Tuesday, June 21, 2011

I don't understand girls.

Warning: This post will be lengthy.

Like, honestly. Y'all make no sense. I make no sense. Girls make no sense.
We get our knickers in a knot all because of these stupid boys and stupid scales and stupid mirrors and other stupid girls. Like, come on now. There are a few main things that girls say just make me so mad, so I'm going to do what I do best and tell you my opinion... :P

1. Pretty girls who wear pounds of make up and refuse to eat because they "need to be summer bikini ready."
Like, don't get me wrong. I'm totally down with the idea of living a healthy lifestyle. God gave us these amazing, intricate, complex and beautiful bodies, let's be good to them. Eat healthy and exercise. Not because you're "just so fat", but because it's the best thing for you in the long run. There's this girl I know, and let me tell you, she is so skinny and she is so beautiful and every single day, on her Tumblr, all I see "I wish I looked like her". It makes me so mad/sad that these girls have so deluded themselves into believing that they're ugly just because they don't look like someone who has been airbrushed over a zillion times.
You're the beautiful one, society is ugly.


2. "Oh my gosh, there are no good guys out there. They're all pigs and jerks and players."
Let me just start by saying, FALSE. I could give you a list, an entire list, pages long, of amazing boys that I know. Amazing boys that would treat a girl with the utmost affection and respect. Are there players out there? Yes, a  lot of them and I honestly am sorry if you've been hurt by them. It sucks. I've been there. But trust me, "fool me once, shame on me, fool me twice, shame on me." Mistakes teach you things. Really.
Are they amazing boys out there? Yes, a lot of them. And guess what? They're getting tired of picking up the messes that these shallow boys have left behind. These sweet, loving, Godly boys are the type that would give you the world if they could get the chance, but most of them aren't going to go chasing you around, they won't put up with your flirty little games. Unlike the other boys (the boys that give us the attention we want), they aren't lost in this world, they aren't lost in lust, lost in making you feel good, lost in seeing how far they can get you to go. They're lost in God, as they should be. 
I'm totally guilty of this. These shallow, selfish boys will say anything that they have to and as long as you're buying it, they think that they're in the clear. All systems a-go. And let's be honest now ladies, we constantly flirt and acknowledge and bask in the attention... we can be just as big and ruthless of players as they can. You can't be an attention hungry little tease and expect Prince Charming to put up with it.
Get lost in God and focus of falling in love with Him, don't even worry about boys. They're kinda dumb sometimes anyway. :P


3. Intelligence is attractive.
Don't play stupid. Don't play ditsy. Don't be helpless.
Be an independent woman.
You're beautiful, you're capable, you're smart. Act like it.


4. We're emotional creatures, we're delicate. That's okay.
What isn't okay is being over-dramatic.
Guys can't fix you, girls.
But God can.

I get it, ladies, I do. I've been there, I'm still there. I love attention, boy do I love it. And don't you dare tell me that you don't. Because you do.
It's really easy to get so wrapped up in this idea of what the media tells us we ought to be like, ought to look like, who we should date, what he should look like... There is so much pressure on us. It's hard to be a girl and grow up in this society. Heck, it's hard to be a human and grow up in this society, but that is no excuse to let it strip of all the amazing things you have to offer.
Be yourself, be confident.
Love others. Despite what this girl did, what that girl said, that dirty look that she really didn't give you...
Respect boys, 'cause living in this society is hard for them.
There are no exceptions, girls. We are beautiful. We're kids of the King. That makes you worth so much more than you think.

K, I'm done. Just had to get some of that off of my chest. Know that this is not meant to offend anyone.

"I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made.
Your works are wonderful, I know that full well."
Psalm 139:14

Later bro,
Kyls.

Wednesday, June 8, 2011

Rant time. Annnnnd go!

I have a few different things I want to kind of touch base on simply because I either feel convicted by this or am annoyed by this. I apologize for the fact that this is completely selfish and mainly for the purpose of my own sanity, but hey... if this is beneficial to anyone, I've just accidentally done something really cool with my self-expression and my free time.



"No can make you feel inferior without your consent." Eleanor Roosevelt.
100% true, but it's a lot easier said than done, am I right?

Maybe this is just me, but as sweet as compliments are, it's the destructive and hateful comments that I remember. It was that horribly rude girl in seventh grade with words like swords and that malicious boy my sophomore year that have made a bigger impact on me than anything kind that was once said. You know why these things hurt me? Not only because of their harmful nature, but also because I let them. It seems so easy to falter to painful comments and hurtful words, but to dismiss the most sincere compliments. To be honest, I feel like crap when one person says something insulting thing despite the 248023498 people that said something encouraging. And let's be honest, I am not the only person that does that.

We so often allow other people to pull on our heart strings, mess with our heads and make us feel horrid about ourselves. Why though? I don't get it. It's not a matter of being strong... or at least I don't think it is. I hope that's not the case, because I guess I'm a really weak person.

It's so easy to forget our identity in Christ... how He hand-crafted not only your physical appearance, but your soul. You're the handiwork of God. If that doesn't make you beautiful, I don't know what does. It's so hard  to remember that. You know?

But I guess I'll end my selfish rant with this:
You (this is me too!) are beautiful, you are worthy of love, you are worthy of happiness.
You are a child of the Almighty King, He loves you and has good things for you.
Never give up, never cease to have hope.

Later bro,
Kyls.