The Future Freaks Me Out

I’m terrified by the future. Specifically, the vast array of possibilities it holds. It’s not that I want the future to be fated or predestined or anything, because I don’t. I’m very glad the future is in flux and what I do today can change tomorrow. It makes for interesting concepts such as the many-worlds interpretation. My issue is in the fact that there are so many variables that planning, while not entirely pointless, is not as useful as I’d like it to be.

For example, when applying to colleges and universities, a high school student could have a mental plan of attending a certain university and getting a certain degree. They may even have a future job in mind. However, in order to achieve this plan, the student must be accepted into the desired university, they may have to be accepted into their desired major, they must pass classes associated with their desired major, graduate on time, and if they had a job in mind then that particular employer or field needs to be hiring when they graduate. (These are just a few examples of variables.) It’s true that certain of these variables are somewhat, if not mostly, in the hands of the student by way of their grades and efforts. However, certain variables are out of their control, such as the state of hiring in the student’s desired field or at their desired employer. That’s not even considering the incredible myriad of outside variables that can’t even be accounted for, such as natural disaster, economic shifts, etc.

The latter two groups of variables, the uncontrollable and outside variables, that terrify me the most. When I look to the future and try to decide what my ideal future is, it’s hard to hope for something when there are so many potential issues in the way. And yet, I can’t help but hope. It’s in my nature as a human and optimist, and it’s part of my personality. So I’m forced to ask myself: is it wrong or bad to hope for a future in a world of such vast possibilities? Is it best to set expectations low and be surprised when the future turns out how you may have wanted it, or is it best to hope for something so you can work towards it? I can’t claim to have the answer, but I personally believe that hope is one of the most crucial parts of being human. Without hope, many people fall into states of depression and perceived helplessness. It’s why things ranging from horoscopes to religion exist. They provide people with hope, some promise of a good future.

I can’t pretend I’m not terrified of the future, that I might not even approach the future I hope for. The best I can do is hope for a good future, be it a specific future or a generally good future, and work towards that future.

Hoping for nothing but the best for you,

I’m Michael, and this is my life.

Journaling // Leuchtturm 1917

About a month ago, I was feeling pretty down in the dumps. I was hitting that end of the semester, Junior year at university blues. Between existentialism and homework-induced stress, I was not sure I really sure what I was wanting to get out of this whole “life” thing. Around that same time, I had a coworker/friend encourage me to start journaling. She’s a hardcore optimist, the kind who is always happy (but not in the obnoxious, make you want to vomit kind of way). She firmly believes that journaling is beneficial for mental health, and there are numerous people who agree. Deciding I didn’t have much to lose, I bought a journal. I was originally going to go for a Moleskin journal, but they ended up being painfully expensive. Ultimately, I went with a journal from Leuchtturm 1917, because the quality was similar to Moleskin, but the price was significantly lower. (I’d highly recommend them. I love mine.)

I’ve been journaling since then (on and off, but I’m trying my very best to do it nightly). I have a reminder on my phone to write each night. If I’m too tired, busy, or I forget, I almost always write the next morning. I try very hard to be as detailed as possible, because I’m one of those people who fears forgetting things. The fact that life is simply the combination of memories of the past and hopes for the future frightens me, but that’s a story for another time. The point is, I started journaling and have been since the beginning of March.

I found it especially useful and fun to do when I was on spring break down in Texas. It was a way to relive each day after it happened and record what happened so I can always go back and read about what all I did, in case I do forget any details. In fact, down in Texas was the first time an entry I wrote exceeded a page, which was an amazing feeling.

So: What do I think? A month on, how do I feel about journaling? Has it helped my mental health? Yes, it definitely has. That’s not to say I don’t still have the occasional existential panic (it’s a virtual inevitability when at university), but I feel better about my life on the whole. I feel like each day is memorable, even if nothing much happened. It also ends up being a sort of self-fulfilling prophecy: I feel like each day is more memorable because I’m writing about it, then I end wanting to do more memorable activities each day so I have more to write! It’s an upward spiral that feels amazing. Even if I still have no clue what I want from the future, I feel a lot better about my life.

So that’s me, saying what many people have already said: you should journal because it’s good for you. Until next time. (Which will hopefully be next week. I know I’m really bad at this, but I’m moving my day of the week to Saturday in attempts to give myself time to write these posts.)

I’m Michael, and this is my life.

Musical Emotions // Sia

One of the things I’ve found most interesting throughout my life is the absolutely incredible effect that music can have on one’s emotions. Everyone knows this. Sad songs make you sad, vice versa for happy songs. It’s one of the reasons music is so prevalent in culture. Indeed, it’s why music is so crucial for other media such as television and film. If the right song is chosen or composed for the right scene, the music alone could evoke the emotional response the producers are seeking. (Look to oppositional videos such as “Harry Potter as a Teen Comedy” for evidence of this if you don’t believe me.)

This is one of the reasons musical artists very rarely release albums filled with one emotional type of song. To release a song full of only sad or happy songs would eliminate a large portion of the target market who may like the style of music, but not seek out songs of that emotional charge. I think back to Secondhand Serenade. Sure, maybe not all of his songs were explicitly sad, but they all had a certain sad/somber emotional charge to them. As such, his songs were great for those who sought music for angst purposes, but were avoided by people who wanted exciting, upbeat music.

Many great artists manage to write songs that have a sort of duality when it comes to emotional charge. The song, for those feeling or wanting to feel a certain way, will have one emotional charge. For the others, the opposite. I think of Sia’s song Chandelier. It has the amazing ability of functioning on both a party playlist and a wallow playlist. Indeed, quite a few songs on her album 1000 Forms of Fear have this ability, though obviously not all. This sort of aural and interpretive versatility is one attribute that makes many songs so phenomenal.

The power of this emotional charge of music should not be forgotten. Some people utilize it to further enhance their emotional state, others to work against it. These are both valid approaches. Seeking sad music to wallow is beneficial for emotional release, but it’s important to not spend too much time reinforcing negative emotions. A short wallow/mourning period is beneficial, but an extended one can damage your overall emotional health. I think everyone should start their day with songs that improve their mood. (Lately I’ve been listening to Uptown Funk in the mornings.) It’s amazing how much this affects your mood throughout the day! It’s kind of like breakfast for you mind/mood. (That being said, breakfast is a great time to do this listening!) I’d encourage everyone to give it a try. You can let me know in the comments how it worked for you, if you noticed a difference or not.

Until next time (and I really do promise I’m going to try to keep up with this),

I’m Michael, and this is my life.

If You'll Let Me Direct Your Attention... // Regular Show

Due to holidays, etc. I'm going to be cheating once again and posting one of my blog posts from this past semester, from my Television class. Enjoy!

Trade articles are one of the best ways to find out what is going on behind the scenes with various television channels and programs. Yet, the content in these articles is often focused on a specific aspect that the publisher or the network wanted to emphasize. For example, this article (entitled “Cartoon Network’s ‘Regular Show’ To Step Up Half-Hours”) spends about a fourth of the article focusing on Regular Show’s popularity and emphasis on friendship and fun, a point the creator J.G. Quintel feels is one of the reason it’s so well received by parents as well as kids. This confliction between the title’s focus and the actual content of the article helps to emphasis who’s being privileged in the publication of trade articles. Trade articles, while useful for finding information about a show from behind-the-scenes, should be read knowing that they tend to be biased toward the agendas of the network and the creators of a particular show, as well as the desires of the publication.

Regular Show is undeniably one of Cartoon Network’s most popular shows at present. It’s popular with not just younger kids, but also with their parents, older kids, and other adults and young adults. It does, as one can easily see in this clip, contain themes of friendship. However, it’s important to notice that the “friendship” in, at least in this specific clip, is a little warped in a way that might concern parents with younger kids. One prominent way is that Mordecai pushes Rigby at one particular instance, and this passes with no consequences (other than Rigby crying, which even that doesn't have any consequences). This reinforcement of physically violent interactions between friends may not be the kind of “friendship” that parents want to emphasize. This notion conflicts with Quintel’s statement that the show is popular with parents and kids due to its portrayal of friendships.

If the content of the show is at odds with the creator’s comments on the show in the trade journal, why is this still such a huge emphasis in the article that is supposed to be focused, according to the title, on the timeslot expansion of the show? The answer lies at the heart of trade journalism: the network’s agenda. Cartoon Network, while definitely pandering to young adult and adult audiences with its content (as discussed by many of the previous Cartoon Network blog posts), they still pride themselves on being a cartoon channel for kids and families. Therefore, the network wants to promote the concepts that appeal to parents, such as the emphasis on friendship in their shows, even if they aren't always completely accurate or ideal. In this way, this trade article, amongst other articles, effectively ignore the perspectives of audiences of television, choosing to emphasize the networks’ and creators’ agendas for a show or channel.

In this way, this trade article seems to reflect the efforts made on-screen in shows throughout Cartoon Network. That is, they choose to publicly emphasize the positive, family-friendly qualities that are included in their shows in attempts to win over parents. It’s the other content that attracts other audiences and forms such a wide following.

That being said, I really must say Regular Show is one of Cartoon Networks best shows right now, and I (being a twenty year old male) thoroughly enjoy the show. I'd recommend it to young adult audiences and whatnot, though I'd encourage parental discretion when it comes to younger audiences.

Until next time, when I'll hopefully have an original post for the first time in too long, 

I’m Michael, and this is my life.