Showing posts with label life. Show all posts
Showing posts with label life. Show all posts

Monday, January 17, 2011

Real Life Fairy-Tale

Many people claim that chivalry is dead, and Hollywood-esque stories don't ever happen. They watch their romance movies and sigh, wishing it could only happen in real life.

I've always been one to believe in them, though I'd never actually seen it. I'd think... 'Maybe somewhere... This stuff actually happens.'

Well.

I got to see a real life movie-romance happen between a good friend of mine and her love. I'd love to tell you the story.


Friday I went to see a play with Mark and some friends. One of those friends being Katelyn. After the show, I asked her if she wanted to come hang out with Mark and I for some pizza, then she could sleep over. It appeared that she wanted to, but was hesitant because she wanted to spend some time with her boyfriend. I told her to just bring him along, but the way she put it, that wasn't possible.

After awhile, she decided she'd stay the night. Under one condition.

Well I was confused by it for awhile but agreed, and we headed for my house after a quick detour so she could grab her things. We met up with Mark at my place and enjoyed some pizza, after she had a phone call with her boyfriend. After Mark left, we got ready to meet him.

I downloaded the software, set up the laptop camera, and logged on to video chat with Ryan, Katelyns boyfriend, who lived very far away.

It was all introductions and the usual at first. Katelyn had previously told me all about Ryan, but as always I have to decide whether or not to 'approve' after meeting my friends boyfriends.

This wasn't the average meeting, but it ended with me repeating 'I SO APPROVE' over and over.

We were all just chatting for the first little while, talking about little things, sharing what music we liked, what interests we had, etc. We joked around and shared stories, it was really nice.

Within the talk time, I noticed they'd trade comments. They talked like lovers do, but not just average lovers. They called each other 'love' instead of 'baby', they'd comment on each others eyes, they'd smile at each other through the video cameras... Not average smiles but real smiles. They smiled with their eyes.

Before you assume I'm just being my incredibly cheesy self, reader, know that you can't understand this until you see it for yourself. I've never seen love between two people before... Before this.

Anyways, when it got to the point where we were warmed up to talking with each other, like I had my animal hat on, we'd joked around and brought out my lightsaber, laughed over stories from us with our friends and his with his friend, etc... Like you know, got the gist of what we were all about... We couldn't really stop talking. When they'd go off, talking about little things to each other, he'd always apologize for me having to sit and listen, but I was always listening with great interest, and trying my hardest not to squeal. x) Then when Katelyn and I would go off on inside jokes, he'd give us a look and we'd laugh and explain. It was all so very fun and entertaining.

Good gosh too, he was polite. And incredibly sweet to her. And caring. And... good gosh, HOLLYWOOD-ESQUE. Like, you-dont-ever-get-this-type-of-guy-anymore. 's crazy.

We ended up talking into the wee hours of the morning. When it got to the point where we were both about to pass out, he suggested he help her fall asleep like he always does, by telling her stories.

He explained that his stories are not always ones of the past, but ones he plans and hopes on having in the future.

He started telling the story, and I was excited because Mark and I got to be in it as well as them.

He told, in detail (which I didn't expect), of how Katelyn and I had received a pre-paid manicure and shopping trip to go get all dressed up nice. Then as we left the mall, we were handed notes that gave us directions to a park we knew, and where to go to get a surprise. We found the park, and both followed the directions to find roses spread out with another couple of notes. As we rushed up and read the notes, we were told more directions, which led us to find two tables set up beautifully, with the person we expected standing next to the tables, waiting for us. This is when he included that it was Mark who had actually thought up the idea, which made me smile. x) We walked up to the tables and had a lovely dinner and a great time.

The story continued on, where we started to walk back to the car, and he told in detail of his and Katelyns walk back. He included extremely sweet details, like combing his hand through her hair and kissing her softly...

I was just dying, listening and trying not to either squeal or cry because of the cuteness.

Anyway, the story went on, and I noticed that Katelyn had fallen asleep. The whole thing was just the sweetest thing ever.

I kept listening, completely intrigued in the story, which he kept telling until the end and until he was sure she was asleep. Once the story was over, he whispered little things like 'I'm right here, love.' so as to make sure she was secure until he knew she was asleep. When she was asleep, I heard him softly tell her he loved her and type a little before shutting his camera off. I looked up at the computer screen, and he had typed something like 'Thanks for being patient through this, Kayla. I fall asleep better knowing she's sleeping sound.'

The whole thing was just unbearably cute. Absolutely un-real. I understood then why she was so smitten over him. She really did have reason to be.

And the whole thing was real.

The best part about it, is that I know things like the stories he told are going to happen. He's already done what he can from far away, and when they finally unite, I just know it's going to be wonderful for the both of them.

Gosh I'm going to start crying. Stop it, Kayla! You can handle the sweetness!

I only hope to experience such someday in my life. I knew fairy-tale-esque love was out there, and I got to see it! Now, I just need to have it myself. I know it will happen.

Moments like these really give me hope. I wish Katelyn and Ryan the best possible forever and ever, and would like to thank them for letting me spend some time with them. :) You're both absolutely inspiring.

Thanks for reading, have a happily ever after. <3

Thursday, September 23, 2010

Shut Me Out.

"You got a problem with the way I think
I got a problem with the way you think
You can program me Like a damned machine
So I'll take a stand, and say 'Fuck this scene.'"

"I'm sick of imagery instead of artistry
I'm sick of apathy instead of harmony
I'm sick of poets working part time jobs
While pissy people pick and choose the stars."


I wanted to make a post about Nevershoutnever's song Sellout because it seems to apply to me quite a bit lately.

Looking into my world right now, as well as the world in general, it seems like the artists of the world are put down... put away for being their own people. For being different.

My dad tells me I have to fit in to get somewhere. To get a good job.

Well, his definition of a "good" job is something that makes you a lot of money.

My definition... is more so something that makes you happy.

You could spend your life making millions off of something you can do well, but not the something you want to spend your life doing.

Or... You could do something that doesn't get you too much dough, but makes you happier than you ever imagined.

Maybe I don't want to fit in.


The way I picture the world to become... is something like robots.

People all have to fit in and be the same. Work fancy jobs day after day, and not do something they love.


People shut out the deeper people, and those who try and be different.

People shut out those who feel. Those who care a whole lot. Those who think just a little differently.


I'm one of those people. So shut me out.

I'll make my way back in.

Saturday, June 26, 2010

Clouded Heart

I've decided the best place to rant is over this blog for now. Maybe someone will relate.

I find I'm currently still in the midst of finding out who I am... how I am... what I am...

You see the point. Or so I hope.

I see myself experimenting all the time, without even really trying. For example, in the ways I type. It appears that I change the way I sound certain times, depending on my mood, I suppose.
Examples:
"Right now I'm typing in a tone that could possibly be taken as maybe smarter or dignified... in my opinion at least."
"Now its like idk... typical teen-ish business. Ya know, the way I'm typing."
"Aww yeeeeah. Guess what this be n00beRRrr." (I don't type like this much at all.)
"Eh, not sure what I'd call this. But I use it sometimes when I'm chattin'." (Laid back??)

Anyway, I hope you get what I mean. That's only an example of how it feels like I'm trying to find... well me essentially.

It's even in the way I'm completely indecisive. My friends are always saying that to decide things I should "follow my heart" or "do what I feel inside." ... I never know what I feel inside when it comes to decisions. For example, I was trying to decide what school to go to next year. It was (and still is) a big decision for me, since I feel you always look back on your high school years and memories. They told me to follow my heart... but no matter how hard I tried to listen to my heart or whatever I can't decide... or I decide and then change my mind. Then decide and change my mind again. And again.

So I'm not sure what to do. It's as if I'm looking into my heart, and the outer covering is glass. Someone or something on the inside is constantly fogging up the glass so I can't see or feel what's in its contents. If that makes any sense at all.


Thus, I find people frustrated with me when I have them try and help me decide things... or even when I just think about it. Please, won't you just bear with me? I would for you.

All I know, is I'm tired of waiting for things to happen. Playing by ear. I want to make my own decisions, make my own life happen. But I'm stuck with this clouded heart thing. Ooh! Song inspiration! I need to figure this out. But until then... what shall I do?