As I am reading this book and listening to conversations in class, I am noticing something that I had already noticed in the past but I had not paid attention to it until now. Our lives just like Winston's, it is all a routine: we go to school, go home, do homework, then some of us go to work, and sure there are periods in between where we do something different but for the most part it is a routine. The person that I had told this to in the past was my mom, I told her that all she did was go to work, come home, cook, eat, watch tv, go to sleep, and do the same thing all over again. I question if she was satisfied, not bored with her routine; at the time she did not give me an answer, all she told me was that that is what she had to do. Now I question my self as to whether what I am doing is worth something and now it is because I am doing all of this to graduate get a very highly paid job and enter routinely life that my parents are in. However I hope that I can do more with my life.