I imagine a crush as this new feeling, one that you get when you know you’re interested in someone by looks or small conversations, and want to know more. Love is when you now do know more, even all the gritty terrible details but you accept them anyway, unconditionally, because you know that beside all these faults is someone that you have to care for, without self-will.
Whether this kind of love is truly logical or not remains to be seen.
R.I.P. Here lies the rumor that unwittingly found it’s way into my ear one school day. It professed the chance for possibly the most- no, the only- interesting sounding prom themes I’d ever heard (except, perhaps, a Harry Potter theme): a zombie prom. But, alas, it died.
And to be quite honest, I don’t care if our new prom theme is “Southern Hospitality”; I’m wearing my kick-ass zombie heels anyway.
Errbody. You know it, son.
Without a doubt, one of the most brilliant movies I’ve ever seen. I discover something new about it with every re-watch.” —
We’re all— especially those of us who are educated and have read a lot and have watched TV critically— in a very self-conscious and sort of worldly and sophisticated time, but also a time when we seem terribly afraid of other people’s reactions to us and very desperate to control how people interpret us. Everyone is extremely conscious of manipulating how they come off in the media; they want to structure what they say so that the reader or audience will interpret it in the way that is most favorable to them. What’s interesting to me is that this isn’t all that new. This was the project of the Sophists in Athens, and this is what Socrates and Plato thought was so completely evil. The Sophists had this idea: Forget this idea of what’s true or not— what you want to do is rhetoric; you want to be able to persuade the audience and have the audience think you’re smart and cool. And Socrates and Plato, basically their whole idea is, ‘Bullshit. There is such a thing as truth, and it’s not all just how to say what you say so that you get a good job or get laid, or whatever it is people think they want.
David Foster Wallace
If the world were merely seductive, that would be easy; if the world were merely challenging, that would be no problem. But I wake up each morning torn between a desire to save the world and a desire to savor the world. This makes it very hard to plan the day.
E. B. White
People who are socially awkward, like me, are weird. It’s like I have this completely bubbly personality around people that I am A) friends with or B) closely related to, but this side won’t really come out around strangers?
I blame it on the fact that I hate small talk, utterly despise it, and it shows. You know, now that I think about it, people who actually like small talk are definitely weirder than I am.