Saturday, December 16, 2006
My Blog IS called "Blazing New Trails to Never Fail"...I can`t actually fail.
Much like Liam, I`m about to unleash a bombshell of a post, and much like Our Lady Peace I`m promoting the message that "Life is waiting for you" (A terrible song off of a terrible album, don`t bother.
He sort of stole my thunder, though. Because I too am dropping out. I came to the realization that I felt trapped and unmotivated in a place where I`m not supposed to feel that way some time ago, and in an excellent night, I brought it up, expecting the usual Liam sly scorn, only to find a brother in arms.
This is actually one of the most suitable pictures because we go to a neat little joint here in Waterloo called the KO; my favorite bar in the whole world second only to my absolute favorite (I`ll give you a hint, it`s amazing, and I work there) and play chess.
Well, we retreated into our drinks in silence, and I asked him if he wanted to travel with me. He replied with a "Possibly Maybe (sic)" and everything was cool. That`s what I love about Liam. Every once and a while, when you`re expecting some witty stab, he surprises you with an unexpected turn. Things seem to go much smoother when he`s around, and God himself couldn`t light a better path.
But either way, I`m leaving and I ain't comin back...until the september following my 21st birthday. Yes, I`m aware of how late that is in my life..but I seem to have wasted so much time already, and I am not sure I`ll ever do this after. Plus..I figure I need a break. My head can only tolerate so many dumb girls, inappropriate "Randumz" and a constant, almost intravenous supply of pizza and other unsuitable junk foods.
So, when you walk up to me so gracefully, and ask me where I`m going, I probably won`t tell you, but I will say: "Your mama`s bed." And then I`ll laugh.
Good Night and Good Luck, America.
Bizzle.
He sort of stole my thunder, though. Because I too am dropping out. I came to the realization that I felt trapped and unmotivated in a place where I`m not supposed to feel that way some time ago, and in an excellent night, I brought it up, expecting the usual Liam sly scorn, only to find a brother in arms.
This is actually one of the most suitable pictures because we go to a neat little joint here in Waterloo called the KO; my favorite bar in the whole world second only to my absolute favorite (I`ll give you a hint, it`s amazing, and I work there) and play chess.
Well, we retreated into our drinks in silence, and I asked him if he wanted to travel with me. He replied with a "Possibly Maybe (sic)" and everything was cool. That`s what I love about Liam. Every once and a while, when you`re expecting some witty stab, he surprises you with an unexpected turn. Things seem to go much smoother when he`s around, and God himself couldn`t light a better path.
But either way, I`m leaving and I ain't comin back...until the september following my 21st birthday. Yes, I`m aware of how late that is in my life..but I seem to have wasted so much time already, and I am not sure I`ll ever do this after. Plus..I figure I need a break. My head can only tolerate so many dumb girls, inappropriate "Randumz" and a constant, almost intravenous supply of pizza and other unsuitable junk foods.
So, when you walk up to me so gracefully, and ask me where I`m going, I probably won`t tell you, but I will say: "Your mama`s bed." And then I`ll laugh.
Good Night and Good Luck, America.
Bizzle.
# posted by Blake @ 7:13 AM 
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No, no. Blake's sister is a "trick". Finishing first year before deciding that you really don't want to come back is called a "good idea". Especially when you've already paid for it.
Anyway, Blake, I'd also like to address your total surprise at me not making you "feel like a terrible person" when you told me you wanted to drop out. Really, if you truly understood the things that make me dose out the sly scorn, you could have predicted an affirmative response. Let's take a familiar example:
PART A:
The Blake says: Yeah, so I fooled around with this girl who is my friend last night. We're not really sure where things are going or what either of us really wants but we figured, 'what the hell?' right?
The Liam says: Well that was a silly thing to do.
Result: Blake feels like a terrible person.
PART B:
The Blake says: Yeah, so I started making out with this girl who's really more of my friend last night. But then, through some divine miracle of forbearance on my part, we got to talking about it and realized that maybe we should hold off doing anything we might regret in the future, and maybe back away for a few days and gain some perspective on what we're really looking for.
The Liam says: Wow. Let me buy you your next drink.
Result: Blake is pleasantly surprised.
Now, let's extrapolate that to a "I'm dropping out of university" frame of perspective:
PART A:
The Blake says: I hate my program and I'm not motivated to do any of my work. But I figure I might as well sweat out three more years of pain and wasted money instead of thinking about it.
The Liam says: Well that seems a silly thing to do.
PART B:
The Blake says: I hate school. I think that maybe before committing another three years of my life to this place I should take some time off and find out what I want to get out of this and how much I'm willing to sacrifice to get it.
The Liam says: Hey! Me too! Let me buy you a drink.
I mean, come on. How hard is that to anticipate?
Anyway, Blake, I'd also like to address your total surprise at me not making you "feel like a terrible person" when you told me you wanted to drop out. Really, if you truly understood the things that make me dose out the sly scorn, you could have predicted an affirmative response. Let's take a familiar example:
PART A:
The Blake says: Yeah, so I fooled around with this girl who is my friend last night. We're not really sure where things are going or what either of us really wants but we figured, 'what the hell?' right?
The Liam says: Well that was a silly thing to do.
Result: Blake feels like a terrible person.
PART B:
The Blake says: Yeah, so I started making out with this girl who's really more of my friend last night. But then, through some divine miracle of forbearance on my part, we got to talking about it and realized that maybe we should hold off doing anything we might regret in the future, and maybe back away for a few days and gain some perspective on what we're really looking for.
The Liam says: Wow. Let me buy you your next drink.
Result: Blake is pleasantly surprised.
Now, let's extrapolate that to a "I'm dropping out of university" frame of perspective:
PART A:
The Blake says: I hate my program and I'm not motivated to do any of my work. But I figure I might as well sweat out three more years of pain and wasted money instead of thinking about it.
The Liam says: Well that seems a silly thing to do.
PART B:
The Blake says: I hate school. I think that maybe before committing another three years of my life to this place I should take some time off and find out what I want to get out of this and how much I'm willing to sacrifice to get it.
The Liam says: Hey! Me too! Let me buy you a drink.
I mean, come on. How hard is that to anticipate?
I'm confused.
Then again I'm pretty dumb.
Wow, I just realized my carpets match in color to every other surface in my room.
Wow.
Ben
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Then again I'm pretty dumb.
Wow, I just realized my carpets match in color to every other surface in my room.
Wow.
Ben
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