Revenge of the Nerds is a book that came out a few years ago that explained that the nerds are the ones that will rule the world because they went on to university and will get all the good paying jobs. But now the joke is on us because, surprise!, we actually can’t get jobs straight out of university. I feel cheated! What went wrong? What changed? Now an undergraduate degree is the equivalent to a high school degree, and a high school degree is just expected as a part of everyone’s education, like elementary school. Instead jobs and employers are turning to college students because they are the ones with some experience and require less pay to hire. WE ARE NOT GETTING JOBS BECAUSE WE ARE TOO QUALIFIED? What the actual fuck?!? And meanwhile it is university students that are outrageously in debt and need to pay back the $40 000 odd dollars (give or take a few thousand) which we needed to pay for our schooling and the degree that is apparently worthless since it can’t land us a job. The nerds have actually gotten screwed over here! We worked our asses off to get into university, then worked our asses off again in university, and all we have to show for it is our debt. Those stupid people who had cheated off us in high school will end up once more above us in the social order because they were smart enough (or dumb enough) to go to college and will end up hiring our sorry butts when we come crawling to them for some job we don’t even what and for a lot less pay than a university degree deserves. Have we nerds not earned our place in society? Or is the universe just laughing at us in our attempt to be the popular ones for once?
Happy: Don’t Worry, Be Happy -Bobby McFerrin
Love: Accidentally In Love -Counting Crows
Light: Light up the Castle -The Remus Lupins (Album: Jingle Spells 3)
Dark: I Will Follow You Into the Dark -Death Cab for Cutie
Good: All Good Things (Come to an End) -Nelly Furtado
Bad: Bad Man Forward, Bad Man Pull Up -Ding Dong (I didn’t even know I had this! I heard it for the first time while doing this challenge)
Smile: Smile -Uncle Kracker
Cry: Cry -Mandy Moore
Girl: Big Girls Don’t Cry (Personal) -Fergie
Boy: Boycott Immorality -Rachel Portman (Album: Chocolat soundtrack)
I love that I have no songs that turn up for hate.
ok, I know I’m in university and everyone drinks and parties and drinks some more in order to relax/ socialize/ have something to do, but is it wrong to want a break? Is it wrong to just want to have a quiet night at home with some friends every now and then? Why do you think they invented Cards Against Humanity anyway? Sure, it’s great for a predrink, but it’s also good for staying in and STILL having fun. And why don’t people play board games anymore? Was/ is there anything wrong with them? Or can people my age just not sit down for any length of time without falling asleep? I know I should want to go out and drink whenever the opportunity presents itself, but what I really want, is to play a board game with some close friends, and maybe become even closer friends with them.
You see, I’m just not all that impressed with big things. Mountains, monuments, deserts, etcetera. Everyone knows about and can see the vastness of such things; the grandness, the incomprehensible beauty, the sheer majesty of things that are so extraordinarily large in comparison to us. It feels, I can imagine, that such things threaten to swallow you whole, and you are so insignificantly small that no one would even notice in the presence of such magnificence. But my problem is that that is exactly (more or less) what everyone sees. They all like those big things.
But me… well I like the little things. I like to know that I’m seeing something that most people don’t. I love its size, the fact that I have to zoom all the way in on my camera just to see it. Most of all, I like seeing the world from a different point of view. I can see things the way a cat does, or a fish, or a bug. A mountain is pretty much humongous to any creature. But I get to see what only bugs and birds and small creatures see, because I take the time to get on their level. And when I do, the mere beauty of it, and the secret of it, and the size of it, and everything about it fills me with a wonder that I’ve never felt looking at a mountain. I find myself asking, “how can so much detail be on something so small?” That to me is incomprehensible.
A mountain is, and always will be, great. But a flower the size of the head of a pin? That is precious in a way a mountain never will be to me.