Imagine Jughead Being There When You Open Your College Acceptance Letter
You threw yourself into the seat across from Jughead, your whole body practically buzzing with excitement. Jughead looked up from his laptop with a raised eyebrow.
“It came.” You spoke nervously, slapping a white envelope down on the table and sliding it across.
Jughead stared at you expectantly, “And?”
“And I can’t open it.” You bit your lip.
Jughead rolled his eyes but didn’t even try and argue. He grabbed the envelope up off the table. You could feel your heart beat accelerate when he dug his finger under the flap and began to tear it away. He stopped half way and looked up at you unsure. “Are you sure you don’t want to open it?”
You pondered that for a moment but quickly shook your head. You trusted Jughead.
He pulled out the white paper folded inside and with one quick look to you read over the words carefully.
Your heart beat in your ears as a million thoughts ran through your head. Jughead read it over once, then twice, then smiled up at you with a 1000 watt smile that gave you two reasons for your heart to stop.
Disclaimer: this post is not going to be grammatically correct, well written, or deep in any way. It may even be happy. I know, Tumblr, I know. Happiness is not allowed. WELL SUCK IT. Wow. Guys. I don’t know how to tell you, but it’s just beautiful. Beautiful enough to type about in more than a sentence. I’m so grateful to God for my friends and my family. Okay, I don’t think that really conveys it.
MY MOM IS AWESOME. I can joke around with her and talk with her as if she’s my best friend. Yeah, we go at it sometimes and she drives me up the wall, but I really do adore her. She’s so great and I never ever ever want to take her for granted. She’s amazing. MY FRIENDS ARE AWESOME. I think I may have better friends than most people do, or I might just be completely naive basically at every moment of every day, but I think they are some of the most wonderful people on Earth. Honestly, I love them all to bits and pieces and I wish I could express how much I love them all and make them believe it. They are so kind to me, I don’t even deserve it. FLIRTING IS AWESOME. This sounds so bad. I know. But I just love flirting. Especially with my ex. We were on very rocky terms at the beginning, and I refused to encourage his feelings in any way, and we almost lost our friendship. I think due to mainly strength on his part, we pulled through. He started flirting with me again recently, and man, it’s just nice. It’s even better because cocky flirting is now okay, because you know the power you used to be able to hold and drive them wild with. (insert smirk here) MY GOD IS AWESOME. I couldn’t leave Him out! He’s blessed me with so much. A healthy body, great friends, great family, great life, easy life… I have so much to be thankful for. When my biggest complaint is chapped lips at any given moment of my life, I have a crapload to be grateful for. HAVING THE HOUSE TO MYSELF IS AWESOME. I can’t wait until I can get on my own. I needed this recharge time. The time to crank up the music, clean, dance, yell, be crazy. Not have to worry about tiptoeing around my father. Not worrying about waking up my mother. Just the music and I.
An iffy… What the random!? She just started texting me again. We haven’t talked in, what, two months? I know we used to be best friends, and I don’t know why, but it just hurts to talk to her. Kendra, I love you, or at least, I used to. I don’t know why I’m so bitter towards you, but I am and that sucks for us both. I can’t be friends under these conditions. We need to fix this STAT, or I never want to talk to you again- not because you’re terrible, but because seeing your name on my phone makes me just so hopeless and I want to cry. We used to be such good friends. Honestly. What happened? Life. Life happened. But God gave me great friends to get over it. You know what? NO. NO. I WILL NOT GIVE UP ON YOU. The Spice Girls on Pandora are currently informing me that “Friendship never ends”, and they’re right. I’ll be here as long as you need me or want me, girl. I will.
A blind boy sat on the steps of a building with a hat by his feet. He held up a sign which said: “I am blind, please help.” There were only a few coins in the hat.
A man was walking by. He took a few coins from his pocket and dropped them into the hat. He then took the sign, turned it around and wrote some words. He put the sign back so that everyone who walked by would see the new words.
Soon the hat began to fill up. A lot more people were giving money to the blind boy.
That afternoon the man who had changed the sign came to see how things were. The boy recognized his footsteps and asked, “Were you the one who changed my sign this morning? What did you write?”
The man said, “I only wrote the truth. I said what you said but in a different way.”
What he had written was: “Today is a beautiful day and I cannot see it.”
Do you think the first sign and the second sign were saying the same thing?
Of course both signs told people the boy was blind. But the first sign simply said the boy was blind. The second sign told people they were so lucky that they were not blind.
Should we be surprised that the second sign was more effective?
Moral of the Story:
Be thankful for what you have. Be creative. Be innovative. Think differently and positively.
Invite others towards good with wisdom. Live life with no excuse and love with no regrets.
When life gives you a 100 reasons to cry, show life that you have 1000 reasons to smile. Face your past without regret. Handle your present with confidence. Prepare for the future without fear. Keep the faith and drop the fear.