I believe I am going to have to start brushing my teeth shirtless. For whatever reason, I just can’t keep my paste in my mouth? Have I suddenly become a drooling dog within my sleep. I seriously hope not.
…and much needed, as well.
It was definitely an up for me, and as much as I know that I’m going to be going through some tough times soon, it’s going to be fine, in the end.
Just a few notes:
- I wish I felt more worldly. Part of me really regrets not studying abroad while I was in school. Just seeing a different culture and different ways of life would be an awesome life experience. I think thats why I love New York so much. Not that I’m considering it anything like another country, but there are constantly new things to experience there. I want to try new things sometimes.
- I can’t stand overconfidence. I can’t help but grind my teeth when someone speaks their mind without seriously thinking about their opinion beforehand.
- Going along with that, I try my hardest not to be this way, and in all honesty, I don’t think I am, but some people, especially some bloggers, can be extremely pretentious. I know a blog is a personal journal, and you can put in your opinions, but sometimes, I just feel that some opinions really are stated horribly. For example, the majority of my friends on here blog primarily about movies, and that’s fine, and what I appreciate about them is that they state their opinions and beliefs as they mean to them. I don’t like it when people try to define shit. For example, I know I’m big on “indie,” but to be honest, I hate trying to define it. It’s such a gray area. With music, movies, and just general pop culture. I feel like people try to use “indie” topics to make themselves sound deep. Once again, I like a good amount of indie things, but I don’t like them BECAUSE they are indie. That’s the absolute wrong reason to like something. You should like something because you appreciate its aesthetics or beauty. There’s a good amount of indie music or film that to be honest, in my opinion, is absolute shit, but with those things, I keep my mouth shut. If I like it, I’ll give it my praise. Does my opinion matter? No. Should it matter? No. There are tons of awesome people in my life that aren’t “indie,” and they are shitloads more interesting than some people who try too hard. I see so much shit on television and the internet today that literally makes my skin crawl sometimes. I guess I get angry about this because in my opinion, there’s just a lack of appreciation, or the wrong kind of appreciation. Finally, just live your goddamn, fucking lives. Maybe I can blame this on Synechdochie, NY, but we’re just all just so damn caught up in stupid shit that we can’t let ourselves just live. I want to go out, and experience life for what it is. I want to explore places, foods, music, movies, everything. It’s important to give everything a chance.
I think that was by far enough of a rant at 2:10 in the morning. Good night.
Some woman on the train is reading “den of sin: an erotic tale” i mean really, in public?