Here's a distraction from your/my homework
This entry results from my aversion to homework, not from a relevant to life or profound subject. Though, I suppose this is somewhat relevant to my life. I've been wondering about this since someone asked me a question the other day. Scott wanted to know what my profile meant, but was too lazy to read it. This got me thinking. If he's daunted by a profile more than twelve words, I wonder if he reads my Livejournal at all, or just reads a few words from the whole thing to gain a general idea of what I'm talking about. For that matter, does anyone read these? I admit sometimes my posts don't necessarily warrant a response or are rhetorical in nature. Some of them may be too deep for people to have open discussion on them. Those of you who do read my entries in their entirety know that I often flow from one thought to another too quickly and contradict myself in most of them to make much sense to those who briefly skim them. I wonder if maybe you all would prefer to read about my personal problems and trivial thoughts rather than the unfiltered internal deliberations that are all too common in my head. Joey equivocates writing in a livejournal to the things boys do late at night when nobody is around, although I'd like to think my writing is more entertaining. So which shall it be? Reflections of a teenage existentialist, the catharsis complementary to angst, or just fluff? If no one answers, I will consider my cause forsaken and start posting horribly written and depressing poetry and make you all suffer, except you won't read it anyway, so I still lose. Perhaps I have doomed my LJ already by posting this. What if after this, people start posting out of sympathy? "Yay Blaine! I'm going to agree with what you say and post, because if I don't you'll feel bad and I don't want you to actually know I don't care!" On second thought, if you want to sympathy post, go for it. Maybe my whole life and all my friends are one big sympathy post, and when I die, I will go to St. Peter and he will say, "Actually, you're whole life was a sham, everyone was just acting out of sympathy".
I will reply "so does that mean I go to Hell?"
He will respond, "No actually, we have a place for one such as you, it is called th eternal sympathy post, where you are nice to everyone else out of sympathy and they are nice to you in return for the same reason thus preserving your whole facade of a life".
I will stare at him quizzically and ask, "But you just told me my whole life was a sham, how can I keep up that lie?"
St. Peter will give me the shifty-eyes and then shrug. Then he will sigh and say, "Alright, well here's the thing, the only thing that gets you into this exclusive club is your ignorance. Babies and retards get their own too. So either you can feign it just like you've been doing your whole life or you can decide that you are 'aware' and I can send you to hell and be done with it" .
"I'll take option one..."
"Good choice".
See if, you didn't read this entire entry, you'd miss the whole point, and what a shame that would be...
The entire thing defies my initial opening sentences by both being relevant to life and somewhat profound. Ok, not so profound, but still, I tried. Now to end this digression of a post. I hope he reads the last sentence.
Scott Collins is the coolest person I know.
I will reply "so does that mean I go to Hell?"
He will respond, "No actually, we have a place for one such as you, it is called th eternal sympathy post, where you are nice to everyone else out of sympathy and they are nice to you in return for the same reason thus preserving your whole facade of a life".
I will stare at him quizzically and ask, "But you just told me my whole life was a sham, how can I keep up that lie?"
St. Peter will give me the shifty-eyes and then shrug. Then he will sigh and say, "Alright, well here's the thing, the only thing that gets you into this exclusive club is your ignorance. Babies and retards get their own too. So either you can feign it just like you've been doing your whole life or you can decide that you are 'aware' and I can send you to hell and be done with it" .
"I'll take option one..."
"Good choice".
See if, you didn't read this entire entry, you'd miss the whole point, and what a shame that would be...
The entire thing defies my initial opening sentences by both being relevant to life and somewhat profound. Ok, not so profound, but still, I tried. Now to end this digression of a post. I hope he reads the last sentence.
Scott Collins is the coolest person I know.