Our Presidents and Precedents

The one thing that did not make sense to me when reading Daniel Gilbert’s Immune to Reality chapter was his one quote, “But siblings and presidents are ours, for better or for worse, and there’s not much we can do about it once they,ve been born or elected.” (201) What confused me about this is the fact that Gilbert writes just before this, “Friends come and go, and changing candidates is as easy as changing socks.”

I feel Gilbert presents a sense of bias here and at first I thought he incorrectly used the word “president” to mean “precedent”. Not only does he undermine the importance of friendship, which many would compare to the warmth of a sibling relationship, but he also acts as if our president will stay and haunt us forever. What made me go “Huh?” was his use of someone who is in power for a short amount of time and possibly criticized throughout his or her term to enforce his idea that the mind tends to cope to things inescapable. I understand our society to function in a way where we would not have to feel oppressed by our leaders, and for Gilbert to use this example poses many problems with his credibility.

Using the word “precedent” on the other hand would make more sense. George Washington set a precedent that no president should serve more than 2 terms to avoid corruption of power. A precedent is a law that is set over the course of time. When we hold these truths and they are voided, then we have an inescapable outcome. So rejecting a value that we hold dear would trigger our psychological defense more than would a politician who we know can be easily replaced.

I do however admire Gilbert’s use of survey’s and studies to make his other points. It clarifies his theories by using factual evidence to support his claims. I also appreciate his adding humor to his work in between evidence. It balances the work to include some ease to it, making it more than just a serious read.

Legato

Upon hearing that we were going to be reading “Chopin,” I immediately thought of Frederic Chopin–the pianist.  Obviously, it wasn’t the case that we were reading something from the pianist, but the shared surname between the pianist and the author had a direct association with the term “legato.”  Legato is  a style of articulation (which was championed by Chopin) in which the individual notes almost overlap over each other.   The notes play after each other in a very smooth and connected fashion, hence “legato’s” literal definition of “tied together.”  This style contrasts with “staccato” which is a more articulate form of articulation, but is also more disjointed.   The first video is an example of legato, while the second video is an example of staccato playing (particularly from 7:06 until the finish).

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Let’s return to the idea of “tied together,” though.  The idea of “tied together,” while using music as a diving board into a broader pool, makes me think of something fluid.  Water attracting water, as an example; you could see this when you look out of a train window and watch the raindrops streak across into the other droplets of water, and when combined, the unified droplet continues streaking across the window and out of sight. Here, we see that water attracts its likeness.  It’s a weird and roundabout way of get to this conclusion, but ultimately, we can say something similar in regard to humans and how we choose our support network (particularly our friends and acquaintances). But why?

It’s evident that it’s not too often, if at all, that we willingly choose to hang out with people that we don’t enjoy or have anything in common with.  However, unlike water, humans have minds of their own, and are inherently different from each other.  What’s the difference between the droplet of water that stays in place and the droplet that streaks across the window? Not much, really.  The obvious difference between humans and water is that humans are living things with individualistic thoughts and fundamental differences.  Human interaction can’t be explained like chemistry’s explanation of water molecules bonding.  Humans align themselves with things of their likeness, but due to inherent differences internally (with regard to mind and personality), it seems that there’s also a more “selfish” side to co-mingling with other humans.   It may simply be an instinctual matter of confirming or reaffirming one’s existence by aligning themselves with tangible objects (including people) that resemble them or represent their values.  Maybe it’s through confirming one’s existence as an individual as a result of comparing themselves with other individuals (whether similar or different), people realize their own uniqueness.  With a sense of individuality, the thought of living for yourself is a realization of freedom.  I believe that this was essence the freedom, happiness, and wholeness that Louise Mallard experienced in “The Story of an Hour.”

Darryl Bethay

Curiosity and Me

The last two weeks were pretty hard time for me. I am taking 6 courses this semester and all the midterms and paper assignment showed up in the last two weeks. Even we had 2 long weekends but I didn’t fool around. I just spent every day doing the assignments and preparing for my midterms. I shouldn’t be struggling if I take less than 6 courses and of course I have the choice to take less. Is taking 6 courses a wrong thing? I can’t help asking myself this question.

However, it takes no time for me to figure out the answer. The answer is no. Even though I am so stressful but I am happy. I am happy because I can learn the things that I want to learn. I am curious about the things that I don’t know: Logic, American history, Spanish, Law, marketing and of course this class. They are all new to me and I am so eager and aggressive to learn all of them. I even have the plan to learn Japanese, Italian and French which are not requirement for a BBA degree.

People say “Curiosity killed the cat.” It is true that curiosity is killing me now but I will survive. It is very unlikely that you will mess up the things that you really want to do and have spent time on. For me, it is good to have curiosity instead of being ignorant. I feel so strongly that I am right and that’s why I write down “Happiness is the pursuit of truth” as my thesis in the paper. At first I don’t know why “truth” seems broad for so many people, but as I am writing this free post, I think I get it now. I have to use my own words to describe my feelings instead of just summarizing others’ points, even though they are fantastic.

FRESH CUT

I got a haircut today. I never realized until today how relaxing a haircut is. It may sound a little weird, but being in the warm seat and having someone cut my hair is just so serene. My barber doesnt talk that much so literally the whole time it feels like my head is getting a massage. It may not be as relaxing for everyone else but it sure is for me. If i could i would fall asleep during the haircut.

The only bad thing about my barber though is that I always have to be aware of the time. The parking around there is horrible and there’s always meter maids handing out tickets. It always gives me that rushed feeling, like “OMG what time is it?!” I can never truly feel completely relaxed at the barber just because of this. Besides the little bit of anxiety I feel towards getting a ticket, it still cant take away from the fact that being at the barber is sometimes the highlight of my day.

I pay 16 dollars for a haircut. But i feel like I’m ripping off the barber. For about an hour of my time I get a head massage, a chance to clear my head, the feeling of total relaxation, and I come out of the place with a confidence boost because my hair looks good! So for 16 dollars it is well worth it. The shop is in a little alleyway that is kind of suspicious but once you get in there you have these awesome Russian guys asking what’s up and hows life going. When you get in the hot seat, you got the buzzer going around your head while you watch whatever they put on the T.V. Today they had some movie with Chuck Norris in it but i had never seen it. It looked pretty badass though. Chuck Norris was just flinging people around like it was nothing. I just feel so good when I’m at the barbers. After the haircut I say bye to everyone and i head out the door. From that second on i start to get a little depressed cause i know i wont be in there for another month=(…

My favorite jeweler

The cool breezes, the beautiful architecture, the decorated sky, and the “Duomo” are all the striking elements that make a florentine evening. It is experience for all to have. I still reminisce about my time in Florence, sitting in a restaurant near the “Ponte Vecchio” with a perfect view of the river. The river was a pink and purple reflection of the luminous sky above. The off yellow color of the buildings and the roughed red color of the bricks complemented the flow of colors under the bridge in an almost fictitious way.

The Florentine collection by Paolo Costagli takes its influence from these florentine evenings. The amethyst and pink sapphire used in the jewelry accurately captures the vivid purples and pinks in the evening skies of Florence. The 18kt gold complements the gems much like the yellowish color of the florentine buildings. The collection allows you to wear the beauty of a florentine evening.

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Hmmm… I’m Hungry.

I am on a cleanse called the “Master Cleanse” and I have not ate a single meal since two Sundays ago (October 2, 2011 to be exact). Of course my post would be about food because ONE: Food is the only thing on my mind these days, and TWO: Food is like, awesome.

I am doing this cleanse because I want to try to start eating healthier. I figured that it would be best to cleanse my body from all the waste and toxins, and start fresh. Basically throughout these ten days I had to drink 60oz, or more, of pure organic lemon juice, grade b maple syrup, cayenne pepper and filtered water. Today is my tenth day, and I couldn’t be any more proud of myself. So far I have lost ten pounds, and I want to keep going.

The meal that keeps springing up in my mind throughout this cleanse is the chicken salad from Chipotle. YUM YUM YUM YUM!!!!! Oh, and shrimp pasta. YUM times 1,000! I can not wait to eat this salad, I seriously have never craved salad like this before.

But even though I want to eat healthier, I feel like this new diet plan I have for myself is deleting a chunk of my life that really does makes me happy.

BUT I am really really proud that I made it through this cleanse. Seriously, can you go ten whole days without eating anything?  I bet many couldn’t even last two days. Trust me, even on my first day I was ready to give up.

Well after I do the Ease out method, I should be eating regular meals by this Saturday-Sunday. The ease out method is just a way to get me back to eating normally again. I can’t just eat this salad right away because my body is not used to food, so I have to ease into it. By the time our class meets on Thursday, I should be drinking pure orange juice as a part of the ease out method, and on Friday I will be eating soup, mostly the broth (which I am really excited for). I am really happy with this torture I put myself through for the past ten days, and even happier for it to end! Yay me! =)

The 3 things that made me happy this weekend

The first thing that made me happy this weekend:

I finally found out what I am going to wear for Halloween and I’m going to be a fluffy sheep wearing superman underwear and a cape. Yes this is weird but honestly I could care less. I am tired of girls dressing up like sluts for Halloween like seriously. Halloween is when CHILDREN come out and trick o’ treat , I don’t think little boys should be exposed to half naked women and what not. BUT anyways I am very happy that I am going to be a sheep because I am going to be fluffy as hell and I have an obsession with cotton balls so this will be fun.

The 2nd thing that made me happy this weekend:

I bought myself the following items:  a mini Louis Vutton wallet that I got off of Ebay, and superman bra and briefs. Yes the last one was a little bit of a TMI but I am obsessed with Superman because he is my hero and will always be my hero. I would though consider this temporary happiness because I just bought stuff that made me happy for a little bit so yeah that was fun.

The last but not least the 3rd thing that made me happy this weekend:

My girlfriend went to my softball game on Sunday at Rutgers University (Newark) and she took me out afterwards and I couldn’t be any happier because this is the first time she saw play softball and I was a bit nervous to play in front of her but after a while i didn’t mind. Afterwards we got matching shirts that say “Cool Story Babe Now make me a sandwich” and I am actually wearing as I type this long blog post of mine =D.

So that concludes my happy 4 day weekend!

What Makes Me Happy

Okay, random things make me happy… I was going through the list in my head and I thought I was weird. Sometimes, I just feel like a kid and curl up with a mug of hot cocoa and my textbooks, so that I’m happy and inspired when I’m studying. Chocolate definitely makes me happy. I mean it releases the same chemicals in the brain that make us feel like we are in love. I fall in love with every bite.

I’m happy when I talk to my baby sister. I miss her. Coming away for college has been hard, but I don’t now when I will see her next. Just her being around makes me giggle for no reason. Whenever we are together, we get so stupid and laugh about absolutely nothing. And the crazy things we’ve done. Sigh. I love her.

Love. Love makes me happy. A little scared, yes. But happy. I don’t know what it it is, but no matter how upset I am, there is something about Eric’s eyes, that just makes my heart melt. I mean, maybe that’s what happiness is, you know? Letting your guard down, feeling a little insecure, but absolutely protected. Like nothing can ever touch you. Hmmm…. I guess love makes me feel invincible.

I like popping bubble wrap. I used to climb into boxes and just pop bubble wrap all day. Made me a happy baby. I like the smell of freshly-cut grass. I also like how the air is at 6.30 in the morning. I guess that and the Starbucks frappuccino really wakes me up. And if I have had enough sleep, whuch rarely happens, waking up that early is not so bad. Manageable. I was dancing on the train today. Everybody lay dead, but I was dancing. Singing at the top of my voice in public, running around like a complete idiot, all that makes me happy.

I like new clothes. Weird as it is, finally acquiring things that I’ve wanted a long time doesn’t please me as much as getting something completely random. And I love gifts.I really like spending money. I love the ka-ching! And then the guilt starts kicking in. I can’t stop shopping. Hey, it makes me happy. And that’s the dream, right? I’m livin’ it. I love saving good food for last. I get rid of vegetables real quick to get to what I really ordered.

I love books. Old books, new books, the smell, the crack, the sound of an mid- 20th century hardcover…I love the smell of Barnes and Nobles. And rain. I love warm baths and cold milk make me happy. I love Taylor Lautner’s abs and Messi’s smile. Diets make me unhappy. I know I’m not the prettiest of girls, but I do know I’m happier than most skinny girls.Mmmmm….mozzarella cheeseburger deluxe, a nice tall glass of beer , and chocolate cake to finish. That’s why fat people tend to be jolly. 😛

I like being able to find the perfect position in the library armchairs. To be able to find an armchair to sleep in, firstly, is a feat. But finding the right spot, so that neither your neck nor your back bothers you…is bliss. And I love puppies and babies and parties and laughter. Happiness for me also comes from the happiness of those I love. To be able to bring home a report card that makes my parents happy, is great. Just little things, I guess. Not money, but little affectionate, sweet little nothings make me happy. But you know, a pair of new shoes never hurt anybody.