I'm So Glad I Was Wrong

As I am quickly approaching my final semester at UGA, I find myself often thinking back to freshman year, and even before that when I was still considering where I wanted to go to college. By now, I think I have a fairly good grasp on the city of Athens and all that it has to offer, and it's hilarious to think about how different I viewed it upon my first visit my junior year of high school. As I sat and had lunch at the Last Resort with my family, I had no idea that it was one of the major landmarks of Athens. Back then, UGA was a beautiful campus that was so huge it was intimidating and Athens was a charming little college town.  Over the last 3 and a half years, I have really made an effort to experience all that I can. Knowing that Athens isn't a place I will stay post-grad, it is becoming more and more apparent how much I want to do and accomplish before May. Rather than eating at Taqueria del Sol twice a week, I have made the effort to try new restaurants if I am

With the exception of a few shows, I absolutely hate reality TV. And, with the exception of a few actors/actresses, artists, etc. I really don't love too many celebrities. I'm crazy, I know, but I have just always hated their sense of entitlement, and often, their ignorance. To me, their sense of entitlement indicates that they have no understanding of what it's like to live otherwise, and their ignorance trivializes bigger issues in the world. While I acknowledge that it's unfair to group all celebrities together, I have been hard pressed to find these exceptions, and disappointed to see how similar so many are.  Last week, a friend of mine who is a big Demi Lovato fan asked me to watch the new documentary with her. I agreed to watch, out of curiosity more so than expecting to enjoy it, but I absolutely loved it. It brought to light a completely different view of her to me, and I felt guilty for judging the way I previously had.  I know the reason me and s