Life
Okay, so before you even get into this, yeah, I know.
The title says “Life”, and you’re probably like, “Cool. That tells me… absolutely nothing.”
And honestly? Fair enough.
But that’s kind of the thing with life, isn’t it? It’s just one word, but it holds too much. Way too much. Like, how are we supposed to sum up something that feels different every single day?
Some days life feels like a good playlist and a cup of chai. Other days it’s just a mess of emotions, deadlines, overthinking, and wondering what even is going on.
So no, this blog doesn’t come with a clear answer or a life lesson.
It’s just… me. Thinking out loud. Trying to figure stuff out. Probably failing at it a little, but hey, we’re all just kind of winging it, right?
Because honestly, nobody has life figured out. Everyone’s just improvising. Some have been winging it for decades and call it “wisdom,” and some of us are just trying to survive school, emotions, and math formulas we’ll probably never use.
The Art of Messing Up (aka Being Human)
Let’s just say it, we all mess up. A lot. But somehow, mistakes feel like the end of the world. One small slip and suddenly you’re being blamed like you’ve destroyed the economy.
Like, I accidentally knock over a glass and suddenly my whole personality is under review.
It’s funny (not funny ha-ha, but funny weird) how the mistake itself hurts less than how people react to it. Instead of “it’s okay, let’s fix it,” it’s more like “HOW COULD YOU?”
And I’m just there thinking, “Umm… gravity?”
People See the Actions, Not the Story
What nobody talks about is how easy it is to judge someone without knowing their why. You see someone snap, fall behind, forget something—and you think “careless.” But maybe they didn’t sleep all night. Maybe something’s heavy in their mind.
I’ve always been more of a silent observer. You know, the person in class who notices the small things. I try to read people’s expressions, sometimes I’m spot on, and other times I’m just guessing wildly, like “Oh, they’re upset,” and they’re just hungry.
Everything, All at Once
Here I am, smiling while I type this, and somewhere out there, someone’s probably having a total meltdown. Someone else is arguing with their mom about the remote. Someone just stepped in water with socks on.
It’s all happening, same moment, different places.
And isn’t that… kind of insane?
"This is life. Deal with it."
That’s what I always tell myself whenever something goes wrong. It’s like my own built-in defense mechanism.
Lost my notes? Life. Got a zero for forgetting the date of a test? Life. Existential crisis because I don’t know what I’m doing with anything? LIFE.
But seriously- is life good or bad? I don’t even know. Sometimes it feels like a comedy. Other times, a tragedy. And most of the time, like a low-budget indie film where the plot’s still being written.
So... What now?
I don’t think life is something we’re supposed to figure out. Honestly, it feels more like one of those glitchy video games, where nothing works the way it should, but you keep playing because, well... you’re in it now. And sometimes, it is kind of fun. Other times it just crashes for no reason.
But maybe that’s exactly what life is meant to be.
To laugh when everything is falling apart.
To cry even when you're not sure why.
To fail in the most dramatic, meme-worthy way possible.
And then to try again, maybe a little wiser, definitely hungrier, probably holding a packet of chips.
If you’re feeling like a total mess or like everyone else has it figured out, spoiler alert: they don’t. You’re definitely not alone.
We're all just here, kind of stumbling forward, living the next second for the very first time.
And you know what? That’s actually… kind of beautiful.
Okay- also kind of terrifying.
But mostly beautiful. With a little chaos sprinkled in.
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