Hope

Well it sure is hard to keep a blog. Well... No it’s not, but it sure is hard for me to do anything consistently at length it seems. Round two! Since last I posted lots of things have happened to me, I learned about love, life, how stupid boys are, how stupid I can be, and melodramatic geez, but most importantly, how important friends are to helping you through your stupidities. I won’t say who you are but you know, and thank you.

On a slightly happier note however, I met Jane Goodall! Well... I saw her give an incredibly inspiring speech that I will never forget, filmed her greeting the crowd in Chimp, and sat three rows behind her. It was probably one of the happiest moments of my life. I haven’t decided whether this is sad or not. She is my hero though. I hope to be just like her one day if and when I grow up. I don’t know how I will achieve this. I’m in archaeology not biology, I don’t appear to be as driven as she is, I’m a little scared of chimpanzees after watching her documentaries.. But what I believe she was trying to convey to us was that we should never give up hope, no matter what it is we have hope in. I know I’m a bit of an idealist, hopeless romantic and a, daydream believer (and a homecoming queeee-eeen (but not really), but I don’t think there’s anything wrong with that. Jane has proven time and again the importance of hope, and faith, and believing in yourself, and in others, no matter how hard it might seem to do so. I think this message is incredibly important because it is always much easier to throw the towel in and decide not to care rather than put yourself out there, strive for what you believe in, and try to make a difference.

I haven’t decided yet how I am going to make a difference. I try everyday to do some sort of good deed, not to make a difference but rather because I’ve had so many done to me it’s only fair to reciprocate to the universe. I’m planning to start walking dogs for the SPCA, and also to run the half marathon in September to raise money for the SPCA, but plans aren’t always followed through unfortunately. I don’t know what I can do to make a lasting difference. But all we have is now and every little bit helps. So long as you never give up hope.

So right now, apart from the ever-looming thesis, and my plans for exercise and goodwill, I think what I will choose to believe and hope in is love. Yes it’s cheesy. Yes it’s not something you just pull out of thin air unfortunately. And yes, it has certainly been the subject of countless movies, songs, plays, books, poems, paintings etc etc and so on and so forth. But surely, I figure, there’s a reason for all that. Better to be a hopeless romantic than plain old hopeless.