This is also how my week has gone - mixed messages, confusion….
I am an emotional wreck
July 30, 2008 at 11:21 am (Uncategorized)
Tags: decision, depression, emotion, hate, love, sadness
From postsecret.com
I wish I could say some things out loud. I wish I could ask the questions that NEED answers. I wish I could value my own opinion and feelings to the degree that some things are simply not an issue. I am seriously working on falling apart, and for once, it is unrelated to schoolwork. It is now directly related to my own self worth and the morals, ethics and values I’ve attached to myself personally. I am in a dilemma and I’m not figuring anything out. My stomach is a mess, which tells you lovely readers that I internalize to an extreme. I’m quite shocked that I have not experienced an ulcer at this point in my life.
I understand that I’m not giving details. If you didn’t notice, I’m doing this on purpose. I am working through something in my head and resolving how to approach it. There are so many aspects to a decision that can appear so epic in today’s light, but in a year it could be just another drop of water in the ocean of experience. The problem is that we live in the here and now. We respond to stimuli that occurs NOW, not in the future. Currently, I could easily become a puddle right here at my desk or allow myself to respond, unchecked, to a ridiculous question, releasing frustration, sadness, anger and despair on whoever that poor soul could be.
I refuse to do this. I refuse to allow my emotions to overcome any conversation or interaction I may have that is not directly related to the issue at hand. I have a brain and a sense of self control and I intend on utilizing both. I plan on approaching this with a higher degree of intelligence than emotion because I cannot completely remove that part of myself. My heart is heavy with the weight of decision and I have to admit that it hurts more than a little. I hate that I’ve become such a mess and I don’t have a solution just yet.
It will work out. I know it will. It always does, in one way or another.
July 29, 2008 at 8:08 am (Uncategorized)
Gotta give it to my Irish homeboys - they know all about the insanity….
Responsible Journalism - Questions……
July 25, 2008 at 9:39 am (A day in the life)
Tags: barack obama, Michelle Obama, New Yorker, politics, satire
Okay - so I was perusing the amusing photos and captions over at PunditKitchen.com and I came across this cover from the New Yorker that’s been causing all the stir. I feel the need to chime in, so bear with me.
I understand the concept of satire. I understand that generally, the media takes every opportunity to pick apart potential political candidates. I get that. My issue here is why go to such a degree? It has been said that the New Yorker artist responsible for this cover was trying to draw attention to the common misconceptions Americans have drawn with regard to Obama’s political and religious beliefs. Also, that they wanted to express issues that have been explored with regard to his wife as well. I get that too.
Here’s my issue: Why, as a responsible periodical, albeit a satirical comedic periodical, attempt to enflame a country that’s already divided beyond historical proportions? Should they not be examining these issues singularly, in an intelligent format, rather than bulking all the stereotypes of the Obamas in a single cover, that ignorant individuals who never even READ this document will take as a form of agreement? That’s my issue - take it for what it is - an opinion, but feel free to give yours as well. It’s STILL a free country.
The ocean’s mystical powers of seduction
July 25, 2008 at 9:26 am (A day in the life)
Tags: beach, fish, gross, love, ocean, seduction, swim
What is it about the ocean or large bodies of water that have their own currents that draw us, as human beings, to spend large amounts of time indulging in them - either swimming, participating in water sports, or just pondering life’s greatest mysteries while gazing at their liquid wonder? I have to ask this question because I have ALWAYS been drawn to the water. I love it. It has become one with my soul and something is just NOT right when I go prolonged periods of time without being near it and breathing in the ocean air.
This past weekend, the crew took a trip to Virginia Beach, and we really only had a good 4 hours or so to dig our collective toes into the sand and do the dance with ocean waves. Now, we did do some awesome body boarding as well, but in general, we crammed as much quality time between our selves and the salty loveliness that is the Atlantic Ocean as possible. I miss it horribly. It was every grain of sand of loveliness you could possibly imagine. Yeah - there were hoards of tourists and random international people running around in their street clothes, soaking wet, because, quite possibly, it didn’t occur to them to bring shorts or an actual swim suit to the ocean in order to partake in a luscious, salt-filled dip, but that’s just my take on things. I didn’t really mind the 3 year old Afghanistan boy running around in his boxer briefs, soaking wet and getting all saggy butt in public. Hey - to each his own. I was just enjoying writing my name in the sand and taking random snapshots of my victims - and by that I mean family and friends.
I just had to wonder at the powers of the sea. Why are we so fascinated with it’s workings and why don’t we mind getting all nasty, filthy in order to play in its bounties of fun? Do we not think of fish and other creatures that exist in that environment, and by exist, I reference the act of purging little fish bodies of its food and creating new little fish lives and all the bodily functions involved in that. We swim with this stuff - gross - but we still love it. It feels wonderful and it’s relaxing and it is a glorious experience for all…. Enjoy the water while we still have it clean and unpolluted - to a degree.
