Weeeeeeell...I haven't posted a blog pretty much since I graduated from high school (wow...that makes it sound much longer than the nearly 3 months it has actually been :)). So now, at my kitchen table at 1:10 in the morning, I have decided to post again :).
I will start off, as per usual, with my pessimism for the day...er...morning. Beware: it's a bit of a rant.
Busyness is my pessimism right now, or rather, the act of being "busy". Most people have a life (or pretend to, anyway), and usually this is shown by the fact that they have a lot to do and are often "busy". Usually, as one grows older, one finds oneself having more and more responsibilities and things to do, and so one considers oneself to be "busy". For example, as I grow up, I find it harder and harder to find time to spend with my little brother. Most days he asks me to play, I give the "I'm busy" answer, which I realize is an awful thing to do. It's even worse than just telling the kid I don't want to because, if I stopped to think about it, I would probably see it for the lie it is. Since when did we teenagers and young adults become so darn busy?? People used to have time for things, especially things that were important. Lately, I have noticed that people fool themselves into thinking that many of the things they do have meaning, when they really don't. We spend time glued to our TVs and computers, wasting hours and sometimes days of our lives away being "busy". I don't think most people know the real definition of the word "busy". To be busy means to be "actively and attentively engaged in work or a pastime" or "full of or characterized by activity" (according to dictionary.com). Think about it...does playing on Facebook, surfing the web, or watching TV really qualify as being busy?? I don't think so. I know this may sound hypocritical; after all, I am writing all this on a blog, on the internet, on my laptop, so I am currently guilty of being (what will now be called) "fake busy". But Siriusly. WHAT IF (and this is a big what if for most people) everyone took some time out of their day to spend with a younger sibling who wants to play, a parent who misses you, a friend who wants to hang out, and you guys just chatted or played a card or board game, or made dinner together, or something nice like that. If you don't want to spend time with someone, that's okay too. Write a story, read a book, play some music, dance around the house, build a fort (remember how fun those were???), film your own movie, draw a picture...actually DO something with your time. Put down the TV remote, turn off the computer, tear your eyes away from Facebook, Call of Duty, or that new episode of True Blood, and try to actually USE the time you have for something USEful.
So my optimism for the day follows suit: I think if everyone would get up in the morning without worrying about checking all the electronics, what mood the boss will be in today, how much work needs to be done before dinner, what everyone on Facebook thinks of the newest haircut, or what will happen tonight on TV, and perhaps tried very hard to really and truly accomplish ("to manage to do; achieve") something for the day, then people would be happier, and the world would improve.
All this came about from me watching old Barney videos the other night for sentimental reasons. I watched the kids on the screen, with their super-cheesy lines and big smiles, running about a giant purple and green dinosaur, having FUN. None of the kids had an iPhone. None of them owned a computer, an MP3 player, a Blu-Ray Player, a DVD, a TV, or an X-Box. I know that none of them had a Facebook, a Twitter, a blog, any kind of profile, and they didn't have to click a button to like something. They played outside, climbed in a tree house, had fun in school, made friends and talked in person, played board games and sports, jumped, sang, danced, and looked like they had a blast. When I first started watching the videos, I watched with a sneer on my face as to how ridiculous the whole thing was. But then memories started coming back to me. I remember how I used to want to BE those kids, the ones who were having so much fun and seemed to be getting the most out of life. I didn't use to care how cheesy the songs were, how silly the games were, how obviously fake and rehearsed it all was. Barney's world used to hold magic for me, and I used to wish very hard that my Barney doll (I had several) would come to life and play with me like in those videos.
As I continued watching, I found myself singing along to the songs and hand motions and whatnot. I felt like I regressed in age and became 5 years old again; it was a very nice feeling. It also made me realize that a lot of the stuff that makes up my usual day-to-day life is useless, time-wasting nonsense. So I have decided to actually try to stay off the computer most of the time (Pottermore will be my exception...I've waited years for that ;)) and accomplish some things. I will try to blog periodically about how that is coming :).
Good luck to any random person who comes across this and decides to read it and actually take the message to heart ;).
TTFN!!
~Victoria
P.S: My new identity is NifflerQueen99 on Pottermore!!! YAY BETA TESTER!!! ;)
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