Tuesday, November 9, 2010

New Job, New Age

                Monday’s class was the recipient of the famous Lady Gaga presentation by Ms. Wheeler. The presentation consisted of a rhetorical analysis of Gaga’s Bad Romance music video. Ms. Wheeler presented her case that the video was a statement by Lady Gaga for disability rights. Major scenes from the video were analyzed and observed to back up points from Ms. Wheeler’s point of view. It was a very good presentation and although we will probably never know the true meaning of the video, the view that it was protesting the dehumanization of people with disabilities was very intriguing.
            I took the video to be about something different and I guess that is the interesting point about analyzing art. Although it may be the more obvious take on the video, I garnered from the video that Gaga was making her views known about sex slavery, objectification of women, and “free love”.
            I did my rhetorical analysis proposal on a song by Lecrae. The song “Killa”  is probably my favorite track from 2010. But I’m not sure if I can, or want to, pull enough analysis from it to reach the word count necessary for the final paper. I might do my analysis on Johhny Cash’s cover of “Hurt” by Nine Inch Nails. The video made for his cover was excellent and I think I could do a good analysis on it. The wheels are turning in my head so we will see!
            The semester is almost over. Thanksgiving break is almost here and after that, a couple of finals and then I am done with this semester. Life goes by so fast as you get older. There never seems to be enough time in each day and the weeks fly by. I wonder how life will feel once I am out of college.  I am sure it will be much different. But time will still leave me standing still gaping at how life has gone by. I have yet to see any of my friends graduate. That will come next year. I can already think of several people who will be receiving their diplomas by next Christmas. Scary. I am not too far away from that.
            I start my new job on Thursday and end my old one on the same day. It is the end of an era in a way. I am leaving my old job at Chick-Fil-A to start a new job at Muldoon’s Coffee House. In a way, my leaving Chick-Fil-A is symbolic. Before this semester started, I thought that my future career might be there. Midway through the semester, I am not so sure about that happening. This Chick-Fil-A is much different from my other one back home but the damage done by the College Station store might be too much to recover from. This new job has me excited. My good friend Chris owns Muldoon’s Coffee Shop and he invited me to come work for him. I don’t know anything about coffee but I will by this week’s end! I am hoping the environment will be better at my new job.
            This coming weekend, I will be heading home for the first time in over a month. There are two occasions for this trip. One, my sister is signing her commitment letter for college on Thursday and two, my birthday is this upcoming Sunday. Being able to hang out with my family will be amazing. Hopefully my sister stays around so I can actually see her!
            This week is full of symbolism. I turn 20 on Sunday so I will no longer be considered one of those pesky teenagers that annoy America to death! 20 is a weird birthday. It’s cool no longer being a teenager (I guess). But then now I am old. Ugh. And I’m not legal yet. So I’m kinda in this weird transition period- both age-wise and in life.  I see my junior friends and can’t imagine myself being them. Yet I will be a junior by hours next semester. Yikes!
            It is weird because I used to be so scared of getting older. I was filled with regret about decisions I did or did not make in my life. Now, after having met Jesus, I don’t feel any fear or loathing about the days passing by. Getting older is just a chance to experience the love of Christ in a new way with different people. If I make a decision I regret, Jesus will still be constantly loving me no matter what.

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