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Confirmation bias
I’d only been out of college a year but I like to think of myself as a professional short-story writer. – J.D. Salinger, “For Esme, with Love and Squalor” [L]anguage must remain unfinished… speeches must be interrupted to avert the … Continue reading
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Tagged adulthood, arthur schopenhauer, childhood, draft, egoism, essay, innocence, j.d. salinger, literature, personal, pessimism, writing
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It’s impossible to learn to tell jokes by watching cartoons
Since I started college four years ago, 2014 had been the year that I looked forward to the most. It was my graduation year, which will mean the end not only of my college schooling but also of my required … Continue reading
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Tagged adolescence, adulthood, buddhism, cancer, education, enlightenment, ernest hemingway, essay, f. scott fitzgerald, family, film, friends, grunge, into the wild, j.d. salinger, jonathan franzen, kurt cobain, literary theory, nirvana, personal, pessimism, philosophy, richard linklater, solitude, tarlac city, writing
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Tagged adulthood, childhood, holden caulfield, innocence, j.d. salinger, jane gallagher, kings on the back row, poem, the catcher in the rye
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Just last week I was writing about the cold weather, how I enjoy it, how I love it, how I wish it’ll last longer. And when I arrived to Tarlac last Friday night, the cold winds were still there and … Continue reading
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Tagged adulthood, climate, control, essay, god complex, life, madness, maturity, paranoia, perception, summer, temperature, tropical country, weather, woody allen
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