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Feb. 6th, 2003 05:29 pmhow cool is that! This has been the best day ever. Not only did I get to measure wolf skulls in Bio, and watch anime tonight, and have a nice 3-day weekend ahead of me, I GOT A PACKAGE TODAY! And this isn't even one of the pity packages of books I get for myself off of Amazon (my daredevil came on Tuesday), it's a SURPRISE package from Mommy! Yaay! This is such unexpected goodness. I figured that since Mom's coming in a month, she's bring whatever (esp. since it costs money to send packages... lots of money). But it's a big package! With See's candy and pistachios. ^0^. ::does rejoicing:: And she has written the sweetest note reminding me that Spring will come soon. ::feels happy and New Year's-ish::
Oh, I had thought of something while walking to Hutch during lunchtime that I want to share: So, this guy in my Soc class (smart, serious, very perceptive, and not bad-looking, either), is apparently in Air Force ROTC, so for some reason he was wearing his uniform today (might tie in to the reason why he wasn't in class on Tuesday), and it looked extremely spiffy. This got me thinking: why are we excited (or am I the only one?) when seeing people in uniform? There is a distinct feeling that it elicits. Is it because despite all our clamoring for individual rights, we subconsciously crave sense the order and the sense of control, the sense of belonging to a larger force/will, that comes with the uniform/army? The military represents so many different things. I wonder what it's like to put on a uniform... and all the rules of behavior that goes with it. Why do we like to act, in general? Cosplay, role-play, fanfiction... Do we get a thrill of being someone else, just for a moment? To explore possible personas that you won't be able to in RL. Is it because we get tired of our own life? Maybe that's why it's so easy to lapse into mindless obedience of customs. Mill was saying how too many people in the world is passive, asking "what is fit for my position?" instead of "what do I want?" And sometimes I feel like that. Am I in college because that's "what you should do", and "what everyone else does" (everyone being the circle of people I know), or do I really sincerely enjoy learning?
Oh, I had thought of something while walking to Hutch during lunchtime that I want to share: So, this guy in my Soc class (smart, serious, very perceptive, and not bad-looking, either), is apparently in Air Force ROTC, so for some reason he was wearing his uniform today (might tie in to the reason why he wasn't in class on Tuesday), and it looked extremely spiffy. This got me thinking: why are we excited (or am I the only one?) when seeing people in uniform? There is a distinct feeling that it elicits. Is it because despite all our clamoring for individual rights, we subconsciously crave sense the order and the sense of control, the sense of belonging to a larger force/will, that comes with the uniform/army? The military represents so many different things. I wonder what it's like to put on a uniform... and all the rules of behavior that goes with it. Why do we like to act, in general? Cosplay, role-play, fanfiction... Do we get a thrill of being someone else, just for a moment? To explore possible personas that you won't be able to in RL. Is it because we get tired of our own life? Maybe that's why it's so easy to lapse into mindless obedience of customs. Mill was saying how too many people in the world is passive, asking "what is fit for my position?" instead of "what do I want?" And sometimes I feel like that. Am I in college because that's "what you should do", and "what everyone else does" (everyone being the circle of people I know), or do I really sincerely enjoy learning?
