Being overweight sucks. I don't particularly feel disgusted with myself being overweight. I don't feel like I'm a piece of shit being overweight and I never realized some people feel that way about overweight people until fairly recently in the scheme of things. I hate it because it makes life harder for myself and I worry about dying at an early age or getting really really bad side effects.
What does annoy me about myself is that I am wanting to lose weight, but I have done nothing but gai
So many things to rant about, so little time. I'll just stick with the above as the topic for today I saw a forum post about marriage, and it compelled me to write my thoughts on that topic, and "families" in general.
From a very young age I remember I wanted to be married by the time my mother had me (at age 26). It seemed like a good age. I pictured going to high school, meeting a girl and taking her to prom followed by me getting a job after school, settling down and eventually getting m
I was thinking of about this thing that happened years ago when I was in college and even today it makes me smile. I thought I'd share it since it keeps on coming to mind as of late
It's a short tale, so don't be too worried. Years ago when I first started out at college I would get to there early before class started and go to the library where I'd read books and/or converse with people from my class. Anyways, when it would rain I would bring my umbrella with me (obviously) and I would get
Someone I know recently was involved in an "altercation" that left them pretty badly injured. As he lies in intensive care his family updates everyone on the situation and all I see are messages thanking God for helping him recover and all that shit. The only thing I can think of reading these messages is this same piece of shit who is apparently helping him recover also caused him all this harm.
In the book of Job, it opens with all that Job had and details how he lost it all. The book ends
I generally live a stress-free life but university study somewhat fights against my attempts to do that. The last few months have been especially stressful as I've been struggling with motivation with my university studies, dealing with family pressure to move closer to home and as a result it has been bringing me down. I notice the stress gets so bad sometimes I feel ill. I guess that is why blogging can be cathartic - it relieves stress that's been building up (which is why I am probably doing
I've written a couple of posts where I have them mostly finished, then I draft them and then I delete them. I think for me it's sometimes good enough just to get something off my chest and I don't need for anyone to really see it. Especially because more often than not I couldn't be bothered dealing with the backlash. For example, just now I deleted my rant on society's emphasis and idolisation of parents and children and I feel a lot better now.
Anyways, lesson being - sometimes just yellin
I don't know what it is with Americans, but they seem to declare their love of free speech openly while ensuring that no one can actually practice it. If someone can be fired, or forced to quit their job because of what they think or believe then that is not a country that actually believes in free speech. I realise for a lot of liberal leaning people that this guy quitting is probably seen as some sort of a victory, but I see it as a failure. We need to stop forcing people to conform to what th
For most of last year I didn't work. I had work here and there but with no consistent paycheck. As a result I relied on government support for students to get me through. Seeing that I was working fine for many years prior to that, I had costs accustomed to that lifestyle. There were several things that I was paying off and as a result I was breaking even at best, and this is before other day to day expenses that cannot be helped (food for example).
Anyways, I got a bill last year for my car
This is a bit of a rambling post, up front warning
I think an unspoken question behind the whole simpler life quips is whether or not instant gratification is wrong and I sometimes ask myself that too. There is no point in my day to day life where I am prevented from finding out about something I want to know for more than the few seconds it takes me to search on my phone. That could mean looking at Google or using the other technologies at my disposal such as my calendar, mail or somewhere
So, I guess before anything I need to clarify some differences, or perhaps "perceived differences" between American universities and ones over here. Firstly, it's been my impression that to get into the elite universities, you need to have more than good grades. Generally speaking, you need to have extra curricular activities that show that you're awesome; on top of very awesome grades. In Australia, you are judged by your results only so there isn't a need to go out there and do all these thing
One of the reasons I don't post so much, if at all on this forum is because I am just tired of arguing. You know, I realize none of us are really enemies and that we're essentially just pissing in the wind with our discussions, it is nevertheless draining to argue and counter and respond to points or critiques to your argument, as well as the person you're talking with. I can really appreciate how some people want to just say what they want to say and leave it at that. It get's a bit tiring to h
As most of you are aware, Foxy Methoxy died a few days ago. Death is always hard on people, you don't even need to be extremely close for it to effect you deeply. I guess that I've been lucky that I have had few people I know on any level die, in fact only three come to mind; and that includes Foxy Methoxy.
I'm not going to speak chronologically, but will speak I guess more topically. I'll start with someone I'll call Jason.
Jason and I knew each other through High School and were pretty
I watched a film called "12 Years a Slave" the other night, it was about a man who was captured and made a slave. As the film drew to a close it made me think of all the horrors that happened during slavery. That during the hundreds of years that these people were made slaves, that all the deaths, all the suffering, the misery and pain that happened; all of this year after year, person after person - million in fact and for centuries has been reduced to a blurb in our minds.
Slavery in the U
For the longest time when I would watch films, I couldn't relate. I mean, for a lot of films I think we probably can't relate to the lifestyle they may present but I assume most can relate to the characters in some sort of an emotional level - thinking "I know what it feels like to go through that or feel that". Even in that regards I couldn't relate.
Now, when I talk about this I am mostly focusing on the human relationship aspect (the other aspects are for another post, another time). So m
I don't mind this game, in fact I quite enjoy it and have a high score in the mid 80s What I found interesting though was the severe criticism some levelled against the developer of this simple addictive game. Well known web sites were accusing the developer of either making an angry birds clone, or ripping the artwork off of Mario. The gameplay is nothing like either of those games, and while the artwork may be similar it is not the same. It's a game inspired by retro games.
Materialism is an interesting thing for me. You see, I am quite introspective, yet I do not seem to have a good defense mechanism against my materialistic tendencies. Even when I do recognize my materialism, I see reluctant to detach myself from it. For example, I might want a shiny new X, and then I will think to myself "well, you already have an X and it's doing an alright job. You don't need a new X, you're just being materialistic." but after I think this, I get an interesting thought to cou
So I've mentioned previously that I am studying, but I also work on a casual basis (call me when they need me). Because I am on a government study allowance, how much I get from them is dependent on how I earn in a given period. On their website, they detail how to basically figure out how much you'll be deducted based on how much you earn. With that information, I created a small script to give me an idea of how much I can expect to have in a given fortnight. Here's the script:
So, as an e
I've been through a lot, and seen a lot of shit in my relatively short years on this Earth and one thing I notice more and more are the patterns of human behaviour. I mentioned in my last post about the pattern of behaviour that usually occurs when one takes up a new religion hobby or even language. Today I want to touch upon other effects that happen when one takes up a ideology.
When I was a Christian, like many new converts I was zealous to preach the gospel to friends and family and go o
Esperanto opened up a world for me where I could speak to many people who did not speak English, but lived across the globe and offered perspectives that I had not encountered, or even had considered before. It has been eye opening, but I'll get back to this more in a moment.
The other day I was reading the blog of an American(?) woman who converted to Hinduism. It was an interesting read, especially so because she was taking up Indian culture. She started getting involved in Indian dances,
I've never really had any female friends, the only experiences I ever had with the other sex growing up was negative. I'm in my mid twenties now, and other than my partner I have no female friends (I barely have male friends at that!) and have never really had them. I have acquaintances (who I might refer to as friends for ease of discussion) that are female, but that's about it. As such I have never really experienced the "friend zone" that seems to be posted all the time now.
The closest I
I was speaking with a friend the other day about stocks and they mentioned to me how they use to have some blue chip stocks. Anyways, as he was explaining to me how they worked, he mentioned that he used to get a large amount of cash from his dividends, about $4,000 per share and then he'd use that money to reinvest. Anyways, as you can imagine, I was a bit stunned and asked him how much the shares cost and he said around $80 a share. I asked him why weren't more people investing if they're gett
So, when you learn another language other than your native one/s, the difficulty in learning it is basically assessed by how similar it is to your own. This is measured through mostly the vocabulary and grammar, but also through the writing systems in use (for example when a native English speaker wishes to learn Russian, they'll need to learn to read Cyrillic on top of the Russian vocabulary). For English speakers, languages like Dutch, French and German are amongst the easiest to learn. This w
So, while my parents speak it at home intermixed with English and while I can understand it to some degree - I really don't speak it anywhere near a fluent level or even an intermediate level. Since I've been meaning to do this for some time I decided in order to help me prepare for learning Serbian, I'd have a go at Esperanto. It is often claimed that one can get fluent within 150hrs of study, and it has been shown to increase understanding of subsequent languages you learn.
I studied it fo
I've been told by various people, on more than one occasion that I am a good writer. It's nice to hear that you're good at something, but sometimes what you're good at is not necessarily something that advantageous to you practically speaking. Aside from that, it's hard not to let compliments get to your head too, right? After hearing you're good at something, I know I can feel the need to "prove" that I am worthy of the compliments I've received and thus I begin to overthink what I am doing in
Do you ever just hear something - something that is perfectly 'normal' but at that particular moment it just strikes you? I guess I'll explain what I mean. Not that long ago, after arriving at the university I sat down in the library and started going through the appropriate paperwork. As I was doing this a couple of girls sat down behind me and started having a conversation about their studies.
The thing that stood out was talking about their timetable; what one of them said was 'yeah, I go