Cool Architecture + Ecomania Wednesday, May 28 2008 

Musings oneita 3:34 am

Lately I’ve been really into architecture, especially stuff with big windows and open floor plans. I’ve always thought it would be freaking expensive, but I’ve seen all sorts of cool eco-conscious houses, like the ones made out of tires in New Mexico, or my new loves- houses made out of recycled cargo containers. Crazy, right?

My personal opinion doesn’t amount to much, but I think it would be awesome to design one of those houses and, obviously, use it. In fact, I love this new green fad. As a lifelong tree hugger and vegetarian I naturally get upset when I start talking about eco stuff and people look at me like I’m just jumping on the bandwagon, but other than that minor annoyance I love this whole mentality. Now if only all those oil magnates would become fashionable…..

 

I’m Not Humorous Thursday, May 15 2008 

Musings oneita 1:58 am

As the title suggests, I shall be chatting today about why exactly I’m just not funny. Actually, it won’t be why, but rather, how depressing it is. Really, it is very disheartening to know that people are just counting down the seconds until you are out of their sight. It’s depressing to know that my friends probably don’t really know what I look like, too busy are they scanning the horizon for some newer, more interesting person. I think that in essence it is nothing more than a genetic failing, but it certainly feels like a personal failing. Actually, to add insult to injury it seems that it is in fact both- basically, you’re screwed no matter what. I can’t tell you how amazing it would be to be the sort of person people flock to, the sort of person who has people hanging on their every word. Yet, I know that this can never be. My tongue will never spin wondrous tales nor say something witty and relevant; it is far more likely to stumble around and trip over itself like the floppy wet apparatus it is.

Maybe though, this is all just something in the mind. Maybe this lack of self esteem can be remedied by being confident, by striking out with the knowledge that I am loved. Yet I am crippled by cowardice, which cripples my humor, and in turn leads me to be waved aside like so many fumbling conversationalists. Humor, it seems, shall never be a part of me, however much I yearn for it to be so.

 

Concious in a Lonely World Friday, May 9 2008 

Uncategorized oneita 2:17 am

I suppose, for formalities sake, I should start off with a thoughtful explanation of why exactly I’m writing a blog. Sadly, although I do have an explanation, it’s not very thoughtful. It was a simple decision decided on the spur of the moment, so….here I am.

That boring prologue aside, I’ll plunge straight into the murky world of myself. I am an artist, but a bad one. I am a lover of culture, yet I myself have little. I am a writer, yet I am nothing compared to so many talented others. I love to travel, but I have so many insecurities and petty fears that going on an airplane makes my heart thump. I love our great and diverse world, yet I hate the horrors within it.

Simple, unoriginal, right?