It’s always fascinated me how differently people think. No one ever really thinks the exact same thing or in the exact same way. Today, I experienced the perfect example of this. In my philosophy class, we were talking about Plato and the word “practice”. My professor asked the class what we think of when we hear the word practice. Me being an athlete, the first response that popped into my head was “repetition”. In volleyball, the only way you succeed in practice is by repetition and cooperation. I was just about to raise my hand to suggest my awesomely philosophical answer of “repetition” when my professor called on the girl a couple seats over. I’m not trying to be rude or anything, but you can tell she doesn’t play sports. She’s just very awkward looking… anyways. She responded by saying that the term “practice” reminds her of judges in the Supreme Court. Because they have to work hard to get to their positions in the Supreme Court. Wowwwwww.
Day Twenty-Six- What you think about your friends.
My friends are my life. They keep me sane when things are rough. Laughing is a huge part of my life and I’m pretty sure I would die if I didn’t laugh at least once a day. Thank goodness for my friends, because I have the goofiest ones in the world. I laugh myself to tears every time I’m with one of them. They are always there for me, as I am for them. What more could you ask for in a friend? They truly are the definition of perfect. And I wouldn’t have it any other way. I love them with all my heart, and I don’t think any of them know how much I really miss them. <3
Well, seeing as how I’m at school right now, you’d find four binders, my laptop, a pencil case, my make-up bag, a calculator, my schedule, a sweatshirt, a power bar, and a water bottle. Typical items for a college student right?
All I can say is I love you. That basically sums up my thoughts. Now that I am at college, my mind has opened up on a whole new level. I am inspired beyond belief and I’m pretty positive that I owe it all to you. I definitely would not be where I am today without the two of you. You both have your different qualities and traits and U can talk to you both about different things. Whether it’s drama with friends, or issues with school, or if I just need a good laugh. I can always come to you two. And not every eighteen-year-old girl can say that about her parents. So I’m glad that I can. We have way too many inside jokes between us, but that’s okay. It keeps life interesting. You have raised me well, and prepared me for the events that lie ahead in my life. Sure, I have a lot left to learn, but you have given me the skills that I need to learn what’s left. Not sure if that made sense, but you get the point. I love you both and miss you beyond belief!
-The little girl in the red cowboy boots barking at cars.
Day Twenty-Two- What makes you different from everyone else?
What makes me different from everyone else? I believe this question could be asked to anyone, and we would all have generally the same answer. What makes me different is that I am me. No one else is like me. In that same sense, where we all have the same answer, the subsets of that answer must be different. It’s a huge circle. Our answer is “we are who we are” but who are we? Everyone has a completely different determination of who we are and the characteristics that make up our “self”. I am me because, I am five feet eleven inches. I am me because, I play volleyball. Again, there are many other people in the world who can say that exact same thing, and mean different things. What makes me different is that I have my own thoughts. I think differently than other people, I know different things. I’m not trying to say I’m an alien or anything, I’m just saying that my thoughts are my own, and no one else’s.