exam, stunned
I had my second hospitality exam today, i was really nervous for it, I think I got a B, which I would be happy with--although an A would be great. Tomorrow I have an exam in math. I really hate math. As soon as I feel like I'm "getting it", the rug is pulled out from underneath my feet and I'm back where I started. Math always leaves me feeling extremely dumb. Actually, lately all my classes have made me feel dumb. I'm so used to getting C's and D's, i don't even think about it anymore. It used to be that if I got a B I was upset, I'd kill for a B right now, it'd raise my moral as far as school goes.
I went to see this incredible documentary about AIDS tonight. It was so stunning and so sad. Every 8 seconds someone dies of aids. 2 million children have already died of aids. It was eye opening, just as I was hoping it would be. Children only 12 or 14 who have had to drop out of school in order to care for their sisters and brothers, trying to find work, trying to figure out where to get money, where to get food. And no one wants anything to do with them, because if their parents died of AIDS, they might be sick too and it scares people. So here there they are alone on the streets and no one will offer them any help. Not their relatives, not their community, not their country, not their world. If only the people of Earth thought of themselves as just that, people of earth. Not people of China or people of the US or people of Brazil. If only we thought of ourselves as one people, we might stop wasting money on blowing each other up and start spending money on getting medication to the 3 year old girl sick with HIV. The sad part about all of this, the saddest of all, is that most people could be cured when the disease is caught at an early stage. But there is not enough funding to get medication to these people. Doctors have to turn people away, to go die in their homes, when what they have is treatable. And this is only the beggining, the epidemic is getting worse by the hour . . . . . . .
I've been thinking of maybe running a beneficial yard sale sort of thing in my town that would raise money for AIDS organizations. Or I could get local businesses to donate gifts and run a silent auction. I could do it in the town hall and at the same time I could have a movie running about AIDS. So that the event would not only raise money but raise awareness.
So Erin is definitly leaving, the person I'm closest to here, the person I relate best to . . . . . it was making me very sad thinking about it. But you know what, as bad as life seems sometimes . . . . I have it so good. I have as much food as I could eat. I am warm and safe. I don't have to worry about money. I am in college and I am getting a degree--something many people in this world will never have an opportunity to do. I have a supportive family. I have Strauss. I have good friends. And my worries and sadness is nothing compared to that of millions of children around the world.
I am lucky. It is almost sinful to complain about my life . . . . . . .
oh the world, it is forever unraveling itself to me.
I went to see this incredible documentary about AIDS tonight. It was so stunning and so sad. Every 8 seconds someone dies of aids. 2 million children have already died of aids. It was eye opening, just as I was hoping it would be. Children only 12 or 14 who have had to drop out of school in order to care for their sisters and brothers, trying to find work, trying to figure out where to get money, where to get food. And no one wants anything to do with them, because if their parents died of AIDS, they might be sick too and it scares people. So here there they are alone on the streets and no one will offer them any help. Not their relatives, not their community, not their country, not their world. If only the people of Earth thought of themselves as just that, people of earth. Not people of China or people of the US or people of Brazil. If only we thought of ourselves as one people, we might stop wasting money on blowing each other up and start spending money on getting medication to the 3 year old girl sick with HIV. The sad part about all of this, the saddest of all, is that most people could be cured when the disease is caught at an early stage. But there is not enough funding to get medication to these people. Doctors have to turn people away, to go die in their homes, when what they have is treatable. And this is only the beggining, the epidemic is getting worse by the hour . . . . . . .
I've been thinking of maybe running a beneficial yard sale sort of thing in my town that would raise money for AIDS organizations. Or I could get local businesses to donate gifts and run a silent auction. I could do it in the town hall and at the same time I could have a movie running about AIDS. So that the event would not only raise money but raise awareness.
So Erin is definitly leaving, the person I'm closest to here, the person I relate best to . . . . . it was making me very sad thinking about it. But you know what, as bad as life seems sometimes . . . . I have it so good. I have as much food as I could eat. I am warm and safe. I don't have to worry about money. I am in college and I am getting a degree--something many people in this world will never have an opportunity to do. I have a supportive family. I have Strauss. I have good friends. And my worries and sadness is nothing compared to that of millions of children around the world.
I am lucky. It is almost sinful to complain about my life . . . . . . .
oh the world, it is forever unraveling itself to me.