SIGNS

Last semester I was faced with a terrible tragedy. My boyfriend, who goes to Miami of Ohio, was involved in a very serious accident. He was in an induced coma for four weeks and the hospital for two months. I kept thinking to myself is this real. Why did this happen? As the long two month journey embarked, I kept questioning everything I was doing. I would fly home every weekend to stand there and watch him helplessly. Then I would come back to school and get what needed to be done done. As all of this was going on little signs kept popping up. The day he was in the accident, I had a horrible headache. It was like ESP. The night before the accident he sent me a text saying I was the only one who made him feel like flying. Two weeks into the accident they could not get him off of the ventilator, the process is known as flying. So the next weekend came and I found this out and I started bawling. Cheesy, I know. But I remembered what he had said to me. I started to pick up on even more and more weird signs. Was he holding my hand consciously even though he was in a coma? I finally had a feeling that I knew it was going to be okay. Someone was sending me signs letting me know that.

It freaked me out when I really started to think about it. I didn't know if my brain was wanting this to turn out positive so bad that it conditioned itself to think this way, or was it real. It still is mind blowing to me and I am not sure if I can really ever wrap my entire brain around the thought. I often found myself thinking. "the doctors are just really good at what they are doing, that's why he is going to be okay". But, was it really them? Did it really help to have all these people praying for him and me seeing all of these signs? My dad the skeptic says it's a bunch of nothing. But, I still sit here consciously hopeful that it all happened the way it was supposed to signs and all. It made me realize that maybe there is something or someone out there who really is watching over us.

ARE THEY REALLY THAT COOL?

It came to my attention last night that some people are obsessed with celebrities. As my roommates looked through gobs and gobs of tabloid magazines, one kept freaking out because one of them had the same dress in their wardrobe as Ashley Tisdale. As some of you know, Ashley Tisdale is a star of the Disney Channel and was in the infamous "High School Musical." Cool, you guys have the same dress, do you really need to tell everyone about it? Why is it so important that the entire world stops for a few minutes just so people know you have the same dress as someone else? Not to mention this same individual prides herself on having "unique, original" style: interesting. So naturally when someone else has the same thing on as her, the whole world comes crashing down. Ironic how the simple spotlight a celebrity has can change how a person reveals his or her values.

What makes them so cool? Why are people so obsessed? It really intrigues me that because of publicity and careers, they are viewed as better than the rest. But are they really better? No, they are just as real as every normal person. It just shows how our society is obsessed with being the best and having the superficial proof that somehow you are better than someone else. Just because you have the same dress as someone is not real proof that you are better than someone, usually people do not want the same thing. But, somehow our society has shaped itself so that a picture of a person in a tabloid wearing the same thing as you means your really cool. This dilemma really scares me for some, but at the same time it often drives people to want better. It made me realize I need to question my reasoning behind justifications, is it superficial or do I really deep down value my reasoning.

RAiNBOWS

So many things are represented by rainbows. I have never really thought about it until I sat down at my computer and saw a rainbow on the screen and a rainbow coded surge protector. Not to mention the whimsical rainbow screen saver present on all the computers. A rainbow is a lot more than just an association, it made me think. I thought about how each person is a color and how it's specific to their personality. A rainbow is a life style of living. Each part of a person makes up a greater whole that creates a stunning masterpiece. And then all of the separate individual rainbows are interlocked because we are all connected by each color. It is a mesmerizing idea. It simplifies our great melting pot of a culture into a concept everyone can understand. It doesn't matter if a persons' rainbow is the traditional roygbiv or the continual mesh of hot colors. I know that my personality rainbow is unlike any other persons', but somehow I am intertwined with the person sitting right next to me. It amazes me that one simple symbol can represent and entire nation individually and all because the surge protector next to me didn't do its' job and sparked an idea.