She dreamt she was a bulldozer...

Today wasn't horrible. I slept in and am, thus, feeling better because of it. Unfortunately it leaves me with no choice but to stay up late tonight studying for a physics quiz and math test tomorrow. That's okay though. I'll be alright. I've a lot of work ahead of me though. I have to do a few more pages of a pysch paper before next week, and a program to complete sometime soon, hopefully. There's a lot on my plate.

I wanted to talk a little bit (and my song is in reference to this) about my views on self-image. We often hear about particularly young women who have eating disorders because they always see themselves as fat, but the problem, I believe, is generally larger then that. I think a lot of people struggle to make themselves into something they view as desireable or positive. In this process, though, they often ignore thier innermost thoughts and feelings. In general, it crushes thier individualistic spirit and they, instead, turn into what they think society wants her or him to be. Some kids choose to go out of thier way to fit into other social groups, and that's fine, but when they realize that they don't quite have the concrete friends they thought they did, they feel betrayed. And sometimes, this view can become downright descructive towards themseleves. People sometimes throw thier own personal happiness to the wind in order to mold themselves into what they think society (society being anything from a social group to a parent or to the opposite sex) wants them to be. I find this abhorent. I wish that people would realize that happiness must be found within themselves, that people should listen to thier hearts and ignore what they think other people want them to be, and instead be themselves.