Reminescence, better person, and Zuba

Ok, so most of you, if not all, know how my es class is effecting me and how its changing my views and actions, and a lot of it has got me thinking about humans and our great laziness. I recycle almost everything I can now, its easy, all I have to do is simply put it next to the trash can and either my dad or I will take it out to the recycle bin next time we go to the garage. Or so I thought. Last night I had some cardboard that was on a picture I had bought from Old Time Pottery and some plastic grocery bags, and I had put them next to the trash to take out in the morning. My dad comes up the stairs and grabs all the plastic and cardboard I had put next to the trash and throws it in the trash. He said, "You know I just throw this shit away." I told him no. He argued that we throw away plastic bags every day, the trash bag is plastic. And that fucking hurt. Alright that fucking hurt. It's important to me and I hate being mocked or told its not worth it or that its stupid. In my opinion its just not being lazy. So my dad went to bed and I literally went in the trash and pulled it all back out and put it on the floor in my room. My dad will no longer be in charge of the recyclables in my house because I do not trust him with it anymore. I'll be handling. You know what? All these little changes I'm making because of what I'm learning from this class makes me feel like a better person. Like I'm worth something. It also makes me view a lot of humanity in disgust but that's not the point. I feel better so I'm going to continue doing it.

My es class also made me think of something Batje said last year. No it was more than a year ago now, damn. Anyway, he said that college is when you start forming your own beliefs and opinions. I can't help but think how damn right he was. I remember thinking at the time that, how could it be possible for one class, or one professor, change the way I view life. I just think it's crazy.

And then for some reason today I got to thinking about Zuba, and I remembered what he told us over and over again. That if there's one thing he wants us to take away from that class, it's not the math, but the life lessons that matter. From Zuba, I learned to enjoy what I have. Not everyone in the world gets to enjoy the luxury I have. So I want you guys to tell me what life lesson you've taken away, or at least remember, from Zuba. Leave them in the comments. I love hearing from Sara in the comments and I love leaving comments on what you guys post. I mean, you might just hate my es posts, but I don't know so I'll keep doing them : )

And now there's some random guy in front of me in the library, stretching..... ummm yeah whatever works dude. And now he just walked away snapping his fingers. College...