It's that time of the year again where we all get together into a semblance of civility and celebrate the birth of our baby Jesus. I actually look forward to this day because it has the power to get everyone together, if not for a single day, and we just chill out as a family. It's nice, however brief it is.
- Merry Christmas.
Friday, December 24, 2010
Thursday, December 23, 2010
Let's be honest :)
Lately, I’ve been giving a lot of thought to the concept of honest communication. I tested someone this week to see how well they would do with honest communication, and I realized something in this experiment, the thoughts that people verbalize are sometimes not in proportion to their actual emotions. You’d think that in an age where freedom of speech is highly encouraged and is seen indicator of our modernization, people would be more inclined to speak truthfully. But it seems to me that this entitlement has caused society to become highly sensitive, and in our sensitivity we actually tend to censor a lot of our thoughts, or maybe we’re just putting them in quotations. It annoys me when I find myself having to decipher conversations on a regular basis as if we were communicating in double entrendes – have I missed something here? Is this an allegory? Then I have to do things like learning how to read body language, or analyzing the eyes – It’s so taxing! But maybe we are not quite comfortable with being frank – this world would be much too swift and the thrill of chasing pavements would be gone. Maybe.
My experiment also led me to the conclusion that there is a lot of cowardice involved in in communication. I knew that the person I was talking to was only giving me little excerpts of what they actually thought; I could tell that they were waiting for a specific response from me. And depending on how I would respond, they would shape their thoughts to fit mine. I’m sure this person thought that this was a compromise; however, this form of communication only led us to both partake in a dishonest conversation. It was like, fine you won’t tell me, then I won’t tell you neither. We were only willing to risk as much as we could get, and for that reason, we were just speaking at each other and not with each other.
My experiment also led me to the conclusion that there is a lot of cowardice involved in in communication. I knew that the person I was talking to was only giving me little excerpts of what they actually thought; I could tell that they were waiting for a specific response from me. And depending on how I would respond, they would shape their thoughts to fit mine. I’m sure this person thought that this was a compromise; however, this form of communication only led us to both partake in a dishonest conversation. It was like, fine you won’t tell me, then I won’t tell you neither. We were only willing to risk as much as we could get, and for that reason, we were just speaking at each other and not with each other.
2011!
So here are some things I plan on doing in 2011!
Skydive. Behind my cooly contained demeanour, I have a highly adventurous spirit. I’m all for chasing moments that accelerate the rate of my heart and yet, have the power to produce a big smile on my face; I believe that skydiving will accomplish just that. I once read a book that talked about the state of feeling infinite, experiencing the ultimate “high” of life. For some people that may mean smoking a joint on top of Mount Everest or watching a fat kid rolling down the stairs, but for me it means being dropped from high altitudes. It’s as close as I’m getting to experiencing something safely similar to an electric voltage shock – being dropped at about 3,500 feet is positively Wizard!
Enroll in University. Whether that's going to be at UOFT, Western, or wherever, i'm excited for this new stage of learning. Oh my baby Jesus, that's crazy!
Job (modelling most likely). So it's time to get my modelling experience going on with Showcase, i'm pretty stoked for the fashion show in May. It's something different that I've been meaning to try and have finally been given the chance to do so. Hopefully this new job opens up other opportunities.
Travel. It's going to be that time of the year where I'm going to be oceans away in some rad place. I think that the summer of 2011 I'll be spending in either Portugal or some South American country. . I love travelling, but I especially love South America. Their people are engaging, their culture truly captivating, and their beaches – Wow. I love the thrill that accompanies meeting new people. Having visited two South American countries, I noticed a pattern among South Americans – they’re full of spice. They have a zest for life that’s envious, food that looks as well as tastes exotic, and music that reaches your core and has your feet tapping in unconscious tempo. What else can I say; it’s an amazing continent located right under my nose.
G2. I need to get that license, I plan on driving in 2011. Damn, the extent of my laziness sometimes astounds me.
I'll keep adding more to this list, in the meantime;
Happy Holidays!
Skydive. Behind my cooly contained demeanour, I have a highly adventurous spirit. I’m all for chasing moments that accelerate the rate of my heart and yet, have the power to produce a big smile on my face; I believe that skydiving will accomplish just that. I once read a book that talked about the state of feeling infinite, experiencing the ultimate “high” of life. For some people that may mean smoking a joint on top of Mount Everest or watching a fat kid rolling down the stairs, but for me it means being dropped from high altitudes. It’s as close as I’m getting to experiencing something safely similar to an electric voltage shock – being dropped at about 3,500 feet is positively Wizard!
Enroll in University. Whether that's going to be at UOFT, Western, or wherever, i'm excited for this new stage of learning. Oh my baby Jesus, that's crazy!
Job (modelling most likely). So it's time to get my modelling experience going on with Showcase, i'm pretty stoked for the fashion show in May. It's something different that I've been meaning to try and have finally been given the chance to do so. Hopefully this new job opens up other opportunities.
Travel. It's going to be that time of the year where I'm going to be oceans away in some rad place. I think that the summer of 2011 I'll be spending in either Portugal or some South American country. . I love travelling, but I especially love South America. Their people are engaging, their culture truly captivating, and their beaches – Wow. I love the thrill that accompanies meeting new people. Having visited two South American countries, I noticed a pattern among South Americans – they’re full of spice. They have a zest for life that’s envious, food that looks as well as tastes exotic, and music that reaches your core and has your feet tapping in unconscious tempo. What else can I say; it’s an amazing continent located right under my nose.
G2. I need to get that license, I plan on driving in 2011. Damn, the extent of my laziness sometimes astounds me.
I'll keep adding more to this list, in the meantime;
Happy Holidays!
Thursday, December 16, 2010
To be or not to be - Amazing
To be, or not to be– that is the question:
Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer
The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune,
Or to take arms against a sea of troubles
And, by opposing, end them. To die, to sleep
No more – and by a sleep to say we end
The heartache and the thousand natural shocks
That flesh is heir to – 'tis a consummation
Devoutly to be wished. To die, to sleep
To sleep, perchance to dream. Ay, there's the rub,
For in that sleep of death what dreams may come,
When we have shuffled off this mortal coil,
Must give us pause. There's the respect
That makes calamity of so long life.
For who would bear the whips and scorns of time,
Th' oppressor's wrong, the proud man's contumely,
The pangs of despised love, the law's delay,
The insolence of office, and the spurns
That patient merit of th' unworthy takes,
When he himself might his quietus make
With a bare bodkin? Who would fardels bear,
To grunt and sweat under a weary life,
But that the dread of something after death,
The undiscovered country from whose bourn
No traveller returns, puzzles the will
And makes us rather bear those ills we have
Than fly to others that we know not of?
Thus conscience doth make cowards of us all,
And thus the native hue of resolution
Is sicklied o'er with the pale cast of thought,
And enterprises of great pith and moment
With this regard their currents turn awry,
And lose the name of action.—Soft you now!
The fair Ophelia! Nymph, in thy orisons
Be all my sins remembered
Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer
The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune,
Or to take arms against a sea of troubles
And, by opposing, end them. To die, to sleep
No more – and by a sleep to say we end
The heartache and the thousand natural shocks
That flesh is heir to – 'tis a consummation
Devoutly to be wished. To die, to sleep
To sleep, perchance to dream. Ay, there's the rub,
For in that sleep of death what dreams may come,
When we have shuffled off this mortal coil,
Must give us pause. There's the respect
That makes calamity of so long life.
For who would bear the whips and scorns of time,
Th' oppressor's wrong, the proud man's contumely,
The pangs of despised love, the law's delay,
The insolence of office, and the spurns
That patient merit of th' unworthy takes,
When he himself might his quietus make
With a bare bodkin? Who would fardels bear,
To grunt and sweat under a weary life,
But that the dread of something after death,
The undiscovered country from whose bourn
No traveller returns, puzzles the will
And makes us rather bear those ills we have
Than fly to others that we know not of?
Thus conscience doth make cowards of us all,
And thus the native hue of resolution
Is sicklied o'er with the pale cast of thought,
And enterprises of great pith and moment
With this regard their currents turn awry,
And lose the name of action.—Soft you now!
The fair Ophelia! Nymph, in thy orisons
Be all my sins remembered
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