December and January: Welcome 2019

Here’s a typical “new year, new me” type of reflection. But really, I don’t think that I’m a new me. At the moment, I’m still the same; I’m merely taking the time to recognize the pieces that should remain and the ones that should be changed.

2018 taught me a lot – most of the time, I didn’t want to hear what it was trying to tell me. I held on, so tightly, to people and things that were no longer meant to be in my life. I think that a lot of us are probably guilty of that. But all of those things truly served specific purposes, and they brought me to places that I would have never made it to alone.

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I thought that gratitude could only be shown through loyalty and promises of “forever,” but sometimes, it’s okay to say “thank you” and move on. I’m still figuring out how to do that, but I’m hoping that it becomes easier throughout this year. I’ve been realizing that there’s such a thing as the past because we cannot find infinitude in everything.

2018 was a year of being bold and going after what I wanted, even if I secretly felt terribly unqualified – turns out if you act like you know what you’re doing, eventually you’ll actually know what you’re doing (and you’ll also get really good at it). Believe in yourself, babes!

My heart broke a couple times, for which I found the only remedy to be pop music (no shame). Maybe the term “bubblegum pop” comes from the fact that it’s able to stick all your pieces back together with the sweetness of temporary happiness, until you’re able to heal on your own. (Thanks Harry and Ari.)

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I also allowed myself to find a lot of happiness in seemingly small moments. It sounds cliché, but those are the moments that really matter the most. Photographed: Chili’s margs with Sara and Christi, because who doesn’t love getting accidentally drunk on a Monday?

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Mostly, I discovered that there’s just so much good in the world, and I can cry when I think about how lucky I am to have my family and friends. I complain more than I should because I’m intrinsically dramatic, but I hope that they can always see my gratitude. As always, I want to get better, and I hope that 2019 eliminates the last traces of negativity and leaves me with only light. I hope the same for all of you. Happy New Year.

xxoo. Jenna

P.S. Is it even a post if I don’t include a few song recommendations? Three songs that I am loving at the moment: “Superposition” by Young the Giant, “Never Enough” by The Cure, and “I Couldn’t Be More in Love” by The 1975. See you next month!

The 1975 or The 1984?

I feel like Sunday is a good day for us to chat, amid the laziness of our hangovers. Before we start, go grab your favorite source of caffeine. Feeling any better? No? Okay, well let me distract you from your regrets…

This week, The 1975 released a single called “Love It If We Made It.” Since The 1975 is my favorite band, it is an absolute requirement for me to discuss this song. (I promise that every post won’t be music related, but right now, the summer playlist is bopping.)

If you’ve never listened to The 1975 before, it’s very difficult to describe their style. They fall under the category of alternative, mostly because that label is assigned to bands that don’t fit into the confines of a single genre. They combine vibes from different decades to become a little rock, a little emo, and a little pop.

Basically, the members of the band unapologetically follow their unique creative compass. This song uses the lyric “poison me, daddy,” and it isn’t unsettling at all. Not to mention, their flawlessly integrated references to recent events call attention to a collective crumbling morality. It’s just so good.

The track is going to be included on A Brief Inquiry Into Online Relationships, which is the first album in the Music For Cars era. If you check out their Instagram, you’ll find an abundance of chilling images, featuring the phrase, “First, disobey; then look at your phones.”

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Matty Healy is the lead singer and creative-mastermind of the band, and one of the dreamiest dudes to ever exist. Following in the footsteps of other concerned writers, he is diving deep into what enables our self-indulgent culture.

“Modernity has failed us” echoes throughout the single, emphasizing the widespread worry about the status of our society. Our minds have been programmed to crave online validation, and sometimes, that can take precedence over genuine human connection. If we lose that connection entirely, what will be left?

It’s a trippy topic! I personally think that it’s very interesting to examine, but impossible to resolve. Now that we’ve been granted the privileges of technology, we’ll never be willing to retreat to a world without it.

Has the internet made a negative impact on how we behave and interact? Probably. We’re wired to expect constant accessibility, and the art of patience is steadily deteriorating. But I guess we can’t really reverse the damage. We can only become more aware of the tendency to detach and remember to make time for real moments.

Yeah, it’s incredible that I can write something on here and anyone in the world could potentially read it. But what’s even cooler is hugging a friend, telling my mom that I love her, and dancing to a dope song.

On that note, this song makes me want to jump around and scream the lyrics until I lose my voice. I’ve also always been a nerd for science-fiction dystopian novels that carry a similar message, warning against humanity’s inevitable demise. Honey, Orwell and Huxley are dancing in their graves.

The inherent hyper-awareness of artists will always allow them to view things as they truly are, and not how society wants them to be. Instead of plummeting deeper into the cyberspace rabbit hole, let’s listen to what Matty’s saying, so that we don’t end up mindlessly declaring that we love Big Brother. Modernity may have failed us, but we don’t need to let it destroy us.

Let’s look away from our screens now… see you next week.

xxoo. Jenna