EIP Reflection

The process of writing the actual essay has been relatively easy. I think because of the other assignments we have completed like the annotated bibliography, the topic proposal, introductions, and the outline, the research part of the process was forced and made us look deeper into our subjects. Its almost like we could have combine all the lesser assignments together to create the essay.

Peer review actually helped me this time too. That would be the first. I'm thankful for having a partner that actually read my paper and gave me constructive criticism and useful suggestions that I used to improve my project.

There's only one more thing to do and that's turn it in.

Anticipation

I can not say much about this quote other than I LOVE IT.


Joey: How do you remember something that never happened?

Wilder: Fondly. You see, Flaubert believed that anticipation was the purest form of pleasure...and the most reliable. And that while the things that actually happen to you would invariably disappoint, the things that never happened to you would never dim. Never fade. They would always be engraved in your heart with a sort of sweet sadness.

Spring Break 2013

This is probably a cliche post because I'm sure everyone else did a similar post on how their week vacation was great, but mine really was.
I didn't believe anything could top last years trip to Miami, but my time spent in Myrtle beach this year was just as fun! I'm grateful that both years, I spent my vacations with good friends!

Saturday Night Adventures

Unlike your typical freshman college student, I chose to stay in and watch movies this past Saturday evening. Among the many choices on Netflix, there are only a few I haven't seen. Going through the list, my roommate suggested that The Boy in the Stripped Pajamas was "really good".  So not wanting to watch Bridesmaids or Mean Girls for the 50th time like my roommate also suggested, we agreed to watch this "really good" movie.

Okay now here is my review. It was not good.
The movie was set during the beginning of the Holocaust and based around a boy, Bruno, whose family, or more partially his father, was a Nazi. Not only was he a soldier, but he seemed to be "promoted" to run a concentration camp in which the family had to move. The eight year old Bruno was very curious, and especially desperate to make friends. He went "exploring", and what he found was much more than just a friend.

To cut to the chase, Bruno made friends with another eight year old, except this boy was bound by an electric fence. Their friendship consisted of Bruno sneaking him food and the boy in "pajamas" telling him about the camp. Bruno never really understood that it wasn't just some summer camp, or that his father was the one running things.

Bruno often mentioned the horrible smells the camp let off, and he knew it was wrong how the Jews were treated as servants in his own home. Still, he was desperate to keep his friendship with Shmul and Bruno decided to sneak into the camp so they could find Shmul's father. Little did he know that once he  climbed under that fence, that he was one of them. A few minutes later, you see Bruno, Shmul, and a pack of other Jews in the camp being lead to a building. Its needless to say what happened.

I was crying like a little baby.
Not only was the two boys' deaths upsetting, but throughout the whole movie, you see how Bruno's father and the other soldiers treated the Jews. I believe they even said that Jews were not human. One soldier says in reference to the smell from the camps "they smell even worse when they burn".

That ignorance literally turned my stomach. I was so disgusted with humanity, that not only at this point in time, but many times in history, there was one group of people that though they were so superior to another that they thought they had the right to treat them like animals, to treat them like they were nothing.

My heart hurts.

What is worse is that it wasn't just a movie, such events actually occurred and discrimination because  people are "different' still exist today.

Purpose

Lately, I have just been feeling purpose-less. I go to school, work, and the gym, and of course the remainders of my day consist of eating and sleeping, but that is it. Nothing I do is really important (or I just haven't realized it's importance). I feel like I am just going through the motions, and as I try to organize my thoughts, reassessing my priorities, I just get caught up in the daily events instead of focusing on the bigger picture.

I was just sitting in class today and every thing that we were suppose to be learning, was going in one ear and out the other. As much as I tried to take something from the lecture, it's relevance dissipated as it lingered on....and on...and on. I won't say what class it was, but I can be sure that none of the content that is presented in that particular class is going to be of any use in my future or career.

I just want everything I do to mean something. I want there to be a purpose.
I do not want to waste my time in a class that only provides me with insignificant information I might not ever need again. Take math for example, my career will have nothing to do with X's and Y's and Pythagorean theorem. I hate math. I can do all the basic math equations in my head, and I can tell time on an analog clock. That says a lot when this up-and-coming generation relies solely on their calculators for all their problems.

I mean, I do my work, I get good grades, and then I forget everything I only memorized for the test.

I'm not even certain of the career path I chose. Who is going to take a 4 foot 10 girl serious in law enforcement?

I just need a job where I can travel the world.

But still, whats the purpose in that? So I get to see beautiful places, but I'm not doing anything to better my life.

GAHHHH

The 90s

Okay, like some of my other posts, this one might not directly relate to our class.

Well, this past weekend, except today, it was particularly rainy.
And no, this is not a post about the weather again, although it was really nice today.
Anyhow, I spent this drag of a weekend watching reruns of the hit show Dawson Creek on netflix.
The show first aired in 1998. I mean that just sounds ancient.
So, the show is based around the lives of four teenagers and all that entails. I just found the show to be so interesting because of how much the world has changed since then.
TV shows today are more focused on sex, alcohol and drugs. If you watch MTV for a day, you'll view episodes of Teen Mom, 16 and Pregnant, Jersey Shore, and the latest addition to the reality show family, Buckwild.
In Dawson's Creek, cell phones weren't a necessity, and you actually had to talk to people, face to face, if you wanted to see them. And I'm sure social networks were not as prevalent as they are today. Facebook was not even created until 2004.
I don't know if it is just me, but the 90's seemed to be a lot simpler.

Blizzard of Febuary 16

After being a beautiful 63 degrees on Friday, the lovely city of Charlotte proved to be bipolar again when the very next day it dropped to 37 degrees and began snowing.

 The other people in my dorm were more than excited. They started having snowball fights with the little accumulation that there was. I even saw tiny snowmen built all over campus as we drove through after the hour flurry. Personally, I like to be warm and have saw enough snow that will last me a lifetime. "Give me summer!" was my thought!

So then today, it was 50 degrees, sunny, and bit breezy.
I wish this weather would make up its mind!