This title is actually longer than my post. The line that sums me up!


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Mi casa es su casa



Stomping Grounds

What more is there to Oklahoma?  Once you’ve seen the bombing memorial you’ve seen it all right?  Wrong.  Though don’t get me wrong, the bombing is a crucial part of our history, even more specifically mine, but this tragedy is not the only thing to shape Oklahoma into what it is today.

I cannot begin to express how refreshing it was to meet student scholars with open minds, and the patience to listen to me ramble. I could go on about the information shared between everyone about Alabama and Oklahoma, but what meant the most to me was creating friendships and getting to experience my old stomping grounds with others.  We spun and climbed on the playground at the Myriad gardens, chowed down on frozen yogurt at Peachwave, and topped it off by experiencing the giant bronze statues that commemorate the land run.  My favorite though, had to be our Peachwave trip.  There we shared delicious frozen treats and I learned about everyone.  It was a very meaningful experience and I honestly wouldn’t go back and change a thing.

But there is one small thing I would change about the class as a whole.  Something I learned from my experience is that one singular class and optional lunch is by far not enough time to get to know a group of people.  True we have been following each other’s blogs all year but all that made me want to do was to get to know the AUM students better.  I wished that my other classmates would’ve done an interactive map as well. The extra time devoted to getting to know the other students was just so phenomenal and I feel like many missed out. 

But in all, I regret nothing!  I came, I saw, I cultivated friendships!  Now just time to make it facebook official.



Whatever happened to the Good Samaritan?


Today my friend Esteban walked into the lobby of my dorm building and the first things out of his mouth were “I just threw up.”  When I asked him why he said that they showed a video in his psychology class of a 2 year old girl, in the Chinese city of Foshan, getting run over by a van, passed by many people who didn’t help, and then ran over by a SECOND van!  This kind of behavior is sickening.  Once he told me this I fully understood why he and many of his classmates felt the need to vomit.

I had never heard of this story before so I did a little online research of my own over the subject (see my sources below).  I REFUSE to watch the video, I cannot bring myself to witness the event which ultimately led to the death of an innocent child and caused excruciating pain in the process.   But I did manage to find out some interesting pieces of information.  But the one I really want to rant about is the “reason” why 18 people passed this child dying and did absolutely nothing!  Apparently in 2006 there was a case where a woman in Nanjing fell and the man who bothered to take her to the hospital was then accused (by the same woman) with the act of pushing her.  The judge made his decision based off of the thought that “common sense dictates that the man who pushed her would be the one to take her to the hospital.”  Therefore the man was found guilty of the charges.  This case has swayed the way many people choose to act when confronted with helping strangers.  Not stopping there, the Ministry of Health even went so far as to issuing guidelines on how to help fallen elderly individuals.

The woman who did eventually make an effort to help the poor girl from the road was an old “garbage scavenger.” The lady even went and retrieved the child’s parents, who had not been around for any of tragedy.

Whatever happened to the good Samaritan?  The person who puts others in front of themselves and will do what is right and suffer the consequences?  To sacrifice one’s self to ensure another’s happiness and well being?  It makes me sick.  I can actually look at the world and still have faith in it but moments like these kill me on the inside and shakes my foundation.




Oh the irony!



When one drives they drive on a parkway, yet when one park their car they park in a driveway.

When a good is delivered by a car it is called a shipment, but when it is delivered by a ship it is then referred to as cargo.

Why are there drive up ATM machines in brail?

I think its an injustice that we sell cigarettes at the front of stores yet we make the sick customers walk all the way to the back to get their medicine.

Politics: poly meaning many and tics being horrible blood sucking creatures.

These are just a couple of forms of ironic situations.  One of my favorite pictures of irony that I have seen throughout my lifetime is: (see post below)

I found this picture to be incredibly ironic, and I think one can see why for obvious reasons.  For this post I looked for many pictures of irony, from profound pictures of a door with a sign that says do not enter,  to strange ones where people drew ice cream cones licking human children (demented I know)…but eventually I decided that funny irony is so much better, but not only that, a funny picture with a message.

I am one who is fairly intolerant of intolerance, and I’m not a fan of hippocracy either, often I’m just one big walking contradiction, but I still think that this picture is incredibly ironic and I like the message that it has to send.  If someone wishes to get in shape, obviously taking the escalator to the gym is not taking the right step.