What Matters?

I was sitting alone on my couch thinking about what to write for my blog when nothing came to mind. So I thought I would continue with my last blog. I took the time to expand on it. I took it out of the real of English and well blogging and put it in to the realm of over all general everyday boring same old same old life. What really matters in life? Does School? Family? Religion?  Love? In a way yes all of them do matter but the order depends on the person.  How much also depends on the person as well. I hate thinking about this sometimes because when people ask me to put them in order I get funny looks. Yes school and my family matter to me but my boyfriend means a little more for multiple reasons. These are mostly personal reasons that I would rather not share on my blog. I’m starting to question often why we put some things, ideas, and beliefs above others in our lives. What makes one more important then another?  I guess there is no real reason for why. Maybe the way we our brought up has something to do with this. Wow this is harder then I thought it would be.  I really don’t know any other way to argue this. I honestly don’t think that there is any other way to argue this. I probably sound stupid arguing this as it is. I really don’t know what else to write about this. This whole blog is difficult when you have no clue what to argue. Why do we even have to argue why can’t we write about anything that we want? That seems like it would be a lot easier for everyone involved and aren’t we achieving the same result. Just a thought.

Does it matter....really?

I woke up this morning and realized I had yet to do a blog for my English 102 class. I really don’t know what to pick as a topic. That lead me to think about why I am writing this blog. Is it really important? I guess it is, not just because the professor tells us it is but it is really helping me with my writing. I used to be really afraid to put my writing out for others to see. I normally just write for myself or the person that I am closes to in my life and that is it. This started my thinking, why do we tend to hide our thoughts from people? Is it because of our fear of the judgment that they may cast on us? Or is it something more? Is it just human nature? I am not really sure. I definitely think that it depends on the person who writes it and the person who reads the author’s piece. Yes the fear plays a part in it because we are “trained” in a way to feel nervous and fearful about what we produce and how it will be perceived once we are finished. I also think that it is human nature to judge things that are new, be it because we are skeptical of them or we just think the old version is better. In a way this kind of relates, although yes it off topic, of how people go to the same places at the same times on the same days.  I noticed this a lot when I worked in a restaurant and still notice it at my new job at the Piggly Wiggly in the small town of Howards Grove. In a way asking if this is important turned into proving that every one in society is a creature of habit. Just a thought.