I entered college with the ambition of graduating in journalism. I figured out by my senior year of high school that any career involving math or science were completely out of the picture. Then there was the possibility of being a teacher, but after long consideration, I knew I didn’t have the patience for teaching rambunctious 5-year olds or angsty teenagers. So that left journalism as an option. I have always enjoyed writing and if you know me, I could talk for days.
Valentine’s Day, the most pointless day of the year. It is simply a ploy for couples to argue over whether or not to buy gifts, where to go for dinner, and for single people to mope over how miserable their single lives are.
The horror of driving to Downtown Miami from Coral Gables in 5 p.m. traffic is closely related to that of falling off the roof of a 10-story building. Traffic laws are a joke to most drivers, so lawful drivers must drive like maniacs themselves to avoid disaster. Basically, if you want to be safe, drive unsafely.
I tend to take a very skeptical and cynical look on life. I just find pessimism can make things easier than the always disappointing and unmet optimisms. Crucify me for saying it, but I honestly see no way the government will be less corrupt, there will never be world peace, and I don’t see being alone for the rest of your life as miserable, but welcoming.
Everybody is affected by technology. But the truth is that technology has greatly inhibited our ability to communicate with people. We do not call. We text. We do not send letters. We e-mail. We do not make friends. We Facebook stalk them.