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Sunday, 28 June 2009

  • Of Another Place and Time

    This is stemming from a post already made on datingish, since I have no way to hear the news otherwise.

    Jon and Kate (from the TV show with their 8 kids or whatever) are separating. Apparently Jon has said he is "excited to start a new chapter", and Kate has a book deal.

    What the fuck? They have 8. kids. And its time to start a new chapter?

    Don't have kids if you don't feel like taking care of them, or you might stop feeling like it in the future. It's so fucking irresponsible.


    So here's your holiday
    Hope you enjoy it this time
    You gave it all away
    It was mine
    So when you're dead and gone
    Will you remember this night, twenty years now lost.
    It's not right.

Wednesday, 24 June 2009

  • Currently
    The Pilgrim's Regress: An Allegorical Apology for Christianity Reason and Romanticism
    By C. S. Lewis
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    I Walked For Miles 'til I Found...

    Sometimes I wish I was nicer.
    Sometimes I wish other people would shut the fuck up.
    Sometimes I want to never say fuck again.
    Then I shout it.
    On occasion, I wish I would shut the fuck up.
    I am a grumpy, irritable bitch.
    I hate people who bitch at me for it.
    Or say things about "growing up", "being responsible", "being better than that."
    I dislike having all of these mental social blocks in my head. It makes it harder to interact.
    The trash can next to me fucking STINKS.
    I am tired of people telling me what to do. As usual.
    Fuck.
    I like Top Gun.
    I should be in bed.
    I want to write the most magnificent rock opera ever.
    And I can't hardly write a decent song.
    I love having actual kids here at camp. Even though this is like a practice week.
    Word.

Monday, 22 June 2009

  • Currently
    21st Century Breakdown
    By Green Day
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    G L O R I A

    I'm Not Fucking Around
    I Think I'm Coming Out
    All The Deceivers And Cheaters
    I Think We've Got A Bleeder Right Now
    Want You To Slap Me Around
    Want You To Knock Me Out
    Well, You Missed, Me Kissed Me
    Now You Better Kick Me Down

    Maybe You're The Runner Up
    But The First One To Lose The Race
    Almost Only Really Counts In
    Horseshoes And Hand Grenades

    I'm Gonna Burn It All Down
    I'm Gonna Rip It Out
    Well, Everything That You Employ
    Was Meant For Me To Destroy
    To The Ground Now
    So Don't You Fuck Me Around
    Because I'll Shoot You Down
    I'm Gonna Drink, Fight And Fuck
    And Pushing My Luck
    All The Time Now

    Maybe You're The Runner Up
    But The First One To Lose The Race
    Almost Only Really Counts In
    Horseshoes And Hand Grenades

    Demolition, Self-Destruction
    What To Annihilate
    The Age-Old Contradiction

    Demolition, Self-Destruction
    What To Annihilate
    The Age-Old Contradiction

    Demolition, Self-Destruction
    What To Annihilate
    This Old Age

    I'm Not Fucking Around
    I Think I'm Coming Out
    In A Pair Of Chuck Taylors
    I'm Not Fucking Around
    G-L-O-R-I-A
    G-L-O-R-I-A
    G-L-O-R-I-A
    G-L-O-R-I-A.

Sunday, 14 June 2009

Wednesday, 10 June 2009

  • Then I Think About Being Done With My Resume

    So we took this thing called the enneagram test. It's like the Myers-Briggs personality test, except cooler. Here are some links, try it out for yourself.

    http://similarminds.com/cgi-bin/similarminds.pl
    http://www.9types.com/
    http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Enneagram_of_Personality

    I am a 4. This is what wikipedia says about 4s.

    General characteristics

    The desire to create and seek meaning is emphasized in the Individualist. They are emotionally driven, passionate people, who want to be recognized as special and distinguished from others. They are, at their best, compassionate, empathetic, and refined. This often leads them to artistic endeavors of various sorts, or alternatively, to relationships that would bring them intense feelings whether sublime or despairing. On the other hand, their emotional turbulances and excess fantasizing can cause difficulties with living in the moment, often wallowing in the past and obsessing over the future, chronic dissatisfaction and depression often result, as well as conflicts with others.

    Motivations

    Passion / Fixation: Envy

    Basic Fear: "To have no identity and personal significance". Personal identity is felt tentatively by Fours, which they compensate by cultivating a fantasy or ideal self that would in one way or another define them. They fear ordinariness.

    Basic Desire: 'To find themselves and their significance'. Fours heighten their experience with imagination and emotional reactions. They see beauty in suffering, and will hold on painful moods if those give them meaning.

    Parental Orientation: Disconnected from both parents, since "neither can understand". Creates longing in self for a "good parent" - a saviour - who can understand them. It is not that fours do not want to express their feelings, they just want someone to discover them; and frequently make people work too hard to find out what they are.

    Personal theme

    From a very early age Fours felt singled out by others. They see the various personal qualities others have that are not given to them, which causes them to focus on absence, on differences and on personal alienation. They are the gray ducklings poked fun of by their bright-feathered peers and abandoned by their parents. They are the orphans and outcasts.

    In time, however, they began to feel that they are singled out for a reason. They interpreted their alienation and suffering as evidence of their finer sensibilities. Even their personal defects, which in the beginning tormented them, are now worn as marks of pride. In their psychic recesses, however, there remains an emptiness longing to be filled by another and it is that emptiness, that tension between lack and fulfillment, which drives Fours in a search for meaning and personal identity. Unfortunately, given their fixations on fantasy and comparison with others, this search can often feel and become fruitless.



    Sounds more depressing than it is.

    Camp is awesome.