Of Obituaries, Work, and Lady Gaga

I am vowing to try and write a blog entry every day for the next two weeks. Lets see if this will happen. So today... uh, today I wrote about dead people. Ten dead people to be exact. I have 36 more to look forward to. I also edited an article about myself and my impression of alumni weekend here at Oberlin.

I didn't really like the article at first but then I had a chance to change it to something more like what I would write. You see, article A had lots of cliche phrases and made me sound somewhat douchey becuase I didn't offer much explanation behind my feelings at the time. Article B, the new one, has that in it, with less cliche-ness. I hope that version gets to go in instead.

This was one of those days that started off happy, and kinda ended on a dull note.

My day started off quite happy because I kept procrastinating by listening to Terrance (one of my bosses) talking to Joseph (college student age, but full time employee). They have the most hilarious conversations. Or at least, I find them hilarious. We basically critiqued the writing and art departments because they try to formalize art, and that the idea of art is freedom and not formalization.

Joseph told me that if I want to write, I will write, and that he thinks it's actually better that I didn't get into the program because they would try to force their style or whatever upon me. He said if I'm stubborn about it I will get my way of writing.

This made me feel rather good.

I also told them stories about my experience in the art department. That was fun. How people tried to put deep meaning into artists work that basically consisted of... lines.. and gradients.. and graphs. Something about depicting peacefulness and ultimate serenity and simplicity because the artist doesn't believe nature is like.. the ultimate form.. theres a simplicity beyond nature and.. yeah, I don't get it either.

I paint nature. Nature is cool. I don't think lines and graphs and gradients are better than nature. Sorry.

I also learned about politics at the office I work at, and that all the people who I thought had been there for a while actually hadn't been there for very long, and that the whole place got totally revamped and everyone's positions kinda changed and whatnot. That was a pretty big shock to me, since everyone seemed so calm and as if they knew everything already.

I also learned that the previous director of the place had a nervous breakdown and had to quit his job. Apparently the head honcho at the Office gets a lot of pressure from the President's Office and stuff.. so, basically, it sucks. He didn't even get to be VP. All the pressure, without the title.


So that was kinda shitty to hear about and then I started writing about dead people, and thinking about death, and how some of these people died pretty young, and thinking about how if they hadn't died I wouldn't be at this computer writing about it, and how its so weird that theres so many dead people and where do dead people go, and how I still haven't really lived that much of my life but everyone has different fates (I'm not sure I believe in fate, but we'll go with that term for now) so I could die young or old or whatever, I don't know. I know some stuff is definitely out of my control.

This scares me. However, I'd like to think that some stuff is in my control. Wait, I know that is true. To some degree it is most certainly true. Thinking about how there was such a huge history before me and so many wonderful people have passed away and well, yeah, that all kinda sucks. Sooo.. lets change the subject.

I saw the Alejandro music video last week. It was.. pretty messed up. I definetely got a Nazi vibe.. and a anal sex vibe.. and a overall dark vibe. I mean, I'm cool with dark. I didn't really need to see the sex reenactions with clothes (little) on, however. I was pretty confused though. There were some cool dancey stuff in there, and some interesting outfits.

Probably if I watch it a few more times the sheer weirdness of it will probably subside and I will get it more. I hope. I read some comments on Youtube about it though (why the hell was I doing that, Youtube comments are like spam hell) and they pissed me off (of course, because they're youtube comments and youtube comments always piss me off) becuase they were saying all this dumb shit about Gaga, and it's like -okay, if you said it with any kind of coherence or sense of constructive criticism, thats one thing, but being like "omg she's insulting christians!!!11 i hate her noowww" is so fucking stupid.

Or saying "omg i bet only gay ppl like this vid." I don't fully understand the video but that doens't mean I'm going to be like THIS is what she is saying. Only she knows what she wants to convey, and like, I definitely see the whole idea of being sick of people defining girls as one thing or another (woman vary. a lot), and having men be the sexual object instead. I like that, not gonna lie.

People get outraged so easily, and its always about stupid shit. It makes me hate the human race.. so much. Judging everything about a person based on one thing, and one thing that clearly has an explanation that they are too lazy to look into it? That would be like if I said something to my friend I'd known for two years that like "Hey, I don't like you anymore because of your facebook status about not liking babies. I know you're trying to tell me now that it's because a baby bit your finger off, but I still hate you."

By the way, I don't like babies. Just to make you Youtube Commenter folks hate me early on, because its going to happen. Not that anyone like that would read this anyways, since only like 5 people read this.. probably less. That's a good thing too. This is also coming from someone who didn't even like Lady Gaga that much in the first place. I like her a lot more now, actually.

I haven't eaten since like.. 4.. probably should do that soon. But uh, yeah. Maybe I'll add more to this later.