From the fall of 2002 until 2006, I wrote a blog called "In The Vernacular," hosted by none other than blogspot. In early winter of 2006, I simply stopped writing. I silenced myself, and gave up on the long chronicle of my emergence from late boyhood into adulthood. This was for the best, as I had for the most part lost steam, and lost the original intent of the site. So, for more than a year I lay dormant, scheming, and working in the shadows, occasionally writing for others and myself, including the beginnings of a novel, many essays , etc. I also achieved milestones such as moving ino a first apartment, traveling through hell, fighting apathy and poor scholastic skills, finding jobs, etc.
I have emerged from the ashes in triumph. My life is still interesting, and I am personally rather happy. I'm finishing up an extremely difficult semester at the University of Minnesota, made difficult due to class choices, and a very heavy work schedule. I've been working 2 jobs along with my regular full time class load, and for the most part I've enjoyed keeping busy. I've managed to make it to the gym regularly, handle my cashflow, keep up an amazing relationship and pursue my hobbies. I've also proved to myself that social anxiety is something I can control with proper application of medication.
Since I last wrote for a general audience, I have become a linguistics major, and a senior in the program. I will be graduating with a BA in linguistics in the fall of 2008, as I watch the fall of the Bush regime. I am actually fairly excited for the upcoming election season, as it will allow me to see the Republican National Convention in St. Paul (bizarre enough) and possibly write about it and interview many people. The RNC interests me because of the simple novelty of seeing the famous and the powerful, a novelty I seem to be easily drawn to, even at it's weakest flickering.
I have discovered alot about the monster inside of me in the past 2 years. For instance, I've discovered that being a vegetarian no longer appeals to me, as I don't feel much sympathy for the suffering animals. I don't seem to have the same sort of gut reactions to immoral or unfair situations anymore. My thoughts about fellow human beings have become significantly less sympathetic, though I still seem loyal and sympathetic to people who interest me or who I consider to be friends. I've stopped being disturbed by the horrors on the news, by the death of the innocent and the suffering of the poor. I still understand that these things suck and that something should be done, but it doesn't make me sad anymore.
Another major change is a lack of belief in inherent improvement. I now believe in change, but have lost my ability to judge it's inherent value. I can change my actions, but it will never make me better than I am now.
I will continue posting thoughts, anectdotes, etc.
Song of the Day: "Roobaroo"- Rang De Basanti OST
I have emerged from the ashes in triumph. My life is still interesting, and I am personally rather happy. I'm finishing up an extremely difficult semester at the University of Minnesota, made difficult due to class choices, and a very heavy work schedule. I've been working 2 jobs along with my regular full time class load, and for the most part I've enjoyed keeping busy. I've managed to make it to the gym regularly, handle my cashflow, keep up an amazing relationship and pursue my hobbies. I've also proved to myself that social anxiety is something I can control with proper application of medication.
Since I last wrote for a general audience, I have become a linguistics major, and a senior in the program. I will be graduating with a BA in linguistics in the fall of 2008, as I watch the fall of the Bush regime. I am actually fairly excited for the upcoming election season, as it will allow me to see the Republican National Convention in St. Paul (bizarre enough) and possibly write about it and interview many people. The RNC interests me because of the simple novelty of seeing the famous and the powerful, a novelty I seem to be easily drawn to, even at it's weakest flickering.
I have discovered alot about the monster inside of me in the past 2 years. For instance, I've discovered that being a vegetarian no longer appeals to me, as I don't feel much sympathy for the suffering animals. I don't seem to have the same sort of gut reactions to immoral or unfair situations anymore. My thoughts about fellow human beings have become significantly less sympathetic, though I still seem loyal and sympathetic to people who interest me or who I consider to be friends. I've stopped being disturbed by the horrors on the news, by the death of the innocent and the suffering of the poor. I still understand that these things suck and that something should be done, but it doesn't make me sad anymore.
Another major change is a lack of belief in inherent improvement. I now believe in change, but have lost my ability to judge it's inherent value. I can change my actions, but it will never make me better than I am now.
I will continue posting thoughts, anectdotes, etc.
Song of the Day: "Roobaroo"- Rang De Basanti OST
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