i had to go. i had to sleep. i haven’t even finished emerson’s readings. the guy just has a wide range of vocabulary that i had to look up some of his transcendent words.
For noncomformity of the world whips you with its displeasure.
that was a good verse. i guess i’m going to raise that up in class discussion since it was part of the course outline for that period. i didn’t heed what orwell just said about his writing principles.
never use a foreign phrase, a scientific word or a jargon word if you think of an everyday english equivalent.
i had to think further, beyond rhetoric affinity usurping my primitive eclat with ignorance. there was no other way to learn but to importune the self-yielding principles of better writing. i had to concede myself and yet i still enjoy it. i am learning. and learning and gaining knowledge may take utter pain that chagrins an aficionado.
i just remembered one of my buddies asking me on why i had to leave the city. i chose education more than a nonchalant lifestyle where everything encompasses partying, enjoyment, and a lethe from the real world. i figured there’s something more to life than feeding one’s capricious senses. i crave for wisdom, for higher education, and anything that i could attain so i can give all of these back to society. more prattling…
monday’s over and i’m happy. i’ve learned a lot from today. i’ve considered paranoia and ignorance as the aversion of critical thinking and objectivism. i’d rather adhere to the latter.