Got back from soccer practice about 20 minutes ago. It started at 6:30, and though it is a Saturday morning; I play soccer for fun, so I loved it. And I thought that everybody else on my team did too. But only I and three others showed up.
Where is the passion? Where is the love? It seems that most people don’t really DO things for fun. They only do things because they are required. Looking at the book that I have to read for Honors English (Great Expectations), the only way I am going to get it is if I want to read it. So far, I don’t really understand what is happening, even though I am seven chapters in.
I have made a goal. And I would love to share it. I have been giving a half-hearted attempt to "Love More". But, in the optimistic rave that I am on right now, I am going to do better than ever.
I also invite whoever is reading this blog (probably nobody, unless Thompson takes the time) to join me in my effort to "Love More".
To "Love More" doesn't only mean to love the things that you already like. It also means to love the things you HATE. After a while, they won’t be things you hate; which is the outcome I am hoping for because I hate so many things.
Is it even possible to start to like something you absolutely loath? I would say YES. It has already started to happen for me. Annoying people, just annoy me. But since I have wanted to love more, I have actually made some new friends. Another thing; I hate to work out. I then thought about how soccer is working out, and now I like it. I like it also because I have this huge fear of getting fat. I hate eating healthy, and along with my fear, and some delicious concoctions that I have eaten lately, I have been able to like to eat healthy foods, some of the time. Since I can’t think of anymore things that I have come to like, I will move on.
So, other than liking things you hate. “Love More” can also be loving things you like. For example, I love hanging out with people. Every time I am with anyone, I want to make every time the sickest time yet. I love soccer, and so I show up to the early morning stuff, and I work on soccer when I am at home, so then I am better, which results in me loving it more when I play. I like it when my mom is happy, so then I work (making me like working) so that she is then happy.
So, I have officially run out of things to say. But I would suggest to you to join me in this “goal” of mine. If you like happy people, be happy because then they will be happy, and the world will be a better place. (:
Saturday, January 28, 2012
Saturday, January 21, 2012
Why wouldn't Peter Pan want to grow up?
No, I did not just watch the movie. I was just thinking about how I am kind of nervous for growing up. Life is pretty great as a teenager. The only real struggles that I have would be that my parents don't let me go and hangout with my friends, and there is some monsterous assignments assigned in school. There is a long list of advantages for why you would WANT to grow up; but instead of focusing on that, I want to focus on why you wouldn't want to grow up.
The first and most prominant reason is that a job is required. Which would mean stress, and long days...every day. Not that school doesn't do that already. But, a job will probably be more important to do good at. All the bills and taxes and payments that they have to make are headache worthy. Not only are my nessesities taken care of by my parents, but also the things that I want. They pay for recreation, parties for me, new stuff... etc. And even if I do have to do a few chores to earn some money, it is never an unreasonable or even difficult amout. Yesterday, I wanted to go to Get Air, and I didn't have any money. My friends Mom (not even my Mom) had me vacuum their house and I got 10 dollars. If the job that I get pays that good, I am absolutely fine doing that! Vacuuming is so easy! But even I know that the jobs that pay the best aren't that easy. The jobs that I want aren't that easy.
Kids. Now, I am not saying that I don't want/like kids. But they take up so much of your time. When people grow up and have children, it's like they go through a total change. They know longer spend their time sitting around eating and watching TV (although there are plenty of grown ups who do that, but look how far they have gotten in life...Not very). Once kids are in the picture, that is your life. You can't run away from that, unless you want to be a total horrible person that everybody hates and you will go to jail for neglegence. But, I might actually eb excited for parenthood. I love babies so much.
When you are grown up, you aren't aloud to eat all the food out of the cupboard anymore a stay a healthy, skinny size. If you can find the time to work out when you are grown up, you have to do a lot of it. And if you can't, you deal with being fat. That is a big reason I do not want to grow up. I will have to keep track of my diet. And since I probably wont be in soccer anymore, due to children, I will have to work out on my own; and that is totallly boring.
Old people can't help it. When you get older, you get ugly. You get wrinkles, and droopy eyes, and squeaky limbs, and discolored skin from all the fun you had when you were young, being tanned from the sun. Not to mention the hair thinning and loss, and teeth falling out. When I was in California, there was a museum that we went to, and it had a booth that would take your picture and "age" you. Let't just say EWW.
In conclusion, Peter Pan doesn't have such a bad idea of staying young forever. I have the life!!!
The first and most prominant reason is that a job is required. Which would mean stress, and long days...every day. Not that school doesn't do that already. But, a job will probably be more important to do good at. All the bills and taxes and payments that they have to make are headache worthy. Not only are my nessesities taken care of by my parents, but also the things that I want. They pay for recreation, parties for me, new stuff... etc. And even if I do have to do a few chores to earn some money, it is never an unreasonable or even difficult amout. Yesterday, I wanted to go to Get Air, and I didn't have any money. My friends Mom (not even my Mom) had me vacuum their house and I got 10 dollars. If the job that I get pays that good, I am absolutely fine doing that! Vacuuming is so easy! But even I know that the jobs that pay the best aren't that easy. The jobs that I want aren't that easy.
Kids. Now, I am not saying that I don't want/like kids. But they take up so much of your time. When people grow up and have children, it's like they go through a total change. They know longer spend their time sitting around eating and watching TV (although there are plenty of grown ups who do that, but look how far they have gotten in life...Not very). Once kids are in the picture, that is your life. You can't run away from that, unless you want to be a total horrible person that everybody hates and you will go to jail for neglegence. But, I might actually eb excited for parenthood. I love babies so much.
When you are grown up, you aren't aloud to eat all the food out of the cupboard anymore a stay a healthy, skinny size. If you can find the time to work out when you are grown up, you have to do a lot of it. And if you can't, you deal with being fat. That is a big reason I do not want to grow up. I will have to keep track of my diet. And since I probably wont be in soccer anymore, due to children, I will have to work out on my own; and that is totallly boring.
Old people can't help it. When you get older, you get ugly. You get wrinkles, and droopy eyes, and squeaky limbs, and discolored skin from all the fun you had when you were young, being tanned from the sun. Not to mention the hair thinning and loss, and teeth falling out. When I was in California, there was a museum that we went to, and it had a booth that would take your picture and "age" you. Let't just say EWW.
In conclusion, Peter Pan doesn't have such a bad idea of staying young forever. I have the life!!!
Thursday, January 12, 2012
My Book Report on October Sky
Since I am going to mesquite this weekend, I will not have time to write a sophisticated blog post. So, for your enjoyment, here is a book report that I wrote a long time ago.
In the early 1950's rocket launching was something that was just a mere dream of a few West Virginia "nerd" teenagers. Thought only reachable by the Russians, the BMCA (Big Creek Missile Agency)took up to challenge the dream. It is easy to get caught up in the "blast-off" of "October Sky: A Memoir". This book seemed a threat to my regular read. 428 pages sounded like an unreadable amount. Once I got reading, I enjoyed it. I would recommend this book to any science loving readers.
"Sonny" Hickman doesn't have much of a future percieved for him. His brother, Jim, seemed to have it set out for him. Jim was on the football team, always had a date, and was exceptionally stylish. Sonny, on the other hand, was the definition of a wimp. He never seemed to get the girl he wanted, he read bookshelves full of books, teachers loved him, and he was destined to be another of the mine workers, like every other man in coal wood. He father was the mine superintendint, and took his job very seriously. His dad never seemed to like Sonny. Always Jim. Things were as dull as ever when the Russians sent "Sputnik" into space. Sonny and his group of friends; Roy Lee, Quentin, Sherman, O'Dell and Billy decided that they would start builing rockets. A lot of failures followed. They even blew up Sonny's moms rose fence. The whole town of Coalwood was against them. Before they would succeed with gaining any ground they would have to trade, blow up, and ruin a lot of things. Soon enough, they started to gain air. At one point, Sonny decides to give up building rockets because of the death of his friend. The boys teach themselves trigonometrey, and then calculus to make their launchings more successful. In the end, they enter the science fair. They win at National Levels and they all move on to greater things.
I usually wouldn't think of reading a book about rockets. But this book gave me a new love for the science of it. I would have never guessed that I could become interested in it, and I'm pleased that we read this for my science class. I liked the way that it was told. I liked how well descibed the feelings of Sonny were (you'd hope they would be since this book was written by the one and only Homer Hickman Jr {Sonny}). I didn't like how slow moving it was at first. If this wasn't required I probably would have put the book down after the first few pages.
This book turned out to be a good book, and I'm happy that I read past the first few pages. I would recommend this book to anybody who loves science and is interested in learning new things. But don't get me wrong; even though this book was scientific, it was exciting and kept you on your toes
In the early 1950's rocket launching was something that was just a mere dream of a few West Virginia "nerd" teenagers. Thought only reachable by the Russians, the BMCA (Big Creek Missile Agency)took up to challenge the dream. It is easy to get caught up in the "blast-off" of "October Sky: A Memoir". This book seemed a threat to my regular read. 428 pages sounded like an unreadable amount. Once I got reading, I enjoyed it. I would recommend this book to any science loving readers.
"Sonny" Hickman doesn't have much of a future percieved for him. His brother, Jim, seemed to have it set out for him. Jim was on the football team, always had a date, and was exceptionally stylish. Sonny, on the other hand, was the definition of a wimp. He never seemed to get the girl he wanted, he read bookshelves full of books, teachers loved him, and he was destined to be another of the mine workers, like every other man in coal wood. He father was the mine superintendint, and took his job very seriously. His dad never seemed to like Sonny. Always Jim. Things were as dull as ever when the Russians sent "Sputnik" into space. Sonny and his group of friends; Roy Lee, Quentin, Sherman, O'Dell and Billy decided that they would start builing rockets. A lot of failures followed. They even blew up Sonny's moms rose fence. The whole town of Coalwood was against them. Before they would succeed with gaining any ground they would have to trade, blow up, and ruin a lot of things. Soon enough, they started to gain air. At one point, Sonny decides to give up building rockets because of the death of his friend. The boys teach themselves trigonometrey, and then calculus to make their launchings more successful. In the end, they enter the science fair. They win at National Levels and they all move on to greater things.
I usually wouldn't think of reading a book about rockets. But this book gave me a new love for the science of it. I would have never guessed that I could become interested in it, and I'm pleased that we read this for my science class. I liked the way that it was told. I liked how well descibed the feelings of Sonny were (you'd hope they would be since this book was written by the one and only Homer Hickman Jr {Sonny}). I didn't like how slow moving it was at first. If this wasn't required I probably would have put the book down after the first few pages.
This book turned out to be a good book, and I'm happy that I read past the first few pages. I would recommend this book to anybody who loves science and is interested in learning new things. But don't get me wrong; even though this book was scientific, it was exciting and kept you on your toes
Tuesday, January 10, 2012
Oh no!
I constantly forget things. It is such a big problem that is always been a dilemma with me. For example, I forgot to post my blog! I thought, well, it doesn't matter. One day wont hurt. But that would cause me to get more raveled up in problems. It is a kin to smoking. If you start, you wont stop! On the subject of smoking, I hate that smell! When people smoke, I wish that they would just wash their clothes. Or does the smell just stay?
To complete 500 (Oh and please, please count this as last week! The 8th)
You would never think that one baseball game could effect the rest of your life. Or that someone you thought could easily be your worst enemy at first, could turn out being your best friend. In "The Chosen" by Chaim Potok, just that happened. This book wasn't my favorite, because of the creepy "bromantical" tint it had on it. Lines such as "Danny and I were together almost everyday during the first month of that summer" and "And then I was crying too, crying with Danny, silently, for his pain and for the years of his suffering, knowing that I loved him..." had me alittle giggly. Boy? Loving a.. BOY? How outrageous. But, no, they were best friends. So it is alright.
Reuven Malter is a jew who liked to play baseball and lives with his father. One day, Reuvens baseball team plays the challenging, unfamiliar, team of Danny Saunders. During a play, Danny hits the ball and it smacks Reuven in the face, which shatters his glasses and a piece of glass gets in his eye. When he goes to the hospital he meets two interesting characters that he makes friendships with. Danny tries to come and apologize, gets rejected the first time, but then the second. Little did they know that that one silly ball game would lead to a friendship that effects both of their lives forever.They end up graduating highschool together and attending the same college. At one point, Reuven moves in with Danny because his father has a heart attack. Reuven is very good at math, but choses to become a rabbi instead. Though Danny is traditionally suppose to have the role of a tzaddic inheirited to him, he instead goes into the field of physcology.
This book is taking place during the end of World War 2. Because of Reuven's dad, Reuven and Danny are forbidden from seeing eachother for a while. The theme of this book, well, there are actually many. But the main one would be "always be willing to get to know someone, because you never know what a great friend they could turn out to be. If I were to recommend this book to anybody, I would recommend it to anybody beyond the age of 12; mainly because the book is hard to follow at some points. Something different about this book is that it doesn't show the different chapter pages in the table of contents, even though there are different chapters. It also splits the book up into different "books" where it doesn't really make sense to. Since it is in the middle of the story, and it is all contained within one book.
To complete 500 (Oh and please, please count this as last week! The 8th)
You would never think that one baseball game could effect the rest of your life. Or that someone you thought could easily be your worst enemy at first, could turn out being your best friend. In "The Chosen" by Chaim Potok, just that happened. This book wasn't my favorite, because of the creepy "bromantical" tint it had on it. Lines such as "Danny and I were together almost everyday during the first month of that summer" and "And then I was crying too, crying with Danny, silently, for his pain and for the years of his suffering, knowing that I loved him..." had me alittle giggly. Boy? Loving a.. BOY? How outrageous. But, no, they were best friends. So it is alright.
Reuven Malter is a jew who liked to play baseball and lives with his father. One day, Reuvens baseball team plays the challenging, unfamiliar, team of Danny Saunders. During a play, Danny hits the ball and it smacks Reuven in the face, which shatters his glasses and a piece of glass gets in his eye. When he goes to the hospital he meets two interesting characters that he makes friendships with. Danny tries to come and apologize, gets rejected the first time, but then the second. Little did they know that that one silly ball game would lead to a friendship that effects both of their lives forever.They end up graduating highschool together and attending the same college. At one point, Reuven moves in with Danny because his father has a heart attack. Reuven is very good at math, but choses to become a rabbi instead. Though Danny is traditionally suppose to have the role of a tzaddic inheirited to him, he instead goes into the field of physcology.
This book is taking place during the end of World War 2. Because of Reuven's dad, Reuven and Danny are forbidden from seeing eachother for a while. The theme of this book, well, there are actually many. But the main one would be "always be willing to get to know someone, because you never know what a great friend they could turn out to be. If I were to recommend this book to anybody, I would recommend it to anybody beyond the age of 12; mainly because the book is hard to follow at some points. Something different about this book is that it doesn't show the different chapter pages in the table of contents, even though there are different chapters. It also splits the book up into different "books" where it doesn't really make sense to. Since it is in the middle of the story, and it is all contained within one book.
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