So yeah, it’s been quite a while since I’ve updated … I’ll do beter, I promise.

Something interesting that I’ve discovered lately would be the parallels between the movie Garden State and the book The Stranger. I don’t want to get into the specific details, but if you’ve seen/read both of them you’ll understand.
(okay so I guess I’ll explain a few points just in case no one is seeing what I do) Both of the main characters go back to their home towns because both of their mom’s died right as soon as the story begins. They are both what I’d like to call manic-depressive, anti-emotional, and nonchallant about the world (the mom dying, et cetera). They both have a psychedelic, tripped-out friend … who both seem a bit crazy to me (just not in the same way that the main character is). The main characters are both highly pesimistic no-nothings that seem to have accomplished little to nothing in their lives. And to fast forward about an hour into the movie and about 150 pages in the book, they have an amazing revelation and realize for the first time throughout the story that they do in fact have emotions other than those of depression. I know this may seem a bit weird and random, but for some reason the other night (one of those nights that I just so happen to not be able to sleep, and I am left to have these extraordinary ideas). I get a lot of these really cool thoughts, but some a too obscure to share with others without seeing the “huhhh?” look on people’s faces.

On another note, I have realized that as a “mature” senior (and the rest of our “mature” class), I have become disensitized to what I used to think was hilarious, interesting, intellectual, retarded, et cetera … and thus I’ve come to find myself judging many others all throughout the day as “immature.” This is quite funny, because if you know me, I’m not always the most “mature” person (but I do this intentionally to get attention and laughs … lol). But when someone cracks a completely hurtful, immature joke about someone I no longer find it amusing like I used to. I ponder in my head about this while it goes on, and I believe it to be funny, but at the same time I am able to control my phyiscal emotions and not laugh; and because of not laughing I get annoyed at the person that said it, because had just come to realization that it was a highly juvenile thing to do/say. I also feel myself superior (either a combination of these or all: emotionally, physically, spiritually, intellectually, et cetera … et cetera) This includes people doing drugs, alcohol (for recreational use), being stupid, not believing in my views of religion, being fat/ugly (i’m harsh), and so on. I know that this isn’t the right state of mind to be in, but I guess that I’m just too quick to judge people (and because of that I notice many flaws). In no way am I saying that I am perfect and have no flaws of my own to criticize, because we all know that it’s easier to put someone else down and make yourself feel better than it is to put yourself down and make others look better. This whole post is becoming very random and obscure … but that’s how I like it; hence the name of my site, “Josh’s Random Non-Sense.” So, in order to live up to such a title, I must be random (sometimes quite a bit more than others).

Banana, (or strawberry)
-joshie boy ;)

PS. It’s fun to have revalations. :)