Thursday, December 27, 2012

My Minute of Thought...Take 11?

Figuring out who I am has been a struggle for not only the people who try to care about me but also for myself. There are times when I ask why I have to be so complicated. After some stressful thought and good music, I've learned some things:

My name is Emily Page. I use my first and middle name as my signature, because there is something about middle names that caresses my soul. When talking to the people who are closest to me, I find it most fitting to call them by their first and middle name, because it shows a sense of care. That may be different for other people, but I do that in hopes that those people will understand how special they are to me.

Instead of showing more interest in the pretty things, I focus on things people judge as ugly. While others are quick to stereotype, I like to take time to look a little deeper and see just how beautiful each of these things can be. 

When it comes to sleep, my schedule matches the normal sleeping habits of people living on the other side of the world. It's quite normal for me to be awake while others around me are sleeping and vise versa. Day sleeping comes easier.

Texting and talking on the phone are the worst. I'd much rather make conversations and interact with people in person. There is so much confusion in reading one's emotion otherwise. Texting also takes up way too much of my time.

Crying is something that I've learned is unnecessary. Don't get me wrong, I feel great after a healthy cry, but it's something I like to happen only once in a long while.
This goes along with emotions. I feel as if my emotions were overused in a sense. I've become sick of showing them, so it's natural for me to appear emotionless in the majority of my life situations. 

I absolutely hate when people touch my face. I've had so many problems with acne and skin issues; I am simply self-conscious when the subject is brought up. Hundreds of dollars were invested in medicines and buying face makeup to cover what I thought was so wretched..which leads to another topic I've thought about.

Girls who pile on the foundation have a lot to learn. I used to be one of those girls, but in most cases it's different. There are way too many flawless girls piling on layer after layer of cover-up. They don't need it. They are beautiful in black and white...like those old films that are better watched without color. 

I'm the girl that prefers clean cut nails rather than long painted nails. It's less of a hassle and far less disgusting on top of that.

As much as I say I'd like to fall in love, I've come to the conclusion that best friends are better than boyfriends. Guys don't understand this, but here's the thing....they won't.

Tattoos, piercings, and colorful hair is more my style than the typical natural look. I've always wanted to gauge my ears, but my good hygiene trumps my style by a long shot.

My brain isn't confusing, it just thinks through everything faster than I can express.

My minute of thoughts while watching The Little Mermaid,
Emily Page.

Saturday, December 22, 2012

Thinking. It's what I'm up to.


I would like to start this night out with the fact that I have three followers on this blog site.  That number doesn't even compare to the number of followers I have on Twitter, but I feel as though the people actually following my blog are the ones who are important to me. Actually, anyone who takes time out of their life to read my posts is most likely important to me.

I'm tired of living this life. My choices are all bad, and I can't help that. I have forgotten how to be myself. A new life seems impossible at this point in my life. While it may seem impossible for me, I know how possible it is with God. He is with me every step of the way. I simply have to trust in him to guide my life in the direction he has planned for me.

As I look at my life and the family I've made at Grand Valley State University, I've realized that as much as I'd hate to lose what I've gained, I must move forward. Grand Valley wasn't the place for me. My future, I've decided, is in my favorite place in the world. Taking this winter semester off to find a job is almost unrealistic for me, but I didn't know where else to turn. I feel as though God is leading me in this very direction. I figured this time is as good as any to start listening. St. Louis is big, and my plans are even bigger. I'm  looking forward to the opportunity that I will have in the place I wish to call home.

There is this thing that I absolutely hate to talk about. This thing is guys. They truly disgust me.

...actually...

I've come to a sudden realization. After having an emotional conversation (mind you, I'm not emotional...at all) I know that love is real. As my relationship with God has been a struggle for me, there was one person that helped me figure out where I was going wrong. A few years ago, I led myself to believe that there was no such thing as love. Since then, there was nothing in the world that could convince me otherwise. Tonight, one of my greatest friends in the world has helped me think on this situation deeper than I have ever thought on it. Within my brain, fire was made. Now fully comprehending a lesson that I've been taught my whole life, I know that without the love of God, no other type of love can exist. Relationships need to be based around God and the love he shows us, or we will not be able to truly replicate this love toward special people in our life on earth.

How could it have taken me this long to understand such a simple concept? Questions about why I felt the way I did about love were more than difficult for me to answer. My answer was always, "I don't know" or, "This is difficult to explain." Apologies were always made, because nobody was ever satisfied with my reply. People are always praying for me; this I know for sure. God has really taken his place as number one in my life, and I couldn't be happier.

I'm not even reluctant to say that I'm not sad about what I put myself through before I figured this out.

I'm happy to be thinking clearly again...I didn't even have to drink coffee.

This life that I live, I love it very much.

Nobody will ever tear me down.

Embracing God's power and love,
Emily Page..