Thursday, June 30, 2005
On Life
I thought I should write something, give something back to the loyal few who continue to check my page although I haven't updated in a month. So here goes...
College:
I'm quite excited. I was considering changing my name for college, just because, but instead, I'm just gonna go by "Sam." I can then see how long it takes for "Pucci" to catch on. Mom and I went shopping for schtuff in a catalog and at Bed, Bath, and Beyoooooooooond, so now my room will be decked out in brightly colored mismatched sheets. It'll be awesome. Many of my color choices made my mom cringe, but it's worth it. Everything is first impressions.
First Impressions:
I'm reading Blink by Malcolm Gladwell. It's about the power that first impressions hold. The general (very very summed up general) thesis is that the amount of information that your subconcious gains in the first three seconds of an encounter is almost equal to the amount your concious gains in months or years. This is because your experiences have fine tuned your subconcious to pick up on small nuances that escape your eye. Of course, there are times that you subconcious might not pick up on details, but the details are still there. A specific study showed that when fifteen minute tape of a newly married couple when reviewed carefully under set guidelines predicted with about 90% accuracy whether that couple would stay together or not. Albeit, I have not seen the exact statistics of the study, but i trust in the book's information. The head researcher however, after seing so many tapes has fine tuned his brain to be able to predict such results just from evesdropping on an ordinary conversation. This just goes to show that you can generally trust your first impression of a person without actually spending time with them.
Boobs:
Boobs are good. That's why God created them. At first, He only made one, but decided that it was so much fun, why not make another. That's why girls have two boobs, instead of just one on one side.
College:
I'm quite excited. I was considering changing my name for college, just because, but instead, I'm just gonna go by "Sam." I can then see how long it takes for "Pucci" to catch on. Mom and I went shopping for schtuff in a catalog and at Bed, Bath, and Beyoooooooooond, so now my room will be decked out in brightly colored mismatched sheets. It'll be awesome. Many of my color choices made my mom cringe, but it's worth it. Everything is first impressions.
First Impressions:
I'm reading Blink by Malcolm Gladwell. It's about the power that first impressions hold. The general (very very summed up general) thesis is that the amount of information that your subconcious gains in the first three seconds of an encounter is almost equal to the amount your concious gains in months or years. This is because your experiences have fine tuned your subconcious to pick up on small nuances that escape your eye. Of course, there are times that you subconcious might not pick up on details, but the details are still there. A specific study showed that when fifteen minute tape of a newly married couple when reviewed carefully under set guidelines predicted with about 90% accuracy whether that couple would stay together or not. Albeit, I have not seen the exact statistics of the study, but i trust in the book's information. The head researcher however, after seing so many tapes has fine tuned his brain to be able to predict such results just from evesdropping on an ordinary conversation. This just goes to show that you can generally trust your first impression of a person without actually spending time with them.
Boobs:
Boobs are good. That's why God created them. At first, He only made one, but decided that it was so much fun, why not make another. That's why girls have two boobs, instead of just one on one side.
Saturday, June 04, 2005
.............
Everyone is out partying......... I'm editing.........
Those bastards.
All work and no play make pucci go mother fuckin' crazy bitches!
Nah, I'm just kidding.
Those bastards.
All work and no play make pucci go mother fuckin' crazy bitches!
Nah, I'm just kidding.
