America is Fucked Up if We Care More About Entertainment than a School Shooting

I am in the process about writing a different post about where and how we find validity in our existence, but this happened today and I am shocked beyond inaction.  I must put this up here.

Yeah. You've heard it before.  The media is a very two-dimensional, biased, and unreliable view of the world.  We either love or hate something.  It's pretty or it's ugly.  The smaller, more informational stories are covered up by the flashier celeb gossip.  Yeah. Well, fuck you media!!!  No. Seriously. I mean it.

It's this kind of stuff that pisses me off.  As you know, the Oscars were last night.  Hugo took home a bunch of awards, HP7p2 didn't take home anything, Emma Stone and Ben Stiller did some amusing banter, there was some kind of "shocking" practical joke on the red carpet.  That was yesterday.

Today, at noon, a man came into suburban Cleveland school's cafeteria, took out a gun, shot and killed one student and injured 5 more.  No where that is frequently traveled is there a single story about this shooting.  Oh, some star got arrested at a swanky after party, but she is obviously more important than this kid THAT GOT SHOT IN THE MIDDLE OF HIS HIGH SCHOOL IN A COUNTRY THAT HAS HAD THE COLUMBINE, WEST VIRGINIA, AND OMAHA SCHOOL SHOOTINGS.  And that's just naming the first three that come to my head.

With all of these shootings, everyone gets riled up but nobody does anything about it. And so when it happens again, it's not a big deal because someone is, supposedly, 'dealing with it'.  That someone just isn't me.  That's all. Not me.  It's someone else's responsibility.

But it's not.  Every kid that gets shot could be yours.  These monsters with guns and bombs are psycho-/sociopaths.  They have no motives.  Every violently unpredictable situation could be your own.  And we're too busy talking about the Oscars?

Thanks but no thanks.  A society that is too small-minded to take action against the wrongful deaths of children, wrongful rapes of women and of men, wrongful distribution of tax funds is not a society that I want to be living in.  You mark my words.  I will change the community I live in even if no one else does.  I will fight this apathetic nation with writing and speech.  I will fight this apathetic nation with music and art.  I will fight this apathetic nation with science and math.  I will fight this apathetic nation with my mind, yes, and with my body if I have to.  I dare you to try and stop me.

Hey! How are you?

So I was going to work out the other night (because, you know, that's what us cool kids do. We go work out an hour before the gym closes so that we don't feel guilty when we have to stop working out because, you know, they kick us out, rather than us acknowledging that we are pathetically out of shape.) and I ran into a friend who I stopped a talked with (to get me out of another 15 minutes of grueling treadmills and sit ups).
Don't get me wrong. I had a lovely conversation that went sort of like this:
Me: Hi!
Her: Hey!
Me and Her: How are you?!?
(laugh about how we both said "How are you?" at the same time)
Me: I'm good.
Her: I'm good too.
Me: So how's it been going?
Her: Good.  Yourself?

Can you sense a pattern here?

I am so unbelievably bored with the multitude of bypasses and interactions that are a simple "Hi...How are you?" and that's it.  It's so...so....boring?
Boring, conventional, unoriginal.
Not that I can think of anything better when I simply want to say hi to someone on my way to class, to work, to dinner or lunch or any of the other places I frequent.
So, here I am, being bored and confused by the convention of societies when it hits me: I should just say something really unexpected!

This now presents me with a problem of coming up with something unexpected to say that a) relates to everyone I talk to, b) is only a couple of seconds long proportional to the length of time it takes to care a 4-line conversation as two people pass each other on their way to pre-determined destinations, and c) doesn't get me committed into an institution.  Condition C is non-negotiable.
And so, dear audience, I present to you my New-And-Improved Small Talk Instigator 2.7
Other person: Hey!
Me: Salutations!  Have your endeavors been fruitful today?
Other person:...

As an experiment, I will try this means of casual greeting for a full day and the post about it all later.
Catcha' Later!

Why I Hate Being a Science Major

This is a 2:30 am post, so all the stops come out.

Don't get me wrong. I love science. Yay Science! I am a double Biology/English major (and yes, before you say anything, I am aware that it is an unusual combination) and I am enjoying the challenge it gives me on the average day.  4 weeks into the semester is not an average day.  It is not even an average week.

I have a Chemistry exam at night on one day, an Anatomy and Physiology Theory exam the next and a lab Practical for Anat. and Phys. the day after that.  Not too mention I get all of 3 days to recuperate (and by that I mean study my ass off) for a Biology exam and then finish a 5 page English paper due the very next morning.

Now I know what you're thinking.  You're thinking <<Sara, if you didn't procrastinate so much, you wouldn't be having these problems, now would you?>>
And I'm thinking <<Hey you! You're an asshole!>>

But really.  What I'm trying to say is 5 major exams as well as a multitude of busy-work items is not necessary for students to understand science.

So kids, what have we learned today?  Study hard, go to college, and continue to get creamed by the education system, only this time, you get to pay for it.

Love and Kisses!

(P.S. There reason Einstein's hair was like it was is because he pulled at it in frustration at the unnecessary amount of stress instructors put upon their students...yeah.  Well, that's my theory anyway.  Maybe I can get it named after myself, ya think?)