Charlie Brown Nostalgia

Couldn't help but smile at these.

On Dealing With A Death

Firstly, I apologize for not posting as much lately. On top of school keeping me busy these past few weeks, there was a recent death in the family. Even though it wasn't in my actual immediate family, I still considered Ozzy very much a part of my family since I have known her and her family for ten+ years, when I had met my best friend Athena. 

I'm happy I was lucky enough to grow up as a family member in their household, and have been shown much love and support in a number of ways. I'm glad I am able to reciprocate the love they've shown me throughout this difficult time. Simply being there for them, as they need family at this time more than ever.

Something that I've done for many of my close friends is prepare a sort of care package to show that I'm thinking of them, or a thoughtfully written homemade card. I've always felt that it's these small acts of kindness that are most meaningful and special. For this particular situation, I included the following in Athena's care basket: 

Breakups and Fresh Starts

I'm sure we all know by now that breakups are an inevitable part of life. We've all been through them, and most likely more than one. From going through short-lived and long-term relationship breakups, I have learned that not matter how bad it is, life goes on. Whether things start to fade and you begin to grow apart or something unforgivable happens, life does go on.

I've always held the belief that "everything happens for a reason". I also strive to learn something new from each relationship in hopes to better myself in some way. Learning from heartache is best if we reflect and grow from our relationship mishaps. And below are a few things I've learned throughout the years.

Film Stills and Quotes

Once in a while I'll come across a film still with a quote underneath that I either really like or can connect with. It's almost like reading a book and realizing that your not the only person in the world with the same sorts of thoughts, feelings or situations. Situations that you had otherwise felt very alone in. 

Maybe this comes off as more of a melancholic post, but I see it as being very real. There are quite a few more under the cut, in case you're interested.

Tragic Girls with Dusty Dresses

KT Smail is a Scottis illustrator who holds an art degree in illustration from Edinburgh College of Art. She currently resides in New York City, where she continues to draw tragic girls with broken hearts, faraway lovers and dusty dresses.

I'm not sure what this says about me, but I love art with underlining themes of emotional sadness and distress. I can identify myself, as I am a someone who tends to feel everything very deeply.

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For When You're Blue

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I've always been a big advocate of the quote, "Life's to short to be anything but happy," I even painted it on a ceramic mug once, but we all know that it's simply impossible to be happy 24/7. Being happy, or at least having a positive outlook is something I constantly strive for, even if there are a number of reasons and excuses to be less than thrilled with life situations. Above are a few lists I just thought were cute. 

A Lonely Whale's Sad Song

(By: Jesus Diaz)

Once upon a time, there was a whale called June. Or maybe her name is Margaret. Or Kate. We don't really know. A few nitrogen-hearted scientists call her 52 Hertz just because she sings at a 51.75Hz frequency, but I will call her Alice.

Alice isn't like any other baleen whale. Unlike all whales, Alice doesn't have friends. She doesn't have a family. She doesn't belong to any tribe, pack or gang. She doesn't have a lover. She never had one.

In the immense solitude of the ocean, Alice is completely alone.

The only thing Alice does is sing. Like other whales, she has been singing for a very long time. The first time we heard her song was in 1989, when the hydrophone network of the National Oceanic and Atmospheric Administration recorded her voice for the first time. The researchers at the Woods Hole Oceanographic Institution have been tracking her using these hydrophones for the last two decades.

Her songs—in this recording accelerated by a factor of five—come in groups of two to six calls, lasting for five to six seconds each. But her voice is unlike any other baleen whale. It is unique—while the rest of her kind communicate between 12 and 25Hz, Alice sings at 51.75Hz.

You see, my dear humans, that's precisely Alice's problem. No other whales can hear her. Every one of her desperate calls to communicate remains unanswered. Each cry ignored. And with every lonely song, Alice becomes sadder and more frustrated, her notes going deeper in despair as the years go by.

Nobody knows why this is happening. Nobody knows why Alice is going through the wrong paths instead of following the usual baleen whale's migratory channels. Some think that she might be a weird hybrid, one of a kind. Maybe she—or he, as we don't really know the whale's sex—is the last member of her species. Perhaps there was a mutation. Who knows. Who cares—the explanation doesn't matter.

Whatever the reason is, the sad fact is that there’s no happy ending to this tale. Alice keeps roaming the big blue, eating krill, seeing other creatures around her but unable to communicate with any of them. And one day, the NOAA hydrophones will record Alice’s unique voice one last time. And again, that farewell cry will get no reply. But it will not matter this time because, at last, Alice would be sad no more.

From One Stranger To Another

I can't be sure why, but the above note makes me both happy and sad. I do think they're very nice and thoughtfully written words, but I'm also aware that not everybody has that same sort of mindset. It makes me wonder how, or why people turn out the way they do. It seems that there are some people who care deeply about certain things that other's may not notice at all.

It makes me sad because one person may have these same types of thoughts and feelings towards another person, and the thought of not having those feelings reciprocated just gets me. I suppose it's difficult for me to understand why some people hold grudges, or keep up meaningless charades for no good reason. We're all on this earth for such a short time so we might as well be happy while we're stuck here. At least as happy as we can be.

Heavy Heart

This is not my only blog, I do tumble as well, and fellow tumblr Rachel (hmyesok) once wrote this. I simply typed it up on my typewriter and pasted it in my journal because I really liked it. Her tumblr was one of the first I started following a few years ago when I joined the community, and it's still one of my favorites.