Here's what's on my mind today:
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I have this unfortunate tendency to think of everything on a worst-case scenario basis. And I'm talkin absolute worst. My dad (who is known for just telling it like it is) told me this over the weekend when I called him for advice about a concern I was having -
"You can't fix this right now. But, here's what I'm gonna tell you to do. I'm going to give you permission to stay up all night, not sleep a wink, and come up with all the possible horrible things that could happen. And hey, you could even write them down! That would at least be a bit more entertaining."
You might be thinking "ouch", but really, it's a real thing that I do. And my dad just knows me very well.
//I did a project in ASL today and was absolutely convinced I failed it (I had reason to be so convinced though, because I didn't prepare for it). Well, after waiting with baited breath for my grade, I got it back and.... 90%. What?? Not saying this to brag, just to illustrate my point.
//I ordered a necklace from this cute website a while ago, and it took 6 weeks to arrive. SIX! After about three, I was certain it had been stolen and I was just out the money. Granted, I will never order from that site again, but still.
//Last year I had a conflict with a piano department event and an LDV performance. I chose LDV, since I was accompanying, but the piano department stuff is kind of a big deal. So, naturally, in the days leading up to me telling my professor I wouldn't be in attendance, I was sure he'd kick me out of the program. Here was his response to my loooong explanation and many disclaimers of why I'd be gone - "okay, that's fine. Just make sure you help with all the prep."
These things are laughable now, because it's just so obvious how ridiculous I am. Why do I do this? I don't know. It's silly. But it's something I'm working on, because really all it does is make me crazy. As my friend said the other night, "there's always something to be happy about." And there is! There could always be something to worry about too, but if we let worries control our lives, we'll probably go insane. I know I would... or maybe I already have.
P.S. I said I wasn't going to give excuses for not blogging, but since we're focusing on the happy today, I'll just say this: sometimes when I don't blog for a while, it's because nothing is really going on, or I don't have much to write about. Well, these past two months have been quite the opposite of that. I've had SO much to write about, but just don't feel ready to share my thoughts publicly yet. Thank goodness for journals, right?
Hint, hint - those thoughts might be about one thing, or rather, one person. A person of the male variety.