Archive | July 2014

When Do We Want It?


It has increasingly been said that my generation is one of “being in the now.” It’s true. With technology becoming more and more advanced our means of spreading information is unbelievable. Information used to move in slow motion; World news was among the most powerful before the rest. Now if anything happens around the world millions of people will learn of it moments after, and millions more will follow as the first spread it. It’s honestly incredible, and scary. For everything that happens, think of the movements that are created soon after. Does anyone remember Kony 2012? Or how about the most recent controversy in Africa regarding a young woman hunting rare big game? Two very different examples but years ago nobody ever would have known or cared about either. Nobody can get away with anything anymore (Especially you, Russia!).

My generation is addicted to information. No matter how big, small, important, useless or time-wasting it might be, we want to know it and we want to know it now. Now. We want to be the first to know it. We want to be the first ones to tweet about it. We want to post the best photo for the occasion before someone else does. It’s some insane race to know all the dirtiest secrets of your peers and the world. People love watching the social media drama. We want to be the story-tellers, not the listeners.

But it’s not just my generation. I’ve seen it in adults as well. Smartphones and internet have kept people of all ages scrolling non-stop for a few years now. There are full-fledged adults, who were probably recently introduced to smartphones in the past few years, who say they could not live without their phone or Facebook.

We’re all living in the now. It’s a wonderful tool, to know everything, but is it entirely good? The world has lost its patience. People throw temper tantrums if their text message won’t send after 30 seconds. People can’t sit through traffic anymore. People can’t wait for anything anymore. Nobody can sit back and smell the roses, or enjoy a gorgeous sunset, or just relax. I’d like to think I’m a patient person, but this “living in the now” syndrome has taken an effect on me too. And I absolutely hate it. I guess what this post is about is to just point out how people always used to say patience is a virtue, and now it seems like patience is becoming the lost art of the world. Can we bring it back please?


Who You Are is Not Who You’ll Be



For years I told myself that I would never change.  I didn’t want to.  I loved the person I was and the people I surrounded myself with.  But now that I’m in the middle of the biggest transition of my life, I have realized that without me even trying, I am completely different than the person I used to be.  When I realized this, I wasn’t sure if I was happy with it or not.  I began to dig deep and ask myself where this change came from.  And I came to the obvious conclusion that no matter what a person does, who they are now will not be who they are in ‘x’ amount of years. 

I looked around myself and saw the change in others.  Goodie-goods turned to pot-smokers, and partiers turned to followers of God.  Seriously I’ve seen some of the most drastic changes from the most unsuspecting people.  Of course, these changes are voluntary; People decide they want to turn their life in a different direction.  This happens usually after some traumatic or impactful life event, however, it doesn’t happen too often.  People are lazy and stubborn and are very unlikely to knowingly change their lifestyle, even if they experience something worthy of changing their life. 

So then I looked at myself, I mean really looked at myself.  My life hasn’t changed dramatically from four years ago.  I didn’t wake up and decide to find a new path to walk one day.  But very gradually, everything changed.  The people that I have trusted with my friendship with have changed, and so has the way I go about considering someone new to be my friend.  I’m open to new things, but very specific with my expectations.  I feel more independent as each day goes by, as I get closer to moving out of my home.  I genuinely don’t care too much about people’s feelings or opinions anymore unless they are a good friend.  Then I finally understood.

We don’t change ourselves, time changes us.  Time is inevitable, and so is the change that it forces us to undergo.  It can not be avoided, no matter how hard you try.  Every single one of your past experiences will have an effect on every decision you make, friendship you form, place you go, dream you pursue, etc.. I am in the middle of one of the biggest changes I’ll ever go through in my entire life.  Everything feels like a new experience and it has had an enormous result on the way I think.  Adjusting to college life is going to be like changing my writing style.  But I’m not afraid of it.  I’m more than ready. 

I’m ready for all the change I can handle.