Yes, it's true. I'm a Humanities student. Go ahead, make your jokes- tell me that I drink too much, party too much, and don't actually do real work for class.
But that's not true.
I don't drink or party. I actually do my readings for class... sometimes. I write boatloads of essays about people who are long dead, and about books that were published hundreds of years ago. I try to look at different parts of society through our media and discern what that culturally says about us as a whole.
Engineers build stuff.
Doctors heal people.
Maybe I'm being narrow-minded but I think it is highly unfair that programs in the Humanities department at my university are being shafted when it comes to funding. When anyone in Health Science or Engineering needs new equipment it is given to them. There are hundreds of different courses that are offered in those two " blessed" faculties. However, in the humanities many programs such as Art History, and Religious studies are over-looked. There's not many courses you can take for those.
We get made fun of, told that we cannot get jobs in the "real" world. They tell us that we have somehow a lower standard of education.
It's so bad that some kids will not admit that they are in the Faculty of Humanities.
Own up guys. We will get jobs, don't be intimidated by people who more than likely will fail because of their heavy course loads.
We'll just see who ends up working at McDonald's.
What can I say? I like to write.. a lot, and what better place to get people to read it than on the internet.. right?
Tuesday, January 18, 2011
Thursday, January 13, 2011
The bus
I take the bus every single day to get to school. Recently I've been catching the 8:07 bus with the highschool students from my old school. Being the considerate person I am, I have been seriously appalled by the lack of bus etiquette employed by the younger generation. They tend to sprawl across the seats, throwing their bags into the seats beside them so other people can't sit down. They refuse to be considerate tos elderly people by giving up their seats or removing their bags from the seats beside them. Sometimes they refuse to take a seat and block the aisles so they can talk to their friends.
My biggest pet peeve is that they think the back of the bus is poisoned or something. They refuse to move back. They stand in human clumps in front of the doors and stairs when there is prime seating back there. I deliberately fight my way to the back, employing full usage of my knees and elbows to get my point across.
I'm not saying that I'm a saint on the bus, but everytime I'm sitting near the front of the bus I will give my seat up for an elderly person. I always try to sit in the back of the bus so that the seats closest to the doors can be used by an older person. I never ever put my bag on the seat beside me unless the bus has less than ten people on it.
Another pet peeve of mine is that on the bus, the oldest smelliest people tend to sit on top of me. I was on the bus today and this woman who reeked of cigarette smoke and peppermints sat right on top of me. She proceeded to talk loudly on her cell phone to the phone company, and everytime a student with a backpack came by she would push right into me making my seat area even smaller :(. Then as soon as I got off of the bus- SHE PUT HER BAG ON THE SEAT I HAD OCCUPIED!! I know I got off at the second last stop of the route, but still, there's at least a good three blocks the bus has to continue down to reach the terminal....
If anyone watches The Big Bang Theory, I think Sheldon needs to take the bus pants idea one farther- I need a bus bubble.
My biggest pet peeve is that they think the back of the bus is poisoned or something. They refuse to move back. They stand in human clumps in front of the doors and stairs when there is prime seating back there. I deliberately fight my way to the back, employing full usage of my knees and elbows to get my point across.
I'm not saying that I'm a saint on the bus, but everytime I'm sitting near the front of the bus I will give my seat up for an elderly person. I always try to sit in the back of the bus so that the seats closest to the doors can be used by an older person. I never ever put my bag on the seat beside me unless the bus has less than ten people on it.
Another pet peeve of mine is that on the bus, the oldest smelliest people tend to sit on top of me. I was on the bus today and this woman who reeked of cigarette smoke and peppermints sat right on top of me. She proceeded to talk loudly on her cell phone to the phone company, and everytime a student with a backpack came by she would push right into me making my seat area even smaller :(. Then as soon as I got off of the bus- SHE PUT HER BAG ON THE SEAT I HAD OCCUPIED!! I know I got off at the second last stop of the route, but still, there's at least a good three blocks the bus has to continue down to reach the terminal....
If anyone watches The Big Bang Theory, I think Sheldon needs to take the bus pants idea one farther- I need a bus bubble.
Wednesday, January 12, 2011
My Life isn't that average
One of the biggest internet phenomenons today is the website My Life is Average.com or MLIA.com. The basic use of this website, as outlined on the first pages of the site were that we would post average things we do in our daily lives. One of the first posts was that the person ate an apple, as a good example for what the website was designed to be.
However, what the website has become is a way for us to convey the ironic and interesting things that happen in our daily lives. A more apt title for the website would now be My Life is Random due to the fact that many of the things that happen to these so called average people are very random. It's become a huge forum for us to tell about how we love dinosaur chicken nuggets and how our parents do weird and wacky things. Every second post is about Ninjas, Pirates, Harry Potter, or using different internet sites such as cleverbot, Sporcle, or testing out the Google vs. Yahoo war.
I find it an ironic title for the website to be called My Life is Average. I feel as if every time a person types the acronym MLIA at the end of their post their tongue is firmly planted in their cheek and their eyes are rolling. It's as if they are saying " Oh yes, My life is so Average, but not really- it's quite awesome and you just wish your existence could be as awesome as mine." Their actions/ideas sometimes are so creative,and amusing you are forced to feel as if you would give this person a high-five if you ever encountered them in real life.
I appreciate this website for a few reasons, even though I'm perhaps a little too hasty in condemning the name. One reason I appreciate this website is because of the fact that it causes me much enjoyment when I am attempting to distract myself from the mountains of dry readings that I as a university student am forced to sift through. The other reason I appreciate this website is because of the greater understanding of the internet that it has given me. I have learnt of the magics of having cleverbot tell me that it loves me, proposing marriage, calling me names, and claiming that it is on team Dumbledore. I have laughed over my own forays into the Google vs. Yahoo war, which, on MLIA it has been pointed out that it is more of a massacre of Yahoo rather than an equal war.
However, I don't like this website because of the fact that it is not about average people. Well, at least not in my opinion. The average person, in my opinion, can't be a ninja, a pirate and a harry potter nerd all rolled into one. I feel horribly like the person on the outside looking in when I read it because I wish that my life could be that epic. Sadly, my life is not.
I guess my life isn't that average.
However, what the website has become is a way for us to convey the ironic and interesting things that happen in our daily lives. A more apt title for the website would now be My Life is Random due to the fact that many of the things that happen to these so called average people are very random. It's become a huge forum for us to tell about how we love dinosaur chicken nuggets and how our parents do weird and wacky things. Every second post is about Ninjas, Pirates, Harry Potter, or using different internet sites such as cleverbot, Sporcle, or testing out the Google vs. Yahoo war.
I find it an ironic title for the website to be called My Life is Average. I feel as if every time a person types the acronym MLIA at the end of their post their tongue is firmly planted in their cheek and their eyes are rolling. It's as if they are saying " Oh yes, My life is so Average, but not really- it's quite awesome and you just wish your existence could be as awesome as mine." Their actions/ideas sometimes are so creative,and amusing you are forced to feel as if you would give this person a high-five if you ever encountered them in real life.
I appreciate this website for a few reasons, even though I'm perhaps a little too hasty in condemning the name. One reason I appreciate this website is because of the fact that it causes me much enjoyment when I am attempting to distract myself from the mountains of dry readings that I as a university student am forced to sift through. The other reason I appreciate this website is because of the greater understanding of the internet that it has given me. I have learnt of the magics of having cleverbot tell me that it loves me, proposing marriage, calling me names, and claiming that it is on team Dumbledore. I have laughed over my own forays into the Google vs. Yahoo war, which, on MLIA it has been pointed out that it is more of a massacre of Yahoo rather than an equal war.
However, I don't like this website because of the fact that it is not about average people. Well, at least not in my opinion. The average person, in my opinion, can't be a ninja, a pirate and a harry potter nerd all rolled into one. I feel horribly like the person on the outside looking in when I read it because I wish that my life could be that epic. Sadly, my life is not.
I guess my life isn't that average.
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