[interjection; ~ Pronunciation: /hwuht-ev-er/]
- Definition: Whatever is often said to show you couldn’t possibly care less about something, and is also a popular stop-word among teenagers (commonly shortened to an uninterested “whatevs”). I would hereby like to introduce a new meaning to this otherwise so negative a word: by lack of a magic switch to stop your brains from overloading on negative thoughts, stress and anxiety, as well as bad memories that surface every now and then, simply say to yourself “whatever” and move on. It’s seriously that simple. Whatever ought to be everyone’s personal mantra.
“In war, events of importance are the result of trivial causes” – Julius Caesar
Have you ever heard of Occam’s Razor? Basically, its general statement is that in the case of competing hypotheses, if both are validated (or rather: not falsified), the most simplistic one is to be accepted. Cut away everything extra, hence the razor part, and you are left with a basic, valuable essence.
I’m kind of applying the same concept to life. There may be no competing hypotheses in my existence, but there are important and less important matters to worry about. In order to see clearly it’s necessary to stop the train of evil thoughts and negative energy that blocks your personal growth, and focus on the important things in life. The big things. Not everything else that comes extra.
For example: my mother has a tendency to over-think everything, to come up with theories on how people function and speculate on their do’s and don’ts. Her and my father can spend a lot of time on this, all throughout dinner, for instance, and really worry about this as well. So much energy wasted on nothing but air.
I simply don’t care. I could, but I refuse to. It’s no use to try and think of what someone might or might not do in the near future. It’s not healthy to come up with theories on how the new gym is or is not going to be a total flop. There’s only one way to find out, and that is to wait and see.
But it’s not just that, think about what’s really important in life! I often wonder what my third item would be if I’d wake up in the middle of the night and my house was on fire. Imagine you only had time to grab three things, what would they be?
I’d grab my stuffed panda, the one I’ve had since I was three years old, my passport/purse for practicalities, and then… no clue. There’s nothing else I couldn’t replace one way or another. Photos, maybe. My college diploma (although I assume I’d be able to get a new one if I’d phone them and explain the situation? Surely I’m in their system somewhere as a graduate). Maybe a necklace or my blessed rosary?
I honestly don’t know.
(I do know that at this point I would like to state that I am thinking in objects only and that in no way do I see pets as objects. If my house was in fact on fire, my pets would be the first two living souls I’d save, provided my parents would be physically capable to get out by themselves).
The morale of this story is that we shouldn’t spend so much time on thoughts and things that don’t really matter. If you’ve got bad friends, don’t stick around, just cut them loose and find better ones. If your car has a scratch, don’t fret too much: at least you’re still okay.
Life is way too short to live it with too much worries, so grab your knife and cut away the least important ones!
And that’s the essence of Samantha’s Razor: cut off every fickle thing and learn to care about the big, important things in life. Ask yourself if that what’s on your mind is worth being there. If not: whatever. Don’t care too much about it and it will pass. You will have seas of time left to spend on more important matters!
And me? Well, I stopped thinking about the third item. I mean, whatever, right?