Some Words

Social theorists often talk about the artificiality of the world we live in. The notion that nothing we come in contact with is naturally occurring foreshadows a bleak future where "genuine living" is merely an idea rather than a process to be experienced.
I've been reading poetry lately. And this poem by John Updike, I think, encapsulates a society wherein everything is constructed, purposefully placed and never organic

Telephone Poles

They have been with us a long time.
They will outlast the elms.
Our eyes, like the eyes of a savage sieving the trees
In his search for game,
Run through them. They blend along small-town streets
Like a race of giants that have faded into mere mythology.
Our eyes, washed clean of belief,
Lift incredulous to their fearsome crown of bolts, trusses, struts, nuts, insulators and such
Barnacles as compose
These weathered encrustations of electrical debris ---
Each a Gorgon's head, which, seized right,
Could stun us to stone.

Yet they are ours. We mad them.
See here, where the cleats of linemen
have roughened a second bark
Onto the bald trunk. And these spikes
Have been driven sideways at intervals handy for human legs.
The Nature of our construction is in every way
A better fit than the Nature it displaces.
What other tree can you climb where the birds' twitter,
Unscrambled, is English? True, their thin shade is negligible,
But then again there is not that tragic autumnal
Casting-off of leaves to outface annually.
These giants are more constant than evergreens
By being never green.

This was the most comfortable outfit I've ever put together. Mom pants and loose crop tops combined achieves the perfect equilibrium of style and comfort

Do you see? Do you see!!??

This past weekend Daniel and I took a day trip down to Seattle for two purposes: 1) to have dinner at the most amazing Italian restaurant ever called Bizarro and 2) to visit the Experience Music Museum. In general the exhibits were pretty cool but wasn't exceptionally great. I was, however, extremely trilled and impressed by the grunge and punk section.

Pillar of guitars. What a waste of perfectly playable instruments.

Ah, the elusive grunge aesthetic; ironically fashionable, kind of like the modern day hipster trend. Except that the latter thrives on being ironically and poorly dressed and that the former just really didn't give a shit about clothes. At least they say.

An epic shot of Mudhoney --- one of the leading pioneers of grunge

The Nirvana display... "fucking amazing" is all I have to say

Those are Kurt Cobain's guitar and Kris Novoselic's bass. It's hard to tell in this picture but both instruments are totally trashed from they playing like maniac's back in the day.

"We want revolution, GIRL STYLE NOW!!!!"
My second favorite part of the museum is all the displays of The Supremes stage costumes they wore back in the days. Just look at these dresses, they're ridiculously fabulous!

Sorry about the slide show post but I've just been so exhausted looking for a job I'm a little uninspired to write. But don't worry, once this is over I'll again be sharing my thoughts with you all.

"You're not your job"

I've been unemployed for over a year now and have been living off my student loan ever since I left my previous job. Regardless of being constantly broke, being jobless had never really bothered me until recently. As I've mentioned in the past, I graduate at the end June and as that day draws near, I am slowly feeling the pressure of one day becoming completely idle. This discomfort, I think, originates not only from the fact that I am about to lose my identity as a student but also facing the inevitable reality that I am about to become a "contributing member of the society". And as far as I'm concerned (and many less than "pro-social" cultural theorists), the "society" is nothing more than a spectacle of false representations , consumerism and alienation. Perhaps the most scary part of it all is that the loss of my student identity (which I value so much over any other alter egos) is ultimately going to be filled in by another persona when I enter into the work force. So unless I truly enjoy my future job and feel like I am at least in some ways making the world a better place, my identity is going to be completely meaningless to me if I just settle for anything just so I can make ends meet. I guess that's why so many people are unhappy with their jobs because the pressure of the society and all the financial responsibilities make it nearly impossible to make time and seek out alternative opportunities they might be passionate about. And this not only dampens people's hopes , it also creates a vicious cycle because they slowly become detached with their desires which in turn causes detachment from their true potentials and further exacerbate the confusion and reluctance to seek improvement. I refuse to become full of contempt for my job and eventually my life because I truly and honestly believe that people's lives and their true selves shouldn't be defined by their jobs. Instead, what they do (in this case, it could be a job) should define their lives and reflect who they really are. As a part of the human race and all of its glory, I think the world is meant to be better than this and we have yet actualized ourselves. I say fuck the social norms and what society has to offer, we are better than this! I am better than this. So until I find a line of work where I can proudly say I was a part of, I'm not going to settle for just anything because that's what the society deems necessary. I'd much rather be poor and happy, than surviving and joyless.

You can really get a feel of just how poor I am with those holey tights. Kidding, I made those on purpose. Ironic much?

This is the best feline shirt ever because it has every single possible majors species on there AND they're on both front and back so you get double the "cat-action". Mreowwwwww...