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I sometimes feel guilty for University being so easy for me, and varying degrees of harder for everyone else, except mabye English Majors.
But that soon passes.
As the kids say these days, a lot has changed in the past year, and I should really have written this at new years.
I have good relations, very good in my esteem, with the opposite sex, which is almost diametrically opposite my situation in high school. I'm not cripplingly shy, and have succumbed to the devil of alcohol.
I started drinking with the idea that it was OK if you only did it a bit, but since I've gotten back to school it's been a steady three nights a week of drinking. I have to cut back, I think, because I am not behaving in a manner condusive with my opinions, and as such am damaging my ego/spirit by contradicting it with my actions.
But that's alright, because it still keeps getting better.
To steal an old line from myself, life just keeps on getting rosier, especially with worldwide death, poverty, and war.
I think I hate it when people complain. I used to think that too, but now that I'm 'conforming'
(not in the normal sense, more like stopping being messed up and starting to be better than all of you chumps)
and can actually empathize with people in relationships(or non-relationships ;) ) and stuff that normal people face, I still feel the same way.
I find it sad, yet very happy, that amidst all the philosophy I've studied, and all the beautiful theories and systems, the one thought that has had the most effect on my life(positive effects, of course), was not produced by a philosopher.
I do feel, however, it is one of the best things ever written, and I love it to death.
"if you want to be happy, be." - tolstoi
But that soon passes.
As the kids say these days, a lot has changed in the past year, and I should really have written this at new years.
I have good relations, very good in my esteem, with the opposite sex, which is almost diametrically opposite my situation in high school. I'm not cripplingly shy, and have succumbed to the devil of alcohol.
I started drinking with the idea that it was OK if you only did it a bit, but since I've gotten back to school it's been a steady three nights a week of drinking. I have to cut back, I think, because I am not behaving in a manner condusive with my opinions, and as such am damaging my ego/spirit by contradicting it with my actions.
But that's alright, because it still keeps getting better.
To steal an old line from myself, life just keeps on getting rosier, especially with worldwide death, poverty, and war.
I think I hate it when people complain. I used to think that too, but now that I'm 'conforming'
(not in the normal sense, more like stopping being messed up and starting to be better than all of you chumps)
and can actually empathize with people in relationships(or non-relationships ;) ) and stuff that normal people face, I still feel the same way.
I find it sad, yet very happy, that amidst all the philosophy I've studied, and all the beautiful theories and systems, the one thought that has had the most effect on my life(positive effects, of course), was not produced by a philosopher.
I do feel, however, it is one of the best things ever written, and I love it to death.
"if you want to be happy, be." - tolstoi