Over the past few months, I’ve learned that there are two types of selfishness that people exude: the first kind is a more positive form that I think is the hardest to grasp, especially for people-pleasers. We would rather suffer just to make others happy. We’re givers, making us easy targets for takers, which leads me to the second type of selfishness.
During one of my first explorations of Prague, I saw graffiti on a nearby building, and it got me thinking.
Wow! The time has finally come for me to head to Prague! I’ve been so busy with school, work and struggling to fit in time to rest, so I was beaming when my mom told me the family wanted to come and see me off. I was super excited when I found out because I…
As first-year graduate students at the University of Georgia, my classmates and I all had to enroll in a course called “Graduate Newsroom,” taught by Professor Patricia Thomas, or Pat as we call her (unless I’m e-mailing her–then it’s Prof. Thomas). Anyway, she asked us something I’ll never forget.
Maybe I’m a lightweight? Maybe I’m just not that party girl I’ve been for the past few years? I’m not sure. I just know I’m about to be 25 and my idea of a good time is staying in, catching up on the TV shows I missed during the week and popping open a six pack of Canada Dry.
I occasionally write poetry. It’s usually when I’m going through some sort of emotional turmoil. It’s an outlet, one that helps me get that awful, painful stuff out in a way that’s both healthy and beautiful. Here’s one I wrote about a month ago.
We’ve all done it. We’ve broken up with someone and want to know how they’re doing, only we don’t want them to know that, so we watch from a distance (or behind our computer screens). We start off by telling ourselves that it’ll just be one time, then we won’t do it anymore. We just want to see if they’ve moved on, if they post about us, if they’ve changed their photo, etc.
Today I want to talk about Snapchat, its uses, its dangers, its pros and its cons.
This semester, my beat for my Health and Medical Journalism class was mental health for marginalized groups. For my readers who aren’t studying journalism and have no idea what a “beat” is, it is a topic that we’ve chosen to write stories about (or I guess it’s assigned in newsrooms from time to time).