Okay so I was really excited to have so much time off this holiday season (with the unexpected snowdays and only 3 exams I have 4 weeks off) I was prepared to get ahead for next semester. I was going to finish essays that are due soon after the return to school, read the novels that I was assigned... I have had 2 weeks off so far and has any of that happened? No. I have however gone out multiple nights, done a lot of pre-Christmas shopping, gone skating a few times, watched at least 4 Disney movies and a few episodes of ER, not to mention spending hours upon hours at my beloved Yogashack.
New Years resolution: STOP PROCRASTINATING! (notice how I could easily start that now, but I decided to put it off a few days? I'm off to a great start...)
Okay, I'm going to finish reading Emma (which isn't like school work because I love Jane Austen) before Christmas. Wish me luck internet!
Tuesday, December 21, 2010
Sunday, December 19, 2010
College is cool, but knowledge is not?
Knowledge is supposedly valued in our society. We need knowledge to get places in life. So why is it that so many young people seem to literally repel knowledge? It's like people, especially girls, are embarrassed to know things. I have this one friend and she pretends to be dumb. She was lazy in highschool and didn't get good grades. It seems she is taking her lack of high marks and turning herself into a joke. Let me show you an example, one day she made her facebook status something, I can't remember what it was now, but it was extremely grammatically incorrect. Someone commented saying she had made a mistake and she said well what do you expect? I almost failed basic English. Now personally, that is not something I would brag about. She is intelligent, but chooses to hide that from people. Maybe it's to seem more attractive to guys? But seriously, if the guy wants a dumb girl with no brain power what so ever, he's not worth it.
In highschool especially it seemed like people were scared to be in the middle range. It was okay to be in AP classes with very high marks, you were admired in a way, or the opposite end of the spectrum, if you were failing almost everything you were a joke. But you were in on the joke so it's okay. If you were in the middle you just floated through, pretty much invisible. This really bothers me. Not everyone is a genious, but everyone has the potential to be smart.
As a second year university student I value knowledge. I try to learn as much as I can in my classes. I am proud of what I know and if someones asks me a question I try to answer to the best of my ability. Do people think that not knowing things makes them more attractive? Because FYI world, it doesn't. Not being able to hold a conversation is not appealing. Sure, not everyone is the next Einstein or Socrates. But everyone has thoughts and opinions and they should not be afraid to share them.
I don't want to place myself above the previously mentioned stereotype, but I truly value knowledge and education. If I know something I'm not going to be embarrassed about it. I am going to speak up and let the world know that I work hard and I have something to show for it.
In highschool especially it seemed like people were scared to be in the middle range. It was okay to be in AP classes with very high marks, you were admired in a way, or the opposite end of the spectrum, if you were failing almost everything you were a joke. But you were in on the joke so it's okay. If you were in the middle you just floated through, pretty much invisible. This really bothers me. Not everyone is a genious, but everyone has the potential to be smart.
As a second year university student I value knowledge. I try to learn as much as I can in my classes. I am proud of what I know and if someones asks me a question I try to answer to the best of my ability. Do people think that not knowing things makes them more attractive? Because FYI world, it doesn't. Not being able to hold a conversation is not appealing. Sure, not everyone is the next Einstein or Socrates. But everyone has thoughts and opinions and they should not be afraid to share them.
I don't want to place myself above the previously mentioned stereotype, but I truly value knowledge and education. If I know something I'm not going to be embarrassed about it. I am going to speak up and let the world know that I work hard and I have something to show for it.
My blissful night
A couple of nights ago my friends and I went out to a club for a couple drinks. I drive so all I was drinking was water, but I prefer being sober when I go out so everything was good. They ended up having more then a couple of drinks and soon we were all dancing like fools. By the time 2am rolled around I was exhausted; the bar was closing and my friends were starting to really feel the drinks. I grabbed my coat, said my goodbyes and made my way to my car. As I was walking it started snowing; not a harsh cold snow, but a light gentle snow that was absolutely beautiful. I had parked a few streets away from the bar so I had a about a ten minute walk ahead of me, but with the snow and lack of wind I didn't mind one bit. I passed Victoria Park, which is the park in the middle of downtown. It was my first time seeing it this holiday season and the lights on all the trees was breath taking. It looked like a scene from a movie.
I was in such a euphoric mood that instead of heading straight to my car and going home I decided to walk through the park for a bit (I was alone and it was 2am, so in retrospect it might not have been the safest of ideas, but that's okay). I couldn't help but smile as I walked. It was such a peaceful moment, it just felt right; like everything in life was going to work out fine. I realized that I might have looked a little crazy, walking alone at night with a huge smile on my face, but that just made me laugh, which deffinitely reinforced the crazy aspect...
I can't remember a time I felt so completely and truly content. All my worries from the day floated away, as cheesy as that sounds they really did, it was a magical walk. However, after about 15 minutes the cold started to catch up with my and I decided I should be heading home.
I wanted to share this night with the world. I wanted friends and family and strangers to experience this with me. But I know that it wouldn't have been the same with others there. So my hope for them, since they couldn't be there with me on that night, is that they have a moment like that of their own. A moment when they are at perfect bliss with their lives. I think everyone needs that.
Good luck in finding your own 'blissful night'. I hope it happens soon, I really do.
I was in such a euphoric mood that instead of heading straight to my car and going home I decided to walk through the park for a bit (I was alone and it was 2am, so in retrospect it might not have been the safest of ideas, but that's okay). I couldn't help but smile as I walked. It was such a peaceful moment, it just felt right; like everything in life was going to work out fine. I realized that I might have looked a little crazy, walking alone at night with a huge smile on my face, but that just made me laugh, which deffinitely reinforced the crazy aspect...
I can't remember a time I felt so completely and truly content. All my worries from the day floated away, as cheesy as that sounds they really did, it was a magical walk. However, after about 15 minutes the cold started to catch up with my and I decided I should be heading home.
I wanted to share this night with the world. I wanted friends and family and strangers to experience this with me. But I know that it wouldn't have been the same with others there. So my hope for them, since they couldn't be there with me on that night, is that they have a moment like that of their own. A moment when they are at perfect bliss with their lives. I think everyone needs that.
Good luck in finding your own 'blissful night'. I hope it happens soon, I really do.
Being Young
I recently turned 19, which in Ontario is the legal drinking age. Going out to the bars with friends, having a few too many drinks and dancing the night away has quickly become a favourite way to relieve the stress associated with school.
However, before I turned 19 my nights consisted of a much more relaxed environment. Instead of the latest pop tunes blaring through me in a noisy club with sweaty people pressed against eachother I spent my nights at small bars with good friends and great live shows. We would talk about philosophy, politics, ethics and life; what we want to do, who we want to be. It was great. It made me feel truly alive. Alcohol wasn't necessary to have a good time (however even at the clubs I tend to frquent now I still don't find it necessary to have a good time), everyone just enjoyed eachother's company and valued their opinion.
I guess I'm just writing this because I miss those nights, and those friends. Things change and friends leave and life doesn't stop for anyone (yes that is a quote from The Perks of being a wallflower, but I feel like it applies here). I hope to reconnect with those friends soon and go back to the dirty hole in the wall bars we use to hang out in.
Those nights were honestly some of the best nights of my life and I will always remember them. So thank you to my friends who made them so worthwhile, the musicians who wrote the soundtrack to the nights and provided us with great entertainment and the bar owners for offering a real place to spend quality time with amazing people (and for not caring that I was underage). I hope you guys enjoyed them as much as I did.
Love, an old friend.
However, before I turned 19 my nights consisted of a much more relaxed environment. Instead of the latest pop tunes blaring through me in a noisy club with sweaty people pressed against eachother I spent my nights at small bars with good friends and great live shows. We would talk about philosophy, politics, ethics and life; what we want to do, who we want to be. It was great. It made me feel truly alive. Alcohol wasn't necessary to have a good time (however even at the clubs I tend to frquent now I still don't find it necessary to have a good time), everyone just enjoyed eachother's company and valued their opinion.
I guess I'm just writing this because I miss those nights, and those friends. Things change and friends leave and life doesn't stop for anyone (yes that is a quote from The Perks of being a wallflower, but I feel like it applies here). I hope to reconnect with those friends soon and go back to the dirty hole in the wall bars we use to hang out in.
Those nights were honestly some of the best nights of my life and I will always remember them. So thank you to my friends who made them so worthwhile, the musicians who wrote the soundtrack to the nights and provided us with great entertainment and the bar owners for offering a real place to spend quality time with amazing people (and for not caring that I was underage). I hope you guys enjoyed them as much as I did.
Love, an old friend.
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