Tuesday, March 10, 2009

connection

I was looking at assignment #11 and saw that the was author Barbara Ehrenreich. I am reading "Nickel and Dimed: on not getting by in America" by the same author for my soc 105 class and just thought it was cool that there was a connection between the two classes. I think things like that should happen ALOT more often!!

-I cry and wait alone-

I cry and wait alone upon the guilt of my shame, and upon my hurt and hatred;
I speak silent obsessive prayers from within me, at war with myself, ashamed of my horrid sins;
I see, in distant time, the girl controlled by her addiction, crying, alone, consumed, confused;
I see that girl taken by her pride – I see the powerful demon of giving in;
I hide the truth of torture and abandoned love, longing to be seen – I live this life full of fear;
I hear the bells of victory, success, celebration – I have covered eyes and ears;
I hold a memory of her – I see the children laughing who do not know hurt, enjoying their time of innocence;
I wander the streets and cities darkened by black plaques of selfishness, pride, and of greed, as is the world;
All these – All the pain and persistence without gain, I waiting, cry alone,
Crave, long, and am silent.

Tuesday, February 10, 2009

WCW

So when I went to the WCW, the teacher never showed! They had to find a substitute to go through a powerpoint with us and only two of us were there. It was quite amusing to watch this young teacher run around making phone calls looking for an instructor, and she ended up reading the slideshow WORD FOR WORD to us as we stared at the screen. She had us highlight a few sources and just stared at us blankly for a while. I mean, I did learn a little about APA format, but overall I was just kinda like "why am I here again??" as she went about her business.

And people wonder why I'm so obsessed with being organized....

Wednesday, January 28, 2009

Humor

Ok this is totally random but I am STILL laughing about yesterday's class! The things that were said...or were thought to be said, but really weren't...still make me chuckle everytime I think about it. I really enjoyed Tuesday's class period. The topic about the library is very near and dear to my heart and I found it easier to participate and connect with. It was also helpful to me because I was in a VERY crabby mood yesterday, and the classtime brought humor to my day. I havn't laughed that hard in a longgggg time.

So thank you for Shark Porn and Underwater M**********n, I needed that laugh...

Thursday, January 22, 2009

No Such Luck

Today in class the topic of nail bitting came up and I thought that I would use it for my Wikipedia project. Unfortunately, there are already 2 entries about it...darn. So I'm still on the hunt for a "new" topic, brainstorming away...
I thought that the tips from the reading was helpful because it helped me come up with broad topics that could be broken down into more specifics. So far, I'm finding this textbook useful and sort of interesting.

Wednesday, January 14, 2009

A piece inspired by MLK...

Love

“You’ll never share real love until you love yourself.” (RENT) Is that possible, to really love myself? And how does that stop me from loving others? I don’t know about you, but those questions pop up in my head on a regular basis. And the answer is simple; if you don’t love yourself, you can’t know how to love anyone else. How could you? True love begins in the hearts of each of us. But truly loving yourself for who you are can be difficult and painful for the everyday human being. We all seem to look at ourselves and only see the negatives, not the quirks that make us unique. My dream is that one day, we, as a body, will look in the mirror and see the light in each of us that makes the world shine so blindly bright. That love will not only be something we feel for others, but ourselves as well.
Children are our future. And in order to keep the love flowing, they need to be shown what true love is. It’s eating an ice cream cone and not feeling guilty. It’s buying that pair of shoes you’ve wanted for months, but were too ashamed to buy. It’s finally saying no to all those demanding requests and spending a day of relaxation at the spa. Love has its own definition for each individual. Webster’s Dictionary defines love as “A great liking, fondness; to delight in, enjoy.” My challenge to the world is that everyone opens their mind to the possibility of self-optimism and realizes how wonderful they all are.
Aren’t you tired of hearing about teen suicides and husbands murdering their wives on the news every week? I believe that if we all learn to love ourselves, we would have absolutely no reason to hurt anyone else, physically or emotionally. To the bulimic ninety-eight pound 16-year-old who looks at herself and sees nothing but fat; may she grow to love the skin she is in and see behind the lies that alter her vision. To the alcoholic father who comes home and screams at his wife and 3 small children after a bad day at work and a 2 hour stop at the bar; may he be guided to a place of peace and reassurance that his family loves him no matter how screwed up he is; that there is always hope for change. To the depressed atheist who just found out he is to being sent to fight for his country in Iraq in 2 weeks; may his faith be redirected in a direction that is healthy and honest, that someone reveals to him the Truth and his life changes forever by the biggest decision he could ever make. To every human being on this earth and all that are to come who don’t see the beauty and potential lying within them, (which truly is everyone), may they learn to love themselves as was intended and that the world as a whole comes together as one and be filled with support and encouragement for every brother and sister through any struggle they may encounter.
My dream is love.