Open your eyes

 Being happy is a very personal thing—and it really has nothing to do with anyone else . 

 

Currently playing: Open your eyes -  Bea Miller.

 

Ps.  Three "Calista" word count. That makes four.

I gotta make this quick so I can follow through my "schedule" for the day.

What does love and contentment mean to you? Is it hard to live by it everyday? I think it is.

The other day,  I got a little philosophical so I checked what "love" meant.  Yes,  it was that cliche. If you're nice, you'll just call me random. If not... You are probably laughing out loud right now.  "What the heck is wrong with Calista, right?" Not that I mind of. If you have no issue over the topic, I envy you.

 

I don't have to explain what the word means technically. That'll be boring. I think y'all roughly know what it should be.  But poor Calista needs some guidance to what that is.  "Direction to loving yourself book for dummies" or "Love yourself 101" anyone? When I say love, it doesn't always have to be intimacy of any sorts (or anything like that). Its the small simple acts portrayed each day. It can be from anyone, at any place and time.  Woohoo! Humans create magic (not literally).

The process of Calista knowing what that big word means begin here! No actually, it began a couple of days ago. I feel bad for neglecting some values in life.  Man,  how suck-ish it is to not be aware. The power around me was left unused. It simply swirl around me like that is it.

 

Fundamentally, I think the most IMPORTANT thing humans can do is to love themselves. When I say that,  I am not implying pure complacency. Its about feeling contentment as a living being.

When I learn to love myself, I find that more things fell into place. I don't bother whining over or what others have which I don't. I learn to embrace my body,  and of course, my story as a whole. I know that we are all unique creatures. Finding faults in ourselves is the worst way to approach self approval.

 

You know all about that already, don't you? Alright, I will stop emphasising on It.  You are feeling something right now, aren't you? Its probably not your worst day. Come back again when you have it rough.  I bet you won't even bother re-reading it.

 

Typical homo sapiens.

 

Still, continue telling me what Iove is about. I will be a good student. Promise.

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Add ons: probably contradicting myself by being a bit complacent (if that's what you call it). And pardon... Opinionated responses.

I love me for me.
I live as me.
I love my voice.

Tumblr pictures? Why do majority of them capture size 3 or below girls? I think people like me,  or everyone else could be "favorited" many times. I think being plus-size or slightly bulky is beautiful as well.

Materialistic items. It is good to pamper myself once in a while. But why do I feel the same as before after getting it for weeks. Nothing changes. No amount of stuffs could make my happiness last.

I eat what I want to meet my body's needs. There's no perfect diet out there. I shouldn't be restricted at all.

I might be failing in some of my subjects,  but what's there to feel shitty about? Just  learn to move on.

In spite of all these commercials, I would love to end off with: I think I am good enough. /Repeats that to self/.