May We Never Forget To Dream

May We Never Forget To Dream

May we raise our children on dreams rather than economies.


I fear that in this day and age, we as human beings focus on the wrong sort of "importance". We focus on money and how much of it we can possibly get. We focus on careers and which would lead us to make the most money. And money and careers are worth thinking about, especially in this society, but it is also equally worth it to think with our imagination. To remember how to dream.

It is so important that we all dream about our goals, our futures, and about the times we will spend hang-gliding over the Swiss Alps or zip-lining through the Amazon someday. Even when we are older and mature, middle-aged like a nice fine cheese (hahaha can you imagine turning 40 and someone buys you a birthday cheese twin. Look, you're both 40! That idea is only a ~little cheesy), we should always keep our dreams in our minds. Never give up on them, no matter how out of the realm of possibility they may seem. Dreaming and imagining about "what could be" keeps us young and alive. I know this is true because I heard it in a song once, and everything you hear is true. Just kidding, of course, but in this case, I believe it to be the truth.

The truth rings in the lyrical genius of Youth Lagoon's song "17", which paints the picture of a mother asking her child to "never stop imagining, for the day that you do is the day that you die". Though you do not literally die, your dreams do, and essentially, your spirit along with it. I would like to keep my spirit intact, personally, so you best believe that I will be out there, as old as a fine cheese (lol), dreaming about flying over the Mediterranean sea or scuba diving off the coast of Antarctica. (That's a real thing, by the way, which is so beyond me but wild and I love the thought of it).

I think I may have gone off on a bit of a tangent there, but the idea is this: society often molds us into these automatons that are just searching for the next success, the next stack of cash, the next this or that. We always want more, more, more. That's how our society has raised us. I wish we were raised on hopes, on dreams, instead. I wonder how different our world would be if everyone grew up in a place that didn't put money and success, the kind that would stop at nothing to be the "best", no matter how many people are hurt in the process, on such a high and frankly pretty unattainable pedestal. It is OK to not get the highest grade in that chemistry class you are in, or in your advertising course.

Life will go on, and we will still push forward. The earth will keep spinning, believe it or not. It is OK to not make millions of dollars. It really is. They weren't wrong when they said the best things in life aren't things. You can't buy the best. The best is life, it's being alive. It's having friends and family who support you and your dreams. It's living your life without forgetting all of your aspirations that may seem out of reach. May we all try to remember that imagination is the backbone of our youthfulness, our childhood, our spirits. May we raise our children on dreams rather than economies. May we simply be a melting pot of people living out our lives with that in mind.

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It's Time To Thank Your First Roommate

Not the horror story kind of roommate, but the one that was truly awesome.

Nostalgic feelings have recently caused me to reflect back on my freshman year of college. No other year of my life has been filled with more ups and downs, and highs and lows, than freshman year. Throughout all of the madness, one factor remained constant: my roommate. It is time to thank her for everything. These are only a few of the many reasons to do so, and this goes for roommates everywhere.

You have been through all the college "firsts" together.

If you think about it, your roommate was there through all of your first college experiences. The first day of orientation, wishing you luck on the first days of classes, the first night out, etc. That is something that can never be changed. You will always look back and think, "I remember my first day of college with ____."

You were even each other's first real college friend.

You were even each other's first real college friend.

Months before move-in day, you were already planning out what freshman year would be like. Whether you previously knew each other, met on Facebook, or arranged to meet in person before making any decisions, you made your first real college friend during that process.

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The transition from high school to college is not easy, but somehow you made it out on the other side.

It is no secret that transitioning from high school to college is difficult. No matter how excited you were to get away from home, reality hit at some point. Although some people are better at adjusting than others, at the times when you were not, your roommate was there to listen. You helped each other out, and made it through together.

Late night talks were never more real.

Remember the first week when we stayed up talking until 2:00 a.m. every night? Late night talks will never be more real than they were freshman year. There was so much to plan for, figure out, and hope for. Your roommate talked, listened, laughed, and cried right there with you until one of you stopped responding because sleep took over.

You saw each other at your absolute lowest.

It was difficult being away from home. It hurt watching relationships end and losing touch with your hometown friends. It was stressful trying to get in the swing of college level classes. Despite all of the above, your roommate saw, listened, and strengthened you.

...but you also saw each other during your highest highs.

After seeing each other during the lows, seeing each other during the highs was such a great feeling. Getting involved on campus, making new friends, and succeeding in classes are only a few of the many ways you have watched each other grow.

There was so much time to bond before the stresses of college would later take over.

Freshman year was not "easy," but looking back on it, it was more manageable than you thought at the time. College only gets busier the more the years go on, which means less free time. Freshman year you went to lunch, dinner, the gym, class, events, and everything else possible together. You had the chance to be each other's go-to before it got tough.

No matter what, you always bounced back to being inseparable.

Phases of not talking or seeing each other because of business and stress would come and go. Even though you physically grew apart, you did not grow apart as friends. When one of you was in a funk, as soon as it was over, you bounced right back. You and your freshman roommate were inseparable.

The "remember that one time, freshman year..." stories never end.

Looking back on freshman year together is one of my favorite times. There are so many stories you have made, which at the time seemed so small, that bring the biggest laughs today. You will always have those stories to share together.

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The unspoken rule that no matter how far apart you grow, you are always there for each other.

It is sad to look back and realize everything that has changed since your freshman year days. You started college with a clean slate, and all you really had was each other. Even though you went separate ways, there is an unspoken rule that you are still always there for each other.

Your old dorm room is now filled with two freshmen trying to make it through their first year. They will never know all the memories that you made in that room, and how it used to be your home. You can only hope that they will have the relationship you had together to reflect on in the years to come.

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There Is No 'Right Way' To React To A Shooting

Everyone is different.


After the shootings this year in New Zealand, Brazil, and close to home for some of us Aurora, people have been reacting in different ways. With some offering their thoughts and prayers, donating money to help pay for the funerals of the victims, fighting for action in regards to ending gun violence, candlelight vigils basically anything that can help them in this time of grief.

There is no right or wrong way to react to a shooting — everyone grieves in their own ways. We should not judge one another for how we grieve in a tragedy.

People have been saying that thoughts and prayers won't do anything. However, maybe it can be a comfort to some people—a way to let people know that they are thinking of them and that they care.

Sometimes people may want to donate money or blood to help out any survivors who may have suffered from blood loss or create GoFundMe accounts to either help out with medical expenses or to pay for the funerals of the victims or even start charities like Islamic Relief USA. Donating your time and money is a good way to help out because you are making a difference that is a form of action you are taking.

There is also grieving in the form of vigils. One example of a vigil is this guy who makes crosses every time there is some kind of tragedy. Vigils are often a good way to remember the victims, to pray for the healing of the survivors, to talk about what they were like as people.

Some people even want to take action by demanding that the laws change a good example of this would be March for Our Lives, which happened after the Parkland shooting last year. This march was fighting for gun control or should I say changes in the gun laws America currently has.

Some people also do acts of solidarity, for example, wearing a hijab like the prime minister of New Zealand did when she went to go visit the Christchurch shooting survivors. My community college had something a couple of years ago called Hijab Day to help show solidarity with our friends. I participated, and it was quite an experience—no one should ever be afraid to be who they are.

There is never a right or wrong way to react, and no one should ever criticize one another for how they react. It's not a test where there is a right or wrong answer—everyone is different and that is okay.

No one should ever have to be afraid to go to school, go to work, or go to their place of worship or wherever they decide to go. Whatever we decide to do to make a change, as long as we are taking some kind of action, is good enough for me.

Nothing ever gets done by sitting around and doing nothing, so whatever it is you do, get out there and do it. As long as you are showing support it doesn't matter how you show it.

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