Winter In New England As Told By Justin Bieber's "Purpose"

Winter In New England As Told By Justin Bieber's "Purpose"

'Cause I'm missin' more than just 80 degree weather.
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There just isn’t anything quite like the seasons in New England. Living here, we are extremely lucky to be able to experience all that winter, spring, summer, and fall have to offer. However, the seasons in New England don’t always play by the rules. Sometimes it’s spring in February; sometimes it’s winter in October. The only predictable thing about the seasons in New England is that they are unpredictable. Here’s winter in New England, as told by Justin Bieber’s new album, "Purpose."

1. Mark my Words

You swear you’re going to be more prepared for whatever this year’s winter has in store for you. Doesn’t happen. You promise that you won't turn your heat on until after Halloween. Also doesn’t happen. So what, you’re stuck stealing your neighbors rock salt and almost faint when the utility bill comes in?? Mark your words, you’ll do better next year.

2. I’ll Show You

Seasonal depression, you're an a**! You’re set on proving everyone wrong about post-holiday winter dread. While you try to keep it holly jolly long after the New Year, mid-January takes a toll on your spirit. Like, come on. Its dark at 3 p.m. There’s not enough time to be happy. When are the Red Sox starting up again? You’ll show ‘em next year.

3. What Do You Mean?

Like, seriously. What do you mean tomorrow’s going to be 65 degrees?! It snowed, like, YESTERDAY. You already put all your summer stuff away, doesn’t mother nature know that?! Ugh, honestly New England, what do you mean?

4. Sorry

Sorry you ate all the cookies your cousins were suppose to decorate. Sorry you snooped around and found all your gifts. Sorry you drank four bottles of wine on Christmas Eve. Sorry you got kicked out of the Bruins game. Sorry that you threw up while shoveling out your grandparent’s driveway hungover. Is it too late now to say sorry?

5. No Sense

It don’t make no sense… that you froze your butt off walking to your car this morning and now it’s a bright and sunny 70 degrees outside. That wool sweater was perfect for 8 a.m. and now you’re melting. Awesome. New England, you make NO SENSE.

6. Where Are U Now?

So, remember all the times you walked by shovels, scrapers, and anti-freeze in Target and swore you’d grab them once the weather dropped below 50 degrees? Well, now you’re snowed in up to your doorknobs and wondering when it all went wrong. Rock salt, where are u now that we need you??

7. No Pressure

You're trying to keep your cool while driving on the Mass Pike, but a few snowflakes have people driving like there’s no rush, no pressure to get anywhere. No one can make their mind up about which exit to take, and you realize their confusion is caused by their Midwest license plate. What’s someone from the boonies doing taking a Sunday afternoon drive down the Pike?! Their driving distracts you and you hit a huge pot hole. No rush, no tire pressure.

8. Get Used to It

Eventually, you learn to love New England winter. You get used to the everchanging temperature, the unpredictable snowstorms, and the high heat bill. You learn to drive with screwed up alignment from the potholes and get used to the numbness from holding an ice coffee in January. There’s a purpose to the winter conditions in New England; to always keep you guessin’.

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I'm The Girl Without A 'Friend Group'

And here's why I'm OK with it

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Little things remind me all the time.

For example, I'll be sitting in the lounge with the people on my floor, just talking about how everyone's days went. Someone will turn to someone else and ask something along the lines of, "When are we going to so-and-so's place tonight?" Sometimes it'll even be, "Are you ready to go to so-and-so's place now? Okay, we'll see you later, Taylor!"

It's little things like that, little things that remind me I don't have a "friend group." And it's been like that forever. I don't have the same people to keep me company 24 hours of the day, the same people to do absolutely everything with, and the same people to cling to like glue. I don't have a whole cast of characters to entertain me and care for me and support me. Sometimes, especially when it feels obvious to me, not having a "friend group" makes me feel like a waste of space. If I don't have more friends than I can count, what's the point in trying to make friends at all?

I can tell you that there is a point. As a matter of fact, just because I don't have a close-knit clique doesn't mean I don't have any friends. The friends I have come from all different walks of life, some are from my town back home and some are from across the country. I've known some of my friends for years, and others I've only known for a few months. It doesn't really matter where they come from, though. What matters is that the friends I have all entertain me, care for me, and support me. Just because I'm not in that "friend group" with all of them together doesn't mean that we can't be friends to each other.

Still, I hate avoiding sticking myself in a box, and I'm not afraid to seek out friendships. I've noticed that a lot of the people I see who consider themselves to be in a "friend group" don't really venture outside the pack very often. I've never had a pack to venture outside of, so I don't mind reaching out to new people whenever.

I'm not going to lie, when I hear people talking about all the fun they're going to have with their "friend group" over the weekend, part of me wishes I could be included in something like that. I do sometimes want to have the personality type that allows me to mesh perfectly into a clique. I couldn't tell you what it is about me, but there is some part of me that just happens to function better one-on-one with people.

I hated it all my life up until very recently, and that's because I've finally learned that not having a "friend group" is never going to be the same as not having friends.

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The First Time My Mistakes No Longer Controlled My Life

Mistakes suck, and though I've conquered a few, I'm still learning.

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The whistle blows as the team cheers on.

My heart pounds as if it will burst out of my chest at any given moment and I taste the salty sweat trickling down my face. I must serve over the net, I must get it in, I must ace my opponent or I will fail. Fear.

In his first inaugural speech, President Franklin D. Roosevelt famously stated, "the only thing we have to fear is fear itself." Such a statement proves powerful to the matured minds of society; however, in the minds of some adolescents, this declaration appears somewhat foolish, as numerous "threats" ignite fear, thus causing teens to grow anxious.

A major cause for fear in the rising generation takes form in failure. In the eyes of these people, making a simple mistake paves the way towards absolute failure; therefore, perfectionists constantly walk on eggshells attempting to do the impossible: avoid human error. This mentality gives way to constant stress and overall disappointment, as perfection does not apply to human beings. If one can come to the realization that not one person can attain perfection, they can choose to live life in ease, for they no longer have to apply constant pressure upon themselves to master excellence. The fear of failure will no longer encumber their existence, and they can overcome situations that initially brought great anxiety. I too once put great pressure on myself to maintain perfection, and as a result, felt constantly burdened by my mistakes. However, when I realized the inevitability of those mistakes, it opened the door for great opportunities. The first time I recognized that failure serves as a tool for growth allowed me to no longer fear my mistakes, and instead utilize them for my own personal growth.

The whistle blows as the team cheers on. My heart pounds as if it will burst out of my chest at any given moment, and I taste the salty sweat trickling down my face. I must serve over the net, I must get it in, I must ace my opponent. As hard as I try, I fail; as the ball flies straight into the net and thuds obnoxiously onto the gym floor, so does my confidence. I feel utter defeat, as I know my fate. My eyes water as my coach immediately pulls me from the game, sits me on the bench, and tells me to "get my head into the game" instead of dwindling on past errors. From then on I rarely step foot on the court, and instead, ride the bench for the remainder of the season. I feel defeated. However, life does not end, and much to my surprise, this mistake does not cause failure in every aspect of my life. Over time, I gradually realize that life does not end just because of failure. Instead, mistakes and failure pave the way toward emotional development and allows one to build character. In recognizing that simple slip-ups do not lead to utter failure, I gain perspective: one's single mistake does not cause their final downfall. Thus, this epiphany allowed for my mental growth and led me to overcome once challenging obstacles.

Instead of viewing mistakes as burdens, one should utilize them as motivation for future endeavors. The lesson proves simple: all can learn from their mistakes. However, it is a matter of choosing to learn from these mistakes that decide one's future growth. Instead of pushing faults away, I now acknowledge them in order to progress. Before coming to such a realization, I constantly "played it safe" in sports, fearing that giving my best effort would lead to greater error. I did not try, and as a result, I rarely failed.

Although such a mentality brought forth limited loss in terms of overall team success, it also brought forth limited, individual success. Today, fear of failure no longer controls life on the court. I use my mistakes as motivation to get better; instead of dwindling on an error made five minutes prior, I focus on the form needed to correct it. As a result, skills will constantly improve, instead of regress. Thus, errors serve as blessings, as it is through these errors in which one can possess the motivation to better themselves.

For some, fear acts as an ever-present force that controls every aspect of life. In particular, the fear of failure encumbers perfectionists, as the mere thought of failing causes great anxieties. In the past, I have fell victim to the fear of committing a mistake, and as a result, could not go through life without feeling an overwhelming sense of defeat. However, in a moment of what appeared to be a great failure, I finally recognized that life does not end due to one mistake, let alone one million. Instead, mistakes pave the way toward personal development and provide essential motivation to succeed in everyday life. Without mistakes, it proves difficult to grow in character. One must first learn to accept their faults before they can appreciate their best qualities. Thus, the fear of failure inhibits the growth of an individual; therefore, all must come to the realization that essentialness of mistakes, as they allow for the further development of overall character.

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