Seriously.
Do you know what one of the things I did today was? Looked at People.com...at celebrities pictures...to decide which celebrity looked better in the same outfit. I didn't vote or anything, but I HAD to look at all the pictures. Seriously? This is how I spend my time. When I could be...calling my mom or sisters or something. Anyway.
The American Dream. I'm going to completely go out there and beg for hate comments BUT...I've decided it's a joke. YEP! I said it. It's a joke. Do I believe that people can do anything if they put their mind to it? Not
quite, but to extent, yes- I think people can get rich and such if they work hard enough, and America makes that QUITE possible...what with all the government hand outs and stuff. So anyway- why do I think it's a joke? Here's how I came to this conclusion. In my literature class we just finished reading
My Antonia by Willa Cather. So my teacher wanted us to all keep in mind the American Dream while we were reading it. We talked about how the American Dream has evolved through the ages. So after reading
My Antonia I've come to the conclusion that the American Dream makes people miserable. YES- MISERABLE. Why? Because the American Dream has simply caused people to never be satisfied. People are constantly looking for MORE. I'm guilty of it. In the book, there is a major theme of characters who are happy, but change their lives because they think they
should because of societies conventions and such, but they
were happy. Since they changed, looked for more, they became unhappy. You'd just have to read it to understand. But the HAPPIEST PEOPLE, were the ones who were content with what they had. I do not mean to say SETTLING...but maybe I am. I think that I've seen this throughout my life- there are so many people I've seen that are poor as church mice ( yes, I just said poor as church mice) but are as happy as can be, because they are living in the present. Church leaders say it all the time- live in the present. Don't live for tomorrow, or dwell in the past. Live for TODAY. So anyway- the book has a major theme of happiness in being content. If you are always thinking, "Once I have THIS, I will be happy" you will never be happy. I admit I am 100% GUILTY of this thinking process. So anyway- I think the American Dream is a joke, because it's evolved into this idea that you can always have MORE. Sure, that may be true, but it is deceitful when thinking about the result. Now I must say, people can be happy if they are rich or wealthy or whatever. That is not AT ALL what I'm saying. I'm just saying that if people think the American Dream leads to happiness, I think they are being fooled. The American Dream leads to discontentment, in my opinion, which is an endless road of disappointment and unhappiness. Anyway- not to be a downer or anything. I've just been thinking about that a lot. I'm trying to live in the present more....it's hard. Yay for hate comments- bring em! (Don't worry- I'm still a Republican and I LOVE AMERICA! Even if Obama is President...oh dear)
Well, Clay and I have been pathetic sicklings the past week. I was so sick that I stayed home from school one day- I NEVER DO THAT! It's been horrid. I think I'm finally getting over it though...BUT leading to allergies. Love it.
I have about a billion pics to load but I'm so lazy. I just need a long day to load up pics. It'll come soon enough...
Next week is midterms. YES! That means I am about halfway done with my LAST SEMESTER IN COLLEGE! That rocks. Do you all realize how excited I am? I'm really SO excited for the graduation event part. I have NEVER worn a cap and gown and I am SO wearing one and marking my achievement with that wonderful march. So many people say, "Oh it's so stupid- why should I walk? It's not like it means anything- I hated high school graduation"- like my husband. WELL it IS a big deal. And that WILL be a picture I load up. Me and Clay in our caps and gowns graduated. Yessssssssss!
Summer is here. I am L-O-V-I-N-G it! Today I went and read in the sun. It felt wondrous. I'm even getting some sun on my arms. My legs never seem to get tan. I swear they repel the sun for some reason. I don't get it. Oh well.
Tutoring is fine. It's pretty busy. I wish people would stop telling people about the lab. hah. Yesterday I tutored someone who is insane. I don't understand. Sometimes people come in and they talk the whole time...they ask me a question, but don't let me anwer. They continue to talk in...for lack of better word...stupidity (I don't mean that I think they are stupid- they just don't know WHAT they are talking about) and they always say, "I think I understand this part really well" and when I look at their homework, they most DEFINITELY do NOT know this stuff at ALL. Then they KEEP talking and never let me get a word in...so I'm like, uh...do you want help or NOT?!?!! Drive me crazy. Then there was this guy who seriously SOAKED himself in cologne...I mean seriously, he HAS to go through a bottle a week. I could barely breath around him. He was in the library today when I was in there and I turned to see if it was him, which it was, because of the ENORMOUS smell of cologne. Why do guys do this? Don't they realize it defeats the purpose? I think some of the guys I tutor, even though they know I'm married, feel like they have to assure me they know what they are doing....I don't know why they want to look cool or smart. They know I know more than them, why else would they be there? I dont' know why they pretend. But I always feel bad for the type that act like they know what they are doing, ask me if it's right, and I tell them no...and they get BRIGHT RED faces. That makes me feel bad. I wish they wouldn't get embarrased. They also apoligize for getting things wrong. It's funny. I should say, "YOU SHOULD BE SORRY...GOSH!" But I don't. I say, "Uh...It's okay- that's what I'm hear for!" Also, there's this girl who is from some other country...I don't know - Nigera I think? Not sure- she asks me...pointing to her homework, "What numbers do I put here?" I'm like...uhhh...can't really do her homework for her. So I try to explain the concept. She says, "Yes, but what numbers do I put here?" I explain the concept in a different way," Yes, but what numbers do I put here?" WHAT THE HECK! Then she goes on to say, "I just don't understand the English, can't you just tell me what to do?" I say no, and try explaining again. Thank GOODNESS the lab closed quickly- otherwise I would've gone crazy. Then she comes in again, does the whole "I completely understand this part- but do I use these numbers or these numbers?" Okay- if she asks that question she doesn't know ANYTHING about ANY of the problem. I try explaining this to her, she again- thinks she knows better than I and says, "No no no- I understand that part- which numbers do I use?" I decide to just pretend she does know what she's talking about because I don't want to deal with her and there are a billion people in the lab so I say- "Those ones". She says, "Okay- I understand now." YEAH........right. Anyway. That's boring.
Well. That's my life. Enjoy it, ignore it, whatev. Again, I'm a professional at wasting time...thus, I have written all this down...avoiding writing essays! AHGGGGGGGG.