comfort blog.

Amidst all the research and plans of departure, the emotions start to kick in...

The strangest part is I can't decide which ones are more poignant...the fear or the excitement. Since I tend to possess a negative/pessimistic/realistic/donkeybrain attitude as my general disposition, I will side with the Cynicism as the stronger one. The total Fear and Hesitation that comes with moving to the Fucking middle east.

However, the blog, secretdubai.blogspot.com has quickly become my "comfort food." Once I am reading about the media, culture and the constant construction (perhaps it will be like a laurier in city form!), I no longer push the delicious chocolate away in the back cupboard...pretending that I dont eat my emotions as I rock back and forth in fetal position on my tiny couch. I embrace the chocolate...but only small pieces at a time, and then sigh heavily afterwards; pleased with my decision to go back in the kitchen.

you know you've entered the mellenium when your "comfort food" has become blog reading...

snobby bobby

You are a snob.

Only you dont know you're a snob.

You went to college or University so that you would learn things from books! Books tell us that Marx was a revolutionary communist, Freud is severly fucked up and that you should vote. Your mind is opened to shiny theories with that alluring new car smell and you think...."I am becoming a better open-minded person."

Unfortunately, this is where you become a snob. Now you dont mean to be, thats not it at all. As I said before, you are trying to keep an OPEN MIND. Most University Students don't assume that they are better than anyone because University teaches you that those kinds of thoughts will result in the horrible deaths of your parents. It conditions you to be more objective..to appreciate diverse things (unless of course, you graduated in business...then it just teaches you to be a number crunching alcoholic), to have opinions and dont belittle others for having differing ones...to ask why.

NOW: talk to someone who never went to School. Chances are you dont know too many because your social circle happens to be people who went, AND studied with you. Talk to someone who doesnt have a dream, who will never have a quote-unquote career. Who doesnt read interesting literature or watch anything but collegehumor.com. Who, when you talk, gets a blank look on their face with serverly glazed-over eyes. You know the look? And you probably hate it.

It's hard to appreciate an uneducated individual for everything they offer that is different from the lectures (Pavlov!) that are taught in mass quantities across this nation, when they offer nothing.

I am a snob.

But so are you...you just dont know it yet.