i love Susan Boyle. i absolutely love her. i've watched her sing "I Dreamed a Dream" about eight times now and i'm still not tired of it. (if you haven't seen the full Britian's Got Talent clip yet, please click on Susan's name in the first line of this post and watch it now.) this is what i'm thinking when i watch:
1. when i was 16, i used to sing that song at the top of my lungs when no one else was home and pour my heart into it. i understood the lyrics, i felt them. i also had majorly unwaxed eyebrows.
2. Susan Boyle was the only person in that theatre who didn't think she was a joke. yet she seemed oblivious to this fact—or maybe emboldened by it. to have that kind of chutzpah is something i aspire to.
3. most people are jerks. seriously, they are. maybe it was always the case and i was just naive, but it seems that there is such a pervasive, Mean Girls mentality these days—among adults! it's shameful, really. what's it to you if a 47-year old woman lives with just her cat named Pebbles, has never been kissed, and doesn't make weekly trips to the salon? how does that impact your life? it doesn't, so what gives you the right to judge her?
i'm guilty of it myself, from time to time. but for the most part i tend to think people who would be categorized by most as homely are among the most beautiful—because they're not trying to be beautiful, they're not trying to live up to some ridiculous image of who they think they should be, and true beauty comes with self-acceptance. when you just are who you are, there's nothing more breathtaking, in my opinion. that's the wonder of Susan Boyle.
4. i hope the American media leave her alone now. i feel like they poison innocent, unsuspecting people and this lady doesn't deserve to be poisoned.
anyway, the clip put a lump in my throat and lifted my spirits. hope it moves you, too. happy friday.
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