Monday, November 25, 2013
Thankful
What am I thankful for in English class? Well there's actually a lot. Fist off, I'm thankful that I don't get yelled at for eating in class. Because that class is my designated breakfast time and it's when I'm hungry, so being able to just pull out something and snack a little bit is fabulous. I'm also really thankful that when we're in a lab, we're usually in the downstairs one. That one's the greatest because when I go down the stairs and am like "dang we're in a lab" I don't need to climb more stairs. I'm also thankful for my classmates. I'm thankful for being able to relate what we're talking about back to Disney movies and ten spending the next five minutes talking about Disney with people from across the classroom. I love that there are actually interesting and intelligent conversations between classmates. I love that we're able to sit by our friends. I love noticing little funny things happening across the classroom (and trust me, some crazy weird things happen from where I'm sitting). Im thankful for people who actually do the readings when I haven't ben able to read for whatever reason. I'm thankful for being able to laugh about the amazingly lame movies. Most of all, I'm thankful for being in a class where people are able to joke around and have a lot of fun, while still getting a bit of work done. Because that's fantastic.
Friday, November 8, 2013
Macbeth-ish Acts (Idk what the actual title of this is???)
So, if I were in a position where I was pretty well off but was told I could have even more if I only killed a couple people, including my best friend, and manipulated some people, I would not agree to do it. Like yeah, moving up in the world's awesome and stuff and I am an ambitious person, but I just wouldn't be able to do it. I wouldn't be able to live with myself, knowing what I had done to get to where I was. And what's the point of it all if you only end up despising yourself? I'd pick happy and not being as well off over wealth and self-loathing. Doing what Macbeth did goes against my moral code and I'd probably have a breakdown like he did. In the process of trying to get higher up in life, he lost everything: his best friend, his wife, his position of power, and he even lost himself. Honestly, I think it's sort of stupid that he didn't think he'd be caught. Like come on, if you murder people and do a bunch of really bad things, it's always going to catch up to you and bite you in the butt. So basically the moral of this entry is: don't do Macbeth-ish things, have good karma (what goes around comes around), and don't go around killing people because it's rude.
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