I am a terrifying collection of contradictions.
I am an agnostic without faith who attends a Catholic University. I am an extrovert that spends much of my time alone. I possess a stubborn self righteous character although I harbor deep resentment for myself.
Is the choice to be part of the out group what really defines me? Being unique over being homogenized has always been high on my level of values but I am caught in the middle; never seperating myself into the hipster counter culture. I look at the Ugg wearers and think do they seriously find the moonboot shape is attractive or desirous? Or do they simply enjoy maintaining a status of class as part of the social group of a popular teenage girl? At the same time I am distraught over irony for ironys sake: black lipstick, golden jeggings and cancer from cigarettes. (disclaimer I do smoke while I'm drunk, so sue me.)
My contradictions keep me in a constant state of questioning choices I make, especially important ones. I have heart-wrenching How Did I Get Where I Am Today? moments that would even wipe the smile off Phil Dunphy.
Perhaps what is really happening is my choice of contradictions translates into a fierce independence; which is nicer to think about than wondering why I'm working at an EZ Loan Lending firm that takes advantage of people, or agonizing over pursuing a minor in advertising possibly contributing to manipulation and corruption of the already distorted consumer.
When it was first brought to my attention the actual meaning of dilemma I was shocked. Usually the word is misused as a word for some kind of large problem. In reality dilemma means "a difficult choice has to be made between two or more alternatives". Thankfully I've been very determined to use it correctly but this difficult choice reflects the larger theme of this post.
I am an agnostic without faith who attends a Catholic University. I am an extrovert that spends much of my time alone. I possess a stubborn self righteous character although I harbor deep resentment for myself.
Is the choice to be part of the out group what really defines me? Being unique over being homogenized has always been high on my level of values but I am caught in the middle; never seperating myself into the hipster counter culture. I look at the Ugg wearers and think do they seriously find the moonboot shape is attractive or desirous? Or do they simply enjoy maintaining a status of class as part of the social group of a popular teenage girl? At the same time I am distraught over irony for ironys sake: black lipstick, golden jeggings and cancer from cigarettes. (disclaimer I do smoke while I'm drunk, so sue me.)
My contradictions keep me in a constant state of questioning choices I make, especially important ones. I have heart-wrenching How Did I Get Where I Am Today? moments that would even wipe the smile off Phil Dunphy.
Perhaps what is really happening is my choice of contradictions translates into a fierce independence; which is nicer to think about than wondering why I'm working at an EZ Loan Lending firm that takes advantage of people, or agonizing over pursuing a minor in advertising possibly contributing to manipulation and corruption of the already distorted consumer.
When it was first brought to my attention the actual meaning of dilemma I was shocked. Usually the word is misused as a word for some kind of large problem. In reality dilemma means "a difficult choice has to be made between two or more alternatives". Thankfully I've been very determined to use it correctly but this difficult choice reflects the larger theme of this post.
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