Amateur Article - Harmonious Psychobabble
This journal is not important. Nope, not at all. It only concerns an artlice I read called 'Do You Complain Too Much'. It was written very nicely in my opinion, and the writer managed to take us along through her ride in the 'No Complaining' journey of a lifetime; not at all ignoring scientific facts and important, professional names in the long run. I thought that it was well written.
Now, I won't rewrite what had happened in the article in some half assed pointed shell version, instead I'll get straight to the point of the subject of this unimportant article~
Stick to your own guns.
:D
The author failed miserably when she tried her new non-complaining lifestyle. At first she saw her whining as some hindering force from all the precious positive energy and whatnot, but later on she realized how it was a way for her to let off her bad feelings, as well as using it as a conversation starter all the same. She tried and failed because she realized that she wasn't made to be overly positive. There's always a gray area for people like her - in a way, she realized the importance of seeing things as they are instead of ignoring them entirely, or focusing on them too much.
Because being positive means being positive without having anything negative to repress. It's a turnabout way on how concepts like conformism and non conformism slightly go.
Now where am I going along these lines? What's the point of sharing this article at all?
Well, let's just establish the fact that I'm not saying that I never complain. In fact, according to Will Bowen, I'm about to 'complain' right now XD
See, back during the last year of my highschool days, I became friends with people who changed me from being the quiet one of the class to someone who had a lot of things to say and complain about. My earlier friends had moved out, and it had depressed me immensely, so I tried to reach out to them and become a part of their 'cool' group.
We, as a group, were brought up into a world where the word 'non conformism' was god and 'conformism' was something to feel vehement against. I grew up with them with the same state of mind - everyone who followed the trend was 'bad' while those who stuck their noses out against 'what society wants you to do' is basically 'one of us'. We spent our time talking about it - how our 'way' was right and conformism was wrong. How we were unique, and different, and all those things that sounded so wonderful when you were 16 years old and about to face the world without its mask of fantasy lies and innocent facts. We were our own world; us and our philosophy. We were against people who thought guitars were cool because our school thought guitars were cool; we were against people who loved cheerleading, basketball, because our school's many students loved those too. It was a comfortable little world with its own rules and boundaries.
But then college came and our semesters practically went 'begone, innocent teenage years!'.
That's when we began to go to different schools and different courses. As a result, we were suddenly thrust with other people to talk to; share opinions, likes and dislikes with. Things became different. And me, understanding the importance of being friendly to anyone - I tried to open up to these people, but failed. I think it was because I was still in my old 'high school' mindset where I thought they were too much unlike me to truly get along with. Pretty sad days, too XDD
Second semester came rolling in. I warmed up with the people who had numerous differences with my character, met new people who were less on the bombastic side, and they became my other set of friends. My 'college' friends. The difference between my 'college' friends and my 'highschool' friends was that I never thought about conformism and non conformism with the former. Of course, with the latter, I still enjoyed our numerous discourse about the importance of being unique and different and whatnot.
A couple of months later, there was a snag.
Since my highschool friends and I were 'no longer in the same room' metaphorically, all of us 'grew up' with different ways of thinking, even if we still talked over the phone and met for lunch for even a couple of minutes talking. Suddenly I liked something that they deemed 'conformist'. Suddenly they didn't like some of my historical idols. Suddenly we became different from one another. It was magic. Black magic back then, but right now I just see it as plain, awesome magic. We were becoming our own personalities. Two years later after our last year in highschool - suddenly something different was between us... or at least I was turning into someone else, away from trying to become like them. It was a minor thing, really, we didn't put up a fuss about that. But I gradually came to realize the importance of thinking for myself for once.
I realized that, even if they didn't like one of my idols - it didn't mean that I had to stop liking them.
We had already gone through a discussion about this, once. The nature of conformism and non conformism~ we came to the conclusion that, even if non conformism is steering away from the common trends and what 'people want you to do' - it is still following the very rule of non conformism. In layman's terms: As a non conformist, we must follow what non conformists would naturally follow. Therefore, if you were suddenly faced with a cartoon like Betty Boop which everybody was going gaga over - you. must. resist. Why? Because everybody likes it. Everybody does it. Therefore you must not like and do it, too. That was my mindset back then (I'm only talking for myself, since I don't really know how my highschool friends' views about non conformism were). But that was before my WHOALIFECHANGING realization.
I began looking for my own 'way' of life. I looked for something that would define me as myself; something that wouldn't make me unhappy.
And, you know what? I answered the question of 'what is non conformism' myself. It might not be true; it might not be the best way to do it, but it became my way of doing things: non conformism, for me, is to be myself. To follow only myself... what I like, what I want, what I want to be... it's someting that nobody else would share because they're just not me. They have their own life, and I have mine. That's just the way it is. I said: screw conformism, screw non conformism - because the only thing that matters and makes me happy is me and my own opinions.
I saw things differently. I stopped excessively 'complaining' about how people liked that one cartoon or anime were mindless sheep zombies. It just is. And it was nothing overly complicated. With my 'I like it because I like it and nobody says otherwise' motto in life, I began to lay it over everybody else.
Guitar players wanted to be guitar players because they wanted to be guitar players.
Cheerleaders wanted to be cheerleaders because they wanted to be cheerleaders.
And people who like Naruto or Bleach or Hetalia likes these popular anime shows because they wanted to like these popular anime shows.
Simple, isn't it? XD They're not hurting anybody by doing or liking what they want. Heck, if they want to follow society, then let them... it's their own thing. As long as they don't meddle with what I want. And all the same: if I wanted to follow society, then let me - and I won't meddle with what you like and don't like. In fact, I'll be happier thinking that you're going along your own way.
And soon enough, as I began to go even further into my 'way', I began to notice how important it was to let things be as they are if they're not actually hurting anybody. That meant that I had to let everybody go their own way and not force my 'way' on them. That meant always saying 'My opinion is... I dunno, that's just me!' whenever a discussion is going along. That meant not liking something like how society want females to look like, and 'complaining' about it in order to bring in a change instead of complaining for the sake of complaining. That meant realizing that I had no control over everything and everyone, and that everybody takes my word for only ten percent - and I learned to accept that.
It's sort of a Catch-22 ideal. Nothing changes. I just become... erhh... one with the world, you could say. Like those flower things. And stuff. I dunno, something like that :| Peace and whatnot. Peace of mind ishkabibble... or something...
The journey that I went through, all the hardships of trying to find myself was there already. I just had a lot of run ins with the law and all :D But hey! This is what makes life awesome and great~
So what was the point of this journal? Well I mostly wrote it to vent. I wrote it after seeing others excessively complain too much; and wrote it for the sake of setting me back on my own philosophy to 'not care' and 'let them be' and not go against them by trying to force my philosophy on them brashly. I mean, I could be quite brash if I want to, but in the matters of individuality- that's where I'm most passive.
But the overall message of this journal is not about my philosophy. It's about your philosophy. Make your own 'way' and motto in life, and find yourself along the terms of what makes you happy and what compliments your persona, like what the author of the article did in the end. Again, my philosophy in life is flawed, but it works well when in accordance to my own character and personality in terms of how I deal with others and how I face my life.
So I owe a great deal of apology to the so called 'conformists' that I used to excessively complain about, and bow to all the nonconformists in their struggle to fight for what they want. Whoever you all are, whatever you think, and whatever you want to do in your life doesn't matter~ it just is, and you're just you :) Nothing overly complicated. I won't care if we have different ideas about things... I'll accept anybody and everybody who accepts me as I am.
Just my two cents! Take it or leave it XD (go along, then, shoo)
Now, I won't rewrite what had happened in the article in some half assed pointed shell version, instead I'll get straight to the point of the subject of this unimportant article~
Stick to your own guns.
:D
The author failed miserably when she tried her new non-complaining lifestyle. At first she saw her whining as some hindering force from all the precious positive energy and whatnot, but later on she realized how it was a way for her to let off her bad feelings, as well as using it as a conversation starter all the same. She tried and failed because she realized that she wasn't made to be overly positive. There's always a gray area for people like her - in a way, she realized the importance of seeing things as they are instead of ignoring them entirely, or focusing on them too much.
Because being positive means being positive without having anything negative to repress. It's a turnabout way on how concepts like conformism and non conformism slightly go.
Now where am I going along these lines? What's the point of sharing this article at all?
Well, let's just establish the fact that I'm not saying that I never complain. In fact, according to Will Bowen, I'm about to 'complain' right now XD
See, back during the last year of my highschool days, I became friends with people who changed me from being the quiet one of the class to someone who had a lot of things to say and complain about. My earlier friends had moved out, and it had depressed me immensely, so I tried to reach out to them and become a part of their 'cool' group.
We, as a group, were brought up into a world where the word 'non conformism' was god and 'conformism' was something to feel vehement against. I grew up with them with the same state of mind - everyone who followed the trend was 'bad' while those who stuck their noses out against 'what society wants you to do' is basically 'one of us'. We spent our time talking about it - how our 'way' was right and conformism was wrong. How we were unique, and different, and all those things that sounded so wonderful when you were 16 years old and about to face the world without its mask of fantasy lies and innocent facts. We were our own world; us and our philosophy. We were against people who thought guitars were cool because our school thought guitars were cool; we were against people who loved cheerleading, basketball, because our school's many students loved those too. It was a comfortable little world with its own rules and boundaries.
But then college came and our semesters practically went 'begone, innocent teenage years!'.
That's when we began to go to different schools and different courses. As a result, we were suddenly thrust with other people to talk to; share opinions, likes and dislikes with. Things became different. And me, understanding the importance of being friendly to anyone - I tried to open up to these people, but failed. I think it was because I was still in my old 'high school' mindset where I thought they were too much unlike me to truly get along with. Pretty sad days, too XDD
Second semester came rolling in. I warmed up with the people who had numerous differences with my character, met new people who were less on the bombastic side, and they became my other set of friends. My 'college' friends. The difference between my 'college' friends and my 'highschool' friends was that I never thought about conformism and non conformism with the former. Of course, with the latter, I still enjoyed our numerous discourse about the importance of being unique and different and whatnot.
A couple of months later, there was a snag.
Since my highschool friends and I were 'no longer in the same room' metaphorically, all of us 'grew up' with different ways of thinking, even if we still talked over the phone and met for lunch for even a couple of minutes talking. Suddenly I liked something that they deemed 'conformist'. Suddenly they didn't like some of my historical idols. Suddenly we became different from one another. It was magic. Black magic back then, but right now I just see it as plain, awesome magic. We were becoming our own personalities. Two years later after our last year in highschool - suddenly something different was between us... or at least I was turning into someone else, away from trying to become like them. It was a minor thing, really, we didn't put up a fuss about that. But I gradually came to realize the importance of thinking for myself for once.
I realized that, even if they didn't like one of my idols - it didn't mean that I had to stop liking them.
We had already gone through a discussion about this, once. The nature of conformism and non conformism~ we came to the conclusion that, even if non conformism is steering away from the common trends and what 'people want you to do' - it is still following the very rule of non conformism. In layman's terms: As a non conformist, we must follow what non conformists would naturally follow. Therefore, if you were suddenly faced with a cartoon like Betty Boop which everybody was going gaga over - you. must. resist. Why? Because everybody likes it. Everybody does it. Therefore you must not like and do it, too. That was my mindset back then (I'm only talking for myself, since I don't really know how my highschool friends' views about non conformism were). But that was before my WHOALIFECHANGING realization.
I began looking for my own 'way' of life. I looked for something that would define me as myself; something that wouldn't make me unhappy.
And, you know what? I answered the question of 'what is non conformism' myself. It might not be true; it might not be the best way to do it, but it became my way of doing things: non conformism, for me, is to be myself. To follow only myself... what I like, what I want, what I want to be... it's someting that nobody else would share because they're just not me. They have their own life, and I have mine. That's just the way it is. I said: screw conformism, screw non conformism - because the only thing that matters and makes me happy is me and my own opinions.
I saw things differently. I stopped excessively 'complaining' about how people liked that one cartoon or anime were mindless sheep zombies. It just is. And it was nothing overly complicated. With my 'I like it because I like it and nobody says otherwise' motto in life, I began to lay it over everybody else.
Guitar players wanted to be guitar players because they wanted to be guitar players.
Cheerleaders wanted to be cheerleaders because they wanted to be cheerleaders.
And people who like Naruto or Bleach or Hetalia likes these popular anime shows because they wanted to like these popular anime shows.
Simple, isn't it? XD They're not hurting anybody by doing or liking what they want. Heck, if they want to follow society, then let them... it's their own thing. As long as they don't meddle with what I want. And all the same: if I wanted to follow society, then let me - and I won't meddle with what you like and don't like. In fact, I'll be happier thinking that you're going along your own way.
And soon enough, as I began to go even further into my 'way', I began to notice how important it was to let things be as they are if they're not actually hurting anybody. That meant that I had to let everybody go their own way and not force my 'way' on them. That meant always saying 'My opinion is... I dunno, that's just me!' whenever a discussion is going along. That meant not liking something like how society want females to look like, and 'complaining' about it in order to bring in a change instead of complaining for the sake of complaining. That meant realizing that I had no control over everything and everyone, and that everybody takes my word for only ten percent - and I learned to accept that.
It's sort of a Catch-22 ideal. Nothing changes. I just become... erhh... one with the world, you could say. Like those flower things. And stuff. I dunno, something like that :| Peace and whatnot. Peace of mind ishkabibble... or something...
The journey that I went through, all the hardships of trying to find myself was there already. I just had a lot of run ins with the law and all :D But hey! This is what makes life awesome and great~
So what was the point of this journal? Well I mostly wrote it to vent. I wrote it after seeing others excessively complain too much; and wrote it for the sake of setting me back on my own philosophy to 'not care' and 'let them be' and not go against them by trying to force my philosophy on them brashly. I mean, I could be quite brash if I want to, but in the matters of individuality- that's where I'm most passive.
But the overall message of this journal is not about my philosophy. It's about your philosophy. Make your own 'way' and motto in life, and find yourself along the terms of what makes you happy and what compliments your persona, like what the author of the article did in the end. Again, my philosophy in life is flawed, but it works well when in accordance to my own character and personality in terms of how I deal with others and how I face my life.
So I owe a great deal of apology to the so called 'conformists' that I used to excessively complain about, and bow to all the nonconformists in their struggle to fight for what they want. Whoever you all are, whatever you think, and whatever you want to do in your life doesn't matter~ it just is, and you're just you :) Nothing overly complicated. I won't care if we have different ideas about things... I'll accept anybody and everybody who accepts me as I am.
Just my two cents! Take it or leave it XD (go along, then, shoo)