Jacob spoke first.
“I want to know if my hair is just like yours,” he told Mr. Obama, but so quietly that the president asked him to speak again.
Jacob did, and Mr. Obama replied, “Why don’t you touch it and see for yourself?” He brought his head level with Jacob, who hesitated.
“Touch it, dude!” Mr. Obama said.
As Jacob, who was 5, patted the presidential crown, Mr. Souza snapped.
“So, what do you think?” Mr. Obama asked.
Stream of Consciousness: UNCC Blows
I figured when people from uncc started following me, and read how i DONT KNOW ANYONE they’d be like, “lets kick it.” Wrong. Fuck UNCC and their student bodies lack of interest in meeting new people. Close minded jerks. Jess, you’re cool though
You are totally right! All 25,000 students are both close minded and jerks! There is absolutely no diversity and it’s like everyone has the exact same opinion on everything. Really weird. No one ever wants to meet anyone new and all the students keep to his or her self. I hope the sarcasm is being telegraphed appropriately. It sucks you had a bad experience but if I were you, I would definitely try to meet people through organizations or some kind of involvement instead of expecting strangers on the internet to immediately sympathize with you and flood your inbox with hundreds of requests to hang out. No matter where you go to school, it’s only going to be what you make of it.
I agree with both sides, but I am definitely leaning with royalcabinfever on this one. Do I think the ENTIRE student body sucks? No. However I can understand how one would conclude that students are not interested in meeting new people. My personal experience has led me to believe that a majority of students are completely satisfied with the group of friends they already have. It is easy to suggest going to events and joining organizations… but lets be real here, college has always been high school 2.0.
While listening to Hancock Fabric’s easy listening music, I heard a song and thought to myself, “Wow, Justin Bieber sounds so mature.” Then I was like, “Wait, that is Colbie Caillat.”
When my boyfriend tries to help fold laundry
I’m just like,
This is my reality.
Perhaps…
the hardest thing for me to do is to just let life take its course. i want to be in control of every aspect of my life and when i’m not i feel like everything is spiraling. i know i’m not alone in feeling this way, but sometimes i wish i could be carefree or whatever the hell people these days value. i’m apparently a bitch, who is mean and too sarcastic for her own good. yet, it is as if people ignore that i am passionate and determined and whatever else i think are great qualities in good people.
basically, what i am saying is… fuck the haters.
