Amendment I Congress shall make no law respecting an establishment of religion, or prohibiting the free exercise thereof; or abridging the freedom of speech, or of the press; or the right of the people peaceably to assemble, and to petition the government for a redress of grievances. I am sensitive to the First Amendment of the U.S. Constitution. Perhaps it’s the four LONG years I spent in a rigourous collegiate journalism program. Perhaps it’s my hyper-sensitivity to the need to say what I want, when I need to say it. Regardless of the reason, I believe everyone has a right to freedom of speech, regardless of whether I agree with or am offended by what they have to say.* Imagine my chagrin when I heard an uproar about an art installation at a high school in my county. According to a news report (I’d love for more to exist, but it doesn’t seem to have been picked up by all of the local news outlets), students in an honors course “were given an assignment to create a display that shows what social justice means to them.” The result was on display in the high school’s lobby for weeks before it started getting widespread attention. […]
This should be interesting. My mind runs a mile a minute, so narrowing down the 7 things I think about a lot and want to include here will be a bit of a task. Here goes nothing: Procreation – I think about having another kid often – daily, to be honest. But it’s not in the “I absolutely want to have another child” way. It’s in the “I think another child, but I’m not sure I’m up for it” way. Some days I know for certain I want to experience pregnancy, birth and “new” motherhood again, but other days I’m ready to get my tubes tied! My career – I think about what I’ll be doing in the future — who I’ll be working with, what I’ll be doing, etc. I have a general idea of what I’m interested in, but whether life works it out that way remains to be seen. COM’s future – I think this is completely natural. What parent doesn’t think about their child’s future? I let my mind wander often about what her personality will be like, what she’ll like doing, and who she’ll grow up to be. I just want her to be happy, […]
This post should be titled "#gothatway" because that's really how I'm feeling right now. I know I'm antisocial (mildly agoraphobic) but I'm starting to get frustrated with peoples' inability to accept that about me. I am much more of a homebody than most people understand, and I think my attempts to meet them half-way is giving them the wrong impression. I'm a social networking whore, so I'm pretty much on FB, Twitter, Tumblr, Gchat, AIM, Yahoo, etc. ALL DAY LONG. It's almost unheard of for me to not have my phone right next to me, and I constantly log in to my email. Having said that, I'm terrible about getting back to people. Mainly because in my old age, I'm getting absent minded. While for the most part, I have a photographic memory, I am terrible about following up with people when it requires I do something first. It's the main reason I'm also a sticky-note whore. At any given time I have at least ten going in each office, reminding me to call people back, check the status on projects, and finish up tasks. The problem is that all of this has hindered (that word has much […]
I do OK for myself, but I know I'm not living up to my potential. I'm definitely the kind of person who is good at things I don't value, but not good in the things I do. Case in point, my undergrad and grad school paths. When I was in high school, it was all but understood that I was going to law school. I was a standout on the mock trial team, watched ALL those legal shows (forensic and courtroom). Got into my top choice school, but didn't go. (Blog for another day … *still* not over it). But the reason that was my top choice school was because it was going to prepare me for law school. The problem? While the expectation was there, the support wasn't. I'll rephrase that, because there were tons of people who believed in my ability to succeed, but there wasn't enough follow through to push me to do so. How do I know? Because I wasn't a biochem major, like I said I would be. I had decided sometime after being told I'd be at the state school that I'd forego pre-law as a major and pursue forensic pathology. How'd I just go […]
I found out today that I've been nominated for two different awards, one for grad student service and another for advocacy for commuter students. o_0 It's the same feeling I got when I won the award of excellence for the building I work in a couple years back. Me? I guess I just do what I do and exist in a vacuum of sorts. I forget there's always people around watching me. I appreciate that they think I do good work … but I always feel undeserving. Not that I don't work hard or anything, because I do. But I guess I just see it as something that you're supposed to do, regardless. I always hold myself to the standards of the others I see around me, and wonder how I measure up. In my own eyes, I don't, which is probably why I find it so weird that others think I'm great (their words, I promise you). Am I really that good? I always want to keep pushing to live up to these standards people seem to have for me … I just don't want to fail them.