What's in a name?

I really couldn't come up with a name for this entry. What does a name mean? It tells you what the whole thing is about, before you even get the chance to read it. Why name these blogs? Why not just make you sit here and read them out. That's the whole point.

Life hasn't been going as I had hoped it would be during the beautiful month of November. We are only six days in, and I already feel stressed and ready to freak out on people. Some things leave me questioning every motive. What is the purpose for everything I am doing? Does everything have to have a purpose, or is it just supposed to serve as a timeline of things I have done in my life? This month I am going up to the city, only once sadly, but happy to say that I get to spend time with one of the most amazing friends ever. Its going to be one heck of a p-a-r-t-y partay, in quote from her mother.

So there are many things on my mind that I feel the need to blog about right now, but we are going to try and keep it to one topic a post. Today I watched some videos that were posted from an in-studio, and in-bus type thing that happened in the past week, and let me just say, genuine happiness. I felt like I could put a smile on my face and let my heart feel okay, because they are happy. Right now, people have been saying things about the way the boys are looking and acting. I really do get tired of hearing all this stuff, and it is truly breaking my heart. Sure, we make fun of their clothes in a "wow that was funny" kind of way, but we don't go criticizing why they are wearing what they are wearing. If you were wearing something that someone thought made you look overly slutty, would you like them calling you a slut for it? Just because the boys enjoy wearing skinny jeans and shawls, gives nobody the right to call them gay. We all have our little jokes, but in all reality, saying things like that seriously can hurt. Don't say that they are being forced to dress like this, and that they are being forced to act as "metrosexuals" when they dont really want to. If you are going to call them a metrosexual, then y ou really can't call them gay, that totally defeats thje purpose of being metrosexual, and turns it into being homosexual. They are going to dress the way they want to dress, and that is the end of it. Don't be judgemental of the clothes that are worn, by anyone. Before I judge you by the outfits you wear, and start to make up rumors about you, because of what you wear. If you don't like the boys music or the way they dress, thats fine. Don't be so critical, as there are some people that quite franktly enjoy every single bit of it. Everyone is entitled to their own opinions, but saying things like that, and meaning them seriously, isn't right. Have respect. And as I said, everyone is entitled to your own opinion, so you can say you don't like the music, and you can say you don't like the clothes, but don't EVER say that you hate the boys. In all reality, most of you have no idea what the boys are like, most of you ahve never even met them. After you meet them and get to know them, then you can say that you hate them, but after you do, you won't ever say that. They are three of the sweetest boys ever, and I don't understand how people can bash on them so easily, when they don't even know them. Don't be a fan for a few months, then just randomly start bashing them and say you don't care. If you don't care, and you don't like them, why are they still on your mind? Who knows, it's baffling.

I find myself wondering that sometimes. "Why can't I get them off of my mind?" " Why can't I just let go?"

God works in mysterious ways.

And for that I am thankful.

Now that I was so rudely interrupted by one of my brother's halo buddies, and his sister getting on the phone telling him to "get off so she can call matt" I really don't have anymore to say.


Thanks for reading.

Sure to be another one soon.