Today I saw the word spontaneity in a book so much like the nike bum bag your dealer Jerome found in the bins at the back of your local McDonalds I’m going to just do it, and write a post about spontaneity.
In my short time on this planet I have come to realise that the times the best thing seem to happen, are when they are not planned, the things that are done in the spur of the moment that you do because you remembered that one generic Tumblr post that told you (if you weren’t already aware) that you only live once. Now when I speak of spontaneity I am not talking about being at home with your m8 Steve Aka ‘Ace poonani slayer’ Aka ‘bantersaurusrex’ Aka ‘ooh that booty fine’ then suddenly deciding to take a most cheeky trip to Nando’s for possibly one of, if not the most cheeky evenings of your life, nor am I talking about randomly deciding to add three sugars to your tea this time instead of two because your feeling frisky. I am talking about those times when your ready to make a memory, the times when you know that if you do something. You’ll remember it for a. Really. Really. Really long time, it will be that story that you and your friends will tell for the rest of time, a story painted on your life tapestry.
Now spontaneity can often be easily mistaken with stupidity, and those of you gifted with slight glimmers of intelligence will understand what I mean when I say that not all opportunities should taken and not all ideas are good ones.There is a difference between being spontaneous and randomly doing something stupid. Now unfortunately there is a very thin line between these two things which may cause problems in your moment of spontaneity or stupidity. In the moment you may feel like you’re about to do something amazing, but just as you begin to do it there is a moment where you realise. You… Fucked… Up. Like that one time you decided to do a standing backflip but mid spin realised you were too drunk to walk yet alone backflip causing you to land face first of the concrete losing both your front teeth and along with those, what was left of your self respect. Here you must use your better judgment and i’m sorry to tell you this but i don’t think this post will in any way aid you with that, you’re on your own there buddy.
but equally a lot of the time we want to do things but we don’t, we think too hard and too long and we decide that maybe its just not a good time to do certain things, this then causes you to never do anything forever thinking about the things you could’ve done and the memories you could have made. You could have possibly missed out on doing something that could have changed your life. And it’s at the times that these moments arise that you’ve just got to do it, you can use your better judgment to way up the pros and cons but you’ve got to be willing to be wrong, you’ve just got to suck it up and be willing to flop cause if you do, fuck it at least you tried!
I have a friend called ollie known also, to those close to him, as Jew. Now ollie is well known for doing things the normal person would not randomly do. He does things we all think are pretty cool to watch but are too afraid to try ourselves, jumping off of cliffs and other extraneous activities. Ollie in the past has done some questionable things blurring the lines between stupidity and spontaneity, but he attacks every tasks he undertakes with the mindset that if he puts in 100% he’s sure to succeed and to be fair to him more often than not he does. Now I am in no way suggesting that we all now go jump off cliffs and kill ourselves trying to live life to ‘the max’. but I am suggesting that we all test ourselves, doing more than we believe we’re able too, cause who knows we just might end up surprising ourselves.
So as I read over this post i realise its very incoherent and quite all over the place trying to link several different topics together but I listened to some Drake about an hour ago and am still all up in my feelings so if every now and then I rant about spontaneity and giving 100% just let me be happy. You may have read this and asked yourself why does this kid think he knows so much, and truthfully i don’t know why I think I know so much. I probably don’t know anything at all, but maybe the real question is, why are you looking to a 16 year old for life advice?