Rain, Passivity, Sharks

Dear V
Let me tell you how to not let someone rain on your parade.
1. Focus in yourself for a second. Close your eyes and control your breathing until it slows significantly- now your calmer you won't do anything stupid that you will regret
2. Smile, because the best revenge is not to show weakness. Don't patronize though. That person is like a shark, so treat them like it. If there's blood they can smell it, so make sure none of the blood is yours. Soon they will get bored and find someone else to molester.
3. Passivity is key in this situation. Don't fight the tide but also don't let them walk all over you. You have standards and you have the right to be respected. Like number two it's like a diversion.
4. Tell them "y'all raining on my parade (insert noun)" approaches include sarcasm, aggression or any in between.
5. Be empathetic and try to decipher why they're doing this. It will be a lot easier to let go of what has made you tick. Just like you they're human too. They have problems aswell and everyone should not be so ignorant of this.
P.s If keeping this in mind was helpful for me than maybe it might be the same for you.
Love
Michelle

Update

Dear V

Sorry I've been away. Its Exam season as you know and I find it increasingly difficult to keep up. I need to Write to you more often to clear my head. I want it to be my therapy, you know? Something reflex leads me to.
Same time tomorrow?

Love Michelle

Update, Grandfather, Writing

Dear V

So recently I began to think about uni (not that I haven't already thought about it...) and the only thing I got from that experience was to thoroughly confirm that I don't really know what I want to do in life (well occupation-wise).

It is also becoming clear that I'm ok with that...

It might sound cliche but what senior school has taught me was that nothing should be taken for granted. You go through your junior years watching the seniors who looked so ready for the world, and you tell yourself that there is plenty of time to think about 'after-school.' In retrospect there is never enough time to think about these kind of things; there is no testing the waters, just some idiot that pushed you fully-clothed into the water. No one ever is prepared for life. I hope I'm making sense... (I don't even know who I'm talking to). As my Grandfather would say; "Its safe as life!" Life is dangerous that ironic bastard had told me so throughout my childhood (cute little pic with my sis and him attached).
I think I might write. I don't know what though. I was watching 'Stuck in Love' the other day and it was a firm advocated for 'experience.' To transcend the comfort zone to really experience life. That is what a writer needs. I think I'm too taken by this idea but I have tried to be more worldly. More open to everything and everyone. I even went on a date (definitely an extreme).

I want to be worldly. Then again I have a habit of being too ambitious. 

On a lighter note, I think I might get back into blogging. Otherwise I'm just thrashing around on the internet aimlessly.

P.s Don't sweat the small stuff, they're usually not worth it

Love always,
Michelle