Sunday, September 4, 2011

Blog 1. In my bag.





So inside my bag I found wallet, lighter, matches, candy, nail polish, glasses, mascara, cigarettes, waller, some make-up, few pens, gum, and eye drops. I realized that when I dumped my bag out and took these pictures, that was minus my ipod and my cell phone that were in my pockets. The bigger must-haves. As I looked at everything and compared it to the categories we made in class, I thought it was pretty cool how most of it fit those categories. You have your necessities, the precautions, the electronics that guide us, and beauty supplies. Eventhough we all have certain standard things that we keep on us, they vary by amount, quaintity, quality, and necessity. A guy in college might need a pen as much as I do, yet more ofthen than girls, they don't even have one pen on them. :) By the contents of my bag one can draw enough information for a brief analysis of who I am, or at least the type of person I am. I smoke. I carry around make-up although half the time I'm not wearing any. I always keeps sweets in my pocketbook, more-so for the days I'm too broke for lunch. Or maybe I'm in denial about a sweet tooth. :) Always having to have sun-glasses, even on the rainy days, I suppose says a lot about me also.
For an average person fourty years ago, I suppose the amount of stuff in my bag would be way too much to toss around all day, which reflects a lot on the cultural changes my generation is going through. The amount of things we "need" seem to grow more and more every year. The need to look better and isolate yourself is two very major things that I feel my generation cannot overcome. A lot of the things we carry on us either think for us, change us, or put chemicals in us. And that seems ok. Having to be prepared for everything on every day basis is becoming easier with technology, and non-tech things also, becoming smaller and smaller every month, and being able to provide more and more. Isolation has boomed ever since the mobile devices have become easier accesible, smaller, and with more capabilities ever imagined. I'm the one to speak. That nail-polish in my bag is only for when somewhere outside, waiting, I need a moment to look occupied. For the sake of averting creepos mostly, yet still a form of isolation. And the ipod is always on. Our digital world and the real one are so interlaced that one is becoming harder to tell apart from the other. Sometimes those lines merge, sometimes people choose the better alternative [living in the world of W.O.W. LoL]


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