Now to the things that make me say “White’s Tree Frog Tumblr?” (Note: In the beginning this post began with 5 things and slowly grew to 9 (spread over two posts) as I was writing it… Who knows, maybe it’ll be even more by the time the second one gets posted)
"Notes" that don’t accurately correlate how many "notes" there are. I don’t know about you, but so many times I see this on my Tumblr posts:
Save draft. Takes me back to “Dashboard” This one is pretty self explanatory. And actually I thought of this one as I just tried to save this draft now. Why wouldn’t it just take you back to your “Drafts”… WHOH!!! What a concept. In essence it just deters users away from saving their work while working on it, resulting in lots of lost words and pissed off bloggers. Granted you can Ctrl+A and Ctrl+C, but I prefer a real save.
Not notified when posts submitted to other blogs are published. Maybe I’m missing something here, but usually the only way I see if my submission is posted is if it shows up in my Dashboard. Do you know how many blogs I follow? Again, if I’m missing something, let me know.
Doesn’t give even a small preview of photos in the dashboard, queue or drafts. Instead it does this crap:
Randomly doesn’t give option to “allow people to answer” Apparently it won’t let me “allow people respond” via answer now even with a question mark at the end of the post?
So those are a few things that make me say “WTF Tumblr?” I’m posting a part two so what are yours? Maybe I’ll include some in my next post!
(Note: if you’re viewing this from the dashboard click on “read more” to access the full post to comment using Disqus since the answering function isn’t working. Sigh… Tumblr.
This was incredibly moving and touching. I couldn’t stop reading it. And as I read it, parts almost brought tears. Reading about how Steve “achieved death” was also uplifting to me. It’s something we all face and I must say, I’m not ready, but we should be. I should be.
As I read about his last breaths, words and times with his family, I thought back to my Grandpa, laying there, breathing slowly on a December morning. I realized today was the day. It wouldn’t be long.
Some days I just get completely annoyed/tired/sick/fed up with my shoulder hurting.
Can you just go back to normal now? I got the hint. I won’t play tackle football anymore :) Okay? …well MOST of the time. On rare occasions I still might, but still! Can you just go back to being your good ol’ clavicle-self doing whatever clavicles do… I know they do a lot of work with making shoulders operate correctly.
I posted a photo, but for those who prefer not to see it I put in a page break. So click “read more” to view the photo.
“There’s a temptation in our networked age to think that ideas can be developed by email and iChat. That’s crazy. Creativity comes from spontaneous meetings, from random discussions. You run into someone, you ask what they’re doing, you say ‘Wow,’ and soon you’re cooking up all sorts of ideas.”—Steve Jobs, quoted by Walter Isaacson (via maxistentialist)
Hard Experiences vs Touching Songs — Sometimes It Takes One to Understand the Other
The song I’m referring to is Heaven by 3 Doors Down (If you’re like me and you need lyrics to truly follow it, you can find them here). The song is about looking back realizing that he was so consumed with the problems and their severity, that he forgot about the things that really mattered and how he wish he could just go back now realizing that what he had all along was sufficient enough to get him through the struggles no matter how tough they where.
I liked the song the first time I heard it, but didn’t understand what it meant until just listening to it now after going through an experience this weekend. That experience was knowing someone who took their own life. A life that belonged to a father, husband, doctor and great friend.
Some knew of his depression. Others, like me, never knew anything of it. In my short time I knew and interacted with him, he was a hillarious, caring and kind person. Part of me can’t even believe it happened. MOST of me can’t believe it happened. I try to picture this amazing father and man to someone so depressed they’d get low enough to not want to live anymore. I can’t. No matter how hard I try to understand it, my mind won’t let me comprehend how both can coincide in the same body. The same mind.
I found out from a friend Saturday night, the same night he took his life. Her father, also a doctor, tried to reach out to him and help him, letting him know that if he ever got that low to call. I can’t imagine being there in that place. Simply knowing someone who took their own life is hard enough, let alone being a son, daughter, wife, husband or very close friend.
My thoughts are with those in mourning. Seeing what this truly does to a family has made me realize how much each one of us—each of us—matter to people. It has just reinforced my belief more to not only live each day like it’s our last, but treat everyone else like it’s their last day too. If we do that, we won’t have any regrets. Sure we can’t expect to never have any, but why not strive for that?
1) Do what you love no matter what it happens to be. 2) Put a dent in the universe (Clear consistent vision) 3) Say no to 1000 things (Focus. Reduce the clutter) 4) Kick start your brain (By doing something new) 5) Sell dreams not products (Be innovative) 6) Create insanely great experiences 7) Master the message (You are being judged by how you present yourself/communicate to others)
“Let us rise up and be thankful, for if we didn’t learn a lot today, at least we learned a little, and if we didn’t learn a little, at least we didn’t get sick, and if we got sick, at least we didn’t die; so, let us all be thankful.”—Buddha
also via the email I received from my horse show coach today.
I’m kinda sick of being criticized for my opinions. And I’ve found it’s only a specific few people in my life — it’s like they just wait for me to say something and then pounce on it! I don’t criticize yours. I can accept constructive criticism or even people who just don’t agree, but when you deliberately try to upset me? I just don’t feel that’s right.
I personally always try to think of others and when accusations are made like that to me it really makes me wonder how that even can be thought? I don’t ever bad talk or name drop others. It’s a huge hatred of mine and if I do talk “negatively” about someone it’s out of concern in hopes to help them, not gossip or entertainment to just bring that person down.
Some of the things I hear girls say at my school are unbelievable. Talking about wanting to make certain ones cry because they don’t like them and just want them to leave or trying to cause problems in friendships or being someone’s friend one day and the next I hear them slamming them behind their back. It just doesn’t add up.
And yet I’m the one always complaining? Please. The things that I might “complain” about aren’t because I want to hurt someone, they’re to bring out better change in situations… but I suppose that’s considered complaining. In fact, I believe some people see complaining as anything besides going with the flow of life doing nothing and never standing up for yourself and trying to make a difference in your life and others’ whom you care about.
Challenges of a College Student: Cash vs. Loans — Colleges Prefer the Latter
I just took on the Director of Student Accounts at UNL. I pretty much got shut down, but I wasn’t going down without a fight — I made sure to give her my two cents. Actually, I personally feel it was worth way more than only two cents… more like 99 or 100 cents, which is equivalent to one dollar for those who can’t add.
So how did this all go down? I’ll tell you. I will tell you.
A Little Background I go to the Nebraska College of Technical Agriculture in Curtis, NE, a branch of the University of Nebraska-Lincoln college. Most or all NCTA policies are pretty much handed down from UNL and we have little or no say in most matters. We used to have our own “system”, but UNL has since then changed that… in my opinion it’s basically a small form of communism. Or socialism. Or both!
The Scenario I tried to register for a second-eight-week class, but it was closed. I talked to the instructor and someone in the admissions office and they opened the class back up. By the time the class was opened though my bill for this semester had already been due and since I haven’t paid it yet, a hold was place on my account, thus preventing me from registering for any new classes until the bill was paid.
The Meeting I met with the Coordinator of Admissions, aka “The Student Life Guy”. He’s super cool, down to earth and just contains a lot of common sense, which is lacking everywhere these days. Unfortunately he couldn’t do anything because UNL has restricted NCTA from “changing” policy.
The Phone Call At this point I decided to call UNL Student Accounts. I talked to one guy, told him my story, but he said he couldn’t do anything and that “waving” a hold on a account was above him. He asked if I’d like to talk to the Director of Student Accounts and I agreed.
The Conversation She answered and I explained my situation. Before even letting my finish, she started to interrupt with “rules” and “policies”.
Let me stop there for a moment. Rules and Policies are made for two reasons. To protect the “customer”, in this case the students, and to protect the company or organization, in this case the college. They also help keep things in order, but really they’re made for those to reasons above. Keep that in mind as you read this.
I wasn’t about to get walked all over, so I diplomatically continued “my side of the story”. I could tell from the beginning though she had her mind set and wasn’t budging. I tried to test the “flexibility” of it, but nope — like running into a brick wall… backing up… and running at it again.
But this wasn’t just any brick wall; this was a brick wall of irony and stubbornness — she wasn’t about to “give in” to a student. No way. First she said that I haven’t shown any payment so how is she supposed to release it without anything put forth on my part? And rightfully so. I completely agreed with her so I asked if I was able to make a small payment, like 100-200 dollars, would she release it? She, right away, said no and made a reason. I countered that asking why she just said [paraphrased] “if I made any payment she’d be more likely to help me out.” No helpful response — just repeated herself (which happened a lot in this conversation by the way).
Boom! Shut down. Didn’t. Get. Anywhere.
Once I realized that my chances of her lifting the hold were in no way “possible”, I decided to take a new approach. And I was very diplomatic about it, but I wanted her to understand my point of view — looking back it probably didn’t help me one bit, but I wasn’t trying to help my chances, I was hoping that she could see from a different paradigm. A student’s paradigm.
The thing that set me off was she told me I had no plan of payment and I somewhat came back and said “I don’t really appreciate you saying that.” Pause. “I have paid for all my school with cash, no debt..” She interrupts “You’re in debt now to us.”
Ya. You’re an idiot, lady. See how close-minded she is? But I stood my ground and reiterated what I meant by “debt”: ”Yes, I realize that, but what I mean is I have yet to take out any loans to pay for school.”
By the way, I’m not bragging here, this is very tough to do and I am proud that I’ve made it this far, but she didn’t even acknowledge the effort that I put. I felt like what I’ve done or even me as a person, let a lone a student at her college, didn’t even matter to her. It’s sad that most staff in education treat students this way. The conversation goes on…
I continued to explain my thoughts: “I have faithfully paid each time. It may not have been as soon as it should have been, but I paid it and not with loans, but with cash!” She still expressed close-mindedness saying something about me not having a plan. I came back with “my plan is to pay with cash when I get the cash.” Can’t she see my track record and that I’ve paid each time in full amounts? Sure maybe I could pay $10 here, $10 there (like she mentioned once), but is that really going to make a difference in several thousands of dollars? No. I don’t have a steady job. I am a full time college student. Did you hear that? I. Don’t. Make. Money. So how am I supposed to continuously pay when I don’t have a steady pay check?
So I told her, “I make money however I can, when I can. I save it all up and once I have enough, I pay it. That is my system and plan”. I continued to explain to her that I feel like society doesn’t even consider paying with cash and we so easily just take out loans. I also told her that I wasn’t trying to point fingers at her and that I understand her position on the matter (she still didn’t try to understand mine though). She came back with, “well you need to have a plan.” So I responded with, “Alright. Thank you. Have a nice day.” or some other sort of BS-trying-to-not-be-a-$&@!#-like-you response. And then Click.
HUH?! This lady is obviously way to consumed with her life. Sure she may be just passing down to me what she was told in training, but there was no empathy. No understanding. No “I’ll see what I can do and get back to you.” None of that. In fact it was almost like she didn’t want to help! I’m confused here. Wouldn’t me paying the college for a class and me also being able to take the class be a win-win? I actually proposed that to her too, but it didn’t change anything. I really don’t get it. I thought colleges where here to help students—help us by providing classes. In turn, we give them our money. (which on a side note, they apparently think we have tons of because the tuition goes up each year. And people complain about the price of gas…)
So let me try to understand…
They, in essence, are turning down my money because I “haven’t paid”, yet had I been able to sign up for the class prior to the hold being placed, the price for that class would have just been added to my bill… soooo… what’s the difference? You don’t want my money? Alright. Whatever.
This is really quite ridiculous. It could easily have been solved, but policies and rules! Policies. And. Rules. Go effin’ figure… I thought they were in the best interest of the students AND the college? Wouldn’t the college want more money and want to help the students? Why would you turn that down? Beats me.
Thanks for reading this extraordinarily long and probably pointless rant, but it really helps me express my thoughts and even if one person enjoyed it, it was worth my time. Have an awesome day!