Tuesday, July 12th, 2005
I wonder how it’s possible for anyone to be absolutely sure about their emotions.
Sure, you can be absolutely sure of being happy about aceing a difficult test you’ve studied hard for but isn’t it possible that several years afterwards, your happiness with that particular incident will fade away? I think so… because I’m sure I was ecstatic about doing well on tests and papers back in middle/high school but I can’t seem to remember all of them.
In complete contrast, I remember being angry for doing horribly on many tests in college but I can’t seem to remember most of them even though I started college merely four years ago.
Here’s another spin: emotions are relative to every case. For example, if you received an 85 on an exam, how happy are you? Compare that simulated happiness with the happiness you might experience after hearing that 85 was the highest grade. Did it vary or was the happiness about the same? What if you got a 100? Wouldn’t you be happier with the 100 than the 85?
Again, let’s say you got a 65 on an exam. You would be angry at yourself for not doing better but what if a friend of yours got the same grade or the average on the exam was a 60? Wouldn’t you be less angry at yourself? What if you got a 40, would you be even more angry?
Now, you might ask: “happiness and anger is the ‘black and white’ of emotions.” As in, you’re either happy or you’re angry and there is no way someone can mistaken happiness for anger and vice versa. So what about other emotions like sadness and love? How can such complicated emotions be flaunted as if there is an absolute certainty for them?
I guess I’m just trying to state that complex emotional certainties are very difficult to come by. From the standpoint of having (or at least attempted to) consoled enough number of close friends, I know enough to realize that it’s something that can easily influence you for various reasons. It pains me to see someone think/say that they are absolutely positively certain of an emotion that no one is meant to be sure about; when this happens, red flags always goes up for me.
Of course, you might think (and I can admit to the fact) that I don’t have much personal experience with the most complicated of emotions but this is probably because I fear it. Emotions are scary things. Emotions control you. Fight or flight? No, you can’t fight it thinking you can win because you can’t. You can’t run away from it forever because you’ll have to face it sooner or later.
The only real thing you can do is to dutifully respect it. That is all I can hope to ask for.
I admit that some of the examples I listed above are completely random and useless but I guess that’s another point, emotions can’t be exemplified. They can’t be taught. Every emotional justification is as honest and factual as a random variable without normalization.
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Monday, July 11th, 2005
And some more memorable Scrubs quotes…
Lady, people aren’t chocolates. D’you know what they are, mostly? Bastards. Bastard-coated bastards with a bastard filling. But I don’t find them half as annoying as I find naive bubble-headed optimists who walk around vomiting sunshine.
- Dr. Cox to Molly in Scrubs
And, another…
Newbie, the only way you could be less productive right now is if you were in fact the wall in which you were leaning against. Of course, then you’d be providing some jackass with a wall in which to lean against to reflect on what a jackass he truly is. I- know, here it’s a conundrum but don’t you worry about it. I’ll tackle that one right upstairs. In the meatime, you could at least pretend to be doing some work and right about now, even though you don’t have your basket… aw- it’s just a terrific time for you to skip away, Shirley. Skip away. Skip away. Go on, skip away. Skip skip skip to my loo, woo-hoo!
- Dr. Cox to JD in Scrubs
And, another…
Listen up there, Molly Menopause. I need you to quiet the hell down, you’re scaring everyone in the hospital. I mean, my god, they’re delivering a baby upstairs and the poor kid is using the umbilical cord to crawl the hell back in!
- Dr. Cox to Patient in Scrubs
Again, the writer(s) for Dr. Cox’s character == Dry Humor Comic genius.
There are plenty more where those came from so enjoy! 
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Sunday, July 10th, 2005
Books >> Textbooks.
I do not have a single clue what the deal is with textbooks; all textbooks I’ve held in my hand tend to over-complicate matters to the point of being absolutely intellectually fussy. I’m just referring to all the textbooks I was forced to buy high and sell low for; every single textbook made perhaps-interesting subjects into hazardous objects of boredom. It certainly does not help that most of the textbooks that my professors require are usually written by other PhDs who all seem to love their own personal style and diction when it comes down to writing a textbook. I can never seem to read one sentence without having run into the period at the end to think: “What in the world is this person trying to tell me?”
On the other hand, I love a good technical book I can buy for less than $49.99 minus tax, at my local regular bookstore. Now, those authors, they get to the point and they get to the point well. If I wanted to read about “How to do something” then all I have to do is flip through the Chapter X titled “Something” and start reading from the first paragraph to the last. In a textbook, I would probably be able to find a Chapter XX on page 689 entitled “Profoundly Abstract Something.” Then, I’d have to search for the first paragraph that actually explains what I wanted to find out since the first few pages will have some intellectual rant about the subject and how the reader should be aware of major assumptions that the chapter makes in order to explain the subject.
In reality, in all the technical writing classes that I was/am forced to take as a Computer Engineering major (about five total), our technical writing advisors always reminds us that simplicity is key. Well, I have to wonder where in time this advice turns from useful to something so petty that the high intellects of our society ignore it completely. Don’t they know that their work is being read by students? If not, then what is the deal with those problems at the end of every section and chapter? If so, then why write it as if it were to be read as a substitute to Unisom thirty-something minutes before you need to call it a night?
On a side note… personally, I think that the egos of upper-echelon intellects have fed themselves long enough. Unless you are Einstein, Newton, or any one of the intellectuals from earlier centuries, conceit should be bottled by a cork of modesty and stowed away in the cellar until maturity hits.
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Thursday, July 7th, 2005
July 7th, 2005.
A prayer for those afflicted by the London bombings earlier today and to all the others who seek the day when freedom will prevail over fear all around the globe.
And another prayer for those who oppress so that they may at some point, be able to understand and nurture the idea of liberty.
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