Today we’ll talk about multiple personalities and the use of books other than the most known use of them which is for entertainment.
Alright, let me begin this post by making a report on what I’ve been doing lately. First of all I’ll start with the clichés. I’ve been stressing and having the same old “constipative” thoughts that I’ve been having since 13. These thoughts include, anxiety and loss of sleep that I won’t make it and fail, be it classes, be it social life etc etc. As a result, I either work my ass off and put my self in a routine mode forgetting everything else or I completely forget about what it has to be done and as a result I start panicking. What’s that? Oh yeah you can call that little inherited neurosis or transplanted to me by teachers or peers. You know how these things work.
Anyway, apart from being anxious most of the time, I also made it to London for a couple of days. I met a friend of mine there and we went to the Ginsberg’s photography exhibition. I was expecting much more apart from just enlarged pictures of Kerouac, Burroughs, Cassidy, Bob Dylan and other artistic figures that Ginsberg was surrounded by. You know maybe a reading of his poems or something? Maybe? Maybe I sound pretentious? Nah, I sound just about right. Anyway, I found the exhibition alright, nothing special and my friend found it plain boring because he didn’t know all these persons. He knew they were authors but, you know. Bottom line it could have been better.
So, multiple personalities. Everyone have multiple personalities and if you don’t believe me then you just never pay attention to what is going on around you. I’m not talking about freaking out in the middle of the street or talking to yourself while you drool in your white straight jacket. Think of how you order your food when at a restaurant. Think of how your voice changes when you speak to your bf/gf on the phone. Think of how you say “hi” to your mother how you say “hello” to your friends and how you say “hello” to the people that they think they’re your friends. You change everybody changes with every fucking move we make. Slight changes but still changes. I know I know, "it's called adapting" but I call it changing to the slightest, but it's still a change.
Now that I got this out of the way, I’ll go back and talk about the use of books other than the reading entertainment. So, I’ll take a wild guess and say that all of you have been on a train en route to somewhere before. Here’s the part a book comes handy. Not only to read when you get bored but also to pretend read when the person sitting next to you wants to talk to you and you want to avoid the conversation because you just don’t want to talk. Plus, if someone that looks funny to you comes and sits next to you, you can also chuckle to yourself and pretend you’re laughing at something you just read. BE DISCREET THOUGH! Don’t be a dick. Now of course there’s this other kind of people that you just can’t defend your self from, by just reading or pretend reading. I’m talking about the farters. If you happen to be sitting anywhere near one, well, good luck.
Now I have to go back and do a research cause I’m stressing about my assignments. Oh plus, I forgot to mention, I would have a much better entry than this crappy one as I had an awesome idea on my way to London and that idea was interrupted by a farter. Had to move seats and by the time I did the idea had left me. So blame the farter.
Here’s a nice song though
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