Poverty

Poverty is a worldwide issue that may never been resolved. As a lifelong resident of the urban environment, I have seen urban poverty my whole life. Though it is not outright abjectness in that the poor have nothing at all, their condition can be improved. There is only so much that can be donated for the poor, in the city, the middle class cannot really afford to spare so much. I propose an idea that can be applied to urban areas surrounding schools which could help ameliorate urban hunger.

Last year I ate at the cafeteria here at JHU almost everyday. It was an all-you-can-eat ordeal and there was much variety of foods to choose from. What I noticed is that a lot of food was not being eaten, it was taken and then thrown out. I thought about how much can be salvaged, probably tons. If there was a way schools can have a food salvage program, which would directly help the poor residents of the city. Though the food is not in the best condition, it is better than being hungry. Schools should implement this idea in order to combat urban hunger.

Stereoisomer

Because I am a failure at organic chemistry, I will compare stereoisomers to rearrangement of a room. All of the substituents remain unchanged, but they just have been moved around the stereocenter. So I did the “rearrangement” of my half of the room. Using nothing but raw power, I moved some things around. Notably my desk, bed, and drawer. I also cleaved a side of my desk in half by accident. At least my surround sound is good now, since the bass is acutally on the floor, thereby not distorting music. The room is still a mess because I like it that way. 

 A notable disadvantage I have to get use to is not sleeping next to a wall. I didn’t think of this when I moved my bed. Now I guess I have to deal.

Death March

Because of my want to sleep I will make this very curt. 

I have reason to believe that the free-falling economy will result in a lot of disgruntled people killing their loved ones. As described here and in another thing I read of a woman killing her children, these murder suicide incidents have to do with unemployed breadwinners of the family, too ashamed to carry on life. Though I do not wish for incidents like this to happen, I expect more and more in the coming months. I also have to watch out in case there is increased crime activity because of layoffs stemming from the economy. This sucks in many ways.

GTFO

So its been a few weeks since I had that meeting with my advisor and after a week of exams (still going) I don’t know what to believe in. My grades aren’t getting better, the work isn’t getting done any quicker, and life isn’t any more interesting. Sometimes I just want to get the fuck out of here and do something else, anything else. Alas, school is a commitment, a long term contract that must be followed. And seeing as how I have no outside talent at all (truth), it would be wise for me to continue rotting and struggling and putrifying and whatever.

After my advisor meeting, I learned to embrace reality of my future schooling and career goals. As “The Rev” (security guard at Rec Center) said it best, I am playing it by ear now. Ambition meanders and possibilities float around. I will try to fish out what is in reach.