` Kina Grannis - Stay Just a Little Would you stay just a little, my love?
Would you sway just a little my love?
Because the hole in the middle of my heart needs filling up
If you stay just a little, that's enough.
` I love making plans, being a part of somebody else's plans, or making plans.. together. And I'm not just talking about a hey-let's-go-to-the-movies type of plan. I'm talking about any sort of plan. Future plans, money plans, school plans, plans with friends, etc. Either way, I love anything you can think about and plan that in the end it's going to make you happy. It gets me pumped up, excited.. giddy. I wait for that day to receive my reward, my day of relaxation, my prize after a long week of stress. I get hyped up and I see the road of success and fun! I love that feeling when you feel like the world is just happy to have you be a part of it. It's like some invisible person sends in boxes of contagious happy pills and four leaf clovers that fill up a room you just so happen to be in. Then you go and ruin it by saying those magical words out loud or in your head, "This is perfect!" or, "Nothing could get better than this!" or of my personal favorites, "I LOVE MY LIFE!"
` I hate it when I get all worked up and excited to be disappointed at the end. My hopes fly up to the sky, but with one tiny bolt of lightning, they all shatter to the ground with no effort of being back up with the clouds. It's stupid how people can have rows of luck and happiness coming their way, but when one LITTLE thing goes wrong as small as a pea, all that luck and happiness is gone. It's not fair. It's never fair. Cause I feel stupid. I feel tricked. Like the whole time I was biting onto a yummy piece of worm that was only there so I could be pulled on by a string. And that string happens to fling me into the air as soon as I get a taste of that sweet, sweet, perfect goodness. *breathe* BUT HEY, that's life. Nine outta ten I'm going to feel that way. Sometimes it's not even a big deal. I get this huge fit, and I make everything seem terribly awful and 500 times worse than it actually is. But if you're lucky, they might just throw you back into the ocean until you run into the same problem again. Who knows! Most of the time I just overreact cause I'm just selfish. Selfish because I was only excited to eat that worm by myself without sharing it with anyone else. Or I'm just a drama mama. I freak out cause I think that worm is connected to a fishing line until I realize the worm is floating above shore, not dangling by some string. Those are the times I question myself, and instead of taking a chance, I go to a different worm. Yeah, the bad worm. Although, there are those occasions when it is something I should to get worked up about, be selfish of, and act at least a little dramatic. Yeah, that's not the point. Point is, we all get disappointed. Whether it's a big deal or not, it happens. But is that really the end? No.
THEN.. I put a smile on, think on the brighter side of things, take a deep breath, and relax. I start realizing the happiness that got rejected by disappointment was not how it 'ended'. If that were the case, I'd still be disappointed.
Uh Oh. Watch your step!
` I hate it when I get all worked up and excited to be disappointed at the end. My hopes fly up to the sky, but with one tiny bolt of lightning, they all shatter to the ground with no effort of being back up with the clouds. It's stupid how people can have rows of luck and happiness coming their way, but when one LITTLE thing goes wrong as small as a pea, all that luck and happiness is gone. It's not fair. It's never fair. Cause I feel stupid. I feel tricked. Like the whole time I was biting onto a yummy piece of worm that was only there so I could be pulled on by a string. And that string happens to fling me into the air as soon as I get a taste of that sweet, sweet, perfect goodness. *breathe* BUT HEY, that's life. Nine outta ten I'm going to feel that way. Sometimes it's not even a big deal. I get this huge fit, and I make everything seem terribly awful and 500 times worse than it actually is. But if you're lucky, they might just throw you back into the ocean until you run into the same problem again. Who knows! Most of the time I just overreact cause I'm just selfish. Selfish because I was only excited to eat that worm by myself without sharing it with anyone else. Or I'm just a drama mama. I freak out cause I think that worm is connected to a fishing line until I realize the worm is floating above shore, not dangling by some string. Those are the times I question myself, and instead of taking a chance, I go to a different worm. Yeah, the bad worm. Although, there are those occasions when it is something I should to get worked up about, be selfish of, and act at least a little dramatic. Yeah, that's not the point. Point is, we all get disappointed. Whether it's a big deal or not, it happens. But is that really the end? No.
THEN.. I put a smile on, think on the brighter side of things, take a deep breath, and relax. I start realizing the happiness that got rejected by disappointment was not how it 'ended'. If that were the case, I'd still be disappointed.
` Be optimistic. Be happily ever after. That's all there is to it.
That's the end.
Would you stay just a little, my love?
Would you sway just a little my love?
Because the hole in the middle of my heart needs filling up
If you stay just a little, that's enough.
All for smiles,
Little Dolly
Little Dolly
i love you baby
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