Are you questioning my existance?
A very good friend's "What if" blog entry got me thinking...
Like every human that ever lived, I too have my "What ifs." I'd be lying if I told you otherwise. Right now, there are only 2 that I actually give any amount of thought to.
1. What if I was brave enough to NOT decide to go to JC?
2. What if I just didn't go out with Fred?
But that's about it.
See, over the years, I've kinda lost the taste for retrospective, personal "What ifs," cos that's not the way I want to live life.
2 is plenty of personal what-ifs for me. I'll just say I'm too lazy to think about these questions.
Like:
What if I wasn't a band nerd?
What if I hung out with a different crowd?
What if I went to different schools?
What if I died doing a dumb thing that I thought was the awesomest thing ever?
What if I didn't care and did all the dumb things I wanted to do anyway?
What if I conformed more and did all the "right" things, the "right" way?
What if I got better grades?
What if I got shittier grades?
What if I became a vegan, the annoying type, and made piss everyone I ever knew?
What if I didn't think about the stuff I thought about?
What if the entire human race bowed down to me and declared me supreme overloard?
What if I was born in the Amazon Rainforest and brought up by apes?
It gets quite ridiculous, dosen't it? Yes, it does. To me at least. It's kinda like saying, "What if I wasn't me?"
It would suck a ton if I wasn't me, I'll tell you what.
There could be a gazillion what ifs and honestly, there are way too many fun-er things to do. Besides, isn't it infinitely awesomer to to be thinking about things like:
What if I could be ultra bad-ass in at least 5 different languages! (I will totally be the cuteset, most awesome polyglot ever.)
What if I decide to start my own business! (Oh god, the possibilities are endless. I will make a lot of money by making a lot of people happy instead of by exploitation.)
What if I bought me a nice Frech Horn! (It's a little dream fulfilled... I'll play in an amature orchestra. )
What if I raised enough money to go to grad sch! (Then I'd better make up my mind, quick, on what I want to do in sch.)
What if I decide to be a sushi chef! (Oh fun! I honestly think I'd make a fantastic sushi chef.)
What if I become a full fledge activist! (That's going to be a hell of a job but I'll die happy.)
What if I just go become an independent journalist! (What a trip! I will die even happier. Hopefully, I will be fearless.)
What if I assemble a team that will successfully champion the cause of sustainability! (I will be excited everyday, I won't be able to sleep.)
What if I start a project to promote independent/critical thinking and education! (I'd hope it will work out but I'd probably be experimental about it.)
Like every human that ever lived, I too have my "What ifs." I'd be lying if I told you otherwise. Right now, there are only 2 that I actually give any amount of thought to.
1. What if I was brave enough to NOT decide to go to JC?
2. What if I just didn't go out with Fred?
But that's about it.
See, over the years, I've kinda lost the taste for retrospective, personal "What ifs," cos that's not the way I want to live life.
2 is plenty of personal what-ifs for me. I'll just say I'm too lazy to think about these questions.
Like:
What if I wasn't a band nerd?
What if I hung out with a different crowd?
What if I went to different schools?
What if I died doing a dumb thing that I thought was the awesomest thing ever?
What if I didn't care and did all the dumb things I wanted to do anyway?
What if I conformed more and did all the "right" things, the "right" way?
What if I got better grades?
What if I got shittier grades?
What if I became a vegan, the annoying type, and made piss everyone I ever knew?
What if I didn't think about the stuff I thought about?
What if the entire human race bowed down to me and declared me supreme overloard?
What if I was born in the Amazon Rainforest and brought up by apes?
It gets quite ridiculous, dosen't it? Yes, it does. To me at least. It's kinda like saying, "What if I wasn't me?"
It would suck a ton if I wasn't me, I'll tell you what.
There could be a gazillion what ifs and honestly, there are way too many fun-er things to do. Besides, isn't it infinitely awesomer to to be thinking about things like:
What if I could be ultra bad-ass in at least 5 different languages! (I will totally be the cuteset, most awesome polyglot ever.)
What if I decide to start my own business! (Oh god, the possibilities are endless. I will make a lot of money by making a lot of people happy instead of by exploitation.)
What if I bought me a nice Frech Horn! (It's a little dream fulfilled... I'll play in an amature orchestra. )
What if I raised enough money to go to grad sch! (Then I'd better make up my mind, quick, on what I want to do in sch.)
What if I decide to be a sushi chef! (Oh fun! I honestly think I'd make a fantastic sushi chef.)
What if I become a full fledge activist! (That's going to be a hell of a job but I'll die happy.)
What if I just go become an independent journalist! (What a trip! I will die even happier. Hopefully, I will be fearless.)
What if I assemble a team that will successfully champion the cause of sustainability! (I will be excited everyday, I won't be able to sleep.)
What if I start a project to promote independent/critical thinking and education! (I'd hope it will work out but I'd probably be experimental about it.)
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