Saturday, 28 December 2013

Blaming Society




What is society? Society is a community of people, man kind, the general public. YOU are apart of society. It seems we've lost the actual meaning. Society is not something you can point your finger at and blame for the way you feel as if it's something you aren't apart of.

Society is not a separate thing or person giving out grief. It's as if people are imagining a person walking around with a massive flashing banner above their head labeled "SOCIETY" going from door to door calling people fat and unworthy.

I'm sure at some point you have called yourself ugly and I'm also sure at some point you have called someone else ugly. We're all guilty of this and it's a coincidence isn't it? YOU ARE SOCIETY. If people would stop treating the word society as if it were a third person and actually reflect on their own behaviour and change, then society would change too, because YOU ARE SOCIETY, I AM SOCIETY, WE ARE ALL SOCIETY.

Change starts with us. Perhaps we ought to start taking responsibility.
-Skye.

Thursday, 19 December 2013

Genius.

Have any of you ever seen Kanye Wests film?
"RUNAWAY"  toys around with so many different ideas and aspects of life that I don't think anyone apart from Kanye himself will ever truly understand what it means. Interpret it and tell me what you think , I love listening to peoples insight on this. Kanye introduces and discusses themes of media, racism and religion in just a straight up weird ass way.

It seems to me that through the phoenix/sun/bird/girl Kanye sees and understands that the world destroys freedom, expression and difference and in essence realises the world is a bad place.

"Did you notice she is a bird?" "No I never noticed that"
Talk about social commentary. Classic.

-Skye.

Friday, 13 December 2013

Friday, 15 November 2013

OOTD - Autumn


Autumn is here:
That means wooly socks, big jumpers and dark colours!



-Skye.

Saturday, 9 November 2013

Accepting Your Looks

                       
 Now this might sound ironic coming from a teenage girl. I don't know much about accepting yourself, because too be frank, i'm shit at it too.The minority of you who read this, i'm going to assume dislike a variety of things about yourself so heres something that remotely works for me. Get a pen, and a notepad. Write down every single thing you dislike about your body. Notice that I say body, physical appearance, not your personality or traits because you can change those. 

I like travelling, reading, etc, will my big nose stop me from doing those things? No, absolutely not. Someone, God , science, whatever gave me this hunk of crap and I've got to work with it. Change what you don't like and accept what you can't change.

Don't compare. We all have the same worth. There is nothing someone else has that you don't. You have all the organs they do. We are all just bags of bones and skin cells. For example, if I were to offer you a hundred pound note, would you take it? Of course. Now if I were to scrunch it up, then offer it to you. Would you still want it? Absolutely. If I were to stand on it, scrunch it, get it all wet and dirty. Would you still want it? Yes, yes you would, you would look past the dirt and scrunches because you want it for what it's worth, not what it looks like. They all are worth the same amount, so it doesn't matter. That's exactly the same with you and me, I might be a slightly scrunched 100 pound note, you might be a slightly dirty 100 pound note, we are still both a 100 pound note, it makes no difference.


you shouldn't have it any other way. 





            "Don't let your mind bully your body"



-Skye.

What REALLY Matters?


Ready or not, some day it will all come to an end.
There will be no more sunrises, no minutes, hours or days.
All the things you collected, whether treasured or forgotten, will pass to someone else.
Your wealth, fame and temporal power will shrivel to irrelevance.
It will not matter what you owned or what you were owed.
Your grudges, resentments, frustrations and jealousies will finally disappear.
So too, your hopes, ambitions, plans and to-do lists will expire.
The wins and losses that once seemed so important will fade away.
It won't matter where you came from or what side of the tracks you lived on at the end.
It won't matter whether you were beautiful or brilliant.
Even your gender and skin colour will be irrelevant. 

So what will matter? How will the value of your days be measured? 

What will matter is not what you bought, but what you built; not what you got, but what you gave.
What will matter is not your success, but your significance.
What will matter is not what you learned, but what you taught.
What will matter is every act of integrity, compassion, courage or sacrifice that enriched, empowered or encouraged others to emulate your example.

What will matter is not your competence, but your character.
What will matter is not how many people you knew, but how many will feel a lasting loss when you're gone.
What will matter is not your memories, but the memories that live in those who loved you.
What will matter is how long you will be remembered, by whom and for what.

Living a life that matters doesn't happen by accident.
It's not a matter of circumstance but of choice.
Choose to live a life that matters. 

We're all just a bag of bones underneath. So does it really matter?


-Skye.