For what it's worth, it could be worse.

Hi there. This is new to me, this whole "blog" thing. I enjoy writing. I enjoy reading. 'Nuff said. I am here to just present my writings from the past, my ideas and just to train myself to be a better writer by regularly writing here on things that interest me. I may as well introduce myself. My name is Mason, I am an aspiring something or other that has no idea what to do with my life. As a third year student in High School, a lot of my peers are dead set on their goals while I sit back and bitch and moan about my problems with the system around me. Instead of accepting the usual process of -you do well in school, you do well in college, you do well life- that is the basis for my peers and I getting through high school (not that I don't enjoy it) I just don't buy into it. Be it that its my unorthodox raising (not deprived, let me make that clear) I have been open minded my entire life (or I at least like to think it). For the most part, I am a good kid, and I like to think that there is some worth to that. Especially in a world that does not seem to want that anymore.


I think I'll end with some of my writing form stuff I have done in the past

If any of you that are reading this (Which there probably are about 0) I highly recommend any book by Chuck Klosterman, but this here pertains to "Killing Yourself to Live"


Killing Yourself to Live

The Alpha Male vs. The Beta Male
Chuck Klosterman discusses two types of people in the beginning of his book. There are two “male” species of which we all come from, that differ very much. While I could rewrite what I had read in the beginning ( and I am sure your would love the Mr. Readerman) its just not fun to write.
Now, as he described to me the beta male being the lesser of the two, I couldn’t help feeling much like the beta male, because lets be honest, I’m not hardcore, plate head of a persons that enjoys steroids with their power shakes. Now don’t get me wrong, I’m not some silly nanny of sorts that just sits around all day feeling bad for myself. Yet, I still qualify ad the “beat male”
At first I was like ‘damn, what’s wrong with me, I am being smack talked by a book’ and then I realized I had let Klosternan’s point go right over my head. I believe the writer was to use this to convey how things in life are always shuffled into genres, and categories, and is constantly under review by professionals telling you what not to buy, what not to do, etc. Much like the writer reviewed me, the reader, and led me to believe I am something that truly I am not, and really no one is.
Take music for example, people refuse to branch out because its not in there genre, or don’t listen to music because rolling stones said its sucks. What’s the point if you don’t experience it your self. If who you are is really defined by your experiences, what are we as a people doing letting other people detract from these crucial elements of living by removing the important part of experiencing, which is experience.

Or maybe I’m just a beta male…



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