How the hell do you spell that? "Ryhthmn." Interesting word. It's another one of those words I can not spell for the life of me, including Neitzsche (I hope that is right).
Essays are going slowly. Even more slowly since I am typing right now on my blog.
I guess you can say I have been mean to some people lately too. I won't try to deny it either. But how about we step back a little bit into reality, okay? Thank you very much.
And the truth?
Peopledon'treallygiveafuckwhereyougetyourcollegedegreefrom.Yourdegreefrom(insertprestigousshitpilehere)isnotgoingtomatterbollockslateroninlife.
Hahahahahahahahahahahahaha. Watch as I get accepted into some prestigious shitpile and go there.
But seriously, sometimes I feel like just saying fuck it and go to Cuesta. I do not mean that as a ploy just to shock peeps, but really, what the hell is all this college application bullshit for? Ego-boosting? Must be.
When my dad was a kid there was no applying to far off colleges, you just went to the one nearby. That just happened to be Claremont McKenna for him. But they do the same thing in other countries. France for example, and they are no less competent than we are.
I once heard of this valedictorian from a big academic giant secondary school, Packer Collegiate or something like that. He was set to go off to Harvard, be some Suma Cum Laude or whatever like that. National Merit and other scholarships up the yin-yang.
Then he disappeared.
They found him five years later as a fisherman in Mexico. The parents, school, all tried to get him back. But he refused. He'd rather spend his existence fishing.
Are people really that desperate to find themselves? Call me a hypocrite, sure, since I am applying to colleges out of state, but I can not help but think that some people are applying to colleges just for the sake of "finding themselves." It is a sad little thing they are doing so. A damn pity. College is about finding yourself, but not in that cheap high school Oh-look-at-me-the-puddle-I-just-took-a-picture-of-is-a-metaphor-for-life crap. People are not going to be there to give you some self-esteem booster. They are there for themselves.
That's really what we all are here for.
Why do people feel like they have to leave their hometown to find themselves? Experimentation with foreign places to see what remains constant about them? Probably. But what they may find they may not like. Most people end up coming round back to the place they came from sooner or later.
"Men are bloody ignorant apes." -Estragon, "Waiting for Godot"
Just looked up Folk Implosion in my dusy MP3 library. You have to love "Brand of Skin." I think that pertains very much so to our present situation as is. For my class, anyways. Everyone is all caught up with themselves right now. And you know what? That's not such a bad thing, objectivism considered and whatnot.
<33 Folk Implosion.
Waldo found in :30 seconds! Woohoo!
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it's rhythm. your blog sounds interesting, from the little bit that i read.
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