So today I walked into my advisory class to find this cute little note that said "You are beautiful just the way you are!" on a desk. I smiled and left it there, then carefully watched. The girl that sat there picked it up and smiled the brightest smile possible and proudly exclaimed "This is the sweetest note ever!" I'm so glad I started a sticky note movement in my school, because that note wasn't one that I had left! What a great way to start school after spring break!
Lots of Love,
~B
Sooo there's this person to tumblr that I want to continually blow up with "I love you" and "You are AWESOME" messages because she's TOTALLY AMAZING! but she doesn't want followers or anything... The mission begins!
Monday, April 25, 2011
Monday, April 18, 2011
Weight
Anonymous wrote:
Did you know that to fit a size 0 you have to have a 23 inch waist?
Did you know the average British 8 year old has a 22 inch waist?
Scary facts of what society has done to us.
I'm a size 0. I starved myself for years, I ate next to nothing and prided myself that I could go until the point of passing out without food. I pushed myself over the edge trying to be skinny because I thought I could be happy then, but all I found was misery.
Beauty isn't in the number on the scale. It's in the number of days you truly smiled, the lives you've touched, the times your eyes sparkle when someone special walks into the room, each day the sun shines, every time you feel like you're invincible without someone else by your side. Beauty is YOU!
Did you know that to fit a size 0 you have to have a 23 inch waist?
Did you know the average British 8 year old has a 22 inch waist?
Scary facts of what society has done to us.
I'm a size 0. I starved myself for years, I ate next to nothing and prided myself that I could go until the point of passing out without food. I pushed myself over the edge trying to be skinny because I thought I could be happy then, but all I found was misery.
Beauty isn't in the number on the scale. It's in the number of days you truly smiled, the lives you've touched, the times your eyes sparkle when someone special walks into the room, each day the sun shines, every time you feel like you're invincible without someone else by your side. Beauty is YOU!
Sunday, April 10, 2011
First actual update thingy!
It's so great spreading the love!
Here's a story from a girl named Kayla:
After a church competition our group went out to a restaurant to celebrate. I was feeling bad about my performance (because I’m very harsh on myself and I KNOW I could’ve done better). I was depressed and sad and really wishing I hadn’t (and wondering why I had) signed up for the competition in the first place. Sitting at the end of our table there were two empty chairs in front of me. I thought “two empty chairs. One for my boyfriend and one for my best friend and they will always remain empty.” I was seriously contemplating suicide using the bottle of pills in my purse. I figured that since it was night time if I snuck out the bathroom window and laid under the tree outside no one would find me until it was too late. I also considered hanging myself using my belt. I was feeling incredibly alone. Loneliness attacks your soul. It claims that you are unloved and worthless. It says: “No one wants to be around you. You aren’t good enough. That’s why you're alone.”
Then, to my major amazement, one of the more popular guys in our youth group called out to me and asked why I was sitting alone. To stunned to reply, I simply shrugged and smiled; pretending everything was “perfectly a-ok!” He then moved into one of the empty chairs in front of me, despite the protesting of his friends. I repeatedly told him that I was fine and that he didn’t need to talk to me, I wasn’t really a conversationalist. After the third time he (I think jokingly) threatened to slap me. Although our conversation wasn’t the most meaningful (I got to listen to a two hour explanation of a video game) I appreciated it. I loved the feeling of being recognized. I was no longer lonely.
Thank you for saving my life, again.
and her poem:
lost in confusion
drowning in misunderstanding
I’m seeing this illusion
I’m no longer standing
I cry for help
but no one hears
I know I’m alone
until dawn returns
I cannot see
and to it I run
the knife I unsheath
to have bloody fun
to end it
once and for all
to end this awful
bloody brawl
yet a light
draws my eyes
it sees my plight
the knife it finds
and it soon
begins to heal
wounded again
the bruises I feel
not on my limbs
but on my heart
the love of him
can finally start
its wonderful work
in me, of art.
As for niceness, I found this crazy idea for a random act of kindness! Yesterday I put a facebook status that said "I think (Name) is absolutely amazing and beautiful! Like if you agree!" and people really caught on to that!
Here's a story from a girl named Kayla:
After a church competition our group went out to a restaurant to celebrate. I was feeling bad about my performance (because I’m very harsh on myself and I KNOW I could’ve done better). I was depressed and sad and really wishing I hadn’t (and wondering why I had) signed up for the competition in the first place. Sitting at the end of our table there were two empty chairs in front of me. I thought “two empty chairs. One for my boyfriend and one for my best friend and they will always remain empty.” I was seriously contemplating suicide using the bottle of pills in my purse. I figured that since it was night time if I snuck out the bathroom window and laid under the tree outside no one would find me until it was too late. I also considered hanging myself using my belt. I was feeling incredibly alone. Loneliness attacks your soul. It claims that you are unloved and worthless. It says: “No one wants to be around you. You aren’t good enough. That’s why you're alone.”
Then, to my major amazement, one of the more popular guys in our youth group called out to me and asked why I was sitting alone. To stunned to reply, I simply shrugged and smiled; pretending everything was “perfectly a-ok!” He then moved into one of the empty chairs in front of me, despite the protesting of his friends. I repeatedly told him that I was fine and that he didn’t need to talk to me, I wasn’t really a conversationalist. After the third time he (I think jokingly) threatened to slap me. Although our conversation wasn’t the most meaningful (I got to listen to a two hour explanation of a video game) I appreciated it. I loved the feeling of being recognized. I was no longer lonely.
Thank you for saving my life, again.
and her poem:
lost in confusion
drowning in misunderstanding
I’m seeing this illusion
I’m no longer standing
I cry for help
but no one hears
I know I’m alone
until dawn returns
I cannot see
and to it I run
the knife I unsheath
to have bloody fun
to end it
once and for all
to end this awful
bloody brawl
yet a light
draws my eyes
it sees my plight
the knife it finds
and it soon
begins to heal
wounded again
the bruises I feel
not on my limbs
but on my heart
the love of him
can finally start
its wonderful work
in me, of art.
As for niceness, I found this crazy idea for a random act of kindness! Yesterday I put a facebook status that said "I think (Name) is absolutely amazing and beautiful! Like if you agree!" and people really caught on to that!
Tuesday, April 5, 2011
A Day Late Launch
Yes, yes, I know it's a day late but I can't believe that my old dream is finally getting off the ground! No submissions yet, but it's not like I've really told many people until maybe 2 days ago... submissions are more than open though and everything is set up! As for a new banner, I'm working on that... I'm just out of artistic inspiration, but if anyone wants to try and make one, GO FOR IT!
So here's the story. This idea has popped in and out of my head many many times. I've picked it up, and put it down more times than I can count. I would be so close to getting this done, and then someone would put me down or I'd start having second thoughts until I put this on hold.
Then I started going crazy with a sticky note ministry. I got this idea back. Back then, I was dating an wonderful guy named Paul. He was so inspiring and encouraging that this isn't just another silly idea, but something that could actually make someone smile. That's when I went back to my original reasons. I do all this, just to try to make someone's day better. Just to show that someone cares. If only one person can smile because of this, then this will all be worth it. And I finally did it!
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