It has just dawned on me that in my last post I forgot to mention one movie that I truly enjoyed. Syriana. This movie is a good biased liberal view of the situation in the Middle East, and yes, I'm completely comfortable with it being biased and no, it doesn't make me love it any less or believe it any less.
This is my pathetic attempt to avoid studying for my General Psychology final that occurs tomorrow at 4:30. This final will determine whether I have a 3.6 or 3.8 GPA, so what is more logical that sitting here, watching Glengarry Glen Ross, and reflecting on a very odd duality that my life has taken on.
The duality of which I speak is this. In one half of my life I am your average 26 year old guy. I meet the same group of friends weekly to drink beer and talk about their work issues, women, sports, movies, and politics. I've worked dead end jobs for 8 years, grinding away at jobs that nobody in their right mind ever wants to have as a career. I'm the guy who wakes up every morning and turns on CNN. I'm the guy who has his radio tuned to NPR in the morning so that he can catch up on the news on his drive in. I'm your average everyday 26 year old guy. But then there is this other guy.
The other me is a college Freshman. I spend the average 26 year old's workday around 18 year old kids. In my English class our final project was to write about an aspect of popular culture that has changed our lives in some manner. One of my classmates wrote about the song "Freak on a Leash" by Korn. Now, overlooking her obvious lack of taste, the disturbing part of this to me was when proofing her paper for her I read the following sentence: "This song, which came out when I was in 6th grade, changed my life."
Fuck me! 6th grade! I was 2 fucking years out of high school when that piece of shit was on the airwaves. 6th fucking grade?!? How the hell am I supposed to identify and connect with these people? In the course of one semester in college I have made, exactly, 4 new friends. Now, I'm not the most likeable guy in the world, but I'm not a social leper either, so 4 new friends in a whole semester seems low to me. But I don't blame myself. I blame society.
You see, society trains us that by the age of 26 we will have made most of the dearest friends that will get us through the rest of our life. It's bullshit, but think of it. We are always told that you make your lifelong friends in college, which, for people who aren't me, consists of the ages 18-22 or so. I missed that boat. So I have come to the conclusion that it is damn near impossible for a 26 year old man to make new friends.
Oh well. At least I've got my cyber friends here, right? And I love each and every one of you for that. So I'm off to study for the Psych test and bide my time for my Thursday night beer session.
This is my pathetic attempt to avoid studying for my General Psychology final that occurs tomorrow at 4:30. This final will determine whether I have a 3.6 or 3.8 GPA, so what is more logical that sitting here, watching Glengarry Glen Ross, and reflecting on a very odd duality that my life has taken on.
The duality of which I speak is this. In one half of my life I am your average 26 year old guy. I meet the same group of friends weekly to drink beer and talk about their work issues, women, sports, movies, and politics. I've worked dead end jobs for 8 years, grinding away at jobs that nobody in their right mind ever wants to have as a career. I'm the guy who wakes up every morning and turns on CNN. I'm the guy who has his radio tuned to NPR in the morning so that he can catch up on the news on his drive in. I'm your average everyday 26 year old guy. But then there is this other guy.
The other me is a college Freshman. I spend the average 26 year old's workday around 18 year old kids. In my English class our final project was to write about an aspect of popular culture that has changed our lives in some manner. One of my classmates wrote about the song "Freak on a Leash" by Korn. Now, overlooking her obvious lack of taste, the disturbing part of this to me was when proofing her paper for her I read the following sentence: "This song, which came out when I was in 6th grade, changed my life."
Fuck me! 6th grade! I was 2 fucking years out of high school when that piece of shit was on the airwaves. 6th fucking grade?!? How the hell am I supposed to identify and connect with these people? In the course of one semester in college I have made, exactly, 4 new friends. Now, I'm not the most likeable guy in the world, but I'm not a social leper either, so 4 new friends in a whole semester seems low to me. But I don't blame myself. I blame society.
You see, society trains us that by the age of 26 we will have made most of the dearest friends that will get us through the rest of our life. It's bullshit, but think of it. We are always told that you make your lifelong friends in college, which, for people who aren't me, consists of the ages 18-22 or so. I missed that boat. So I have come to the conclusion that it is damn near impossible for a 26 year old man to make new friends.
Oh well. At least I've got my cyber friends here, right? And I love each and every one of you for that. So I'm off to study for the Psych test and bide my time for my Thursday night beer session.
Waaay to intense for the little guys, but a great movie. I don't know if it deserves all the critical dick-sucking it's been getting, but I think everyone is just glad to see Peter Jackson not bomb after the amazing LotR trilogy.
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I think it's only natural that you're going to have a bit of disconnect with 19-22 year olds. I'm a few years older than you are (I'm 35), but I can't imagine trying to make many friends in that age range. One or two rare individuals, sure, but by and large I don't care about the kind of crap that kids care about anymore.
Why don't I care? Because I've been there, done that, figured out it was dumb.