Thursday, December 25, 2014

Happy Holidays.

Happy Holidays.
Stay "festive."
Avoid sticky situations.

From me, Sticky Situation Girl.

Friday, December 19, 2014

Holidays? Holidays.

Hello again.
Nice to see you.
Today, I want to talk about the holidays, and all of the holidays around this time of year and sort of break them down to you. You know, to get the real picture of each holiday, because everyone always wants the real picture, right?
Everyone always wants the real picture, right?
So, here we go:

 This is the holiday most people think of when they think of "the holidays." And that doesn't make sense. There are other events involved in "the holidays." Not just Christmas. But don't get me wrong, I love Christmas. It's one of my favorite holidays. But why do people always revert to Christmas, like there are no Jewish faiths or beliefs in this "MELTING POT" of the USA? There are different customs, America. There are.
No matter how hard it is to believe.

 This holiday is centered around Jewish beliefs, and it is a time to enjoy family and friends, and get presents. Presents. Is that all everyone thinks about when they think of Hanukkah, Christmas, and other "present"-related holidays? Why are our beliefs centered just around the gifts and the lavish of the holidays, then, you know, actual beliefs? People have always said that it is better to give than to receive, but some people during holidays involving the giving of presents, do not actually live up to that motto. And it's not just during Hanukkah.
It's really not.

 Kwanzaa is an African-American celebration, beginning on the 26th, so the day after the infamous holiday everyone talks about. Kwanzaa seems like a great celebration, but I don't celebrate it. I wish I did though, because it is a holiday where African-Americans get together and just celebrate and honor their beliefs. I think it is very fair, considering the fact that most African-Americans were members (unwillingly) of slavery in the early 1600s. This holiday is sort of a reward saying, hey, we're still here, so... let's make the best out of it. But, am I wrong? Am I wrong to assume that this whole holiday is about slavery and how African-Americans got out of it? Does this holiday have anything to do with slavery, at all? Does everybody just assume that African-Americans are constantly celebrating their freedom for slavery, every single day?
Maybe it's not.
Maybe people need to expand their knowledge.
Maybe I need to.

 The day before the New Year is when people celebrate. Maybe they are cramming in their last possible festivities from this year, before they go into the new year. I think that is a good idea, and a bad idea. On one hand, all of this celebrating is fun and it gets everyone into the "New Year's spirit." It is fun celebrating with friends and family, and ringing in the New Year. But also, is it too forced? Do all of the celebrations before the new year have to be rushed, since the next day is the New Year? Do humans just rush through life, instead of savoring the year to come?
Do not rush through your life.
There are too many memories.

There are other holidays, but these are the main ones that people know.
Maybe we should know more.
Happy Holidays.

Wednesday, December 10, 2014

Another Poem, Maybe Better Than the First.

We Fight For
This is the life we fight for,
Battled gory and gruesome in the beginning,
Evolution shaping and changing us,
And then thousands of generations.

This life that we live for now,
But some live only for the good,
We don't all know what we all have,
We don't know how "they" struggled.

We only know what we did,
And what brought tears to our eyes,
But what we had once is forgotten,
Buried under what we have now.

Not a soul knows all,
Not a soul wants to,
Deep down inside of us,
"They" live on, still in war.

We don't know what we all have,
Granted being taken, snatched up in our hands,
But some special ones just might wonder about it,
The life we fight for.


Think about this poem. Because it was meant for most of you. You may all know what it means and deny it, but we all have this in us. Some of us might not know what this means. Some of us.
Some of us.