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09/30/2004: "I'm gonna be a CRIMINAL hunter, dammit"
As much as I like the professor for Contracts and appreciate his clear teaching style, I really hate the material sometimes. Since a lot of the cases we read are about business contracts, it pulls in all this business-related crap that I have NO idea about. It makes me want to scream, "I DON'T NEED TO KNOW THIS. I'M GONNA GO CATCH CRIMINALS WHEN I GRADUATE."
After reading through addicting Xanga and Live Journal entries written by people who are complete strangers to me, I've decided that I dislike people who spill their emotional guts into online blogs and just direct all the friends there to read it. A) You can browse strangers' journals, and who the hell wants strangers to know your innermost feelings? B) It makes you a cheap friend. Honestly, when your close friends have something that is bothering them or is something important they want to share, do you REALLY just want to read about it online? Or do you want them to call you or email you and make you feel like they personally care about you?
As much as I rant and complain and spill little tidbits of my life on here, I'm certainly never going to say, "I'm so depressed, life sucks, Will pissed me off today and here's the whole story." Nevermind that Will rarely pisses me off, but if I really need to get something off my shoulders, I talk directly to people I care about for advice and sympathy and just an ear to listen.
As comfortable as people are getting with this whole emotional online diary thing, I can see socially mortifying situations occuring like people announcing their engagements, pregnancies, or new boyfriends online before they tell people in real life. Ouch.
Back to the goddamned contracts casebook...