Wednesday, March 31, 2010

The Mayo Jar and Coffee

I'm just reposting this from my friend's blog. If you're as swamped as I am with school and everything else, read this cute little story.


A professor stood before his philosophy class and had some items in front of him. When the class began, wordlessly, he picked up a very large and empty mayonnaise jar and proceeded to fill it with golf balls. He then asked the students if the jarwas full. They agreed that it was.

The professor then picked up a box of pebbles and poured them into the jar. He shook the jar lightly. The pebbles rolled into the open areas between the golf balls. He then asked the students again if the jar was full. They agreed it was.

The professor next picked up a box of sand and poured it into the jar. Of course, the sand filled up everything else. He asked once more if the jar was full. The students responded with a unanimous “yes.”

The professor then produced two cups of coffee from under the table and poured the entire contents into the jar, effectively filling the empty space between the sand. The students laughed.

“Now,” said the professor, as the laughter subsided, “I want you to recognize that this jar represents your life.”

The golf balls are the important things-your God, family, your children, your health, your friends, and your favorite passions – things that if everything else was lost and only they remained, your life would still be full.

The pebbles are the other things that matter like your job, your house, and your car. The sand is everything else-the small stuff.

“If you put the sand into the jar first,” he continued, “there is no room for the pebbles or the golf balls. The same goes for life. If you spend all your time and energy on the small stuff, you will never have room for the things that are important to you.

Pay attention to the things that are critical to your happiness. Play with your children. Take time to get medical checkups. Take your partner out to dinner. Play another 18 holes. There will always be time to clean the house and fix the disposal. Take care of the golf balls first, the things that really matter. Set your priorities. The rest is just sand.

One of the students raised her hand and inquired what the coffee represented. The professor smiled. “I’m glad you asked. It just goes to show you that no matter how full your life may seem, there’s always room for a couple of cups of coffee with a friend.”


Isn't that awesome?

Tuesday, March 30, 2010

Happily Ever After?

I stumbled upon this really interesting collection. I grew up with Disney and I love fairytales. I love the grim and dark background these fairytales generally have.

Check out Dina Goldstein's "Fallen Princesses" gallery. Goldstein takes each of these princesses and set them in the modern day setting, surrounded by modern day issues; of course, with a modern day ending as well. I thoroughly enjoyed this collection of hers. It is a bit mirror-shattering... but the real world sure is tough.

http://www.fallenprincesses.com/

What are your thoughts?

Wednesday, March 24, 2010

counting down...

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It is 35 minutes til I officially turn 19, and 33 days til I leave for Indonesia.

As I was walking home, I was just thinking how much I've changed since my last trip to Indonesia (2006). I have done lots of things since then. I have changed my mind on certain issues. I have changed my wardrobe. I have changed my plans for the future. There are things that I wish I can do again. There are also things that I want to repeat. And obviously, there are things that I just wish I didn't do.

Then I remembered what my eye-doctor (who has a bachelor in film) said to me. He said, "Never think of it as time wasted. Think of it as, 'well, now I know that that is not something I want to do.' Like process of elimination".

Thank you, insightful optometrist with a film degree. Also, thank you for all my friends; you all have shaped me to who I am right now.

"So that to know her, or any one, one must seek out the people who completed them; even the places" - Mrs. Dalloway, by Virginia Woolf.

Tuesday, March 9, 2010

leap!

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Love is a leap. I don't know if I should leap or I should just stay where I am right now because it's comfortable and it's what I know best. I'm scared that I won't make the jump and hurt myself, again. Or if I leaped, and he'll apologize and say, "I'm sorry. I can't catch you right now".