Letters to Myself – Part One

Dear Future Me,

This is you from the past. Obviously.

I hope you’re reading this as you sit by the pool in your mansion in Tuscany, while a shirtless Chris Hemsworth fans you with giant peacock plumes.

Oh, Future Me, I have so many questions…Has Facebook shared Myspace’s fate yet? Has Google taken over our souls, and most importantly, has Justin Bieber grown a beard?(Just kidding, we both know that one will never happen.)

By the way, no one has created a TV show about the adventures of a young Captain Jean-Luc Picard, have they?

Of course they haven’t.

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Whyyyy?

Look, you need to write the series yourself, and it doesn’t matter that you don’t know how to write a script. It’s your problem, not mine. Unless… you have already done that, and this is why you have a mansion in Tuscany!

YES!

Waait. This means I should warn an earlier-future-version of myself, the one who decides to write about young Jean-Luc’s adventures in the first place. If she doesn’t write the script,  you’ll have no pool, no mansion, and no bare chested Chris Hemsworth, Future Me!

You should really start freaking out by now.

Anyway, I better go write to her and save both our asses.

You’re welcome.

xoxo,

Moi

PS: This post was inspired by Becky’s letters at HUMYN. You should really check Becky out, her writing is absolutely beautiful.

On Perseverance

As long as you don’t give up, you haven’t lost.

I know, what a cliché #amiright? But hear me out for just a sec.

Perseverance is important as duck (see how I cleverly replaced the F for a D? If you haven’t, well,now you have.)

Anyway, I was thinking about Graham Moore’s Oscars’ speech, you, know, the “Stay weird, stay different” one. Which brought me back to Tim Allen’s one liner in Galaxy Quest (a great Star Trek parody by the way) where he says “Never  give up, never surrender.”

You know, a lot of people say those words, but they don’t really mean it, and I guess what I want to tell you tonight is to mean it. And eventually, whatever your goals are, they will happen. They might not develop just like you had envisioned them, but they will happen.

By now you’re all like, “Duck you, Madam W. That’s BS. You’ve got no idea what I’m going through.”

Weeeeell, I kind of do. Trust me.

We all think we’re so unique, right? And we are, but at the same time, we kind of aren’t.

See, every person on this Earth goes through shit in their lives (at some point or another), and here’s the trick: The levels of shit are infinite, and the majority of shit isn’t easy to relate to, or maybe it is, but that doesn’t matter. It’s still classified as shit because it’s shit to the person experiencing the shit. Makes sense?

Which basically means, “Respect other people’s battles” or as I like to call it, “Respect other people’s shit.” 

It’s very simple: We all have obstacles to surpass, each and every one of us. And we all have dreams and goals we want to accomplish.

We all want to change something in our lives, which is the reason why we’re not born with what we wanted or needed. We have to learn and evolve in order to reach that magical state we want to be in. Sometimes, those around us have to learn and evolve too. And we might not reach our goals today, or tomorrow, or even in our lifetime (gender and race equality anyone?). But eventually, we will.

As long as we stay true to ourselves and never give up.

Besides, it’s a really nice journey. Tough as hell, but totally worth it. I guess those of us who manage to reach old age come to realize that we set our goals to set our journey.

It’s all part of the “We’re fighting for something” cycle, and as in any cycle, once we reach our goals (if we are lucky enough), we start looking for a new purpose. Why? And this is where your mind gets blown:

In the end, we’re seeking journeys.

So never give up, never surrender. Stay true to yourself, and stay weird and stay different. Respect other people’s battles and make sure to enjoy the ride.

And always, always, always, have something to fight for.

If You Could Be Any Fictional Character, Who Would You Be?

It’s pretty simple: leave your answers on the comments below, explaining your choice. By the way, you can choose more than one character.

To make it fun, you can choose a character who isn’t much like you, and one who is closer to your actual personality. But you don’t have to. In the end, just follow your gut.

Rules:

A) You can’t choose Batman. It’s too obvious because everyone wants to be Batman.

B) You can’t answer, “My awesome self”  because one) you’d ruin the game, and two) that’s super corny.

So, I’ll start.

If you’ve been reading my blog, you probably know this already, but I’d definitely aspire to be like:

Captain Jean-Luc Picard from Star Trek: The Next Generation.

tumblr_static_picard-full-of-win1x8k2z_zpsb01d0b2eWhy?

1)Picard is an erudite, and a kick-ass captain, who respects his subordinates and knows how to drive them to their best potential.

2) Patrick Stewart.

3) Patrick, frocking Stewart, folks.

As for my second choice, that would be:

Rocket Racoon from Guardians of the Galaxy.

Guardians_Of_The_Galaxy_EST1940_comp_v176.1135Why?

1) I’m hairy and crazy as fuck.

2) That’s pretty much it.

What about you, my beloved minions? Which character would you choose?

Riker’s Beard

I don’t have enough facial hair to grow a beard, (though my waxing lady will beg to differ). I also happen to lack a penis and a steady career in the circus industry, which means the odds I’ll ever get a beard are very slim.

I guess it was never meant to be.

BUT if I were a guy, I would definitely grow commander William Riker’s beard (if you don’t know Star Trek: TNG, here you go. Picard’s heart is broken, by the way.)

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Anyway.

Why Riker’s beard, you might ask?

Because it’s not just a beard. It’s the epiphany of beards.

Just look at it.

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  • If Riker’s beard were a John Green book, it would be called “The Fault in My Beard: None”.
  • If it were a Mexican-wrestler, it would be called La Barba Macho.
  • If it were a musical, it would be called “My Fair Beard”.
  • If it were a movie, it would be called “Beardinator”.
  • If it was a fast food chain, it would be called McBeard’s.
  • If it were a pop singer, it would be called Beardy. Get it? From Birdy? Oh! One Beard instead of One Direction? How about Justin Beard? LOL, just kidding, we both know he could never grow one.

I might be losing the juice here, but you get my point.

So if you’re a guy, grow a Riker’s beard. And save the world with it.

Next installment: Neil deGrasse Tyson’s moustache.

Key Speakers At The 28th National Space SymposiumYesssssss.