That's what I'm saying!
I don't see why we can't all just get along. I mean, we're all made out of the same stuff. If you took out money, clothes and religion out of the situation, then we're basically all the same people.
That is, if you count out the fact that we all have different opinions and beliefs.
The thing is, it's unrealistic to think that we would all be the same, but I think that if we all accepted each other's beliefs, we would all get along swimmingly.
Thursday, September 27, 2012
Tuesday, September 25, 2012
What quality do I value most in friendship?
The quality I value most in friendship is reliability. I love having someone (or two someones) to rely on when I need anything, and I love having someone to cheer me up when I'm feeling down. I don't know what else to say about that. I mean, who likes being alone? There's nothing wrong with that, but I would rather cry and have someone listen to me and care than cry and have snot running down my nose all by myself. That's all.
Friday, September 21, 2012
Free Write: What am I doing with my life?
Someone please tell me what to do. Please tell me what to do. Please. Help. Me.
Here's a rundown of my school schedule. I am taking four AP classes: AP Lang, APUSH, AP Psych and APES. I get no sleep. I have no life. My friends are worrying about me. I am cranky, and I yell at my dad for singing "Gangnam Style." My eye twitches randomly. It's very annoying.
WHYYYYY.
Then people tell me to drop one class so that I can have a life, but I don't want to! My parents are making me drop APUSH, but I really don't want to be in a class where I'm, I don't know, intellectually stagnant?! BLEEEHHHH.
I want to start a flashmob where everyone starts dancing to "Gangnam Style." Someone please do it with me. Please. Please?! That would make my life! Teehee.
K bye.
Wednesday, September 19, 2012
If I could create a reality TV show, what would it be about?
My reality show would be about finding the true meaning of happiness.
I was watching Ellen (like I do), and she talked about this documentary called "Happy". The director was on her show, and he shared a beautiful story of how a bike accident completely changed the way he looked at life. The man was a fairly successful director, but even with all his material wealth, he was never really happy. After the bike accident, I guess he kind of stopped and thought, "If I didn't manage to survive that accident, I can't bear the thought that the life I leave behind was full of empty, material fulfillment." So with that, he moved out of his mansion, sold or gave away all of his belongings (I think he kept the bike) and moved into a small shack next to the ocean. Surprisingly, it was there that he found true happiness.
The movie was really eye-opening, seeing different cultures and their perception of true fulfillment. Many of these people owned nothing but a small dwelling and the clothes on their backs. I remember one of those men was a rickshaw driver (it's a mode of transportation where a man pulls people on this cart-type vehicle), and he said that he was the happiest man on earth because he knows his son who loves him is waiting at home.
I love things that are a real and run deeper than artificiality. I think it would be very beneficial to a country like America to witness people who have less than they, but have the upper hand on something else that is harder to find.
I was watching Ellen (like I do), and she talked about this documentary called "Happy". The director was on her show, and he shared a beautiful story of how a bike accident completely changed the way he looked at life. The man was a fairly successful director, but even with all his material wealth, he was never really happy. After the bike accident, I guess he kind of stopped and thought, "If I didn't manage to survive that accident, I can't bear the thought that the life I leave behind was full of empty, material fulfillment." So with that, he moved out of his mansion, sold or gave away all of his belongings (I think he kept the bike) and moved into a small shack next to the ocean. Surprisingly, it was there that he found true happiness.
The movie was really eye-opening, seeing different cultures and their perception of true fulfillment. Many of these people owned nothing but a small dwelling and the clothes on their backs. I remember one of those men was a rickshaw driver (it's a mode of transportation where a man pulls people on this cart-type vehicle), and he said that he was the happiest man on earth because he knows his son who loves him is waiting at home.
I love things that are a real and run deeper than artificiality. I think it would be very beneficial to a country like America to witness people who have less than they, but have the upper hand on something else that is harder to find.
Monday, September 17, 2012
What is my most trusted news source?
Since I don't really trust any news sources (for the same reasons as Kaitlin), per se, I would have to say that Wingspan is my most trusted news source! I know the staff, and I trust everyone enough to think that they know that they're information is credible. Also, Ms. Merrill looks over the paper to make sure that everything is right. If that isn't enough, Dr. Burdett takes a look at the paper as well, so I know that nothing inaccurate will be published to the entire student body.
Unlike widely broadcasted news, the Wingspan staff has the integrity and honesty to write wholly unbiased articles (when we don't, we are made to), and I appreciate any such genuine works. For this reason, I read the school newspaper, digest it and am not compelled to check a second source for the information. Thank you, Wingspan for keeping the outdated practice of truth telling alive.
Unlike widely broadcasted news, the Wingspan staff has the integrity and honesty to write wholly unbiased articles (when we don't, we are made to), and I appreciate any such genuine works. For this reason, I read the school newspaper, digest it and am not compelled to check a second source for the information. Thank you, Wingspan for keeping the outdated practice of truth telling alive.
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