Archives for March 2015
In the wise words of my old soccer coach: keep it simple stupid (K.I.S.S.).
Life often feels so complicated doesn’t it? Sometimes I think that living in the city amplifies that feeling, which is why I am a firm believer that there are times when you just have to GET OUT.
Last Saturday, for my friend’s birthday, a group of my girlfriends and I hopped into a car and drove out to Abbotsford for the day.
When my alarm goes off in the morning I do not spring out of bed with enthusiasm, rather, I feel more hatred toward that obnoxious, patronizing sound than any other sound in existence. There is a literal battle that goes on within myself that looks something like this: “Just another 5 minutes.” “No! You have to get up!” “But I can totally get ready in 20 minutes.” “No you can’t.” “I totally can, I’ll just hurry.”
Anyone who knows me knows that I cannot, in fact, get ready in 20 minutes.
Sometimes I find myself trying really hard to avoid failure. I want all the things I do to be awesome! But don’t we all? I think it’s mostly because I hate how I feel when I fail. It brings up all sorts of emotions and unearths all sorts of selfishness that I had an inkling was lurking below the surface, but I was ignoring it.