Opinions

I don't really know where I am going with this post but it's been on my mind everyday and so I am going to see if I can talk about it. 

Opinions.

 Why is this so important to write about to me? (well I am going to give you my opinion lol). 

Our whole world is made up of opinions. The opinion of the best religion, political belief, brand of cereal, etc. All of our opinions varies person to person and one opinion might make us win a situation that others would lose and vise Vera.

I guess what I am trying to say is that our opinions make us who we are and they make us contradict others and sometimes ourselves and they make us happy and sad and they make us angry and hate ourselves and others

 and opinions are a mess. 

And I'm trying to figure our how different opinions are tearing not only our country, but world apart. I know we need to all look at things differently but our opinions are flawed and opinions can be very dangerous. 

But they are also one of the most powerful things and they turn simple human beings into people that change the world. 

And I think that we need to talk about opinions and facts more often not to change what everyone thinks into one thesis but to make sure people have research 100% of a subject and then make a opinion based on that.

Because I fear if people keep making opinions without proper research, then our world will become a place that in contradictory of itself. 

I really don't know if this makes sense and this is a very rough draft but I think it is a place to start and that we need to talk about. 

If you have any further opinions (see what I did there) on anything or on adding to this post I would love to hear. 

Also I sound like a total nerd in this post. 

Little by little

And little by little you broke my heart.

It didn't happen overnight. 

Which is the worst way to break the bond because

 every day I saw you

You saw less of me.

And that is all I was ever afraid of.

Searching for eyes

I am human because of how I search 

I don't search in a system of 1's and 0's 

And their is no real answers to my searches

But I do search for you

(That sounds so weird) 

But it's not weird because you always are looking back

But when we talk

We turn into robots 

With a standard conversation 

And no eye contact 

But maybe it's because we are finally next to each other that we realize that if we looked at each other that our robots of who we are would shut down

And then we be left with eye contact

Which is how you fall in love

So we continue to keep searching from across the room for that connection 

Because in that moment of eye contact we are not our usual day to day robots that everyone is

We are people. The only two people 

Tonight's thoughts

I don't feel different tonight 

But I don't feel like I fit in either

And it's one of the hardest things to understand 

I am still trying to make different a good thing

But I'm tired 

and this post is not helping my mind 

Being different is good 

Being different is good

Being different is good

Maybe I'll figure that out in college 

Childhood

Favorite color as a child: brown*

*see interview of my brother asking me on his talk show

Best friend: my cousin

We barely talk anymore 

Favorite memory: watching lighting storms with my family 

Now half of them have moved out 

First kiss: age 6, next door neighbor 

He is getting married in two months 

Favorite hobby: singing karaoke to my friends

My friends don't know how much I love to sing and that I take lessons

change.

To whom it may concern

I don't know why but this quote keeps on running through my head tonight. Maybe I am suppose to share it because one of you needs it. If so, thank you for letting me share it with you. This quote has changed my perspective on life. 

So here you go. 

"You are enough, you are so enough, it is unbelievable how enough you are."

I didn't get this quote the first time I read it and I still find meaning today depending of my situation. I would suggest that you read it more than one to find one than more meaning of this quote. 

Thanks again for letting me share it. 

Sincerely,

Olivia Bea 

Are you ok

A good friend of mine asks me two to three times a day if I'm ok. She says it with a concerned look always. She is such a nice friend who is just looking out for me. But it bugs me. I feel like I am a very happy person but she said it to me like I have an illness. I honestly think it is just an innocent question from her but I can't figure it out, (the question and why it makes me mad). I want to be happy and I want to be happy with other people but this question of are you ok is always stuck in my head like I need to make sure at every moment that I am.

 I am ok. 

And I hope that I can get that through my own head soon enough that I can stop questioning if I am.