Some of my Past

TUESDAY, FEBRUARY 14, 2012

Reborn

               So fighting with ones parents may be what teens do by nature but it takes adults to talk problems out and make things work again . That's where most of the time has go the last three days. Things are not perfect but with a lot of work and a little luck, [ :) ]  anything is possible. So next time you fight with a loved one just remember that cooling off and talking out like mature adults is the better route. Oh, be careful what you say, words really do hurt a lot.


SUNDAY, FEBRUARY 12, 2012

Horrific Trifecta

"There are only two ways to live your life. One is as though nothing is a miracle. The other is as though everything is a miracle."  Albert Einstein

               So living life like nothing is a miracle is not a great way to live but, if you live to see everything as a miracle gives  live so many more colors to everything. I truthfully believe that you cannot live while living as though everything is a miracle because not everything is a miracle in less you make it out to be. Basically I have had the worst Wednesday, Thursday, Friday combo ever. Wednesday started out me writing in my zero hour English class to pass the time, ironically I had just not turned in my first essay of the semester. So passing that class for mid-terms was out of the picture. To make it worse I felt like I let my English teacher down more than myself. She went on to have us "color" the essay, by that I mean highlight lots of the paper different color for each part; topic sentence, transitions, even goal that we wrote the first day of semester, and then any big changes that we made. So instead of coloring English I wrote and daydreamed about nothing.

               Digital Imaging is the new name of Photography class although the name not be important the fact that I am looking at a computer monitor for an hour cave me a headache only to be worsened by Yearbook where I am Photo Editor. I do like the title don not get me wrong, I spent another hour looking at a monitor and just to top it off 20 or so girls talking about nothing important what so ever. The only real break was third hour T.A., the copy machine may be noisy but, it has a constant beat to it. Forth hour I was really hoping for a test or something that would take the whole 70 minuet class. Luckily we made a poster that had to represent Article 3 of the United States Constitution, lots of thinking and talking was involved. Well fifth hour is just staring at a computer screen reading Macbeth. By the way is very dry and boring for my taste. So yes, that class greatly contributed to my massive headache. That is only the start of the first half of the first day of this Horrific Trifecta.

              Sleeping soundly hoping the headache would drift of like a sailboat. My dad storms in yelling about lots of things that I don not really remember(blame the headache) but, I do remember me asking him a lot to stop the yelling and that only got me more yelling. We had a fight I half left half got kicked out and I realized that I had lost everything my one true companion, which in about two hours or so I find out is missing, my dog Rocky whom by the way means more than the world to me and my camera. That seems kind of sill to be missing the camera the most but it is my passion to take pictures. That is how my Wednesday when, and ended with me falling asleep on a couch not knowing if my Rocky would be okay that night.

"Knowing your own darkness is the best method for dealing with the darkness of other people." C.G. Jung

              No sleep meant for the start of a very bad Thursday. Not wanting to show true emotion I oped out of school and spent the day at a house, alone. It was undoubtedly the most boring day ever.


SUNDAY, FEBRUARY 5, 2012

Friday and Saturday 2/3-2/4/2012

Friday and Saturday well are kind of one day for me(based on the hours I was awake and asleep). IT was a long and odd time, got into trouble, bought a macro flash for my camera, and played some MW2 with old friends.  Even took a few pictures playing with the new R1 flash. Spent to much time playing with the pictures I took, and even more time on SodaHead trying to talk with closed minded people. Sometimes its really funny, realizing that someone can be totally for/against something but not even be willing to listen to the other side of the story and how it affects other people around them. Even little things like speeding in school zones; I really don't care if you're doing 65mph in a 45mph or 90mph in a 60mph, but with the speed limit is 35mph you better not be going any faster than that. It is just not right to speed in a school zone or even residential. Wow, kind of turned in to a rant sorry.


FRIDAY, JANUARY 27, 2012

Realization

Sitting here in my zero hour with Hey Monday, Owl City and like artists in my ears I try to write an essay comparing two arguments. Meanwhile I have an idea about my senior project, a large composite photo. Made up of pictures I have taken through out my high school life. That should represent who I am and what it is I love to do. Even though I hang out with classmates in class and at lunch i never really see anyone outside of a school setting. You start to get an alone feeling a lot and it makes it hard to want to even try in school but starting tomorrow I will do my best to get most of that essay written out.


SUNDAY, JANUARY 22, 2012

Nikon School

Spent six hours listening to Reed Hoffmann and Bob Pearson teach me about lighting and a couple other things that I knew already. But I now know that I want a couple more speedlights. Also I really like long sleeve button shirts and a nice tie. Makes one feel like half a million dollars.


THURSDAY, JANUARY 19, 2012

Long Day

So it's a Thursday, my longest school day, eight hours of learning. Well six if you don't count my third hour teachers aid class, where I get my exercise and daily dose of tree killing. Finally feeling more comfortable in my zero hour. We had to move around the room today to learn about different types of fallacies. The best part of my whole day came right about 7:25am. My wife, who recently left school to take online classes, came back to get some pictures and papers that she left behind. It was so great to see her again, she always looks so amazing. God I would love to spend more time with her, I think we might be great friends. Definitely love he so much.

Being an aid for Miss. Kasy is so nice, she's ever so understanding. She's kinda like a school mom everyone knows who she is and she know everyone and most names. She handles so much and does it so well. She makes one of the most boring and tedious classes kind of enjoyable.

Lunch is always the worst, especially if one forgets to make something to eat. I already sit with people that I don't really know. Lunch is already a socially awkward for me. I mean I know how to make friends and everything, I do have friends its just not just not at Hamilton, or even that I spend much time with. I think I may rack my mind up to much on this, but it seams that the people I know at Hamilton just seam to see though me most of the time like I'm not quite there.

Lunch may be the worst part of the day but But my worst class of the day is two hours of working on a computer reading passage after passage. Then taking a twenty five question practise  just to take the same test right after it. It is so frustrating and so hard to concentrate on the classwork. The only relaxing time I have to myself is when I drive home.

Does anyone else ever feel like they are invisible or just avoided in general? That's kind of how a lot of my days are starting to feel.


MONDAY, JANUARY 9, 2012

First Day of Second Semester

So today was the first day back from winter break, and in all I have four new classes/teachers and only two classes/teachers from last semester. So Zero hour came and started out very awkward with one student and I having to back to our old English class room. Looking for our portfolio and folder was easy just a trip to the back of the room while everyone watched, but worse was the search for my yellow folder in an apple box full of colorful folders. We found her folder easy but to uncover mine I had interrupt class and ask Mrs. ApEnglish teacher if she new where it was, just my luck it was right on her keyboard, rest of the class is a breeze. First hour and second hour go by slowly and without event. Third hour and I meet my second new teacher, all I really have to do is sort papers then pass them out, I'm just an aid. After an easy class which requires no brain power off to an brain exhausting U.S. government class. As that class dwindled down I realized that I would have to stay at school for lunch. That's social cruelty for someone like me, see as good as I am with people I really don not like people, but as I sit writing this I feel so alone not being with anyone. Well as awkward as lunch was my lift lab class was even worse, a whole hour of pure nothingness. I mean this first week for we are to have a substitute teacher who does not know the log in for what ever it is we log into. I totally thought this would be more interesting than it sounds but perhaps over time I will capture something worth while.


THURSDAY, OCTOBER 27, 2011

First day back

First day I have attended school in 4 weeks. Today was a lovely day filled full of "Where were you?"s and "I thought you were dead!"s Yes a peaceful day for asking what I missed and what i need to make-up. Thankfully what I missed was not much and seemingly unimportant to my school life. Which translates to I don't have much make-up work to, well, make-up. Night Oh yeah just 4 more full days till night full of Trick-or-Treat.


MONDAY, OCTOBER 24, 2011

Going Home

After almost 60 hours spent in in a hospital bed I'm almost ready to to go home. Papers being signed and approved, and I'll be walking out of the hospital. Room service that has brought me food for breakfast, lunch, and dinner shall be missed. The most enlightening part about this little non-adventure was shown through Nurse Liz, she was undoubtedly the nicest and most helpful person here.