“…but. if you insist on looking for problems in the grand scheme of GOOD things - i’m not only confused, and a little bit angry, i am mostly bored. older teachers keep yelling at me (okay, “yelling”). they’re mad that all i (okay, my generation, but i take things personally if you can’t tell) do is blog, and that we don’t do enough to change the world. and my question is, is it so completely horrible that i feel like existing on a day to day basis is impressive in and of itself? i’m not trying to be lazy, i’m just aware that my stupid little habits, and my stupid little ways, matter to me. mostly because i’m very aware that in general nothing matters. and stop - of course, i’m a narcissist. i’m twenty one. as i type this, i’ve checked my reflection in the mirror about two times, for really no good reason. but i have this other friend, and she’s studying philosophy. and we have this problem. in studying philosophy, and in our supreme awe at space, let alone life, we are often overcome with the realization that we’re tiny flecks of crumbs in a vast, (so totally vast) … thing. i don’t know what this is, this living - it’s a thing. so we’re in this thing, and she tends to remind me that she feels like nothing’s ever a big deal, or important enough, cause we’re so totally tiny. and once i nodded and shrugged and in some moment of clear thinking i said, “completely true. but at the same time. it’s all there is - so it kinda means a lot.” and that to me, seems to be the best way of conciliating these two views. nothing matters. so everything matters.”

Now go read the rest of it and be like ‘whoa’:

http://nihilippie.blogspot.com/2011/01/okay-complaints-i-have-quite-number-of.html

On a lighter note, her and i are starting a philosophy sitcom, coming soon to a… probably nothing near you, but we’re gonna have FUN.