A Random Thought, and a Song...

So, I'm sitting in one of my "classes" listening to a guy that repeats himself twice a week for an hour and twenty minutes. I'm not sure if he doesn't realize that he never teaches us anything, or if he really believes that talking about the lives of Bill Gates, Warren Buffet, and Sam Walton is teaching us about Macroeconomics. He just talks about how great they are, and how much money they make; he never teaches us any theory or practical knowledge about how to actually make money ourselves. It bothers me that I was forced to buy a $180 book for a class that doesn't use it. Maybe after administration gets his review it'll wake him up to the fact that he may know a lot about his subject, but he doesn't know how to teach.

On a completely different and less bitter note. I've been listening to this song a lot, so, I decided to put it up here and say a few words about it.

Alexithymia by Anberlin:

Don't try to wake me up
Even if the sun really does come out tomorrow
Don't believe anything you say
Anymore, in the morn, in the morning

Bricks to this old house are breaking
Steel would have weathered but now forlorning
It's alarming how loud the silence screams
No warn, no warn, no warning

Addictions fill the table where the family used to sit
And conversate
Conversate to the sounds
To the sounds of a record player
With it's jumping needle and the lights that grow dim over time

With downcast eyes
There's more to living than being alive
With downcast eyes
There's more to living than being alive

Are you where you thought you'd be
So beautiful and only twenty-three
Opposition rests in the hearts
With no, with no, with no opportunity

It's not that we don't talk
It's just no one really listens and honesty fades
Like a politician lost in the course
All smiles and no one remembers our names

With downcast eyes
There's more to living than being alive
With downcast eyes
There's more to living than being alive
With downcast eyes
There's more to living than being alive
With downcast eyes
There's more to living than being alive

Don't try to wake me up
Even if the sun really does come out tomorrow
Don't believe anything I say
Anymore, in the morn, in the morning

With downcast eyes
There's more to living than being alive
With downcast eyes
There's more to living than being alive
With downcast eyes
There's more to living than being alive
With downcast eyes
There's more to living than being alive

I love the lyrics to this song, but it's really the message that makes me like it so much.
"There's more to living than being alive."
So simple, yet so true...