Thursday, January 1, 2015

The reward for conformity is that everyone likes you but yourself

I spent New Years Eve sitting in a sports bar making bad jokes, drinking beer, and playing Cards Against Humanity.  It was not the most traditional way to celebrate the start of 2015, but fuck it, tradition is overrated.  Most peoples tradition involves a stupid hat, imitation champaigne, and a has-been TV presentor counting down til a tacky looking ball drops.

It's kind of weird to think that some people think an event is a waste if they don't go out and do the same thing as everyone else.  Of course, I've questioned peoples need to conform since I was in highschool.  I find it very strange, the idea of making any effort to fit in and be viewed as normal, even fashionable.  Efforts could be better spent being creative, in my opinion. One oddball making something cool will be remember long after your trendy jeans are no longer fashionable.

Me and my group of friends definately belonged on the Island of Misfit Toys, most of us still do.  I openly admit that I was a weird kid, and am still so as an adult.  Hell, I'm not much different now than I was when I was 15.  I still love so many of the same things I did at that age.  I still play video games, watch horror movies and read comics (which is an activity that was revived by my wife), and tend to just be a geek in general.  The biggest difference between 15 year old me, and present day me is I've learned to be more comfortable with myself and just not give any fucks as to how others view me.  It's a waste of time, and you constantly have to put in effort to keep up with whatever changes in the world of trendy dumb bullshit.

So, basically, what I'm saying is fuck it, be a sore thumb.  It's better to at least attempt to be one in a million rather than just another face in the crowd.

Trust me, you will survive.  I did, and I grew up in hillbilly hell.

 

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