Well, the time has come and gone -- again! Spring break is over. I enjoyed it. I wasn't fortunate enough to find myself in some exotic part of the country as many of my comrades are now returning from. I overheard plans of those going to such destinations as Las Vegas, Mexico, Hawaii and i'm sure countless other places that most would deem a well-deserved vacation. So therein lies the wonder: Do you deserve a vacation to an island in the Pacific seas because you put in a few extra hours for your midterm? I am already critical of my tone because i know i run the risk of sounding bitter, or in some way disingenuous, but none can be further from the truth. I know first hand the indescribable stress that a student in today's college system must face in order to navigate the tempestuous conditions that comprise university life: escalating fees, shortage of classes, teachers that, "don't want to strike...but will" It is indeed, "hard out here on a [student]" I am still unconvinced, however, that it's so hard that one would need to escape to the tranquil waters of Cancun (of course accompanied by throngs of students in similar circumstances) just to regain some semblance of sanity so that they may be able to complete the arduous final weeks of another semester. There are people who work sixty-hours a week to be able to pay a mortgage and tuition to a private high school so that, like you, there future hopefuls can make it to a prized university and endure countless hours of study, lecture, and writing so they too can one day gain the exclusive title of "college student on spring break." What a vicious cycle.
Okay, maybe i am a little bitter!
Friday, March 30, 2007
Monday, February 12, 2007
The pursuit of Happiness!
Doesn't the title alone evoke that longing sense of what it felt like to be a child? The anticipation of the dawn of Christmas morning; or the thrill of the first day of summer. These simple, yet powerful moments in time shape our meaning of happiness; and in doing so, sets us on the fateful pursuit of simpler days.
Of course, as we grow older, the symbols of happiness change; while in college, it's graduation day. When we find that person destined for us before time itself unfolded, we realize that happiness can be found in another person. We progress. We change; but the driving force at the core of our being: the pursuit of happiness is always before us. So what is happiness?
The definition, even more than the pursuit thereof, defies simple explanation. As made evident by the preceding examples, happiness is as simple as the bows on a gift at Christmas; or even simpler, sometimes the word alone can evoke those feelings that characterize the experience. In that line of reasoning, we come to the conclusion that happiness is self-descriptive. Though of course circular in defining what happiness is, it does supply a powerful anecdotal message for us.
We can say there was no time i was happier than when i sat on the porch as the sun began to set, ice cream dripping on my shorts. I smelled the summer air which was warm but fresh. I was happy! So we see what happiness is because it was what someone called happy. Perhaps i have floated away on an unfollowable tangent and my logic is no longer coherent to the reader; if so i apologize for simply emptying my random thoughts on to this blog, but if you're still with me at this point, you'll see that it's really just another step as i continue on this endless pursuit of a journey we call happiness!
Of course, as we grow older, the symbols of happiness change; while in college, it's graduation day. When we find that person destined for us before time itself unfolded, we realize that happiness can be found in another person. We progress. We change; but the driving force at the core of our being: the pursuit of happiness is always before us. So what is happiness?
The definition, even more than the pursuit thereof, defies simple explanation. As made evident by the preceding examples, happiness is as simple as the bows on a gift at Christmas; or even simpler, sometimes the word alone can evoke those feelings that characterize the experience. In that line of reasoning, we come to the conclusion that happiness is self-descriptive. Though of course circular in defining what happiness is, it does supply a powerful anecdotal message for us.
We can say there was no time i was happier than when i sat on the porch as the sun began to set, ice cream dripping on my shorts. I smelled the summer air which was warm but fresh. I was happy! So we see what happiness is because it was what someone called happy. Perhaps i have floated away on an unfollowable tangent and my logic is no longer coherent to the reader; if so i apologize for simply emptying my random thoughts on to this blog, but if you're still with me at this point, you'll see that it's really just another step as i continue on this endless pursuit of a journey we call happiness!
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