One more weekend down. Late last night when I was filling out my business school application, I decided to check off the "Finance" box. I had always thought I would go into Management, and that's been my intention since last summer. But my work experience of the past couple weeks, and my accounting class, are perhaps starting to point me in a different direction. Finance is cut-and-dry - there's a transaction, for such and such a purpose, for such and such an amount, and it goes through and gets filed away neatly. No bullshit (other than paperwork), just deadlines. Just now I was downstairs in the study lounge reading for my English class, and overheard some of the guys in my building talking about the various cliques they were in, how they developed, some minor philosophy and theology thrown in.....little things bother me, little bullshit things. There's so much that I can and do classify as worthless bullshit - not necessarily the conversation I overheard, but it put me back into this mood. Diversions like shopping, movies, TV shows, etc etc.....all bullshit. Celebrities? Bullshit. Yes, I like to shop. Maybe I'm hypocritical, but I know what I can't stand. Video games? Waste of time. Yes, I occasionally play on my SNES emulator. I think it's a question of excess. Too much shallow vapidity (is that a word?) is what happens when the excesses get thrown together. A diet of MTV, video games, celebrity worship, and bright, shiny diversions.....and here's me with my new digitcal camera.


Why can't anybody just take a walk outside anymore? Why is everybody so insecure and depressed? Why can't most people see through the mass media, blind celebrity worship and make a decision for themselves? I know some people have them, but why don't most have principles? Or do they have them, and are they just really shitty? Am I being too judgmental, or do I just need to get some sleep?

And why does my Psych professor feel the need to say "dude", and why does everybody think he's cool? Are they that spineless that a few Beavis and Butthead clips win them over?


Patriots won the Super Bowl, 32-29.