Tuesday, July 6, 2010

Grey's Anatomy

There's something to be said about a glass half full. About knowing when to say when. I think it's a floating line. A barometer of need and desire. It's entirely up to the individual. And depends on what's being poured. Sometimes all we want is a taste. Other times there's no such thing as enough, the glass is bottomless. And all we want, is more.

Dr. Meredith Grey: Maybe we're not supposed to be happy. Maybe gratitude has nothing to do with joy. Maybe being grateful means recognizing what you have for what it is. Appreciating small victories. Admiring the struggle it takes to simply be human. Maybe, we're thankful for the familiar things we know. And maybe we're thankful for the things we'll never know. At the end of the day, the fact that we have the courage to still be standing is reason enough to celebrate.

Sometimes the past is something you just can't let go of. And sometimes the past is something we'll do anything to forget. And sometimes we learn something new about the past that changes everything we know about the present. 

Izzie: "You can't blame yourself. Some people are just broken. I guess you just try not to care too much and you can't be disappointed."

We deny that we're tired, we deny that we're scared, we deny how badly we want to succeed. And most importantly, we deny that we're in denial. We only see what we want to see and believe what we want to believe, and it works. We lie to ourselves so much that after a while the lies start to seem like the truth. We deny so much that we can't recognize the truth right in front of our faces. 

For a kiss to be really good, you want it to mean something. You want it to be with someone you can't get out of your head, so that when your lips finally touch you feel it everywhere. A kiss so hot and so deep you never want to come up for air. You can't cheat your first kiss. Trust me, you don't want to. Cause when you find that right person for a first kiss, it's everything.

You don't get to call me a whore. When I met you, I thought I had found
the person that I was going to spend the rest of my life with. I was done.
So all the boys and all the parties and all the obvious family issues, who
cared, because I was done. You left me. I'm all glued back together now. I
make no apologies for how I chose to repair what you broke. You don't get
to call me a whore.

There are times when even the best of us have trouble with commitment,
and we may be surprised at the commitments we're willing to let slip out
of our grasp. Commitments are complicated. We may surprise ourselves by
the commitments we're willing to make. True commitment takes effort
and sacrifice. Which is why sometimes, we have to learn the hard way, to
choose our commitments very carefully.

At the end of the day, faith is a funny thing. It turns up when you
least expect it. It's like one day you realize that the fairy tale may
be slightly different than you dreamed. The castle, well may not be a
castle. And it's not so important that it's happy ever after, just that
it's happy right now. See, once in awhile, once in a blue moon, people will
suprise you. And once in awhile, people may even take your breath away.

You knew what you wanted. You stuck to your guns. You proved that if you
want something bad enough, if you're determined enough, if you're patient
enough, eventually it will happen. And that gives me hope.

If you want crappy things to stop happening to you,
then stop accepting crap and demand something more.

Stop planning your life & let it plan itself. Quit trying to find the perfect boy & let him find you. If you don`t want drama, then don`t talk shit. Things are only as complicated as you make them.

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