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I threw a tantrum the first time I came to America. With the amount of people that do the exact same thing, I doubt it's really at all relevant.
How many times does one have to hit rock bottom before they can produce something truly incredible? Probably none, but world's track record would like you to believe otherwise.
It's time to update. I'm not referring simply to your livejournal icon or your profile picture or your status. Overall, it's time to update.
With each day that passes I find myself missing Mexico more. Within my first week in Mexico I had learned that authenticity was a farce (at least, it's a farce within the Marxist theoretical framework). During the following six weeks I learned how authentic people could really be. Their intentions were sincere, and their emotions true. It seems that so much here is seen through a veil of hyperbole; it's distorted through the attempts of not only beautification, but also of atrociousness. Many people are afraid, or unaware of their own candor.
I should write a memoir; I've got stories to tell. Some are old, some are new, but they're all genuine, real tales of human experience. Who wants to listen?
How many times does one have to hit rock bottom before they can produce something truly incredible? Probably none, but world's track record would like you to believe otherwise.
It's time to update. I'm not referring simply to your livejournal icon or your profile picture or your status. Overall, it's time to update.
With each day that passes I find myself missing Mexico more. Within my first week in Mexico I had learned that authenticity was a farce (at least, it's a farce within the Marxist theoretical framework). During the following six weeks I learned how authentic people could really be. Their intentions were sincere, and their emotions true. It seems that so much here is seen through a veil of hyperbole; it's distorted through the attempts of not only beautification, but also of atrociousness. Many people are afraid, or unaware of their own candor.
I should write a memoir; I've got stories to tell. Some are old, some are new, but they're all genuine, real tales of human experience. Who wants to listen?