January 17, 2004

• I like Xangas that are just random bits and pieces of a person’s thoughts. You know, those people who write entries about 10 different topics without transitions in between, punctuated often by one-line paragraphs and broken sentences. To me those kinds of writers are better at baring their souls–which is funny because I’ve always tried to make myself clear by using many long, descriptive sentences. But I suppose the latter is much more succinct than my methods–and so much more artistic. I almost wish I could write like that if it didn’t make me feel like I was conforming to a trend.

  
  

  And that is just unacceptable to me.

  
  

  The funny thing about nonconformists is that they are conformists. Every nonconformist has had similar ideas as the other…take goths, for instance. For every goth who felt that wearing black and listening to a certain type of music was a genious way of standing up against trends of color and pop culture, there are a million more who feel the same. So doesn’t that make them all conformists as well? Albeit that the majority of the population probably wears prints and plaids and jeans and whatever, there is a smaller population that doesn’t. Therefore, nonconformity does not exist in the world of goth—or anywhere else. We are all slaves to some trend whether we like it or not…tragic, isn’t it? Kind of makes the quest of “finding your true self” pointless. Just look around and you’ll probably see something similar.

  
  

  To tie it back to the first paragraph, then, I shouldn’t worry about writing in broken sentences because I’m conforming to society in other ways despite my resistance to disjointed Xanga entries. Problem solved.

  
  

  ….

  
  

  BUT MY “ANTI-HORRIBLE GRAMMAR” BELIEF WILL NOT LET ME COMPOSE ROTTEN SENTENCES!

  
  

  It’s cold right now. I’m fully dressed and ready to go out, but it’s freezing in here and I hate it. I actually am more inclined to crawl into bed and take a long nap instead of having a night on the town with my friends…a sign of age, I suppose. What happened to the days where I would be excited for parties a week in advance? Why is my mindset so crotchety?

  
  

  It’s obviously because school started, and I’m constantly tired after classes. I must say, though, that my business law professor is probably one of the most interesting people I’ve ever met. He makes class fun–unheard of, huh? But you should see him lecture–it’s like a comedy act with a lesson.

  
  

  One more thing…

  
  

  For all the bad, there has to be good. Because without the bad, how would we be able to appreciate the good? So while there are bad things we all have to face someday, it is only natural that something good is hiding behind it…all we have to do is be reach out and realize that it’s there.

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