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.
Friday, December 11, 2009
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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