Michelle’s Daily Bread

What is it with girls telling the world how much they’ve eaten that day? Either girls think guys find it interesting or these girls just have absolutely nothing else to say and they just need to talk. I seriously wonder how many guys out there have to sit in their seats and bore away with the long lists that girls lay before them. Maybe, I’m the only one out there that ends up hearing this nonsense. Am I the only one??? Anyways, the following is an example of a list made by a girl that loves to talk about her diet. Let’s analyze:

(Notice how many times she eats cereal in a day)

Brunch:

salad: egg, olive, tomato, mushroom, cucumber, tofu, cauliflower, dry mushroom, Asian sesame dressing, spinach, mixed lettuce

4 cups of cereal: Lucky Charms, Honey-Nut Cheerios, regular Cheerios, Special K with strawberries

1 cup of coffee

Lunch:

raisin bread

3 more cups of cereal

Plate of salad: red peppers, tofu, and olives, lettuce,

3 sweet potatoes

2 raisin breads: toasted

3 Hershey kisses

3 pieces of cornbread

3 spoons of chocolate cake

Dinner?

Sandwich: whole wheat bread, honey mustard, lettuce tomato, turkey toasted

1 grapefruit

2 oranges

1 chai tea

milk with shredded oats cereal

more cereal: puffins, honey nut cheerios, lucky charms, life, special K,

..to understate how many cups of cereal she’s eaten, I would say about 10 cups. Now that’s still ALOT of cereal.

Dear Michelle,

Just Kidding. As much as I complain about your dang lists, I really do enjoy them. See ya =)

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Desolated Dreams

As a child, there is no other person or thing that is stronger than your parents. I viewed my dad to be the strongest of all dads. I remember kids on the playground would quarrel over “whose dad could beat up whose.” It doesn’t matter if your parents were small and frail, but through the eyes of naivety your parents were invincible. Our parents were gods. As we grew, reality showed that our parents were no stronger than the man or woman next to them. Time passed and our parents became weak and mortal as all humans should be. Even still, I think a lot of times we forget that our parents are everyday average people like ourselves.

In college were always asking ourselves, what we want to do when we graduate. Once we’ve mapped out our lives, we spend so much time focusing on achieving our dreams; we forget how we even got here. Have you ever asked your parents their dreams? What were your parents’ “dream occupation” before they devoted their lives to becoming a full-time guardian?

We forget that are parents had dreams and goals of their own. My mom once told me that she dreamed of becoming a nurse. An occupation she can be proud of, helping those in need.  …can anyone guess what she does today? My parents are owners of a small dry cleaners. Sun up to sun down, six days a week, they work diligently to support me and my sister. I see my parents breaking sweat for a job they don’t even want to do and it tears me up inside.

Every day, I look around my dorm and I notice the “north face” jackets hanging from my door knob, or the 22″ HD T.V. sitting across my bed, and I think, “Life’s alright.”I don’t think life is good, but life is alright. Even more absurd is that, I believe having all these possessions are normal, when I should be thanking my parents for all the blessings I have in my life. Something I always need to remember is that my parents have given up their dreams, so I can achieve mine. The caliber of my future success rides more heavily than my first impression. If I fail, I not only fail myself, but my parents. If I succeed, I create something of myself and liberate my parents from their burden of possible regret from giving up their dreams.

More than feeling the pressure, I just want to say…

Thanks Mom & Dad,

Your hardwork and sacrifice is something I won’t ever truly understand.

-Daniel.

Alone Together

“Just as I shall lie alone in the grave, so, in essence, do I live alone.” -Anton Pavlovich Chekhov (1860-1904)

When I was younger my parents would always tell me, you’re only going to go as far as your willing to. No one is there to help you reach anywhere, and success follows according to your own doings. Every now and then, I hear someone say, “It’s all about connections.” If that really is the case, then success is defined by our opportunities of luck presented in life. Maybe, the real answer is a combination of both theories; determination and luck, joint together.

Whichever the answer is, I’ve concluded that at the end of our lives we’re going to realize that everything we have, or don’t have is because of ourselves. You can skim through the long list of friends you have on facebook and say some of them will be there for you no matter what life throws at you. But, for how long will they “have your back?” and how far are they willing to go out of their way? At some point, the great bond the two of you share reaches a peak, a dead end, where a situation presents itself and that person can no longer be there for you. Truly, we are all alone in this world. We are alone together.

People freely use the term “best friends forever” or say that “were not like other people, we’re going to last.” Even when you think two people are bonded by the seal of history and experiences, we come to realize that any and all relationships are fragile. Time goes on to prove that friends disappear, loved ones pass away, and lovers break-up. Think about the important people of your life, and ask “how much time do I have left with this person?” The grandfather clock ticks away and before you know it, that person is gone.

As I write this entry, I could only think of one bond that can never be broken. Possibly the only unbreakable bond is the bond of God and the believer. However, that relationship seems like a one-way street. The believer prays to God, speaks to God, and worships God, but God answers in ways that aren’t apparent to the believer, even impossible to understand.

Referring back to human to human connections, none is lasting. There are no groups, parties, races, or societies, only individuals. As individuals we decide what we do and who we become. What I’m really trying to say is that, maybe I have prioritized my life in all the wrong ways. Til now, I have invested so much time and energy into bonds that will most likely fade away. Perhaps, success can only be achieved by living for one’s self only. It’s a terrible way to view life, but it’s realistic.

Mutatio

So…I was on Youtube looking up videos of Obama and I saw a million signs of “Yes We Can” and ” I Want Change.” Which made me think, “Do I want change?”

As I reflect on the past few months, I felt there  have been so many changes in my life. I recently changed my major, the stability of friends are constantly being tested, financial security, and my future only becomes more unknown.(Apparently my thoughts of change are very selfish and has absolutely nothing to do with politics like I started out in this entry, but whatever.) A year from now, I’ll be graduating and trying to find work. Time moves at such a rapid speed, I find it hard to keep up.

Yes, “change is a part of life,” but sometimes I wonder if we’re the ones making life a lot more difficult than it needs to be. I used to be the one that would always want something extravagant in life and just “chilling” was not enough. Instead of doing the usual and lounging around at my friend, John’s house, I would want to “do something crazy” and go for a midnight 2 hour drive to Philly for some cheese-steaks. When I analyze my current situation, I’ve realized that maybe “chilling” was enough. When so many things are changing at once I find myself turning to the thing I find familiar. Maybe, that’s why people love going home so much. Benjamin button said, “It’s a funny thing coming home. Nothing changes. Everything looks the same, feels the same, even smells the same. You realize what’s changed, is you.”

Ever since I came to college, whenever nostalgia hits, it hit hard. I always think how great life was back in the day, but I’ve learned things can never really go back to the beginning. Time is constantly moving and it’ll even leave us behind, so all we can do is progress forward.

To answer the question from the beginning…”Do I want change?”

I guess that’s relative to how good your life is at the moment. Nobody really wants change, but change is necessary. …Obama had it right all along…I want change. (once again nothing to do with politics)

“Nobody can go back and start a new beginning, but anyone can start today and make a new ending.” – Maria Robinson