Wednesday, May 29, 2013

To begin


Begginings are always tough to some people. Not being used to changes or being shy are the reasons most of the time. Last week I had my first day in college, and it was the beggining-awkwardness all over again. While everyone was already talking to each other, learning their names and stuff, I just sat in a corner and observed everyone, mostly creating nicknames to my colleagues (that they will never find out ha-ha-ha) and wondering if one of them would ever talk to me like they were doing to the others. They didn't. I guess I'm a tad like the Grumpy Cat, people never approach to talk to me, and I must end this image, human beings aren't supposed to be islands. Sometimes I talk to them, trying to learn their names yet (most of them I only remember by nicknames like the Bitchy Journalist - long story, and I'm not exactly being mean by calling her that).
Anyway: begginings. Always super awkward, always so full of anxiety like your first day in school, when your mommy waved goodbye and you entered the cute little classroom scared like you're a dead man walking. Begginings scare the hell out of me, but that's the time when I learn the most, when I get out of my comfort zone and actually have to deal with people, since I chose to do that for living when I picked Communications. You will always feel that weird thingy in your stomach, maybe some legs shaking and sweaty hands, but that's part of the process. An actor about to present the Oscars feels the same way, believe me, it's a natural human reaction! You just have to deal with it, suck it up and put an actor mask, "I am a super cool talkative person and not shy at all, I am going to face it and it's going to be natural and awesome" and there you go, talking to someone, avoiding to think if you're embarrassing yourself, because you're not, it's all just paranoia. That's how I'm handling all these new situations coming in my life, like getting a driver's license, or a passport, I just call my inner actress and she does all the embarrassing job for me!

Saturday, May 4, 2013

To wait

Time goes by, minutes fly away and you're waiting. Pacience is a great virtue, they say. You hold yourself and wait quiet on the outside and so nervous and shaking on the inside. It feels like the clock stopped, "why this won't happen now?" you ask yourself. The answer is quite simple: nothing happens right away just because we want them to. We never stop to think that it took billions of years for the Earth to look like we know it, not a month, not two years, but almost 5 billion years! It's boring indeed to think about that, and we couldn't possibly wait billions of years for something to happen, but a few years won't hurt. To look ahead and think "I still have to wait for 3 years to get into college, that's too much!" but when you look back, it seems like yesterday. So don't worry, everything happens when it's supposed to, not too late, not too early, but on the perfect timing. For now, you must enjoy your life, live day after day, avoid thinking ahead on the future like "a year from now and I can get my driver's license" and just wait. When you keep worrying about the future, your life passes by without you even noticing, so stop looking at the calendar every day because it's just like watching the clock: one minute feels like five. It will happen sometime, I promise. For now, just wait.

"There is a time for everything, and a season for every activity under the heavens: a time to be born and a time to die, a time to plant and a time to uproot, a time to kill and a time to heal, a time to tear down and a time to build, a time to weep and a time to laugh, a time to mourn and a time to dance, a time to scatter stones and a time to gather them, a time to embrace and a time to refrain from embracing, a time to search and a time to give up, a time to keep and a time to throw away, a time to tear and a time to mend, a time to be silent and a time to speak, a time to love and a time to hate, a time for war and a time for peace. He has made everything beautiful in its time. Ecclesiastes 3:1-11