Month: November 2013

What Is Love

It is better to be hated for what you are than to be loved for what you are not.” 
― André Gide, Autumn Leaves

Hello all!

On this lovely Sunday afternoon I just wanted to say hi.

and to word vomit on you for a second.

But just a second.

Okay so I’m writing this research paper on romantic behaviors, romance books, and why it isn’t so bad to read about a pirate, and the woman who he loves. As part of my research I went around asking people questions. Questions varied from what they believed a good relationship is, what they expect from a partner and what they look for in the one. All the answers were pretty much similar except for this one question.

What is the definition of love to you?

I saw a wide range of emotions. I saw confusion, thoughtfulness, embarrassment and even seriousness. But above all, the one answer that stood out to me was by a woman. She said, “Love in unrestrictive, and control free; putting the other person before yourself, and willing to die for the other person.” I don’t know if it was the words, the way she said them, or the expression on her face, but I felt that she had one of the most honest definition of love I have ever heard. As I was asking different people these questions, one person asked me what I thought the definition of love was. I quickly told him that I couldn’t give my answer because it would affect the data but  that wasn’t the truth.

Not at all.

 I felt that sharing my definition would maybe hurt the other person’s feelings because I know that person intimately. If I told them they may have been insulted, or would probably avoid talking to me. As I was walking home I realized that what I did was wrong. I should tell people the truth no matter what they think.

So hear it goes.

My definition of love is trust. Being able to tell a person anything and know they care and have your back. Dependability. Being able to know that no matter the circumstance they will give their all for you. Patience. Knowing that as an individual you may have issues but they are patient enough to wait. That is my definition of love. Until I find those traits then I will stay happily single. I will travel, journal, and beat to my own drum until that person crosses my path. 

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Last day at CBS47 News

“To be yourself in a world that is constantly trying to make you something else is the greatest accomplishment.” -Ralph Waldo Emerson

Hello all!

So guess what? I’ve finished my internship at the lovely CBS47 news! I had so much fun and being able to intern at a real news station was an experience I will never forget. I had fun, made some friends, and found out that I can still be myself, and not pretend to be someone else. I was able to see journalism at it’s finest.

I hung out with the advertising department and learned the importance of selling. I chilled with the secretary and caught up on the latest soap opera gossip. I chilled with the graphics department and learned everything that goes into making that perfect commercial, and cool webpage layout. I watched the ladies in traffic control handle everything.

As  a publicist it was nice to see that my skill set allowed me to be able to help every department. I could even see myself working at a news station in the public relations/advertising department in the future if I wanted. Overall it was a fun, exciting, and informative experience I will always remember. Now I’m off to find a job that pays for my expertise.

😉

-N

Poem

Hey world! So i’m working on some poetry and this is one of my first real works. Read it and tell me what you think.

I’m broken,

I can go no more.

It seems that everyone can find,

a friend except in dire times.

Believe me I’ve tried.

I’m  beat,

No where left for me to meet,

Deserted  here on this dilapidated street.

My words are frozen,

Left in some vampires coven .

I’m lost in a sea of people.

I need relief.

I need an out.

I need a solution,

But all roads lead me to forms of pollution.

I’m fuming,

Brimming to the top with anger,

Aggression, strife, bitterness.

Full of  adjectives that will lead any person

 to the bitter end.

I have no outlet.

I feel trapped  in a sin

That seems to have  no foreseeable end.

But you my dear porcelain parchment,

The lover of my black ink,

the silent truth that holds open arms,

and the only truth I see.

Help.

Your most ardent, faithful lover is in need.

Her ink has run dry.

Her passion  being only to cry.

But if you come

I know you’ll try

To keep me safe , happy, and dry.

I feel nothing.

People feel I’m bluffing,

But alas! darling ,

I believe that to be nothing.

But you can bring me life.

You may have a clue,

This love I have for you,

And can prescribe me a potion,

A brew,

Some stew to help cure me

From this emotional flu.

 -Signed a weary world-worn woman.

Mme. N