Of course society is bullshit. It's the ideal of a concept of an idea of an ideal. Not a single thinga bout society is tangible. For whatever reason, society becomes the most important thing, and community is completely ignored. I hate societal expectations and the laws to which we're expected to conform. What I hate even more is that we do it anyway. And yet really, there are no actual laws, are there? The only "real" laws are the ones you break. And then you get in trouble, just because long ago, someone or someones decided that certain things were wrong - and now today, people're punished based on a moral standard to which we all adhere. Who knows what a child would be like if raised in an untainted universe? Would the child know "right from wrong" if s/he was never told
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you don't have to go to grad school right away. I didn't, and I am having a pretty good year. Until people come up and ask me "what I am going to do next" as if what I am doing right now is definitely not an acceptable thing to keep doing for very long.... Well, society makes a lot of rules. Some are good. Some are frustrating. But you can choose which ones are important to you.
P.S. Don't be depressed drunk. Try to only drink when you are happy!
a drunken comment for a drunken post. and you might be wondering, well, you should be wondering, how a little college student lady is drunk at 2:14 in the afternoon of a tuesday. i am drunk all of the time, drunk off of afforementioned leaves, or drunk off of the silly helpless society of us. days flow into more days into more days and more than half of the time I can't remember what I did that morning, what I'm doing at the moment. I was just watching TV and I really have no idea how to tell you what I was watching, it was something with people, that's all, maybe it was in color. Are you in color? You want to be in color. What's the difference between hot and cold and how do we know what it is? The spectrum of discompfort. I recently turned in my French test and while I was doing this my teacher was looking directly at the part of my stomach that was showing. I want to rip off the tops of everyones heads and lay their brains down and pick out their little thoughts with tweezers. I do things like let my dirty dishes sit for
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you can't talk and write at the same time. writing is a constant organizing of the mind. it isn't just pen on paper or fingers on keys, it's mind on planet. i'm quiet because i'm listening. to you, to the air, to the spaces in between and above sound, and then i'm trying to figure out how to make them come back out of me sounding just as good, something my voice can do little to help. i'm not a shy person, there's just too much other stuff i'd rather listen to than myself.
Hmmm. For some reason I'm not buying that. I think you are shy and that you're making up a clever reason to excuse how you may not be that outward in person (at least, at first when you are getting to know someone
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I hate drunken honesty because you wake in the morning pissed off that you didnt have the balls to say it sober. Hiding behind the subconscious is never a good thing but easily done. congrats on getting it out. -Dani
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