Though fire isnt exactly my favorite thing, its one of those things that i think describes my life well. For one thing, im a red head. I'm sure that there is some connection between my hair color and personality, because im as fiery and volatile as all the red head stereotypes would have you believe i am. Just ask my boyfriend Brad! (who is also a red head). i know what i want and i dont give up. i mean, my personality could be described as fire. im persistent, bold, and determined. i obsess. i dont give up. i'm tenacious. i'm prone to moodiness. I'm like a fire.
I don't put anything on astrology or zodiac signs, but i find it kind of funny that the 'ruling element' of Sagittarius, my zodiac sign, is fire. It's a little coincidence that means nothing but is funny to think about because its so true. Another funny coincidence that doesn't really mean anything is that out of the four hand types (fire, air, earth, water), my hands happen to be a textbook example of the fire hand type. I dont believe in palm reading or anything but its a pretty hilarious coincidence (:
I would say that my personality is definitely filled with fire. like i said, i'm persistent and tenacious. determined might be an understatement! these qualities lead me to be incredibly stubborn sometimes, but often this stubbornness is useful and good when it becomes tenacity. My moods are like fire too. Honestly i'm usually chill, but when you get me angry or excited, its kind of ridiculous. and i'm pretty volatile, so it isnt that hard to get me annoyed or excited -or anything, really- either.
Part of this fire drives me to be somewhat of a perfectionist too. i say somewhat of a perfectionist, because i am not a TOTAL perfectionist. i mean, today i studied for like 4 hours straight because i wanted to do well on my Biology test. i was practically obsessing over the material. every little detail. and you know Biology. millions of definitions and little things. then i went and took it and got a 97%. i'm not totally a perfectionist because a 97% totally satisfies me. i am cool with that. it isnt just on the test today though that i obsess and try to do the best that i can. i have simply decided that i want to do exceptionally well and through my determined personality, it drives me to do just that.
Walking back from that test, it was about 6 in the evening. It was freezing cold outside and the sun was setting. i remember looked out the window as i got up to return my test and saw the sun as a glowing fireball near the horizon surrounded by intense glowing clouds. I walked outside and realized that the red sunlight was making my hair look like, no joke, a fire. my hair was like a flame coming off my head. i felt a little conspicuous as i walked past tons of people. it was at that moment that i realized that my hair was reflecting what's on the inside of me. The fire of life! Sure it sounds cheesy but its kind of true because i think the fire of life is a perfect metaphor for my personality and for what makes me me. even though i dont like fire, it is a perfect metaphor for who i am. and i'll always be who i am because of the fire in me.
Thursday, February 21, 2013
Wednesday, February 20, 2013
Flying with the Eagles
Its the little things in life that add up and make us who we are. These things often seem small and insignificant, but they are some of the sweetest memories to remember. looking back on my life I've noticed that the things that bring me the fondest memories are often not the huge major events, but rather the smaller things that find their way deep inside. My blog is about these little things, how they affect me in my life, and how they shape who i am. Flying with the Eagles is one of the many mottoes for my life, inspired by something my mom told me recently. Therefore my blog will often focus on little experiences and show how these experiences, in turn, fit in to the bigger perspective of my life. These little experiences can be anything! Happy, sad, hilarious, touching, inspiring, insightful... you name it, but they all add up to one thing: the feathers in my wings as i am Flying with the Eagles.
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