A day in 1980

Beep, Beep, Beep! My alarm wakes me up and I glance at the clock. 7:30am, time to get ready for class. Today is Thursday and I have composition and math class and then it will finally be the weekend. I can't wait, even though my friends want to go see the new Star Wars movie that just came out, which I really could care less about. Maybe I can find a way to get out of seeing it... I put on some leggings and a large over sized sweatshirt, look in the mirror, decide that I am presentable enough, and leave the room to go get breakfast. I start walking uphill to class hoping I will get there a little early so I can get things ready. I finally get to class sit at my normal spot and wait for class to begin, since I am ten minutes early. I watch as the other people in my class trickle in slowly, most dressed in the same fashion I am and the teacher walks in. Class goes on as it normally does, with the teacher writing on the blackboard and us copying down our notes. This is one of the reasons why I sit in the front of the class, since it's harder to see what is written on these blackboards from the back. There has to be another alternative to chalk for these boards or at least something that doesn't make that grating noise when it skips.
Right before the end of class, the teacher reminds us of a paper we have due on Monday. Right, I have to start writing that this weekend, I totally forgot. I should do it tomorrow and use one of those typewriters at the library. I'll have to plan it out that I get one of the better typewriters, not the one that always jams on you or the one missing the "e". By the time class is over it's almost lunchtime and I walk over to the student union. I see my roommate and we have lunch together. She tells me we have to find a radio so I can listen to some new song by Blondie and that I will absolutely love it. I tell her I'll have to listen to it later since I have my math class soon and I walk to class. The class starts and before I know it, it's over and my weekend has officially begun and it's not even 2pm. What to do?
I walk back to the dorms and check my mailbox, and see that my dad has sent me a letter. I like getting mail, I wonder if things will be different in the future like if people will stop sending letters through the mail, which would be weird. I walk up to my room and quickly get the phone that is ringing. It's my friend and she asks if I want to hang out by the student union, I agree and start walking over there. I wish there was a better way to communicate with people than these phones attached to the wall. It would have been much easier if I had a phone on me, that way I wouldn't have to walk back to the student union, I could have just stayed there and waited for her there. Anyway, I find my friend on one of the benches and we start talking.
One of the people on campus comes over and hands us some pamphlets and tells us about some issue that we don't really care about, but we can't just walk away so we stand there and try to look interested. I wonder if years from now, if colleges are still going to have people like that around. I hope not since they can be annoying. We walk around for a bit and some of our friends join us and before we know it its dinner time so we decide to go out to eat. So we all pile into my friends car, and blast the music. I finally hear that song my roommate wanted me to listen to earlier and she was right, I do like it. We eat dinner and drive back to campus just in time for "Mork and Mindy" on television. When that's over my friends leave and I decide to look over the essay I am supposed to write about, and try to come up with some ideas for an outline. It's supposed to be an essay on what life will be like thirty years from now, hmmm, I guess I can think of something to write about.

The Internet: A Clear and Present Danger?

Throughout the entire article it is discussed that the Internet can effect your life whenever it is in use. No matter what you are doing online, whether it be paying bills or just talking with friends on facebook the Internet in the long run can ruin your life. In the beginning of the article Cleaver starts it using examples of how the Internet can effect you. I think that people should be able to uses the resource of the Internet without being worried someone can tap into our information. Parents today have many things to worry about regarding their children and shouldn't have to worry about their children being exposed to child predators while playing on the Internet. The legislation today needs to make all of these activities illegal and put an end to them. Today the Internet like Cleaver stated is used primarily by children and is not good considering many child predators are able to find a lot of information about them by lying about who they actually are. The way Cleaver started her essay really caught my attention and made me think about how all those things relate to me and people I know. The examples she used can happen to anyone and is something that needs to be fixed.