Maybe it’ll be platypus next.
At the end of senior year, when people had already been accepted into college, I, for some reason or another, still cared about keeping my A’s. I remember working on a group project with a couple of friends… and we got absolutely nowhere on the first day. It’s funny how people become disinterested in certain things once they’ve attained some sort of ermm… leveling up? xD
I didn’t like that. When everyone else stops caring… why am I the only one still worrying?
The other thing about senior year… Before acceptance letters are mailed, people worry about getting into their first or second choice schools. Will I get into Berkeley? Stanford? UCLA? etc… Getting into a decent (or more prestigious) school is what is most important to them. Then, suddenly, these people become engrossed in their allegiance to x school. Go USC! Or… just because I go to Berkeley, I hate Stanford, etc. That mentality just seems so weird. You’re so proudly boasting your school’s colors, ready to sing its alma mater… and just a few months ago, you thought you would prefer going to, oh, well, the other institute of technology, per say?
I still think it’s kind of weird… I like Berkeley and MIT and Stanford and UCLA, etc. all the same. -_-;; But, in a way, I guess it’s comforting to know that about people… Loyalty means a lot! And really, dressing up in your school’s color for a football game isn’t all too different from what the people at those crazy concerts that I love so much do. It’s all for the sake of fun.
Life would be so bland without these quirky little things.
I say this is unnecessary or… maybe impractical… and wasteful, but in the end, it’s still better than nothing. Going to a store 100 times… is still more interesting than sitting at home, feeling sorry for yourself for not being able to find something better to do. At least you’re productive, no?
This winter break was awful. I just moped around the house, not getting anything done, feeling sorry for myself because the only person I met up with was Evan, while everyone else attended a bunch of mini reunions and seemed to have a blast. (This is why I hate Facebook… but I can’t help but use it to at least keep in touch with people somewhat).
Nevertheless, I need to find something better to do than go to the same place 100 times. It’s just dull. Why is everything so dull? It’s not like I’ve seen everything. I haven’t gone clubbing or done anything daring. A new side of life that sparks some crazy interest?
You go to the observatory, for example, but there’s nothing new, and not much to gain. It becomes more like some museum to amuse little children… What happened to really being able to learn something new and interesting? Somewhere for tourists, somewhere for, well, I guess, lovers to be with each other… that’s it.
I wish every day was like an anime convention. I would use a trip to Disneyland, but I’m still sore from that sudden bit of reality that managed to seep in. -_-; Everything’s exciting.
I know I’m not normally a very exciting person to be around, but I’d love to try more daring things… *sigh*
It seems like the more superficial things are, the more exciting they get. ._.
Gambling and the night life?
Walking down some crazy runway…
Yes, that’s what I want from 2009. I hope this year is more interesting than the last. I hope I get to do more interesting things… Be a bit more… outgoing… that kind of stuff.
2008 was boring. I just felt hurt. Events that I thought I would remember for the rest of my life… I would rather forget. What graduation?
High school was weak. It was pathetic. Undeniably, I liked my teachers. They were wonderful people.
But I was tired of being treated like crap by practically complete strangers. They were idiots who pushed and shoved to get what they wanted.
Great way to make a first impression, don’t you think?
I still feel bitter. High school didn’t seem like high school.
Or maybe I’m just looking at things too negatively…
Well, that’s what I thought about 2008.
No real New Years resolutions. I dislike coming up with them. I don’t think you’re obligated to come up with the just because people tell you to.
I want 2009 to be "cool" and unforgettable, in a good way.
But I guess 2008 was good in some ways. I can’t deny that either.
Memories aren’t meant to be forgotten. Unfortunately, that has both positive and negative consequences. Maybe that’s why I’m so bitter. Grudges aren’t good for people, but it’s not like bad memories are so readily erasable. They’re like plastic.
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