for the shear fact that “grinding” on a married man is actually worse, then again, what is a married man doing letting such a girl press up against him on the dance floor. This is usually where people forget that there is a second party in the equation who is just as guilty. Why is there a married man at a party dancing with women, even worse so, an employee? So what is that saying about his moral compass? There are certain things in this world that I would think should be taken as universals but sadly aren’t. My idea for what is right could be seen as wrong and vice versa. We all have a way of thinking and doing thing. We all have our own personal ideals that we let determine the way in which our life is lead. So is it right to judge someone else’s moral compass? Yes, no, possibly so. Whatever answer it is doesn’t really matter because we’ll do it anyway. We all do it intentionally and unintentionally. Take into account a girl dressed in a provocative and scandalous way. In our heads we already have the preconceived notion that girl is “loose, a tramp, a skank, a slut, an nymph of the pave” etcetera. Why do we think this way? Because our moral compass tells us wearing such a thing is to the point of disgust and immorality. However, from her perspective maybe her mom, sister, aunt, or just someone she really admired wore a similar style. Maybe she wore it and no one told her it was wrong. So is he really at fault? So many questions with answers that lead to more questions. In the end, everyone is free to choose for themselves. Although, personally I have a way I believe life should be lived, everyone has their form of guidance.