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E-mail I recieved...
Posted Apr 5, 2000
RESIGNATION
I am hereby officially tendering
my resignation as an adult. I have
decided I would like to accept the
responsibilities of an 8 year-old again.
I want to go to McDonald's and think
that it's a four star restaurant.
I want to sail sticks across a fresh mud
puddle and make a sidewalk with rocks.
I want to think M&Ms are better than
money because you can eat them.
I want to lie under a big oak tree and
run a lemonade stand with my friends on
a hot summer's day.
I want to return to a time when life was
simple; When all you knew were colors,
multiplication tables, and nursery
rhymes, but that didn't bother you,
because you didn't know what you
didn't know and you didn't care.
All you knew was to be happy because you were blissfully unaware of
all the things that should make you
worried or upset.
I want to think the world is fair.
That everyone is honest and good.
I want to believe that anything is
possible. I want to be oblivious
to the complexities of life and be
overly excited by the little things
again.
I want to live simple again. I
don't want my day to consist of
computer crashes, mountains of paperwork,
depressing news, how to survive more days
in the month than there is money in the
bank, doctor bills, gossip, illness,
and loss of loved ones.
I want to believe in the power of
smiles, hugs, a kind word, truth,
justice, peace, dreams, the imagination,
mankind, and making angels in the snow.
So . . . here's my checkbook
and my car-keys, my credit card bills
and my 401K statements. I am officially
resigning from adulthood.
And if you want to discuss this
further, you'll have to catch me
first, cause........
......"Tag! You're it."
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Latest reply: Apr 5, 2000
HIV 3/18/00
Posted Mar 20, 2000
Yesterday I was exposed to HIV at work, and no, I'm not kidding... It's hard to believe that I held one of the worlds' most deadly viruses in my hand while the world around me continued as normal. Yes, I had on protection, namely 2 pairs of latex gloves, but you really do begin to question your mortallity. After all, how often does an experiece like that occur? I realize that most of this is fear I feel is Post Tramatic Stress, since the possiblity of my contracting the virus is impossible, but you begin to see the world in a different light... I feel sorry for the man who did this to everyone at work, but in a way I blame him for his actions (even though he was high on Heroine). I fear for my friends who, like myself, were exposed... Now, the next six months of our lives are disrupted for a good amount of actions and situations that we will be in... But, the chances of us having contracted, logically, is impossible and that is how we are going to get through the day.
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Latest reply: Mar 20, 2000
With Fog this could be London....
Posted Mar 17, 2000
It's raining, again. The rain pours forth from the sky like a waterfall or as if Heaven has opened the floodgates to the collection of tears shed by the martyrs throughout history. Headlights streak down the highway outside my windows and the stadium lights glare into those same windows like spotlights on an escaping criminal. The temperature drops like a rock attached to paper and the wind picks up speed as it moves further down the walkway. Yet, through the haze which is the outside world, a striking beauty appears. A calm falls over the exterior and peace reigns over the campus. Like the calm before a hurricane, quiet decends upon a college campus in Boston, MA.
Music blasts from speakers crushing the quiet that so momentarily engulfed us all. Sounding as if it were attempting to rape the silence it seems almost like a sacralige to have this noise penitrate the peaceful atmosphere.
Cloudy skies cover the bright moon. The stars are tucked away behind fluffy sheets of gray-black material. A knock on the door, the return to reality... And like Robert Frost so painfully discrbes this intrusion in his poem, The Lockless Door, "So at a knock I emptied my cage, to hide in the world and alter with age."
Just think, with fog this could be London...
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Latest reply: Mar 17, 2000
CGS and Anthropology
Posted Mar 16, 2000
What is CGS? College of General Studies... the school within BU I'm enrolled in... It is also the bane of my existance. Can someone please tell me why I need to take Calculus to study Anthropology? Really, does someone in administration think that I intend to be deriving equitions while I observe how people have evolved over the ages? I don't think so. *Sigh* Or how about Chemistry? Biology I can understand, and I am going to take a whole bunch of it, but Chemistry I just don't need! I cannot stand the fact that administration assumes that people need a "general education" in COLLEGE, high school is one thing, but this is college. We don't NEED a general education, that's what our younger years were spent consentrating on. All I want to do is study Anthropology and Mythology, NOT Calculus and Chemistry!!!!!!! Oh, and if anyone can explain the Bohr Model of the Atom to me I'd love them forever!
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Latest reply: Mar 16, 2000
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