Morning thoughts and Daytime dreams…

If you think you’re on here by accident (there are no accidents!)then please understand this blog is of sensitive information(probably because I am actually admitting to being a stupid girl instead of a strong woman… but I have just started writing it so I’m not sure yet). Also please realize that on my preferred blogs I tend to write what I am thinking instantly, without correction… causing many of these blogs to make absolutely no sense to many of my readers.Nonetheless please don’t give away the information that you have read… I’ve given you my trust during my venting times. Also, if you’re new to my myspace page it tends to automatically set people up on my Preferred list. Thanks friends!
Much love and peace,
Maryia – Sky
I can’t sleep for more than a couple of hours at a time. I’ve been waking up at crazy hours and lying there in bed believing that my mind will stop it’s chaotic thought process and bring me peace. But it’s like the energizer bunny… it just keeps going. I suppose it’s foolish to think that it will slow down until I get my life somewhat together. Until I can do something to contribute to the well being of others. I hate that I feel so decadent all of the time right now. I have to set daily goals just so I don’t drive myself any crazier. And if you asked me how I plan on paying my bills… I would say that your guess is as good as mine. The humility is a beautiful thing. That isn’t sarcasim speaking either, it really is a beautiful thing. But I continue to stress… because if I can’t even take care of myself then how can I help anyone else out? Thank heavens there hasn’t been an anxiety attack in recent times. I’ve been keeping myself pretty busy with martial arts though… martial arts seems to be like therapy in times like these. In other words it’s the only thing getting me through these days. OK not the only thing, I have my faith. AND I should know that God wont give me anymore than I can handle. Jacquee (my best friend) and I have been hanging out like crazy lately. It’s been good for me. We’ve been friends for like 15 years or something… it’s good to have some sort of consistancy when everything else hits the fan! I know that they say that “You are strong when you feel weak” well then… I must be way strong! Jacquee and I have discussed this a bit lately. When I am this discouraged, I don’t feel like I can do anything… I don’t feel like I can be of good use to anyone… in other words I feel a  bit useless. She even called me Moses the other day (ha). It’s a long story. 
Here’s the short of it… I want a full time job. Don’t get me wrong I am grateful to have the temp jobs here and there but I want to do more. I want to make a difference to more people. I want to change lives. I don’t want to just survive!
The weirdest thing is that because I am jobless and unable to contribute to society… the thoughts that keep me awake at night aren’t even about the concerns for myself.  The things that run through my mind are worries about others and how I can’t do anything to help them. I have friends who are a lot worse off than me. And as I toss and turn I search my mind… any possible way that I might be able to help them out. And I feel as though my hands are tied behind my back. I want a job so I can do something, anything. I really do want to make the lives of those dear to me better… I just don’t know how.  I know that money doesn’t solve everything… but it does make a few things easier. So I continue to search my mind… looking for some kind of way to improve someone elses life despite the fact that I have nothing, that my hands are entirely empty. I find myself at what feels like checkmate but there is something I can do… and maybe if I concentrate hard enough, if I look at things differently… then I will see the answer.I know that there is a lesson (or a few) in all of this… I just cant see them yet. 

Sometimes Life Stings

More venting 😉


Sometimes I find that life really stings… it’s as if someone takes a stick and swings it across your abdomen until the invisible welts are all you feel. Right now… life stings. I feel like a big looser. A few months ago I lost my job due to cut backs in the economy. However, I have since found myself jobless… even after applying to more jobs than I can count. I have also realized that I will most likely be stuck in a dead end job and the thought of that makes me want to crawl in a hole for the next sixty years. I know that that’s a little extreme but the last position turned out to be a nightmare. Now if I get one of those jobs will I do my best? OF COURSE! Will I be grateful that I have a job? OF COURSE? But I truly worry about it. I’ve even considered going back to school so I could be an Auto Mechanic (it sounded really cool) or paying off some loans and then applying for the FBI (you can’t miss student loan payments and work for the FBI). Something with at least a little field work would be wonderful… or I so I appear to think. I wish the lack of job and the lack of idea as to what to do with my life were my only issues… !!! I think there are some really cool things out there.

Unfortunately due to my lack of job I have been tight on finances 🙁 which has made my social life almost non-existent. On the first I came home to the mess with my roommate. She and her friends went crazy and trashed my belongings. I had to live with a friend for a week while things got nasty. My stress levels were sky high (no pun intended). I had never had such large bags under my eyes! My body started to kinda shut down. I couldn’t sleep and I wasn’t hungry. I had a friend force feeding me food because I was still going to class and I needed the “energy”. But I wasn’t hungry and my body didn’t like the force feeding. A five year old asked me why I had such a serious look on my face and I wasn’t sure what to tell her. On the last day of the chaos the caffeine wasn’t helping and I sunk into my cup of chai. My sleep deprivation had caught up with me and I crashed… I was able to take a half an hour nap. It felt wonderful. And I’ve been able to finally catch a few hours a night. My mind just wouldn’t stop working! Thank heavens it’s calmed down now!

The other day I found out that my ex is getting married. He had asked me to marry him around six months ago…I said no because I thought it was too soon and we needed to work a few things out first. At first I thought he was joking and when I realized he wasn’t I had mixed feelings. I cared for him but it seemed like a way to cover up a mistake. Marriage isn’t a band-aid… it’s a lifelong commitment. So life goes on even if it is a little sting. This is probably just a blessing in disguise and in a year I will look back on this situation and laugh about how things were. Honestly, a lot of trust was lost.

THIS SONG REMINDS ME OF THE TIME HE WANTED ME TO MARRY HIM: WHITE HORSE by TAYLOR SWIFT.
He wanted to run off to Vegas at that moment… I couldn’t.  I’ve always been too logical for my own good. It ended really ugly. I had never cried so much in my entire life (no exaggeration needed… it really was that much). I had never in my life been so hurt by an individual. A week before he asked me to marry him he told me that someone else was going to have his baby. As upset with him as I was I really wanted to work things out so I told him that we could work through it. He knew I was upset but he never really got to see it… I wanted to be the understanding girlfriend. As I look back I see that I was probably “TOO UNDERSTANDING” about a lot of things. I was so blessed to have such great friends help me from sinking too much into the carpet some nights. Some other woman was going to have his baby, he said some pretty awful things to me, and there were some pretty crazy/ stupid things that I ignored. Later I learned that it was a false alarm and a ploy for the woman to get him back. By that point everything had already gone downhill and it was too late. Anyway a few weeks after we decided that we couldn’t talk to one another he jumped into a new relationship… with his young friend.  He knew that, that stung more than anything he could say to make me feel like less of a person…I was simply, disposable. He took her to all of our places and sang her all of our songs… he erased all sentiment we ever had within a couple of weeks… and then made sure to send me the pictures of them doing these things. It’s been six months, two since we’ve completely stopped talking. And now they’re getting married. It worked… I do feel disposable. I haven’t dated anyone in six months. I’ve went on a couple dates to try and distract myself. I’ve been asked on several and turned them down ’cause I just wasn’t ready. And have I gotten over him? Well I don’t want to be with him that’s for sure. I should have listened to my friends about him. But it still hurts that I was so insignificant. I think that there is a good chance that I probably wont be dating for at least a couple more months. I don’t want to date for the wrong reasons. And how will I know… that he has integrity once I think I’ve found someone? I’m a tad confused!

So what else is on my mind??? Well I miss my kitty like crazy but I had to give her away. When you have to move as much as I do it’s not right to have animals… but I still miss her. She used to sleep on my back every night and purr until we both fell asleep. And we’d snuggle during my quiet sad times (I’m usually not much of a crier… I just get quiet and stare at the floor). So I miss my little kitty and my baby bunny. They made me happy when Skies were Grey… OK that was cheesy 🙂 cause sky is singular not plural. UGH I lived with an English nerd for too long 🙂

Anyway my little distractions and constant inconsistency  have distracted me like crazy lately… my compositions for the summer concerts are a mess and so is everything I’ve been doing in Martial Arts (not that I was great before)… so I need to drink my cup of suck it up soup and get my head straight ASAP!
Anyway I’m going to go watch a movie with a lot of explosions now 🙂 Time for a little relaxation by DVD! Thanks blockbuster! 

Don’t Call Me A Princess!

 

First off I think Taylor Swift says it best: “I’m not a princess and this aint a fairytale.” To be honest I’m just a huge nerd! That may even be an understatement but I don’t mind. I graduated college in April and have no idea what I’m doing with my life. I had a ton of plans… actually I pretty much had my life all planned out but I’ve since discarded all of those young ideas. Recent life experience has changed my mind and opened my eyes to things I was once blind to. To put it simply, I’ve just changed. Right now I’m trying to enjoy life to the best of my ability.  I’ve spent a lot of time working on my book… the research is a daily adventure and I’m loving it. I’d tell you the plot but I’d have to maim you 🙂

  I’m actually a bit of a pacifist. I don’t think that violence is the way to resolve conflict… however I do belief that it is valid to protect oneself if they are attacked and the attack may end in the loss of ones life (aka life or death). And though it may sound quite strange… I do enjoy films with a lot of action and violence (not so much gore).

I am fascinated with technique and discipline and how training in a sport or art can really make a difference in ones life.  I tend to be a pretty loyal person… once I like you I always like you!  I’ve learned a lot recently about life and how it’s about rolling with the punches instead of taking them. Strength is not in letting yourself be beaten down instead it is moving out of the way or punching back. 

I of course have my quirks just like the next person. For example I don’t like closed minded people who believe that their way is the only way that could possibly ever be correct. I like debates and sometimes that gets me into trouble; I think Organic milk tastes 10 million times better than the other stuff; I check to see if the door is locked twice before i leave; It makes me sick to the stomach when I arrive somewhere late; and I like unique, diverse people who aren’t afraid to take chances and learn new things.