'Friends First' says Dr.Fond-Feelings

There have been a few things on my mind lately about cultures and more specifically about the particulars cross-culture psychology aligns itself with, but I'm already following at least three tangents so let's get organized a bit, 까요?

Firstly, I am a psychology major with a penchant and passion for English and languages (a sentence that surprisingly ties the first clumsy paragraph up pretty neatly). Ha! Take that blogging! No but really, let's get this post moving...

I'm taking a course entitled Gender of Psychology and it's mostly discussion based so there are a lot of strange topics and interesting comments as well as a fair amount of bullshit and crossing of (should be) personal boundaries. In any case, yesterday evening we stumbled about the topic of 'Friends With Benefits' relationships on which I was pretty vocal. A few of the older students took more staunch views about the topic but I think I put forth a pretty valid argument with which most of the class seemed to agree (or at least not hate?): I think a big problem is people falling in love with love or 'falling in love' as a remedy to their loneliness or because of some insecurity that makes them find being alone with themselves uncomfortable. This, of course, is the opposite of what a 'good' relationship should be. As silly as it sounds, I do believe you should at the very fucking least like yourself before you offer yourself to someone who you want to be your romantic partner. To me, it seems like a basic line of logic that if you don't even like you, why should you expect others to?

Do note that I've been told I'm a little 'blunt' about those sorts of things. I'm not at all the kind to mess around with the 'Build walls to see who cares enough to climb over' mentality or any of that 'teen love' shit (or at least that's how it's tagged on 'tumblr').

Anyways, I finished up my opinion with saying that it's less harmful to your would-be significant other to make a mature agreement to satisfy whatever basic needs you both share than to get with someone in a blind emotional frenzy and then end up regretting something or 'falling in love' with someone else as the ignorant, fickle heart likes to do. The counter was suggested that it's difficult for women to overcome their need for a deep emotional connection, but I think that this generation's independent woman is capable of more control than that.

I'm also not one to fall into the trap of 'It's okay to make mistakes', or rather, it's unfortunate reinterpretation that even if you know it's a bad decision and do it anyway, it's okay because it was a 'mistake'.

Even if such feelings develop, there was an agreement. Saying 'I didn't know' doesn't change that. Like I said, 'mature', or as in (I'd hope) being about to think rationally despite strong emotion (like lust).

Or maybe I have no idea what I'm talking about. What do you say?

Didn't Know I Could Love Another

Blogging is the weirdest thing for me: it makes perfect sense. I mean, I constantly jut out random bits of information that I make note to share with the interested via the internet or some other medium (but generally the Interwebz)at a later and more convenient time and though that usually occurs, it's mostly through my facebook page which I flood with links and doodles and random mental debris on the-daily. But still, whenever I think about starting a blog, I'll abandon it in one or two posts if that which leads me to think that 'It isn't blogging it's me'. Which it is. FUCK you blogging. You're a twat!

This dangerous and abusive relationship wags on:

I gotta mention how much I'm in love with Adventure Time right now. I've listened to the song from the episode Evicted! proooobably around 19 times now; not including the numerous outbreaks in elevators and hallways and in my room. It's so good! Pendleton Ward let me express my gratitude for your creation and our mutual existances with a brief explaination why Adventure Time is the best show the wrong generation is watching:

Ok, so, it's a cartoon, right (stick with me)? Yeah, I know; but it's so much more than just a 'cartoon'. My current audience (I) is (am) aware of the incredible extent of animation and that it hasn't been appreciated by a great amount of folks (old people and lameos) but I promise you there is an animated something out there that you will respect. Anyway, Adventure Time takes simplistic design and adds these crazy plotlines to generate a universe that is ever-moving and entertaining (which is something most of us have been brought up on; have you seen some of these toy commericals???). Wether it's Jakes randomly extending noodle-limbs, the bizzarely addictive vernacular, or the myriad of magical and fantastic creatures, Adventure Time freakishly manages to delight, appall, confuse and satisfy in one knee-slappingly awesome 12 minute session. Besides, LSP is probably one of the best characters of the decade.

What. Up, Mr. Ward.


I believe he sings this song as well.


Good stuff, good stuff.

What else is wonderful, fantastic stuff? INCEPTION. I can't even, so don't. I'm seeing it again with my mother on Wednesday, so I'll have it fresh. Maybe then, eh?

Tomorrow I'm to see Ironman 2 and How To Train Your Dragon as well; the latter of which, I've seen twice already in legitimate theater (that's 21 dollars American my friend), so yeah, it's a good'ne. Good job, Dreamworks!


Something I learned today: When you put cup-o-noodle in the microwave with no water it's fumes act as noxious gases. Also, Tom Hardy is an attractive fool. Bitch is going beyond the Thunderdome! UNF.

(I'm watching True Life: I'm On Steriods, so maybe that's why there's an MTV link up there.)