Sunday, December 30, 2007
Florida Poem ;)
OK, for some reason I can't hit enter. So there will be a slash where I would hit enter. Not quite the same effect, but I want to post it. As we step out of the/ car, the briny smell of/ the ocean, the scent of/ rotting seaweed giving/ it a sharp edge, collides/ with our noses. Sllight, faint/ sounds of waves colliding/ with sand, grinding it/ ever-smaller, pulling it out/ to sea, then washing it/ back, then pulling it out, then/ washing it back, the water's/ never-ending cycle. It's a/ long drive down to Florida,/ and my father briefly puts/ his hand to his undoubably/ aching back, and I bend/ over slightly in an attempt/ to stretch my legs. Then/ we grab the bags and head/ up the stairs, a challenge/ for legs that have been/ trapped for 11 straight/ hours. Then we yank back/the screen door and knock, and/ Grandma opens the door/ and all the 11 hours are/pointless and forgotten,/ because the magic of a/ week at the beach/ with our grandparents/ will erase it, until the/ week is over and we're/ packed back in for/ another 11 straight hours.
Saturday, December 29, 2007
Way Earlier Than I Thought
But here's my first official post. It was kind of begun a week or so ago, when I insulted a mutual acquaintance to one of my friends on AIM by calling him a 'big, dumb teddy bear'. I don't dislike him at all; he's just not the brightest crayon in the box. As insults go, not the nastiest. But today, said friend was presumably trying to jumpstart our dead IM and said 'I'm smarter than you.' We began discussing this statement and I said, because we're both rather intelligent but she is, by far, a better debater than me and would undoubtably win, 'Why label as smart, smarter, smartest. There's no need, we're both smart.', at which point her debater ears began twitching and she brought up this past conversation and started in on how hypocritical I was being.
I get my feelings hurt very easily, and I thought she knew that, mainly because she has reduced me to tears before. However, I can hardly blame her, because, out of pride, I've never let her see. And then, when I use some weak argument I'm trying to pass off as a joke, she'll start on me as if I was treating it as a logical argument. Once again, this is online, and it's hard to tell, but I think you'd be able to tell that, no, I DON'T believe the classmate is 'selectively mute' and that's what I meant when I said 'dumb'. I do have a reasonable IQ, and I know that there's no such thing as 'selective dumbness', not am I inventing it and pretending I think it's real.
I guess what makes this so hard is that she's right. I can get as mad as I want, completely tear her to pieces for being a jerk, but she's totally right. It was wrong of me to insult this person who wasn't around to defend themselves. It was doubly wrong to act all high and mighty about not labeling people when I've done it myself. She's also said I'm mean. I don't agree with her as much there, but she does have some points, mainly my treatment of some of the people in our group.
It's much more painful to be told that you're a hypocritical jerk when a part of you knows you actually are.
I get my feelings hurt very easily, and I thought she knew that, mainly because she has reduced me to tears before. However, I can hardly blame her, because, out of pride, I've never let her see. And then, when I use some weak argument I'm trying to pass off as a joke, she'll start on me as if I was treating it as a logical argument. Once again, this is online, and it's hard to tell, but I think you'd be able to tell that, no, I DON'T believe the classmate is 'selectively mute' and that's what I meant when I said 'dumb'. I do have a reasonable IQ, and I know that there's no such thing as 'selective dumbness', not am I inventing it and pretending I think it's real.
I guess what makes this so hard is that she's right. I can get as mad as I want, completely tear her to pieces for being a jerk, but she's totally right. It was wrong of me to insult this person who wasn't around to defend themselves. It was doubly wrong to act all high and mighty about not labeling people when I've done it myself. She's also said I'm mean. I don't agree with her as much there, but she does have some points, mainly my treatment of some of the people in our group.
It's much more painful to be told that you're a hypocritical jerk when a part of you knows you actually are.
Welcome
First off, many thanks for taking time out of your day to bother reading this. 'S pretty nice. I really don't have a specific purpose in mind for this, just to get some ideas out there, sometimes blow off some steam. Often they're not going to make sense, and I apologize. Often I don't make sense, even in person, and it's much harder online.
Before I truly begin, today I want to list out some warnings, some of what I think, so that we can minimize people yelling at me for what I believe, because that will minimize me yelling back.
I'm a Christian, but I read Harry Potter, The Golden Compass, Stardust, etc. I don't believe it's going to hurt me because I understand that it's fantasy. I hate horror movies-that's probably going to be one of my first posts, hahaha. I am moderate politically, but in some areas I can appear very conservative or very liberal. I basically make my own political party. And I like writing poetry, so undoubtably some of that will pop up on here. :)
Thanks again, enjoy this and later posts.
Before I truly begin, today I want to list out some warnings, some of what I think, so that we can minimize people yelling at me for what I believe, because that will minimize me yelling back.
I'm a Christian, but I read Harry Potter, The Golden Compass, Stardust, etc. I don't believe it's going to hurt me because I understand that it's fantasy. I hate horror movies-that's probably going to be one of my first posts, hahaha. I am moderate politically, but in some areas I can appear very conservative or very liberal. I basically make my own political party. And I like writing poetry, so undoubtably some of that will pop up on here. :)
Thanks again, enjoy this and later posts.
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