Nostalgia.

Recently, a comment on social media caught my attention.

What’s the point of Nostalgia? Why do you want to relive something which happened so long ago? Why are you gloryifing mediocre examples of music? Acquire finer tastes and move on.

I did find this rather interesting. Nostalgia sure has an effect on people. “Ah. I remember dancing to this song!”, but what’s the point? We cherish the moment. We take  a moment relive the experience. We do things with the exact intention of reliving it in the future, by taking pictures.

That’s the point of nostalgia. If we forget to enjoy the little things, if we stop ourselves from enjoying a tiny moment of happiness, or sorrow, we stop feeling. Emotions make us who we are. We’re human. Enjoy the little things, along with the significant ones. It’s the combination which makes our lives beautiful.

Why is everything so complicated.

Simplicit living is a forgotten way of living.

Why does everything need to be complicated?

From the “Lentils infused with a tinge of vinegar served with jus” to ” A 5MP front snapper with an octacore processor combined with the 1020Mah battery :Smartphone”.

Why do we need drama in our lives? To make it interesting? Maybe. Might be. Probably.

Why can’t everything be either black or white. WHY IS A GREY AREA REQUIRED.

You either like her, or you don’t. You either wanna go that party, or you don’t. You either wanna have lasagne for dinner, or you don’t.

You either want to live in a castle in Scotland, or you don’t. Actually no. Who wouldn’t want to do that?!

Why you should kill your friend.

Have you ever sat across the table from your friend and wondered what you can steal off them in case they died?

Erm, confession time. I have.
In face, I wonder quite loud. I always ask them what they’re worth. Not emotionally of course, they’re priceless. Yuck no. JK. I’ll find someone else.

“Sooo, your new phone. How much is it worth?”

“Sooo, your necklace. Platinum eh?”

“Your new scooter, you carry the keys with you all the time, right?”

“Your Bose headphones. Amazing right?”

They ridicule this. “Like you’d kill me” or “Like you’d let me die by the side of the road”. Nah. I wouldn’t. Or Would I? *evil laughter*

JK. I love your bitchy ass.

 

Stop Smiling.

Dating?

Let’s talk about dating.
Not my personal history of course. Go chop onions instead. *sob*

ACTUAAALY NO. I’ve seen people around me date. I eat a date. They go on a  date. I end up happy, albeit for a short time. They end up happy, albeit for a short time.

The poooint issss, it doesn’t matter. Nothing really matters. Single? Depressed? Together? Sad? Angry? Take one breath, picture an elephant jumping on a trampoline. Smile.
TADA.

You won’t ever read my blog again, will you? Eyy.