Inverted Introversion

So I’ve been putting the blog aside for a while.  While I claimed to myself that I would never put myself in a position like Colleen, where I stopped blogging for several months, that is more or less what I’ve managed to do.  The push to become more extroverted in nature has been, in my opinion, a smashing success.  Unfortunately, the natural introvert in me has begun a push back against my rapidly ridiculous life.

We don’t need no education

Days like today make me wonder how long the iPod really has left. The fact of the matter is that it decided to reset itself on the way to class, and it’s things like that that worry me. It occurred to me once again how sick of this town I am, and sitting here now is reinforcing for me how alone I feel. I almost didn’t write this entry today, primarily because I’m busy.

When you listen, all the music is about you

There was a time when I knew what I was looking for.  There was a time when I knew what I wanted.  Furthermore, there was a time when I know what I was interested in.  Today, I’ m unsure.  The thing is, I’m not sure I ever really knew.

Les Femmes

I’ve got this deluge of new music that I really need to go through.  It’s very different than what I’m used to, and yet at the same time it’s very much the same.  I suppose it’s one of the dangerous of using a source like Last.fm or Pandora.  While they do help you to find new music, the music isn’t always good or wholly unique.  I’ve had exams the past few days, and as such I’ve had little time to write.  The sudden coming on of what I hope is a cold, has been anything but helpful.  Unfortunately, because of my disastrous social life, and midterms, I’m once again behind on blogging Top Chef.

Seasonal A-word* Depression.

Having just filled out a survey for RIT, and dumping a primarily negative review of almost everything the school is doing, I’m fairly certain that the winter has gotten to me.  In the winter, I’ve never had a good time.  At first I thought that maybe it had something to with the schooling, the snow, or just Rochester.  The longer I’ve been here the more I’ve concluded that it’s not particularly any of those things.  The fact of the matter is just that I’m fairly certain I just suffer from seasonal depression.

* – Affective

Sometimes Lightning Misses

Essentially, I’m feeling ill. I think I’m catching Brian’s god awful cold. Then again it could be my Professor’s god awful cold. Either or, I’m in a lot of trouble. To top it off, it’s making it hard for me to get a clear head to write anything meaningful. On the bright side, a 90W Dell adapter is on it’s way to me.

Pride and Prejudice

Pretentious and condescending.  These are the two words that have been plaguing me in response to Thin Walls, Thick Heads.  As I stated in a New Years resolution, I was aiming to be less condescending, nicer, and a host of other things.  Well,here I am to report that the start of the year has not been a good start.  While my life in Albany was a resounding improvement and success, my return to RIT has not.  Now, I’m trying my best to not be condescending, but there are certain things that I think it’s important to remember about the trait of condescension.

Lets start with this though, as it’s important to remember that people throw around these terms all too often without any knowledge of what they mean.

From Dictionary.com

Pretentious – Claiming or demanding a position of distinction or merit, especially when unjustified.

Condescending – To descend to the level of one considered inferior; lower oneself

2008 in Review, and 2009 in Resolution

Last night I went to play the board game Apples to Apples.  As I frequently have been doing in the past few days, I looked around the room at my friends and thought out loud, “I need to figure out what I’m going to blog about tonight”.   One of them responded, “Write about us”.

Just popping in real quick

Sorry I’ve been MIA for so long. Regrettably, once again not much time to compose this, basically as long as my roommate is in the bathroom. This week my life has been consumed with roughly 4 things. First, I started the week by suffering from a sinus infection (or so I believe it to be), which is still persisting. I very much wish it would go away.

Nothing at all

Every narrative isn’t a complete story.  The story is something that exists within a confine where the backdrop is only as far as you can see in either direction.  In a sense it’s finite consciousness.