idk

No one, speaking in an angry and generalizing tone, makes and effort to offer. "Why didn't you ask me?" "Why do I always have to ask?" It seems as though people only want to do as much as they are told and never any more. Go the extra mile. Do something different for a change. God forbid you go out of your way for someone else. 

~TR

Coool Kids

Having an odd obsession with Cool Kids by Echosmith lately. 

~TR

F-I-V-E days

Five days until I start a new journey in my life at a new school. New people. New places. New experiences. New problems. I am excited in every way and nervous all at the same time. The fear of not knowing haunts me just a little. But I am also ready to make this year better than the last. For once I can say I am actually eager to go back to school. I bought everything for my dorm and I pass it every time I walk past my living room, only making me more excited. The thing I am most excited about is lacrosse. I am put so much time and effort in this summer to only hope that things work out. I am happy to go but sad to leave. I love being home with my family, thankfully my school is only forty-five minutes away and visits will be regularly. With that being said, whatever this year brings I am ready for it all. I have a new and improved outlook on things and I am ready to show that and really put it into action.
~TR

Who

The eternal feeling of doing more and being better is something that lurks in my mind constantly. Am I good enough? Am I skinny enough? Smart enough? The questions that blossom in my mind like its a warm May day are overwhelming. I have a perpetual voice inside my head that begs to differ with compliments when they are thrown my way.
~TR

Soci@l Medi@

Why do I feel obligated to delete a picture when there aren't over 100 likes? Why do I have to go through tens of filters to find the one that makes me look the best? Why do I stress about such a minuscule thing? These are questions I often find myself thinking about. Today I decided it was time to delete my Instagram and Twitter, I don't post too often on Instagram but on twitter I do.  The more I think about it the more I know I am wasting my time. Instead of actually sitting with my mom and having a conversation I am wrapped up in what other people are posting a picture of. Most of the people I follow, probably 75%, I don't even talk to. I couldn't tell you why I care about the pictures they post, but apparently I do. And everything on social media is a competition in a way. Who gets more likes? Whose picture is nicer? Some people use it in a way to brag. Maybe I am growing up or maybe I am just fed up. Being a girl, I have realized that I do not remember the last time a boy tried to pick me up in person and ask for my number face to face. Everything is a direct message on twitter or asking a friend of a friend. Say something to me in person and surprise me for once. However, I am not a girl that makes boys always text first and I am not afraid to make a move. I can remember the exact day that I last approached a boy and got his number. I was working out a the local high school, not too long ago, and there were a few boys who looked my age messing around with a football and soccer ball while I was running. One of them looked cute, so as I was about to leave I went up and introduced myself. I am new to this particular area so I told him that and said I did not know many people here. We exchanged numbers and went for a run together the following day. It's just sad that nothing is done in person anymore. Instead of telling you how I feel face to face, I will just send you a really long text. Sounds pretty pathetic to me. If you can't say it to my face, maybe you shouldn't say it at all. Maybe I am old fashioned but I love notes, things written down. Something to keep, not just something saved to a hard drive on my computer or in a memory card on my phone. Don't get me wrong though, social media isn't all bad. It just may be used in the wrong way and I can say that I am guilty of checking Instagram and Twitter too much and caring about other people's post but this is my vow to myself to stop doing that. I am sad that I wasted time caring about people's pictures and posts that I don't even talk to when I have people all around me that I could be actually talking to. Things will change that is for sure. I don't need to post a picture on a social media site for pleasure anymore, I don't need to tweet what I have done throughout the day. That phase is long gone for me. I vow to start living and stop checking Instagram and Twitter, maybe I have inspired someone else to do the same, I can only hope. There are so many other things that we can devote our time to. So many exciting and happy things going on around us all day long, but we're too busy checking our phones to realize.
~TR

Shoobie Newbie

Considering how new I am at this... anyone who follows me, I will follow back. As well as writing a blog I am really interesting in reading what others have to write.
~TR

Late Night

Since I am a tad bit of a night owl, I figured I would write something about myself now. For starters, I am a bit of a loner. Never was that popular girl in high school, going out all the time. Didn't have a high school love. I was fine with that. I think that gave me the time and space I needed to get to know myself and really figure out my likes and dislikes. Throughout high school I played soccer, basketball, and lacrosse. I cannot remember a time I was not playing sports. At this point you could say my life revolves around them, or a particular one now, lacrosse. I am going to be a sophomore in college, but my freshman year I attended a different institution. Realizing it wasn't for me half way through the year was a tough time. The people I was surrounded by weren't my best friends like everyone says your college friends will be. I was more excited to be home than at school. Even though home was nothing too exciting the past year or so. About a year ago I was living in New Jersey, then I was off to school in Massachusetts, soon after my parents were making a move to Connecticut, returning to a new Connecticut home in the summer was alarming, only to move back to New Jersey a month later.  So here I am, in New Jersey, a different town than the one I came from, devoting my days to reading books and doing summer workouts for lacrosse. Books were actually what inspired me to start writing. I have been quite the book worm this summer and slowly realizing how much I love books and everything that they have to offer. My family is my everything, having two older brothers whom I consider my best friends lead me to be quite a tomboy which I was never mad about. I always wanted to tag along with them so I learned to keep up. My parents are always inspiring me and I cannot be thankful enough for everything that they do for me. They have taught me everything I need to know to have the courage to be who I want to be. I am a firm believer in everything happens for a reason, whether or not it is a good reason, things happen. I also try to live by the saying 'don't judge a book by it's cover.' Maybe personal experience has brought that upon me, regardless you never know what is going on with someone. There may be a reason for someone rushing past you in the supermarket and knocking into you accidentally without saying sorry. The truth is you never really know. I am a simple person just trying to make sense of some drifting thoughts throughout these passing days.
~TR