Price of medication

While sitting in class, hearing the calming sounds of the professor voice as I tuned her out, my attention was jarred by a new sound of pills --- You know that distinctive sound of pills rolling around in that small orange bottle.


Immediately, I was intrigued because the young man preparing to take these pills looked like a strapping young fellow and I was ever so interested to know what he needed medication for.  Since I couldn't ask, I decided to amuse myself by watching him because obviously I still was not paying attention to the lecture.  The young man proceeded to make a considerable amount of noise with his pill  bottle, to the point where I was surprised more people were not watching him.  But unfortunately, I proved to be the only noisy person in class.

After he had finally shaken free one pill and his pill bottle was secured in his backpack he went to fiddle with a Mountain Dew bottle.  Now if your thinking what I was thinking, then yes, I also thought Mountain Dew was a strange choice of liquid to take with medicine.  I really couldn't judge because Mountain Dew just so happens to be one of my favorite beverages, however, for medicine I would have chosen water or in some cases fruit juice.  But as I said, I was not judging...

While unscrewing his Mountain Dew soda bottle he accidentally managed to drop his pill.  From my seat I could not clearly see where the pill had dropped but I continued to watch.  I then observed him check his pants, scoot back in his chair, check the floor and bend over to retrieve something from the ground... In my assumption, it was his pill.

Now being that this was my number one entertainment for the hour, I was all to intrigued to know what was going to happen next.  Was he going to go through the whole loud production of shaking out one more pill, or was he going to be done with pill taking ordeal for the time being, or... was he going to eat it...  I watched in anticipation.

He took a moment to situate himself and then there was a pause.  During his pause I momentarily looked away just in case by some off chance he looked at me I wouldn't be caught me starring.  Then, it happened.  My peripheral vision caught him raise his hand to his mouth.  Now with my eyes trained in anticipation I witnessed him inconspicuously hover his hand with the pill by his mouth, then, he ate it and chased it down with his Mountain Dew.

At this point I was completely disgusted and started to judge him- slightly.  What grown person still eats of the floor?  Please people, that is only for kids because they don't know any better. Grown people should do better strictly because they know better.  But in the height of my disgust, I  had a flashback to when I accidentally dropped my iphone in a public toilet... Before this unfortunate event I would have hastily said there is never any reason, under no circumstances, to stick your hand in a toilet.  However, when my phone slipped from my back pocket into the toilet bowl it was almost instinctual to stick my hand in the toilet as I did without a second thought. It was only after I had safely retrieved my iphone that my natural germaphobic characteristics resurfaced.  When it was all said and done, I didn't quite know if I felt disgusted with myself especially since my iphone survived the ordeal due to my lightning speed hands.



My driving motivation was the fact that I did not have money to replace my iphone due to water (toilet) damage.  Thus it caused me to do things uncharacteristic of me (i.e. touching any part of a public toilet). With this in mind, I started to wonder... Was it right to judge this man for eating his medication off the floor.  Either he is really nasty or there is a driving motivation for him to do so.   Since I would like to think the best of people, I believe the latter. But seriously, my honest question is: What is the price of medication?





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The biggest platform will be heard

Early yesterday morning- as some call it the wee hours of the morn- I was up trying to get some work done before I retired to bed.  I happened to wonder on to Google (my favorite search engine) and was confronted with this:

Now... one of the reasons I love Google is because they find the most creative things to do with their logo. I have been known, all to many times, to click the Google image to see what it currently represents.  Or, as I did this past Christmas, spend more time than normal playing with the button notes under the interactive image  (see image below, do you remember this one), embarrassing, but true.

Ok, back to post...

As I stared at the blacked out Google, I thought it was strange.  When redirected to the petition page: End Piracy, Not Liberty, honestly I didn't even take the time to read it.  I just kept it moving because, after all I just wanted to know why they blocked out the Google logo, at present I was satisfied with my vague understanding.  I was past tired, thus I preceded to use my favorite search engine so I could hurry off to sleep.  When I woke up later that day, I found out to my HORROR wiki went dark.

If I wasn't paying attention before, I was now. What was going on here! Google now Wiki!  Wiki, is like my ultimate favorite site.  More than half the time when I get on my favorite search engine it leads me to my favorite site, wiki.  How was I going to make it through the day without wiki. At the time I didn't know but alas the day is over and I am here. But it got me thinking...


Those with the biggest platform, can be heard.

Before yesterday I had no idea about the bills Protect IP Act (PIPA) and Stop Online Piracy Act (SOPA), or that my Internet access could be censored. But I started learning a little more about it as the day progressed.  Can you image how many people signed that petition yesterday, or called their representative or congressman? Can you imagine the change that could have taken place yesterday because someone had the platform and the resources to do raise awareness.

In my opinion, for wiki and other sites, these bills hit close to home. So because they had the appropriate resources and most importantly a platform to be heard, they went about doing something.  They made people aware and further more care.  Care to do something.  Its got to make you think, how many bills are passed before you are aware or before you can raise awareness?  On the issues that may matter and most always affect the common man, why are we as a whole not more aware?

I will never feign to be a political person or pretend that I completely understand our democratic system.  But none the less, I do know when legislation is being made on my behalf I should do more in lieu of awareness or at least I will say in 2012 I  can try. We should be more invested in making changes with issues we are most concerned with. Though I may not have a big platform if I, one, do something to implement change and you do two, we can do things as Wiki put it- extraordinary.

From Wiki's Thank You

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No Resolutions

 

 This new year like, so many others before, I have no resolutions.  But, that doesn't mean I can not extend a warm New Years greeting (see above pic).  I wish you the best for 2012 and may you never repeat any of the mistakes from 2011.

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Who is Santa Claus really?

I love the holidays!  For me it truly starts with Thanksgiving.  That is my fav.  But Christmas seems to be a top-ranking holiday for many and in my opinion its because of the gift giving.

We often hear before the holidays: What do you want for Christmas?

And after the holidays: What did you get for Christmas?

Which leads me to believe Christmas is really only about what you get... and maybe it forces you to believe you have to give excessively for apparently no other reasons other than its Christmas and its socially acceptable to do so.  Now... even though I'm sure your probably a grown behind adult like me, you might still be asked: "What did Santa bring you for Christmas?"

... pause... Really? 

No disrespect, but who is Santa anyway?  My mother never told me about this dude. My education on this man comes purely from TV.  All my presents were signed 'from mom and dad',  never Santa, and even then I knew the from dad part was a lie - that man does not Christmas shop.   Then somewhere in high school I finally learned Christmas was much more than presents.  This happened abruptly and quite simply.  I woke up on Christmas morning to not one present.  We had Christmas dinner and went to a Christmas program and... that was it.

But this dude Santa, the giver of presents on Christmas.  Why do we tell our children about him, when to my knowledge we all generally agree he doesn't exist. Why do we further deceive our children letting them believe they have been good all year and reward them with presents from Santa.  Under the pretense of Santa, why do we start of the spirit of benevolence with a lie?

Two disservices are done by the perpetuation of Santa, we encourage our kids to be materialistic and we encourage them to lie.  Its harsh but somewhat true if we remain honest with ourselves.  Its time for the idea of Santa's gifts to die! Yeah, I said it.  Let him be a great folklore or something...

So honestly, If someone asks me this year what did Santa bring me?

I'll say "The same thing he brings me every year - not a damn thing."

MERRY CHRISTMAS!!!!


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What does it mean to be natural?

Today I am 5 years natural.  Thus, I thought it apropos to raise the question: what it means to be natural?  The word natural has too many definitions, as I have recently learned from Merriam-Webster, but today we will start with the term natural as it pertains to hair.

Generally, when someone dubs ones self  “natural” it normally means that they do not use chemicals to permanently alter the texture of their hair.  This is frequently used among women with naturally highly textured hair.  In other words, they do not have a relaxer/perm.  However, the term natural is used differently for different people, but I never cared to clarify the term natural until recently.

A couple months ago I went out with some friends.  We were admiring a woman with a large curly afro, which evidently was a wig.  After it was clarified that the women was indeed wearing a wig (which by the way was fabulous) this dude, who we will name Kevin, took it upon himself to say he loves women who are natural.  The comment was made almost as if to discount Curly Afro wig lady.  What he didn’t know was that under the wig she was natural, natural that is according to our previous definition.  So I took it upon myself to give this woman a fair chance.  I told Kevin she was natural,  and that was when all hell broke loose.

For what seemed like the next hour Kevin and I launched into a debate on whether one can wear a wig/weave and still be considered natural.  I only indulged him in this conversation because I was bored; and because at present I also had weave in my hair. But mostly because I was bored…  My stance was just because you wear a wig or a weave doesn’t mean you’re not natural. Though Kevin seemed to disagree he was very passionate about his point, and during the course of our little debate he said, “I take the word natural very seriously.”

Though our conversation came to no resolve, I left thinking... At what point do you not call yourself natural?  My mind spiraled down so many scenarios, not all pertaining to hair.

If I wear simple makeup and shear lip gloss, am I natural?

If I wear lotion or perfume, am I natural?

If I don’t have implants but wear a wonder bra or any bra really, am I natural?

If I wear contacts vs. glasses, am I natural?

If I had braces, am I natural?

If I wear nail polish, am I natural?

If I shave my legs are remove any excess hair from my body, am I natural?

If I wear a spanx under my freakem dress, am I natural?

If I color my hair or chemically alter my hair, am I natural?

And of course… If I wear weaves or wigs, am I natural?

Where do you draw the line?  If I allow myself to be completely objective, anything that is not strictly hygienic that enhances or alters your appearance can easily put you in the category of un-natural.  So, I hear you Kevin, you take the word natural very seriously. But, exactly how is one to define natural?

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Blogging Cherry

 

The Pressure!


My first post…

What shall I write about? 

How often should I write? 

Does my blog need a theme? 

Will anyone follow me?

How do I get people to read my blog?

Or… Should I even care if no one but mom reads it?

How much of myself should I share?

…

I’ve wanted to create a blog for some time.  At first, there was the mere problem of not knowing how to start a blog.  Even at my youthful age technology confuses me.  It’s quite embarrassing really.  Finally a combination of boredom and anxiety has led me to this point - My first post.

Now that I’m here I don’t quite know what to write.  Well… more like I don’t quite know what to write first.  Do I jump in there or do I introduce myself?  I don’t know, it feels awkward.  Nonetheless, I am here.  Writing has always been therapeutic for me and now writing for my thoughts to be found by anyone is a brand new journey.  My inexperience with blogging has handicapped me long enough. I’m just going to give it a try and I welcome you (yes you… the world wide web) on my journey and definitely welcome input.

I am not a writer, not terribly creative, extremely sporadic, not always too bright, but most importantly I am inquisitive and opinionated. I have taken to blogging because I want an outlet to express myself on issues I find interesting.  As any complete person my interests varies from topic to topic which is why I cannot dedicate this blog to any particular topic.  I’m sure a general theme will develop over time, yet I don’t know what it will be.  Overall, I am excited to have completed my first post and even more excited to known that I now have a blog!

Thanks world wide web for reading my first post about nothing!  Specifically, I would like to thank my mom and my first follower.  Thanks for believing in Queen Eyes before there even was a post.

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