Someone has called me a sheep *meh* for buying an i-pod.
Because I'm buying a product coveted by apparently half the world, and hence confirming my conformist status. Soon I'll be buying a diamond ring, a house, a car, having kids, blah blah blah.... and walking in line with the rest of the sheep -_-!!!!!
First, ye gods, all I bought was a freakin' MP3 player to play music..............
Secondly, I'm conforming by buying an i-pod like everyone else. But if I'm buying to satifsy my individual needs of music, then doesn't that make me a non-conformist, because I'm putting my individual needs over societal status?
And if I'm refusing to non-conform by conforming to the crowd, does that by default make me a non-conformist among the non-conformist crowd?
(@_@) Yea, I'm twisting words around to make an argument (^_^) But anyway since by default everything we buy - handphones, jeans, t-shirts, Harry Potter books even, [btw was blase about the movie, eagerly waiting the book] - makes us a conformist one way or another, I'm not sure why you even made that statement to me. :p Heh heh heh...... (^_^)
Oh no! I used a conformist smiley! (^haha^)
I'm bored. I'm a slacker. and yet I don't seem to have all that much time on my hands either. What's with me? What's with my life? Where am I heading? No idea. Who has the answers? No one but God who ain't telling. What does that do for me? Leaves me to wonder around this arid field we call Earth to find my wind and fly to wherever I may.
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Monday, July 16, 2007
Sunday, July 15, 2007
I danced with the devil in the pale blue light
But all he offered me were empty promises
Word and deed as insubstantial as air
Yearning my soul to be saved
Then his light was cast upon me
And I tasted sweet salvation at last
Now I dance to a different light
More brilliant and technicolour than before
And I pray that my feet keep dancing
To the tunes from this:
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But all he offered me were empty promises
Word and deed as insubstantial as air
Yearning my soul to be saved
Then his light was cast upon me
And I tasted sweet salvation at last
Now I dance to a different light
More brilliant and technicolour than before
And I pray that my feet keep dancing
To the tunes from this:
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