I wrote this while selling in suburbia, the future ghost land of america:
"Paranoid bourgeoisie fuckers living in their perfect suburbia, wanting to be better than everyone, afraid of a world populated by murderers and baby-killers, thieves and nymphomaniacs. Wanting to become better than the working middle class with their lies of superiority, when everyone knows that the suburbanites shit in a toilet just like everyone else. For once, all I need is someone not afraid of their own shadow, not afraid to take a chance on the unknowing. Like Yvonne said, do not be afraid (never be afraid) to do something that you want to do, that you need to do. Do not live a life of regrets. We will all die someday."
Got to love cliches and run-on sentences. Anyhoo. My life is filled with hopes, dreams, and possibilities right now. I hope that certain job opportunities will pan through. If not, my life is perfect the way it is and I can only see it getting better. I have never been happier than I am at this moment.
That is all.
Monday, June 9, 2008
Wednesday, April 2, 2008
Procrastination: How Did I Get So Good At Ye?
I used to save projects to the last minute in order to receive the high one gets at completing the research, structure, and entire paper done in the course of 24 hours. But now that I've gotten so adept at writing immense amounts of words in a minimum amount of time and do well that the joy is no longer there for me. As I write this, I am concluding the last page of my seven-page essay a full six hours before it is due--and this is after I got a full 8 hours of sleep last night as well as had a breakfast and shower this morning. Alas, I will have to find some way other than deadlines fast approaching to get my heart pumping.
Perhaps the lack of joy finishing things at the last moment will finally entice me to start giving myself ample time to complete things. Right in time for my graduation, hurray.
Perhaps the lack of joy finishing things at the last moment will finally entice me to start giving myself ample time to complete things. Right in time for my graduation, hurray.
Friday, March 14, 2008
Illogical Thoughts Abound
So, here I am at 2 am in the morning with nothing better to do than write a blog entry. My first blog entry on this particular blog, actually; although my last attempts at blogging ended in junior high with various blogs about random topics that had absolutely nothing to do with anything. However, since I read so many other people's blogs, I thought that it might be fair for me to contribute one of my own. Being in a not very creative mood at the moment, here's something that I jotted down while working a few days ago:
(For this to make any sense, I would suggest watching this.)
I want to fight against the consumeristic society that America has. Maybe our consumerism is feeding into the strength of the Eastern economies. Maybe there is a way to strengthen our own economy (and, to some extent, the American economy, because we are so heavily linked to it) without relying on the "buy buy buy" mentality of our age. I need to read No Logo.
There can still be fashion, but it needs to be more inventive and personal. Buy used not new. Buy food fresh and make it yourself rather than have it pre-assembled. How can I do this? I don't know ... I don't know.
I feel like--like this is the issue of our age. Like slavery was one hundred years ago. Like feminism and racism was fifty years ago. I need to read the short stories of Philip Roth. I need to engage more in the world.
Is environmentalism a religion?
It seems like humanity is constantly trying to find ways to make life easier for itself. Sometimes this is good. But sometimes, with consumerism, this is bad.
Different ideologies will always emerge as time changes and societies develop.
Books should correspond with the major issues of the time. Not necessarily to teach, but to provide a different point of view of the world. And, of course, to entertain.
In conclusion: I don't disagree with capitalism per say. Nor am I a communist. I just think that we need to find different ways to interact with the world than creating our definition of ourselves through our belongings. There needs to be something more.
(For this to make any sense, I would suggest watching this.)
I want to fight against the consumeristic society that America has. Maybe our consumerism is feeding into the strength of the Eastern economies. Maybe there is a way to strengthen our own economy (and, to some extent, the American economy, because we are so heavily linked to it) without relying on the "buy buy buy" mentality of our age. I need to read No Logo.
There can still be fashion, but it needs to be more inventive and personal. Buy used not new. Buy food fresh and make it yourself rather than have it pre-assembled. How can I do this? I don't know ... I don't know.
I feel like--like this is the issue of our age. Like slavery was one hundred years ago. Like feminism and racism was fifty years ago. I need to read the short stories of Philip Roth. I need to engage more in the world.
Is environmentalism a religion?
It seems like humanity is constantly trying to find ways to make life easier for itself. Sometimes this is good. But sometimes, with consumerism, this is bad.
Different ideologies will always emerge as time changes and societies develop.
Books should correspond with the major issues of the time. Not necessarily to teach, but to provide a different point of view of the world. And, of course, to entertain.
In conclusion: I don't disagree with capitalism per say. Nor am I a communist. I just think that we need to find different ways to interact with the world than creating our definition of ourselves through our belongings. There needs to be something more.
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