All about my life, my random thoughts, and anything else that may happen. Life filtered by yours truly.
02 September 2009
Because I haven't posted in a while...
05 August 2009
Nutrition and Exercise
21 July 2009
Adulthood in America
Adulthood is generally something that is marked by a specific rite in mot cultures. To pass from childhood to adulthood, a person must accomplish a certain goal and become a "productive member of society."
Childhood is the first stage. Self-centeredness is the key thing to note here. Children are notorious for only caring about themselves. Some "adults" inflicted with this same desire.
Adolescence shows signs of change. This is a transition period, and some don't make it out. People here care about others, and try to care for themselves. For some reason or another, this just can't happen. Adolescents understand responsibility to an extent, but cannot implement this idea in their lives. Many cultures don't have this stage as something official. It can be considered as a "beginner adult."
In American culture, I believe this something that not everyone has to go through, as I hope to outline below. There are several different paths to adulthood, but the outcome is the same. Responsibility. Each path converges and the outcome is the ability to care for yourself and make responsible choices.
One way is taking care of yourself in all manners. In our culture, it is incredible how much time and resources it takes to raise a child. Some people still rely on their parents through the rest of their lives. For good or bad, these people are not truly "adults." They still rely on others to take care of them financially. For some, this can take well over the 18 years that makes us adults. For others, this happens at a much younger age, anywhere between 14-16.
Those who were raised in a middle-class background, know luxury, and they are accustomed to having it. In order to live that sort of lifestyle, it takes longer to "mature." Those who are from a poorer family tend not to have luxury and do not need it. Instead they can "mature" faster and become adult sooner as they do not require as much income to support themselves. The wealthiest of people typically inherit and don't reach adulthood; if they do the parent dies, and they are forced to run the business to continue their lifestyle, or they set out on there own. They don't usually have to become adults.
American life is very complicated. There are a few paths to becoming adults, and the one above I believe does happen the most. As an American, it can be possible to choose to not become an adult. Adulthood is mostly about mindset. You have to become responsible for your actions and doing so financially is way most do.
Having children opens the door to the choice of becoming an adult. For some it works, and for others it does not. Adult choose to care for the child and its well-being. Another "child" would not. Responsibility is key.
Disease and death are more tragic markers of adulthood, but they can transition a person from childhood to adulthood. Cancer and HIV/AIDS are two very powerful transition keys, but like other can be ignored (or not acted upon). The death of those closest to you can certainly trigger change, but not necessarily. These are marked by a choice to overcome and maintain responsibility for oneself.
This burden of responsibility does not negate fun. Adults can have fun as children can have fun. It may not take the same form, but it can be had nonetheless. Of course adult behavior tends to be more subdued and less rambunctious, but what must be understood is that adults choose to have fun in a manner that doesn't not cause harm or distress to others. Social gatherings are perhaps the most prevalent of adult fun.
Sometimes, adults do grow further and become overly responsible and forget to indulge in the self. Those who do so are denying themselves the pleasures that are rightfully theirs. Adults that do this can "regress," and it would be beneficial to do so.
16 July 2009
Good News!
Well, I hope you all have a wonderful day!
13 July 2009
Something Needs To Change
The last few weeks or so have been pretty tough for me. I've been without a job for almost a whole year, but I've only been actively looking for two months. This is the longest I've ever looked for a job, and it has me kinda scared. Before, when I wanted one, I just had to go apply to a couple place at most, and I'd get hired within a week or so. I've applied to perhaps 20 jobs high and low, and haven't heard a peep from anyone or anything, except a promised call from Satellite. It's the most "buzz" I've gotten.
I wouldn't be so worried, but I have bills that have to get paid, and I just don't have any money. I am very thankful that I'll be getting my deposit back from my old place almost in full, but that leaves me with barely enough for rent and utilities, with not much left for food. I'm not in a huge bind, because I think I can get help from my father's family if I need it, I just don't know for sure. I'm not being lazy, there really isn't a lot that is possible for me (with no car, and a bus system that needs an overhaul). I really will be in a tight bind in about three to four weeks if not sooner. Send some good thoughts my way, and I'll keep trying: it's all I can do.
29 June 2009
Think Less, Imagine More
21 May 2009
Bachelor's Graduation
Well, it's official! Or as close as it's going to get (still waiting for one more grade to be posted).
I've graduated with a Bachelor's Degree in English.
My graduate and ceremony were last Saturday, but I've had family in town, and I've been busy trying to order my life together. I realize I have posted a lot in the last year or so, and I can't say for certain why that is. I recently looked back through a few of my early diary entries (personal ones) and that got me thinking about blogging. I really miss all of you guys, and the great discussions we've had. I apologize for disappearing as it were. If you're interested you can follow me on twitter: http://twitter.com/snowppl
I took a look today through my blogs, and I've noticed a change in my writing. If you've been a blog reader of mine since the beginning, you'll notice that at first they were journal entries, private moments spelt out on the 'interwebz.' Then I changed my style to tell a story (with as many typos as possible!), and a few other interactive blogs. I then switched back to a more journal-type blog experience. I hope to use both in the future. Today's blog features a personal diary feel.
In reading my past diary entries, I regret not writing down more, even if it was just boring everyday activities. They really tell of how life was (even if they aren't interesting). There is going to be a huge chuck of life missing from printed material, but hopefully, in my mind, I will still have these memories (or maybe I should give in to my writer's soul and write as much as I can down!). Life is sometimes best lived, and then reflected upon. I hope I never forget the people and the memories of my time at the University of New Mexico.
I felt that now is the time to reflect on where I have been, to better judge where I wish to go. I have grown tremendously over the last 2 years that I've been here in New Mexico. I've changed for the better, and I've changed for the worse. I feel like I've lost a part of me, my youth and exuberance, but I've gained knowledge and insight (I know I'm still young, but a lot can change in a short amount of time). I think I've become a much more stable person, more in tune with what is going on around. I've had good times, and I've had bad times.
There is one person I'd really like to thank, that I know will never hear the words pass from my lips. I'll never forget what you'd said to me when I told you I had no idea what to do with my life; you gave me courage, vision, and a gentle shove in the right direction. Thanks, Sean.
Other special MySpace thanks: Lael- rough, but you tell me what I need to hear; Marge- always there for a smile and I know I can count on you, even if we don't talk much; Becca- you are always a beacon of light and truth, and you make me feel beautiful and special; Michael- you've been ever encouraging; and a heartfelt thanks to everyone in my life, I couldn't have done it without you.