“Pneumonoultramicroscopicsilicovolcanoconiosis: A facetious word alleged to mean ‘a lung disease caused by the inhalation of very fine silica dust’ but occurring chiefly as an instance of a very long word.”
—Online Etymology Dictionary
January 2011
I Have Found THE PURPOSE OF LIFE.
Or my purpose. In life. Sort of. Well. Yeah, whatever. WORDS CANNOT DESCRIBE ITS MAGNITUDE. You need numbers. Magnitude of a vector = sqrt((u1 - v1)2 + (u2 - v2)2)
You know what this means? Someone, who will go unnamed, needs more sleep. And more health. But in exchange for less sleep/less health, I get more LIFE EXPERIENCES. Meaning I sit in front of the computer doing homework.
Anyways, on to what any sane person is actually reading through all that garbled brain-poop for.
Required reading was, up until recently, A Tale of Two Cities by Charles Dickens, so I guess if you’re one of those people who just hasn’t read it in the past 250+ years since it’s been written, there are a bunch of spoilers coming up.
Carton totally discovered the purpose of life. Not the meaning. I guess the meaning is different for everyone. But from my perspective, the purpose of life is to be remembered, leave a legacy, or however poetically you want to say it. Quite concise. I probably figured this out before, then just gave up on remembering it.
If you think about it, this idea is prooobably going to lead to a lot of grief on the practitioner’s part. If you’re always thinking about how people are going to remember you, you spend so much time worrying about it that you don’t do anything worth remembering.
On another note, do very smart people wish they weren’t very smart? Is intelligence one of those cursed blessings?
Enough with the deep stuff, on to more superficial matters.
Been noticing lately, I spend more time figuring out what to wear. In middle school, it took about twenty seconds. Now, it takes five to ten minutes. WHAT IS THIS MADNESS. Am I really and truly becoming feminine? I hope not. Then again, there are so many benefits to looking nice, such as:
- Teachers like you more because they decide you care.
- People in general think you’re not as much of a freak as you really are.
- For some, it does wonders on the self-esteem front.
Then again, there are also downsides….
- Danger of becoming self-obsessed (like me, using Tumblr.)
- Loss of greatly treasured sleep.
- Loss of sleep can weaken the immune system, leading to sickness, which in turn, undoes all efforts at beauty.
Now, it is time to turn away from technology and retreat into the primitive means educators use to enrich the young minds of the next generation.
Writing brain-poop is really a good way to purge your system. Tumblr must be like Activia for the intellect. Or prune juice.
