Crazy Indian Guy

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People who eat fast food are stupid

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Crazy Indian Guy

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People are stupid part 2

Doing my part

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One thing I've been trying to stray away from with my site is the trite little journal format that most people put online. Granted, one or two are interesting, but come on the majority of the planet does not care who your BFF or crush is. That aside though, I will go against my better judgment and make this a sort of journal entry. Not because I really want people to know every intimate detail of my life, but I feel it will be cathartic.

That being said, I came to the conclusion recently that I hate my life. Not all of it, just my life since I came to college. Going home for Christmas break was very depressing. I left college feeling optimistic and chipper as a little sparrow about seeing the friends (whom I used to see every day) that I haven't seen in a few months, only to be disappointed with them and myself. I focused on all the good times we had together and figured our little reunion would most assuredly live up to the previous standards, to my dismay it feel agonizingly short.

It made me start to think about levaing for college and what it truly means to move on with your life. And now I feel as if I am stuck in some horrible limbo, between high school and being an adult with car payments and a mortgage. I don't feel static though, just like i'm kind of drifting between the past and future, trying to find a place that's both comfortable and beneficial.

On top of that, a few people indirectly told me that I had extreme views that no one wished to hear. This was perhaps the most devastating of all, because I had always prided myself on being open-minded about almost everything, but it seems that in being open-minded I accepted the minority view on the subject in discussion and hence became narrow-minded to the majority view.

I don't know if this makes any sense at all to anyone, in fact I hope it doesn't, this is more for me than any of you. Anyways, what I guess I am trying to say is in the immortal words of Meredith Baxter-Birney, "Keep your damn mouth shut before I smack you in your fucking face".
Basically, no one cares what you think, we're all to egocentric to ever take anyones view on anything, besides that, plenty of others before you have thought, looked, and even acted just like you, so don't think you're original or different.

Now that all of that is off of my chest, my break wasn't all bad, in fact I had a great time hanging out with Ian and Robby whom I had never been really good friends with, though I now I would have been.

The only constant is chaos