a resurrection
It seems that every couple of months, I decide to return to my livejournal. Not because I want to air out my thoughts in a less public way, but because I still find comfort in typing out thoughts and watching them mold themselves into coherency, if that is a word. I love it, it's almost as if the words have a sort of power over me, yet I possessed them in my head before they formed themselves on paper (or screen). It's comforting, and moreover, it's how I think a lot of humanity functions. They have all this (for lack of a better word) STUFF flowing through them, and they just have to express it somehow.
Law school isn't so bad, it really isn't. But it is going to be a great challenge, make no doubt about that. After all, it's three years of the system trying to grind out little atomatrons, and I'm determined not to be one of them. There's the whole concept of finding the sexy mind, and whether or not it exists in the graduate/ professional school world. I'm going to hope against hope that it does, because I believe a sexy mind is the last thing to ever be satisfied, even aside from physical lusts. That's why when I hear about people struggling with finding a boyfriend or girlfriend, or taming their own sexual desire, I wonder how they would feel if they thought of the body as merely a transport of their mind. How would that change things? The body is weak, frail, and apt to failure but the mind? It's an entity not easily satisfied, but when it is, the feeling of accomplishment, satisfaction, and peace is all the more. I remember the first guy I ever fell for, purely for his mind. It was my junior year of HS (and yes, i regret that it took me so long to realize the phenomenon of the sexy mind). His name will remain unsaid, but the insights that he shed just blew my mind, and I feel my entire intellect being challenged and even raised a notch when we spoke. It was humbling yet awe-inspiring.
I think, deep down, people are always searching for that perfect, sexy mind. However, because it's harder to find (it's trapped by these bodies, you see), the search is more frustrating and you often get distracted by the outsides. I mean, seriously, if you're looking for a sexy mind, your first instinct is to look for a sexy outside, because after all, if the outside is so sexy, the inside must be mind-boggling. And unfortunately, the chances of that happening or pretty much nil to none. And there happen to be a lot of pretty guys around me right now (in varying degrees, of course), but the sexy mind? Maybe it takes years to get to that mind, but right now, the world suffers from LOSMS: Lack of the Sexy Minds Syndrome.
Law school isn't so bad, it really isn't. But it is going to be a great challenge, make no doubt about that. After all, it's three years of the system trying to grind out little atomatrons, and I'm determined not to be one of them. There's the whole concept of finding the sexy mind, and whether or not it exists in the graduate/ professional school world. I'm going to hope against hope that it does, because I believe a sexy mind is the last thing to ever be satisfied, even aside from physical lusts. That's why when I hear about people struggling with finding a boyfriend or girlfriend, or taming their own sexual desire, I wonder how they would feel if they thought of the body as merely a transport of their mind. How would that change things? The body is weak, frail, and apt to failure but the mind? It's an entity not easily satisfied, but when it is, the feeling of accomplishment, satisfaction, and peace is all the more. I remember the first guy I ever fell for, purely for his mind. It was my junior year of HS (and yes, i regret that it took me so long to realize the phenomenon of the sexy mind). His name will remain unsaid, but the insights that he shed just blew my mind, and I feel my entire intellect being challenged and even raised a notch when we spoke. It was humbling yet awe-inspiring.
I think, deep down, people are always searching for that perfect, sexy mind. However, because it's harder to find (it's trapped by these bodies, you see), the search is more frustrating and you often get distracted by the outsides. I mean, seriously, if you're looking for a sexy mind, your first instinct is to look for a sexy outside, because after all, if the outside is so sexy, the inside must be mind-boggling. And unfortunately, the chances of that happening or pretty much nil to none. And there happen to be a lot of pretty guys around me right now (in varying degrees, of course), but the sexy mind? Maybe it takes years to get to that mind, but right now, the world suffers from LOSMS: Lack of the Sexy Minds Syndrome.