still squeezing the juice.

Curly asked me a great question with regards to my post yesterday, in a comment he left this morning. Did I change as a person while in London, thus inspiring my post from yesterday, or was it simply a collection of like minded people that found their way to a similar undergrad that resulted in my adoration for that which I learned in book and in community while I lived for four years in Londontown.

I can honestly say that it is a large combination of the two both for unique reason's of which I will now explain.

First and foremost, as a by in no way registered psychotherapist but rather an arrogant idealist who always believes he's right I will provide you this insight. All people change from the age of 21 to 22. Now I feel I can judge this as many of my friends are younger than I so not only did I experience this with all born in 1982, but I have been able to further my study with the many years of youth I have been attached to as a peer for the past four years.

People do one of two things between the ages of 21 and 22, they either grow to begin to understand a change in themselves, an understanding of what once was and a feeling of improvement on the self for that which will be change their appearance and to a degree the relationship they once had with old friends. Usually for the better, as the improved self is always better.

The second thing someone can do in their 22nd year on earth, is emphasize that which they were. All their little quirks and qualitities that we growing through their teens are re-emphasized and pushed to the brink of annoying. There was this one dude I knew in highschool, khaki wearing new balance sporting, golf type, with a arrogant and pompous head on his shoulders, unlike mine, where he would only care for himself and do his own thing, and wallow in a pit of self loathe if anything ever didnt go his way. we dont talk much anymore;)

If you cant tell, I feel as though when I went to London in that 22nd year I changed for the better and do much in part to the second part of this equation, the educational faculty I signed up for at Western.

The minds that find their way into MIT are unique, ever growing, and incredibly like minded individuals who on majority feed into an ideology which could be considered as centrists, combining a wealth of knowledge and opinion into one political, social, ideological view simply dubbed understanding. We all have the itch to be successful and the knowledge base that classes up until this year (from what I hear) inspired and taught us an incredible art of social communication and global compassion that is unparalleled to any other Bachelor's program I have encountered in Ontario.

The combination of these things, a furthered understanding of the self, along with the fusing of multiple selves all going through the same ideological awakening and social bonding led to an experience that can indeed be characterized as they are supposed to be; the best years of your life.

HOWEVER......this working thing is pretty amazing. If you can maintain your idealism towards capitalism as a it should be run, and are able to apply your skills to a cause you genuinely find worthwhile (go cancer research) then you have achieved a steady climb of best years of your life, simply with a baseline of amazing that is established during your undergrad.

This sounds a little more like what I wanted to say yesterday but I'm still a little writer wishy washy this week. Kinda like all those other weeks.

posted by mr. tomas ubik @ Wednesday, September 21, 2005