Gravedigging: a Burden and an Honor

I remember taking Global History back in high school. It was one of those courses that were split into two years--so the first year, we learned about pre-history up to Japanese isolation after Imperialism. It was a very broad spectrum of material to cover, but I remember that most of the interesting stories came from my global history classes (the tradition of sati, the Rosetta Stone, Caesar's assassination, the feudal system...all that good stuff). When doing our unit on India, one of the things we learned about was the caste system, and how the untouchables were at the bottom. The untouchables got the jobs that were considered beneath the upper castes...such as gravedigging. It's not a glorious job, but someone has to do it.

That Rare Breed of Guys

Last week, I was going to my journalism class and I showed up about an hour early. I decided to leave my stuff in the classroom anyway so I wouldn't be walking around with all my baggage (those who have seen me on campus know I carry a lot of baggage, haha). When I walked into the classroom, I saw a guy standing on the platform cleaning the whiteboard. He had shoulder length hair, and a newsboy cap, and I couldn't tell if he was a professor or a student. So I asked. To my surprise, he was a student.

Commuters' 10 Theses

This is directed toward my friends who dorm.

Commuters' Theses

A Blog Entry About Sleeping :)

It wasn't until this academic year--my junior year of college--that I started napping at school. If I'm really out of it and I'm starting to doze off in class, that's when I know I need a nap. I'll go to the Student Government lounge, flop onto a piece of furniture, and drift. I don't care who sees me. Today I learned that I can fall asleep in the library, too. Especially if I'm reading a book for class.

The Break-Up Story

Sometimes, I get tired of love stories. So here's the story of how my ex and I broke up.

People Who Should Not Be Protesting in OWS

This is my 50th post (woohoo) and I want to talk about current events (for once).
I'm the kind of person who doesn't watch the news. You can say that I'm disaffected. I don't like politics, I think the news is depressing, and I'd rather be in my oblivious bubble during dinner time than watch a news story about a murder or robbery.

I Can Lie Just Like You (Mainly a note on anonymity)

This is one of those “heat of the moment” blog entries, so I'm kind of angry, but I will try to keep this civil and rational.