Oh Hai there…. You’ve probably noticed by now that I’ve stopped posting (You: Well, actually, no… I hadn’t really been paying attention…) and that this blog has basically died. (You: Well, I guess that is the obvious conclusion, yes…)
Today, I am going to attempt to revive the blog. (You: Um… Cool? This is actually my first time reading it so….)
This may or may not fail (It’ll probably fail.) but the least I can do is try, right? Right.
So, now the question is, what do we talk about? And by we, I mean me, since if you’re even there (Which, you’re probably not…), you don’t usually have much to say. Which is sad, but hey, it’s not like I need more than me to have a discussion, right?
So, in the spirit of optimism, I’m going to discuss… Futures.
Yeah, futures. The most important thing now, at the end of the school year and such.
Now, if you’re a kid like me, you had your future planned since you were ten. You knew exactly what you wanted to do, and you knew exactly to which college you wanted to go. (For me, it was teaching. And Wheaton.)
Now, at this point, I don’t know how old you are, I know nothing about you, but if you’re anything like me, your plans have failed. You’ve changed your mind. Or maybe, you’re nothing like me, and you’re just now discovering that you actually need a plan.
So tell me now. What’s important?
There are plenty of kids (and by kids, I usually mean teens and or young adults) who, once they get up to the point of actually being out of highschool, they decide to ditch college for a year. And I think we’ve all heard stories of them.. They say they’ll go back, they never do… So why do people take that risk?
I suppose that’s asking the same thing as why procrastinate. Which is actually a good question, if you think about it. Why procrastinate? What are you getting out of it? (You: Absolutely nothing. But hey, it’s fun! And it has me here, reading this blog. So go back to futures and quit asking about my personal life.) Right.
Why do people take the risk of leaving and not coming back? The only good answer is that it’s just not that important to them that they go to whatever institute of higher learning. And I can understand this. As a teenager in highschool, one of the favorite questions will always be, Why, for the love of all things fluffy, are we learning this? (You: All things fluffy?) Yes. All things fluffy. Don’t you love fluffy things? Like kittens? No? Fine. Back to the point.
It really is a good question. If you suck at math, and you want to be an artist, why are you learning calculus?
Since I have no answer for that one, I’ll leave it up to you.
But really guys, why complain about it? What do we think our future is going to be, eternal summer? Heck no. My dearest friend (Whom I’ve possibly never met before but you’re reading this and that counts for something in my book), life is going to be a lot of work. And you’re going to ask yourself questions every day. Even if you get your dream job (like, graphics designer, or professional ice sculptor.) you’re still going to ask yourself questions about why the heck you’re designing stuff for little kids tee shirts when what you really want to do is remake the logo for that one famous band, or why you’re sculpting ice for this small wedding when you want to get noticed and sculpt ice for celebrities and such, and therefore suddenly have your work be in demand so you can get rich and live in luxury.
Yeah, so ice sculpting is kind of ridiculous, but I think it gets the point across. Life isn’t about getting everything you want, life is about getting through what you have to do in such a way that you can be mostly content. Yeah, I know, you probably have this ingenious plan to write a novel and jump to instant fame, or record a demo of you, and maybe your band if you have one, and suddenly jump to number one on itunes, and honestly in society today that doesn’t seem like such a bad plan. But think realistically. There are Billions of people in the world. And Thousands of them jump to fame. Put into a ratio, that’s one in a million. Do you really think that you’re going to be that one in a million?
Not to condemn you or anything, and by all means go ahead and give it a shot, but have a decent back up plan that involves more than working at some fast food place until you attain fame. Yeah, your future is in your hands, but the rest of the world’s got dibs on it too. Don’t throw it to the judgment of the rest of the world in the hopes that your dream of world renown will come true. You’re most likely to get your hopes dashed. Shape your life around something that’s more likely to work, and keep your celebrity plans on the backburner.
I’m sorry, did I say in the spirit of optimism earlier? What I really meant was cheery pessimism. (Or as some people, yself included, like to call it, swimming in the cold waters of reality.)
Now, go make yourself a cupcake or eat a cookie or something. Or fruit. Fruit is good. Apples are cool. Whatever makes you happy. Cause if you’re enjoying the simple things in life, the complicated depressing things aren’t going to bite as hard.
And, for any seniors reading this (Unlikely, I know, but hey it’s good to say hi to everyone…) Have fun planning the rest of your life!
~Silver
