Toni was researching on existentialism for her philosophy class when she came across http://garfieldminusgarfield.net.
Who knew that Jon would be this sad- lonely kind of sad and creepy kind of sad- without Garfield?
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I made the other post private cause I saw this again yesterday. Sometimes I’d like to think that I get it right but it’s another matter to keep getting it right. :)
I suffered from dysthymia1 from sixth grade until a few years ago. While I’ve overcome my depression, I’ve yet to master my volatile temper. I’m usually a very calm person but I am prone to quick but explosive bouts of anger. I don’t always show it, but I feel it. Strangely enough, I only have these outbursts at home. I guess it’s another pothole.
I did pick up something from a random blog that has helped me a lot these past two weeks. I’ve yet to be angry, depressed (loosely using the term), or frustrated since I’ve come home. It’s allowed me to effectively get off our emotional roller coaster.
Your _____ need not be my______.
Your anger need not be my anger.
Your hypocrisy need not be my hypocrisy.
Your bullshit need not be my bullshit.
Lather. Rinse. Repeat.
You see, everything I deem wrong in my family, I take as my own flaw. I’ve yet to completely achieve separation-individuation. I’m working on it. And I have to say, an unusual but welcome calm permeating our home has been helping.
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I’ve been hanging out (and letting my id have a field day) at The Man Blog forum for the past few days. If you read my posts, you’d see a bit of the humor only some of my close friends have witnessed thus far. Ade (oh hai, Ade!) said he was surprised. You have been warned. :)
I said I’ll write several posts regarding the months I went on hiatus but…I changed my mind. I would like to share something I’ve only achieved in the past month: I am finally at peace with my taking up medicine. We had a recent medical mission that I actually enjoyed. And I realized that I could do this for a living. I prefer to finish medicine.
Up until then, I’d feel really bad before every exam. I always felt that I should be doing something else so I’d put off studying until I’ve created a crisis. I did this every week. I wasn’t like this last year because I was chasing after my graduation honors. This year, I had no goals and my grades reflect as much.
But like I said, I finally want this. I’m no longer a reluctant medical student, now I’m just… a masochist?