It goes,... dragging one haggard leg at a time.
So the thought that I've been enthralled with lately is the notion of creating a proof about self-absorption (inspired by all the pretentious fucks in athens... seriously, who cares about your music, clothing, etc. Why all the cliques?) So it would be similar to the "is hell endothermic or exothermic" essay, only dealing with someone so self-absorbed that all their energy (whether it be heat or other) back in on themselves... would the result be implosion, spontaneous combustion, black whole, or other? You tell me. Either way, we need to find a way to weed these people off the earth.
As for those who had to hear me bitch about my chem test, I ended up with a 102. you will not have to suffer my ramblings about that until the next test.
I normally hate Blake poems, but I really liked this:
The nature of Infinity is this: That every thing has its
Own Vortex; and when once a traveller thro' Eternity
Has pass'd that Vortex, he perceives it roll backward behind
His path, into a Globe itself enfolding, like a sun,
Or like a moon, or like a universe of starry majesty,
While he keeps onwards in his wondrous journey on the Earth,
Or like a human form, a friend with whom he liv'd benevolent.
As the eye of man views both the East and West, encompassing
Its vortex, and the North and South with all their starry host,
Also the rising sun and setting moon he views, surrounding
His corn-fields and his valleys of five hundred acres square.
Thus is the Earth one infinite plane, and not as apparent
To the weak traveller confin'd beneath the moony shade.
Thus is the Heaven a Vortex pass'd already, and the Earth
A Vortex not yet pass'd by the traveller thro' Eternity.
In other news, I'm almost done with listening to placebo. (I choose a band to be preoccupied with every week - month time span. It's about time for someone to hand me a burned cd and me to start the cycle over again... lather, rinse, repeat, etc). I still like the fact that they have a song that uses the word cuckold. I haven't heard that shit since shakespeare.
Oh yeah, and this whole trying to make friends thing really blows.
Sometimes I think it's really not worth it.
Like I'm going to know any of these people in five years anyway. It will be one of those things where you see the person once a year or so and act polite or send them a card on some random ass holiday. So ultimately, bleh.
Off to work. I guess I'll see you kids later. Maybe.
So the thought that I've been enthralled with lately is the notion of creating a proof about self-absorption (inspired by all the pretentious fucks in athens... seriously, who cares about your music, clothing, etc. Why all the cliques?) So it would be similar to the "is hell endothermic or exothermic" essay, only dealing with someone so self-absorbed that all their energy (whether it be heat or other) back in on themselves... would the result be implosion, spontaneous combustion, black whole, or other? You tell me. Either way, we need to find a way to weed these people off the earth.
As for those who had to hear me bitch about my chem test, I ended up with a 102. you will not have to suffer my ramblings about that until the next test.
I normally hate Blake poems, but I really liked this:
The nature of Infinity is this: That every thing has its
Own Vortex; and when once a traveller thro' Eternity
Has pass'd that Vortex, he perceives it roll backward behind
His path, into a Globe itself enfolding, like a sun,
Or like a moon, or like a universe of starry majesty,
While he keeps onwards in his wondrous journey on the Earth,
Or like a human form, a friend with whom he liv'd benevolent.
As the eye of man views both the East and West, encompassing
Its vortex, and the North and South with all their starry host,
Also the rising sun and setting moon he views, surrounding
His corn-fields and his valleys of five hundred acres square.
Thus is the Earth one infinite plane, and not as apparent
To the weak traveller confin'd beneath the moony shade.
Thus is the Heaven a Vortex pass'd already, and the Earth
A Vortex not yet pass'd by the traveller thro' Eternity.
In other news, I'm almost done with listening to placebo. (I choose a band to be preoccupied with every week - month time span. It's about time for someone to hand me a burned cd and me to start the cycle over again... lather, rinse, repeat, etc). I still like the fact that they have a song that uses the word cuckold. I haven't heard that shit since shakespeare.
Oh yeah, and this whole trying to make friends thing really blows.
Sometimes I think it's really not worth it.
Like I'm going to know any of these people in five years anyway. It will be one of those things where you see the person once a year or so and act polite or send them a card on some random ass holiday. So ultimately, bleh.
Off to work. I guess I'll see you kids later. Maybe.
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unfortunately, ive been self absorbed, but i like to think it's less than i used to be.
less crowded...
oh, and Placebo is really good... a shame that I listened to them so much that now they got kinda wasted to me.. =/
but I'm used with doing that shit with music too... listening to the same band for a month or so, then changing for a new one...
oh.. and friend-making really sucks bad!! specially because after 'bout 20... or 200 "friends" latter, when you needs them, you find that only 1 or 2 are worth it...
Kisses!!!