Adam Martini and the Philosopher’s Posts
I came back to San Antonio a few weeks, and had a lot of fun in the short time I was there. I saw a lot of my old friends, and if I didn’t get to see you, I’m sorry but Ohio is still a thing. I had a blast, but that’s not why I’m talking to you today. While I was there, one of my friends (Hi, Madison), had something from one of my many rants on philosophy and how I think life should be lived written up on her board. It was a weird feeling, because while I’m writing all of the stuff I think is important, I’m still 19 years old and have no idea what I’m really talking about.
I’m 19 years old. I still giggle like a 5 year old when someone also likes band like I do. Yet somehow, I’m making all of these judgement calls like I know what I’m talking about. I guess that’s how all of us feel, though. Like we’re all trying to find some sort of purpose in our lives and simultaneously act like we’ve found it.
I picked up a behavioral psychology book, mostly because I find the human behavior incredibly fascinating, and as I was reading it, it told me more and more about the human condition. For example, while most of us claim to smile on your brother, get together, and try to love one another right now (Anyone? Anyone? Bueller?) most of us, in fact all of us, have a primal urge to make groups and exclude everyone from said group. An “us versus them” mentality, if you will. If you’ve ever read Lord of the Flies, you know what I’m talking about.
It also says that we change personalities depending on who we’re talking to.
For example, I sit on tumblr and act like I’m the soothsayer, but when I’m with my guy friends, I’m pretty much a total idiot. When I’m with some other people, I act a different way, and when I’m one on one with someone unfamiliar, there is no escaping awkward Martini. It just kind of happens. Oops.
So I guess the point of all of this is no one really has it all figured out, and we’re all constantly changing ourselves to fit other people. We shouldn’t, but we do. So what I say to my followers might not be the same thing I’d say to a close friend or whatever.
What I’m saying is, despite my apparent wisdom and boyish good looks, don’t trust me. After all, who’s to say that I’m really myself?
White Blank Page
There’s something entrancing about a page.
Not anything written, just white, blank.
There’s so much possibility with that blankness, there’s so many choices and places to go. You want to have all of the choices available to you, but there are so many choices to be made that you can’t possibly write everything, draw everything.
Because once you make the choice, there’s no going back. It loses the appeal.
It’s no longer a page, but a story.
Fitness for Gamers
Ladies and gentlemen, I present to you…
THE PVP FITNESS CHALLENGE
It’s a simple exercise.
STEP 1: Choose a game you can easily die in and you have to go up against other players. FPS games are great for this, but a few online games also work.
STEP 2: Choose a simple exercise that can be done quickly. Perferably do a body weight exercise like diamond push-ups or burpees.
STEP 3: Every time you die, that’s 10 reps of your exercise. The more you do the challenge, the more reps you add on.
STEP 4: You lose, that’s 30 more reps. You win, wait about 3 minutes before entering another game and do something nice for yourself. That’s your rest period.
This is more for muscle endurance. If you want strength, do something else. I don’t know. This is blog is for philosophy, not fitness. I just thought this would be fun to share.
Economics and The Universe
As school winds down, I can’t help but think about how school applied to life. Some of the stuff is crap, but something I did learn that overlapped was actually taught in my Economics class. In that broken, chaotic classroom, my teacher, Ms. Latham, tried to teach us the idea of opportunity costs. Basically, in Economics terms, the opportunity cost to a certain good is how much of another good the country could’ve made in the time and resources it takes to make the original good.
School-talk, right? But as I sat in that classroom, it was fascinating to me. And that’s when I realized that that’s what life’s about: opportunity costs. In the time you spent watching the TV, you could’ve spent it doing schoolwork, talking to friends, hanging out with family, playing the kazoo, anything else. But in that time of doing anything else, you lose TV time. I’ve spent a lot of my life studying and working, but I could’ve spent it on something different like partying or whatever.
Our lives are defined by these sorts of choices, because we lose time with everything we do.
Sitting, reading, writing, thinking. We’re losing time. Hell, I’m losing time just writing this. I guess life’s defined by how we spend all of our time, because the cost is deepening every day, and soon, we won’t be able to pay it.
Just a thought I had. Carry on with your existence.
Well, 2012 is ending. The United States is going over a fiscal cliff, and a lot of people, whether governmental or high schools, are making a big deal about tonight. Is it, though? Perhaps if we give it value. Then again, I am pretty cynical all things considered. People are going to be making resolutions and making out tonight, so I think I’ll add my two cents.
I’m not making a resolution. Resolutions are usually vague statements that we all hype up, and then give up by February because we don’t attain our unattainable goal. For example, “Be a better person.” How do you know when you are better? For how long? Forever? You’re probably going to feel terrible if you’re a bad person. If you remember it.
So here’s what I’m doing for the new year.
1. Making actual goals, that are well detailed and actually doable.
2. Writing this down and putting it where I can see it.
I highly suggest you do the same. If you actually care about doing what you want to do for this coming year.
People take the opportunity to look back and look forward for this year and next. 2012 was alright, but 2013 is going to be great. And if you’re skeptical about the next year, think about this; the year is only be as good as you say it is. Perspective is reality, and optimism pays off sometimes. Happy New Year everyone, and call 800-222-4357 if you’re drunk/high at a party and need to get home. AAA hooks you up so you don’t end up a statistic.
Merry Christmas! Happy Holidays! Merry Surviving the Apocalypse! If that isn’t something to be proud of, I have no idea what is. Except maybe keeping your virginity through it all. Them standards.
Alright, it’s been awhile. A lot has happened. Somehow now I’m the Homecoming King. Somehow now there is an army of underclass men girls that worship me blindly. Somehow now I still don’t have a girlfriend (but Adam, what about the girls? I barely know those people) I like to think that things have changed and maybe now I’m one of the cool kids, but I don’t think me and coolness would get along. We’re far too different. So I’m going to keep singing in the hallway, if you don’t mind. Or even if you do mind. I don’t care. Songs are great.
Now, I could start a whole thing about coolness coming from within or whatever and the meaning behind self-worth, but I’m not going to do that. I guess partially because I’m about to leave my house, but more importantly that just because people say you’re cool or not cool doesn’t define you as a person. It just defines them as judgmental. Take constructive criticism and make yourself better in skills and hobbies, but in life, there is no instruction manual. Hell, I could be wrong. I’m pretty sure I’m right, but I take life too seriously anyway.
There is no set way to live, but if you’re unhappy, something’s wrong.
The Pro’s and Con’s of Introspection
So I like to think that I’m an outgoing funny guy. I like to think that. Very often. Also that I’m attractive. And smart. And a great… Wait. I was going somewhere with this… Oh yeah! But I also think I focus in on myself a great deal. I think. A lot. You can find me zoning out at a lot of places. Places where I probably shouldn’t zone out. And that’s bad. Really bad. Well, I shouldn’t say that, because there’s some good in it too. But I think the bad outweighs the good in this case (something I never thought I’d say about anything), and I think it’s far better have a balance between extroversion and introversion, about 70/30 to the extroversion.
Now don’t get me wrong, there are good things about introversion. Introverted people are some of the most creative, most intelligent, and most awesome people I know. They think a lot too. They can create stories of magnitudes unheard of by anyone else. They can make academic postulates and theories that make academia scratch their heads. And they can write great rants about life and philosoph… oh wait… that’s what I do! Their thoughts lead to the truth and the nature of what is real. People who focus inward have the great ability to take a step back from the world and look at the situation. Which is great, especially for drama and problems.
But there is also a great danger to introversion, and I know from experience that it can leave you deprived: the loss of action. Yes, my friends, the more you think about doing, the less you actually do. And that comes from doubt and insecurity, another thing that comes from focusing in on yourself a lot. Now, thought’s not bad. Thought’s good. Really good. Thinking that you’re the problem is sometimes good. Thinking that you’re the problem all of the time is really really bad. You’re never going to do anything with that sort of mentality, are you? I am a worrier, something I try every day to suppress and fix. Worrying is going to get me nowhere. I know that. Doing is. Pessimism is right if you let it. Optimism is also right if you let it. Action is the true deciding factor for anything, better than any scenario you can make up.
So to all of my friends who are insecure or doubtful about themselves, I offer you this challenge. Stop worrying. Stop being scared. It’s not your fault. Focus out, and do. It’s a challenge that even I have trouble overcoming. Focusing out. Doing. Because thinking about life is great, but without application, thought’s pretty useless. Application is great, but without thinking about it, you’re going to go in the wrong direction. The more you think, the less you do. Worrying, doubt, all comes from thinking too much about yourself. And that’s all I have to say on the subject.
Standardized Testing and My Two Cents
So tomorrow I have the SAT. There’s usually a large amount of pressure associated with this sort of thing, but I’m not worried. I have faith that this is going to put me exactly where I need to be, if not the way I want. But that’s besides the point. Everyone is freaking out about this one test that supposedly decides our fate. You know what I think? I understand that people want a peak at skills, but that’s not the only deciding factor for success at a college level. Frankly, something else nees to be looked at that not a lot of others can see: work ethic.
There are some people who are naturally intelligent. I’m not saying that they’re bookish, although a love for education would help. I’m talking about the people who pick up things quickly. Intelligence is how fast you can get a concept or thing. That’s great, especially as intelligent people can get a deeper understanding of the concept faster. But school and the educational system is not about intelligence. Not expressly. Intelligent people have an easier time. Intelligent people do not have to exert as much effort. But effort still has to be exerted. You could be the smartest man alive and it won’t do any good if you do nothing with it. Such is life. Talent is a great thing, but if you don’t do anything, it’s like you don’t have it at all.
Which is why the SAT isn’t the best indication of college admission. Schools should not just use the SAT because the SAT doesn’t measure success. It just measures how easy it’s going to be for the applicant. Success only comes from the work. That’s all there is to it. A person that is not as intelligent can still do better at school and college than an intelligent person that doesn’t do anything. That’s the real world, isn’t it? You gotta do work to get the money, and in the capitalist society we have, money’s everything. If you have enough money, you can enjoy what really matters. True, you shouldn’t base your life on money, because that is fickle and empty like popularity and drug use, but you gotta have some. Otherwise, you’ll just be homeless or a freeloader. Well, there are some exceptions, but you have to be on a holy path or something. Generally, that’s the way it goes.
I’m getting off topic again. Look, if point is, if you’re freaking out about SAT’s, don’t worry. That test doesn’t define you. And it shouldn’t to other colleges. If it does, you might want to consider another school, because they got it wrong, wrong, wrong. The real world needs people who work and take risks. The higher the risk, the greater the reward, and you just need a whole lot of work on that risk to get you anywhere.