Tonight a couple of friends and I went out to eat dinner. We ran Shattuck at first but found the food to be unappealing. We then headed up center steet up towards the university and a whole line of restaurants.
While walking along the path, I saw a german shepard lying at his owner’s feet. Normally I will kinda stoop down as I walk by and let the dog
sniff my hand. this dog however, did not do anything. Intrigued, I bent down to investigate. Why did Fido not want to play?
I tentatively put my hand forward, but nothing – the dog just stares into open space. As I move my hand a bit closer … SNAP! The dog barks and tries to take a chunck out of my forearm. I instinctively lunge back as I feel the sharp teeth on my sleeve.
I stand up and look at the owner, still a bit shocked at what had happened. She’s a middle aged woman, thin, unaware. She simply says “no petting.” I walk away unscathed but a bit angry and no idea at who.
I was stupid to try and pet the dog without asking, but damn, should she really be bringing a biting dog to such a pubic place? What if a small child were to be curious?
The point of this post is not simpy about an ill handled dog. It is about trust. I have grown up trusting dogs completely. I’ve known many breeds from small dogs to large huskies. Tonight’s incident did not really scare me that much but I realized it really makes me doubt my compete trust of the canines.
One incident and my trust of an entire species is threatened. It does not take much to break trust, no matter how good a reputation may be. I’m sure this applies to people as well. However, we should not let one moment ruin all the ones after it. Next dog I see, I’m gonna regain that trust. Ok, only if it is not a police attack dog.
Tis’ all.
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So today I took my econ midterm. It was a stressful as hell experience. In an hour and twenty minute class, the professor gave us four problems, each with at least three subsets. But there’s more! Those subsets had subsets. It ended up the equivalent of thirty some odd questions. Needless to day, I think I made some careless mistakes about signs and explanations, but hopefully, nothing too serious. Thank God it is the first of two midterms – with the second being worth more.
This post needs a cut-off.
I’ve had recent high school seniors ask me about Cal and my experience. Why they ask me, I have no idea – its probably more productive to ask the Campanile itself what it thinks of the school.
It did get me thinking about the whole college experience so far though. First of all, it has been an awesome transition from that terrible high school. It’s a reaffirmation of the human race as a species that has any potential for intelligence. Therefore, it is really unfair to compare it to any kind of CV high school experience. Really, this requires an objective article but alas, objectivity is impossible!
So, here’s my subjective two years of college after the jump!
The Student Government elections are on – hide.
I keep getting stopped by these damn candidates trying to get elected into the ASUC program. They physically get into your path and try to shake your hand while grinning so unnaturally they might as well have been holding “I’m trying to buy your soul” signs.
So, trying to be less of an jackass than before, I shake their sweaty hands and walk a bit slower. Mistake of mistakes. They begin to ramble, dropping buzzword after buzzword of obviously neutral statements. They turn that overly soft fake voice on:
My goals include trying to promote career awareness for the student body. After all, we are all trying to get jobs in the future right? HAHAHAHA!
Response and more after the jump.
Midterms are over, people everywhere are rejoicing – some drinking, some eating, some playing inhuman amounts of video games. What am I doing? I suppose a bit of everything.
Midterms went well I suppose. I missed two small tidbits on the econ midterm and was off by one hundred years for the time period of Olympe de Gouge and wrote one strange yet structured essay on the role of government in economic/social stratification through history. I think I spelled stratification wrong forty times. I hope that does not factor into the grade. Oh well, what’s past is past!
Spring break is upon us. We have one whole week to do homework due on the week after spring break, hurray!
What to do, what to do? If you guys don’t give me some ideas, I’m just going to SF for three or four days – so, IDEAS!
