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I commented on Meghan's blog "drugs?" on April 26th, about the drug use here at SMU.

Where does my money go?

As I am finishing up my second semester as a freshman here at SMU I find myself worn out and broke. I wonder to myself where all of my money has gone considering I don’t shop, I spend very little on gas, and I have 2 jobs. With all that in consideration you would think I was a cheap freak and was saving up plenty of money. But instead I am left with a negative amount in my bank account?
I figured it was time to look back at my credit card history and see where my moneys going. I had it made up in my mind that someone had gotten a hold of my account information and was using it to buy things. As I logged on to my account and started looking back at what all I had bought and hadn’t bought, to my surprise there wasn’t a thief to blame other than my stomach.
I had spent over 300$ on FOOD in the past month! I mean that is pretty ridiculous. From groceries, to eating out for lunch and dinner, that is exactly where all my money had gone. I had even talked to my bank and reported suspicious activity and yet, o wait, I was the one who had being using it! To my embarrassment I had to call the bank and my family and tell them that I was indeed the one who had spent all the money. There was no thief involved at all. So where is the limit we place on ourselves to say it’s ok to spend money on. I had thought all along that I was being very safe and cautious with my money because I wasn’t doing anything ridiculous like shopping all the time. But who’s to say it’s ok to spend money on food but not clothes and you’ll still be in the clear? Little did I know I ended up outta luck and broke by the end.

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I commented on CEC's blog Who Cares if Johnny Can't Read?. I discussed the idea that new fantasy novels are of less importance to our minds development. I argue that this is not true because I believe reading is the same no matter what form it comes in.

Argument

Is all reading valuable? I will argue that all types of reading are beneficial. No matter the label of classical or fictional fun, reading engages our minds in exploration and adventure. Enabling us to learn and advance in grammar, vocabulary, and much more. I will also argue who has the right to say whether what we are reading is valuable. Some of the most prestigious works of literature were once regarded as pointless scribble, however today such works from Fitzgerald are masterpieces. Therefore the devaluing pressure placed on more eccentric novels such as Twilight is biased.

Claim: All reading is valuable, whether it is classic literature or a light fictional read; the knowledge obtained from reading makes us smarter.

Reason: The stimulation our brain receives from reading enhances our vocabulary and grammar.

Evidence: Studies show that people of all ages are more likely to succeed and prosper from life if they read more. People who read are more likely to make more money and obtain more knowledge applied to different aspects of life

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I posted a comment on Kee's blog about the online music download scandal. I think it's a very interesting topic and was well worth discussion.

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I posted a comment to Margaritaville's Passport post.

Road Rage

The other day I was driving to pick up the kids I babysit for. I was running a little late so I was in a bit of a hurry and was speeding through the lanes. Of course to my surprise, there was a car in my blind spot that I cut off as I switched into the left land to make a turn. The small black Mercedes laid on its horn and its brakes as we swerved to miss each other. To my surprise, knowing that I was in the wrong, I still threw my hands in the air and yelled “What?” as if I wasn’t in the wrong. My reaction was that of pure guilt. I didn’t think I was in the wrong because I needed to be speeding in order to pick someone up. (Selfish I know). But if you think about it, I know you’ve done it too.

So yesterday I was driving and some prick cuts me off right in front of a stop light. Before nearly slamming my car into the back of his, my quick reflexes enabled my foot to pump the break nearly in time to save myself from a wreck. I was FURIOUS. Who did this person think they were cutting me off? And yet they looked at my like, why are you honking at me? I’ve done nothing wrong. So point to the story is, when do we draw the line in justifying a reason to speed or drive inappropriately? And if so why can’t we get our own self-conscience to obey it.