Valentines Day.

February 14th. Luckily, I have my birthday on this day. It's usually enough to distract me from this horrid hallmark holiday. I'm not sure if the cause of my despise for this holiday emanates from the stew of bitterness inside me towards love in general. I'm not sure where it comes from. Nevertheless, I fail to understand the true purpose of the holiday. Love (if it genuinely, unconditionally exists...) should be expressed toward a partner every day of the year, not emphasized on a single day. I don't know. Those are the thoughts in my head right now.

Well, hello there.

Learned something interesting today. I love my social psych class. We learned about balance and how important it is in life. For real. I was so excited because it just, sort of, made almost everything make sense. I've been struggling with some friendships that I feel are deteriorating. It's sad. However, realizing why this happens makes it easier to deal with.

Balance.

Whenever we experience cognitive dissonance (when how we act and what we feel discomfort us), we take whatever means necessary to make that discomfort go away. Here's an example:

You like John Mayer. John Mayer likes to play guitar. Therefore, you should like to play guitar. If, for some reason, you decide you despise the guitar, you will subconsciously (or consciously, for that matter) find a reason to dislike John Mayer. Make sense? This is a very, very simplified example, but an example, nonetheless. We are selfish human beings. When applied to my current situation, I realize that I have to cut certain things out of my life in order to be happier.

Is balance something human beings are always striving for? Or are we simply looking out for our own best interest as selfish beings? Food for thought.