Sunday, December 11, 2011

Weekly Review

This week went by pretty fast and there isn't too much I have to say about it. I am definitely looking forward to a break though cause I've been pretty busy lately. Also I need to start listening to more Christmas music. With this schedule I haven't had much time to enjoy the Christmas season as much as I usually do. One of my favorite things about Christmas is traditions. I think since I remember doing things the same every Christmas, I also get a since of nostalgia with them. Whether it is watching a Sesame Street/ Muppets Christmas, watching home movies, or listening to timeless Christmas songs I can't help but reminisce about the great times I have had in previous Christmas's.

I am a very nostalgic person which is both good and bad. I love the way things used to be. In many ways i still am a child. I think that it is important for all of us to keep a child-like attitude at the right times in our life. The reason this is bad for me is because it makes me fear change. One of my biggest fears is getting older. Even though I have convinced myself that i am ready to face the world as an adult, I face the common issue of the fact that I don't feel like one. A song lyric that always stuck with me comes from The Killer's song "All These Things That I've Done." The quote says "These, changes, ain't chance in me, the gold hearted by I used to be." I feel that in my life so many people have changed, but I have always been who I am. For example, I became shocked and appalled when all my friends started to party and drink. Mean while, I was still playing xbox and playing with nerf guns. (and still do today) I often take ridicule for my belief that if drinking is the only way for you to have a good time, than you need to find a new group of friends. In today's society I am in the vast minority of people who feel this way. Because of this I don't get invited to parties anymore and no longer hang out with some of my old friends but I feel I am better off for it. Over time, I learned to accept that what people do on their Saturday nights doesn't define them, it's how they treat others.

I realize that I started to ramble towards the end of this post so I'll end it here. Thanks for reading and come back soon.

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