Too individualistic

Ali Braboy, IV Leader Opinion Editor

Last week, while walking into a room too dark to see, I cursed and wondered: I’m in this room, so where the hell is the light…… How narcissistic am I to think such a thought? Very.

A couple months ago my mother installed motion-sensored lights in some of the rooms in my house; after weeks of bulbs turning on with my motion, I expected every light to watch and wait for me to enter its presence, so it could work for me.

This little moment led me to realize how I have started to expect more of others and less of me, in everything in my life.

This bubble of space and time made me realize how my world has come to one of expectations: Tuition should be cheaper, this college should accept me, people should smile more.

When will this individualistic mindset and society end — when will we stop wanting more —the moon, the stars, and all the eyes of the universe on us? When will what we have be enough?

I’m tired of thinking what can the world do for me?

According to the World Bank, more than 2.4 billion people in 2010 lived on less than $2 a day, and I’m here complaining about gas prices and money to pay for books.

It took me 20 years to reach this thought, and my life will mean nothing if I don’t do something about this.