Observant people tell me that I blog more often than before. Well, I think it’s even an understatement. I rarely blog every day, or even every week–I think I blog only twice or thrice a month. And this is a justifiable excuse because of the different justifiable forces that prevent me to do so. If something justifiable inhibited you to do something, then the direct causes of inhibition would also be as justifiable. This is the kind of logic I sustain in my values stream that kept me breathing. But I guess this won’t work in the crazily fast-paced lifestyle of the 21st century.
My boss during my first internship tells me this before an actual work: I trust you, you know what to do. Beyond that bragging smile I pose to exhibit a sugar-free confidence, I was actually telling myself: WTF. What are those things I know? The society is becoming less of a rational organization because contemporary norms standardize trivial knowledge–making it automatic. Okay, I actually didn’t get what I just said. Haha. The point is this, people become automatic due to their struggle for rationality. This is bit of an irony but it’s something I can observe–with myself at least. I am rational but my generated rationalities become an involuntary pool of knowledge, ready to spill anytime it needs to. This kind of philosophical inquiry might piss you off because you can’t understand the ultimate point of this. My Philosophy professor told us before: Philosophers and social scientists are the worst writers. Richard Rorty and Ludwig Wittgenstein would the best examples to prove such point. And I’m a bad writer when I’m writing about philosophy–or some sort of it. Actually, this blog entry is supposed to tackle about my new planner. As you can see, the original plan isn’t fulfilled. Haha.
To compensate for my bad writing style amidst philosophical inquiry, I will make an effort to link what I said in the previous paragraphs and buying (or obtaining, since I didn’t buy mine) a planner. For a twenty year old kid like me, it is expected that I will act in the most ideal forms of maturity. I have concrete sets of values which were made through a complex mixture of experiences and rationalities. But some point in my life as a mature person, I realized that I have to reformulate those sets of values to allow more room for rationality. A nice planner/journal helps me to do so. I just scanned over my three journals (for the last three years) and I saw myself as someone who knows everything and someone who won’t jerk a tear for something I don’t know. I want to strive to do something even if something justifiable inhibits me to do so. I want to grow. Wish me luck. Yes, even a excessively rational person like me believes in luck. Gotta start planning now. :)