Which one is true: People change, or do they always stay the same?

Obviously we change, develop from a baby to someone with hobbies and dislikes, preferences, and experience. Then again we sometimes develop habits that will never leave us, maybe this means we cheat, or like to have everything perfectly in order. Which on is true?

Can they both be true, applying to different circumstances or even different people all together?

I think everyone is so different in so many ways (obviously you know this too) but what differences really define us as an individual?

Example: I am a writer, she is a dancer.

In this situation our hobbies define us.

Example: He has cancer, she has been in remission for six years.

Does the condition define them, or life and death?

Example: Mom likes to drink, Dad likes to smoke.

Both can kill you, what’s the different?

I could go on and on for days with all the things that make me different from you, but at what point do you distinguish me as someone not in your circle? What makes someone really enjoy your company?

The question I suppose I really want to know the answer to is why does it matter?

Example: I like to write, and my sister likes to dance.

Different hobbies, same blood.

Example: They met during treatment, she is still fighting for him.


Example: They picked up bad habits after the unthinkable happened to them.

We are all different, and for our own reasons, so what makes it okay for you to judge someone else for dealing with their life the way that makes sense to them? This life is so complicated because of the countless things that can happen right before your eyes, good or bad. We cannot sit by and continue to judge our fellow humans, instead we need to know when to help, how to address a situation, how to sit before someone and just be there with an open mind.

We are constantly finding reasons to dislike people, and I cannot figure out why. It isn’t more fun, it’s sad that people have become so cliche in such an inhumane way.

That we have to drill it into peoples heads to be nice, because it isn’t the natural way of things anymore. Reminders or happiness and hope are being spread by few to the many who have forgotten. When will we be kind? When will you smile?


Happy Anniversary!

Three years ago, I wrote silly nonsense. To show you how much I’ve changed as a person, and as a writer I have decided to take something I wrote in a personal journal and change it into something meaningful.

This light was so much brighter, yet it never felt as bright as the others in fact it didn’t feel bright at all. Even though this light was the brightest, it only looked as average as all those other lights which made this light seem like everyone else. This light never realized how special it was, and in the end burned out without knowing what it was like to shine. 

This is one of my favorite little scribbles, ya know, the random ones you find in the top corner of a page in your favorite journal. 

For me, looking back on this means so much to me, and reading it after I wrote this two years ago it means more than it did then. This would be my rendition of the original work.

Every day you see simple things. A light bulb in a pretty lamp, so simple, right? Wrong, that bulb, produces light. Providing something we all take for granted, that light bulb started out as a simple ‘what if’ and became someones success. We are all light bulbs, each of us starts out as a simple ‘what if’, and some of us burn out, some of us shine naturally. But what about the people who don’t feel like anything much? We see so many people who believe they are better than us, then there are the people who are better than us. I feel like just a simple light bulb, one that shines just as bright as everyone else. I walk through this life, doing what I’m told, doing what I need to do, but there is more to me. I am big, I am powerful, I started off as a ‘what if’ and I’ve overcome the odds. I’ve flourished where I could have perished. I shine so bright, yet I feel so simple. I want to know what it feels like to shine so bright, yet instead my glass has been cracked, my wires fried. I live this life, not knowing what it’s like to shine. 


Happy Anniversary, and thank you to everyone who has read my work, and encouraged me as a writer, and a person. 

A New Look

Let’s be frank for just one moment.

I am one hell of a writer.

I think it’s about time I open the door for everyone to see the intensity of my passion. To feel the feelings of my characters. To say, Hey! Ever read the blog Mindless Monsters?

And for my regular readers, yes, you read it correctly.

I have officially changed the look and of course, the name, of my blog.

I’ve decided to take this blog in a direction I never thought I was capable of.

But I am more than capable.

Short stories, poems, letters, deep abstract tangents about everything.

This blog is no longer my “personal journal”

It’s now my stories, shared with you. 

So Maybe I Lied

Zen Peter Lik

I know I said I would wait until next Monday to update this lovely little blog, but I just couldn’t stay away.

For about a year I’ve been following a wonderful blog that belongs to a wonderful woman. Some of her posts have made me laugh, and some I cried. Today I had the pleasure to be a guest blogger on her blog (the latest post is from me). What I wrote about was when I was sick as a sophomore in high school, and when I wrote it it was hard, it’s not something I enjoyed talking about for a long time because it made me feel like I was weak.

Since that horrific event I’ve come out a much stronger person, I don’t have a problem talking about what happened to me. Instead I find it refreshing to show people that something shitty did happen to me, but luckily I’m back on my feet and making the most of my life. I still get scared that I will wake up tomorrow and not be able to feel my legs, but I don’t let it hold me back. I smile and remember that I’m a survivor.

Life throws obstacles at us, if we never had to face hardships, or power through something we wouldn’t be unique. We would all be boring, weak, souls. But you and me are so much more than weak souls. I know that sometimes it’s easier to see the bad in things, (trust me I’ve been through a lot of dark times for only being 18 years old) but if you just try a little harder to see the positive in things it makes life so much easier.

We could all have so much hate in our hearts because it’s easier to hate than to forgive and move on. After three awesome and fun years, I just recently went through my first major break-up (and believe me it was not a pretty break-up). I was pretty sure I hated him, I was mad all the time, and let his hurtful words and actions bring me down. It’s been about a month since we broke up and I forgive him, he may not think he did anything that requires forgiveness but I don’t really care about what he thinks anymore. I felt that it was too much energy to be mad about what happened, we broke up, it happens. I miss him as a friend, but it’s for the best and I’m moving on. I don’t need to hate him, or pretend like he wasn’t a part of my life because he was, but I don’t have to hate him. Maybe we’ll be friends again in the future, but if we’re not I’ll still sleep okay at night. I’m finally living my life and discovering who I am, and I’m discovering that I love who I am, and I don’t need anyone else to love me for me.

Maybe you’re angry at someone, maybe the cashier at Pick N’ Save pissed you off, maybe your kids have been giving you a hard time. Just remember you’re fortunate to have money to afford your groceries, and that you’re kids are healthy enough to give you a hard time now and then (and sometimes it’s okay for you to give them a hard time back.) So I challenge you to look for the positive things in life, instead of picking out all the bad.

Have a super awesome week,



It’s That Time!

So this is the post where like everyone else, I’m to talk about how 2011 was dreadful or amazing and how I will improve in 2012. This is the post where I wish everyone a happy new year and give them ideas for resolutions or talk about my plans.

Well I don’t like doing what’s expected.

Today one year ago, a very good (well at the time) friend of mine told me our resolution should be to start a blog and use it for the whole year. His resolution lasted about three days, mine however lasted 365 days. Thanks to him I’ve created this blog and I’ve fallen in love with the art of blogging. So today is I guess the birthday of the idea of my blog. I started a blog on blogspot (ew) and then I converted to WordPress. So I’d just like to thank that person who helped me come up with the idea and I hope you’re doing just fine.

As for the rest of you, I don’t have much today, being that it is New Years and I have things to do! So Happy 2011 and I’ll be back next year!

This One is for You

This blog post is completely fiction, but I hope it helps you.

My name is Steven, I’m 14 years old and I hate my parents. I hate my parents because I never get what I want. Last week I asked if I could stay at my friend’s house until 8 and my mom said no and picked me up at 7! I told my parents I wanted a pot roast for dinner and my mom said “That takes too long, I’m just going to make home-made pizza for dinner tonight.” My life is so unfair, sometimes I wish I was never born.

My name is Lia and I’m 17, I was raped and I got pregnant. My parents don’t believe me. I’m not 4 months pregnant, homeless, and scared. I asked my boyfriend if I could stay with him for a while, but he thinks I cheated on him and am now pregnant with someone else’s child. I don’t go to school anymore because I’m ashamed of myself. I know that being raped wasn’t my fault, but why doesn’t anyone else think so either?

My name is Kat and 16.  I’m a straight A student, President of the Senior Class, Aspiring Lawyer, and my parents pride and joy. Everyone likes me and wants to be my friend. My life seems perfect but there’s just one thing: I’m a lesbian. I feel like I can’t tell anyone because everyone will hate me and all my hard work will mean nothing. I feel like I’m not living because I’m not being who I really am.

My name is Zack and I’m 22. I have a wife, 2 kids and 1 dog. I make enough money to keep my family happy and I love my job. It’s taken years to get to this point but I’m glad I finally made it. I couldn’t be happier with my life right now.

My name is Mandy and I’m 91, I’ve lived my life and I’ve watched my kids grow up, it’s been a rough life, but it was all worth it. I’m old, and I can’t do much, but I’m happy with what I’ve done with my life. I’ve changed lives, and inspired many people. In this very moment almost everything is perfect, the one thing missing is my husband Mac, he died 1 year ago and boy do I miss him. His love was what made my world go round. Now that he’s gone.. well… life just isn’t the same anymore.


Everyone’s story is different, what’s yours?




Thanksgiving is Important

Thanksgiving (in my opinion) doesn’t get the attention and appreciation it deserves. My only wonder is why the heck not? What’s so wrong with one holiday where all your family gets together, or contributes to the community, eats wonderful food, catches up on how everyone is doing and is just thankful for everything they have in that moment?

Is it because no one is getting gifts? Or because no one is picking secrets Santas in hopes that they get those fuzzy slippers they saw at the mall, or baking Christmas cookies for Santa to eat in the middle of the night?

I personally love Thanksgiving, I think it’s one of the best Holidays because the only expectation is you show up (and bring your dish maybe) and enjoy the food, and the family or friends and to just be thankful for everything you have. There’s nothing more to it whereas Christmas you have to go out and buy a ton of gifts and decorate the front lawn with lights and blow up snow men, you have to send out your Christmas cards.

And that’s not even what Christmas is about! The definition of Christmas is this: A Christian feast commemorating the birth of Jesus. That doesn’t mean all the things people are doing these days. Christmas today is nothing other than another commercialized holiday unfortunately. I don’t practice religion but if there’s a holiday around for a purpose other than buying things people don’t need then that  should still be remembered and acknowledged at least.

So maybe this year we can all try something a little new (if we don’t already) and remember what the purpose of Christmas really is. And when next year comes around give Thanksgiving the appreciation it deserves.