Tuesday, November 25, 2008
It is Monday night at 8, homework, is either complete or pushed to the side, and the TV is turned on. So what do you watch? There is Prison Break, which should have neded afte its first season. CBS and CW comedies, which are some what enjoyable. Dancing With the Stars on ABC, which if you have seen one season you have seen them all. Or Chuck on NBC. Chuck is what some would call a dramedy, which is a mix of drama and comedy. It has action, suspense, humor, and good fun all around. Chuck is about a guy named, well, Chuck. He is a computer geek working for the nerd herd, when one night his ex-college roomate sends him an e-mail. When Chuck opens this e-mail he instantly learns all of the govenrments secrets which are encoded within millions of images. Now at any moment, the smallest thing can set Chuck's brain into full throttle. Chuck doens't understand what has happened to him, but when he meets up with undercover spies from the CIA, he quickly learns just how valuable he is. Each episode shows Chuck working with the undercover spies helping to bring down terrorist groups and other sneaky bad guys. Chuck is definently one of the better shows out there this fall season. SO WATCH IT, while its still around.
I often think about how my life was 15 years ago. It was so simple. My Granny was still alive. She was the sweetest woman I've ever known. She loved me so much and i loved going over to see her. She was always prepared to make me some soup or mayonnaise and crackers, mmmmm. I remember when she had her knee surgery she had to live with us, since my drunk uncle of couldn't take proper care of her. I stayed by her bedside, getting her whatever she needed. She called me her little doctor. Maybe thats why i always have the constant urge to fix things, solve problems, repair relationships. When she died I was one said eight year old. I always felt that song, "holes in the floor of heaven," was about me. I'm pretty sure I cried for two days straight, and the worst part was that i hadn't been allowed to see her one last time. Instead my nanny picked me up from the babysitter and told me my parents were at the hospital and I couldn't go. That night i fell asleep in my parents bed, hugging Mr. Bear as tight as possible. The next morning when I woke up, i saw my parents coming towards their room. As soon as i saw them, their faces said it all. I began to cry. I often wonder if she hadn't died, what she would think of me now? Would she be proud? Would she approve of me? Would I have turned out differently if she had been there all of my life. I still miss her. I can't believe its been 10 years. Life has gotten a lot more complicated. Life has become busy, filled with appointments and deadlines. Life has become about working hard in order to see the ones you love. Maybe one day I'll get to see my Granny again. It's a nice thought. Although every time it rains, I know it's just my granny, looking down, wishing she could be here now. Like I said, it's a nice thought. It's a nice thought.
Wednesday, November 5, 2008
Goose bumps. A tingling. The feeling of something great happening. The feeling of experiencing something great happening. These were the feelings I felt as Obama gave his victory speech. He truly is an amazing man. I know many people have different opinions of our next president, but as he said he is your president, and he wants to help everyone. Not only is this moment great, because I truly believe that America has made the right choice, but because it shows how far our nation has come. Even though we still have a ways to go, this shows the world that we can look past race, and see someone for how great they really are. I'm not saying that if you voted for McCain and you're white you're racist. Thats incredibly stupid to say. McCain is a great man, i can admit that and I know he has served our country in so many ways. This moment that I'm in, I will remember it forever. This moment in our nation, is a great moment and it should mean something to everyone. We live in a great nation, that only continues to get better. I know that with Obama as President we can do anything, "Yes We Can." President Obama "Yes We Can."
Saturday, November 1, 2008
The other day someone asked me what time was. I thought, "Time is always racing towards us," "Never ending," and "never late." Since they asked me that question, I have begun to think about my life corresponding with time. I realized that my life is going by so fast. It feels like yesterday I was a senior in High School, having an awesome year with my amazing friends, and that I had my life all figured out. Now I'm a sophomore in college, far away from those amazing friends, but with new amazing friends none-the-less, and I don't have everything figured out. I think that it's best that way some how. If my life was figured out it would be so boring, with no surprises. I just wish that it would slow down, and that deadlines would become more sparse. They play a big part in making time fly. If only weekends could last forever. If only now could last forever. I'm not afraid to get old, youth is internal, I just don't want more responsibility. I want to always think positive and have hope for a brighter future. Now, right now, anything feels possible. I will be a successful journalist. I will create a successful television show. I will do great things. As time passes we lose that hope. That hope of all things being possible, and that if we truly believe in it we can do it. thats why I'm taking it slow. That's why I'm going to take it all in. Thats why I'm not going to let it pass, but instead I'm going to enjoy time, while it's still in reach. This is my time.