Got the Madman Started

Currently Reflecting


Writing is often a hard thing to do. How do you even start? Where do you even start? What do you talk about? One of things that I recently heard from a writer is that, writing is kind of like composing music. You have this tune in your head, and--it-- you gotta put down all the right notes, play them to matches what's in your head. Like electrically connecting your mind to the paper that connects to other minds what your originally idea was.

What you compose on paper may never match what your mind envisioned--but that's what makes it all worthwhile--how can you spill out a piece in your mind for a reader or a listener to experience what was once encapsulated in your mind. 

Get the madman started!

Profound:

''At some point critics and writers become parodies of themselves.''

You Reelly Cant B Serious...

|CurrentlyReading: "U Can't Talk to UR Professor Like This: Formal Manners and Titles Aren't Elitist. They Ensure Respect for Everyone" By Molly Worthen

"But she ruefully recalled one young professor who made the mistake of telling the class that he didn’t care if they used his first name. “He didn’t realize how far it would go, and we all thought, this is awkward."

I recently read an article for one of my writing classes. It really drew me in that it discussed how many young people are slowly losing professionalism in addressing their professors and communicating way too casually. Even if a professor insists that you call him by his or her first name,  I still feel an incredible amount of anxiety to do just that. The article painted an interesting perspective to both sides of this trench on formality and professionalism. As a student, I couldn't imagine calling any one of my professors by their first name. On the other hand, the article discussed how some students feel like this is old-fashioned and that it their right to reserve the choice to able to decided whether that professor is worthy of being called one--not solely based on a paper that indicates their credentials. 

"The facile egalitarianism of the first-name basis can impede good teaching and mentoring, but it also presents a more insidious threat. It undermines the message that academic titles are meant to convey: esteem for learning. The central endeavor of higher education is not the pursuit of money or fame but knowledge. 'There needs to be some understanding that degrees mean something,' Professor Jackson-Brown said. 'Otherwise, why are we encouraging them to get an education?'"

You can read the full article here. 

Hideous Things

The two most hideous things in the world is insecurity and jealous. Both start with bad intentions.

Insecurity: 

Jealous:

Stop worrying so much about people. What people eat, what people drink and wear and how you have Like honestly, these people you will never meet again in your life. After these few years of high school or college, you wont see them again. And the nice thing is, if you do see them IT WONT MATTER lol because they will act like they don't know you anyways. Worry about how precious and short-lived your life is here on this earth. And make the most of it by worry about how you look infront of the One who made you. All these insecurities and jealousy problems are stirred by shaytan. Curse him and move on!

It's Been a Long Minute

Its been a long minute yawl. Just checking back seeing how long this blog has been going. I also super embarassed reading through the old posts. Oh goodness! How embarassing. But just wanted to get on here and just give a quick "hey." Well I am doing okay. 

It's Not Okay

It is not okay for you to call any woman in your life, cry baby and tell her she is overly jealous, crazy. It is NOT okay for you to scream at her like a dog. Stop and realize what your doing and why she is crying. You will realize its because of how bad you're treating her. Appreciate what you have and treat her like you promised.

The feeling of hopelessness. I learned today being honest and hopeful has consequences.  Being completely honest with someone who is not open-minded is a bad idea.

You know that feeling, when your heart feels so heavy it feels like its sitting in your stomach and being eaten - And all while, the person you care for so much is not giving a dimes' worth? Yeah, it feels just dandy.