Tuesday, June 28, 2011

The time where everything is being repeated..

As I mentioned in a previous blog, I read quotes all the time. While I'm at work, when I get home, pretty much all I do. I don't know why, it's just something I do. (Better than drugs right?)

Well a few days ago I found an amazing quote, and I posted it on my Facebook, well then the other day I was surfing the web again and found it AGAIN, then just now it came up AGAIN. I think there's something behind all these shenanigans... Here's the quote

The essence of life is not being perfect, impressing people, or succeeding at everything. The essence of life is simply making mistakes and learning from them, surrounding yourself with people that love you when you're being yourself, and getting through the failures so that you can continue improving.
I think this quote is my life quote at the moment, because it really does speak to me, and influences my life. It's got some truth in it as well. I don't know, but I really like it.


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Sunday, June 26, 2011

The beautiful thing..

you know the beautiful thing about love? It’s so powerful. Nothing else can make people do the things that love can make them do. It’s the only emotion that can make people fight, and give their all to something or someone. It’s the only thing that can make people hold on, when they otherwise would have given up. Love is strong, it’s powerful and it’s rare. So when people find it, they marvel at the power of it. And they keep holding on because it’s the truest form of ecstasy. The world cannot survive without love. It’s the only thing that can get people to hold on anymore.

My cousin got married yesterday, and so the whole side pretty much of my dad's family was in Houston. It was incredible. I met cousins I didn't know I had, or hadn't seen in years. It was awesome.

It got me thinking... Love is so powerful, and so strong. People spend lots of money on a day to show their love to each other and to their families and friends. I experienced this first hand yesterday. I also believe that this was the first wedding I've been to, that I was family at, in a long time. It was cool. It was sort of a mini-family reunion for my dad's side.

It ended with all of my dad's side going to dinner last night and reminiscing and talking to everyone. My dad's sister was there, and my dad and her together is just hilarious. I absolutely love it. Family is forever, and I really saw how wonderful my family is yesterday. It was so neat.

The wedding was beautiful, and it was a good time. :)

But love, it's so powerful, so pretty, and so rare. Family is so powerful, and so lovely. Both go hand and hand..

I'm in awe of how good the Lord is with providing love and family.

Be blessed!
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Tuesday, June 21, 2011

Fearless, nbd

I live vicariously through quotes. Ever since I was in middle school I loved reading people's Xangas, and my confession of the day is I still do read them. Usually they are composed by 13 year old girls with love quotes that would probably make many of you vomit with how "lame" they are. But all in all, I love them. I love how I can just relate to some of them, laugh at some, and somehow when I sit down to read them one pops out at me that describes my exact thought and feeling at that present time. Maybe it makes me weird. Maybe it makes me childish, but whatever it makes me, it makes me smile.

I recently came across this Tumblr that I absolutely adore, and I kind of did something similar on my blog awhile back about the little things that make you happy. This tumblr is here. I guarantee you'll smile after reading some of those.

I read Taylor Swift lyrics because the summarize my life. But on her Fearless album cover she had this to say, and I absolutely loveee it.

To me, fearless is not the absence of fear.
It's not being completely unafraid.
To me, fearless is having fears.
Fearless is having doubts. Lots of them.
To me, fearless is living in spite of those things that scare you to death.
Fearless is falling madly in love again, even though you've been hurt before.
Fearless if walking into your freshman year of highschool at fifteen.
Fearless is getting up and fighting for what you want over and over again...
even though every time you've tried before, you've lost.
It's fearless to have faith that someday things will change.
Fearless is having the courage to say goodbye to someone who only hurts you, even though you can't breathe without them.
I think it's fearless to fall for your best friend
even though he's in love with someone else.
And when someone apologizes to you enough times
for things they'll never stop doing, I think it's fearless to stop believing them.
It's fearless to say "you're NOT sorry," and walk away.
I think loving someone despite what people think is fearless.
I think allowing yourself to cry on the bathroom floor is fearless.
Letting go is fearless. Then, moving on and being alright... that's fearless too.
But no matter what love throws at you, you have to believe in it.
You have to believe in love stories and prince charmings and happily ever after.
That's why I write these songs. Because I think love is fearless.


I'm fearless about life, I believe in the things that most people find lame and stupid. I'm a hopeless romantic, and a cynical romantic all at the same time. It's possible, believe me.

I'm a little weird, but so are you.

Have a good Tuesday :)
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Sunday, June 19, 2011

Ohhhkay

I'm in this really weird nostalgic mood. Tonight I was having a conversation with my best friend and the past kept getting brought up and it brought me back to pictures. Pictures from high school, all the way through the current time of my life.

It's absolutely CRAZY. My heart just sunk, and my body became numb. What happened? Yeah, yeah. People grow apart, but what really happened?

Do we just throw away those meaningful relationships we once had? Is it because we're "too busy," "too different," "too far away," "things are just different now?" I personally think those are all superficial reasons. A provoking thought: "Honestly I don't think people can change. You know, at the end of the day, you are who you are and that's probably who you've always been." Another thought is maybe people change, and you change, and their change meshes with your change thus, you stay friends. I don't know, just a thought.

Do we change? Maybe our thoughts and stuff, but let's face it when you're hanging out with your friends do we get in a political debate every time? Or do we argue about intellectual things? Probably not, that's what your job is for. They are the people you drink a beer with, and relax with. The people you float the river with and talk about how the one night after a huge event in your life you fell asleep at a bar. You know, those kind of conversations. That's what friends are for. I mean of course, they are the people that you would tell pretty much anything to. Like how you hate your manager, and all you want is out of this god forsaken town. At the end of it all, when you're with people you've been around for a long period of time, they probably are the same. They bring out the childish, crazy, fun side of you. I bet if I got around one of my old best friends from high school, it would pick up where it left off, well once we got back on good terms. (More about that later.)

Is there really any good reason to just stop talking to someone? Definitely, if they become a felon, or a bad person. A bad person is a touchy label, it's definitely up for debate on what makes a person "bad." But someone your parents probably wouldn't want you hanging out with is a good judge of someone. Unless it's for stupid reasons, such as they are ugly or something. I don't know, as I looked at my old Facebook tonight, tears came down my face. I started thinking of the good times I had with certain people. What happened? Why did we just stop talking? I wonder what our last conversation was? I know I saw a few comments from an old best friend of mine from high school, and I absolutely know that we didn't end on good terms. That really upsets me. But my heart right now just longs for some of these relationships to just go back to how they were. Unrealstic goals? Probably, but I really do.

I have this thing about me that I don't want anyone to not like me or hate me. While, I know that this is nearly impossible, I make every effort to try for this not to happen. It can get me in trouble, big time. While I'm trying really hard to make something right, it could end up making it 100 times worse. Super.

Why did you end friendships/relationships? The real reason? I know that my head is spinning as I ask this question myself.

I'm going to read a book, do something different. Maybe hide from the world for a few weeks. My options are limitless. Maybe I'll try fixing a relationship or two. Who knows.

On a side note, I'm super excited about this weekend to go to Houston for my cousin's wedding. I can't wait to see my Aunt and Uncle from my dad's side. I love my family.

Be Blessed,
Kassie

Monday, June 13, 2011

House that Built Me

I know they say you can't go home again.
I just had to come back one last time.
Ma'am I know you don't know me from Adam.
But these hand prints on the front steps are mine.
And up those stairs, in that little back bedroom
is where I did my homework and I learned to play guitar.
And I bet you didn't know under that live oak
my favorite dog is buried in the yard.

I thought if I could touch this place or feel it
this brokenness inside me might start healing.
Out here its like I'm someone else,
I thought that maybe I could find myself
if I could just come in I swear I'll leave.
Won't take nothing but a memory
from the house that built me.

Mama cut out pictures of houses for years.
From Better Homes and Garden magazines.
Plans were drawn, concrete poured,
and nail by nail and board by board
Daddy gave life to mama's dream.

I thought if I could touch this place or feel it
this brokenness inside me might start healing.
Out here its like I'm someone else,
I thought that maybe I could find myself.
If I could just come in I swear I'll leave.
Won't take nothing but a memory
from the house that built me.

You leave home, you move on and you do the best you can.
I got lost in this whole world and forgot who I am.

I thought if I could touch this place or feel it
this brokenness inside me might start healing.
Out here its like I'm someone else,
I thought that maybe I could find myself.
If I could walk around I swear I'll leave.
Won't take nothing but a memory
from the house that built me.
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Sunday, June 5, 2011

Sunday Music

Do you ever just have something in your life, maybe it's a person, who just has a hold of you?

Lately the theme song in my life is "A little bit Stronger" by Sara Evans. I'm obsessed with it. It talks about how a relationship just ended, and how the girl is finally just getting over it. And day by day she gets a little bit stronger. I totally relate.

Another current obsession is Miranda Lambert's "Heart like Mine." The chorus is this:
‘Cause I heard Jesus, He drank wine and I bet we’d get along just fine. He could calm a storm and heal the blind and I bet He’d understand a heart like mine. ♥
I seriously can relate to that. Jesus is the only person that can understand my heart. The song is about Miranda's life, and it's really good. She's super talented. It talks about her faults and how that Jesus would accept her for who she is no matter what she does. I totally can relate!

Another song that's amazing is called "Raymond" by Brett Eldridge. If you listen to the song you can figure out the video, it's about a lady with Alzheimers. It's pretty sad, but so good! Such a good song.

Just a few of my current life songs right now. Music speaks where words fail. :)

Have a fantastic week!


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Saturday, June 4, 2011

Love, or maybe not

you know the beautiful thing about love? It’s so powerful. Nothing else can make people do the things that love can make them do. It’s the only emotion that can make people fight, and give their all to something or someone. It’s the only thing that can make people hold on, when they otherwise would have given up. Love is strong, it’s powerful and it’s rare. So when people find it, they marvel at the power of it. And they keep holding on because it’s the truest form of ecstasy. The world cannot survive without love. It’s the only thing that can get people to hold on anymore.

But lately I've been thinking, do we overuse love? I love this movie! I love this place! I love this drink! Do you really love it? Or do you just really like it? I'm guilty of just throwing around the word love too. But we shouldn't. Love is powerful, special, and meaningful. God showed us love by sending His son, that's LOVE.

The world can't progress without love, but I do believe the word love is overused, maybe it sounds crazy. But maybe not.

What do you really love? I love the Lord, my family, and I love my friends. But I don't just love anything, even though I claim I do. I just overuse the word... Maybe we should stop overusing it, and give it some meaning again. People don't take the word love serious anymore.. It's slightly depressing.

Just some rambling thoughts of a 20 somethin year old at 4:45 in the morning..


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Friday, June 3, 2011

3 years

Last week marked 3 years since I heard my name called to end a 3 and a half year journey through high school. The names that were called last week, they were freshmen when I was a senior. Where has time gone? This year marks 5 since Ed died... So crazy.
Here I am 21 years old and I look around and things are so different. The friends I had in high school are definitely not the same, which isn't necessarily a bad thing. We are all at different places in life, some have graduated college, some have a family, some are just working.
Relationships have dramatically changed and people I went to HS with are engaged, it boggles my mind that we are at this stage in life. It being summer all the people who went to college elsewhere are back in town and of course I have ran into them, and it's just weird. We are so "grown up" now.
In the last 3 years I've changed drastically as a person. As well as my friendships. I still have those friends from HS but we aren't as close but I've also made some amazing new friends. I thank the Lord for that.
I just am in awe of how fast the last 7 years have gone by. My little brother will be a freshman in HS in the fall and my sister a senior. It's CRAZY.
I guess I'm learning how fast time is going. I need not take this time for granted.
Seems like yesterday I was roaming the halls of CHS. Now I'm roaming the halls of my job. So crazy.

Have a blessed weekend!

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