Diary of Goddess: Life Lessons Learned

I started this blog in HS, when I was this materialistic, but saying I wasn't materialistic first to start a blog and thought my life was so fab since all I did was school, shop, & friends. Fast forward 4 years later, I became this college student that realized that college life wasn't like the movies and MY struggle began...Some 10 years from HS and here I am, living my dream of going to law school, bringing a whole new meaning to MY struggle…

Tuesday, January 29, 2002

No. 65

There's some talk about culture. It's all in my classes and in my friend's journals. They're everywhere, some say that they don't resemble their culture, while some feel like they are affected by it. All I can say about mine is that I think I extracted what my cultures concentrates on that is bad and I have learned from it. I extract the good things from each culture, various cultures, not just one. ONe may say, "Well, how do you categorize the good culture and the culture." My objective answer is that anything can be good or bad, it's just how one perceives things. I perceive that I choose the most positive things there is to offer in each culture, but I do admit it though, i'm materialistic. I have chosen to believe that is what makes me, "special." In reality, I hate myself for being that way, I hate it how all the things I wear is the equalivent of what some people make in a year. I hate how I buy things and think nothing of it, and considering that i'm not straving and probably will be the last to go due to my large amounts of fat and muscle, it makes me sick. It makes me sick of the humankind. We let people suffer in their own feces, while what, I'm not just eating meals, but i'm pushing the food back for fear i'll get fat. This from a society whose told people not to donate anymore money to the Sept. 11 fund due to the fact that they have TOO MUCH MONEY? What society can say that about themselves? What am I gonna do about it, nothing, you wanna know why, because i'm not a mover or shaker. I just sit back and enjoy the scenery, I'm weak, that's what I am. I may heartless, but compared to many others, i'm a lot better. What does it make me though, well I just analyze and bitch and moan about the human condition and what do I do, nothing. Well, I am doing something, i'm writing about it, but I mean, in terms of real actions, I'm pathetic. That's why I know i'd never make it in any type of bootcamp and I'd be the one on survivor to be really mean or to be overly nice and get trashed on. Either one, there extremes, but everyone lives in either one, 40% live in the extremely good, 40% in the extremely bad, and 20% (it's me) in the median.

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