Tuesday, February 28, 2006

When we run out of real news....Bush 'waving when fell off bike'

So, what happens when we run out of real news: we talk about old news, when our honored president falls off his bike and hits an officer. LaTiDa. More articles on the side about Bush's bruises and choking scare as well as when he fell off the Segway. Terrible now.

Shouldn't they be discussing something important?

BBC NEWS | Americas | Bush 'waving when fell off bike'

Sunday, February 26, 2006

Jack and Diane

Some songs you just love, love to appreciate, really enjoy.

"Oh yeah life goes on
Long after the thrill of livin is gone
Oh yeah say life goes on
Long after the thrill of livin is gone, they walk on"

It just is interesting the way music influences life. Some people don't listen, some people don't hear, and others just don't care, but I'm not one of those. Maybe I stand out in my own group, referencing life to music and music to life. Maybe it's outside the realm of normality, or maybe it's a personality trait. I'm not a music expert, but I appreciate what I can.

So it's true, what the music says -- in this case where life does go on.

Saturday, February 18, 2006

It feels like a lifetime

Do you ever stop to think about how time quickly passes. Considering people live to 80 (which is a very low estimate considering I just read an article about how life expectancy is increasing and people will have to retire at 85 and not 65), my life is almost a quarter complete. Not only has it seemed so quick, but it also seems unaccomplished. I'm not talking about the Jane Austen kind of accomplished, because I let that idea go a long time ago, but I mean the accomplished that makes one feel good about themselves. That I've done well in life and am overall happy.

I get myself into a variety of messes all of my own accord, and this just makes it all the worse. I never imagined life unfolding in this very way. I think I've now just come to the conclusion of settlement, that it'll all be all right in the end, that it really doesn't matter and essentially I've turned myself off from feeling. At least for the most part.

So does this mean life is long or life is short?

All this makes me think of those that die young. How does the song go again? Only the good die young? Hm. Why? Why should their lives be so short, and the idea itself just makes me sad. All those people dying of hunger, from nature, from accidents, etc, and they can't go on with life.

Thursday, February 02, 2006

sleepy vs. sleep

Ah. Tiredness, a personal friend of mine. And how that I've finally got my rest, what's there to do? Still fall asleep all the time? It really is just strange. Spending lunchtime doing the homework I had forgotten/not remembered becuase I missed that part of class wasn't the best thing either. If only.

If only I could be awake - really awake and observe without the tiredness.

So goodbye old friend, and I do hope to never see you again.