Routine – A way of life

***Warning: Geez, I’m on a roll with these personal posts***

How many of you wake up in the morning at the same time every day? I’m guilty of that. How many of you do the exact same thing after waking up? Guilty. How many of you have a morning ritual that you must do before you start your day? Again, guilty. How many of you go to work or do practically the same thing every day, only to wake up and repeat the process the next day? My guess is that everyone reading my blog right now answered in the affirmative to all these questions. There is something unique in the way everyone leads a different life, but are bound by a particular set of habits or activities that carries through day after day, week after week, months after months and year after year. You can argue that these people are too scared to break out of habit and are simply under the control of their fate, or you can say that they are just living their life, unparalleled in their own way, the masters of their own destiny. But even after all this, we have no choice but to agree that at some point, the lives we lead are run by the grace and harmony of routine.

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Feelings And Memories

***Warning: Another personal post ahead***

I’m pretty sure that most everybody in the world associates a memory with a certain feeling. I mean, apart from the people who have the ability of perfect recall, I’m fairly sure that it’s not easy to remember the exact details of a particular memory. Sure you remember it days after it happened, weeks, months and years even, but through the slow passage of time, the particular details of that memory start fading away. Where it happened, what was happening around you, all the smells, the touches, the sounds eventually just becomes a giant blur in your mind. This is just the way of life. The little details of the memory become less important as time goes on. Once the memory gets worn down to its very basic core, you will find that there are two things that just simply will never escape your mind no matter what you do: who you shared that memory with and how it made you feel.

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Passage Of Time

How fitting that I should write about the passage of time on my birthday. I’m 23 this year. Damn, I’m moving on up in life.

I know you’re all going to agree when I say that time itself is a cruel female dog. Yeah, I have to keep the language PG-13, you never know what kids are up to nowadays. They could be being awesome and reading my PG-13 blog, or just being lame and doing anything else on the computer. Anyway, the passage of time has to be one of the worst things about living. Like seriously. When you’re enjoying yourself, time flies. When you’re miserable, it crawls. How unfair is that? Time is one of the few things in life that actually has the power to change anything and everything, depending on how you use it. It can affect your life in such a way that would make you rethink everything; from the way you’ve lived to how and where you are right now. It’s frightening.

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Past, Present and Future

Have you guys seen “The Lovely Bones”? I actually saw the film before reading the book, mainly because everyone thought the film was not so great and raved about the book. This is basically the truth. I felt that the film itself dragged on a bit too long, and while it was visually stunning and immersive, it just didn’t pack as much punch or captivate me as much as the book did. The thing I liked about the film though, was that there was a bit of a redemptive factor at the end. The book didn’t have this, from memory. But then again, I read the book a very long time ago and I could just be misremembering and failing to recall certain details.

Anyway, this post is not supposed to be about “The Lovely Bones”, I just had to talk about it a little seeing as I’m borrowing a quote from there. It’s actually 1:48 AM at the time of me writing this, and as per usual I can’t sleep. I keep thinking about the future. Well, mostly my past too, and what I could’ve done differently and where I would be right now had I done certain things a particular way. It’s rough, thinking about this late in the night time. If you ever find yourself doing this, don’t pay attention to it. You are your own worst enemy at these hours.

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Three Words, Eight Letters

***Warning: Personal post ahead*** 

Aha. I bet all of you were thinking “I love you” as the three words the title is referring to. Normally, I would say yes you’re correct, but in this case I’m talking about “I miss you.” To the millions of people reading my blog, think of the most special person in your life right now. Think of the one person that you love speaking to everyday, look forward to seeing every time and the one person that you almost can’t bear to live without. Under most circumstances, this person would be hailed as your best friend. Suppose this best friend of yours is of the opposite sex. When someone of the opposite sex is usually referred to as a best friend, one could easily come to the conclusion that this person has all the desired qualities and attributes you would hope to find someday in a mate. Now imagine how easy it would be to fall for someone whom you consider the closest person to you, one who embodies someone you want to spend the rest of your life with.

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LoL – ELO Hell

I think it’s fair to say that I can consider myself a League of Legends veteran. I started playing right after Ezreal (my favourite champion) was just released, which was maybe over a year ago or so. Ever since then, I’ve just played normal games with friends and didn’t really care much for the competition, I just wanted to have fun. After a bit of time passed, my friends that I played LoL with started talking about the e-sports scene and how LoL was on the rise; talking about the different teams and strategies they used. The LoL competitive scene piqued my interest, and I started learning what I could about the e-sports scene. I felt a hunger for competition, and with each match played, although I was still in it for the fun, I found myself caring more and more about the outcome of the match. Unfortunately, me and my friends are a bunch of vain bastards who care too much about our statistics. We had too much pride in our scores and our win rates, and have always been afraid of playing ranked games due to the amount of negative information floating about it. We didn’t want to play ranked games simply because we were afraid to lose. Not lose because we suck, but lose because of this phenomenon called ELO hell.

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Choices And Consequences

Hey, be honest. Do you ever think of the consequences of the choices that you make, if the choice you’re making involves you feeling happy? Think about it real hard, then tell me. I’m willing to bet my dashing looks, my endless charm and my bazillionaire fortune that the answer floating around in your head was a flat “no”. If you’re sitting there reading this and saying “Haha you’re wrong there Winchesterz, I actually said yes,” then you aren’t being very honest with me and yourself! When we’re faced with the pursuit of happiness, human nature simply dictates that we follow it; regardless of what our logical selves tell us. Nowadays though, I’m finding that not enough of the people I meet choose to take the risk and follow happiness; instead they only follow it a short distance, and when faced with the prospect of any future consequences, tend to drop it at the first sign of a possible issue. Imagine what the world would be like if no one fought for anything, if no one fought for their happiness. It will be a peaceful world, sure, but it will be extremely predictable and lacking in flair. Everyone would be walking down the straight path. No one would take risks, no one would step out of the norm and attempt to do something different. Everyone will just live life the way they know how. Routine. Does that sound appealing at all?

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