My Tattoo

So, I'm working on getting my first tattoo (fair warning, this will not be an incredibly deep or thought-provoking post). I really want it now, but I want it to be perfect!!
It's an incredibly meaningful tattoo to me; I'm working towards being a librarian and have always loved books and music more than anything. The tattoo I want is a small and simple looking black-ink book on the inside of my heel. Simple, but parallel lines are difficult in tattoos and I want it to be absolutely perfect. Shortly after I get this one, I have plans to get another one... I want a quote about my other love, music, in script somewhere on my body, possibly my back or side. The quote is "Music is a moral law. It gives Soul to the universe, Wings to the mind, Flight to the imagination, and Charm and Gaiety to life and to everything" by Plato. It sums up everything I feel about music but have never been able to put into words. I want it in black ink with dark blue highlight.
Alot of people are opposed to tattoos, which is unfortunate. It will be on my body forever, but I would never even entertain the idea if that wasn't something I could accept. Tattoos have the capability to express things that are words can't with a simple image. No one would wonder why I would choose to be a librarian, because my passion is tattooed in permanence on my ankle. These are things I know will never change, my love for music and books. It's only fitting that they should follow me to the death.

Thinking

I don't think that people think about the impact they have on other people's lives. Every action towards another person could have a huge or a tiny impact but we never really think about what those could be. The other day, I had a customer come in ordering drinks for her son's 8th birthday, her son who was with her. She ordered 5 drinks, 4 went in a carrier, and the little boy got to carry his own drink; it was just how the numbers worked out. Before I gave him his drink, I took my sharpie and wrote "Happy Birthday" along with some balloons on his cup. The look on his face as he read the side of his smoothie stayed with me through the entire day, and I can't help but think that 20 years from now, he's going to look back to his 8th birthday and remember the lady who wrote on the side of his smoothie cup in happiness. We always remember those little things, the random little actions that happen throughout the day but I don't think we realize that other people have them to, and that other people could have them about us (good or bad). A seemingly insignificant phrase could mean nothing to one person, but said to another could bring back unbearable memories.
I watched some snippets of a documentary on 'real-life' super heroes today on TV. Not like firemen or police officers. Legitimate people in masks, capes and spandex. These people do what they think are extraordinary acts of kindness when in reality, these are things that everyone should do, as decent human beings. Being a good person isn't super, it doesn't take that much effort, and doesn't require a mask! You should be proud to do things like volunteer to help the homeless, not let a business owner harass a customer, not let someone get mugged. It is not too much to ask people to be good human beings, but these superheroes make it seem like you have to hide who you are and make a huge deal out of it. It is sad that we live in a world where being a decent human being makes you extraordinary or 'something special'. Humanity should be a normal thing. Instead, it should be cruelty or evilness that makes someone stand out, because it is so off kilter from the rest of the world. You never know what affect a smile, a greeting, or a help across a parking lot can have. Think about it next time you say "I want..." instead "Can I please have..."
Think about it the next time you see someone straining to reach for something but rush by because you don't want to deal with it.
Think about it all the time, everyday, with every action you make. Think about the impact you could be having on someone else's life. Let your smiles reach your eyes. Make eye contact and say Hi. Let someone be nice to you, especially if it's their job. You're just making their life harder by being a pain in the ass. Be nice to someone, even if they're being a pain in the ass. You're just sinking to their level by reacting in the same way. If nothing else, be a good person for you, not for other people. It will make you more successful and make you a healthier and happier person. I do both. When the people around me are happy, I tend to be happier. When I am good and full of goodwill and good thoughts, I feel good. My stomach isn't upset, my head doesn't hurt, and I smile. Alot. Smiling makes everything better. I truly believe that simple eye contact and smiles are the key to two people connecting in an amazing way. It isn't facts about each other, it isn't physical chemistry. It is an intent to do good and to be interested and listen. It is as simple as thinking about the potential impact you may have on someone else's life, and thinking about the fact that if you don't do things in a way that make you a good person to you, you may regret it for the rest of your life.
Think about other people's feelings. It will make you more conscious of your own.

Numero Uno

So, here goes. I decided to start my own blog. I started one with my ex but we never kept it up so I think I need to do one on my own. I figure I have thoughts, maybe if I wrote them down someone else might get amusement or use of them. Besides that, I don't always have a way to just talk about the things I like to talk about it. It's like talking to someone that almost never talks back. That being said, I do like comments and feel free to message me with questions, comments, and whatever else you want. I do like it when someone talks back. It's more like a conversation that way.
Here is the basic information you need to know about me: Despite the male-like name, I am a woman. I grew up on Whidbey Island, and graduated Coupeville High Class of 2010. I now attend Western Washington University. I like to read, write, dance, sing, work out, and generally do what makes me feel happy and good as a person. I also like to give advice and talk to people.
Here is the more extensive information you get to know about me: ~Someday, I will be a librarian. Someday after that, I will own my own bookstore, which will be called "The Knotty Librarian" ~I can East Coast swing, Lindy Hop, Blues, Salsa, Cha Cha, Bachata, Argentine Tango, and do general choreo etc. Simply said, I like to dance, and do so alot. ~I compete in Scottish Heavyweight Athletics. And before you ask, yes I do all the events. And yes, I do throw the telephone pole, or I try my hardest to at least. ~I've played the clarinet for over 7 years. ~ I also sing. And pretty damn well, I have been told.
I love puppies (even when they're grown up, they're still 'puppies)... emotional music that I can relate to... beautiful handwriting... pink when it's that dusty antique color... the plunging feeling you get in your stomach when you go downhill... the same feeling you get when you get the kiss you've been waiting for... giving advice but not always following it... paperback romances, or as I call them, smut... I love men in kilts, rainy days, and the smell of basil. I have a weakness for high heels, good makeup and flirting... for the beginning of a romance, and genuine smiles from genuine people.
I also tend to call people 'hun'. Don't be offended, it's meant as an endearment. Hopefully I will write in this blog frequently enough to get people to read it. If not, at least my thoughts are going somewhere... Happy reading :) Love, Jordan