clear rants

And this marks the end of 2002. Overall, I must say it was a great year. It had its ups and downs, but the ups greatly outweighed the downs. I grew a lot as a person, and a little bit physically. Loves came and gone, and came again. This has got to be one of the happiest new years I’ve had in my life.

Thanks to everyone who made 2002 a great year.

Can’t wait to see what next year holds for me…

Something occurred to me the other day: is it just me or is it impossible to focus on both eyes of another person? I mean, there’s that idealized, romanticized view of staring into your lover’s eyes. That’s right, plural.

You have to focus on one eye at a time. If I try to stare into both at the same time, I get cross-eyed and dizzy. Sure, you can look someone in the eyes, but you can’t really gaze into their eyes. At least, not at the same time. You have to switch from one eye to the other.

Don’t believe me? Try it on someone. Try to see their eye color… in both eyes at the same time.

See? I’m right.

Damn those romantic poets of old. They don’t know what they’re talking about. I bet they never even experienced love, just imagined what it would be like.

But of course, I’m kidding. I’m no uncultured swine. I love poetry. Really I do, I mean, remember my Orgo Prelim? Heh. :-D

My best friend (the guy I’m kissing in the picture below) sends me this picture. The first thing that pops into my head is “What makes this picture so odd that my friend has to send it to me?”

I take an inventory of the picture:
1. Sky looks fine
2. Hmm, the farm has a radioactive symbol on it, that’s a little odd
3. Farmer looks fine
4. Rooster looks fine
5. Oh wait, that rooster’s on a leash. I guess that’s pretty odd/funny.
6. Wait a second, that rooster’s bigger than usual.

That’s when I realized I’ve been desensitized by the internet. I’ve seen so much crazy crap on the internet in my life that, a huge-ass man-sized rooster just doesn’t jump out at me anymore. That’s a little scary. Any pictures you see on the internet have no validity at all anymore. I mean, remember this?

Anyway, the internet is a bad place. Stay away. It’ll make you weird, and desensitize you to the shocking things in life. I’m sure that if I were like 10 or something, before I got on the internet, and saw this badboy, I’d be like, “Wow, holy crap! That’s a huge rooster!! Is it real?!? Look at the radiation sign! it must be real!”

But alas, I have been desensitized by the internet.

Postnote: If you haven’t gotten the joke of the picture yet, the caption reads: “Man with the biggest cock in the world”

Okay, I changed my mind: more love, less hate.

And to start off this love fest:

heh. :-D

Why this world got so much hate?
If there was that much love it would all be great
But there ain’t and it’s making me strong…
– Jin - I Don’t Know

I don’t understand why some people are hating on me–sayin’ sh_t about me behind my back. I mean, what the hell. I’m a pretty nice guy, and I don’t talk “smack” about you.

I saw Jin perform last night at a club and to promote his new song “I don’t know” he was talking about haters. He brought up a pretty good point: if you’re doing something, anything, in this world, people are gonna hate on you. But you have to ignore them. You have to be yourself and keep doing your thing. It’s when you don’t have haters is when you have a problem. Because then you’re probably not doing anything in this world.

I don’t know. It still gets to me though. Especially when people you thought were your friends talk “smack” about you. I mean, I know who my “enemies” are, but when one turns up in a person you once called friend, it hurts.

Fuck you.