Great Lovers Day/Reconciliation Day
2004-04-02 @ 11:02 p.m.

I'm irritated. Earlier at Kinokuniya, I saw The Da Vinci Code with a way nicer cover, selling for about the same price as my cheap paperback from Popular. The cover looked damn classy, even though it was a paperback. Not like my cheapskate edition. Incidentally, it's been 50 years since Lord Of The Flies was published! The 50th anniversary edition looks damn nice, so someone buy it for my birthday, okay? I don't share Chernise's weakness for books with nice covers, but I think a good cover does help to sway a potential buyer's decision. That happens to me with CDs, like how I bought Illumination because the cover was beautiful. I think I should start posting lists of things I want for my birthday, then you can all go and get me something. Me, me, me. Aren't I being a selfish brat today? Forgive me. I swear it's just the boredom of school getting to me...

It's strange how people can see the same thing in such different lights. Yesterday after PE, some of the guys were having this discussion over a rather innocuous issue - there are beautiful and ugly people in this world. It's all very well and good to claim that everyone looks fine, but the reality just shows that to be a hopelessly naïve and simplistic point of view. It wasn't a debate for God's sake, and we weren't trying to humiliate anyone. Commonality of meaning is essential for communication, and if we seemed like we were fussing over semantics, tough. That's just the way the cookie crumbles. How can you begin to discuss an issue when there isn't a fundamental appreciation for the way in which the language that'll be used to communicate it can be manipulated? Besides, since it couldn't have been a debate, because everyone was speaking at the same time. Life is rife with competition, and he who sits out, loses. Like it or not, you can't just walk away from it all. Competition doesn't necessarily have to be degrading. The way I see it, we're all merely competing voices, clamouring to be heard before we die. Still, most of us did walk away just fine at the end, no harm done. Was it too hard to do? I'll be damned if there was anything remotely funny in the whole course of the conversation that could have kept things light-hearted...