Let me preface this thought with a bit of background - I love learning. I loved school. I miss homework. I especially miss my teachers and professors. However, I hate our education system.
I felt like it was the same thing over and over again. Just memorizing bullshit. Bullshit I knew I wouldn’t need for the rest of my life no matter how much the teachers professed it would be valuable even when I’m 90 and crapping my own pants. I still say it’s all bullshit. I can add and subtract, but I can’t build a house or catch and clean my own food, nor can I sew clothing- not even a button back on my favorite blouse. BUT that whole aggravation goes into a whole different thought.
This particular thought steamed from the same thought of getting back to the basics kinda thing and pairing it with the thought of the first day of school.
Do you remember every first day of school you had? I probably could if I tired. I still recall the butterflies and the waking up 3 hours before class started just to make sure I had everything and I looked as perfect as possible. I also remember the review quizzes I always had to slop through. I hated it. I thought “Why don’t you already know what I know. Don’t you people communicate and have a set plan in place as to where one year stops and one begins.”
This thought then lead to thinking - why don’t say 2 teachers follow an entire class from 1st grade to 12th? Guest teachers would come in and out but you would always have 2 teachers in charge of a class. The children’s progression would be solely in their hands. They would know everything about the children. What they learned last week, last year, last decade. Think of how the teacher would progress too.
Am I crazy? What do you think about this?

TODAY I …
received a book and a letter in the mail. The package was sent from me (my old apartment address) to myself at Anomaly. The letter was signed Love, New York City. It was a heart felt letter explaining the things that make New York great and how I shouldn’t give up on him (him as in…
Read this post on my other blog - pictures included - would like to find out who sent this book to me <3
it’s really hard to be a grown up when you’ve lost one of your toys.
someone stole my chrysler 300 - two tone leather seats, navigation system built in and sun roof. that car was my life. i didn’t even get to have sex in it! but i had more memories in that thing than i can remember. my fucking graduation tassel is in there for god shakes!
material things.
only material things right?
Would anyone like to come with me on any of these bike rides in Brooklyn?
I’m going to Coney Island on Sunday so let me know.
<3 email me eliciabg@gmail.com and we can figure out when/where to meet up
reblogged from my “other” blog - anyone wanna come with me?
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I’m amused at the amount of ignorant people online who have actually misinterpreted what I said in that last post. My main point is that I’m dumping Twitter and FB because they are impersonal and time-wasting. That’s it.
And duh, obviously many of you care about meaningful things. I was speaking in general, and if you can’t see that and take everything literally then you’re dumb as hell.
steve man .. haha chilll out …. #manisode
If anyone wants more twitter followers I just cut loose about 1 million of them when I deleted my Twitter account. That’s right.
I woke up this morning and had a realization that none of this is necessary at all. Honestly I already knew it just like all of you know it…but today was different. I got out my laptop like I do everymorning, opened it up and checked me email and all my social networking sites…and I felt sick doing it. Angry. I opened Twitter and saw that my friend had something witty to say about BP. Then I opened Facebook and saw the exact same message from the exact same friend…Yet, if I delete this friend from one of those sites they will fucking cry to me like a baby - “Why did you unfollow me???” Unfollow you? What the fuck does that even mean? Why the hell was I even following you to begin with??? You’re my friend, so let’s hang out in real life. Tell me all your witty observations in person. Let me see what you’re doing rather than fucking having to read about it.
I’m not mad at my friends and I’m not mad at the fans who were following me. Everyone has been awesome. I just feel like there’s more to life than telling a million people that I’m going out to buy shoes. Everyone needs to care more about the fact that people are starving around the world and the ice caps are melting and care less about Lindsay Lohan’s jail sentence.
Go outside you guy!
Now imagine your job is all about the Internet/social media (for a non-profit even!), you kinda hate it (the Internet part) but you don’t really have any other viable options at this point in your career. What to do? Thank god for mood-altering drugs, legal and otherwise.
Now imagine your job is all about the internet/social media AND you don’t do any drugs and barely drink. haha sucks but hurts sooooo good.
never ever … EVER … go to the fucking dentist :(

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powerful stuff