A crush is like a new baby; The person having the baby is excited about it, yes, but they are also afraid. Afraid to tell people about something that isn’t definite. I know, you’re probably thinking “but it’s in the mother’s stomach, it exists.” Yes it may exist there, but it hasn’t come out of her womb yet and proven to people that it lived, and wasn’t a miscarriage baby, or a still birth baby. A still birth and miscarriage are definitely way worse than telling someone about your crush and it not turning into anything or not having the person like you back, but I feel that the emotions of fear of it not working out, correlate to each other in a way. I feel that the other parties involved in the excitement can make it worse if it doesn’t work out. Imagine you have this crush, they’re amazing, and you just can’t wait to tell people about them. So you decide to tell your friends, they think it’s cool and then when you hang out with your crush your friends make little side comments about you two liking each other. It’s all fun and games, but now think of the crush not working itself out into becoming anything because they liked someone else the whole time. Wouldn’t that make you feel more defeated, opposed to if you kept it to yourself? I guess I’m just a little more insecure about those things, because I don’t want to feel foolish. These feelings probably vary from person to person, but it’s just how I sort of feel.

“A special moment imprinted in your mind stays as your moment, until you share it with others”
You can keep the thought unchanged in your kind, but when you tell someone else it becomes a thought that you’ve shared with someone else. It changes into a thought they can have to, where they express their thoughts about your special moment. They can make the moment turn into a thought that you can no longer keep as your own fantasy.


The birds are singing

Well readers, it’s that time of the year, the birds are singing (way too early in the morning I might add)!! Spring is just around the corner (or maybe we’ve just reached the corner). Anyways, I was eating breakfast the other morning with my mom and sister, and I was curious, why do birds sing primarily in the beginning of spring/summer, and very early in the morning?? So I asked my mom, and she decided to google it, because she didn’t have any clue either! So it turns out, the annoying ones to hear so early on these spring mornings are the males, who are basically calling this from their roof tops “Come here female birdies, I am male and have a lovely home, come over and let’s have baby birdies” and they start this as early as they can, so that they aren’t too late. So the songs we hear are basically like the male bird’s hookup song in a way. So now I know why they sing, I mean I could understand a few chirps now and then to get their point across, but I never wondered fully about their lengthy songs… And now I know. I’ve always thought there little songs were cute and fun to listen to, and plus they remind me of my favorite time of spring, and the year. The time where you go out in the morning and it’s slightly cold still, but not too cold, and it’s got this slight sense of overcast in the early morning, it’s peaceful. I love these days and the feel of them, too bad school gets in the way, so I only get to cherish it on the weekend…