Random Ramblings
Today was pretty unproductive for me, not unusually so, but just as vexing.
I had the strangest dream last night: I found out I would slowly and painfully die of this rare disease. This woman came to me and offered me a set of four pills that, if taken, would kill me. So I took the pills and prepared for my last day of living, but it was a depressing end, and I couldn’t get a hold of anyone to wish them farewell. I took the first pill but chickened out on the others; the result was a stop on the blood flow to parts of my body (my leg turned entirely blue) with my heart beat increasing three times or so its average speed. Creepy. Sad. And when I woke up this morning, for a millisecond I thought I was dead!
Oh, and I don’t know whether this was the same dream or a different crazy anecdote, but at one point I was stuck in a whale (think Pinocchio) with my family and friend. Honestly, I don’t know where my mind comes up with this stuff…
My mom was messing about in the yard today and found a full pack of cigarettes and two lighters hidden in a crack of the birdbath. We live on the corner where the bus comes every morning, so we figure it’s some kiddies who had to rid themselves of the evidence (Not like you can’t smell them; I’ve never figured out how teenagers don’t get that.). What is it next, kids? Marijuana? I know the park is where a lot of people stash their treasure, but come on, would you mind leaving it off my premises? It was kind of fun thinking of how to punish them. I opted for throwing it away and leaving a note in its place to scare the shit out of them, but my mom thought it would anger them less if she just so happened to let the sprinkler water the area enough to ruin them. Heh.
Ah crap. I just realized I don’t have my glasses with me. I swear I’m going to go blind by how often I wear my contacts!
I have a paper to write, but I’m having a hard time picking a topic. It’s not that I can’t think of a topic; I can’t narrow it down to one. It’s about defining/redefining/examining values and here’s a few of my ideas:
1. The value of American Baseball (Blah. Don’t think it’s gonna be that.)
2. The value in SATs is overrated. (Very plausible topic as I have lot to say about it. But I wonder if I can find enough other sources for it…)
3. Redefining values: more and more people say living together is imperative to a good marriage in modern society, despite traditions. What does this mean to today’s society and is it right or wrong? (I probably won’t write about this, even though I’m interested in it, because I don’t know what to think of it myself-which isn’t good when the paper is about taking a stance!)
So yea, must work on this. My grandmother is fangirling over the Astros in the background. I’d rather hear her cheering than screaming, but it’s making it difficult to think.
I had the strangest dream last night: I found out I would slowly and painfully die of this rare disease. This woman came to me and offered me a set of four pills that, if taken, would kill me. So I took the pills and prepared for my last day of living, but it was a depressing end, and I couldn’t get a hold of anyone to wish them farewell. I took the first pill but chickened out on the others; the result was a stop on the blood flow to parts of my body (my leg turned entirely blue) with my heart beat increasing three times or so its average speed. Creepy. Sad. And when I woke up this morning, for a millisecond I thought I was dead!
Oh, and I don’t know whether this was the same dream or a different crazy anecdote, but at one point I was stuck in a whale (think Pinocchio) with my family and friend. Honestly, I don’t know where my mind comes up with this stuff…
My mom was messing about in the yard today and found a full pack of cigarettes and two lighters hidden in a crack of the birdbath. We live on the corner where the bus comes every morning, so we figure it’s some kiddies who had to rid themselves of the evidence (Not like you can’t smell them; I’ve never figured out how teenagers don’t get that.). What is it next, kids? Marijuana? I know the park is where a lot of people stash their treasure, but come on, would you mind leaving it off my premises? It was kind of fun thinking of how to punish them. I opted for throwing it away and leaving a note in its place to scare the shit out of them, but my mom thought it would anger them less if she just so happened to let the sprinkler water the area enough to ruin them. Heh.
Ah crap. I just realized I don’t have my glasses with me. I swear I’m going to go blind by how often I wear my contacts!
I have a paper to write, but I’m having a hard time picking a topic. It’s not that I can’t think of a topic; I can’t narrow it down to one. It’s about defining/redefining/examining values and here’s a few of my ideas:
1. The value of American Baseball (Blah. Don’t think it’s gonna be that.)
2. The value in SATs is overrated. (Very plausible topic as I have lot to say about it. But I wonder if I can find enough other sources for it…)
3. Redefining values: more and more people say living together is imperative to a good marriage in modern society, despite traditions. What does this mean to today’s society and is it right or wrong? (I probably won’t write about this, even though I’m interested in it, because I don’t know what to think of it myself-which isn’t good when the paper is about taking a stance!)
So yea, must work on this. My grandmother is fangirling over the Astros in the background. I’d rather hear her cheering than screaming, but it’s making it difficult to think.