There is this quiet that just envelopes me at times that is simply impossible to elucidate. I've felt extremely mellow for the past few days, just in a sort of haze. Maybe it's the weather getting me down, or perhaps the music. Don't get me wrong, I've been perky and energetic and happy. But it's just sort of in a daze. As soon as I'm alone a moment, it seeps in as I breathe, through my lungs and into my bloodstream, controlling the beat of my heart and the heaviness of my eyelids. It's could be compared to a movie, when a scene plays to a particular mellow song. I feel like my life has been lived on a soundtrack lately.
The Rainy Day Playlist consists of songs by Amos Lee, Ben Folds, Billy Joel, The Bonfire Orchestra, Damien Rice, Diana Krall, Drew Gatlin, Five for Fighting, The Fray, Jack Johnson, Jeff Buckley, Josh Ritter, Regina Spektor, and Train.
I'm hoping that a roadtrip home Friday evening will pull me out of this funk and out the rolled-down windows. Or maybe a good run set to a different type of music.
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Wednesday, September 8, 2010
Wednesday, August 25, 2010
College Campus Travels
So the Plaid backback has returned once more to its proper job - carrying books. Many, many books. Monday, I carried around 12 books in the backpack and two in my arms. My shoulders are bruised. Classes are only three days in, and I'm already exhausted and lacking sleep. I just have to readjust to the routine of only being allotted a maximum of 4 hours a night for sleep. I usually sleep about that much anyways, but during the summer there is at least the opportunity for more sleep. Not here, my friends.
Perhaps I've just developed a more cynical view of college after being so burned out last semester. I just don't see much originality here. I see thousands of people a day and can't tell a single one apart from the other. Maybe the color of your shirt is slightly different, but, ladies, your oversized tank top or tee shirt looks exactly the same as everyone else - don't fool yourself thinking you're something special. Just because your Nike shorts have a different color or pattern doesn't make you different. I guarantee you that Nike mass-produced those and tons of other girls own the exact same pair. Possibly even a few other people on this campus. You blend.
I myself am guilty of this, of course. I certainly am no hypocrite. The two days a week that I don't work - and therefore need not dress nicely - I am in an oversized (or most likely properly sized) tee shirt and some form of comfortable shorts/pants and shoes. Blending in with everyone else and knowing it.
It amuses and annoys me simultaneously that so many people are here doing absolutely nothing. Nothing with their lives except wasting someone else's money (because if it were their own, no doubt they'd be doing something productive with their lives.) Partypartyparty, it's the name of the game. Don't get me wrong here, I'm no prude. Partying/drinking/etc does not bother or offend me at all. It's a part of life. I just have a problem with people who make it the only thing they do or are interested in. I just want to meet more people who really are using this education and milking it for all it is worth and using every second to learn.
If you stop learning, you stop growing; and if you stop growing, you stop living. If you stop living, you might as well be dead. (I hope that's obvious.)
There is something bigger than this.
Perhaps I've just developed a more cynical view of college after being so burned out last semester. I just don't see much originality here. I see thousands of people a day and can't tell a single one apart from the other. Maybe the color of your shirt is slightly different, but, ladies, your oversized tank top or tee shirt looks exactly the same as everyone else - don't fool yourself thinking you're something special. Just because your Nike shorts have a different color or pattern doesn't make you different. I guarantee you that Nike mass-produced those and tons of other girls own the exact same pair. Possibly even a few other people on this campus. You blend.
I myself am guilty of this, of course. I certainly am no hypocrite. The two days a week that I don't work - and therefore need not dress nicely - I am in an oversized (or most likely properly sized) tee shirt and some form of comfortable shorts/pants and shoes. Blending in with everyone else and knowing it.
It amuses and annoys me simultaneously that so many people are here doing absolutely nothing. Nothing with their lives except wasting someone else's money (because if it were their own, no doubt they'd be doing something productive with their lives.) Partypartyparty, it's the name of the game. Don't get me wrong here, I'm no prude. Partying/drinking/etc does not bother or offend me at all. It's a part of life. I just have a problem with people who make it the only thing they do or are interested in. I just want to meet more people who really are using this education and milking it for all it is worth and using every second to learn.
If you stop learning, you stop growing; and if you stop growing, you stop living. If you stop living, you might as well be dead. (I hope that's obvious.)
There is something bigger than this.
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