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Thursday, 04 February 2010

  • The sickness

    I swear sometimes I feel so disconnected. I'll be in the middle of a conversation and suddenly it will just hit me. I hate this. Why am I here? Sometimes it's even something I've been planning for weeks! It's like a sickness. It poisons my life and when it hits me I can just feel my stomach churn and my optimism fly out the window. All I want to is disappear into some dark place and never come out.

    Whats worse is when I'm talking and suddenly I feel like it's pointless, this person only wants to love you and be your friend when it suits them. No matter how wonderful they say you are, you'll never be "in" you'll never be invited to take part despite your great personality. The question is then where do you belong? You never truly belong to any group or anyone, so where do you fit?

Monday, 24 August 2009

  • The President Melted My Laptop To My Desk!

    The first day of classes has begun and my muse has visited me more in the last 10 hours than in the last four months. Please be patient.

    As for the President. You should know that I am referring to the President of colleges around America, versus the actual President. I capitalize President to emphasize the name, in this case, el Presidente will be used in the same way that some people refer to employers as the "MAN".

    Now for the background information. This semester I decided to go out for the Campus Safety job at my school and SURPRISE! I was accepted and brought on staff. Another development this semester is that my school accepted too many male students on campus and had to create quick housing for them. They transformed lobbies and sunrooms of residence halls into Freshman/ Transfer housing and even gave away what used to be the hockey house to Freshman. Some of the rooms created barely met Safety codes when inspected and after seeing the rooms I got to thinking.

    Because I joined safety I was required to go through extensive training for everything you can imagine. One of those things is fire safety, including how to use a fire extinguisher and how to safely deal with fire emergencies.

    Put the two together and you've got an intellectual safety officer pondering the safety of the dormitories she's living in.

    If you've ever been in your standard dorm you'd know that most only have two outlets. That's four plug ins for the entirety of the room, which usually houses TWO students. So you get two plugs and your roomie gets two plugs.

    Okay, now the fire hazard part comes into play. Students bring extension cords and power strips to try and maximize the usage of the outlet. This often leads to excessive voltage being ran through the outlet into the room, sometimes it even overloads the breaker and the fuse has to be reset.

    So let's do the math. 2 students, 4 plug ins,  1000000 things to plug in. Hm....I wonder where the problem lies. Colleges don't want to put in more outlets because A) It costs more B) they'd have to rewire ...

    More putting two and two together if you please, colleges don't want to spend the money on more outlets that would make the rooms safer (due to the lack of extension cords and power strips) because... they'd rather pay for fire damages?

    It sounds like they're setting students up for fires, granted it is the students over loading the outlets but...when you've got 4 plug ins plus a microwave and a mini fridge that only leaves two open wall plugs.

    You know that they're going to plug things in... rather than make it safer they just keep warning about the dangers of fire and having a hazardous environment for a room.

    So in conclusion, if you're dorm catches fire just tell everyone the President said the wall outlet was too expensive, too bad it cost less than the laptop, television, mini fridge, microwave, bed, cell phone, clothes, books, pictures and other personal items that melted to the walls.

    Love,

    Miki

Sunday, 23 August 2009

  • Facebook Stole My TV!!!

    My latest idea for a post has been inspired by the dry erase board on my college dorm room door and a theft that happened last semester in one of the dorms here on campus. I was sitting thinking about updating my whiteboard when this whole thing occured to me.

    So Imagine. You're sitting in your house by the computer, where ever that may be, bedroom, living room, on the couch with the laptop, you choose.  You log onto your facebook account to check your updates and see what's going on for the night. A friend has commented on your recent status update that has your schedule for the day on it. Trying to keep it up to date you posted something like "Work 9-5 then maybe the gym until probably 6:30 ish. Anyone up for something tonight?" Being the great friend that they are, your buddy suggests you go out to the club, after all it is the end of the week and it doesn't matter when you'll be home.

    You comment back saying sure, you'd love to go to the club. They post back quickly that you'll be meeting at their house around 9p.m. and you can go to the club from there. After you respond in the affirmative you update your status with something like "Clubbing with the besties, won't be home till at least tomorrow!"

    The club comes and goes. Like you figured, you don't return home until late in the afternoon the next day. Upon your arrival you find that your house, apartment, dorm room, etc. has been completely cleaned out of your valuables. Facebook has stolen your t.v. along with everything else you own.

    Congrats! Your wonderful status updates provided the thief all the information he needed to come in, take his time looking around and wipe you out of house and home.

    So many people make this grave mistake everyday and the real problem lies in that they have no idea what they are opening themselves up to. Forget cyber crimes and identity theft. Bring on the good ol' breaking and entering, stealing and stalking.

    By keeping your friends (and anyone else on your friends list) up to date with your day to day activities you provide potential criminals with all the information they need to case you for a job. And you can bet that out there somewhere, someone is probably keeping track of what you're doing. It may just be a friend who's interested in when they can hang out, but what about those other people, the ones that found you because you go to the same school or because you live in the same area.

    If you're not limiting what they can see and if you're posting a full day to day schedule of your life online they have perfect access to you and your possessions.

    At this point you may be thinking, well none of those people know where I live. Have you tried to find someone online recently? Whitepages and websites like it make it easy to find the people you're looking for, they also make it easy for the people that are looking for you.

    So the question I post is, are you letting Facebook steal your T.V.?

Thursday, 06 August 2009

  • Hello again!

    Just recently, being the *straightens collar* academic entreprenuer that I am, I've been receiving e-mails from a man who works with one of those scholarship websites, you know the ones where you put in information about yourself and they match you with eligible scholarships. He's started a series of e-mails to his subscribers about how to best write scholarship essays, what types of things to include, the types of things you should avoid, and so on and so forth. Rather than just delete them, which was my first reaction, I've actually been keeping up with his writings and I've found them to be more interesting than I would have first imagined.

    It's funny, I should have known I would like him the moment he said "I'm taking the kid gloves off", because I mean honestly, isn't it time someone did?

    I remember when I graduated from high school, I wasn't exactly the top of my class or the most popular girl in school, but I thought I managed to survive prison pretty well. They told you repeatedly the importance of good grades and being well rounded and all that jazz. How funny when I receive an e-mail from this guy saying "Guess what? Your GPA doesn't matter. Guess what else...neither do your school activities!" I have to tell you I sure did get a laugh out of that, especially when I thought back to the other people in my grade that were so hung up on their school work or their sports or whatever.

    I mean having those things are great, but I always had a feeling that they wouldn't do much for me later. Turns out I might get the last laugh after all.

    Then of course this guy goes into your scholarship essays, what should you write? Don't write your sob stories he says. What's the first thing a teacher will tell you when you're a senior in high school writing a scholarship essay, "Talk about any obstacles you've overcome."

    At this point I'm really beginning to wonder about the education kids here in America are receiving. Seems to me that everything so far that you're being told to do nearly gurantees you'll never see any of the money out there available.

    Here's where it gets really good. Scholarship Screwup #4, being vague and selfish about your future. So when you're told to write about your future, what do your teachers tell you? Write about what you'd like to do but keep in mind... things happen. Do these two pieces of information seem to contradict each other in your mind, cause they sure seem to in mine.

    Second part of #4 that seems to go against what you're told is that they say don't be selfish about your future. Okay. So when you're choosing a career most people say look at careers that will provide for you and that you like. The bottom line is $ signs though. Don't be selfish? Uhm....let the contradictions begin again.

    After all the tips I've received so far I have to say that I think my high school education, the last part of it at least, was tinged with terrible suggestions for my future. I can only imagine what other kids are being told?

    Love,
    Miki

Monday, 03 August 2009

  • Simple Pleasures

    So for my first real post I thought I'd explain to anyone who might be reading a little about me and my life, I want you to kind of get a perspective so you can all understand where I'm coming from.  For the purposes of this blog I will be going by Miki. I'm nearly 19 and I'm soon to be a Sophomore in college at a private college in Michigan. During the summer months I work at a nearby fun park and it's where a lot of things I write and think about are inspired, not all of them good.

    Today I worked an all day shift at the fun park, nine hours of spending time at the place that's supposed to be the happiest location in town. Not so much if you work there. I did however find my latest inspiration for writing there. It came in the form of a small family, a young couple (presumably not married) and their baby girl (or the baby which I assume is their's, but that's besides the point).

    The couple brought their baby girl (probably 1 yr or 1yr 1/2) into our arcade and took her upstairs to play games. After they're finished they cashed in their tickets and received a receipt and brought it to the counter which occupies so many hours of my life.  Upon reaching the counter they were able to pick prizes from on the wall behind me or in the showcase in front of me.

    And so the decisions begin, the little one ended up with a miniature frisbee, a rubber snake and some candies. As they finished up, the man with them looked at me and said "Probably the best five dollars I've ever spent."

    I'm not sure if he was being sarcastic or not, I seemed to catch a hint of it because the prizes weren't the greatest. It was in that moment though, looking at that little girl that I realized how blissful she looked. Suspended their on her mother's hip, staring intently at that little rubber snake (no doubt considering how tasty, or not, it would be should she decide to chomp on it). 

    Despite the fact the man may have been bitter for only receiving such little prizes for five dollars, the immense joy that little girl received from such a small object should well have been worth his money, had he took the time to think it over.

    My realization, upon seeing that rubber snake inch closer and closer to baby teeth, is that people should be as happy with the small joys in life as that child. People are always worried about what they don't have that they never look right in front of them to see what simple pleasures can be found.

    I find that when I take the time to enjoy the little things my life is all together more positive. When you're looking for little joys versus the huge, extravagant pleasures in life that so many people are chasing after, it's easier to overlook unfortunate circumstances. You lead an overall less stressful lifestyle because you can draw happiness from even the smallest of triumphs and can even bring joy to others simply by being joyful yourself.

    That's all for today.

    Love,

     Miki

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