Those of you who are following this link off of fan fiction probably know that I've been writing a story called A Tribute To..., and you've possibly read the first chapter cause that sort of relates to this. If you didn't know that...well, then go read it. Just kidding, but the point of this is that lately I've found myself wondering what 'A Real Man' is. What brought this on? In my English class we just finished reading a book called Things Fall Apart by Chinua Achebe.
The main character, Okonkwo, is struggling with what he believes a real man is. He believes the real man is tough, controlling, aggressive, and powerful. Now, before I go into another spiel about how screwy I think society is, I'm gonna stop myself and steal David Letterman's Top Ten List idea.
Top Ten Things I Believe a Real Man Are:
1. Fiercely Loyal
2. Patriotic
3. Passionate
4. Conspicuous
5. Strong, but not necessarily physically speaking
6. Dynamic
7. A Best Friend
8. Non-Stoic
9. A Protector
10. Present
OK, don't mock me. I had to come up with some good ass adjectives so this wouldn't sound like a 'Perfect Man' top ten. Anyways, I don't want this to just be my opinion. So, I encourage you to leave your own reviews and 'Real Man' top ten.
Ciao!
Friday, May 1, 2009
Sunday, January 25, 2009
Thoughts of Travel
Haha, well, this may seem crazy, but I'm in Costa Rica.
I notice that it's places like this that you truely find yourself. Lately I've been having trouble with that. I just don't seem to know who I am, where I fit in, and who my friends really are. Now that I'm here, I've been given time just to be myself and not worry about what everyone else think. Sometimes I'm able to do this at home. It'll take me about twenty minutes to get into this sort of 'zone' where I space out and think about what makes me, me.
I've also been given time to get away from certain guy problems. I told him I like him and haven't gotten a response. Should I be worried? Maybe. Should I even care? No.
That's all I've got for now because it's...nevermind, it's only 7:49, but I am TIRED!
Ciao,
Autumn
P.S. As always, reviews are encouraged
I notice that it's places like this that you truely find yourself. Lately I've been having trouble with that. I just don't seem to know who I am, where I fit in, and who my friends really are. Now that I'm here, I've been given time just to be myself and not worry about what everyone else think. Sometimes I'm able to do this at home. It'll take me about twenty minutes to get into this sort of 'zone' where I space out and think about what makes me, me.
I've also been given time to get away from certain guy problems. I told him I like him and haven't gotten a response. Should I be worried? Maybe. Should I even care? No.
That's all I've got for now because it's...nevermind, it's only 7:49, but I am TIRED!
Ciao,
Autumn
P.S. As always, reviews are encouraged
Friday, October 31, 2008
One of Life's Questions
I often find myself wondering, "Am I insane, or is everyone else, the ones that society calls 'normal', the insane ones?"
By my beliefs, being normal is overrated. Why be like everyone else, a face in the crowd, just another John or Jane Doe?
Natural selection teaches that the ones that adapt best to the enviroment survive. Is this true? Has mankind really stooped so low as to shun strangers? Not so long ago it was considered rude to turn away a hungry/thristy/homeless man. Now it's considered normal. That homeless man you passed on the way home that asked for food, what did you give him? Why or why not?
That sounds like an exam question. I guess it is, but you don't have to answer it. Just keep ignoring the outsider, stranger, foreigner. Society is xenophobic (get a dictionary). We can't help it.
Why?
By my beliefs, being normal is overrated. Why be like everyone else, a face in the crowd, just another John or Jane Doe?
Natural selection teaches that the ones that adapt best to the enviroment survive. Is this true? Has mankind really stooped so low as to shun strangers? Not so long ago it was considered rude to turn away a hungry/thristy/homeless man. Now it's considered normal. That homeless man you passed on the way home that asked for food, what did you give him? Why or why not?
That sounds like an exam question. I guess it is, but you don't have to answer it. Just keep ignoring the outsider, stranger, foreigner. Society is xenophobic (get a dictionary). We can't help it.
Why?
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