Another School Year

If you’re tired of reading depressing things you can skip to the heading “Good part”

Sad/Depressed/Critical Part
I find it funny as I walk down the halls at Uni and look at girls faces because they always have this look of disgust when they see me. Like, not openly, and maybe disgust is too strong a word, perhaps disdain is a better word. They’ll be smiling with their friends and walking as if they’re modeling something and then suddenly they see you and their expression changes. It’s like when people see a “differently abled” / handicapped person. They will immediately try to cover it, but there’s that initial disdain. It’s really kinda sad, but I’m sure I do the same thing.

That’s the worst part ^ . When you realize that there’s something terribly wrong with the world, only to find out you are an equal part in it.

The other thing is how girls dress. I swear that it’s like they’re trying to get you to look at them inappropriately. It’s as if their own objectification is the goal…

I dress weird. I realize because one of the guys in my group of friends dresses weird and we laugh at him, and now I realize, about 80% of the time, I dress the same way. I have these giant ugly golf shirts that I wear. The uniform colours of them just accentuates the curvatures of my body. I used to look at my dad’s friend who wore these types of shirts and think “wow, that’s ugly” and then one day I realized, I was wearing them.

When I speak in class, I’m usually the mouthpeice for a dumbed down version of St. Thomas Aquinas. Whenever our teacher asks what we think about something, and all my cool-looking classmates start giving Nietzschean answers (which aren’t original, but everyone thinks they are because they sound “rebellious”, and then I give the standard Medieval Christian answer, and everyone becomes visibly antagonistic towards me. It’s amazing to me how much I can love something Aristotelian and Catholic philosophy and how much other people can hate it.

Good Part
BUT – lest you think this is all depressing: I have the most beautiful drive to school everyday. Now this will sound stupid, but, it’s true, it’s an awesome stretch of country road to get to school. That’s my favourite part of university I think. And the Newman Club that I joined this year is alright.