By SARAH ELIZABETH LEWIS, Editor-in-Chief

After this semester ends I will have to take eight classes before I graduate, and I can’t help but think, is this real life? Where am I supposed to go from here…

I’ve been thinking when I grow up I wanna be famous. I wanna be a star. I wanna be in movies. When I grow up I wanna see the world, drive nice cars, I wanna have groupies. Okay, JUST KIDDING, that’s a Pussycat Dolls song.

But in all seriousness, I think I want to be a superhero when I grow up. No, I don’t mean I want to be a genius, crime fighting, playboy like Bruce Wayne or Tony Stark.

I’ve always known that I’ve wanted to write; there’s never been any question about it.

Journalists, photographers, and cameramen are society’s storytellers. All too often, these are the people who become numb, indifferent, and just cold hearted when tragedy strikes because they have seen it all before.

It bothers me how quickly a television reporter’s voice and features can turn from devastating to bubbly in a matter of minutes. It’s like they are encouraging the viewers to forget about the bad news, and think happy thoughts.

Maybe we have all gotten a little too comfortable with the words, pictures, and videos associated with disaster. When can we draw the line? When do we decide when enough is enough?

A sixteen-year-old girl’s rape is documented, and society says, “Oh, those poor boys,” even though those boys are rapists.

A fourteen-year-old boy takes his own life at school, and society says, “Well, at least he didn’t take anyone with him,” instead of saying suicide is devastating, and we need to fix it.

Detroit is in a state of financial emergency, but society cares too much about wishing Kwame Kilpatrick to drop the soap in prison.

Society has commercialized disaster. Heartbreak is entertaining, and this is wrong.

When I grow up, I want to be a journalist and a superhero. I think we can reverse this desensitization if we realize what’s wrong and work on a way to fix it instead of seeing the same disasters time and time again.

I want to be brave enough to trust my instincts regarding right and wrong. Making “good” television and journalism isn’t going to matter until it is reported on well.

We’re all human, and I won’t stand by with a notepad and pencil and forget that I am.

No matter what you’re doing after graduation, remember to hold onto yourself. Don’t let the career make you. College is the time of holding fiery ideals and figuring out what you believe in. Just because you’re stepping off this campus doesn’t mean you have to forget that.