Sunday, January 26, 2014

Times When "Never Say 'Never'" Backfired in My Face

I have not been feeling rather happy with myself as of late. I still have not met my goals of finishing my first novel, of getting down to a healthy, correct weight and of going back to university to get my Masters degree. I thus expressed my discontent through the following sentences:

"I will never finish my book and get it published. What I've written is crap, anyway."

"I will never be thin, so I don't even know why I bother trying anymore."

"I will never get into Trinity College and be able to pay off my studies. I can kiss that dream good-bye."

This mentality is not the best way to start off the year, especially when I have yet to even finish trying to accomplish said goals.

As much as this cliché sounds cheesy, there is some karmic truth behind the reasoning of unwittingly negating a possible occurrence in your life. Reflecting on my own experiences, I can only help but smile on how certain pessimistic declarations of mine later proved to be unfounded and trumped.

1) "I'll never get a chihuahua."

To me, chihuahuas represented the absolute bane of canine companions. They're small, have huge bug-eyes, over-sized bat ears and have got an annoying high-pitched yip. I thought they were little atrocious beasts that only privileged socialites flaunted like accessories.

I am not a privileged socialite, so chihuahuas were certainly not for me.

Then, in some odd turn in life, my family was presented with the opportunity to adopt a dog, which happened to be a chihuahua. I drew a sharp intake of breath before contemplating what would be my definite answer. The moment I saw my dog, all previous chihuahua-based prejudices vanished on the spot.

"I'll never get a chihuahua" became "I am now totally obsessed with chihuahuas, and if you say anything negative about them, I'll haunt you and poke you repeatedly with a stick."

2) "I could never be a teacher."

I uttered this sentence several years ago to a former art teacher after I had asked him for advice on how to manage children and why he still continued doing his profession.

"If you are going to get into teaching, that means you have really have to like kids, because you certainly don't do this job for the money."

He was right, by the way. Only I could not fathom that I would one day find myself doing said profession in France.

Which brings me to my last point:

3) "I'll never visit Europe."

I come from a financially humble family that often struggled to make ends meet. While we were never destitute (or at least my parents never gave me the impression of being destitute), voyages and family vacations were quite rare when I was growing up in Florida. I would get a kick simply by going to the beach or, with any luck, a two-day stay in Disney World.

Even as a child, I dreamt of one day taking an airplane across the globe and seeing the historic architecture, paintings, and sites from other lands. My parents also indulged my curiosity by purchasing books and watching re-runs of Rick Steve's travels on PBS.

When I was fourteen, I got my hopes up when my parents announced that the following year, after my fifteenth birthday, we would take a tour of Europe. Several months passed. So did the years. My hope waned.

Europe was always out of reach for me and by the time I was eighteen, I was fully convinced that I would never set foot on the continent.

Then I saved money, turned 21, and took my first trip to France. Seeing the Eiffel Tower in person broke me and I manifested sheer joy through the tears I shed.

I also learned that being an emotional mess is a sure-fire way to deter and scare off any vendors peddling jingling Eiffel Tower key chains.

Ever since that fateful trip, not only have I returned to France numerous times, I have also manage to venture into Italy, Spain, Ireland, Northern Ireland, England (well, London and Oxford), and the Netherlands.

In short, with the right methods and motivation, life has proved me wrong about my "never" statements. I shouldn't be such a pessimist and just carry on with each day at a time.

Oh, before I finish this post, there is one more statement that I will indulge myself in declaring.


I will certainly never marry
Benedict Cumberbatch,

Gaspard Ulliel,

or Domhnall Gleeson.

*crosses arms against chest, waits patiently*

Barb the French Bean.


  1. Can you reverse psychology Fate and the Gods?

    I've been going about things all wrong. I'm going to start doing my Reverse Psych Prayers at night.

  2. As a child I dreamed of leaving Kansas one day to see glorious Disneyland or DisneyWorld. As an adult, I took my children to both places and I now live about three hours from DW. I haven't gone to DW since I moved to Florida. I haven't even visited Harry Potter's Wizarding World, or whatever it's called. Now I dream of going to England. I'm 54. I have no money to save. I will never see England (oh, yes I will).


    1. Where there is a will, there is a way! Never give up on your life goals!

  3. Oh! This is wonderful! I smiled with you the whole way through. x

  4. "I'll never get to push E.L. James down a flight of stairs."

    I'm trying your tactic. Let's see if it works.

    1. Maybe we'll have to light some candle and invest in some voodoo to ensure the tactic's potency. :P

  5. I'll never get my book made into a movie. *snaps bra into place and crosses fingers*

    Great post! Pretty impressive for a pessimist. :) Glad many of your nevers turned into reality.

  6. Will you be marrying all three at once or one after the other?

    1. Well, seeing as how polygamy is frowned upon (and illegal), I'll have to settle for marrying each one after the other whilst signing divorce paperwork.


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