Tommorow is a new day

You know, last night I was lying in bed and just thinking, my roommate and I say said goodnight to each other and I almost said: "Tommorow's a new day"

This struck me. Because it's what my mother always repeated to me whenever she would tell me goodnight. And I realized, that it was that attitude which continues to push me forward. Yeah, today might suck, but tomorrow is a new day. Today was awesome? Tomorrows a new day and it will be just as promising. It's so simple, but so freeing. And as I was thinking about this, another bit of info popped up in my head, about talking to my friend Julie earlier about how I'm going to send my children to church 'til they hit their teenage years. Why? Not because I want them to believe in some religious god or something, but because it instills good moral values. And helps to shape development towards a nicer and kinder person. I know that I despised being woken up in the mornings to go to church, but I still went. And sometimes when I was in a bad situation, I was able to extract myself out and realize that whatever was happening was wrong. It taught me kindness and to think of other people's shoes.

I'm not saying that people can't come to be like this without a church-upbringing, but I'm pretty sure it probably helps. Maybe if I had gone longer and paid more attention I wouldn't be such a selfish person sometimes.

Recently I've caught myself being selfish, and I've acknowledged it to myself and then continued on. This might not be that great, because I'm not actually doing anything about it, which I guess could be considered worse. But, at least I'm starting to notice when I'm putting myself first. For example, my roommate wanted to get a single for next year. I didn't take any offense, I know he just likes his own time and space and such, and I was alright with rooming with 'a random' so to speak. So I told him to figure out where he would be living and such and if he couldn't get a single to let me know before the deadline for housing contracts. Long story short, he couldn't get a single so we, or rather I, went to the virtual tours of the other dorms. Because I didn't want to live in the same building again due to it's lack of social environment. I found a nice one that had already kinda stuck itself into my head (affectionately called the Castle, or the haunted Castle, etc.) and asked him about it. I then marketed and sold him on it. It wasn't hard because it was a good choice of rooming and such, but I was thinking about it yesterday and wondering if somehow I was being selfish and forcing him to room with me there and if I had made all the decisions and not just him.

There's not really a good way to tell in my opinion. But sometimes it's just those moments that irk me a bit. But then a qualify and justify and selfishness, and I do so with a simple logic: This is my life, this is my college time, I will do what I have to do in order to get the education I need to make my life the best it can be in the future.  This can get me in situations sometimes when what I do is... not so morally correct by own ethics. I try to follow a bit of Kantian philosophy with a bit of u-calc (Utilitarian Calculus) that I learned from my health care ethics class. I identity with not using people as means to an end, but at the same time, if the overall effect of using one person helps a multitude, then my u-calc kicks in and lo' n behold I've used someone to get somewhere. It happens. Alot I'm sure if you think about it.