It's Getting Hard To Be Someone

I am all for markers.

I am all for needles & thread.

I am all for drooling over buttons, beads, brooches, and brocades.

I just feel sometimes I am surrounded by people who are incapable of seeing beyond the four walls of [studio] classrooms or the pages of their [sketch]books.

I'm not really too concerned with them [them being various people I study with in my Fashion Design program] reading this, because I'm sure they're far too concerned with coming up with better ideas than everyone else yet complaining about how their garments are someone SO much more difficult. UG, fashion!

But anyway.

Tonight was the State of The Union Address.

Just that thing, ya know.

Tonight I also went to dinner with a handful of friends from my program at a lovely Indian restaurant.

Mind you, I love them all dearly, but when they were talking about politics and taxes and traveling and living abroad, etc. etc. I just wanted to shout "Put down that samosa sweetheart, and turn on your fucking televisions if you care so much about anything that just spilled out of your mouth."

May lightning strike me if I am wrong, but I feel quite certain none of them knew about that State of the Union thing which happened tonight.

It's not like it's hard to follow. Back in the day that shit was practically carved into stone and read from a mountain top, nowadays Mr. Barack has a Twitter.

Real talk right now: Barack Obama has a Twitter. Becha our parents didn't see that one coming.

I can be largely un-American. I despise weekends dedicated to football, condiments and potato salad make me cringe, and I think Greek life may singlehandedly be responsible for the abysmal quality of higher education in this country. But once a year it doesn't hurt to tune in to the elected leader of our nation's report on the good ole U-S-of A's status. I mean you can check Susie Q's status on Facebook on your iPhone every 15 minutes, but God forbid you see what's going on with health insurance, or you know, the 10 year war we're currently in.

I am not saying I am some enlightened, all-knowing being. [Believe me, if you spoke to me for more than 15 seconds you would see I am far from such.] I am just saying I miss being around people who stimulated my brain and I missed not constantly being under pressure to focus. Maybe if I wasn't daydreaming about how to attach a vinyl sleeve properly I could focus more on the world I live in.

The world you live in isn't just your major in college, your newsfeed, "overnight" success stories, or the way you look just because you've been instructed to focus so much on those things.

I could think about how to vote properly if I focused less.

I could remember the governor of my home state if I focused less.

I could have picked up a novel without being forced to if I focused less.

I could be more concerned with the fact that I am 22 years old I honestly just realized this week that "sponjes" is not how you spell that lovely little thing you wash dished with if I focused less.

"Living is easy with eyes closed."

-The Beatles [John Lennon], Strawberry Fields Forever

♥ Lini.

@BarackObama

I recently read this article that said one of Obama's strengths is his mastery of the digital era. Tweets pour out from Capitol Hill nowadays, whereas his predecessors didn't seem to have a grasp on the English language, much less a keyboard. In the same magazine, I read a lovely little blurb which brought up the point of the ever charming Ms. Palin's strength- her appeal to the stay-at-home mom. A long ignored voter, this group finally found a candidate to relate to.

I find two slight issues with all of this. First of all, with Ms. "I can see Russia from my house!", it's wonderful a neglected group finally found someone to reach out too. I wish it had been someone else, but what can you do? I just feel this trend stretches out in everything. Everything has a target market. I personally am studying design, and it always seems to boil down to will someone buy what you're making, and better yet- who? People look at things and it has to remind them of something. "That's soo vintage." "Omg, that would totally sell at Banana Republic." "I can see my sister wearing that." Is it possible for people, any people, whatever they're into, to not be into anything? Can politicians just target voters in general? Do they need the black vote, the mom vote? Do I need the upper-class customer? The trendy customer? Can't people just need each other?

Second issue is really...does Obama actually use Twitter? I wonder. I mean if McCain tweeted at Snookie from the Jersey Shore nothing surprises me. A little while back I think the internet was aconsidered lazy, for people sitting at home wasting time online. Now, it's the fountain of innovation.

Do I need to blog about what's trendy and in?

That's what the new internet customer wants, after all.

By the way, loved your speak today Barack!

Our combat mission in ending, but our commitment to Iraq's future is not.

Say what you want, the man talks pretty.

Or can I blog about whatever I want?

Like this gourmet chocolate company in Philadelphia my roommate showed me today?

mmmmmmmm!

Before you rush to answer, I already know the answer to my what can I blog about question.

It's not what I wanna hear.

♥ Lini.