Any decision I've followed through and all the activities that have shaped my life up until now have been because of random reasons.
-Baseball: T-ball through Sophomore Year in HS.
-->I found a baseball glove when I was little.
-French Horn: 6th grade-Now
-->Heard a song on the radio. Heard the FH, thought it was absolutely beautiful.
-Japanese Class: 9th grade-Now
-->Didn't like the other languages offered. We just dicked around. Then I went to Japan summer before junior year with a school trip. then I buckled down and got serious in class
-Soccer: 4 practices in 2nd grade before I quit, Recreational 7th-8th, Select 8th-10th And HS 9th-12th
-->I still don't know. The first time I ever played soccer I absolutely hated it. Then spur-of-the-moment I went to try out for a select team in 8th grade and made it.
-Tennis: 9th-12th grades.
-->I missed the mandatory meeting for baseball
-Wrestling: 9th-12th grades
-->Was walking home the day after soccer was done and hear weird noises down the hall. Investigated, found my schools wrestling team practicing, thought it looked cool and joined.
-Truman State University: currently sophomore
-->The girl on the brochure was hot.
-Social Fraternity (pledged last semester)
-->Guys showed up at my door and invited me out for chinese. Free chinese dinner? hell yeah
Now this final one just happened. I chose my major to be communications because the other day this girl came up to me while I was eating and started telling me about how awesome this flavor of ice cream was.
Seriously. But let me explain:
While I was talking to her, I wasn't thinking about the conversation; words were coming out of my mouth automatically. It was like my brain was on autopilot and just going while I, the pilot, could do other things. So I was asking myself "why did she come over here to tell me this?"
all these reasons flooded into my mind and I truly understood the meta-conversation going on in the current conversation for the first time. This is intensely interesting to me.
I'm also going to be an Asian studies minor, and most likely a music minor too. I'm trying to think of some jobs where all my skills could be applicable, but so far I'm drawing a blank. Hell, given the way things happen for me in my life I'll probably end up working for NASA for reasons I don't even know yet.
While I'm at it, I'll give you a little look into my life that I've never really told anybody IRL about. Things happen uniquely favored to me. I've always thought: The world is unfair, its in my favor. I feel a desire for things, and then they happen. i.e. today I was walking back to my room from class and people were clogging up one side of the sidewalk. There was a group of people playing frisbee nearby. There was enough space that one person could walk through, and this guy was coming from the other direction.
I realized that he was gonna get to the space first so I was gonna have to pause for like 2 seconds. Not really a big deal, but I was tired and wanted to get back. So I did this weird thing I do where I dredge up and intention and project it. I can't really describe what I do, I feel it well up in my body and then just shockwave out from right around my neck. My intention this time was "I will not stop." Suddenly, a guy playing frisbee right off the sidewalk was about to throw it. Instead of throwing it to another person (complete opposite direction of the sidewalk) he holds onto it for too long and it whizzes past the face of the guy I would have had to wait for. He pauses with a "whoa" and then stoops to pick it up, giving me enough time to walk through.
That's uncanny and coincidental. Things like that happen to me all the time. Another little thought experiment I do with projected intentions is on trees. I read some study where plants show a reaction on polygraphs based on human intention. Whether true or not, its just a fun thing to think about for me.
So last week I projected really good and nice intentions on this one particular tree (its massive, has acorns, and I walk by/under it all the time). I have to walk under it to get to my favorite dining hall. Last Wednesday I was walking to breakfast and I saw 2 people standing just before the trees branches started. As I got closer I heard the noise of acorns falling, just tons and tons of acorns hitting the ground. I kept walking and when I was just about to get to the point where they were falling they all stopped. I walked under, and as I got out the other side I heard acorns hitting the ground again.
This week, I decided I would project the intention to burn the tree on it. I did that, and today as I was walking underneath it (in the middle of stream of people) I got hit with an acorn. No wind, no other acorns fell, just me getting hit by one.
The moral of the story: Think nice thoughts about trees.