This is what happens when you're bored at school, sitting in the library before Spring Break, and doing the grand pastime of people watching.
I'm sitting in the library at Bethel and can't think of anything to write.
I like people watching. Maybe I'll do that.
The majority of people at the computer lab are males and about 80% of them have what I would consider short hair. One has glasses.
Most of the girls are on the other side of the individual computer stations where the slower and older computers are located. Whenever they stand up I can see them walk around.
I've heard the beeper at the entrance of the library about three times since I got here a little over an hour ago, which is a little out of the ordinary. A lot of people must be trying to steal books today. It is a lot louder than I recall in the past because I can hear it over my Avett Brothers music playing through my headphones.
Nothing exciting is happening or worth noting.
Writer's block.
School is about a month and a half away. For some odd reason I am excited to go back to school. I don't know why. Maybe because it is 2:30am when I finally finished this draft or maybe it's because I did a bunch of internship homework the past two nights. Anyways, the senior year ahead should be interesting as to what the future holds for me.
By the looks of it, I won't be following in my brothers footsteps of marrying the weekend after I graduate (shout-out to you big bro) and that is ok with me. The future doesn't seem scary to me right now in this moment. I am not sure what I want to do for a career and that doesn't scare me. It's a relief to me, who usually hides away when thinking about the future.
June 29, 2011
June 25, 2011
June 22, 2011
Last Minutes with Oden
My eyes get dried out sometimes, especially this summer.
My mom says it is because of allergies. I haven't accepted this truth yet.
When my eyes get dried out I would rub them and splash water on them until the itch stopped.
Now I watch this video because it makes me cry every time.
Every time.
I don't know the man in the video.
I've never owned a dog.
But it strikes something deep inside.
Something that you feel.
His insights about God are amazing too.
Oden had a universal job, and like he said, his job was done. His friends would sit on the couch in pain and Oden would just be there friend. His whole job was just serving. Oden taught us love.
If only we could be more like Oden.
June 18, 2011
June 15, 2011
Rush Hour Traffic
For time reference: This happened like mid-May
I was driving back to school after coaching a baseball game and I decided to take another way back just for fun.
Mistake 1: I drove back on interstate 94 during rush hour traffic.
Mistake 2: I had to take an exit next to University Avenue where road construction is making way for light rail.
Mistake 3: We lost the baseball game so I was pretty frustrated and stressed out. (not really a mistake, but a contributing factor)
Traffic was backed up, I was getting inpatient and frazzled with everything going on with the day. I was switching lanes getting ready to exit when all of a sudden everyone started moving like crazy, getting into the shoulder, making room for something.
There was an ambulance trying to weave through traffic. I thought: What could be more stressful than that?
After the ambulance passed I realized something.
Everyone in traffic knew that they didn't have it as bad as the ambulance. Whatever the ambulance was doing was far superior than their priorities. So, we, as a group, got out of the way to make way for what's more important. My frustrations were lifted after that, everything seemed a little better.
The rest of the drive didn't go so well, after weaving through multiple parking lots and construction zones I finally made it back to school.
I promised myself to keep consistent and stay away from that area for a long time.
I was driving back to school after coaching a baseball game and I decided to take another way back just for fun.
Mistake 1: I drove back on interstate 94 during rush hour traffic.
Mistake 2: I had to take an exit next to University Avenue where road construction is making way for light rail.
Mistake 3: We lost the baseball game so I was pretty frustrated and stressed out. (not really a mistake, but a contributing factor)
Traffic was backed up, I was getting inpatient and frazzled with everything going on with the day. I was switching lanes getting ready to exit when all of a sudden everyone started moving like crazy, getting into the shoulder, making room for something.
There was an ambulance trying to weave through traffic. I thought: What could be more stressful than that?
After the ambulance passed I realized something.
Everyone in traffic knew that they didn't have it as bad as the ambulance. Whatever the ambulance was doing was far superior than their priorities. So, we, as a group, got out of the way to make way for what's more important. My frustrations were lifted after that, everything seemed a little better.
The rest of the drive didn't go so well, after weaving through multiple parking lots and construction zones I finally made it back to school.
I promised myself to keep consistent and stay away from that area for a long time.
June 11, 2011
Song of the Week 6-11-11
A friend of mine says you don't really know someone until you see them cry, laugh, and get angry. Each one of those may be meeting them for the first time. Through hardships and pain is when we seem to grow closer to one another.
June 08, 2011
Boats
I don't really like boats.
I've never really enjoy being out on the water.
Not a big swimmer either.
So when I go to my cabin on a lake I usually end up being peer pressured into going into the boat and doing some water activity.
It was like this awhile ago.
The water was freezing cold due to the long winter but we went out anyway and I went with them, but only to observe.
So I was all bundled up on the boat, preparing for the worst, and I realized something.
It's not the water activity that makes it fun, it's the people on the boat. This, I realized, is probably the biggest reason I go onto the boat. To commune with my friends and family; to interact and tell stories later.
I think that's why it's worth jumping on the boat.
I still don't really like boating or water activities all that much. It is repetitive and contained. But the people on the boat is different, the time on the boat is different, which in turn makes the story of the boat different, un-repetitive, and un-contained.
So bring on the boat, and the activities to follow.
To the Black Pearl, or the U.S.S. George Bush, or whatever my friends call it now-a-days.
I've never really enjoy being out on the water.
Not a big swimmer either.
So when I go to my cabin on a lake I usually end up being peer pressured into going into the boat and doing some water activity.
It was like this awhile ago.
The water was freezing cold due to the long winter but we went out anyway and I went with them, but only to observe.
So I was all bundled up on the boat, preparing for the worst, and I realized something.
It's not the water activity that makes it fun, it's the people on the boat. This, I realized, is probably the biggest reason I go onto the boat. To commune with my friends and family; to interact and tell stories later.
I think that's why it's worth jumping on the boat.
I still don't really like boating or water activities all that much. It is repetitive and contained. But the people on the boat is different, the time on the boat is different, which in turn makes the story of the boat different, un-repetitive, and un-contained.
So bring on the boat, and the activities to follow.
To the Black Pearl, or the U.S.S. George Bush, or whatever my friends call it now-a-days.
June 04, 2011
June 01, 2011
Without Facebook
I've been without facebook for about a month.
I deactivated, aptly named the "super log-off," my account for the summer. At least, the summer is my goal.
Facebook, or what I call "The Facebook"(extra emphasis on The) or "Book of Faces", has not been a huge temptation for me yet.
I am surprised by this because I thought it would be much worse.
I think the transition out of it was easy because at the time my schedule was so busy.
The reason I deactivated is because it was a goal of mine made on my 21st birthday.
My friends have supported me on this decision, which is nice.
Some things are a little harder. I've been sending more texts messages. I feel slightly less connected to people, but nothing significant.
Still have the twitter.
I deactivated, aptly named the "super log-off," my account for the summer. At least, the summer is my goal.
Facebook, or what I call "The Facebook"(extra emphasis on The) or "Book of Faces", has not been a huge temptation for me yet.
I am surprised by this because I thought it would be much worse.
I think the transition out of it was easy because at the time my schedule was so busy.
The reason I deactivated is because it was a goal of mine made on my 21st birthday.
My friends have supported me on this decision, which is nice.
Some things are a little harder. I've been sending more texts messages. I feel slightly less connected to people, but nothing significant.
Still have the twitter.
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