January 2010
8 posts
We often think the notion of sacrifice entails giving up something. But I was thinking - it’s not. You’re not really giving up the time and effort so much as investing it in another person, a greater cause. You’re lending yourself to others in the hope that they will reciprocate your generosity by doing good to others in turn. A self-perpetuating cycle of sorts.
I don’t...
I figure life is like a large window partially obscured by a curtain. We all have a truncated view of the world before us, particularly because we’re young and have so much left to learn. But every time we discover the existence of ideas or perspectives of which we’ve previously been unaware, we incrementally draw back the curtains to expose a more comprehensive picture. We tug on the...
I’ve previously elaborated about my attraction to various career fields, such as academia, politics, and writing. Though seemingly disparate, all are united by one criteria - that I make a tangible difference in society via my profession. For this reason, my lifelong love of animation has always conflicted me.
Animation isn’t a world changing profession in the conventional sense. As...
Dream Sequence 1, or "I swear I'm not demented"
I am in an upper scale elementary school a la San Marino. I am with a large group of peers. A middle-aged bearded man comes in to engage in small talk. Suddenly, a crazed smile lights his face and he pulls out a bulky bomb with red and blue wires. He tells us it’s a bomb. No duh.
He wanders from room to room in the school. I start reevaluating my life, my morals and religious beliefs. He...
Facebook experiment is OVER! This is way too hard. I hadn’t realized how much I rely on technology to keep track of innumerable events and birthdays. The quarter is also getting way too strenuous, so trying to quit networking sites right now is like trying to quit smoking while…doing something really really hard (it’s early, okay? my ability to generate analogies is impaired by...
I log into Facebook for the first time in days and it’s like a dose of heroin flooded my system.
Now what does that say about me or about society for that matter?
I regard this self-imposed social networking exile as an experiment of sorts. I would rather spend my time in the company of real people as opposed to relegating myself to pseudo-quality time via a technological device.
But damn...
It just hit me that next year, I’m going to be attending my sister’s high school graduation.
Oh, freak.