kites n sheit

ok so number one, first and foremost, i want my thesis to be something on the pattern of successful students pre and post major media (ie television, radio, magazines)

it seems that the only things that interest anyone living in a non-communist country are media, mainly advertisement. It is the reason why we choose what to do when we do it. advertisement tells you to buy this, go to this, see this, listen to that, watch this, don't do that! a band, product, ANYTHING can become successful with the strategy of advertising (this is ALMOST a guarantee)

so, tying this into our school systems, students are forced to learn material that leadership assumes they should already have an interest for. We assume that the product of math had already been sold to the students to be something they'd want to do.

In order to successfully catch the attention of the majority of the students in any given subject: sell it!. how many times have you heard, "i took this professor one semester and he made me love (insert subject here), now i'm majoring in it!" I've not only heard that from people, but it happened to me.

I just got this awesome job at CSULB where i'm an SI leader. i attend a class with 25 students, then i take them for another hour and a half and teach them how to learn the things they

are learning.. providing them with the skills/knowledge needed to understand the material. fantastic idea!

Not enough students figure out how to already love what you're doing. no motivation! why?? when has it EVER been cool to go to school? I mean really, going to school to be a chemical engineer, or a historian.. BORING..

why? because it's not advertised enough. nobody thinks it's cool because nobody says its cool YET... now i'm not saying to go around putting up advertisements for algebra or english. i'm saying that the root of the problem lies in the teachers. the teachers who are extremely excited about the subject they're teaching usually gets more of a response out of the students. why? because they were SELLING their products. unless the teacher hates their life and is in it for the money, i'm sure most of them have a strong passion for teaching, and as they should! these are the next generation in their hands!

but these teachers need to learn how to sell it. if you live in a capitalist society, you need to base the success of your product on how well it is sold. in order to sell your product, you need that backing of media.

teachers need to be monitored on their techniques on teaching the subject. they need to make sure they're presentation of the given subject is keeping the students' attention.

the rest of the students' life is surrounded by advertisement from the music they listen to, the books they read, the movies they watch, the tv shows they watch, the street they walk on with advertisements for the newest phone, the hottest bar, the sale at the shoe store.

advertisements for clothes, make-up, hairspray...

wait, think about something that ISN'T advertised that still get some sort of success... sidenote: word-of-mouth is still a form of advertising.

i'm still thinking and i cant think of one.

so you get all these kids that are constantly choosing what product they want or dont want, then you bring them into a school setting with mind-numbing boringness on numbers that dont apply to you, words you'll never use, dead guys who you dont care about (this is history, by the way), chemicals you'd be too scared to use anyway. all of these things you DONT want to buy, but you're forced to. that's not the american way! we always, constantly choose what we want or do not want to purchase.

don't give up, there's hope... change the teachers OR change their behavior toward the kids.

as a server at a restaurant, i have been TAUGHT how to sell our products. those who can successfully sell the food keeps their job. the others are not helping the success of the business.

relating this to teachers, teachers need to learn how to be a seller. they need to take their product (education) and sell the shit out of it. if not, nobody's going to care about it

i've had plenty of professors who changed my view of the world just by showing me how passionate he/she was about a subject. then i've had classes i thought i was going to enjoy, and the professor screws it up completely for me.

there is a huge problem there!! that should not be the case... throw out the decaying technique of educating the youth, and replace it with a whole new perception of teaching.

ok tbc (to be continued... it'll catch on)

i gotta do something with my life here!

this is your brain on drugs

i repeat

this is only a dream.. none of this is real... whatever you think is real, is never and has never been real...

the things you see, the places you go, the people you meet... they are all part of a giant dream that you have full control over... even in your DREAM dreams (like the part of sleep right before REM sleep) you can overcome the idea of it being a "dream" and start taking control.. start flying, start laughing, start running!!

so pay attention to the fact that you are left with some important things you CANT change.. like when you were born and when you die... other than suicides (or, arguably, euthanasia.. but even that is somewhat not your choice.. you wouldn't do it if you didnt have to) you really cant choose when you are going to die... decay shows no mercy and it feeds on young bodies who think they're invincible, but end up finding out that they're not. on the terms of when you are born, there is absolutely no choice in that.. there is absolutely no choice as to whether you ARE born or not. this was chosen for you.

so you start off with no choice and you usually end with no choice.. the dirty old man sitting at the corner of Agony and Despair and the richest man in his crisp black suit walking past him with no attention to his sorrows. these men, although choosing different paths in life itself, still have the same fate: death.

congratulations, everyone amounts to death

so in between existing and non-existing.. we have choices.. the only ones we're really capable of. life is not a job.. life is not a task or a chore or a WHATEVER.. life is just taking up that middle time until your time is up...

but so much static has taken over the minds of the miniscule human species and we all think that everything is so important.

our possessions,

our relationships,

our problems,

or finances...

none of this matters.. it's just stuff that we've all made up so living this life is more or less boring.

drop what you're doing and make sure you're doing what you want...

because it's the only thing you should ever be doing... if you want to steal, then go ahead and do it.. you'll have to suffer the consequences.. but that is still your choice. on the other hand, i'm hoping nobody WANTS to steal.. i'm hoping that anyone living the life they choose never would want somebody else's life hindered by their actions.

i guess what i'm trying to say is you only get one chance...

this isnt dress rehearsal...

this is the real thing..

do whatever you want, whenever you want.. and if you're not happy, you better be figuring out why because time is still running really fast, and always against your favor

"how quickly it changes yet

how quickly we forget

that this too shall pass

as quickly as it came."

-from my little green book.

sidenote: most of the people reading this have these choices for the most part... i am also aware and taking into consideration the people who do not have these choices.. who not only had no choice in existing, but also no choice in WHERE they exist. this applies to people in third world countries where genocide, disease and famine are variables that they cannot choose.

two things are taken from their situation: the appreciation of your own life in comparison to theirs, which is always a weird thing because you can seriously start getting depressed and feel guilty that you have such a good life and others dont.. but that is something that can't be fixed with a flip of a switch... so that leads me to the other factor taken... the fact that if you feel guilty enough that you have such an amazing life and others don't, and you WANT to do something about it, then you should... but that is also completely up to you (see how this works??) if appreciating your life is what you want, then just do that.. no pressure.. it's your dream

everything is your choice.. so if you are thinking negatively or feeling down, just know that it is entirely your fault because you're choosing to feel that way... and i mean that even in the darkest of moments.. not saying that the emotion of sadness is a bad thing, but when it's getting in the way of your life, that is your choice...

just something to think about... or not think about... or do, or not do... whatever you want!

BDOML

Know You Know.

perspective, or lack thereof

it's weird meeting people you look up to, only to find that they don't look up to themselves.

nothing is ever as it seems, sedaris taught me that at a young age

i can look at one person and think he/she is amazing and talented and beautiful and way too good to be my friend/be someone's girlfriend/be someone's boyfriend/ whatever. but that person might not think the same about themselves. how does that happen? how do i look at one person from the outside and see AMAZINGNESS, but that person sees shit? even when everyone that surrounds her/him tells her/him otherwise?

or when you meet someone who has so many awesome friends that love them and an amazing family and everything going for them, but you get to know them well enough and realize that they hurt so much inside.. how does that happen?

then i start thinking, who looks at me and thinks i have an amazing life and thinks i'm beautiful, but i'm too caught up in negativity to think the same thing?

i'm not one to think i am ugly or untalented or have nothing going for me, but i think everyone (no matter who you are) goes through that ugly funk of negativity and it acts like a vacuum. then you start thinking about everything bad: ugly nose, bad laugh, not where you want to be career-wise or educationally... and it just goes from there.. negative vacuum

but sometimes all it takes is that one happy thought... to make you fly.... out of negative funk, party of one.....

a lot of times, MOST of the time, there is the problem of low self-esteem, self-doubt... that issue becomes the reason for problems... problems in life, relationships, POLITICS EVEN! if everyone just shut the fuck up about the pity party and just started relaxing and enjoying (ACCEPTING) life for what it is, i think (KNOW) there would be less problems

ok my roomie's home and we're having slumber party girl talk now... duty calls!

BDOML part 34o42342059825 4023942309482

crying and cleaning

i've been crying now for about 30 minutes.. it's not too sad of a cry.. but there is meaning behind it.. the meaning isnt necessarily the issue here so i'm not going to bring it up.. the point is though, why do we cry and then feel better? what makes our body think that crying is the key to fixing the problem? I mean it never really fixes the problem unless you're utilizing your tantrum skills to get what you want.. so why, then, do we cry when we're sad? I'm sitting in my room all by myself crying.. who am i crying for? can't i just be sad, or overwhelmed, or stressed, or whatever it is that i am? i have to be crying? i'm about to start cleaning my room and i guarantee that the whole time i'm cleaning, i'll be crying.. it'll come and go in waves i know it.. what the hell

i just waited for my roommate (sorry brittany) to leave so i can start crying.. what does that mean? i planned to cry... i could keep myself from doing it just long enough for her to get ready for work and leave.. then i turned on the water show and here i am, a crying mess of a person.

i feel like since your body cant physically just explode, it cries instead.. it's the closest thing it could get to exploding, but without all the blood and guts and traumatizing of children on the streets.

ok wine time. drink my sorrows away.. well, that or i drink every night and it just so happens now that i have a night that i'm sad

ALCOHOLIC, PARTY OF ONE.... ALCOHOLIC??... PARTY OF ONE??

still got nothing...

I feel as if i'm lacking the motivation to write nowadays.. I think it had a lot to do with school draining me of all my writing abilities and now all i want to do is catch up on corny movies and sleep in with my kitten and stuff. but i constantly think about writing.. i am constantly writing in my head... monologues. monologues. i wish i could remember ANY of them!

here i am... i still have nothing to write.. haha maybe later then?

but this is way cool

taken from http://ovablastic.blogspot.com/