Thursday, March 31, 2011


Lying is something that is inherently bad, correct?

We are taught not to lie ever since we are little, that it is wrong and only "bad" people lie to cover up the truth.

Of course, there is always the discussion of "white lies" but I won't really get into that, everyone knows that lying for the right reasons may be a good thing.

But what about lying for not the right reasons?

I have been thinking about lying more and more, especially recently, and I have realized that I am actually pretty spectacular at doing it.  Some may even say that I have a "gift" for lying.  Now I understand that this may not be the best thing to be good at, but to those people I reply, "if you are talented at something, then why not use that talent." 

Some people may be talented pianists, others talented writers, computer programmers, or business owners... I am a talented liar. 

I started lying when I was very little, to my parents, to my sister, to my teachers, and I was often caught in my lies, as I would create intricate stories which people could easily see through to determine the falsity of what I was saying.  As I grew, however, I gained more of a knack for it and it became simpler for me.

Today, I may even say that I enjoy lying.  I may lie just for the fun of it sometimes, just because I want to see if I can get the better of the person that I am lying to.  The strangest part is that most people never realize that they are being told false information.  I guess they just think that because I am a self respecting 20 year old male that they will take everything I say for truth.

I try not to lie to my friends, but sometimes a lie just may slip out, I can't help it, it has somewhat become who I am. 

The worst part about becoming such a masterful liar is that occasionally if I repeat a lie enough, even I start believing it.  This can become quite confusing sometimes, but occasionally it can be helpful as well.

I wonder, how many other liars like me there are in the world, people who enjoy spreading falsity just for fun.  I try not to lie about important things, just small things, and I am not a dishonest person in other aspects of my life, I don't steal, I hardly ever cheat, etc.  I guess I just have a lying problem.

What are your experiences with lying?  What do you think about my lying situation?

Thanks for reading, peace.

ps. this entire article may be a lie.

Sunday, March 27, 2011


I finally have 100 followers! I can't believe how quickly it happened!

Thank you all for being so supportive of my musings/ideas, and I promise that there will be more to come!

Saturday, March 12, 2011

Returning Home

First of all, I would like to give a quick shout-out to my friend James at James is a real life friend of mine who is looking to get into blogging, and he writes some really interesting posts about varying topics, so I suggest that you go and follow him, I'm sure that he will return the favor!

So I'm a college student, but I still return home from time to time to visit my family.

This weekend is one of those weekends.

I always find the time that I spend at home now strange, because this place, the place where I used to call "home" really is not my "home" anymore.  I have a bed here, but anymore, this is no longer my bed, instead it has just become a bed.  It is rather strange, and I feel somewhat out of place when I am here, almost like it is some kind of vacation or something.

Then there is another thing that when I am home, my parents are constantly "checking in" on me.  It's kinda cute at first that they want to see how I am doing and want to make sure that everything is ok, but after a little while, it gets quite frustrating and annoying.

I'm not used to people randomly sticking their nose into my room to ask me if I'm doing "alright," and it always comes as a surprise when it happens.  On the upswing, whenever I am hungry I can tell one of my parents such and I will pretty much instantly have a sandwich, so that's pretty cool.

When I am at home, I also need to be courteous of my family.  I need to worry about walking in the back door of my house at 4:00 in the morning so that I don't wake anyone up.  I need to text my parents to tell them that I'm going to be staying out late.  I need to constantly be watching my language and making sure I don't go into too much detail describing some of my more hilarious college exploits.

Then there's also the thing that when I'm at home, my family wants me to spend all of my time with them.  I try to tell them, but they seem to not realize that while I am home I have a lot of friends that I would like to see and hang out with as well, and also I need time to study (I am a college student after all). 

I feel that whenever I am home my family always tries to plan activities for me to do with them, and I feel really bad about telling them "no" that I already have other plans.  It's even harder since I only come home for a weekend every 7 weeks or so, so we have little time together.

Coming home is also strange because it always seems like while I'm away things change.  For example, when I stepped into my family's living room last night, I realized that they had redone a lot of it.  The couches were in a different position, the walls were painted different colors, we had a new rug, new pictures were lining the walls... it was really unexpected!  I stepped into the room and all I could say was "wow."  It was a big change out of nowhere, especially since we've had pretty much the same living room setup my entire life.

Oh well, so I guess there are some good things and some bad things about coming home, I enjoy spending time with my family and some of my friends who I don't get to see as often... but I don't like the change in lifestyle that I need to undergo while I am here.

What are your thoughts about going home or spending time with family?

Wednesday, March 9, 2011


We all procrastinate, some to greater extents than others.

There are just some things in life that we don't want to do, yet we know we have to do. In order to stop ourselves from doing these things, we simply put them off, put them out of our heads, and avoid them.

People procrastinate about different things, I tend to mostly procrastinate about school related things, but I know people who procrastinate about doing their taxes, fixing their cars, or going to the gym.

So what is the real purpose of procrastination?

I am actually currently procrastinating writing a paper for my psychology class. I have known about this paper the entire quarter (about 10 weeks so far), it is due tomorrow, and I hardly have anything written. Up until recently it hasn't been a really big priority, just because there have been other things of more importance that I have needed to do/study for, but starting this past weekend it has started looming in front of me until finally, it's the night of, and I don't really have too many letters on these great 5 pages that I need to fill.

Now, I tell myself that 5 pages really isn't that much, and if I actually sit down and write myself a good outline, that the paper will not really be that hard. Strangely, I am still not really too worried about it, however, I still don't want to do it.

I know that eventually I will need to do this, and I realize this fact. If I for some reason did not write this paper, my grade in this class will tank and I will not realize my goal of doing well in the class, so that's not really an option.

I guess my real problem is getting started. I find it hard to get myself to just sit down and start the process of writing, but once I do I know that the words will start flowing from my fingers and before I know it I will be finished.

But I just always find the need to check facebook one more time, to look at youtube one more time for another subscription update, to look at this blog to see if there is one more comment, to check my email to see if I have gotten anything new, to just stumble to one more interesting page about nothing. This cycle will then repeat itself until I find that I have frittered away all my time into nothingness and it has become 4:00 in the morning and I still don't have much done or studied.

It's quite a frustrating thing that happens to me when I try to start something, and it has become more of a habit now than anything else. I have even come to the point where I installed a firefox addon that works to "block" certain sites for a certain amount of time, so that I will save myself from myself, but this is frustrating and even though I feel that it temporarily solves the problem, I question if I am really helping myself by doing it.

Anyway, I will admit that I am quite a big procrastinator, but yet I still seem to get everything done that I need to do, and I still seem to do well on everything that I find important, so I guess I find it hard to change my ways, no matter how much I know it will actually help me.

What do you guys procrastinate about? How have you solved your issues with procrastinating?

Thanks for reading, peace.


Sorry for no new content today, been really busy.

Ill post something new later today/tomorrow (depending on where you live).

Monday, March 7, 2011

Being Right or Doing Right?

So I got a math exam back today, I did fine on it, however I really thought when I turned it in that I had done better.

But this is either here nor there. 

After getting our exams back as a class, we looked over most of the harder questions on the exam and we went over how to solve them. I couldn't help but realize when I was looking over my test that on one of the longer problems I somehow did the problem completely and utterly wrong, and yet I still got the correct answer. I mean, what I did to get the correct answer was highly illegal, and I really should not have gotten the correct answer, but somehow in this one instance, I was just lucky enough that it appeared on my page. 

Now unfortunately my professor had marked me getting this question completely and totally wrong, which didn't really sit right with me. The instructions for the question did not say "answer this question the way that we went over in class," it simply said "solve."

Considering that I did in fact "solve" the problem, I felt that I should get the points that I rightly deserved for getting it correct, so after class was over, I went up to the professor and explained my problem to her, much as I have explained it to you here.

Her response was that she felt that she would have me "had followed the right steps and gotten the wrong answer, the followed the wrong steps to get the correct answer."

Now don't get me wrong here, me actually getting the correct answer on this question was a miracle. The amount of chance and luck that I apparently had on my side that day was apparently impeccable.

If I would have known, I would have bought a lottery ticket.

Now I can understand both sides of the coin here, obviously it would have been best if I had followed the right steps to complete the problem correctly and get the correct answer; obviously that would be the best option. However, just based upon the instructions which I was given, I don't really feel that my answer should be counted wrong, sure I may have gone about a (very) unorthodox way of getting the correct answer, but I got it nonetheless and I feel that credit should be given where credit is due.

This brings up with question, which is more important, "being right," or "doing right?"

Anyway, my professor took my exam back and she said that she would "think about it." However I kinda doubt that anything will change, just knowing her and the way she is in class.

What do you guys think is more important, being right or doing right? And do you think that I deserve those points or not?

Thanks for reading, peace.

Sunday, March 6, 2011


Writer's block is an interesting thing, isn't it?

The idea that one just can't come up with any ideas... well it just plainly sucks.

Usually throughout the day I will have ideas just buzzing, swimming around in my head... but recently, I don't have too much...

This might be because I may have had a little too much to drink last night... it might be because I slept in pretty late, or because I haven't really eaten much today...

If I can come up with anything interesting later today I may post it, maybe eating dinner might help.

Thanks for reading, even though there really wasn't anything much of substance here, peace.

Saturday, March 5, 2011


Everyone has favorites, be it a favorite football team, favorite food, favorite car, favorite place to visit, or favorite television show. People naturally have things in their life that they prefer over other things.

These opinions can be based upon many different possibilities, depending on past experiences and values.

I've come to realize, however, that I have very few favorite things. Recently I was talking to a friend of mine, and it came to my attention that I don't believe I actually have a favorite food, which I actually think is something that everyone should have! There are foods that I would rather eat over other foods (for example I detest tomatoes), but there is no food of meal that I feel I could eat every single day for the rest of my life without becoming tired of it.

So anyway, I was discussing favorites with my friend and I realized that I have very few favorite things, no favorite color, person, etc. (see list in first sentence for more favorites which I do not have).

I question why I don't have any strong opinions on these things.  Was it my upbringing that caused me to be so un-opinionated?

I do have an older sister who can have some very strong opinions on certain subjects, so I feel that as we were growing up as children her opinions could sometimes become mine, but I find it hard to believe that now, as an adult, I would still lack the capabilities of creating strong opinions for myself. Maybe being raised with her strong will and ideas stopped my "opinionatedness" from developing?

I try to decide favorites, but sometimes it can be hard to do because I have a pretty easy going personality and it is simple for me to see the "pros" in many things.

What are your ideas about favorites?
How are they formed?
What are some of your favorite things?

Thanks for reading, peace.

Friday, March 4, 2011

Rainy Days

What is it about rainy days that makes us so... bleh...?

Is it the sound that the rain makes as it hits against the side of the window? The greyness in the sky, causing our minds to become just as overcast as it is outside.

Rainy days always make me become lazy, I would even go as far to say that they make me even more introverted than usual. I don't enjoy the rain, and I don't want to sound too fickle when I say this, but mainly because it messes up my hair... and my shoes... besides, who likes being all wet anyway!

I understand that humans are in fact waterproof, and this is quite an amazing fact, but I feel no need to flaunt this amazingness every time that droplets of water start falling from the sky.

A few of my friends enjoy the rain, listening to the thunder as it comes crashing down upon the earth, but I feel that it is something that I could do without... it brings me down, however I guess it makes me introspective as well, and without rain, I wouldn't have this post. I'll try to write another post later, possibly when the sun has once again returned to the world.

What are your thoughts on rain?

Thanks for reading, peace.

Thursday, March 3, 2011

Really Now?

So I was walking back to my dorm today after my class finished.

Luckily the teacher for my child and adolescent psychology class decided to let us out of class a few minutes early since it was such a nice day and she wanted us to enjoy every minute of it that we could.

Anyway, I was walking back to my dorm, and on my way there is a large stretch of metered parking spaces in front of a building which houses some of the largest lecture classes on our campus.

I was walking along, minding my own business, and suddenly I encounter a meter-cop starting to write up tickets for a few of the cars parked at these meters. Now I knew for a fact that the people who these cars belonged to were undoubtedly in class in one of the huge lecture halls, and they were also undoubtedly going to finished with their classes *very* soon. When I say very soon, I mean within the next 5 minutes these students would be rushing out of their classes, hopping into their cars, and most likely leaving the campus as fast as they can.

For some reason, thinking about this meter-cop giving hundreds of dollars worth of tickets to students who probably can't afford it (who in college can really afford anything else), especially when they would be moving their cars soon anyway really infuriated me.

Reaching into my pocket, I felt around for as much spare change as I had. Remarkably, I had about two dollars in change (thank you McDonald's for being dumb last weekend and running out of single dollar bills). As quick as I could, I started walking down the sidewalk in front of the meter cop, putting money into all of the expired meters. The response that I received from the cop was quite priceless. Not only did he give me a look of contempt of which I have not received in some time, but he appeared to be absolutely livid.

There was of course, nothing that he could do about the matter, as once I put the money into the meters for these people who I did not know, they were saved.

So now I have two questions to ask...

Why was the cop so upset about this? I understand that he loosing out on some money for the state, and I guess for his precinct... but seriously man, does he really enjoy taking the money out of college student's bank accounts like that?

Secondly, would you do the same? Share a bit of change with someone that you don't even know like this? What would you do in this situation?

Thanks for reading, peace.

Days In the Life

Well, everyone needs a first post and I guess that this is mine. 

With my head buzzing full of ideas, I cannot help but think to myself, "does it really matter what I write here?" I guess it does, because starting right now I am unveiling to the world the glorious-ness that is my word!

How will I gain the attention and notoriety of my fellow bloggers?  I feel only time will tell.  Until then, it is 2:15 in the morning, so I think that it may be best for me to go to sleep and return tomorrow with more for you to read, whomever you may be.

Thanks for reading, peace.