Sunday, April 20, 2003

Looks like an essay-writing kinda day...

Working on the History of the Sonata Form paper all day. D&D from 7-11, socteam meeting at 11, then more writing.

On another note: Interhouse totally rocked. Great job, guys. :)
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Last night, I remember touching on the idea of a perfect person. I thought being perfect wouldn't be all it's cracked up to be, but the topic shifted too fast for me to really mull it over. So, a few reasons for being flawed human beings:
-you'll never be able to appreciate another's abilities if you're consistently better, or have never known failure
-if you're perfect in every way, then why rely on a friend's skill?
-you'll never become stronger and more mature through knowing failure, or overcoming your faults

Never mind that your friends will always feel a little upstaged and unwanted, even if you're perfectly kind to them. There's something reassuring about knowing your faults and being able to work together with others to compensate for them, producing something much better through combined effort than any of you could have created on your own. Like Interhouse - everyone focuses on their own areas of interest, and when everything is juxtaposed, it's a much better result than if a few perfect people did everything on their own. And more people took pleasure in the creation, even if it's not quite as excellent as if made by a perfect person.

And would a perfect person possess a personality? I can't think of anyone who hasn't offended someone by who they are and what they've done at some time... your actions will always tick off someone. Always. There will always be someone who finds fault with your conduct and gossips behind your back - I don't think it would be possible for one person to appeal to everyone as perfect. After all, we all have our own ideas of perfection, right? Who's to say what the perfect idea of perfection is?

Hm. That discourse reminds me of the convoluted, abstract discussions that we had in h 161 last term (the brewer class, what is history). Yikes.

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