FFN.

After reading Fast Food Nation, my eyes were opened to a cruel, unseen industry that not only very powerful, but very dangerous as well. The book touches on the industry itself, but also digs into the processes by which the food is actually created. Some facts, such as human meat being accidentally ground and mixed into the final meat product, are extremely disturbing. The cruel and inhumane ways the animals are treated for our benefit is also slightly appalling, considering there are more humane ways of going about the process. Also, the idea that the majority of the food is mainly artificial flavoring is hard to swallow.
    That being said, my fast food habits have not and probably will not change despite learning what I did from this book. I don't eat fast food extremely often, but I feel as though I get enough exercise and I track my eating habits well enough to combat the nasty effects it may have on my body. But it will definitely stick in the back of my mind the next time I stop for a burger.

Truth/Spring Semester

1. I love electronica and the rave scene.
Lie! I really can't stand this fad. That's all I'll say about that.

3. I'm a proficient drummer.
Another lie! I've attempted to play drums but trying to use 4 parts of my body in different rhythms is really tough. Maybe someday though.

4. Lebron James is my favorite basketball player.
NO. NO. Nonononono. The way he handles himself both on and off the court are a disgrace. Also, he's not as great as people make him out to be, he just barrels to the basket and lets the refs bail him out. And I'm more clutch than him, probably. I'm also a Laker fan, so my allegiance lies with Kobe and co. And of course, the guy is as big of a d-bag as there is:

That kid is like 15, come on.

5. My favorite album of all time is older than I am.
Nope! My all time favorite record (Deja Entendu by Brand New. Go listen to it.) is 8 years old. I'm obviously older than that.


6. I can dunk a basketball.
I wish! I can slap a backboard though, so if i was just 2-3 inches taller...




That leaves....






2. The longest book I've ever read was 1,000+ pages.
Yep! A couple of years ago I read David Foster Wallace's Infinite Jest, which clocks in at 1,079 pages. It was worth the 3-ish months I invested in it, and it's easily my favorite book of all time.








As for the semester:


This is just my second semester here, and I feel much more comfortable and settled than last semester. Before, I sort of sat around and kept to myself during classes, but now, I tend to chat a bit more, and I've met some pretty rad people so far. 


As expected, math gave me an absurd amount of trouble; yet recently it hasn't been as bad despite the material getting harder. I don't really understand why. I've always been extremely proficient at basic algebra, but throw in the letter y, some fractions and a radical or two, and I'm dunzo. 


English has been a pleasant departure from the essay-read-essay-test-essay-random video-test-essay format from high school. The essays have been enjoyable, and the blog portion helps me learn about the people in my class more so than if I just casually talk to them in groups or whatever. 


The rest of my classes thus far have been pretty straightforward, that is, they've been exactly as I expected them to be. Hopefully my next semester will be just as enjoyable as these last two.