Blogging and my wellbeing.

19 years young, seriously nearing 20 and going through that entering-adulthood-soon-who-the-hell-am-I stage and slowly exiting teen angst stage.  Perhaps I am just an emotional person and will never really leave the teen angst stage.

I started blogging since grade 7.  It was just a place for my thoughts that I wanted to share with someone and a place to practice HTML and photoshop.  As the years went by, I would post less and less in general and more and more only about my problems and other negative things of life. Occasionally there would be happy or random posts, especially happy things that I was hoping I wouldn’t forget with age.  But for the most part, when I was joyful, I was too busy to post and when I was sad I needed something to keep myself busy.  Although blogging proved to be a great vent, I really wish I had posted more happy things.

This winter break, I had a rough time with some stuff.  As a part of growing up, I learned things about myself that I really wish I had learned earlier and actively tried to change.  I learned about the things that make me a jerk and an idiot.  And I hated it.

It was New Years so I started looking at my 2010 posts (on my personal blog) and I came across a post where I posted about things that I loved about that day.  They were all simple things like singing along to songs with my friends in the car to a random hello text message from a friend.  These tiny little things from this long gone day made me so appreciative of life.  It cheered me up so much I couldn’t believe why I didn’t do it more often.

It made me think of Lillienne’s Things I Love Thursdays

It’s so simple.  It’s just the little things in life.  But it all makes such a big deal.

And then there is the joy of reading about other people’s joys… that’s a whole other deal.

Being happy is really easy sometimes isn’t it?  (Easy to say when you’re not down yet)  It probably is easy even when I am down, it’s just hard to realize.

Maybe I should start keeping track of daily joys somehow.

It’s the little things.  Do you agree?  (Or if you’re a fan of Catch Me If You Can too: Do you concur?)

So busy… again.

I’m finding I am always either pressed for time or have waaay too much of it.  How does the balancing act work anyway?

1st midterm tomorrow so I thought I’d just share my… study music!

On emotionally depressed days: John Mayer
On chilled out mornings:  Jason Mraz
On chilled out afternoons: Arctic Monkeys
On needing some energy boost days: Miyavi, Ok Go
On distracted days: Edith Piaf (or anything in a language I cannot decipher)
On the day after the distracted days: Sinatra
On days of cramming: [insert link for sound of bustle in the SUB followed by sound of low humming in Koerner]

Everything else: start with one random Youtube video, make a playlist of recommended links. Play.

Studies say you should study in the same atmosphere as the testing room, makes sense but oh well.

Just curious, does anyone listen to the radio anymore? Do you study with sound? If so what?

Play to…

A speaker was at my Organizational Behavior class. He shared an insight that I thought was very interesting.

He said…

You can play to win
or play not to lose.

I would assume he meant in life.

That’s all I wanted to share.

Do you play to win?

I know I want to, but I think unless I remember to remind myself I will play not to lose.

What’s the point?

Lots of stuff is happening in my life and as the 43 bent it’s accordion around into the bus loop I asked myself “what’s the point?”

I’m referring to the point of coming to school.

To learn, to get a degree so I can get a job, to try new things, to meet people… etc etc.

Somehow today that wasn’t very motivating.  Don’t get me wrong, I love learning in general and was never really a skipper, but these reasons just didn’t feel enough.  I know quite a few people who know what they want to be, or do, or at least have some sort of direction.  Me?  I just want to have a good time and graduate.  The truth is that I don’t really know what I am aiming for, I’m just living as the moments come.

People always say to me “you’ll find out some day, just get good grades for now, don’t worry.”  However true that might maybe be, it still doesn’t feel good to not know where you’re going.  Actually, it feels extremely horrible sometimes.  It makes the place that I am at unsettling.

So during my one hour pre-noon break I took a walk.  To “find myself”?  I really don’t know.  I was kind of hoping that it would guide me to somewhere interesting where I might have an epiphany on the matter or something.

Nothing happened, but I finally found the Nitobe Garden (the Japanese garden thing).  Also, the Asian studies building, film productions, a Christmas tree (that wasn’t actually a tree… try looking for it, it’s stuck to a side of a building!)… and Vanier! (yes… I have never been there before.)

I took some pictures of swirling trees!



The funny thing was that I actually got lost but just said to myself “oh well, I’ll find my way eventually” and guess where I found myself?

Turned the corner, looked up the hill and the only thing that made me realize where I was, White Spot.  Ok maybe I’m looking into it too deeply but at that moment I had to laugh.  To me White Spot = Angus Building = Sauder… in otherwords, all that time on my wandering journey of “why am I here? I don’t even know what I want to be…  Is business really the right choice for me?” brought me back to Sauder.

If I weren’t me I would say I looked into this too deeply and it’s just a coincidence.

If you feel like you’re in the same spot as me, consider watching this:

I’m inspired. I just don’t know how to act on it.

[random] I found this sight kind of interesting…

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Spotted outside the power plant.

What do you think required such a narrow door?  Is it art?