Final Reflection

1.    Did you like working with a blog? Why?

I like working with a blog. Having a blog that talks about subjects that could help others would make me really happy.  

2.    Do you believe that the use of this tool will benefit you in the future? Why?

 I do not believe it will help me in a future very much but i did help me to organize my ideas before writing them down.

3.    What do you think about the subject of the project (Teen Issues)? Is the subject relevant?  How the discussion of this subject helped you?

 I don't think it is relevant to anything. This discussion of the subject has not helped in anything. Knowing my problems and sharing them does not help me to grow as a person. 

4.    What did you enjoy the most about the whole process?

 Writing down my ideas & knowing that people appreciated what I wrote.

5.    How was the process of leaving feedback to your classmates?

 It was quite interesting. Reading people's stories and opinions helps me understand more about them and it helped me to think more critically about others thoughts and feelings. 

6.    Do you think there should be more projects like this? Why?

 No, They take up too much time but it was a nice and normal experience. 

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Post #10: It's nice, to be nice

(Thursday, February 9, 2012)

      When love is involved, analyzing is Poltergeist. Looking back at the days when a simple call would suffice; when a kiss on the cheek was intimate. I miss those days. When boys would open doors without expecting anything in return. I sound like I’m older but I got to live in the time where sex wasn’t everything, respect was. When friends didn’t micromanage your relationships, you did. When a boy wouldn’t dare call a girl names without knowing some physical harm was coming his way. How wonderful it was when boys thought being polite and decent was “cool”.

      I’ve had boyfriends in the past, but they all ended up having more defects that I couldn’t handle than good qualities. But I’ve gotten to the conclusion that if I could join every single boyfriend I’ve had in the past I’d have a super human. Boys are so predictable but so not. They are manipulative but easy to manipulate. It’s just so complicated to work with a brain that is completely different to ours. Usually when a girl learns a lesson they don’t continue to make the same mistakes but boys… they tend to ignore what’s right in front of them. But if they were a bit more sensible like I mentioned before maybe society wouldn’t be as messed up as it is. Maybe if guys were not so impolite to woman, woman wouldn’t be so impolite to them back. If this were to happen, violence would subside to only the casual maniac, not every other person like it is now. My point is, I miss nice and polite boys and I’m trying to look for ways to bring them back or create them again.

  

Post #9: Happy

(Wednesday, February 8, 2012)      

      What I want to be when I grow up. A question I’ve been asked a million different ways in my short sixteen years of life. John Lennon once said, “When I was 5 years old, my mother always told me that happiness was the key to life. When I went to school, they asked what I wanted to be when I grew up. I wrote down “happy”. They told me I didn’t understand the assignment, and I told them they didn’t understand life.” I believe he was right.

      People make all these plans for life and they don’t even take into consideration anymore that life ends unexpectedly. They make these illusions that one might live forever, by creating long term plans that include years and years of study or of traveling. My goal is to be an Emergentologist, Orthopedic Doctor or an Anesthesiologist. But when preparing or planning for my goal I had not considered if my happiness was really being looked out for. I believe that I am taking into consideration my happiness but I was not aware of this before. One only lives once and, because of it, happiness should always be the first option. It should be the first option in any type of decision one might consider pursuing. For example, from friends and family to a more personal type of relationship like a boyfriend or husband, on should always use both your heart and your brain to make decisions. Use the heart to decide which idea to consider for the decision-making and your brain to decipher how to do it correctly. To be happy should be what we all want to be when we grow up. 

          

Post #8: Army Strong

          Violence, that’s the solution! If you have a problem, hit a wall! If you’re angry with someone, slap them around! If there is a misunderstanding, throw a nuclear bomb! That’s how to do it! That’s the correct way to deal with problems! Violence is key. Get trained to shoot a gun! Get trained to kill people! Create reflexes which can cause others harm! Join the army and that’s their main goal.

            I have three friends whom are in the army. One is in the actual U.S. army, one is in the National Guard and the other is in the ROTC. They’re all there for different reasons but they all have one idea in common: Once you join the army, you don’t go back. I find the army to be such a brainwash. They sell you the idea that you may finish your studies and get paid by doing so. But by agreeing to join the armed forces, you’re selling your soul to a bunch of bloodthirsty sergeants. I may not be the best promoter of world peace but I don’t believe problems should resolve themselves through violence. Violence is just an instinct of survival, which should only be used if under attack. When my friends told me their reasons for joining the U.S. armed forces I could not believe my ears. They were telling me that training for 6 months to learn how to shoot and kill effectively was okay. They were telling me that Mahatma Gandhi’s passive protests were just a silly game. They were telling me that by being army strong they could live a better life. Well news flash, one of my friends lost three fingers and was told he has not getting deployed any more. Guess when he left for Iran? The first week of January. Even the army can lie.   

Post #7: Priests are men too.

(Monday, February 6, 2012)

Tonight, I was reading an article on the Washington Post® about a case of a 67 year old, catholic priest accused of sex offenses and bad administration of his church. But there are details I found quite astonishing. When submitted to the court, the defense lawyers demanded many of the details, from the evidence, be kept from the jury due to how graphic they were. But the accusing lawyers did not approve therefore proceeded to include such evidence. The judge in charge of the case decided against it, helping to set free about a half a dozen other priest whom were also being accused of sex offenses. I believe the law should apply to everyone, no excuses and no exemptions. I was very taken aback by such a profound favoring to the priests just because they are missionaries of God. In any case, they should be trialed with more ardor. These are people whom the community trusts and look up to. They are an example and if such a substantial amount of priests are being accused they should all be trialed and sent to prison. It’s an abuse of power, trust and authority. 

But I have always thought and will continue to think priests should not be forced into celibacy. We are in the 21-century! Some may say that it is something priests should be willing to do, but I differ. As you can see, celibacy is not proving to be an effective method for priests to dedicate their life to the church. Priests are not super humans, priests are not God, priests are normal men whom have a strong connection with their inner selves and God but it does not undo the fact that they are MEN; living, breathing, hormonal men.