It’s cool and all that people are worrying about it, but gay people are just people too. Stop blowing it out of the water. Just legalize it, get it over with and get the drama over with. There’s honestly no harm in legalizing gay marriage. But there’s harm in not doing so–wasting time. And it’s actually already happened.
1. It’s frowned upon for a guy to ogle a picture of a hot girl but not for a girl to ogle a picture of a hot guy?
2. It’s wrong to disagree or have a different opinion on something.
3. It is socially acceptable to openly bash religion.
4. The String Theory
5. Why people feel the need to put up fronts.
6. Why people like the things I don’t like (there’s nothing wrong with it; I just don’t understand it).
7. Women.
8. How circuit boards actually work.
9. Risk
10. Brains
11. Spiders
12. How fast food can taste good but food I spend a lot of time making sucks.
13. Superstition.
14. Lists.
15. Lizst.
16. The list will continue. One day or another.
I uninstalled a game and now I can’t hang out with you guys anymore? Is that really what our friendship is about? A stupid video game?
Say it ain’t so. Because if it is, I think I need a new group of friends.
I don’t think you realize how insulting it is to not be invited go social gatherings just because I don’t want to play the same games you do. And while there may have been times where I invited one person over to my house without telling anybody else, he came because I wanted to record, and didn’t leave afterward. For that I apologize. I realize it may have hurt you, but I didn’t know he was going to stay for so long.
Anyway, I just had to get that off my chest. I was pretty ticked that day; I didn’t want to do anything and actually got into a fight with my mom over a few things that resulted from the actions that were taken that day.
Remember: just because I don’t want to play the same game you guys do doesn’t mean that I can’t still hang around you. Also, I don’t force you guys to stop playing.
Just a few things to keep in mind.
As this quarter comes to a close (yes, another post about college), I’m reminded of the academic progress I’ve made–not only through this quarter, but also through my entire life.
I think about the connections and satire between works, and I think back to how I would never have been able to make these connections when I was younger.
But as I was reflecting on my analytical life, I wondered, “why do we do these things?” Why do we have to analyze everything we do? Why must we analyze what people say, write, or think? Everybody just lives and dies anyway. There’s no point in becoming more intelligent.
Then it hit me. We need to become more intelligent so we can leave a better world for tomorrow–so our kids don’t make the same mistakes we did.
And even though this should be the general process of thought, it doesn’t always work out the way it should. Take, for example, the Holocaust and the discrimination in America in the 60s. Those were the epitome of barbarism. We tried to control nature, and by doing so, we ended up destroying ourselves.
It’s surprising that human nature still dominates over morals. Of course, that might not always be a good thing, either, but we can see this back on the rise. I soon see the further discrimination of gays in the near future.
It’s a storm that’s coming. And we can’t do anything about it.
I went to a football game today. I can’t tell if I enjoyed it or not–I felt really ambivalent about it as I was leaving. I had always known that football was popular, but I didn’t know just how popular it was.
There was a little over 62,000 people in the stadium tonight. With a max capacity of 67,000, that’s pretty good. Especially considering that tickets were around $100 each.
That’s six million dollars. They made six million dollars in one night. 62,000 people came together to watch grown men chase each other and fight over a little ball while wearing tights. And when the dudes aren’t running, there’s a troupe of girls wearing tight, revealing clothing dancing on the sidelines. I questioned, why? Then I realized that a lot of the six million would be going to each of them. So much that they don’t have to find other jobs.
I was shocked. The behavior I saw was so….. primitive. We come together to watch feats of brute strength, and when we aren’t we’re just satisfying the lustful parts of our brains. All the while, we’re drinking beer and making raucous noises at the players. There’s no thought. There’s no respect. The behavior doesn’t suggest intelligent life. There could be gorillas in the stands and we wouldn’t be able to tell the difference.
That’s the other thing, too. The sportsmanship wasn’t bad. It was nonexistent. Every time the Visitor team (in this case it was the Eagles) had the ball, everybody in the crowd would jeer in a seemingly total drop of sportsmanship.
I think I now understand why football is so popular. Because it’s exciting, sure, but it also allows you to act like a caveman without people giving you weird looks. Because they’re also doing it.
Put 62,000 cavemen in a stadium and have them watch a bunch of guys tackle each other. What’s the product?
$6,000,000.
I hate to say this, but college is actually less mentally stimulating than summer is. It actually feels like I’m still on summer break. I play a lot of video games because I don’t get that much homework, and I get a lot more sleep than I would have.
I guess this is one of the biggest changes I’ve experienced when it comes to entering college–everything is so much more relaxed than I’m used to. I’ve long since forgotten much of the things I’ve learned in high school (like Java, which is not good), but now everything moves at a more decent pace. I’m not stuck practicing a concept I learned two weeks ago in my math class. But I guess that’s kind of what AP classes were like.
I’m actually pretty ambivalent about college at this point. Still. I’ve used the spare time to play games and reinforce relationships. And believe you me, there has been quite a lot of free time.
I wonder when I’m going to have to start stressing out. I mean, most of my stressing is due to the procrastination I do, and it isn’t pleasant. But I haven’t stressed out for many years now, and I hate to say I kind of miss it.
Wait, have I ever stressed? I don’t even know.
I’ll try to write more blog posts soon. Not much in terms of bloggable ideas comes my way very often.
It’s November.
College has only made time go by more quickly. This has been totally unexpected. I’ve had five weeks of school, which means that I’ve been to school fifteen days so far. Ain’t that a doozy?
One of my close(ish?) friends recently got a girlfriend. I think this is his first girlfriend, but it still took me by surprise. He didn’t seem like the girlfriend-going type, what with his putting up a front and all. For some reason, this made me re-evaluate myself and my relationship with women. What am I trying to get out of it? Where am I going? Will it cease to exist? Will it begin?
It probably didn’t take much for you to realize that I’m struggling through this. This is one of the areas of my life where I feel the least confident, but for some reason I don’t really care. This is contrary to the mentality of most boys my age (of which, hopefully, I’ll soon grow out), but I take pride in being mentally mature and cautious of the things I do.
Which brings up another problem. I’m too cautious of the things I do. I don’t want to dive into relationships because I’m afraid of what will happen if things go wrong, which I’m sure will happen. My sole fear of pain is what’s keeping my life where it is–I can’t grow in any direction. I can take physical pain, as long as it’s rational, but any emotional or mental pain will drive me absolutely insane.
I’ve realized these things about myself for quite a while. The only problem is, I don’t know how or necessarily want to change them.
College life.
In case you didn’t know, the ride from my house to school is ~an hour. A lot of that time is just sitting on the bus, waiting to get where I’m going. But why do we always feel the need to have something to do? Whatever happened to good old-fashioned thinking?
Thinking just doesn’t happen very much anymore. Everybody on the bus is either listening to music, reading, or sleeping. Why not just stare outside and think about the beauties of nature? Or if it’s too dark, think about how the darkness only accentuates the beauty of nature when it’s light.
Philosophers didn’t get by by staring at their iPhones all day. In fact, they didn’t get by at all. It feels like philosophy is a dying profession. Actually, philosophers weren’t exactly put on a pedestal to begin with.
To answer my question, I think that we as a society are slowly moving away from thinking, which fits into a slow-paced life, and moving into doing, which fits into a faster-paced life. This involves less staring and more time being busy. Business.
Ever notice that word? We’ve taken something with a somewhat negative connotation and built our lives around it. It’s amazing and absurd all at the same time.
Talk about oxymorons.
Also, Halloween is around the corner.
Happy Howl-oween.
I was planning on writing a post and I had a topic in mind but I totally forgot what it was the last time I came to put up a post so this time I’m coming to tell you that I was planning on writing a post and I had a topic in mind but I totally forgot what it was the last time I came to put up a post.
Talk about confusion.
I thought school would get some blogging ideas into me, but all it’s done is forced me to meet cool new people who like to play the same games that I do. Is this a bad thing? I think yes. I wanted to use college as a means to stop playing video games, not play more. But now I want to play games competitively instead of casually, and even though that’s probably never going to happen, I like to entertain the idea that it’s possible.
Oh, right. I’m in a class that studies performance art (which, strangely, only covers dance and video art). Art is supposed to be the evocation of emotion through various physical media, but if the “artist” creates “art” without this intention, is it still considered art?
I put up a status a few days ago about mainstream music being not about portraying emotion and therefore not being considered music, but the way I worded it may have been a little confusing, since a lot of people misunderstood what I was trying to say.
My question to you is: can art that’s created only to make money be considered art? Leave a comment in the comments section below or post a video response.
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The right-click button on my mouse died. So I can’t play games anymore. The right mouse button is one of the most important buttons in games. So I’m stuck here, with my thoughts. I enjoy it. It lets me think for once. Let’s list out thoughts that I can recollect:
The thing that bothers me most is when girls fake their smiles for pictures. Especially when they look better with their natural smiles. This is actually true with a lot of the girls I know.
I don’t look through guys’ pictures.
…not that I’m saying that I LOOK THROUGH girls’ photos.
Talking to a friend, I realized that I’m caught up in the illusion that it’s possible to go through life without making any mistakes. But isn’t that all what life is about? Making mistakes and learning from them? I’ve tried so hard to avoid mistakes that I’m missing out on all the lessons that are learned from them. The sooner I can apply this in my life, the better. I’ll have much more fun and learn so much more from other people.
Normally I wouldn’t post things from CNN, but this video, written by the guy who wrote the Everything is a Remix series (which is a magnificent series, by the way), proves some things that I was suspecting about Christianity.
I had recently begun to doubt. Someone once told me that if you aren’t doubting, your relationship isn’t healthy. But then I realized that I can’t believe everything everyone tells me. I don’t know whether or not I should believe him. I suppose I can find the answers by myself through the book that’s sitting on my desk right next to me, but …
You know how these things go.
I’m getting lost in it all. It’s all fake now. I’m becoming one of them. One of those people who have been in church so long that they forget what it’s all about. So what’s the point? Why keep going? Good question. I don’t know, either. I’m sure that, if I keep it up, I’ll eventually find the answer. And if I don’t, I’ll keep trying. That’s why I keep attending church.
Everything is a remix. Watch the series.
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