Loner vs Not, Living vs Fear

Which is better? To go through life observing the world or living in it? When you live, you miss out on all your surroundings, but when you observe, you miss out on living in the moment.
When you live, you enjoy the interaction of other people, of laughing and joking about things. When you live, you become more of an extrovert, experiencing life as it comes and going in for the ride. When you live, you decide that life is your bitch and you’re going to live it the way you want. You’re going to go skydiving, rock climbing, or ride the damn rollercoaster.
When you observe, you see things that others don’t. You see the emotion and feelings of others just walking down the street. You see the joy and the pain of the world around you. When you observe, you see the details in the birds in the flowers and the squirrels in the trees. You become one with the earth. You are more cautious because you know what can happen.
Realistically, it’s probably the healthiest to be a balance between living and observing. I can say that I can relate to both. Mostly, I would say I’m more introverted and observant, but lately I’ve been more into living. I don’t wanna fear living just because of a risk of dying. I’m going to go to Chicago and go to the damn ghetto if I want. If I’m supposed to get shot, I will. If I’m not, then I won’t. I’m going to ride the Vegas ride that is 1,500 feet in the air. If something breaks, then goodbye. If not, then hell yeah. Everyone has a time they are supposed to die, so I will do whatever I please with no fear of living. What kind of life would that be if you were too scared to live?
Example: I have ear problems and especially when it comes to ear pressure and flying. The doctor says to follow all these specific procedures to prevent the ear pressure, blah blah blah. The smart thing to do would be to actually listen to him, but I probably won’t. Being so careful takes too much energy that could be used toward excitement. You know that feeling you get before your first date, or when you’re next in line for the rollercoaster of the world, or maybe you’re about to go on stage? That’s the feeing I live for. The feeling of living.

Stay simply.. and eat the damn cupcake 🙂
-A

Simply Society

I’m totally going to cut on today’s society. And I should cut on myself for saying “totally”– (what are we, in the 70s?)
21 reasons why today’s society is pathetic.

Were you expecting another Buzzfeed list? Now, I must admit, just because I’m cutting down on today’s society doesn’t mean that I am not guilty of sneaking a peek at Buzzfeed every now and then. I wish I wasn’t, but I am. It’s just that, what happened to pure writing of full articles filled with sentences that turned into paragraphs instead of half-assing these so-called lists, or quizzes of “What is your Life Destiny?” I don’t mean to sound like I’m preaching some annoying middle school English teacher, but let’s get real. Just think about it. Can you imagine your child coming home from school saying that he or she learned how to use Facebook that day? Oh wait, they already knew that since they were like, 3–never mind. Let’s try something else. Can you imagine your child coming home from school and saying he or she learned history about the world before social media? It’s now this fascinating thought of “how the hell did people live like that?” type of world. How did we survive without Facebook, Twitter, and Instagram?– Oh my! I mean these things are autocorrected in my phone to capitalize them as proper nouns. I feel kind of bad for the children of today’s society since they will probably never experience those nights of hours on the phone with their crush, but instead are ruining such a fond memory by perhaps giving themselves away on Skype or whatever the new version of that is. Not like Skype is necessarily social media, but you get my point. Soon, the world will become an apocalypse of people acting as robots depending on their phones, and let’s be honest, we’re pretty damn close to that. You’ve all heard of the argument of phones in today’s society I’m sure, and I just want to mention that it does kind of play a big part in how today’s society runs–actually a big part, but I won’t go into it. Anyways, I hope I’ve sparked enough interest in you to let me know your thoughts. Email me at ashleysinclair90@gmail.com.
Don’t get me wrong, I hope you LOL at the next snap you get, but how about you go pick up a good book at the library while you’re at it, eh?

Stay simply. 🙂
-A

Simply Me

What does a person say in their first blog post? “Hi. I’m Ashley.” Blah blah blah… can you say snooze? But honestly, I’m not so sure how to begin, but I do know this– myself. I’m just your average 23-year-old girl who is longing to have my words read and to relate to other girls. Recently I’ve noticed on Facebook and other social media of these “lists” going around of people’s blogs. I think lists are easy for everyone to read in this fast-paced society but what ever happened to reading actual sentences? And enjoying them?

Recently, I graduated from college and am starting this whole “real world, real job” type deal. Not a fan. Long story short, I got an interview at Hollister– yeah I know what you’re thinking.. real job, huh? Anyways, it was for a management position and I was thinking, “yeah I totally got this.” I grew up in a snobby high school (think Gossip Girl of Wisconsin) and honestly I’ve felt like many things have naturally come to me (not to sound bratty but I sometimes felt that I had this “it” factor). Well, I didn’t get the job and I’m pretty sure it did not have to do with my qualities! I fit all the qualities for the position, except for my look. Don’t get me wrong, I am not ugly, but I’m not a supermodel and definitely not a Hollister barbie. I am your average blonde medium length hair, 5’4″, blue/green/chameleon eyed, big-boobed girl. (Pretty sure Hollister hated my boobs–but I tried covering them up! You know what I mean if you have this problem.)

Anyways, it got me thinking… what if I had lost this “it” factor that I once had? I mean not only did that interview experience just happen to me, but also I’ve just recently been told “no” a lot more nowadays whether it’s from my parents, boyfriend, or friends. It may not seem like that big of a deal, but holy guacamole– when the hell did I grow up?! Does being told “no” mean you’re an adult? Just because I don’t have this “it” factor anymore and everything’s not coming to me naturally, does this mean my life is over? Of course not… or am I getting happier by simply being me? I would like to think the latter. 

Sorry for this rant of a first blog post, but does anyone else feel this way about things changing as you grow up and are bound to face the real world? 

P.S I plan to actually post every Sunday (yeah I know it’s Tuesday–blame my chaotic right brain) and it will be about relatable life topics that I hope we can discuss about– Simply Sundays for Simply Me. 🙂

Have a good day!

-A