Things I Can’t Get Over
There are very few stereotypes about women that I exemplify on a
regular basis, but I will admit today that I tend to be a bit
bitter, stubborn and hold a grudge. I think I get it from my
mother: She still hasn’t forgiven Kenny Rogers for calling a phone
sex line, or Hugh Grant for soliciting a prostitute, and to tell
you the truth I don’t think that I have either. There are a lot of
things that I am having a hard time getting over these days, and
I’m sure you feel my pain.
First of all, I can’t get over the fact that this semester I
spent $816 on books for five classes. On average, a student taking
12 credits will spend between $350-450 and most of the people I
have spoken to are shocked when they get all the way up to $500. I
know I am an English major, so it’s partially my fault, but in the
back of my mind I know that in a few months I am going to get $20
back if I’m lucky and that doesn’t bring much solace. The
Washington-based National Center for Education Statistics (NCES)
says the average annual cost to attend a public four-year
institution in the United States is around $12,600 and $20,000 for
a private university. If you think that is bad, keep in mind that
this number is tuition alone; it doesn’t even begin to include
health services, athletics, student associations, room and board,
or my $816 worth of books.
Moving onto politics, I also cannot get over the fact that even
after he cheated on his wife with everyone and their mothers and
then lied about it under oath, Bill Clinton still had one of the
highest approval ratings of any president. It makes me a little
afraid for our world, and for what our society values. I also
cannot get over the fact that Hillary didn’t leave the loser
immediately and still continues to stand by his side and smile. She
makes me embarrassed to be a woman. And now good old Billy has been
replaced in the media with good old Arnold, who has been accused by
15 different women in the past two weeks of groping them and making
“lewd gestures.” Of course I cannot say if these allegations hold
any truth to them, and apparently neither can Arnold, who, in an
interview with Tom Brokaw, refused to either confirm or deny the
allegations. I don’t know about you but if some girl accused me of
grabbing her butt and I knew I didn’t do it, I would be the first
in line to clear my name and set the record straight. I guess what
bothers me the most is the sneaking suspicion I have that nobody
really cares whose shirt Arnold lifted up. More than likely, the
general public will love him anyway, just like they loved Bill
Clinton, cigar and all.
I can’t get over the guy dressed in a nurse’s outfit last
Halloween that tried to seduce me with his fishnet tights and his
stethoscope. I can’t get over the guy I was dating who told me he
fantasized about my sister. I can’t get over that MTV show about
people who get turned on by stuffed animals. I mean, don’t get me
wrong, I am a woman, I could go on for hours.
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