Today at 6:36pm my last class at Manhattanville College ended. It has not sunk in yet but in two weeks I will be a college graduate. The thought is unreal because it seems like yesterday I was waving goodbye to my mom as she drove off leaving me to start my college career.

Right now I don’t know what to feel. I know I am happy because I am so close to being done; I just have to pass everything. I feel as though I am obligated to feel sad about leaving this place, but I can’t. I really don’t care about leaving. I don’t really have an attachment to this place. I have had great experiences, met some amazing people, and learned a lot about myself, but I still don’t feel cheerless (I really like that word and really wanted to use it once).

Perhaps the sadness is just being pushed to the side for the moment. I am so happy to be with my family again, and to actually spend more than a year with my boyfriend; being that he does not attend this school we have spent more time apart then together. I am excited to start an internship with Blue Cross and move forward with my career. Fear is in me right now, the whole paying bills is what puts it there.

Sadness is nowhere to be found. Maybe it will come pay me a visit on the day I pull out of here and know that I am not coming back in the fall, maybe in a year, or maybe never.

I have no doubt that other countries need assistance from our country, but what about the people that need help that are actually in our country. There was a time in the history of our country that we firmly believed in isolation; we sympathized but wanted to remain isolated. Now, it seems we can’t help but get involved in foreign affairs.

There are people who want to put a stop to violence in other countries, what about violence here? I don’t know how many stories I have read in the past few months about a man killing his wife, young children, and then himself, but I know it is too many.

Does it drive anyone else that Angelina Jolie and Brad Pitt adopt babies from every other county, but completely ignore the thousands of teenagers in the U.S. who feel unloved and have no place to call a home? It kills me that people always want to adopt a baby instead of a seven year old child or fifteen year old teenager. What makes them so undesirable? I am not saying there are not people out there who do not because I know there very well is, and I think that is absolutely wonderful. It just seems more uncommon.

I am aware of what I am saying. I know it sounds like I don’t care about suffering countries that need help. I do care and it saddens me that they are in those situations, but I feel as though our country’s suffering gets ignored. We are just broken as the rest of the world.

Oink Oink

I was talking with my mother on the phone the other night. I sounded terrible because of my allergies; I have suffered from allergies since I was sixteen years old. Every spring around this time I suffer from stuffy nose, itchy throat, and itchy eyes. My mother is completely aware of this as is the rest of my family. However because of a certain panic, I just cant’ remember the name; my mother is freaking out and begging me to go to the health center. I have no intention.



It’s the latest thing. It’s the new West Nile, Bird Flu, and Anthrax. It has completely sent everyone into a panic. As soon as word got out about this pig flu everyone has come magically come down with one of the symptoms. Calm down fools. My goodness, we go through this every year and every year it turns out fine. It is terrible that people have died, but that is how it all starts. It is unfortunate yet that is what happened with the e-coli in the spinach, and the salmonella in the peanut butter.

Once again I am sorry that people are dying, but I have seen this before just with a different name. We are sending ourselves into a panic and it is unnecessary. It almost seems like people thrive on this type of stuff. It is a way for our society to relate and connect with one another.

By the way here are the symptoms incase you feel you have contacted Wilber
• Fever (above 100.4 for babies 3 months and younger, and 101.1 for everyone else), plus
• cough
• Sore throat
• Intense body aches
• Headache
• chills
• Fatigue

Simple kind of life

I believe that I am a simple person. I don’t enjoy the glamorous things in life; I never spend more than thirty dollars on jeans because I will wear them for about a year and then get a new pair. You won’t see me carrying a three hundred dollar purse because I know my lotion bottle will explode in it. I have a prepaid cell phone and don’t plan on upgrading because Lord only knows that within six months there will be a new hot cell phone that we all have to have. Those things are nice but I don't believe they make life worth living.

I get excited about being able to see stars from this campus because it is so rare that you can see them. I get excited about buying new shampoo or a new chap stick. I hate email and texting, but get excited when there is mail in my mailbox. I still like to play hide and seek with my friends. Yes it sounds corny, but I love looking at the sky everyday. I never look at how many calories are in what I eat because I am not living for my weight. I would rather stay in at night and watch a FRIENDS marathon with my boyfriend instead of getting drunk in a bar with random people.



I think it is because I prefer the simple kind of life that I didn’t always enjoy my time here and why I can’t stay here. I enjoyed the experience but I don’t fit in around here. I am simple girl who will be happier in a simple place.