Daydreaming in Class Pt. 2

Sept. 22, 2009

How do I feel right now? Well at this exact moment I feel slightly uplifted thanks to four mop-top British boys. Overall I feel hopeful. I don't regret a single second of my life, nothing. Nothing anyone has done to me, or anything I've done or said. It has led me exactly to where I am now and that's a beautiful thing. I can only do what I've always done; hold my head high and look to the future. Eleanor of Aquitaine rode into battle pregnant and bare-breasted; I think I can handle things.
I support everything I've ever done or said. When I say or do things I truly mean them and will never compromise what I believe on a large scale. I am preparing to become more of who I truly am than I ever have been. I live, at this point, completely without regret.

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Daydreaming in Class Pt. 1

During class monday there was nothing going on and like most days my mind got the best of me.
This is something I jotted down during class...

Sept. 21, 2009

I find it fascinating that when I initially view things with the side of my mind that is crafted to follow the core of the culture I often laugh or think them ridiculous. This reaction occurs because the majority of the population suffers from a lack of self-esteem, and thus go out of their way to push others down in order to feel value. This method of lifting oneself up is highly contagious and continues out of basic purpose as well as familiarity. However when I evaluate things more closely with my own mind I truly find them beautiful.
The degree to which passion is scorned in my generation is disgusting. Putting your heart into something is viewed as eccentric and pointless. It could be related to the fact that as the earth ages the amount of hope it contains gradually diminishes. In my perspective passion is indescribably captivating!

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And Another Thing...

     A lot of times people don't do or say things because they're afraid of the reactions they'll get. I'm not perfect and I would be lying if I told you that I'll react the way you want me to for everything. But I'm a whole lot more open than I seem. You could tell me anything and I would still love you. I just want people to be comfortable with me. Goodnight.

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Check, check, check...

Here's a thought I had a couple of days ago... Do I look like an idiot every time I step out my front door? Kind of a daunting thought when you put it like that.

Allow me to explain. People do or do not dress to your approval. Admit it, you couldn't believe that lady at the mall yesterday would go out in public dressed like that and you looked down on her for it. Ok, well maybe not that exact scenario but something like it. When people don't dress to our standards we not only look down upon them but sometimes we even think them less intelligent.

Have you ever considered that people view you in this light as well? Really chew this through. This can obviously pertain to more than clothing choice but I chose it as my example because it is often the first way people interpret you.

Well if you think Sally Sweatpants looks bad and Mr. Paisley Tie is a twit, then who's to say that anyone is or isn't "in style," or better yet level-headed. Who decides those that are "normal" (for lack of a better word) from those that aren't. One might say it's Fashion Designers or Scholars, but can they really be responsible for judging humanity.

So after we've just establishing that what you look like, or what you say or do doesn't matter, we're all still going to wake up tomorrow and try to look like that magazine model or act like that guy that catches everyones attention, even though it's pointless.

We're all trapped in a horrible cycle of realizing other people's opinions don't matter and yet abiding by them anyway. It's quite frustrating really.

That was just my two cents for the week.

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