I have always been fond of ranting. I have not been fond, however, of ranting at my own teacher.
Don’t get me wrong, she literally accepted everything I say and I mean everything. I applaud her open mindedness, her poise to give her comments despite my ever-active mouth running against her profession (and the profession of the professor I’m ranting about) and her ability to calm me down and actually inspire me to stand up and actually make something happen and not just sit there. Most importantly though, she lit up the passion that lay inside of me in a way that wasn’t really expected, which probably is the reason I ended up really saying what I needed to say in my Theories of Personality subject.
Personality, per say, is a good subject. It teaches about the different approaches on how one psychologist can define a person’s various personalities. It’s supposed to be an awesome yet quite nerdy experience but in my book, it turns out to be a struggle of egos, a time when minds collide and a time to step-up which brings me to the term avant-garde.
Avant-garde is a French word which is literally translated at advanced guard but why’d I have to borrow some random French word to prove my point? Simple. French makes what I did rather appealing, rather than words like retaliate, desolate, counter-attack which are all but evil when seen from an outside perspective. More importantly though, avant-garde is a word which also translates to vanguard which, as you all know if you’ve been an avid reader of my blog, is one word that has always been implied but never stated. Why you ask? Yet again, I answer that it is simple.
If you’ve ever read the word vanguard in the dictionary, it simply means defending something. Remember when I said that my Personality class is a struggle of egos? That’s where defending something comes to play. I want to defend my friends from the ego of my professor and y’know what I did? I stood up for my friends though perhaps I did not defend them but I merely proved a point that I am more than willing to risk myself for them to freely say their opinion in a class that is supposed to be a world of questions, not a war of wits.
I fight for democracy but most of all, I fight for my friends. No one can hurt them or look down on them while I’m here, ever.
PS: Much more not so serious posts coming soon! Remember, 300th post marks a .gifs and more interactive stuff so stick and stay for that. Cheers ~