Thursday, June 17, 2010

Waiting and Hoping (for her)

"Learn from yesterday, live for today, hope for tomorrow." ~ Albert Einstein

I've been doing a lot of thinking about my personal life recently. A lot. I keep running into a major fork in the road when trying to decide how I should (or need to) act in terms of finding someone. Should I be proactive and making a conscious effort? Or do I go with the flow and just let it happen? The last part of Mr. Einstein's quote "...hope for tomorrow," is what I oftentimes fall asleep saying to myself. Michael Bublé's song 'Haven't Met You Yet' has lyrics that captures this series of emotions within me perfectly.


I will highlight the parts that I connect extremely well with, and that I truely/deeply hope will come true one day.

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I'm not surprised, not everything lasts
I've broken my heart so many times, I stopped keeping track
Talk myself in, I talk myself out
I get all worked up, then I let myself down


I tried so very hard not to lose it
I came up with a million excuses
I thought, I thought of every possibility


And I know someday that it'll all turn out
You'll make me work, so we can work to work it out
And I promise you, kid, that I give so much more than I get
I just haven't met you yet

I might have to wait, I'll never give up
I guess it's half timing, and the other half's luck
Wherever you are, whenever it's right
You'll come out of nowhere and into my life


And I know that we can be so amazing
And, baby, your love is gonna change me
And now I can see every possibility

Oh, you know it'll all turn out
And you'll make me work so we can work to work it out
And I promise you kid to give so much more than I get
Yeah, I just haven't met you yet

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Wednesday, June 16, 2010

Connecting The Dots

“If you’re a new follower, send me a note and let me know how you stumbled across my twitter page. I love hearing how the connection was made.” – Julie Minevich’s Twitter wallpaper

And that’s exactly what I plan to do – because of reasons that I will in time explain. The picture is a timeline of the chain of events, which is elaborated upon below.




Monday morning had reared its ugly head and I found myself at work little tired (not unusual) and a little bored. I checked Gizmodo for the latest tech news and realized that E3 was taking place. Upon watching the Microsoft media briefing session I became infatuated with XBox's new addition Kinect and started looking for where I could order the XBox Slim, which was announced to be shipping this week (much to the media’s positive surprise). Not finding any success anywhere regarding availability on Best Buy’s website, I decided to try a new route of seeking their Facebook page for others who may have posed my question and maybe already having been answered. Their FB page led me to Best Buy’s “twelpforce” Twitter account and the top post was one made by “julieminevich” asking a question about a Canon S90.

I’d like to say that at this point I’ve fully explain how I got from point A to point Z (Julie’s Twitter) so there is no obligation whatsoever to keep reading. I would however, like to explain a very rare thing that occurred as the next short chain of events that led to a weird… I wouldn’t exactly call it an epiphany per se… but an astonishing and impressed sense of agreement.

I was about a split-second away from closing the web browser window after taking a quick overview of Julie’s website but caught the word “Blog.” I’ve always been infatuated with what people (albeit educated, articulate with words, and written from the heart) have to say/write about themselves. Upon catching the headlines of “Dating 2.0 – Best Medium for Post-Date ‘Thank You’ Message,” I was immediately hooked and dove right in because it was directly applicable to my recent personal life events. After reading the other two related blog entries and casting my votes for associated polls, I wondered: what else does she think and have to say about other things?

That was yesterday. I returned to exploring Julie’s blog again today at lunchtime in my cube. I settled on the post titled “An Invitation to Live Life” and dug into my lunch as I glanced up to read the blog in between bites. But by the 2nd paragraph I was so provoked by what I had read that I had to just put down my food and concentrate on reading. This particular entry was actually written by a friend of Julie’s, but the discussion revolved around the life of a (I’m going to use Julie’s tagline here) “twentysomething” and the uncertainties surrounding life after college and venturing into the adult world. The writer – Michal – then proceeded to pose inquries that questioned what it was that people were supposed to be doing at this point in their life.

All of this struck dead-on, a pretty big philosophical vein within me. What I mean is that I was surprised that another individual, whom I have never ever met, could have the exact same thought process and come to the ultimate, defining conclusion that I had arrived at (but through a different manner). It was an unreal feeling but one that I’ve had before on a few occasions when I was completing my philosophy minor back in college. I eventually went back and dug through my personal blog entries, and found that I had asked myself a lot of the same questions and wondered a lot about the same uncertainties roughly 20 months ago.

To this day, I don’t believe I’ve come across the answer to such questions as “When does real life start? When you are married? Have kids? Career milestone? Settled down (geographically)?” It probably has a lot to do with the fact that I haven’t been able to place a check next to any of those items or cross them off the list. But I have already come to a pretty big personal insight/breakthrough at the age of 26 that’s helped me live my life in a much more optimistic and meaningful manner:

Surely there are check-points in this journey that is your life, but if you strive to hit those – and only those – check-points, you will have lived the same life as everyone else. Is that really what you want to do? Be John-Every-Man? Nope, not this guy.