Milestones

The problem with milestones is they are so wide and in between. You’re automatically considered some type of failure if you don’t follow the rule book. Which to some extent, is a tenable point. However, everyone has their own journey to follow.

Milestones should act as guides, not dictators of one’s path. Milestones can and will change. I think people should just focus on doing what fulfills them at a core level.

It isn’t about 75-100k or bust. It isn’t about three bedroom house with 2.5 kids. It isn’t about that. And if you take a look at previous generations, there has always been a shift here and there to the “rules.”

So I say fuck the status quo and do what you want. Fuck tradition. As long as you’re still growing as an individual, consider these arbitrary milestones met. It is only when people fail to grow that they realize their milestones have come up short. You can try and blame external factors out of your control. But the truth laments that every generation had its struggle and we are absolutely no different. It’s about how you take those hardships and overcome them with honest character. That’s what milestones should ideally measure and represent.

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Milestones

What you need to bring to college

A couple items that are highly underrated and essential:

  1. Ibuprofen / cough drops – you will get sick, esp when sharing a room
  2. Broom & dust pan – you’ll eventually get tired of dirt and want to clean. Think about that scene in Finding Nemo and you get the idea.
  3. At least one nice outfit – something you need to wear when you present your “collegial findings”
  4. At least one “nice” outfit – to impress your crush at a party, or something
  5. A warm coat – depending on where your college is located, this is one thing that is well worth spending $$ on.
  6. Coffee maker / instant coffee – you wouldn’t realize it, but when it comes to exams or studying you’re gonna need some kind of hit to keep focused
  7. Calendar / planner – whether traditional or hi-tech, just keep your deadlines organized from the start to set you up for success down the road.

Happy studying and good luck!

What you need to bring to college

twenty

it was good lounging around
sleeping and sighing and screwing around
blinds drawn, open close
inhale, exhale
wondrous endorphins, riding this high

it was our little world, save us from them
the oppressors, the people who didn’t -get- it
it was good hanging around
running and hiding from responsibilities
growing up, growing old
decisions i didn’t want to face
hide under the covers and procrastinate

it was hard, riding home
no call, no message, no fuck given
i sat on the greyhound, quietly crying
the whole two hour ride home

it was a memory when i was twenty
thick and heavy, sweet like honey
swimming in sin and escaping responsibility
inevitably wondering,
do you still think of me

twenty

Bellingham’s Top 5

If you’re attending Western this fall as a new freshman or transfer, I’d like to pass on some tried and true food knowledge. The nice thing about Bellingham, is that it’s small enough to cover all the best food spots in four years. Here are my top five:

  1. Pizza Time – taco pizza: your stoner friends will thank you. free delivery
  2. Wonderful Buffet – way better substitute for dining hall but save it for when you have a big enough appetite. go midday, early evening
  3. pel meni – kind of a cult favorite. the shop has an antique, typewriter-looking register, plays records, uses string lights. it’s a unique kind of dumpling, little pricey for the amount so save it for special occasions. go at night
  4. ab crepes – the sweet ones > savory ones imo. perfect at any hour.. morning, midday, or late at night
  5. that taco truck” the best fucking tacos a couple dollars can buy you. esp when drunk and cold after bar hopping

Happy eating!

Bellingham’s Top 5

Review: The Wind-up Bird Chronicle

I FINALLY finished wind-up bird. It was sitting 2/3rds finished when I picked it back up. Mind you, I bought it months ago.

Wow I wanted to write something about it just as I finished it today as to kind of savor my immediate feelings about the entire story.

Like many other reviews I read on Good Reads, it is hard to summarize the plot of this book. All I can say is the ending is left mostly up to interpretation. The themes are not unlike many other Murakami books.

However, unlike many books that take me months to read, I postponed reading this one because it quite literally transports you to a different reality. I couldn’t help but feel swept away in this story, disregarding all senses. Much like how Toru loses his awareness of the “real world” when he’s down in the well. When I read this book, I really felt taken away from my own reality for a moment.

This was a book I wasn’t sure I could finish. At the same time, I knew I could not not finish it as well. There was a way about this 600+ page book that had me thirsting for the end. I usually can’t do too much make believe when it comes to fiction but Murakami did pull it off beautifully. He definitely took me to the depths of my imagination and back again.

If you can bear it, read it. I’ll warn you though, it’s impossible to indefinitely put down or forget about.

Review: The Wind-up Bird Chronicle

hedonism

when you fall apart before you even had a chance, it’s hard to forget. there’s always these infinite possibilities, picture perfect scenarios, gram-worthy photo stocks

i ask myself why it’s so damn hard to forget, if i’m just a hedonist trying too damn hard to hold on to it.

i tell myself i’m not alone. you expressed the same sentiment, once.

i ask myself why it’s so damn hard to forget, if we’re both just pleasure-seeking junkies awaiting our next sweet hit.

i remind myself that there was pain. lots of it, probably endless amounts spilling over, if i’d continued to stay.

i ask myself if you knew what you were doing, dousing and lighting and nursing my wounds. play rescue doctor and evil surgeon until i’m nothing but ruins

put morphine through the needle, i’ll try to forget. my body grows lifeless; seeds of paranoia, resentment, and disgust are met.

hedonism

chasing pavements

i find it strange my brain still wants to write about you
just has no energy to actually produce worthy content
what else can i say that i haven’t already in some shape or form
i know i’d want to say something like, bullshit you miss me
with clever anecdotes that help captivate an audience
but, with time, it’s all slowly slipping away
it first started when i couldn’t bring myself to feel pain anymore
self inflicting wounds, times infinity
and then i began exploring possibilities without you
developing the -slightest- interest in someone other than you
at first, it felt like betrayal
all the time and thought i invested in just you
how dare i even -consider- opening up your terrain
a space of black matter you inadvertently occupied all this time
no, for the first time in a long time, i put someone else on the shrine
momentarily, just to see how i like it maybe
and for the first time, in a long time, i feel like i’m actually moving on.

chasing pavements