You and I are Only One Grain of Sand on Malibu beach

You and I are Only One Grain of Sand on Malibu beach

Life is crazy.

Despite the fact that there are billions upon billions of individuals upon this earth, somehow, we pursue the belief that ours matters.

Think about that.

You and I are just small beings on this planet, a grain of sand on Malibu beach. Not even that. One song in all the songs out there. One letter on the pages of the great and legendary Harry Potter series.

According to the laws of mathematics, and the fact that the limit of a small number over infinity is zero, you and I mean nothing. We mean a number that has infinitely no end in a world with an infinite amount of people.

And thinking of not just those alive and breathing H2O right now at this instant, we have to consider those beings who once breathed H2O and then didn’t. Those such as Abe Lincoln who are gone. Who walked this planet at one point, but no longer do. We have to consider those beings that may or may not be in another universe.

Why should we care about our own lives when there are so many more lives out there? Why should we care that ours is crazy?

Why should we care that we, who are only a grain of sand, stand out? That’s impossible. A grain of sand simply can’t be noticed when surrounded by the infinite number of other grains of sand that are either sitting out on the beach, frying in the sun or lost deep under the waves of life.

Why should we even try?
Ashlyn Taylour

How Many of my Summer Goals were Accomplished?

How Many of my Summer Goals were Accomplished?

Exactly three months ago, I wrote a post title Plans for the Summer. It had ten things on it I hoped to accomplish over the summer. I am writing to you today because my summer is officially over. I started school yesterday and so, as promised, here’s how many of my goals I actually met. (I’ve put the ten goals in italics.)

1. Earn over $2k and put most of it in savings ✖

So guys, all the money I earned over the summer, I put in an envelope, and just wait here for a moment while I go count it up. I’m doubting it’s over 2k but we’ll see.

I’m back. Drumroll please! Okay, so I made around $1800 over the summer. While I didn’t reach my goal *sad face* that’s a pretty decent amount if you think about it. Because I was gone for half the summer. Literally, I was only home for six weeks. I’d go for $300 a week, $40 a day anytime.

2. Write my college essay and perfect it

Ha. . . ha. . . Sike. I didn’t actually do this. Whoops…

3. Learn a cool talent

Okay, yes, if you remember, I wrote that I’d like to learn to baton or a backflip or ambidexturity. And guess what? I’m pretty good at twirling a metal bar around my fingers. Yes, ladies and gentlemen, I can baton.

4. Attend a pre-college program

Smith college was a great experience. I was a bit disappointed with my classes but the people I met there were amazing. My roommate was from Pakistan and it was so cool to hear about the different cultures. Smith made me realize that there’s actually some good poetry out there and it gave me an appreciation for a different type of writing: screenwriting. Did I mention I wrote a movie? Anybody personally know Josh Hutcherson so he can act in it?

5. Volunteer

I’ve volunteered with my church a handful of times this summer and I went to a summer camp for a week where I was on the media team. The camp was a great experience and I’m definitely going back next year, hopefully for two weeks or ever more. I had to constantly step out of my comfort zone as I was the main photographer and I had to ask kids and their counselors to pose for pictures. I had to talk to people and joke with them so they’d show their real smile. It was undoubtedly hard but so worth it.

6. Keep up this blog

I did this a lot better at the beginning of summer. I published a new post every day of June which I’m mighty proud of if I do say so myself. I wrote 42 blog posts in 62 days. Wow.

7. Finish a novel

I told you guys I’d finish “The Day Hope was Murdered” by the end of summer but plot twist, I came up with this idea for a new book called “The Story of the Moon and the Sun” while I was at Smith. I tried so hard to finish it on Sunday but life got in the way and I’m literally so close to finishing it. Nonetheless, I still failed this goal.

8. Keep playing guitar and piano

I don’t know what’s wrong with me, but despite my hopes and dreams of getting better, I only played once or twice a week at most.

9. Narrow down my college list

Interpretation of this goal may differ from person to person. I now have a list of all the colleges I’m applying to. HOWEVER, this list has at least ten colleges on it. Most of them I don’t even know much about. The reason for this being that most of them I got a waived application fee for because I’m a National Merit Scholar. Yay me! I might as well apply if I can do so free of charge. So it’s not really that narrow but here are the colleges at the top of that list: Smith College, Taylor University, Cedarville University, College of Wooster, and Scripps College.

10. Expand my vocabulary

I told you guys I’d memorize two words a day but I don’t think I even did that for one day. I’m so disappointed in myself and my laziness.

SO, those were my goals for the summer. I really liked that I wrote all these out for you guys because in a way, it held me more accountable (at least to some of them). I only accomplished 5 out of the 10 but eh, without writing them all out, I probably wouldn’t have even accomplished half of that much.

Now maybe I’ll write a post with plans for the school year… We’ll see.
Ashlyn Taylour

Wishing for a Time-Machine

Wishing for a Time-Machine


We’ve all wished that we could go back in time. Re-do a moment that we feel we could’ve handled better.

I’ve found myself wishing for this so many times. I had a chance to do something that I didn’t take. I messed up. I lied and got in huge trouble. I went into that poison ivy. I didn’t cherish the moment and make the most of it.

For whatever reason it is, we all make misteaks. Every day in fact. We all have regrets. If you can honestly say that you’ve never regretted anything in your life, then congratulations! You’ve lived a perfect life.

But if you think about it, you should be thankful for your regrets. Just as you should be thankful for your misteaks. Why? It’s because they teach you. They teach you how you messed up, where you went wrong, and you’ve learned not to put yourself in the same situation again.

So no matter how many times you want to go back in time, look back on your past and realize that you wouldn’t be that same person you are today if it weren’t for those misteaks, if it weren’t for those regrets.
Ashlyn Taylour

A Letter to You

A Letter to You

Dear Reader,

I am writing this letter to you to remind you of who you really are. That you are you and not anyone else. That you’re young and have many years ahead of you. What you do with this time God has granted to you is ultimately your decision. You can waste it away getting in trouble, frowning, and ignoring people. Or you can waste it away being happy, happy with who you are, with where you’re going, and happy with who you hang out with. It’s your choice. In this letter, I have quite a few suggestions on how to live your life, a few reminders, and a few words of encouragement. Whether you heed it or not is again, your choice.

First off, don’t forget that life is short. While you have thousands and thousands of days ahead of you, these days go by fast. It’s as if you’re a car on a highway and you’re destination is determined by what you do when you’re on this road. Will you continue in one straight line? Or will you deviate from the path? I dare you to be different. To not be some identical twin and morph into what society determines you to be, or rather, who society determines you to be. There’s billions and billions of people who have been down this road, and still many who have yet to go down it. Out of all of these people, you’re just one of them. You may seem insignificant at times, but that doesn’t mean you are. If every one of these billions of people gave up and didn’t try, everything would be a mess. You can impact the people around you by daring to be different. You won’t meet everyone in the world, but it’s essential that you treat those you do meet with kindness. Be an example.

Second, make the most of your short life. This doesn’t mean you should try to visit every place on the planet or be filthy rich. I can promise you that material possessions will not bring you happiness. No matter how many things you accumulate over the years, they will never bring you satisfaction. What I mean when I say make the most of your life, is that you should hold back. Step out of your comfort zone once in a while, no matter how uncomfortable it may be. Build relationships with people. I believe that the only way to long-lasting happiness and satisfaction is through a relationship with God. While relationships with people, friendly or otherwise will bring happiness, there will always be that feeling that something is missing if you don’t have God as one of these relationships. That feeling that you need something more.

Third and most important, is be yourself. Or in the words of Sadie Robertson, live original. I can guarantee you that society will tell you who you should be. Don’t listen to society. Don’t be afraid of what people think. I have found that if someone is stunningly gorgeous and yet, incredibly rude, she is in fact the most lonely of them all. It’s okay to only have a few good friends. And also, don’t be afraid to trust people. Don’t put up so many walls that they’re impossible to break down.

That’s all I have for you at this time. Write me back and let me know if this helped at all. Who knows? Maybe our exchanges of letters will become a regular occurence.

With love,

Being Negative can Sometimes be Good

Being Negative can Sometimes be Good

Depending on a person’s point of view, being negative can be both a good and a bad thing. Exactly how is this possible? Shouldn’t people be positive? Happy? Uplifting? Of course, they should. But being negative can sometimes be a good thing and here’s why.

First, let’s take an example of when being negative is a bad thing. Say you and your friends have a massive fight. Screaming, and eventually you stop talking. Cut communications. At this point, you’ve procrastinated big time on your assignments due in school and your grades are slipping. Your annual cheer meet is coming up and you’re the captain. However, your demeanor is negative because of you and your friend’s ‘breakup.’ At the cheer meet, you don’t give a full effort and don’t smile.. once. You just emit negativity. In the end, your team loses the cheer meet and that just magnifies your negativity.

Now, an example of when being negative is a good thing. Let’s suppose you and someone of the opposite gender participate in fornication and there’s a minuscule chance you may be pregnant. If this were to be the case, your whole future of attending an Ivy League college and going to graduate school would be sacrificed. Plus there’s a chance you wouldn’t be able to do the annual cheer meet. You go to Walgreens and purchase a test. You’re desperately hoping the result of this test will NOT be positive. You take the test and alas, it’s a negative result! The future you’ve always dreamed of is still intact. In this case, being negative is a good thing.

Both of these scenarios lead to the question: should I be positive or negative then? It’s entirely up to the individual and the situation they are in.

I, personally, have been trying to be an overall more positive person lately. In order to do that, I obviously consider negativity a bad thing. But in a few years, who knows? I may want to be negative. Ultimately, the decision of whether you’ll be negative or positive is yours.

I wanted to write something random and weird so here you go. Let me know what you thought and if you want more posts similar to this.

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What Scares the Crap out of Me

What Scares the Crap out of Me

I’ve been thinking a lot lately. About my future. About my friends. And just about my life in general. I’m approaching my senior year of high school which means I’ll be applying to colleges in just a few months. That thought frightens me. Scares the crap out of me. Not literally of course. I, unlike my dog and my 2 year old sister, am one who can control when I crap. But in a figurative sense. My future scares the crap out of me because it’s like when Christopher Columbus set off to discover a new route to the Far East. He just went headfirst into the unknown, with no idea on what was out there. No idea if he’d survive. He even left his friends behind.

In the same way, I’ll be leaving my friends behind. Because when it comes down to it, the only thing I know about my future, is that I don’t want to stay at home during college. I want to travel far away from my family. It’s not that I have anything major against them, however, I’ve been homeschooled for the past 10 years of my life. Imagine being around your family 24/7 and that’s my life. You could say I’ve gotten a bit sick of them. I need a break.

Yet this also scares me, because I know if I go away for college, there’s a chance I won’t come back. A chance I’ll find a guy and we’ll settle down hours away from my family. Maybe even states away. But I don’t think I’d be able to handle that. I’d miss what and who I’ve grown up with way too much.

So as you can tell, I have no idea what I’m doing with my life. I know that I want to go to college, away from home, and major in either something writing related such as Journalism, or Mathematics. Two things on opposite ends of the spectrum. And even though my future is unknown, the fact that the big man in the sky has it planned out to the last detail and knows it all, give me a sense of relief. That doesn’t mean I won’t still worry. Because I do. Way too much. And that scares the crap out of me.

This post went in so many directions because I didn’t plan it at all. But let me know if you feel the same way as me about your future. Do you plan to attend college? Or if you’ve already went to college, did it go as you expected? And also, what’s the one thing that scares the crap out of you?

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