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Wednesday, October 28, 2009

Reverting to xanga

Things have changed so much since I last published on Xanga. Just to name a few of these changes:

1. I do not type obnoxiously anymore.
I cringe when I see the crap that I typed years ago. I'm sorry to anyone I emailed, IMmed, or xanga-d then: forgive me.

2. I found that I enjoy spending time with little kids and old people: not so much with people caught between the two dichotomous age groups.
I realized mid-2004 that volunteering makes me happy.

3. I love working out.
Running and hitting the gym make me healthier and happier. I swear, there's nothing like feeling sore for a day or two after a particularly strenuous workout: when I lean over and feel the soreness in my constricting obliques, or when I reach for an item and feel the pain in my upper back and triceps... ahh. Love working out. and being outdoors with my friends. I have great friends.

4. I have fabulous career plans.
I'd always thought I wanted to be a lawyer in the US Dept of Justice (DOJ), fighting for justice and for the American people. After interning at the DOJ and other Depts, I've come to the conclusion that I can't become a lawyer. I want to fight for the same values, but in a more burdening, passionate, service-related way. I don't want to pull a 9-to-5, then go home and forget about the office: what I want is a grueling, physically- and emotionally- and professionally-intensive career. Perpetual dedication to country (operationalized by the work itself, and the dedication to physical training that is implicit in this work). Three letters.

5. I'm jaded.
I don't know what happened, but one day I just woke up and understood that:
- my version of "true love" doesn't exist
- the world is suffering (warring nations, trippy economy, ever-increasing populations of ridiculously annoying people, sad children, sex trafficking)
- the Institution of Religion is not for me. God, my Savior, the Bible, praying, yes; but institutionalized religion, NO
- people delude themselves to get through life. They need to.

 

 

Things that haven't changed since you all heard from me last:

1. I still believe in our justice system, and our federal government. And George W. Bush. And the military's efforts.
I wholly support the federal government's efforts. And since "the masses are asses" (Alexander Hamilton), I trust that the men and women we place at the head of the United States make omniscient decisions to help our nation keep standing proudly.

2. I eat ravenously.
I freaking LOVE cooking, figuring out new recipes, adding personal touches to food, trying new foods, going out to eat.. anything to do with food, I think.

3. I look exactly the same as I did in 2004.

4. Even though I'm jaded, I euphemistically say I'm "realistic." But fear not, there is hope for me: I'm also idealistic. So if we must label, I'm a realistic idealist: I accept the truth, and work to improve it.
I acknowledge that:
- there is some version of love out there: most people don't recognize it. I hope I will
- the world is suffering, but we can make it better. Even if you don't want to, I will
- it is possible and very normal to have a spiritual relationship with God without adhering to the institutional aspect of religion
- I am very good at deluding myself to get through life.


Sunday, October 17, 2004

because of the way you're able to stop my tears, and the way you keep them flowing... the way you always know my heart, and my true intentions