One in a Million. Growing up, I recall hearing that any time meant chances were not in my favor. But how about 1 in 175,233,510, or .000000057%? Those are the chances of winning the Powerball’s jackpot. Despite these odds, for the first time I was hearing my peers discussing their Powerball fantasies and particularly enjoyed reading the articles about the odds favoring by a wide margin death by flesh eating bacteria over winning the Powerball, or even dying from a bee sting. Everything suggested the Powerball as a fool’s game, but it didn’t stop me, or many of my peers, from buying multiple tickets.
As I bought my five tickets from the tobacco shop on Greene, the clerk mocked me saying Only five? I didn’t care. It was fun to think about what I would do with half a billion dollars. It made me feel like a kid the night before Christmas, imagining huge presents that blocked out the tree. Fantasizing about what I would do put back in perspective the type of life I would want if money weren’t an issue. It’s similar to the questions kids are asked, What do you wanna be when you grow up? At such an age, they’re not explicitly concerned with the concept of monetary limitations, or personal gains at others’ expense. They have an honest response of the good they wish to do for themselves and for others. At our core we all want to do “good” it just seems that children have a “gooder” concept of what that means.
To my surprise many of my lottery playing peers said they would donate to charities, help pay off friends’ debt, and get involved in a lot of self-less humanitarian activities in addition to their selfish indulgence. They started thinking like a kid again. The question of “what to do when you grow up” seemed to be revisited as the possibility, faint as it is, of a windfall of riches appeared in their dreams.
This crazy Powerball, although a devilish game, appears to trigger in many of us a need to reflect upon our place in this materialistic world and to consider the role of compassion vs. greed that is absent in so much of business and Wall Street. If this is the outcome of the relatively low price of a ticket then perhaps those crazy odds don’t matter so much after all.
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This year I decided to live in Olympia Mills again, because last year I had such a good experience. However, this year has blessed me with the neighbors from hell. Seriously. Blasting rap music at 3 p.m. on a weekday? For hours? And if that wasn’t already annoying, they decide to continue playing their music from what I can only assume are massive speakers until the sun rises, also on weekdays.
I’m all for partying and having a good time. This is college and we’re here to live up our twenties. But when you’re in an apartment complex, you have to remember that you do have neighbors, and the walls are paper thin. I’d rather not wake up at 4 a.m. listening to you talking on the phone, or hearing your TV that I feel like I’m watching with you. What ever happened to human decency and respect? We all have midterms, finals, homework, not to mention the extra-curricular activities some students partake in. What if I was an athlete who trained 30 hours a week on top of trying to balance college life?
Sleep is essential to surviving college, and students need to remember especially in an apartment complex that other people do live right next door. Be courteous, the world doesn’t revolve around you.
The cliché “there are plenty more fish in the sea” serves quite a significant purpose when it’s time to move on to bigger and better things. There are many girls out there who hold on to someone or something out of fear of losing the comfort and care they once received. But what’s the point when that feeling of respect has vanished?
Ladies and gents, if it’s been longer than a month of the same song and dance, after failed attempts to speak your mind, it’s time to pack up and go. It’s not worth your time, and you should not be wasting it.
Time should not be consumed hoping, worrying and wondering why certain expectations are not met. Chances are, after conversations to make things work in your favor fail, they will not be changing anytime soon. Why wait around for things to change when what needs to be different is within yourself, not someone else.
Many people underestimate themselves, allowing the insecurity of being alone overpower the disappointment they’re fighting inside. This not only goes for relationships, but all difficult situations that won't change for the better after trying to make it work. Sometimes the best and only thing to do is walk the other way without turning back. An impact like that usually sparks a change that wouldn't have been made otherwise.
The first day is always the hardest but the days following get easier. DO NOT self talk yourself as a failure, disappointment or letdown unless you want the rest of the world to see that pessimism radiate from you. Hold your head high, and know things have to get broken before they can be mended.
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I absolutely can’t stand when you have plans with a friend and you say, “Okay, lets meet up at _______ (some specific time),” the time is confirmed by your friend and plans are set. Then the day comes around when you are going to carry out the plans that you have made. You clear your schedule, turn down that request you have to go shopping with your other friends, postpone the school project you were supposed to work on with your group, take a shower, get ready, and wait around. You show up at the meeting spot, maybe 15 or 20 minutes early, then you get a text from that friend saying, “Hey, sorry I don’t think I can make it today, something came up.”
Oh really? Something came up? Yeah, well maybe you could have told me that four hours ago, before I got all ready, and turned down the other invitations I got from other (cooler) people. Not to mention the time it took for me to drive to the meeting place, find a parking spot, pay the meter and its all for nothing.
After that happens, my day is wasted and I’m pissed off.
So here’s a warning to you, the people who do this type of thing to your friends: you are now officially 2 notches down in the ranks on that person’s friend list.
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Everyone has that friend who’s a good friend, but ends up costing you money in the long run. For instance, one of my good friends likes to pull a little move every time we go anywhere. The “Oh man, could you spot me a few bucks, I’ll pay you back?” move. It could be when we go out to eat, shopping for clothes, or have some sort of event to attend and there’s some sort of cover charge. We’ll get to the checkout to pay for our stuff, and she’ll do her usual routine:
My best friend came into town last week and I decided that it would be fun to go to dinner with some friends that night. At dinner we were all talking and having fun until I noticed a pause in the conversation. I looked up from my menu and realized that all five people were on their phones texting/browsing the web/Facebooking/Tweeting/whatever. This literally went on for about five minutes.
I thought to myself, “Okay, I’ll give it a few more minutes and then I’m saying something.” I thought that I wouldn’t have to wait because surely someone else will notice the silence and realize how silly it is that we’re all here to hang out with each other, but instead not even engaging in any type of conversation.
Nope. I was the only one NOT on a phone. After waiting, I just went off at them in a half-joking, half-serious tone that we all use in order to avoid being too mean. But they just laughed and continued staring at their phones.
This definitely wasn’t the first time that cell phone use has gotten on my nerves. It happens ALL the time! The worst is when you’re telling someone an important story, and the only response you get from them is, “Yeah,” without even looking up from their phone. When you didn’t even ask a question to begin with.
I mean, seriously! At parties, study groups or things that require attention to the group, I’m always finding a majority of people sitting on their phones disengaged. Why even go out if you’re going to stare at your phone all night? You might as well sit in front of a bigger screen at your house.
Obviously it’s perfectly fine if you’re using your phone for a few minutes, but lately I’ve been getting pissed at people who text while you’re trying to have a one on one convo with them. It’s so RUDE!
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So this may sound a little harsh, but lately I’ve been getting really annoyed every time I hear the word “sorry” at the wrong time. When I say the wrong time, I mean when something wasn’t even your fault.
For example, at my job, I’ll say to my new co-worker, “Hey, do you think you could get me this or that from the back?” Or sometimes I’ll just let her know little tips, like how to toast the bread on different settings and what not. It just starts to get to me when, immediately following EVERY single thing I suggest or ask for her to help me with, she has to say, “I’m so sorry.” Yeah I sound a little harsh, the poor girl is just apologizing, but then I think WHY? “YOU DIDN’T DO ANYTHING WRONG!”
Then, I’ll find myself saying, “It’s okay,” fifty times in an hour.Especially when we’re busy and I’m already stressed out because we have a bunch of people standing in line requesting their breakfast, I get really pissed when this girl says sorry a hundred times.Not to mention, she does it to the customers too and they’re standing there with a confused look on their faces like, “You didn’t even do anything wrong.”
Then there was today. Today, I was entering the bathroom when a girl was leaving and she goes, “Excuse me, sorry.” Did you really just apologize for leaving the bathroom? People, if you didn’t do anything wrong, then why admit to doing so in the form of an apology? It just gets annoying when you constantly have to say, “Oh no, you’re fine,” with a fake smile over and over again for no reason at all!
My diet consists of Red Bull shots, green tea antioxidant supplements and banana popsicles. My day planner is about to fucking explode with all of the shit I have written in it. My most recent trip to Wal-Mart resulted in a $40 purchase of anti-wrinkle moisturizer, nail polish, more sharpie pens so I can write even more shit in my day planner and various forms of caffeine.