Remember that "deny reality" thing? Getting there.
I had a lot to write but I need the proper inspiration.
If I get into the habit of writing here I'll improve myself. I know it.
The College Years
A blog based on my time in college, updated irregularly. Will probably often feature random memories and dreams, too, because why not?
Friday, April 26, 2013
Wednesday, March 20, 2013
3/20
A month away from the best day. Hehe, I jest.
I don't have much to say today. I got things on my mind, but they wont' make it to the blog this time. Anyone got any tips for improving your attention span? To put it lightly, I need to learn to study... :/
Spring break coming up soon. I have mixed feelings mainly because I was supposed to visit my friend but it turned out too expensive. WELL I GUESS MY BACKUP PLAN of smoking weed and watching anime every day will have to do~
Man I'm weird. Sometimes I hate myself for it, but right now, I'm just glad. Because fucking Escaflowne, man. Gonna start that soon.
I don't have much to say today. I got things on my mind, but they wont' make it to the blog this time. Anyone got any tips for improving your attention span? To put it lightly, I need to learn to study... :/
Spring break coming up soon. I have mixed feelings mainly because I was supposed to visit my friend but it turned out too expensive. WELL I GUESS MY BACKUP PLAN of smoking weed and watching anime every day will have to do~
Man I'm weird. Sometimes I hate myself for it, but right now, I'm just glad. Because fucking Escaflowne, man. Gonna start that soon.
Tuesday, March 19, 2013
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xG8xEgxUrN8
I don't really have much to say today so here's a song from my youth. Perhaps one day I'll go into my once-prominent love of anime. Today, it's just a thing I look back on fondly. It's rare I'll watch a new one. Just ones I loved when I was little... or ones my friends manage to get me to watch >.>.
I'm feeling good right now. Wasn't earlier. But am now. That's all that matters. Peace out, nobody.
I don't really have much to say today so here's a song from my youth. Perhaps one day I'll go into my once-prominent love of anime. Today, it's just a thing I look back on fondly. It's rare I'll watch a new one. Just ones I loved when I was little... or ones my friends manage to get me to watch >.>.
I'm feeling good right now. Wasn't earlier. But am now. That's all that matters. Peace out, nobody.
Sunday, March 17, 2013
Ok what
I need to stop being so self conscious. I play Quidditch at school on a club team and everyone is really REALLY cool but they're all so much closer than I am to any of them and they're friends outside and I almost feel like I'm intruding on their group. Especially because me + physical = no.
It's either I'm too open or I'm not open enough. The latter embarrasses me in hindsight and the former leaves my social life lacking.
It's either I'm too open or I'm not open enough. The latter embarrasses me in hindsight and the former leaves my social life lacking.
Saturday, March 16, 2013
Dreams and Reality
Well using this happened. Not. I've been dreaming a lot about middle school recently. The people, the place, and how it affects my daily life today. Surprisingly a lot.
I promised myself I'd not fall into the same pit I did back then where I idealized something that clearly couldn't have been that good (my friends that I had lost over time.) And now I seem to be doing that for middle school. The sensations, the feelings, everything about it seems almost as close as my real life experiences right now. I could be walking down stairs on campus, and the rubber smell would remind me of the stairs at Bridges. It's fucking weird, man. Almost as if, assuming I wanted to, I could deny reality. Good thing I'm not crazy enough to want to do that... entirely. I'm just a little worried that I might get to that point eventually.
I have to stop idolizing the past but when everything is in motion that's tough. I can only hope I never miss high school, at this point.
I promised myself I'd not fall into the same pit I did back then where I idealized something that clearly couldn't have been that good (my friends that I had lost over time.) And now I seem to be doing that for middle school. The sensations, the feelings, everything about it seems almost as close as my real life experiences right now. I could be walking down stairs on campus, and the rubber smell would remind me of the stairs at Bridges. It's fucking weird, man. Almost as if, assuming I wanted to, I could deny reality. Good thing I'm not crazy enough to want to do that... entirely. I'm just a little worried that I might get to that point eventually.
I have to stop idolizing the past but when everything is in motion that's tough. I can only hope I never miss high school, at this point.
Tuesday, February 26, 2013
actually going to start using this again
I need to keep a journal to collect my thoughts. My very sad, strange thoughts. Or maybe the blissful ones. I'm just makin' it public to keep my narcissism in check. Also, who knows? All this practice in writing. Maybe I'll change. Maybe it will be my passion again.
Thursday, December 13, 2012
personal reflection for acting one
Kevin Brennan
Professor Scrimger
Acting 1
12/11/12
Professor Scrimger
Acting 1
12/11/12
Personal Reflection
I’m a dreamer. There’s not
much more I can say other than that. It’s kind of my thing – sometimes
I’m not even sure I’m on the same plane of reality as most people. So,
that said, making a “realistic” super-objective is a little bit tough for me.
I could go for the obvious choice, finish college, but honestly that
seems a little generic; in other words, definitely not me.
Therefore, I chose something that is one of the reasons I dream: other people. I’m not always great at interacting with them. No way to get around this fact right now unless I make a serious change. That’s why I tend to retreat into the impossible, the what-ifs, the moments I succeeded – anything that’s not the reality of the present. Those are a huge part of the given circumstances of my life. For some reason, people baffle me – and the deep connections I so desperately seek seem incredibly hard to find. So, for my super-objective, I’ve decided that I want to improve in the way I interact with people.
Before I get into my goals and obstacles, I want to give a little more background on my life and some of the reasons why this might be a struggle for me. I’m an only child – strike one. That probably made it harder for me to connect to people right off the bat. Maybe this is a weaker point than I’m giving it credit for, but growing up with someone else my age in the house probably would have been a positive. My mom had the mini-van ready and everything – it just never happened. I have a large family back in Pennsylvania, and we moved to California before I could even remember. I’m the only only child of my generation. I can’t really explain why that’s relevant but it felt right to mention.
Therefore, I chose something that is one of the reasons I dream: other people. I’m not always great at interacting with them. No way to get around this fact right now unless I make a serious change. That’s why I tend to retreat into the impossible, the what-ifs, the moments I succeeded – anything that’s not the reality of the present. Those are a huge part of the given circumstances of my life. For some reason, people baffle me – and the deep connections I so desperately seek seem incredibly hard to find. So, for my super-objective, I’ve decided that I want to improve in the way I interact with people.
Before I get into my goals and obstacles, I want to give a little more background on my life and some of the reasons why this might be a struggle for me. I’m an only child – strike one. That probably made it harder for me to connect to people right off the bat. Maybe this is a weaker point than I’m giving it credit for, but growing up with someone else my age in the house probably would have been a positive. My mom had the mini-van ready and everything – it just never happened. I have a large family back in Pennsylvania, and we moved to California before I could even remember. I’m the only only child of my generation. I can’t really explain why that’s relevant but it felt right to mention.
Moving
on, though. I was diagnosed a
“problem child” by teacher when I was younger because sometimes I just didn’t
listen – strike two. Keep in mind,
I’m speaking only have my own hindsight; talk like that mostly happened behind
the scenes when I wasn’t around. A
lot of things about those kinds of situations I only learned long after they
were over with. However, the good
thing is that I did get help from
many teachers. Sometimes, all it
meant was leaving early on Fridays; later years, it meant a little extra
attention. The point is that
growing up, I knew I was a little different. I was ostracized later in elementary school for failing to
develop at the same level as my peers socially. I think that stunted my growth further. Because of those kinds of circumstances,
I’ve always been a cripplingly self-conscious person. Any time I do something that singles me out in some way, I
get quiet and you don’t hear from me for quite awhile. That’s why I tended to do the improv
games with my eyes closed, I didn’t want to see the faces of everyone in the
class while I was on the spot.
Even though I knew they had nothing against me, it just came naturally. Why get nervous by seeing how people
react when I don’t have to?
Somewhere
along the line, I stopped believing in myself – strike three! Good thing this is the game of life and
not baseball. It might not seem
like it at first, but I’m my own worst enemy and have been for a long
time. I should champion myself
instead of being a harsh critic, but so far things haven’t worked out that
way. How does that keep me from
connecting to people? Because I’m
so harsh on myself, I am so self-conscious that most of my actions – even
around people I trust – are calculated.
With
those thoughts in mind I move on to thinking about my goals. One way I want to learn to improve my
communication skills is to not judge people. I probably miss out on a lot of potential friendships by
doing so. I have issues taking the
good and the bad with people; even with close friends, I can find it difficult
to overlook certain character traits. Being able to do this would be a step in
the right direction, but not the end-all solution. Luckily, an activity that we did this year specifically ties
in with this: objective observation.
Even if it means sitting back for a while, watching people without
making judgments can only help me.
Noticing what and how they do things instead of why might help me. That way, I won’t just imagine something
wrong with a person or exaggerate their flaws so I don’t have to try and get
better acquainted with them.
Another
goal I have is to get back that confidence I think I’ve lost along the
way. I’m so self-conscious I have issues with interaction simply
because I get worried I’ll screw up and the other person will lose interest in
me. It can even keep me from trying
at all. Don’t even ask me to talk
to a girl at a party, I don’t care if she’s looking at me or twirling her hair
or whatever – I’m gonna be the yes-man and totally blow it. I know it from the start. No game. At this point, when I reflect I have realized that more
often than not that’s just in my head.
Unfortunately, that doesn’t mean I think that way when it matters yet. Or, more accurately, don’t think. A good way to stop worrying about things
like that would be to just go with the flow. Once again, one of our class activities comes in handy here:
guided meditation. I have a
feeling that if I were to look into more relaxation techniques, that might help
me significantly. If I’m more
relaxed on my own due to meditation, then maybe I’ll be more comfortable around
people as well too. Another way to
regain my confidence would be to go out of my way to boost myself every day;
for example, give myself compliments when looking in the mirror or
something. Even something generic
like that might help.
Lastly,
and more specifically, I want to find a group here at USD that I think I truly
belong to. Even in the theater
department, I feel like I just float in and out of people’s lives here. Sometimes, I get really upset knowing
that I would never see any of these people if I didn’t force myself on
them. Again, getting stuck in my
head. I’ve looked, but I guess not
hard enough so far – because I don’t feel like I belong anywhere for sure
yet. This goal is a little close
to my super-objective, but it could only be a step in the right direction to
fulfill this first. If I can make
good friends in college, then there could only be good things I could take away
from it in terms of learning how to interact with people. There are multiple
steps I could take to achieve this.
I could try a lot harder to develop deep connections with the people I
already consider myself close to, or I could just look elsewhere. I know I’m supposed to say what actions
I plan to do, but honestly I’m not sure which one would work better for me
yet. Trying both can only improve
my chances, though, so I put them there.
The
obstacles I might face will come mostly from within. I’m a little worried that I won’t find the effort worth
undertaking. Sometimes, even
without having to worry about self-improvement, I just get burnt-out. That’s part of why I’m stuck where I am
now: I do get tired of trying.
It’s not that I stop entirely, it just seems useless after awhile. There’s that lack of confidence coming
up again, I guess. If I adhere to my
goals and tactics, it should only be a setback – an obstacle I can
surmount. That said, this is still
the big one and it’s going to be tough to beat.
However,
ironically, other people could end up an obstacle in my search to learn how to
better interact with them. There’s
a chance I could pick the wrong group to latch on to and not take anything away
from it. What if I make what I
think are good connections and then they just completely disappear after
college? I’ll feel like I won’t
have learned anything from them if they don’t last. Or even just running into a jerk at the wrong time might
shut me down for awhile.
Even worse,
what if I start relying on crutches?
I do want a few close connections, true, but that shouldn’t discourage
me from being social with strangers. Relying on those one or two connections alone could
cause me to stop branching out like I want. I don’t plan on being utilitarian about friendships,
but I have to be able to move on if necessary. I’ve annoyed people in the past by clinging to them and I’d
like to avoid that in the future.
As my goal
is related to people, pretty much anyone can end up helping me whether they
know it or not. I have great
friends back home and I consider it a privilege to be part of their lives. They’re often boosting me up when I
feel like I can’t do it myself – and, like any good people, even when I don’t
need it. If I told them this was
one of my goals, I’m sure they would go out with me and try and meet new
people. That said, strangers could
help me as well. If I run into the
right, super friendly person, there’s a new connection that I could
pursue. However, the above said, I
really feel like this is a personal goal that requires a lot more from me than
other people. So it’s basically in
my hands.
What’s
strange about making a superobjective like this is that some of my smaller
goals kind of contradict the entire premise. I already said I tend to over think things; isn’t a plan
doing the same, only on a broader scale?
Upon reflecting, I see that’s not the case. You said numerous times that a goal without a plan is just a
dream. Well, that’s where I am
unless I put this into action: stuck dreaming. Whether it’s of the future, or the past, I’m in my
head. And I’m damn tired of it.
On a larger
scale, I think this is a goal I share with a lot of people my age. There will never be another me, but my
problems are pretty universal. I’m
almost certain everyone reaches this point at least once. Who knows? Maybe, on the way to achieving my super-objective, maybe
I’ll be the stranger another person out there needs. I’d love to be.
I’m sure
this is more than you wanted, but I got pretty wrapped up in writing it. This was not a silly attempt to boost
my grade on a late assignment.
It’s me, speaking from the heart.
Maybe one more moment of self-consciousness by trying to assuage my
worry that you’ll see it as simply that couldn’t hurt.
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