Blues? What blues? Sometimes I just like to be in a state of depression. I kind of like the feeling, though I'm not sure why. Maybe it has something to do with my dysfunctional brain. However, though I have had a series of events that would seemingly cause me to be in a bad mood, I do not feel this way. I figure that I shouldn't worry about it though because, by the time I locate a source that might provide me the answer, it will probably be over. Thus, I will try to take advantage of my good mood before all the bad things in life catch up to me and overwhelm me. Don't forget the old adage, when life gives you lemons make lemonade.
By the way, I was watching a season two episode of the Office and heard this joke. Of course it's better when said out loud but I can't speak through the computer.
Jim: Is it just me or does it smell like up dog in here?
Michael: What's up dog?
Jim: Not much. How 'bout you?
Thursday, February 22, 2007
Tuesday, February 13, 2007
New York City
Have you ever gone on a trip which took longer to get there and back than the stay actually lasted. Usually I don't like to go on these types of trips because I really don't like riding in a car all that much, but this is what I ended up doing Sunday anyways.
I had to wake up at five-thirty in the morning, which wouldn't have been that much of a problem since I planned to go to bed at ten, but that didn't happen. First I was talking to my brother until eleven and then I couldn't fall asleep once I was in bed. I was able to rouse myself when my alarm went off however and made it to the bus by the time it left at 6:30.
On the four and a half hour bus ride I tried to sleep but was only able to do so for about half an hour. I tried reading for my English class which helped me get a little more drowsy and sleep for another hour. After this nap I was able to read for the rest of the trip.
I do have to say that the New York skyline is pretty impressive. We traveled through the Lincoln tunnel and passed Giants stadium we also saw the bay, but there were no ships present at the time. As we made our way through town we passed the site of the world trade towers and battery park city. After getting honked at by taxi drivers, making a wrong turn, and backing up on a New York street we finally made it to our destination, The Museum of Jewish Heritage-A Living Memorial to the Holocaust.
At the museum we were given a tour and learned some interesting things that we hadn't heard about the Holocaust. We were given some free time to look around the museum on our own too. There was a rock garden that overlooked the bay on one floor. It was pretty neat because from that point you could see the statue of liberty and right behind it was the sun. It would have been an awesome picture but I didn't have a camera.
After we had been at the museum for about five hours we took the long bus ride home, which took extra time because the audio on the video we wanted to watch was not working so the bus driver tried to fix it and just succeeding in losing power to the VCR completely. Oh well, I had already seen Schindler's List anyways.
By the time we got back it was nine and I was really tired, but I finished my homework and then fell sound asleep.
I had to wake up at five-thirty in the morning, which wouldn't have been that much of a problem since I planned to go to bed at ten, but that didn't happen. First I was talking to my brother until eleven and then I couldn't fall asleep once I was in bed. I was able to rouse myself when my alarm went off however and made it to the bus by the time it left at 6:30.
On the four and a half hour bus ride I tried to sleep but was only able to do so for about half an hour. I tried reading for my English class which helped me get a little more drowsy and sleep for another hour. After this nap I was able to read for the rest of the trip.
I do have to say that the New York skyline is pretty impressive. We traveled through the Lincoln tunnel and passed Giants stadium we also saw the bay, but there were no ships present at the time. As we made our way through town we passed the site of the world trade towers and battery park city. After getting honked at by taxi drivers, making a wrong turn, and backing up on a New York street we finally made it to our destination, The Museum of Jewish Heritage-A Living Memorial to the Holocaust.
At the museum we were given a tour and learned some interesting things that we hadn't heard about the Holocaust. We were given some free time to look around the museum on our own too. There was a rock garden that overlooked the bay on one floor. It was pretty neat because from that point you could see the statue of liberty and right behind it was the sun. It would have been an awesome picture but I didn't have a camera.
After we had been at the museum for about five hours we took the long bus ride home, which took extra time because the audio on the video we wanted to watch was not working so the bus driver tried to fix it and just succeeding in losing power to the VCR completely. Oh well, I had already seen Schindler's List anyways.
By the time we got back it was nine and I was really tired, but I finished my homework and then fell sound asleep.
Wednesday, February 07, 2007
Live it up!
Life only happens once. This seems to be something my experiences have been pointing at lately. I have spent so many years worrying or thinking about the past, but this is really useless. I mean, sure it's good to know what the past is so that you don't go doing the same stupid things repeatedly, but life is about now, not yesterday. Besides, if you want to be able to look back on your life and consider it good, you have to have fun. Worrying is not fun let me tell you. If you have never worried about anything in life you are lucky and should be happy not to know what it feels like. Anyway, I think that everyone should start doing something today that will mean something at the end of their life. Sitting idly and watching others success wishing you could be like them is a waste of time. Instead work today at something you enjoy so that it will be a great work of art to tell you grandchildren about tomorrow.
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)
