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Not my thing

Last night I went with Rebecca to the PRISM dance in Kirksville. I went fully expecting to have a good time and dance with my friends.

Well, I danced. Some.

I am just going to make it official. Clubbing is not my thing. I find no appeal in spending hours in a room lit only by strobe lights, bombarded by bass from songs I have never heard before, surrounded by drunken people of varying sexualities who seem to have forgotten the concept of personal space. I spent the entire time wanting to leave or just sit down. But again, these people were drunk and had no inhibitions to sit next to me and try to start a conversation. I usually am not intentionally standoffish, but last night I made an exception.

I could tell that Rebecca was unhappy with me, and I tried to have a good time. But I honestly do not understand the enjoyment people get from this. I mean, seriously, two guys were practically fucking on the dance floor. I tend to shy away from situations where that is socially acceptable. I like dancing and I like spending time with my friends, but when they all want to go onto the dance floor when there is a vast amount of space around it, then the fun starts decreasing. If you have been to one of Jen’s dance parties, you know full well that I spend the majority of the time dancing. But when you add strangers in close quarters, and combine that with the bass and sporadic lighting, I start stressing out and my introversion screams at me to get out as fast as possible.

I think one of the problems is that I really do not dance to songs I do not know or like. Mainly because if I do not know it, I am not sure of when the bass starts, when the chorus ends, those kinds of things. And if I do not like it, then of course I am not going to dance to it. If there was a club that played artists that I actually listened to, then I would be all over that. However, regardless of their dance potential, the artists I listen to are not found on Z107.7 and therefore are not found in clubs.

So next semester I may give it another go, or I may just stay at home and watch a movie instead. I love my friends and I love spending time with them, but at the end of the day I have to look after myself first. If that means offending or disappointing them, then oh well.



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A few days ago, someone posted on the Pokemon Nerdfighter forum about the nostalgia older fans have for the original 151 pokemon and the hostility they have towards the newer generations of games. As it got me thinking, I figured I would talk about it here.

I like the old games as much as anyone. And yes, the original pokemon are my favourite, but I do not think that it is fair to automatically disregard the newer games and shows just because it is not what you are used to. Progress is a beautiful thing; and while you may not always enjoy seeing the things of your past change, that is no excuse for the close-minded disdain for fresh ideas.

With that comes some modifiers. I have played at least one of each of the Pokemon game generations. I personally enjoy the newer ones more than the older ones. This is because the technology has gotten so much better. As I said on my comment on the forum, I like the evolution of the technology more than the evolution of the Pokemon. The game mechanics themselves have gotten infinitely better since Red and Blue, but the Pokemon themselves have not.

I feel that the originality and creativity of the original Pokemon is starting to diminish. I take the pre- and post-evolutions to be evidence of this fact. While the concept was new and cool with the second generation, at this point it seems like Nintendo is trying to give every single Pokemon three stages of evolution. I personally liked the fact that some evolved twice, some only once, and others not at all. I liked the variety of the older generations and the obvious creativity that went into developing them. While the new generations still retain that to a degree, the number of genuinely new Pokemon gets smaller with each new iteration.

I also do not appreciate the convoluted nature of the games. With over 600 Pokemon, it is nearly impossible to obtain all of them. You need just about every game and hundreds of hours of free time. I vote that after Black and White, they make a single game in which you can catch every single Pokemon.

I just hope that Nintendo knows when to stop, lest they break the unwritten commandment: Thou shalt not create a Pokemon that has four evolutions. Because if they do, there will be a riot.

PS Sorry I have not been updating regularly, I have been trying to get lots of stuff done, and I want to make each post meaningful, rather than just make a useless post.


Filed under Nostalgia, Pokemon, Sorry

Slightly Ridiculous

I understand that I am in university now, and that my professor are going to expect more from me than my teachers in high school did. I have been here for a year, that has been made abundantly clear to me. But at times it seems like my professor lose sight of the big picture. Namely, life outside their classroom.

I bring this up because my HIST 201 (US History and Historiography to 1877) professor assigned 100 pages of reading and note taking to be due Wednesday. This is on top of the ninety pages of philosophy I have for HIST 366 (Sappho and the Greek Archaic Period) and the ten pages for ENG 245 (British Literature: Romanticism to Modernism). I have all of the reading done by this point but that is not, as it happens, the point.

While the reading was all interesting, if I had more than one class today, there is no way that I would have gotten it done without staying up until four in the morning (something I have avoided thus far and would like to continue to avoid). While I do not mind a heavy workload, in reality it keeps me on track, I legitimately think that my History professor believes that his class is the only class that I am enrolled in. This week has been particularly bad, but he routinely assigns about eighty pages of reading from the book and between forty and one hundred pages of articles each week. This would not irk me as much as it does if it was the practice of all of the teachers of HIST 201. But no. The rest of the sections have some book reading each week, and that is all.

I am all for teachers preparing us for the real world and I understand that as much as I wish it was, the world has not reached the stage where everything is universal yet. But as I want to be an archivist, I am not really planning on writing many historiographic essays in my career.

In other news, my other classes are going just fine. I am considering trying to squeeze a Linguistics minor in because I love the intro class so much, Zoology is interesting and we have gotten to the dissections (this week is fish!), my Greek Archaic Period professor is hilarious, and the only thing I am not looking forward to in BritLit is MRs. Dalloway. Because I hate Mrs. Dalloway.

So there you go. A brief update on my life and a much longer post than I was intending. Maybe next year I will have enough self-discipline to participate in NaNoWriMo. But do not hold your breath.

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Always Look on the Bright Side.

… Aaaaand now I am better. Literally as soon as I turned off the light and climbed into bed I was fine. I was back to my usual upbeat self. I guess that writing it here and getting it off my chest did me some good. Expect more such posts if I start getting down again.

I am currently watching The Return of the King with a bunch of my friends, although I am not paying much attention. I have already seem this movie once, and I do not think I can sit through another four hours without something else to distract myself. And as I have finished the Sim house I have been working on, there is not much else for me to do.

Today was pretty uneventful. In Spanish we just reviewed, and I was prepared so it was nothing new to me. I think I may have overreacted when it came to Spanish. I still dislike my teacher, but I think as long as I am prepared with the homework she expects done, then I will be fine. Statistics was boring, as per usual, but at least I managed to stay awake this time. As far as Calculus, we are starting conic functions, which I remember from Calc last year. So at least a little oasis of class will be review.

Tomorrow is University Conference Day, and thus there are no classes. This is both good and bad. It is good because we have no other days off in the month of February, and this is a much needed breath of fresh air. But it is bad because I have lots of work to do, and I doubt I will do any of it tomorrow. I will try, but I cannot make any promises.

Well, an epic battle is about to begin, so I should probably pay attention. I will see you guys later.


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What is this Feeling?

And as much as I wish it was; it is neither sudden nor new. Every so often, I reach this sort of slump in my life. I guess you could call it depression, but I do not really feel like the word fits.

For the past few days, nothing has really captured my interest. I have found myself tiring of people’s company much sooner than I usually do. I have this feeling of melancholy and sadness, but I cannot for the life of me figure out what is causing it. I was not like this last week. My only conclusion is the fact that Sunday was Valentine’s Day. See, as far as I am concerned, the only relationships I need are my friendships. There are very few people I would consider my true friends, but as long as I have them, I will be okay. Any type of romantic relationship would test my limits of patience, and I feel like the chances of finding someone that special to me are slim to none. So as long as friends are near, I will be perfectly happy.

Now if only I could get myself to believe that.

The thing is; when I get into this kind of mood, I do want someone. I want someone who will hold me and tell me that it will be alright. Someone who will be there everyday when I wake up, and who I can tell everything. Someone who will accept everything that I am without question. I guess I look for unconditional love because that is what I am prepared to give.

And then I hate myself for thinking like this. When I am doing fine, these are weak thoughts. I AM strong enough to get through life on my own, and dependence on another person is a weakness that I cannot afford. Because when you let someone else close, you are only giving them fodder to hurt you. And though I say what other people think does not matter, I am a filthy hypocrite, okay? I have already accepted that I will most likely not find someone who will fill this void for two reasons. One, I am a very easy person to annoy, and finding someone who I would be willing to make this kind of commitment to would be nigh impossible. Two: I am, to put it bluntly, a freak. I like myself the way I am, but I know that I can put other people off. So the odds that someone else would ever feel this way about me are also very slim. I am also gay, so that narrows my perspective considerably. (For those of you who did not know that about me, SURPRISE!! And if it makes you unhappy, keep in mind that I have been this way since before we were friends and you liked me all the same.)

So I guess the whole point of this rant is to say that I am fine on my own, but would like to find that special someone. However, hopes are not too high at the moment. C’est la vie, I suppose.

I want to apologise for doing this to you guys. If you actually know me, then you have witness one of my few moments of weakness. Do with this information what you will. And do not think any less of me. I am still the arrogant guy you all have grown to know and love, I just happen to have a softer side. Who knew, right?


PS On a less depressing note, I have decided to change how I am doing my listen-to-all-my-music thing. If I like or dislike five songs by the same artist, then I will allow myself to skip that artist from that point on. I feel that this will speed things up considerably.

Songs Listened To: 111/8255


Filed under Irrational, life, Music