Summer semester was interesting and eventful. For me anyway. And for those of you who think I’m pretentious for calling it summer semester and that’s fine, you can think whatever you want 🙂 anywho, I met someone someone who I thought was interesting and brilliant and just all round amazing. And honestly I was in awe because for me academic brilliance is nothing short of a turn on. Don’t judge me😂 we all have that thing that draws us in. So this person was just interesting and I was so looking forward to learning and having all of that brilliance rub off on me.
This whole while I decided who this person was off of what I had observed from a distance and on top of that adding to them all the qualities I thought would suit them, all the qualities I thought made them absolutely amazing in my eyes. Ofcourse all this blew up in my face because expectations and reality often don’t match and that’s just the way it is. The only person I know, really know is me, no one else. We all have our expectations and that’s fine but unless we let the person who you expect things of just what you expect so you’re on the same page. This is the way to minimize disappointment. This is the way to not be bitter. In the end, I found out that the person was nothing more than an average Joe. I wanted them to be brilliant, they didn’t share my vision and that’s okay.
Behold everyone expectation Vs reality. Was I disappointed?! Yes. But I learned too and now I know better so do I feel badly about it?! No. Not even a little.
I had a class this past semester that really challenged me. It was my ECO 1020 class. If I’m being honest I hated that class. Mostly because I didn’t understand the instructors teaching style. It was like being taught by a hippie. A hippie who came to class, talked about current events and foreign affairs for one and a half hours then left. Then semester things that were in the notes he posted on blackboard that he hadn’t covered.
I did so poorly in my midterm because previously I had gone through amazing instructors who taught and tested on what they taught. That is what I’m used to but that is a comfort zone of sorts, or is it just me who thinks so?! I love it when an instructor makes the learning process easy for me, but once in a while I will have an instructor who won’t make things easy for me, they will challenge me, they will give me a hard time. They will force me to edit my comfort zone. They will question the kind of student I am. They will force me to ask myself what kind of student I’m I really?!
I have always taken pride in the fact that I am a good student. I am a diligent student. Until I get an instructor who sets the bar higher. I hated it at the time because I don’t like mediocre grades. In hind sight though I am grateful for that class. I am grateful for the class and I am grateful for the instructor. He assumed that we are all diligent student students. He assumed we are all good students, he assumed we all read our notes. That was a valuable lesson and for that I’m grateful. I am better for it. I was pouty at the time but I’m a better study t for it.
What’s my point?! My point is that challenges exist to make us better. They come and sharpen us of we let them. If we can be bigger than our feelings, if we can step aside and look at it from a logical point of view. Look at every situation and ask yourself, what’s in this for me?!
I had an epiphany the other day but before I share that with you, I’ll be honest with you all about something, I do not like gay guys when I think about how they make love I can’t stop throwing up; but then it occurred to me that one day, we will all die. Every last one of us will be dead so we might as well let everyone bite whoever they want.
I know I will lose a couple of followers over this and I am okay with that. Truth is that life is hard enough without being told who to love and who to sleep with. In our house we call it biting because we have a toddler who picks up on words so instead of saying have sex I’ll say biting from here on out. We might as well let everyone bite whoever they want.
Think about your life, think about all the things that you’ve been through about all the things that you could be through and then on top of all that add to it that you can’t bite the person you like, you can’t be with them because someone somewhere says so, we’ll I think that person can suck my d**K! I was talking to my mom about this today in the car and she checked out of the conversation because she realised that she can’t win this argument. And homophobes have no place in the global community. One day we will all see the light. That everyone can love whoever they want. And it’s the homophobes who’ll be winnowed out.
Where was I going with this!?
We need to be more tolerant. That’s what I’m saying. We need to be more tolerant of people who are different from us. Homosexual, heterosexuals and asexuals alike. They are different but that doesn’t have to be a bad thing. We need to unite in our difference that’s the only way we can survive.