Interpretation

Speaking generally, sometimes I have to remind myself that just because someone else may have a different interpretation of something than I do does not mean that my own interpretation is necessarily wrong. It's just different.

You'd think I'd be over stuff like that what with college and all. I feel like I need to get better at owning my opinions. The problem is, though, that when presented with a well put argument or statement I can't help but say, "Well, yeah, okay." Which isn't me just rolling over and taking it. I really do mean well, yeah, okay. It's kind of like how I always thought those people in Philosophy were weird for getting their panties in a twist over Descartes or Kant. Getting angry isn't going to solve anything. Plus, in that case, they're dead. You're not going to change their minds.

Just one of those things I have to tell myself occasionally.

Why am I even up at two in the morning? Geez.

More Rodney Rambling

Earlier today Mom and I had a bit of a discussion about Rodney, Katie, John, and SGA in general. Mostly Rodney, which prompted Mom to point out that "he's not real." My response was basically, "Look, I just spent four years talking about fictional people and situations as though they were real, bear with me."

Going back to my last post about interpretation and my own more laid back responses to a lot of the reading I did at SU, I see more and more that my classroom behavior carries over into my everyday behavior. Certain things I will get angry and bitchy about. But when it comes to most works of fiction, be it novel, movie, or show, I tend to get more twitchy than anything. A much lower level of annoyed. Because what good does getting angry about it do me? Not much. So I let things slide and I take what works for me and leave the rest. It keeps me from going crazy with annoyance.

Plus, I like discussing things and the more level-headed I can be, the more I can enjoy the actual act of discussion.

(What's under the cut kind of got away from me. My brain makes weird connections and jumps all over the place and sometimes I just like to type things out. This is what happens when I "think outloud." It can get confusing in person. But maybe some of it will make sense here.)

( Anyway, we were talking about Rodney and Katie )