Have you ever looked up to someone and thought they were pretty cool, but then they turn out to be a huge joke? Yeah, that's a wonderful thing I found out today.
I really looked up to him, but I guess I wasn't anything but a joke to him. Whatever. It kind of bothers me. Okay, I'm going to be really nice to you to your face and then go around and talk about how lame you are. Awesome. Things won't be the same anymore, because I know that he's not someone I should think of as a role model. Oh well, what can you do?
...some people are just assholes. Actually, most are.
Thursday, December 17, 2009
Wednesday, December 16, 2009
"I Fell Off A Horse, But I Still Ride Them."
The title really has nothing to do with the topic of this blog. Today in school a few friends and I were talking about tubing at Telemark. Well, one of my droogs was like "I'm afraid of tubing because I got ran over once." I responded with, "I fell off a horse once, but I still ride them." Then that backfired on me and it was concluded that they could see me "falling off a horse." So, that's why the title is the title. Now! Back to business!
I heard from an admissions director at Northland. There was some misunderstanding with the postal service, so they just recieved my letter of reccomendation, transcripts, ACT scores, and a few other things. So, now the two week pending starts. I'm nervous. I hope I'm qualified enough for them. If not, well, fml. I guess I'll just have to try again somewhere else. I really hope I get in there though, it's a great school, and very low key. That's one thing I'm most afraid of. The fact that I won't know all my professors and classmates personally, that really bothers me. I like having one on one conversations with people, and I'm going to miss that in college. But, I'll make it. I'm looking forward most to all the eye candy. You know, all those cute boys walking around...EVERYWHERE (that was a joke). Kind of...
I'll keep everyone posted on the verdict.
...Dear Two Weeks from Now,
If you could come sooner, that would be great.
Love, Beth
...yes, this is real life.
I heard from an admissions director at Northland. There was some misunderstanding with the postal service, so they just recieved my letter of reccomendation, transcripts, ACT scores, and a few other things. So, now the two week pending starts. I'm nervous. I hope I'm qualified enough for them. If not, well, fml. I guess I'll just have to try again somewhere else. I really hope I get in there though, it's a great school, and very low key. That's one thing I'm most afraid of. The fact that I won't know all my professors and classmates personally, that really bothers me. I like having one on one conversations with people, and I'm going to miss that in college. But, I'll make it. I'm looking forward most to all the eye candy. You know, all those cute boys walking around...EVERYWHERE (that was a joke). Kind of...
I'll keep everyone posted on the verdict.
...Dear Two Weeks from Now,
If you could come sooner, that would be great.
Love, Beth
...yes, this is real life.
Monday, December 14, 2009
Why Are Pickles Called Pickles And Not Pickled Cucumbers?
Really think about this. Everything, no matter what it is, is or was made up by something or someone. How do we really know anything? I think about that a lot. And, it made me think of some questions, like...
If a word in a dictionary is misspelled, how would you know? I mean, I'm guessing they wouldn't spell it wrong, but what if...we'd never know. Or...
Doesn't expecting the unexpected make the unexpected expected? If you're expecting something that you don't really expect, it's been expected. Yeah, I don't know how this one works, would the unexpected even exist at that point? Here's an even better one.
Is it possible to have a civil-war? Acording to the books, In 1861 there was a civil war for four years. I guess 620,000 people dying is civil. Hmm...
If a word in a dictionary is misspelled, how would you know? I mean, I'm guessing they wouldn't spell it wrong, but what if...we'd never know. Or...
Doesn't expecting the unexpected make the unexpected expected? If you're expecting something that you don't really expect, it's been expected. Yeah, I don't know how this one works, would the unexpected even exist at that point? Here's an even better one.
Is it possible to have a civil-war? Acording to the books, In 1861 there was a civil war for four years. I guess 620,000 people dying is civil. Hmm...
Liberty And Justice For All?
This weekend I watched the program "The People Speak" on the History Channel. It was a great program, and probably wasn't what most people initially expected it to be. Anyway, I picked up on a lot of new things when watching it. One, I'm not the only person who feels the way I do about the world. Two, there are a lot of awesome people in the world. Three, that Bob Dylan totally rocks my socks (actually, I already knew that). Carrying on...
Let's start with number one; seeing as that would make the most sense chronologically. Although I may sometimes feel I'm alone in this world and there's no one I can relate with, I know there are people out there. Maybe not near me now, but someday in the future. Today at lunch, a droog and I were having a great disscussion about "things" in general. For example, why do we stand for the pledge? We don't have freedom, because if we did, there wouldn't be as many problems in society as there is. Plus, a flag is a representation. Nothing more. Yet we as Americans are supposed to pledge allegiance to a flag; a piece of cloth. Anyway, it reminded me of a part of "The People Speak" of an African-American woman's reasoning as to why she doesn't stand for the pledge or sing the national anthem. It was really interesting. When you think about things like that, you realize that there are "cracks in the armor."
Why should these things be expected of the people if they aren't true, or abided by?
...yeah, I couldn't tell you.
Let's start with number one; seeing as that would make the most sense chronologically. Although I may sometimes feel I'm alone in this world and there's no one I can relate with, I know there are people out there. Maybe not near me now, but someday in the future. Today at lunch, a droog and I were having a great disscussion about "things" in general. For example, why do we stand for the pledge? We don't have freedom, because if we did, there wouldn't be as many problems in society as there is. Plus, a flag is a representation. Nothing more. Yet we as Americans are supposed to pledge allegiance to a flag; a piece of cloth. Anyway, it reminded me of a part of "The People Speak" of an African-American woman's reasoning as to why she doesn't stand for the pledge or sing the national anthem. It was really interesting. When you think about things like that, you realize that there are "cracks in the armor."
Why should these things be expected of the people if they aren't true, or abided by?
...yeah, I couldn't tell you.
Friday, December 11, 2009
Graduation. College. Future.
Sometimes, I think I might think a little too much (if that's possible). It's getting close to graduation and a part of me isn't ready to move on. The other part of me though, knows that I am. I worry about the future. What am I going to do? Where will I end up? Who's going to be there with me? Things like that. When I start questioning these things, I realize that it'll all get figured out. I'll do what I want to do, and things will fall into place. I'm going to like college, I know that. But where will I go from there? That's still undecided. There's so much that I want to do in life, and I'm not in a hurry to travel through the "phases." Things like getting married, starting a family, actually buying a house. There's things I want to do and accomplish before I get to those points. I'm more worried about college right now, and how the hell I'm going to pay for that.
I applied to Northland College earlier this week. It's a private school up in Ashland. I'll know whether or not I got in there within two weeks. For now, my chosen major was social studies education and minoring in sociology. So, I'm hoping I got in there. Many people reccomended the college to me, and I was never real fond of the idea. Mainly because it's fifteen minutes away from where I live now. After researching it though, I realized it's a good fit for me. I applied, sent in my ACT scores, a very well written letter of reccomendation, and my transcripts. Now, all there to do is wait.
Wait. Wait. Wait.
I applied to Northland College earlier this week. It's a private school up in Ashland. I'll know whether or not I got in there within two weeks. For now, my chosen major was social studies education and minoring in sociology. So, I'm hoping I got in there. Many people reccomended the college to me, and I was never real fond of the idea. Mainly because it's fifteen minutes away from where I live now. After researching it though, I realized it's a good fit for me. I applied, sent in my ACT scores, a very well written letter of reccomendation, and my transcripts. Now, all there to do is wait.
Wait. Wait. Wait.
Booyakasha!
What a day...
Usually, I get up at 5:45. Get ready to head off to school, drink my tea, and listen to some awesome tunes. This process goes on till about 7. At that point, I get on the bus (or in my car), get to school, go through the daily routine with classes and jazz, do some homework, go to a game or something, come home, and hit the sheets.
Today though...that didn't happen.
I woke up to my sister screaming, "BUS!" I get dressed, and somewhat put together, and run out to the bus. Honestly, I think I was out of bed, and on the bus within 3 minutes. It was a record. Anyway, that was a little frustrating. I blew it off, and tried to have a good day. The routine was normal up until 8th hour. The Jostens guy came to talk to our class about caps and gowns, announcements, and all the other stuff that comes with being a senior. Of course, no one can agree on anything so that turned into one big headache. After school, I was hoping things would turn around. Things were alright; until 7. 7? That's when the game started...you'd think that I'd be having a good time. Hanging out with my droogs and cheering on the team, sounds like a fun time. Yeah, probably not. Instead, someone came along and turned what was becoming a decent evening into a lame one. I'm not going to sit here and say, "I don't care what people think of me." Because I do to an extent. It's getting less and less everyday, but it's still there. It's hard to not care what someone you used to really admire thinks of you; at one point, you did care. Anyway, back to my story. I heard it all tonight. Mostly, it went like this...
1. "You don't think for yourself, you're thinking like someone else. You're being ignorant."
2. "You're arguing for nothing, you have no cause."
Overall, they were just trying to bring me down. And really, I don't get it. If anything, they are the ignorant one. I try not to let it get to me or bother me, but it does. They used to really be someone I admired a lot. Now, all I am to them is a big joke. That's kind of okay with me though, because after these things happen, I try to think to myself..."I'm going to prove them wrong, all of them." I know I can, and I know I will. A wise man by the name of Noam Chomsky, once told me..."ignore the pessimists." I should try that out, because I'm sure he's right. All I have to say to the people who've ever doubted me is..."booyakasha!"
...yeah, that'll show em'!
Usually, I get up at 5:45. Get ready to head off to school, drink my tea, and listen to some awesome tunes. This process goes on till about 7. At that point, I get on the bus (or in my car), get to school, go through the daily routine with classes and jazz, do some homework, go to a game or something, come home, and hit the sheets.
Today though...that didn't happen.
I woke up to my sister screaming, "BUS!" I get dressed, and somewhat put together, and run out to the bus. Honestly, I think I was out of bed, and on the bus within 3 minutes. It was a record. Anyway, that was a little frustrating. I blew it off, and tried to have a good day. The routine was normal up until 8th hour. The Jostens guy came to talk to our class about caps and gowns, announcements, and all the other stuff that comes with being a senior. Of course, no one can agree on anything so that turned into one big headache. After school, I was hoping things would turn around. Things were alright; until 7. 7? That's when the game started...you'd think that I'd be having a good time. Hanging out with my droogs and cheering on the team, sounds like a fun time. Yeah, probably not. Instead, someone came along and turned what was becoming a decent evening into a lame one. I'm not going to sit here and say, "I don't care what people think of me." Because I do to an extent. It's getting less and less everyday, but it's still there. It's hard to not care what someone you used to really admire thinks of you; at one point, you did care. Anyway, back to my story. I heard it all tonight. Mostly, it went like this...
1. "You don't think for yourself, you're thinking like someone else. You're being ignorant."
2. "You're arguing for nothing, you have no cause."
Overall, they were just trying to bring me down. And really, I don't get it. If anything, they are the ignorant one. I try not to let it get to me or bother me, but it does. They used to really be someone I admired a lot. Now, all I am to them is a big joke. That's kind of okay with me though, because after these things happen, I try to think to myself..."I'm going to prove them wrong, all of them." I know I can, and I know I will. A wise man by the name of Noam Chomsky, once told me..."ignore the pessimists." I should try that out, because I'm sure he's right. All I have to say to the people who've ever doubted me is..."booyakasha!"
...yeah, that'll show em'!
Old Blog About Veteran's Day
Veteran's Day is a day to honor the men and women who fight for our country. On November 11, we had a Veteran's Day ceremony at school. During this time there were several students who had read poems and such, along with a speech from Mr. Hanson Sr. I have a lot of respect for Mr. Hanson; he's a very kind and caring guy and always makes things fun in and out of the classroom; but the way he presented Veteran's Day; suggesting that the Iraq War was justified disappointed me.
Mr. Hanson had been talking about how, in a previous speech, he stereotyped the middle-east in to something "bad." Throughout this year's speech, the middle-east was brought up yet again in the same sense. Overall, he was saying how the Iraq War was justified and that it's all their fault. What really happened? Well...
On September 11, 2001, 19 people from the group Al Qaeda hijacked 4 planes and attacked the U.S. It was completely unjustified. Then, we went to war with Afghanistan because we didn't understand why they would allow a terrorist group into their country. In 2002, Bush gave a speech in which he referred to Iraq as part of the "Axis of Evil." At this time, Iraq was ruled by a dictatorship, the dictator being Saddam Hussein (Who we supplied weapons with in the 1980's to fight against Iran.) Then in 1991, we ended up going against him to liberate Kuwait; and since then we haven't been fans of him. Iraq actually had nothing to do with 9/11. Nobody that was from Iraq attacked us or threatened to do so. (Saddam and Al Qaeda were enemies) So, in 2003 we attacked Iraq claiming that someday Saddam may be a threat to us or provide another country/group with weapons and such to do bad things to us. Some believed, and convinced many, that he was making weapons of mass destruction, which was never proven. So we went to Iraq and attacked them for no reason; they didn't attack or threaten us at all. The Al Qaeda group (in Iraq) that exists today didn't even start until after this war began. It's not right, nor logical.
Mr. Hanson also was saying that the middle easterners are out of their minds, and perform sneaky attacks. That statement had nothing to do with Veteran's Day and what this ceremony was supposed to be about, but it also ignores how the U.S. fights. The whole speech altogether was just a speech saying how horrible and malicious the middle eastern people are and how honorable and great we as the U.S. are. Looking at what really happened, it is we, the U.S. who should be held responsible for this war. We started this conflict, not Iraq.
Mr. Hanson Sr. is a great guy, he should have honored the veterans and their service instead of turning a day that is supposed to be about honor into a justification of an unjustified war.
Mr. Hanson had been talking about how, in a previous speech, he stereotyped the middle-east in to something "bad." Throughout this year's speech, the middle-east was brought up yet again in the same sense. Overall, he was saying how the Iraq War was justified and that it's all their fault. What really happened? Well...
On September 11, 2001, 19 people from the group Al Qaeda hijacked 4 planes and attacked the U.S. It was completely unjustified. Then, we went to war with Afghanistan because we didn't understand why they would allow a terrorist group into their country. In 2002, Bush gave a speech in which he referred to Iraq as part of the "Axis of Evil." At this time, Iraq was ruled by a dictatorship, the dictator being Saddam Hussein (Who we supplied weapons with in the 1980's to fight against Iran.) Then in 1991, we ended up going against him to liberate Kuwait; and since then we haven't been fans of him. Iraq actually had nothing to do with 9/11. Nobody that was from Iraq attacked us or threatened to do so. (Saddam and Al Qaeda were enemies) So, in 2003 we attacked Iraq claiming that someday Saddam may be a threat to us or provide another country/group with weapons and such to do bad things to us. Some believed, and convinced many, that he was making weapons of mass destruction, which was never proven. So we went to Iraq and attacked them for no reason; they didn't attack or threaten us at all. The Al Qaeda group (in Iraq) that exists today didn't even start until after this war began. It's not right, nor logical.
Mr. Hanson also was saying that the middle easterners are out of their minds, and perform sneaky attacks. That statement had nothing to do with Veteran's Day and what this ceremony was supposed to be about, but it also ignores how the U.S. fights. The whole speech altogether was just a speech saying how horrible and malicious the middle eastern people are and how honorable and great we as the U.S. are. Looking at what really happened, it is we, the U.S. who should be held responsible for this war. We started this conflict, not Iraq.
Mr. Hanson Sr. is a great guy, he should have honored the veterans and their service instead of turning a day that is supposed to be about honor into a justification of an unjustified war.
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