Things that bother me:
(1) That all the people around me are so "proper". Conformists. One can trace their parents' (teachers, media, hypocritic politicians/bigot priests, you name it) teachings, "values" (hahaha, values!; like "valuing freedom of the individual", right, Mr institutionalizedly ignorant?) directly in all their actions; as their thoughts sheepishly follow the politically correct, sterile, estranged frame of mind of their predecessors. One of the foremost aims in life, or at least in education, of practically all my friends so far has been "not to live like my parents". To change things. Because we believe that things might turn out better if changed. Or at least it is worth trying. Such thoughts, that there might be other bases of establishing, of organising one's and his environment's existence than those on which his upbringing had been rooted do not even occur to Uchicago students. They don't want to live differently than their parents did; they just want to make more money.
Thus they blushingly giggle at my elaborating how great taking a leak into the fjord from the e-systems dock or smokers' corner used to be; not to mention something like our naked trip around campus with Doofus and Simon; they look at me as a weirdo when I attempt to introduce them to snus. And I once thought that people in their adolescence bear a natural, unconstrainable inclination toward the avant-garde, the rebellious, the free. Silly, silly me.
Hence the realm of their conversations hover around tv-shows, movies, series, bits of academics, music bands, food (they can go into fights almost over which place serves the best fast food; I mean, get a fucking life!), and small, ordinary stories which are considered entertaining (the fact which they each time feel compelled to assert explicitly by saying, "That's funny"; the kindergarden is baaack; fukuf!).
Btw,the few "non-conformist hipsters and alternatives" tend to be just full of shit concealed in large glasses and 70's clothes.
(2)That calculus is boring on lower levels, and interesting but assraping on higher ones. I think I will stick with opting for the assraping, which, by definition is about to take me from behind throughout the year, GPA included. But it's FINEEE!
(3) That all shops are owned by the university around and consequently you can't get a pound of bananas under $.9.
(4) Dry dick.
(5) That it's 3:38 am and I am incapable of falling asleep.
(1) That all the people around me are so "proper". Conformists. One can trace their parents' (teachers, media, hypocritic politicians/bigot priests, you name it) teachings, "values" (hahaha, values!; like "valuing freedom of the individual", right, Mr institutionalizedly ignorant?) directly in all their actions; as their thoughts sheepishly follow the politically correct, sterile, estranged frame of mind of their predecessors. One of the foremost aims in life, or at least in education, of practically all my friends so far has been "not to live like my parents". To change things. Because we believe that things might turn out better if changed. Or at least it is worth trying. Such thoughts, that there might be other bases of establishing, of organising one's and his environment's existence than those on which his upbringing had been rooted do not even occur to Uchicago students. They don't want to live differently than their parents did; they just want to make more money.
Thus they blushingly giggle at my elaborating how great taking a leak into the fjord from the e-systems dock or smokers' corner used to be; not to mention something like our naked trip around campus with Doofus and Simon; they look at me as a weirdo when I attempt to introduce them to snus. And I once thought that people in their adolescence bear a natural, unconstrainable inclination toward the avant-garde, the rebellious, the free. Silly, silly me.
Hence the realm of their conversations hover around tv-shows, movies, series, bits of academics, music bands, food (they can go into fights almost over which place serves the best fast food; I mean, get a fucking life!), and small, ordinary stories which are considered entertaining (the fact which they each time feel compelled to assert explicitly by saying, "That's funny"; the kindergarden is baaack; fukuf!).
Btw,the few "non-conformist hipsters and alternatives" tend to be just full of shit concealed in large glasses and 70's clothes.
(2)That calculus is boring on lower levels, and interesting but assraping on higher ones. I think I will stick with opting for the assraping, which, by definition is about to take me from behind throughout the year, GPA included. But it's FINEEE!
(3) That all shops are owned by the university around and consequently you can't get a pound of bananas under $.9.
(4) Dry dick.
(5) That it's 3:38 am and I am incapable of falling asleep.
posted by Bazmeg at
8:45 AM
5 Comments:
number (4) sounds horrible... as Voja put it long ago :)
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Talking about conformists - Britain doesn't lack those either. The comforting thing, though, that London is such a diverse city... But that was not my point. What I wanted to say was - beautifully written entry. Good point carefully wrapped in sophisticated language (very much Laszlo style;)), a pinch of sarcasm and... uoh là! Seriously, could not resist reading three times. Anyhow, take care and keep posting.
Hahaha Edu don't send him the green bananas, send him proper ones!
I guess you're right, Ramy: it really is about finding a few "right people" around you. The only problem is that it presupposes searching high and low, keeping your mind open in an optimistic, socializing manner for weeks and months...
Which can be hard
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