three things melanie hamilton taught me about life & love

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(WARNING: there will be a huge spoiler for Gone with the Wind in this post.)

1. Look for the best in others, even if everyone wants to punch them.

I can be a little harsh when it comes to deciding whether or not I like a person. I look for warning signs, or bad habits, but sometimes I forget to look at the good sides of people. We all have that one person we can’t stand, whether it’s our bratty little sister or the creepy  bus driver. But no matter how annoying/weird/disturbing a person might seem, you can always find something good in them. Maybe it’s their humor, or their courage. Whatever it is, if you open your eyes, you’ll find good qualities in all people you meet. Never think you’re above anyone.

2. Be loving and kind, even when others are not.

A lot of people are jerks, period. But one thing I’ve found out in life is that jerks just make more jerks. Someone’s a jerk to us, and we reciprocate and sometimes even adopt that behavior…even if we’re not aware of it. If you choose to be loving and kind instead, it can change a person; and then other times, not so much. Either way, when you choose to be good to everyone around you, most people will not only notice, but it’ll make them feel good as well. Then that love and kindness gets passed on to others.

3. Kind people don’t die alone.

Yeah, this one says it all. I mean, yeah, it’s obvious…but have you ever noticed that no matter how hot, successful and outgoing Scarlett was, people were more into Melanie, and were there for her when she was dying? There’s a reason for that. It doesn’t matter how cool you are, because inner beauty is far more precious than physical beauty. In the end, people will always remember you for the person you were, and kindness is something that is never forgotten.

Thoughts: Who else is a fan of Gone with the Wind? Who’s your favorite character (mine, as you can see is obviously Melanie, duh) and why?

“your face makes my eyes burn.”

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meet your BFF’s new man

Dear, friend. I have much to tell you.

LOL JK. I was trying to pull a Perks of Being A Wallflower here, but I can’t do it.

No but seriously, if you’re a teenage girl, woman, female, not a dude, or whatever, you’ve met him.

You know, him.

Your best friend’s new boyfriend.

Okay-so-like. You know how when she (your best friend) is all like, “I got myself a man!” and you’re like, “Since when?” and she’s all, “Since 2 weeks ago. We’re in love.” And you’re like, “But you’ve been dating for 2 weeks.” And she’s all, “Yeah, but we’ve been hanging out everyday, and we even had a web-cam date, and I’m pretty sure we’re getting married, and do you want me to name one of our future kids after you?”

Okay, fine. So it’s not that crazy, but it’s pretty close, and next thing you know, she says, “You have to meet him!” and you’re on the other line, thinking, “This has better be good.”

So you meet this dude, expecting he’s Ryan Gosling or something, and when you do, you might like him…or don’t.

What happens when you don’t like him?

This love story usually goes two ways:

a) You’re a judgmental freak, and you need to give the guy the benefit of the doubt, ’cause he’s really cool. Sure, he’s not your idea of prince charming. I mean, he laughs at his own jokes and forgets the FLUSH the freaking toilet, but he loves her, and she loves him, and there ain’t anything you can do about it, guuurlfriend.

b) You just know something’s up with him. The way he smiles, says her name, or how he eats a taco. You can’t help it, but his face makes your eyes burn more than dirty contact lenses do. But she’s so in love, and you decide to ignore it….until you see it. The way he looks at other girls, or the way he’s always texting a “friend”, or the way he eats a taco (with a fork!).

We always hope it’s the first way, but when it’s the second…that’s when discernment comes in.

Should I tell her how I feel about this? Does she notice what I’m noticing?  Is now REALLY a good time to tell her that I saw him flirting with her cousin?

This story, too, goes two ways:

a) You don’t tell her. You just wait it out, and then…BOOM. One night, she calls you on the phone, crying but sounding more like she’s choking, saying, “I CAUGHT HIM CHEATING WITH MY COUSIN!”

You knew you could have prevented this if only you just would have told her.

b) You do tell her, and she’s pissed. She thinks you’re being pessimistic, or worse, judgmental (NO DANG IT, I’M BEING DISCERNING, MEANWHILE WHILE YOU’RE OFF LIVING IN LALA LAND), and oh, yeah, you’re just jealous.

So what do you do?

Well, I’m not really sure. Because on one hand, you tell her, and she thinks you just don’t understand. But then you don’t, and she’s pissed you didn’t tell her and spare her.

You guys, it’s exhausting being a best friend.

But if there’s one thing I do know, is that being a friend is the important thing here, and part of being a friend is being her shoulder to cry on. Yeah, you (and everyone else) saw it from a mile away, but she didn’t, okay? Sometimes life gets like that. We all make stupid mistakes, and when we do, all we want then is someone to listen and eat ice cream with us. We don’t want to hear “I told you so”. All we want is to know we’ve got friends who’ve got our backs and are ready to comfort us…and kick our ex’s ass.

Thoughts: Have you ever been guilty of judging your best friend’s boyfriend a little too harshly, or is it just me? Do you think it’s ever a good idea to bud into your best friend’s relationship? Has your best friend’s boyfriend ever cheated on her with her cousin, or ate a taco with a fork?

the no-nonsense oddball,

Jennifer

Can I PLEASE Adopt This Kid?! (The Baby Bookworm Edition)

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(Photo credit: ~ Phil Moore)

There’s been times where I’ve met kids and thought, “Can I adopt this child? No, seriously?”

Today I saw one of those kids at a book store and listened in on what was probably the most glorious conversation ever.

It consisted between a little girl and her mother. It went like this:

Daughter: Mom! Mom! Mom! Books! BOOKS! Can I get a book?

Mom: You already have books.

Daughter: Yeah, I know I already have 4 books in the car, but I swear I’ll read those! PLEASE CAN I GET A NEW BOOK PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE.

I just wanted to walk up to this kid and be like, “OMG BFFL?!!”. Then, like, hug her and walk off with her. Maybe even share a library with her.

I mean, I can barely get any of my little cousins to finish one book. This girl’s got a TBR list and she’s like, six or something.

My faith in humanity has now been restored.

Cat Food & Tampons.

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I COMEZ TO EAT U NAO.

Some commercials really freak me out. Tampon commercials being one, but there’s also something else almost as freaky and that’s pet food commercials. You know, like the ones where people are having a conversation with their pets as if they’re human beings. Well, I don’t know if it’s a conversation exactly, but it’s just awkward and flippin’ weird to watch. (I also have no idea why I just used the word “flippin'”, since it makes me feel like I’m talking about mermaids.)

But then, while visiting a friend, I saw this:

Okay. I get you love your Miss Princess Furball and Mr. Whiskers, but seriously? Can’t you just like, give them a bite of tuna or something?

What advertisements/commercials freak you out?

I’m Engaged! Sort Of.

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Babysitting comes with a lot of risks, and one of them is having a little kid develop a crush on you and decide he wants to marry you.

I’m not kidding.

No, I’m serious.

You believe me yet?

I don’t know how things can get more awkward than a seven-year old boy blowing up your cell phone with voice mails and texts (seven-year olds know how to text?!), telling you how much he loves you. Not only that, but then proceeding to propose to you…in public. You know, like, with people watching.

That’s when I knew I had to have a talk with this little guy, and it here’s how it went:

Me: Squirt, put the Nintendo DS down. We need to have a talk.

Him: Okay. But can I finish my game first?

Me: No, we talk. Now.

Him: But I’m almost—

Me: WE TALK NOW, LORD HELP ME.

Him: Okay, okay, okay!

Me: Thank you. Now what is your deal? Why do you keep asking me to marry you? Where did this come from?

Him: ’cause I love you.

Me: Do you know what love is? I’m a dinosaur compared to you.

Him: But I like dinosaurs.

Me: That’s not the point.

Him: But I love you.

Me: And why is that?

Him: Because you play with me and give me cookies. So that’s why I love you.

Me: Don’t you think you should be into girls your own age?

Him: …

Me: …

Me: You will be mine.

Aaand, I’m screwed.

Anyone else ever been in this situation?

I Don’t Get It. Wait—! Nope. Still Don’t Get It.

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There are just some things people do that I don’t get. Like, at all.

So today I was driving back home from a class, and I can’t tell you how many times I will see bumper stickers with the words “My child is an honor student at such and such school.”

Okay, I don’t mean to be hard, but…really? Seriously? C’mon. Would you walk up to a random person and be like, “Hello, random stranger! Did you know that my kiddos are honor students at their school?! I have such intelligent offspring, don’t I?”

I mean, really? You choose to decorative your car, and that’s the best you can do?

Then there’s the whole texting thing. Like almost every teenager, I LOVE texting, but I will never understand why people, whether it’s your best friend, or your aunt Helga, will send you a text asking you to call them. It makes sense if they’ve already tried calling you, and leaving you a voice mail, and now texting is their last option, but besides that…why are you asking me to call you, when you can call me yourself?

Unless, you’re embarrassed to or something.

And, last but not least….amusement park lines.

Oh, man.

Alright, let me get this straight: some people will actually wait in line for an hour or two, just to ride a ride that lasts for…two minutes…?

Ooookay, then.

I don’t get bragging. I don’t understand why people can’t just call you themselves. I don’t want to wait in a three hour line for a three minute ride.

I guess there’s just some things in life we will never understand, no matter how many times people try to explain them to us. That can make us feel like outsiders at times. But the good news is, we get to have a sense of humor about it. I love that about life. No matter how stupid or overwhelming it can get, we can just laugh it off and learn not to take it all so seriously.

What’s something that you don’t get? Let’s laugh about it together.