Enlightening Thought #34

Life is what you make of it.

So stop wasting your life reading this blog.
Go outside and play.
It's summertime, bitches.

Enlightening Thought #33

Life is not an onion.

Enlightening Thought #32

Well, as of an hour ago, I am an official high school graduate. I've worn my cap and gown through the desert rain, received my diploma, and moved my tassel from the right to the left side of my cap. Whoopdeedoo. In the process, I was slighted throughout the ceremony a couple times. First, I wasn't recognized for having worked as a part of the Sounds of the Community Kids program, despite the fact that I was a member of the original group, before it branched out and expanded. Second, I was not listed as a member of National Honors Society. And the list continues... [Woohoo, being a petty little bitch!]

And that's when it hit me:

Nobody gives a shit about you. They're too busy caring about themselves.

Okay, so I guess the transition was kind of rough [And by that, I mean nonexistent. I kind of jumped straight from my sob story to the moral, with no explanation in between...], but guess what? I'm way too damned tired to explain it to you. Once again, I'm too busy caring about my pathetic life to make this thought more clear.

Once again, nobody cares about my pathetic life to help me, because they're busy bettering their own pathetic lives. And because I'm too busy attempting to better my life, I don't have the time to better your life beyond the point of writing the blog.

It is, quite simply, a production possibilities curve.

Imagine that Good X is "bettering my life" and Good Y is "bettering your life." We're somewhere on the curve between Point D and Point F.

And with that last tidbit of knowledge, I throw you to the wolves, for I am off to care about my stupid self.

Enlightening Thought #22

First things first: Sorry about the delay in posting! Both Juliana and I have been loaded with shit to do lately.

Now, on to the actual blogging:

I was a second violinist for an Arizona regional orchestra. It was a great experience to play with fellow high school musicians who were as talented (if not more) and as passionate about music as I was. We rehearsed through all of Friday and the first half of Saturday and performed Saturday evening. Our repertoire - Suppe's "Poet and Peasant Overture", Bach's "Sheep May Safely Graze", and Nelson's "Jubilee".



Anyways, something our conductor and clinician said has still remained with me:
He directed us to "leave a little bit of our soul behind in every orchestra hall we perform in."

Being the cynical pessimist that I am, the first thing that came to my mind was, "But... what if I perform in so many places that I become soul-less?! I need the little bit of a soul that I have!"

And then after performing, I realized the power behind his words. Why half-ass your way through life when you can put forth your best effort? Why live life with apathy when you can have passion?

So, my latest bit of advice is this:

Put your soul into everything you do, no matter what it is.

Live with purpose. Live with passion.

Enlightening Thought #20

Sometime in the past two weeks, I decided that I needed a new pair of sunglasses. I headed over to some websites and began browsing through pages upon pages of lenses. Wayfarers looked pretty enticing. They were colorful and bright (summery and sunshiney!)... and had been popular in the 1960's - the same time Converses had become popular. And OMFG, I love Converses. I figured I could just adopt the 60's style or something and leave this century behind.

WRONG.

I ran into a road block when I discovered I couldn't decide between the red and white Wayfarers. So I went to Google and image searched "Wayfarers" to see how different colors looked on different people.

And what was I met with?

THIS.


Is he constipated?

And worse yet...

THIS.


I make duck lips yay. (Actually, I'm not sure which one is worse.)

I felt so scarred. But at least I was saved.

The moral of the story?

Do a Google search before making any major life decisions.

Or your face may become permanently stuck in the "D:" position.

Enlightening Thought #17

This post took forever to write. Why? Because I couldn't think of any new experiences that met the two unspoken blog requirements of Fail Thoughts:

1. That it is about a shittily universal experience.
2. That it is written from a somewhat humorous perspective.
   

So what does this mental block mean? Is everything in my life all peaches and cream-like? And are these peaches stuffed with happiness and joy?


(Yum, delicious!)

Or is there nothing in my life that I may laugh at? Is my life so goddamned sucky that there is no reason to crack even the slightest smile?

Is everything wonderful, or is everything terrible?

Well, to answer the (rhetorical) question, it's obviously a mix between the two. Just today, I smiled and I cried. (Oh, the wonderful hormones of a woman!) The scale may shift towards one end one day, but move towards the other at a different moment.

But that leads me to another question; which extreme is life closer to?

And to answer that question, I have no idea. However, I do know which life I would prefer, and that would be a joy-filled life where I have reason to laugh. Yes, this is unrealistic. Hopefully though, the simple act of keeping this ideal in mind will help tip the balance away from the black doom of the other.

Thus, to close this long-winded ramble, your newest enlightening thought is this:

Hope for happier days, and you will receive happier days.

Enlightening Thought #3

After a failed attempt to cook with my family this past Easter, I resigned to watching my mom chop onions while I beat eggs instead. As my eyes filled up with tears from the seemingly endless onion pile, I had my amazing thought of the day:

Life is like an onion.

Nothing too complicated here.

Both make you bawl your eyes out for no good reason, and each time you peel off another layer, you think you're getting closer to the secrets of life. But what do you get instead?

The same damn thing.

There's your enlightening thought of the day.