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Sunday, April 26, 2009
Sunday, April 12, 2009
Writing
When I don't write, I feel dead.
And then I get angry.
And then I get frustrated.
And then I get depressed.
And then everything else happens.
My mind blows apart at the seams at our culture. You think you know someone just because you talk to them online. You don't. How a person behaves in person is how you know someone. It's not what they say it's who they are. It's not what they do, it's who they are.
Who are we? As a culture where is everything even heading?
And why do I feel so alone? You can talk to anyone, anywhere, anytime. But we don't. We're so connected. But only to ourselves.
And then I get angry.
And then I get frustrated.
And then I get depressed.
And then everything else happens.
My mind blows apart at the seams at our culture. You think you know someone just because you talk to them online. You don't. How a person behaves in person is how you know someone. It's not what they say it's who they are. It's not what they do, it's who they are.
Who are we? As a culture where is everything even heading?
And why do I feel so alone? You can talk to anyone, anywhere, anytime. But we don't. We're so connected. But only to ourselves.
Monday, April 6, 2009
Wednesday, April 1, 2009
SOOOO....
I'm not going to lie, I started this group on the off chance that it would net me money. And in that regard, this blog can be looked at as a massive failure.
First off, I'm not exactly funny.
Secondly, this blog is Emo.
Thirdly... well this blog is still emo.
I don't know how to improve that.
Shoot... I was actually going to make a point this time... but I can't.
School is always getting busy before it gets better... I will be going to summer school which should be fun. Next year hopefully will be better. Maybe I'll update this more often. Maybe I'll find a niche to talk about every week like fourfour. We'll find out.
On the upside: How freaken awesome was it when Celia got back up on the catwalk and told off Tyra on the last episode of Top Model. That was divatastic! She out bitched Kylie! That was sweet. Best ANTM diva moment since Jade existed.
Tuesday, March 3, 2009
What's the point? Seriously. Lately I've been feeling so much "What's the point" I've forgotten that at one point, I had one.
I took art class because I've always enjoyed it and I had hoped it would help me unwind from my other, more foreign and stressful classes. Sadly this is not the case. Instead I'm stuck with getting crappy grades on projects that I like because I'm not doing them the way she wants me to. It's frustrating. I worked so hard on a poster only to get slapped in the face with a 65. Now I'm wondering what's the point in even trying if all I'm going to get from here on in is mediocre at best.
And I feel this way about all my classes. I mean I have a theatre degree already, why do I feel the need to come back and torment myself with something I really don't need? It's frustrating.
On top of this, I'm finding out all of this from the other side of the world. I'm still in India about to embark on the trip back to Canada... and the experience over here has just been so inexplicably amazing. I've learned so much about charity, and beauty and even myself. This whole trip has been wonderful. I've enjoyed literally everything... and now I have to go back... Back to blockbuster. Back to school. Back to futility and drowning in mediocrity. Back to the thousand and one rejection letters from book houses and literary agents. Back to the crumbling foundations of what were once my hopes and dreams. It takes a toll on a man.
I guess this is when I figure out just how strong of a man I truly am. Aside from that I have to put up with a 8 hour flight to frankfurt and that should be bad enough without having to have another 8 hour flight to Toronto directly after.
Sigh... I don't know what to do.
Why are my posts always so emo?
Anyway, I'll figure this school thing out.
On brighter news, I'm finding my own place! My parents sold the house so I'm on the prowl for a new place. It'll be nice being out on my own again. And not nice. But I'm hoping for good things.
I took art class because I've always enjoyed it and I had hoped it would help me unwind from my other, more foreign and stressful classes. Sadly this is not the case. Instead I'm stuck with getting crappy grades on projects that I like because I'm not doing them the way she wants me to. It's frustrating. I worked so hard on a poster only to get slapped in the face with a 65. Now I'm wondering what's the point in even trying if all I'm going to get from here on in is mediocre at best.
And I feel this way about all my classes. I mean I have a theatre degree already, why do I feel the need to come back and torment myself with something I really don't need? It's frustrating.
On top of this, I'm finding out all of this from the other side of the world. I'm still in India about to embark on the trip back to Canada... and the experience over here has just been so inexplicably amazing. I've learned so much about charity, and beauty and even myself. This whole trip has been wonderful. I've enjoyed literally everything... and now I have to go back... Back to blockbuster. Back to school. Back to futility and drowning in mediocrity. Back to the thousand and one rejection letters from book houses and literary agents. Back to the crumbling foundations of what were once my hopes and dreams. It takes a toll on a man.
I guess this is when I figure out just how strong of a man I truly am. Aside from that I have to put up with a 8 hour flight to frankfurt and that should be bad enough without having to have another 8 hour flight to Toronto directly after.
Sigh... I don't know what to do.
Why are my posts always so emo?
Anyway, I'll figure this school thing out.
On brighter news, I'm finding my own place! My parents sold the house so I'm on the prowl for a new place. It'll be nice being out on my own again. And not nice. But I'm hoping for good things.
Monday, February 23, 2009
a Message from Dehli
For those of you who follow me, (When I'm not being emo and the so on and so forth and suchlike) You will realize that I'm in India. Like the actual India. Like Jungle Book, Hinduism India. It's AWESOME.
I've traveled through Dehli now and seen a plethora of temples. I've met Vishnu and Ganesha (Sorry Susan, don't have any photos) at a temple that was absolutely covered in Swastikas so that was interesting. Been to the markets, and I've seen India gate... It's a lot of memorials and monuments that photos really don't do justice too.
I wish I could fully explain the driving situation... but it defies words. TERRIFYING comes to mind. These roads literally look like a child scribbled them onto a hillside. You're turning literally every twenty feet, and these cabbies are suicidal. They know no bounds. You will twist and turn and get sick as they turn up the serpentine mountains and you blow your chunks over all the road.
Oh yeah, they drive on the other side of the road here... where it's marked at least.
As I said, crazy.
Easily the best part of the trip so far has to be heading up to Almora. From Dehli you take an eight hour train ride north to the mountains, the himalayas to be exact, and after drving four hours into the hills (on aforementioned serpentine hills) you arrive at this most beautiful city built all over the sides of a mountain. Literally it can drop off a thousand feet on either side of a house. It's really a site to behold.
Anyway, the pastor, David Moses (Hows THAT for a biblical name) has a scooter, and he took me for a ride through this Himalayan path. The views of those mountains is beyond what words can say. The forests are amazing, and I even got to see a leopard. Pretty cool eh?
Anyway, I must be off. In two days we head down to Kerala so that's going to be incredibly exciting... lets just hope my ipod stays juiced for the trip down.
Love and miss you all.
Matti
I've traveled through Dehli now and seen a plethora of temples. I've met Vishnu and Ganesha (Sorry Susan, don't have any photos) at a temple that was absolutely covered in Swastikas so that was interesting. Been to the markets, and I've seen India gate... It's a lot of memorials and monuments that photos really don't do justice too.
I wish I could fully explain the driving situation... but it defies words. TERRIFYING comes to mind. These roads literally look like a child scribbled them onto a hillside. You're turning literally every twenty feet, and these cabbies are suicidal. They know no bounds. You will twist and turn and get sick as they turn up the serpentine mountains and you blow your chunks over all the road.
Oh yeah, they drive on the other side of the road here... where it's marked at least.
As I said, crazy.
Easily the best part of the trip so far has to be heading up to Almora. From Dehli you take an eight hour train ride north to the mountains, the himalayas to be exact, and after drving four hours into the hills (on aforementioned serpentine hills) you arrive at this most beautiful city built all over the sides of a mountain. Literally it can drop off a thousand feet on either side of a house. It's really a site to behold.
Anyway, the pastor, David Moses (Hows THAT for a biblical name) has a scooter, and he took me for a ride through this Himalayan path. The views of those mountains is beyond what words can say. The forests are amazing, and I even got to see a leopard. Pretty cool eh?
Anyway, I must be off. In two days we head down to Kerala so that's going to be incredibly exciting... lets just hope my ipod stays juiced for the trip down.
Love and miss you all.
Matti
Monday, February 16, 2009
So here I am, about to leave London. We're heading to Frankfurt with a changeover, and then we're officially on our way to Dehli. Man it's getting exciting. In one way I'm so excited to be heading there, but in another way, I'm still terrified. The idea of me preaching kind of terrifies me. Maybe I'll even like it.
Anyway: London was wonderful. I managed to see four amazing shows, see five seperate theatres, each of which was beautiful. Got to see three art galleries, two museums, (did you know all the galleries and museums and such are free over here? It's wonderful! you can simply walk right in and marvel at the centuries of historical items. It's awesome) and so much else it's hard to explain it all. Even just seeing the sites is a treat in itself. Seeing the eye, Buck house, big ben... the list goes on and on... I could literally talk about London forever... In fact I probably will so you'll all have to put up with me for a while.
Oh, and the food... Oh lord the food is wonderful.
Anyway: London was wonderful. I managed to see four amazing shows, see five seperate theatres, each of which was beautiful. Got to see three art galleries, two museums, (did you know all the galleries and museums and such are free over here? It's wonderful! you can simply walk right in and marvel at the centuries of historical items. It's awesome) and so much else it's hard to explain it all. Even just seeing the sites is a treat in itself. Seeing the eye, Buck house, big ben... the list goes on and on... I could literally talk about London forever... In fact I probably will so you'll all have to put up with me for a while.
Oh, and the food... Oh lord the food is wonderful.
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