Questions

           So there's this kid in a few of my classes that always has a question. Actually, we call him Questions. There's always one in every class; those kids that ask when the exam is right after the professor says "Exam on Friday!" When we first hear his voice and realize that it's him who is asking the question, the class just sighs in unison. He aggravates everyone with his irrelevance. For example, in biology our professor will be explaining how two specific amino acids compare to each other, and he'll ask a question like "well, how is that amino acid related to (some random amino acid irrelevant to the course)?" or "how does this amino acid aid in fighting cancer?" It's safe to say that this kid has some form of A.D.H.D or A.D.D., but should we really consider him to be as weird as we do? Questions is an outcast in our classes because he asks about things that we aren't going to be tested on, and if its not on the test then who cares right? That's the mentality of most college students. It's not about the knowledge, it's about the grades. It's sad that this is how our generation views education, but we can't be blamed. All that teachers and graduate schools and employers emphasize is GPA and class rank. It's unfortunate that most kids cheat their way through college, or just temporarily memorize what is supposed to be learned. The only knowledge we are really attaining is how to survive in a dog eat dog world, and that the ends justify the means.

Does this Make Sense?

     From personal experience, I've come to the conclusion that compatibility isn't always the biggest factor in friendships. Some of my best friends have been people that I can be crazy with and do ridiculous things with. Those friends that you can just sit in your room with and die laughing for hours. Then one day you come to the realization that you don't actually know much about each other. So what happens when you've been "best friends" with this person for so long, and you realize that you aren't compatible at all? You have opposite opinions about love, life, people. Your goals and aspirations don't match, your work ethic is completely different. On the other hand, when they're gone, you miss them. I don't think that feelings really matter, I don't think that love is what brings us together. I think that people are tied together because of what they've been through. I think that relationships are based on experience, and the understanding that comes from these experiences is where that love roots from. Maybe this is why so many people fall in love with that person that's always been right in front of them. Or why a widow is attracted to a widower. Or why arranged marriages end in love. But then maybe its not love at all, maybe it's just need.