- Churches are so hard to get right, in my opinion. Because if you do just a little thing, you could get it wrong and hurt someone forever and really ruin their chances of getting saved and knowing You. It’s too easy to harden someone’s heart against Christianity forever, and I hate that.
- To people who are always insinuating that Asian people aren't as attractive as other races (even when they're "complimenting" me by insinuating so): FUCK that. Nononononono. I’ve had enough of that stupid shit. It’s the worst and I’m not going to fall into it. Some people are idiots. It’s time to take some pride in who we are, where we come from, and what we believe in. I've seen enough 100% straight up FOB asians who are hot af to fall for that misconception. Not to mention myself. If you think I'd rather look like some of y'all that be insinuating, than look like my damn cute self, you have another thing coming forreal. That's why y'all got your white boys tryna get it with my asian ass. (That was conceited as fuck, but sometimes you gotta stomp out the flames of racism with dat fervor so... yeah sorry about the rudeness.)
- I have discovered that what I really look for in a companion is one that makes me laugh.
- Sometimes it seems to me there's such a fine line between a crush and jealousy. Have You ever just looked at someone and thought that they were literally perfect, that “there is nothing I don’t like about you,” the way I thought about Aidan, and Serena? Those are beautiful. But the way that I think about it with Jessica is ugly. It’s not even like I want to be her. I don’t. I just want *me* to be better than her. That's hella jealousy.
- The most detestable genre of people you can find in CMU are those little bitches that just say how much they want white people and a party school and how depressed they are and how Pittsburgh sucks. You know I used to feel so bad because of these dickheads? WTF. How can you possibly sit in a school you hate, in a city you hate, whining all day about how much you hate it? Do you know how pathetic that really is? Ambition is beautiful, but one of the things that I most admired about Ben Kraemer (you don’t have to know him well to see this) is his ability to love and accept what he is and where and not give a fuck what anybody had to say about it. ...fuck da h8rs bb.
- We love what we love.
- I don’t like or really understand drunk-culture. I get that drinking to loosen up is nice, and once you’re a little tipsy you open up, you have fun, sometimes you’re funnier, hookups are much easier (everyone’s less awkward, less polite), etc. But why would I go to the point of throwing up, passing out, feeling like shit, not having control of my fucking bodily functions? Every weekend? It’s just a waste of time feeling awful when I could be having fun instead...?
- I don’t like when people are always like: such-and-such is all about sex, or such-and-such is just about cocaine or whatever. And by such-and-such I’m referring to books or poems or songs or movies etc. I hate that. It’s kind of like… have you ever created real art? It’s not about that shit. Sometimes it is, but sometimes it’s fucking not. If you read some of my poetry or looked at some of my art, and you didn’t know who I was or what caused me to write/draw it, you could interpretively be like, “oh that’s all about drugs you were tripping off your ass when you made it.” But guess what. I never write poetry about drugs. I have never written poetry just about having sex. I don’t draw art while I’m high or tripping. In fact, most of my poetry and art were made before I had ever tried any of that shit, so how would I have even known what it was like? Fuck that, homie. I never have and don’t now write about goddamn cocaine. I’m not fucking Frank Ocean. Actually, js I love Frank Ocean, but yeah I’m not him. Sometimes, as cliche as it sounds, my shit is just about love or pain or death or God. Ever think of that? Not some elaborate, shallow reference to some trashy pastime. The people who say stuff like that, as if they came up with some amazing epiphany, just wanna look cool.
- How can you expect someone to stay the same for you? Nobody stays the same, no matter what, and if they did you wouldn’t like it (see Memento).
- Having and holding negative feelings toward a person you once loved is super unhealthy. Just like you can't expect someone to stay the same for you, sometimes love comes and goes and it's just change not anybody's fault. Time happens. That doesn't mean anything wasn't real or intense, it just means it's over now. That's ok.
- "I can't stand moral absolutism. You know, there's always that guy who wants to point out that Martin Luther King cheated on his wife-- as if he obviously couldn't have been a great person if he did something like that. Or someone will bring out an inspirational quote, and get you to agree, and then inform you that Hitler said it. As if a good thought couldn't come from Hitler. Moral absolutism keeps us from learning from the past. It's easy to say: 'Hitler was a demon. Nazis were all bad seeds.' That's simple. It's much harder to say: 'Is that humanity? Is that me?'" --HONY
- Sometimes there's nothing you can do: adapt or die.
- Being funny is one of the best things you can be.
- Sometimes being single is really fun, and sometimes it’s lonely. I guess that’s the way it is with a lot of things, like success. All I really do is trust God.
- I hadn't even realized that there were still girls today who whined constantly about wanting to get a boyfriend as if it were some new and fashionable cut of jeans. It is 2014. In this day and age, you should already have realized that you need to stand on your own. If, by now, you still need me to tell you that you’ve gotta be able to entertain your own damn self, and that you need to have found a way to be happy independently, then I honestly think you have a problem. Who are you.
- Jeez, I would obviously not be great with being a twin. Holy my goodness no. I’m competitive enough with everybody all around as it is.
- We live in this strange frame of mind, of space. This fragile balance of chemicals determines what we believe we see, what choices we believe we have. Perhaps if we were all born with elements of molly in us we would work more like ants, we would think more like those animals that are able to feel like all of them are one being. If we were born with more oxytocin we would be more trusting, fear less. Maybe it’s more complicated than that, maybe it’s not. I used to put down the reasoning that psychopaths and other “abnormal psychology” subjects were the way they were in part due to their differences in brain structure, because they seemed tiny, they seemed like a stupid excuse. But such a small difference, such a small addition or subtraction in size or chemical or anything can make us think in such a different way that it is believable to me now. I know taking shrooms was a thing I did for fun and I did it partly because I wanted the experience, partly because I didn’t want to be a pussy, but it really made me think about our brains a lot more.
- I admire Khanacademy so much. Free education actually blows my mind. What a great endeavor. And so helpful. And so quality.
- To be honest, I’m always distinctly impressed whenever boys display comprehension of things that are being said around them. Like whenever a boy says something that correlates to the conversation, it means that he was hearing things that were said, actually ran some cognitive feature over them, and came up with something related to say or add. I’m always impressed. I don’t know why. Maybe it’s because of the way that people put boxes around genders--I automatically see females as creatures who live within their minds, who are very good at thinking about things, listening to concepts, dealing with thoughts. So I’m not surprised when a girl comprehends whatever the fuck is going on. But whenever a guy does it, I am impressed. I guess that might be a sad by-product of culture.
- I know it’s easier for me to want all my competition to go away, but that’s not really winning. Winning is when my competition remains here, but I beat them anyway.
- This comes up in art forms a lot: If you always say “it’s good,” then sometimes you’re stifling potential improvement, and your opinion becomes not a real thing. Sometimes admitting that it’s not that good is the only way to open the door towards real excellence. I see it a lot (and people from other countries tell me this too) in Western Culture a lot. People always gotta say "it's good." Yo. Sometimes it's a little bad.
- Someone asked me a while ago if it bothered me that Christianity has, in history, been so focused on men and dismissive of women. And the answer for many many reasons (that I could explain later) is still no, so. Yeah. But anyway, a supplemental reason to all of those just popped up that I thought was interesting. A couple days ago we learned about Confirmation Bias in Dec. Sci, and it’s the tendency of people to ask questions that confirm their belief rather than questions that disconfirm their belief. And this leads to problems like, if you ask someone all these questions seeking extroverted behaviors, then you’ll get skewed results. If you always ask questions like “Do you like to go to parties” and never ask “Do you stay home and read,” you won’t ever know that they like to stay and read, you’ll only know that some of them like to go to parties. These people writing the Bible and their society back then was very focused on the men in the family. It wasn’t just the church and Christians--that was society. And so they wrote mostly about the happenings of Jesus and men. Even if Jesus had equally meaningful encounters with women as well, those were less likely to be written about or thought about. And we already know that Jesus was kind of a revolutionary and changed a lot of the old things in scripture that those old priests were so anal about.
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