Wednesday, November 9, 2011

Grading Gripers

     You know what I absolutely hate? People who blame their grades on everybody but themselves.
Especially the whole "Oh, Mrs/ Mr. So and So just hates my guts, that's why I got the grade I did."
Very VERY rarely are teachers that completely biased. 99.9% of the time it's on you!
     I realize that there is always going to be those lovely teachers who decide that they're not going to teach the class or they put their personal beliefs among everything that they teach. It has always been told to me that teachers are meant to teach not preach and I fully agree. But when people refuse to accept that them going to parties, drinking, or watching TV rather than studying and looking over their material is the reason that they got the grades that they did it pisses me off.
    I know that some people learn and retain information better than others and i'm not talking about the people who put forth their honest to goodness best effort. I'm talking about those that think that the world revolves around them and that everybody should just fall all over them because yes they are in fact breathing. It does not fly with me.
Here's some advice if you're reading this and thinking "hey that sounds a little like me!":
1. THE WORLD DOES NOT REVOLVE AROUND YOU.
2. Get off your butt and work if you want something.
3. Stop believing that you're better than everybody else. Thinking like that instantly puts you below everybody.
4. Studying = higher chance of passing.

Not everybody is going to let you slide by in life the sooner you realize that you need to be responsible for yourself and recognize that you aren't in fact perfect the better your life will be.

Sorry, for those of you still reading my little rant is over.

Thursday, November 3, 2011

Being a Military Brat

     So many people these days are joining the military and it's easy to see why; the military is a stable career choice. Being a military brat I know the mechanics of the armed forces, mainly the Air Force. I really didn't realize how well I have it. I mean with everything there will always be pros and cons but being a military brat I feel as though the pros far outweigh the cons. 
     Countless times people ask me what it's like to have a parent in the military and I always tell them the same thing, it's pain sometimes but I wouldn't trade it for the world. Being a military child there are so many things that you go through at a young age, your parent deploys, you have to move, make new friends, start new schools, and create a new life. You always have to be on your best behavior because if you're anything less, not only do your parents get in trouble with their bosses but then you get into trouble with your parents. You don't get to goof off as a regular child would because for every stupid public thing you do, your dad has the potential to lose is career. In the military it's all cause and effect, everybody has to stick together because without your neighbors you would go insane. I think one of my favorite things about it is how close you become with everybody around you because you're all in the same boat.
     Moving with the military is inevitable there's the saying "home is where the military sends us" and it is one of the truest things I've ever heard. You learn to make everything home. It's not the best having to start over ever couple of years but honestly I can say that it's another one of my favorite things. I hate seeing my friends go and I hate to be the one to go but I have done, seen, and been more places at the age I am now that many people do in there lifetime. Paris was my birthday present at 11. Switzerland and Austria were day trips. Belgium, and Trier were fieldtrips. I was able to go to Italy for 5 days with my friends. I've been to the black forest, more castles to count, spoke more languages then I would like to admit and all because my dad chose to serve his country.
      My dad is up for his next deployment early next year, it'll be his third. He's only been back 9 months, it's rough on my mom, my brothers, and me. At the same time, you get used to it. You learn how to be independent. You know acronyms for everything. You know all the weird military rules. You know the difference of all the military branches, uniforms included. You gather so much respect for everyone and everything around you. Since you are always the one having to start over you become so much more accepting to those who are struggling to fit in because at some point in your life you've been that kid. You realize the correct way to talk to adults. You can tell a C-5 from a B-10 in the blink of an eye. Some days I wake up wondering if the planes are going to land in my yard rather than on the runway. You grow up in a structured environment with so many people that care about you. In all aspects I believe that the pros will always outweigh the cons. There are a lot of bad things that go along with it don't get me wrong but I am so very privileged to be where I am today with the people around me.