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8:45 pm. Eating pizza and drinking a Marca Bravaria.
It has been exactly one year plus a day since I made my last “nuts to Live Journal” post. I’ve decided to make it a sort of tradition not as a continuing indictment of LJ, but rather as an annual update of sorts.
It seems to me that many people feel this summer was a waste. Or even worse, that it has done them more harm than good simply by having existed between May and August. It troubles me that people feel this way. How are you going to feel when we begin our careers, and there is no separation between summer and the rest of the year except for on the calendar?
I learned in Philosophy 145: Critical Thinking about a concept called the Law of Regression. It states that in the case of extreme behaviour or outcome, either favourable on not, it is more likely for continued behaviour or outcomes to move towards the average rather than become more extreme. Perhaps this has something to do with the negative outlook on the past few months. Because last summer was so great, this summer seems bad only in comparison.
I, however, seem to be an outlier. I though the past 4 months have been incredible. I am truly the luckiest boy in Lucky Boy Town. Truly a summer that makes you dance, if only on the inside, as a way of saying “I am happy to be alive”. As with anything, you can point to specific instances to prove the contrary, but there’s no sense in diminishing the positive just to augment the negative. I’m not entirely sure why everyone seems to feel differently than me, but I am more than ready to be enlightened if someone wants to let me know.
Of course, the obvious answer would be the friction that many of us have felt between one another. A friction whose coefficient is high, and whose time period unfortunately runs from the end of April until this very instant. While it has been painfully difficult, things were said that needed to be said, and things were done that needed to be done. These are such things that should not be forgotten.
This summer has been exhilarating, and I look forward to the school year to come with great anticipation. Having said that, my friends at school will undoubtedly ask me “How was your summer Dave?”, and I honestly won’t know what to say.
The longest days of the year have been an adventure. An adventure of souls. I have developed a great bond with some of you, and seen you at your most loyal. But many of you I will never be able to look at the same way again.
In the end, this confession has meant nothing.
Davey
It has been exactly one year plus a day since I made my last “nuts to Live Journal” post. I’ve decided to make it a sort of tradition not as a continuing indictment of LJ, but rather as an annual update of sorts.
It seems to me that many people feel this summer was a waste. Or even worse, that it has done them more harm than good simply by having existed between May and August. It troubles me that people feel this way. How are you going to feel when we begin our careers, and there is no separation between summer and the rest of the year except for on the calendar?
I learned in Philosophy 145: Critical Thinking about a concept called the Law of Regression. It states that in the case of extreme behaviour or outcome, either favourable on not, it is more likely for continued behaviour or outcomes to move towards the average rather than become more extreme. Perhaps this has something to do with the negative outlook on the past few months. Because last summer was so great, this summer seems bad only in comparison.
I, however, seem to be an outlier. I though the past 4 months have been incredible. I am truly the luckiest boy in Lucky Boy Town. Truly a summer that makes you dance, if only on the inside, as a way of saying “I am happy to be alive”. As with anything, you can point to specific instances to prove the contrary, but there’s no sense in diminishing the positive just to augment the negative. I’m not entirely sure why everyone seems to feel differently than me, but I am more than ready to be enlightened if someone wants to let me know.
Of course, the obvious answer would be the friction that many of us have felt between one another. A friction whose coefficient is high, and whose time period unfortunately runs from the end of April until this very instant. While it has been painfully difficult, things were said that needed to be said, and things were done that needed to be done. These are such things that should not be forgotten.
This summer has been exhilarating, and I look forward to the school year to come with great anticipation. Having said that, my friends at school will undoubtedly ask me “How was your summer Dave?”, and I honestly won’t know what to say.
The longest days of the year have been an adventure. An adventure of souls. I have developed a great bond with some of you, and seen you at your most loyal. But many of you I will never be able to look at the same way again.
In the end, this confession has meant nothing.
Davey