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3/16/10- Most people look at tight jeans and wasting time on using conditioner in the shower as common examples of fashion over function, but I beg to differ. While the fashionable waste time planning outfits and fixing their hair, they ultimately reap the benefits of that. With a better physical appearance, they make themselves more attractive and easier to get along with. While this may seem shallow, it is true that it is much easier to make business deals with people you don’t know if they are attractive. Yes, people who aren’t deemed “attractive” in modern society can be great people and have wonderful personalities, but in a business or professional environment, no one is going to take the time to get to know them. Taking time to maintain an attractive and fashionable appearance gives them an advantage and displays that they take pride in their personal appearance. This also makes it look like they will take pride in other work they do. Thus, I argue that fashion over function does not really occur, but rather that fashion leads to function in our modern society.

3/19/10- I can’t help but think, sometimes, that the world around me is just an illusion, very similar to the Matrix. I often feel like I am the only real person and everyone else is just an illusion, testing me for some odd reason. When my father says things like, “It’s amazing to think that everyone has their own life,” I feel like he is just trying to further push the idea into my mind that the world is real. This idea that everyone has a brain as complex and emotional as my own is mind-boggling and I cannot easily comprehend it. Maybe I’m just being unreasonable, and there are obvious reasons why I should believe in this reality, but I can’t stop myself from questioning the world around me. If what I think really is the case, then I wonder what comes next. If I “die” to I leave this reality and get to view the real one? Or am I permanently stuck in this fake world, just to question and never to discover? I honestly hope that I am wrong, and that reality is reality, but you never know...