What is Love?

This will sound a bit counterintuitive at first.

Love is when ones want for someone overcomes ones need for someone.

Neediness comes from desperation.  Desperation comes from scarcity.  Scarcity comes from lack of self confidence.

If you are hungry and have been starving, you will jump at the first thing that is edible; at that point, you need food.  However, if you are full, you will choose what food to eat, if there is food present.  Perhaps you really like the peanut butter praline, so you choose to have that.  But you had a choice- you could have not eaten it, or you could have waited and gotten yourself something else later.

Similarly, if you are desperate for a relationship, you will settle for whomever comes your way first;  you will confuse that neediness for love.  But, if you have the mindset that you are well liked and have a choice of whom you want to date, you will choose whom you think is best for you.

Of course, just saying that you are well liked but not believing it does not work.  You have to actually believe it, be confident, and be active in shaping your life.  Believe that you have the ability to make any person extremely happy and fortunate, and that people have to win you over, not the other way around.  Until you are confident in yourself, you will not be able to figure out what you want, and , therefore, you will be unable to attract people, leading you to be needy and confused.

Remember, I don’t know is never a good answer when dealing with relationships.

Spreading Yourself (Not Literally)

There is that saying that happiness / smiling is contagious. And it’s true. If you have not noticed it already in your own life, there are articles about that.

However, how often do we think about or care that the opposite is also true? When we are sad, we can bring down those with whom we directly associate. We can also bring down those with whom those associates associate. When we are sad, it may seem like not much else really matters except for what is making us sad. My belief is that we should learn to pull ourselves back when we are sad and look at ourselves from…well, the outside. So, instead of being sad and looking at the world through your sad eyes, be the world at look at your sad self. You might find that not everything is as big of a deal as it seems; in fact, it usually is not. Realize, also, how you are also hurting others, either consciously or unconsciously, because of your biased emotions. Remember who cares about you and try not to mistreat them.

Another important thing to mention is that your world — that is, your perception of the word, is based on…well, yourself. If you are a happy person, the world seems to filled with more happy things. Similarly, if you are a liar and always lie, the world will lie back at you; your life will be full of lies. And so on; it is a combination of perception, attention to details, archetyping, bias, and maybe some other factors.

Also related, on a more specific note, is how you dislike someone: there is something about them that you see in yourself that you do not like. In other words, it is totally your fault that you dislike someone. Even if this someone hurts you; you dislike the fact that you let that person exploit your weakness. In other words, you would not have gotten hurt if you had not let them hurt you. And you should not have gotten hurt – why should you let someone hurt you? Well, we will get to that later.

Thunderstorms and Omegle

Over the past few days, I’ve been so AMAZINGly lonely, so I’ve been talking to strangers on Omegle again. Here a few highlights.

Typical me
You’re now chatting with a random stranger. Say hi!
You: Hi
Stranger: hi
Stranger: please be a normal person
You: What’s normal?
Stranger: i dont know go look it up in a dictionary
You: conforming with or constituting a norm or standard or level or type or social norm; not abnormal; “serve wine at normal room temperature”; “normal diplomatic relations”; “normal working hours”; “normal word order”; “normal curiosity”; “the normal course of events”
You: So
You: Do you want normal for Omegle
You: Normal for
You: My city
You: Normal for
You: The South
You: WHat do you want?
Stranger: the social norm
You: Of Omegle/
You: ?
Stranger: no
Stranger: that would make you a weirdo
Stranger: im done
Stranger: I cant stand this tonight
You: If everyone on Omegle is being weird, doesn’t that make them all normal to each other
Stranger: no
Stranger: I hate you
You: When you dislike others, it’s because you see something in them that you don’t like that is a part of yourself
Stranger: why can’t there just be some normal guys to talk too…
You: I don’t know what your definition of normal is
Stranger: nah pretty sure I can dislike without having the trait
Stranger: bye
Stranger: hate you a lot
You: Haha.
You: That’s unfortunate.
Your conversational partner has disconnected.

Puns!
You’re now chatting with a random stranger. Say hi!
You: Hi
Stranger: I AM A WALKING PENIS
Stranger: IT HURTS TO LIVE
Stranger: KILL ME NOW
You: You should go hang yourself
Stranger: OKAY
Your conversational partner has disconnected.

You’re now chatting with a random stranger. Say hi!
You: Hi
Stranger: hi im a boy looking for a couger
You: http://www.shorey.net/Auto/American/Ford/1964%20Ford%20Cougar%20II%20Concept%20Car%20Side.jpg
Stranger: huh
Your conversational partner has disconnected.

You’re now chatting with a random stranger. Say hi!
Stranger: so whats your reason for not sleeping
You: can’t sleep
You: and you?
Stranger: bored
Stranger: same
Stranger: were ya from??
You: US
You: Maryland
You: YOu?
Stranger: florida
Stranger: it sucks balls
Stranger: hows maryland
Stranger: >>
Stranger: ??
You: Well
You: We got 2 thunderstorms today
You: It’s still humid though
You: And not any cooler
You: What’s wrong with Florida?
Stranger: nothing to do
Stranger: sad but true
Stranger: what r u btw??
You: Amphibious
You: you?
Your conversational partner has disconnected.

Because that’s about the only story I remember from high school.
You’re now chatting with a random stranger. Say hi!
Stranger: Tell me a story.
You: Hi
You: Hm
Stranger: It better be fucking good
You: So a bunch of kids and I were stuck on an island by ourselves once. We decided that we had to survive on our own, so we organized a democratic system to look out fo each other. Unfortunately, some people got power hungry, and we split into two factions. Then they started seeing ghosts and doing fire rituals, and before you know it, they pushed me off a cliff, and now I’m dead.
You: But eventually all the kids got rescued by grown ups
Stranger: LOTF much?
Stranger: Hi Pig
You: Totally
You: Hi
You: I’m glad you understood it
Stranger: Fucking fat shit, lose some weight and do some fucking work, then people won’t kill you.
You: Too late for that now
Your conversational partner has disconnected.

He forgot that he’s only talking to one person.
You’re now chatting with a random stranger. Say hi!
Stranger: Hey, any ladies out there???!!!!
You: hi
You: There are certainly ladies out there.
Your conversational partner has disconnected.

You’re now chatting with a random stranger. Say hi!
You: Hi
Stranger: emo whore?
You: You mean cows?
Stranger: asl
You: 19 m us
Your conversational partner has disconnected.

You’re now chatting with a random stranger. Say hi!
You: Hi
Stranger: Hey, 22 M, ask me any 10 questions you want and I promise to answer truthfully.
You: doughnuts? hungry? what time is it? what’s my favorite color? why is the sky not blue today? giraffes?! Do you like dolphins? is this question 8? hungry? write me a haiku?
Stranger: awesome. no just ate. 11PM. Red. because its night. Awesome. Who doesnt? yes it is. no. poems are gay
You: Sweet
You: Thanks for that. I’m going to bed now
You have disconnected.

You’re now chatting with a random stranger. Say hi!
You: Hi
Stranger: hi
Stranger: im 15,
Stranger: how old are you ?
Stranger: 3
Stranger: 2
Stranger: 1
Stranger: 0
You: -`
You: -1
You: -2
You: -3
Your conversational partner has disconnected.

I am annoying.
You’re now chatting with a random stranger. Say hi!
Stranger: I’m below 20 years of age, Male, and i live in the USA.
You: Hi
You: You also copied and pasted that for your introduction.
You: Lame.
Stranger: in not gonna type that shit every time
Stranger: so no shit i coppied and pasted it
You: Because everyone loves getting a generic greeting that you give to everyone.
You: Without even typing.
Stranger: yeah well im sick of people saaying asl and having to reply every time and normaly when i say that it gets rid of the other gys
Stranger: *guys
Stranger: i would rather talk to women
You: So say you happen to come across a lady. Wouldn’t it make her feel better to not give her such a generic greeting.
Stranger: idk im not a female
Stranger: r u a lady?
You: Everyone likes a specialized greeting. Or at least know that you show enough interest
Stranger: ok
Stranger: well i dont like talking to guys
Stranger: so? asl?
You: I assure you girls don’t like talking to you either.
Stranger: r u gonna ignore my question?
You: Probably
Stranger: y?
You: Are you 15?
Stranger: im 17
You: Man, you talk like you’re 12.
You: You should work on that.
You: Girls might like that
Stranger: well y the fuck does it mater how i talk?
You: You’re saying it doesn’t matter if it seems like you can or cannot hold an intelligent conversation?
Stranger: no to me it doesnt cuz im tired and i dont care it i dont seem smart
You: You don’t seem to care about anything about yourself. Why would girls want to talk to you? Why would anyone want to talk to you?
Stranger: dont ask me
Stranger: y r u talking to me still?
You: Haha. Because you don’t like talking to guys.
You: But this is what I’m saying. You can barely hold a conversation.
Your conversational partner has disconnected.

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You: I just got ASCII Rick Rolled
Stranger:
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Your conversational partner has disconnected.

Emotional Detachment

The practical application of emotional detachment does not mean being unattached to ones emotions / having no emotions to certain situations; it is, in fact, the complete opposite.

It is having control of your emotions, as opposed to letting your emotions control you.

More specifically, it could mean having control of your interests, as opposed to having your interests control you.

Do not give that which hurts you the acknowledgement that said subject has that effect over you.

Vlog #1

Letting Go, Moving On

This is in light of the recent breakups, including those that happened to some close friends of mine.

There are different levels of “letting go.” Some people don’t actually realize that and think it means to totally forget about what happened and move on to a “new life” which ends up being not so new because they just make all the same mistakes again.

The first level of letting go is literally letting go – letting that person pursue what he/she thinks is best for their happiness. Accepting, even if you disagree with what it is, that he/she has found something else seems to be worth more than everything you two have been through and will go through in the future if you two were to stay together. Certainly, his/her happiness is what matters the most, right?

The second level is letting go of the memories. Memories are attached to certain experiences, places, smells, items, etc. Where ever you go, you will be reminded of that person because you are able to link everything to a certain memory of you two. As John Paul said, “The only memories I have of [home] is with [her].” Letting go does not mean forgetting, though. It means not dwelling on the fact that they will not happen again. It means going to that special place that you two shared and being thankful for the good times and not saddened by what is past. It means letting go of the emotional link to the memory so that you can think about it clearly.

Personally, this was something that I did not expect to be a problem, but it turned out to be. After a while, it was not too bad in New Orleans as there were few places that triggered memories; it was mostly watching other couples that triggered memories. When I got home, I had these really strange feelings as I walked into my room. I realized later that it was the smell of my room and the weather here to which I was reacting because of the strong connection between those two and many events that happened in the past. So here starts another challenge where I must let go of the emotional link I have that is between the smell of my room and this awfully cold 60 degree weather, and the memories associated with them. Needless to say, I was quite ready to go back to New Orleans already.

The third level is being able to objectively look at what happened and learn from it. There will be many “in hindsight” moments, where one will be able see many things that were happening that one did not see before. Was he/she being totally faithful? Totally truthful? What desires of his/her now become obvious that one had ignored before? What was happening that seemed to not be a problem at the time but actually contributed a lot to what happened? Many things become clear. In fact, after the breakup, there will be many unanswered questions. One gets more answers from this reflection than from directly asking. Most of her answers will probably revolve around, “I don’t know.” But, if one is able to let go of emotional links and look at the situation clearly, one will find many answers.

As many friends have told me, “You have to convince yourself that she’s not good for you by thinking of all the things that went wrong.” That is quite a difficult task. However, I no longer need to do that; I can now see clearly the facts to why the relationship would not have worked. It all started one day when I told myself, “Kenny, you don’t deserve to be saddened by her shenanigan; Kenny, you deserve better.” When I truly believed that affirmation, many things started becoming clear. I also did use the word “shenanigans” in my original affirmation.

For a while, one might not be ready to let go. In fact, for the longest time, I felt as though it would not be right to move on yet. Simply, after being together for so long, I felt as though there should be a period of grieving. And there should be – it is normal and even desirable to grieve, as it showed me many things: not to take for granted what I have, that girls are inherently illogical, that I spent a lot of time and energy that I will never get back, that very small details have big influences in the future – okay, so I learned mostly negative things from grieving, but truth is truth whether positive or negative. More importantly, though, I paid respects to what was an important period of my life.

So, in a way, the smart never totally moves on; the smart takes everything that has happened into consideration and forges a better future. Simply, the number of questions to which one answers “I don’t know” should lower because now one has a better idea of what one wants. It is also never totally the other person’s fault; something happens because of things that both partners are doing. So, in the end, one hopefully has learned much about oneself, other people, and what one wants in/from other people.

The almost always applicable quote summarizes this long essay which I had intended to be quite shorter:

Insanity is doing the same thing over and over again and expecting different results.

On Lonliness

Up until recently, I never quite understood how people claim to be lonely. It was a feeling that I never quite felt; if I have, it was never to a point that it actually bothered me. My thought process was always, “Well, how could you be lonely? There are so many people in the world, and there are probably so many people around you.”

However, I have come to realize from where this feeling arises. Sure, there are many people in the world, and at Loyola, there is a student population of 5000. The problem is that most people are too busy to care or just do not care. It is not necessary a bad thing; on certain days, the only breaks that I have from the time I wake up are two 1 hour periods where I do not have class or practice. Certainly, caring for oneself is a reasonable priority over caring for other people. So, while there may be many people, not everyone is open to making me feel better at any given point in my life. Also, it is not like I know everyone, as much as I would like to get to know everyone. Lately, I have even had trouble talking to and meeting new people. Probably some self esteem type issues that I will ponder about some at some other time.

The reason why this had never bothered me before, I think, is because I always had a sense of no matter what happened, there would be someone there for me. And, as much as I love my friends, the are different connections made with different people. There is a certain connection that makes one delusion and unaware of many other things happening in life; partly why they say that “ignorance is bliss.”

So, if you have the unavoidable fact that no matter how many people are around you, most of them do not care or have time to care; and that different connections with different people delude you from different facts of life; then a loss of a connection would mean that you become aware of a part of life of which you were not aware before.

(Horray for first semester Philosophy about creating valid arguments.)

It is unfortunate that the first premise is true. I feel like if that were less true, and I have hypotheses for why it is not less true, more people would be happy. One would think that things would be a little better during Lent, but who really does Lent for the reason that they are suppose to anyway?

Darling, You Give Love a Bad Name

Today, we get something special: the last half or so of a conversation between two really good friends on a subject of high complications.  Normally, I wouldn’t post conversations like these, since they are kind of personal (four parties are involved in this one); but I really like this one, and it’s not like anyone reads this blog anyway; so, why not?  And, by request, I cut out a lot of what Shamus said.  You can tell, because there are awkward blank spaces, and I seem to be responding to myself.

Ah
That’s kind of like the polygamous thing I was talking about.
1:13amKenny
If polygamists can sleep with other people, but at the end of the day, they still go back to that one person, then obviously, he’s not with that person just for the sex. There’s obviously something else about that person that he or she is attracted to, since sex, for this person, is just another recreational activity.
1:14amShamus
True
But like I said, for some that is an option, for others, they just don’t want to deal with it
1:15amKenny
Yeah
I almost kind of want to post this conversation on my blog. I just don’t want to get yelled at, but then again, she’s not talking to me anyway.

1:18amKenny
Yeah. I probably won’t do it, but I’d like to save it anyway.
Do you have all of it? Mine seemed to have cut off at some point
1:19amShamus
Yeah, I do
I’ll message it to ya
1:20amKenny
Cool
1:21amKenny
So some said to me, “You’ve been binded in a relationship for three years; it’s time you experience being single again.” which is weird because I never thought of myself as being “binded”
But being single isn’t all bad either
1:21amShamus
It isn’t. You can actually look at people
1:22amKenny
Not feel guilty
And not feel guilty
1:22amShamus
hahahahaha, exactly
Okay, it is sent
1:23amKenny
Horray
Pft. Of course the first thing I would say is, “Yeah, I met another girl.”
1:24amShamus
And even though I know we discussed the whole time deal, you do have more free time
1:24amKenny
Yeah
My nights are freer, and I don’t have to worry about carrying my phone around anymore. She was the only one that ever texted me
1:25amShamus
?
1:26amKenny
At night. I usually don’t go to track practice with my phone. So lately, I’ve been hanging out with the track people after practice, or going straight to dinner.
And I don’t have to worry that she texted me
1:28amShamus
True
I say for now just enjoy the freedom
1:29amKenny
I mean, it’s great, but I also miss the intimacy. It was always nice being close
1:29amShamus
I hear ya there
I really do
I particularly miss the closeness
1:31amKenny
Sometimes you wonder why they feel differently
Why these same things don’t affect them as much
1:31amShamus
indeed

1:33amKenny
It’s like, you think of everything that’s happened, and you have to accept that they’ve found something that’s worth more than all of that
1:34amKenny
And you just can’t help but wonder what happened between the time that you said x and the time that x was false
1:34amShamus

And to what you just wrote, yes, I hear ya

1:36amKenny
Well. Then she’ll realize what she’s lost. And trust me, she lost a lot.
1:37amShamus
Thanks man
1:38amShamus

For god sakes, I BIKED 21 MILES TO SEE HER PERFORM!
1:39amKenny
I know. I don’t know if I could even topped that.
1:40amShamus
It’s just… Ugggh

1:41amKenny
Probably. Unless if she were really mature, she probably kept everything to herself, or was waiting for you to realize it, but when you didn’t, she decided that was it
1:42amShamus
I literally learned from my mistakes.

1:44amShamus

1:45amKenny
That’s just a little inconsiderate.
I mean, a part of me doesn’t even want to get over her so quickly because it seems inconsiderate to just drop eerything so quickly
1:45amShamus
I feel ya there
1:46amKenny
Byy the wy, library’s about to close. I’ll be right back
1:46amShamus
I mean, so much time invested, I totally understand that
All righty
1:48amShamus
I actually really should go to sleep though
1:51amKenny
Yeah, I should too
I knew the urge to go take a walk would lead to a good thing though
1:52amShamus
It did sir. Very much sir. I feel better now that I’ve talked about it more
1:53amKenny
That’s good. I’m still very confused and irritated, but it’s getting better.
1:53amShamus
That does happen man, but with time, and talking, it will get better
And I’ll be here for that talking if ya need me
1:54amKenny
Haha, it’s like in music, where the ending of a song is called the cadence, and a cadence always “resolves.” But it annoys people who know what they’re listening to if you play a cadence but don’t resolve it, or resolve it incorrectly
But yeah, anyway.
I’ll keep you informed
1:55amShamus
No problem dude. Same here
1:55amKenny

Good night
/morning
1:56amShamus
Indeed. You too sir!

Connection Imploded

She has time to talk to my friends now, but she didn’t have time to talk to me before (and didn’t expect to have time now)? Sigh. Anyway.

Omegle conversation log

2010-01-14

You’re now chatting with a random stranger. Say hi!

You: Hi

Stranger: hello.

Stranger: how are you?

You: I’m okay. How are you?

Stranger: im well thankyou.

You: That’s good.

Stranger: so, where are you from?

You: Louisiana, USA.

You: You?

Stranger: Miami, USA

You: Did you do anything interesting today?

Stranger: well not really. played basketball.

Stranger: yourself?

You: Not really. I played in the pep band at a basketball game

Stranger: ohh cool. whats a pep band?

You: Like, you know how at football games, there are marching bands?

Stranger: ohh ofcourse, silly me.

Stranger: what instrument do you play.

You: Tuba

Stranger: ohh so you good at blowing?

You: And fingering.

Stranger: ohh one better, well done.

Stranger: did not expect that.

You:

Stranger: so your female in assuming?

You: Why do you assume that?

Stranger: well the pep band, and the fingering. one could say it fits into place.

You: I don’t see it. Explain.

Stranger: if your female, you would of had umm practice, hence good at fingering.

Stranger: plus you didnt decline being good at blowing, which a male would

You: How old are you?

Stranger: 17

You: Huh. Ookay.

Stranger: so its a miss?

You: How does pep band contribute to being a girl?

Stranger: stop flooring me, little miss difficult

Stranger:

You: No. You are just strange. I fail to see how you are approaching this.

Stranger: how so?

Stranger: fine dont tell me your gender.

Stranger: tell me your name.

You: First you should tell me why being in pep band is, from what it seems, a girly thing.

Stranger: well playing the tuba isnt so femenine. if you were male wouldnt you rather play>

You: Your second sentence isn’t complete.

Stranger: play basketball.

You: Well. First, you didn’t know what a pep band was. Second. I think you’re an idiot.

Stranger: an idiot?

You: An idiot.

Stranger: why.

You: Not only do you type like an idiot, all of your conclusions are…stupid.

Stranger: enlighten mr.

Stranger: me*

You: Well since you didn’t know what a pep band was, you shouldn’t have made any conclusions about that in the first place…but since you did, no; playing in a pep band is not too feminine…second, why do I have to reject that I’m good at blowing? I merely answered your stupid joke with a stupid one of mine. Unless if you were seriously asking that question, which I don’t see why a smart person would. Third. Wouldn’t a guy have more practice “fingering?” Although it could be debatable, that conclusion is offensive to both males and females.

You: Also…why do guys have to play basketball? Girls can play basketball and be really good too…

Stranger: intelligence.

Stranger: no youre definately female.

Stranger: prove me wrong, please.

You: I can’t. I play in a pep band and don’t play basketball. I’m obviously not manly enough.

Stranger: a man doesnt have to be manly.

You: So. What am I?

Stranger: you could be male, no denying that.

Stranger: however i believe your female.

You: Based on what?

Connection imploded.

Yeah. Connections implode when you talk to stupid people, probably. My conclusion was that he was a homophobic 14 year old.

Radio

This is basically how I feel about songs on the radio these days.

Omegle conversation log

2010-01-01

You’re now chatting with a random stranger. Say hi!

You: Hi

Stranger: Sup girl

You: Are you going to start rapping?

Stranger: No babe

You: Still sounds like the beginning of a rap.

Stranger: I luv u

You: Still good

Stranger: Do me please

You: Not uncommon.

You: You should start rhyming though

Stranger: Please

You: Alright. Rhyme “please” with “please.” Good enough for radio these days

You: Now you need a catchy chorus

Stranger: Get in my pants

You: Good start

You: Give me more. Something very vague

Stranger: Jk

Your conversational partner has disconnected.

Quite unfortunate that he disconnected.  We might have had the next big hit if he had continued.