First things first. I think I have discovered an artists equivalent to writers block. I have several paintings that I have yet to finish nor do I like them very much. This comes at a bad time seeing as how I am supposed to be preparing for a showing among other art related projects. Perhaps the nice weather will inspire me.
I have been writing some songs however and I can post those soon.
Today I am incredibly frustrated. I often am treated in a way that makes me recall how I was treated in my youth which is frustrating. Usually it is a smal silly thing. Today it was just that. I am the only student in my Bio class that does not have a seat. This is frustrating seeing as how I am one of the students who was enrolled in the class. Others who have crashed the class have seats. I have taked to my teacher about it and he does not seem to care. In fact yesterday he moved me to the back of the class. There is no desk space, I cant see the board to take notes, and im in a high chair at a low table. When the teacher puts out supplies he puts them in groups of four which works for everyone seeing as a table sits four. It does not work for me because im not at a table. Today was the worst of all. He came to the back and was giving lecture in which he stood in front of me (literally, and only a couple inches away from me,) and addressed the class.
Today I went into class and there was a lady handing out review surveys for the class. I went to my normal seat in the back and when I went to the front the lady said "Oh don't worry about it." And what I heard was, "Oh this is only for students with seats."
It is official, I am a second class student.
Now this is not normally a big deal and I am not implying that my teacher or this survey lady are racist. They are just disrespectful and inconsiderate. Some people are like that. The problem is that it frustrates me to no end. I will probably think about it all day! There is a huge injustice serviced to second class citizens and races everywhere. (Not at all unlike second class students.) And the survey ladys of the world could care less.
This is where I get a little political. (Or alot depending on where you sit.) I get that there is a problem with socialism and universal health care and all that jazz. My problem is that so many people are praising capitalism. "You work hard and all will be well for you," they say "but you must work hard." There is also this idea that poor folk do not want to work, they want to live off the government and so it is there faut somehow. I am not saying that does not happen but here is another example for you. I was working the field by the age of 12. I worked my butt off and picked more grapes than some of the grown men out there. By the time I was done however, all I had was a few scars and good stories to my name.
I had a friend who discovered that bikers (motorcycle riders) have a secret wave that they give as they pass eachother. She had not noticed this before and it struck her as odd that there would be a wave that says, "Hi im a biker. I see that you are a biker too." She went on too say that she wished people treated eachother like that. I mean why cant we wave at a total stranger as if to say, "Hi im a human. I see that you are a human too."
I am with her. Cant we all just be human?
