Oh Romeo.

*Sigh*- Romeo and Juliet. To so many countless teens they are the symbol of true love. They’re going to hate reading this. Everyone is always saying things like, "He's my Romeo!".  I have heard so many people refer to Romeo and Juliet as such an amazing love story. How their "love" is so pure, beautiful, and how everyone wants something that “epic”. People say they strive to be like these two. But here's the thing. It's not love people. Lets be real. It's nothing more than infatuation. Would you like my reasoning? I’ll gladly give it. Romeo, oh Romeo. At the beginning of this so-called "great love story" Romeo "loves" a different girl. Then, as soon as he sees (yes sees, not meets) Juliet, he claims to be in love. Again. Then his mind is instantly changed before he so much as speaks to her. Now, here is where we arrive at the much debated concept of love at first sight. I am telling you, it's a bit ridiculous. I mean, this suggests that love is completely based on physical attraction since all you do is see their outer self. And it’s not even like you're seeing them adopt puppies while feeding the homeless and donating all their old clothes to the poor. That would possibly be a little justified. A little, being the operative phrase. But no, the vast majority of people that claim this occurrence, simply see the person they fall in love with in a normal setting. Now, our couple that is so idolized for their romance, barely get to know each other. Get married. Have sex. And then kill themselves because each one thinks their "true love" is deceased all in a matter of days. How do people not see how ridiculous and impetuous they are? So- forgive me if I think Romeo and Juliet were shallow and naive children. I must be crazy. 

Till then, Morgan Paige :)

It has been ages.

This is terrible. It has been FAR too long. Well, here is what's going on in my head at the moment.

Thinking about my to do list. The one for the rest of my life. Also known as a bucket list. I have only accomplished a few; gotten a passport and used it, tried escargot and caviar, died my hair, gotten 100 subscribers, and am in the process of auditioning for a movie. That is just the very tip of the iceberg. I have so much left in what doesn’t feel like enough time. But I’m going to do it; all of it. Part of me feels that checking things off of my bucket list is selfish, despite the fact that I have thinks like “mentor someone” on the list.  It’s just that I want to live. And I mean really live. After my grandfather passed away even though I was full of grief I remember thinking back on his life and thinking about how wonderfully full and rich it was. He made films, went to wild and elaborate costume parties, was an artist for Disney, joined the military, saved people from an exploding plane, and so much more. He lived. And he was one of the most remarkable people I have ever known. And I aspire to be like him.

Hyrm. Maybe I should post my list on here...

Till then, Morgan Paige :)