January 2011
10 posts
I want to paint sweeping murals, large Impressionistic pieces flecked with bold strokes and vibrant hues, visual abstractions into which I temporarily lose myself and then regain my way as creatively invigorated as ever.
I find myself instead painting by numbers. By necessity, of course.
Sacrifice comes in different forms, large and small, altruistic and self-advancing. This is one instance....
The worse part about getting your teeth yanked out is not the coldness of the dentist’s pliers against your cheek, the harsh glare of her light into your pupils, the 30 horrible seconds per novocaine administration (via huge ass needle, no less), or the consistently reopening wounds that spill blood into your mouth and make you wonder why the HELL would you want to be Edward Cullen because...
I like talking to people working in service industries. I hope this doesn’t sound condescending, so let me clarify:
Many of these housekeepers, janitors, gardeners, cashiers, and etc are nice. They’re humble. They seem to enjoy a good chat as much as I do, even though they must be a million times more exhausted.
They remind me of what I’m working for, to make use of the...
I know this is strange but sometimes I look up (aka Wikipedia) the biographies of great figures to see what they were doing at my age. Storied though their accomplishments are, many were just like us—high school students with potential or undergraduates at their respective universities (however elite).
People don’t need to be Mark Zuckerbergs, making their first billion in their early...
Anyhow, another quick list involving things I want to do as I grow older. This time it’s less worldly and ambitious, more cognizant of the less glamorous but more important things in life:
I want to be financially stable. I don’t have to be rich, but I’d like to live comfortably. I understand the extent to which happiness depends on knowing bills can be paid and food put on the...
I blinked and suddenly everyone I know is looking for a job or thinking ahead to post-graduation plans. Funny how time works.
Still not ready for this adult thing, but here goes.
After all, we're all human →
This has been circulating around the web, but is still worth sharing. Dang. Reaffirm my faith in humanity, won’t you?
