Thursday, December 16, 2004
Hmm...novels. I wish I knew where to start. Basically I'd like to deal with people trying to change who they are for love and realizing it's not possible...at least that's my first idea. I like to write about people finding their way and becoming a better person because of it. I guess that's why I liked that post. She was grieving, but she went to work. The memories still haunt her, but she continues to live. I think that makes her a better person because of it. It's difficult to cope and move on, and something in her world clicked at that very moment and sent her to work.
I guess I'm destined to write things with a twist of the melancholy spirit. It's part of who I am, it's Blue. I don't deny my past, but I'm finding ways to continue on...isn't that the point of life? Strength, emotional strength, drives us to be who we are. Physical strength comes into that as well, but only to the extent of getting up from the table, stepping on the bus, and going to work. We live in several worlds simultaneously. Emotional, physical, pyschological, past, present, future all combine to create one day. As a whole, most people are flawed in all of those aspects, but that's what makes humanity such a beautiful thing. Recognition of the flaw, acceptance of it. Those are the things that matter.
Now I just need to take my philosophy, spin a web of tales around it and market it to the world. I'd like to spread my simple message, and that's my next step. Well, The_Boy_Named_Blue finished finals for the semester, so now he's going to take his textbooks back and pack for the long drive home.
Wednesday, December 15, 2004
You know, sometimes the sadness that creeps into my life seems so immense, but things like this make me realize that there is a whole other world of sadness which I hope to never experience. It's strange that such a story could cheer me up during exam week, but I guess it just makes me appreciate the fact that my worries only extend to classes and other activities. I don't have memories like this haunting me. Spring was two seasons ago, but time doesn't pale emotion.
Monday, November 29, 2004
So what does a boy do? That's a good question. Right now I'm simply festering in my anger at all things technical and contemplating the Amish life...no cars...no computers...just barn raisings. It's official - the Amish are smarter than us. Why else would they deny technological advances? They know that stress is a direct result of crap going wrong - and when you have a lot less to go wrong, well you're just that much less stressed.
I'm sick of it. I guess I need to work on my homework and try to cut down on these depressing events. Wish me luck. It's going to be a long, long winter.
Friday, November 12, 2004
It's a beautiful day in the neighborhood...except for the fact that it's 1:36 a.m. the night before the MACURH conference. I've been packing and preparing my programs for this weekend long suaree (sp?). Add the factor of yearbook proofs and class strain and it's been quite a stressful week. I'm psyched about surprising my MACURH buddy with more treats and traveling to the wonderful land of Nebraska to celebrate residential life programming.
I'm a nerd, I know. The important thing is that I enjoy what I'm doing. My stress level has evened out as I have now crossed the Rubicon. For those of you unfamiliar with this phrase, I implore you to study the life of Julius Caesar and the story of the First Triumverate. That's right, I don't have to go to Western Civ. tomorrow and once again I refer to the class in my journalistic musings.
BTW, there's nothing so thrilling as seeing your name in print. Credit for writing a story, even if it was about class registration, is amazing. Well, I'm going to take my trash out and then get some sleep before this adventure begins. I'll update Sunday assuming I'm coherent.
Friday, October 22, 2004
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Saturday, October 16, 2004
Wednesday, October 13, 2004
I'm just going through the motions today. I woke up today and seriously thought it was Tuesday. I almost got up and started getting ready for my 9:30 class, until I realized that it's Wed. and I didn't have anything until 10 a.m. Sweet, sweet half hour of sleep. I'm in the process of listening to a self-hypnosis tape that can let me get by on less sleep. It's a way of keeping your brain in the theta and delta brainwave states for the duration of sleep. Some people can sleep for as little as three hours with this technique. I'm still learning, and come 6 a.m., I just turn off the CD and hit the snooze alarm until 9. At least my multivitamins are giving me more energy and I don't feel so listless anymore. It's October, and some of you know what that means. It's time for me to read Norwegian Wood. I have to transition into winter, and the best way to do that is through reading about the demented love triangle in the book. Suicide and apathy - what a way to usher in my least favorite season. But I love the book.
But don't worry, I don't have time to read it right now. Well, I'm going back to my blog reading. Enjoy your evening.