January 2009
7 posts
Impossible is nothing
I have an inexorable self-belief in the skills I’ve been endowed with. People always compliment me on my writing and drawing abilities, but they don’t have to; I already know I excel at those, as well as other things.
But not without a rational basis for this mentality. I’m not so self-absorbed that I actually believe I’m the paragon of greatness or that I don’t need...
Mental portrait
I like to read and I like to draw. I’m ambitious and lazy, pessimistic yet unrealistically optimistic, colorful and monotone. I like science and I like reading and I like math when I get all the problems right. I want to save the planet but I take too long showers and I’ve gone through many plastic bottles of water. I know how I want to dress but most days I look like someone flung me...
A thought
I see more and more amateur photographers buying expensive digital SLRs, which brings something to mind.
Does an elaborate word processing program make one a better writer? Does owning the world’s most extensive collection of paints mean you know how to combine and smear them in ways that will produce a good work of art? Does procuring a handcrafted musical instrument tuned to the nth...
Let's talk
It’s easy to initiate a “conversation” online - a simple e-mail, an instant message, a Facebook comment. The Internet’s made social interaction that much more immediate and convenient.
But at the same time, nothing can replace the intimacy of a face-to-face conversation. When you’re chatting with somebody online, it’s easy to let the conversation dwindle to...
An observation
These online blogs always make it easy for people to express themselves, and everyone comes off as profound, multifaceted, individualistic…
I wonder if this is because bloggers are as insightful as they can easily portray themselves as, or because these websites have repackaged “individuality” to the point they can make the most cookie-cutter of users seem unique.