Sunday, October 16, 2016

Assignment 8- Shelby Amato

Fears- ghosts, whales, sharks, some heights
Annoyances- not saying what you mean, slow walkers, slow drivers, mothers who correct other people/children in public, being told to be quiet, being told to chill, condescension, purposeful stupidity 
Accomplishments- "most tenacious" in little kid soccer for three years
Confusions- not saying what you mean, how hardware creates software, bigotry, imaginary numbers
Sorrows- I don't regret things
Dreams- In one of them I was standing on a bridge and a large whale came out of the sea and smashed the bridge... yikes
Idiosyncrasies- I don't like mint or soda because both feel like they're burning me
Risks- I climb a lot of things I shouldn't
Beloved Possessions, Now and Then- a tree stump rescued from when a tree in my backyard was cut down, a stuffed polar bear
Problems- homework, useless assignments in easy classes

I don't regret things. Or rather, I actively try to not let myself regret things. I divide most of my actions into good and bad; if I did something good, I set it aside and clearly I do not regret it. If I did something bad (/embarrassing, stupid, annoying, etc) I contemplate further. Did I genuinely apologize or try to make up for whatever it is? If yes, then I let myself off the hook. Did I do it as a little kid? If yes, then why should I feel bad when I've grown up? Why let myself be embarrassed or sad over something that not only I cannot change but that I've actively corrected? If I am a different person, why do I bear the responsibility of the person before me? This sounds callous and incredibly irresponsible. I'm not really sure how to address that because maybe I am. But I don't think I regret that either.

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