October 31, 2007
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*passing person in hallway* HihowyadoingwhyImdoingfinethanksforaskingokayyouhaveagooddaytoo! *person gone*
*Sees you* Oh hey! I’ve been meaning to talk to you….
Yesterday on my way to class I passed a 35 mph speed limit sign, and then 100 meters later passed a 45 mph speed limit sign. Usually speed limit signs are a significant distance apart along the road, but apparently it was extremely important that people drive 35 mph in that 100 meter stretch.
Recently my friend and I went to Waffle House, and we both ordered coffee along with our food. What I found out is that when you sit at the main counter the waitresses are like coffee hawks, always flying by to refill your mug when you aren’t looking, even when you have only had a sip or two. Once I realized why my coffee cup didn’t seem to be emptying as I drank it, I imagined the scenario where a guy is shaking from all the coffee he’s drank and his friend asks him severely, “How many cups did you have??” The friend, jittery and eyes wide, could then dramatically respond, ”Just one!! It just wouldn’t empty! It was an eternal cup of coffee.”
As I mentioned last post, I went to a symphony on this previous weekend. Two pieces were featured by composers from the Romantic Period, which occupied the first half of the 1800s. One might have wondered going in how seeing the symphony has changed since the 1800s. Your question would have been answered in-between the two pieces when the maestro walked on stage to polite applause, then stopped on the conducting platform, faced the audience, and ensued to announce the score of the in-progress Buckeye football game (“Ohio State 17, Penn State 7″), which was greeted with rapturous applause. He then turned around, and conducted a masterful piece of dramatic music. Announcing the score was nothing less than hilariously out of place.
Geese are just like teenagers. Surrounded by their friends, they slowly cross the street, irrespective of what cars may be speeding at them; which thus shows how they flagrantly ignore authority, unrightfully think the universe revolves around them, and that they think they can just do whatever they want whenever they want.
Well, hey, it was great bumping into you. See ya around?
Comments (7)
That isn’t just teenagers. That’s Americans.
minor thing, but it’s not “teenagers”; it’s “most teenagers”. There are many exceptions. Besides, “teenager” is pretty broad, and there are usually huge differences between a 13 year old and a 19 year old. Though I realize that when people say “teenager” they typically have younger teens in mind.
But chronological age is not itself a reliable marker for maturity. It’s true that, in general, the longer you’ve been alive the more relevant experience you acquire. But there are 16 year olds with as much experience as most 40 year olds.
I just don’t think we should over-generalize.
best wishes
What do I believe? I believe that there really is something bigger out there that we haven’t discovered, but as I have said on my site, I doubt that it is the Hebrew god. I doubt it is any god at all, actually. And even if there is a god, what makes me think that I am special enough to him or her that he or she would “give” me eternal life (i.e. an afterlife)? Humans, not teenagers, think the world revolves around them… or more like the so-called spiritual world, that is.
It is not enough for humans to just be happy with the life they have. They have to believe that everyone goes somewhere when they die, and that there is a happy place for everyone who wants it. My belief is simple: this is it. There is nothing after this. I’m not bitter, nor am I cynical. I just see things a different way, and my way happens to be bitter-tasting and cynic-like. I’m not angry at God, for it is silly to be angry at something that doesn’t exist, but I am highly disappointed. One day I lost a dear, dear relationship. The disappointment of it all still makes me cry, if I am to be truthful.
But I really am starting to feel better.
By the way, thanks for visiting my xanga. I enjoy receiving comments from other individuals who think just as much as I do.
There’s a strech of road near Heartland college like that, except in reverse. First we go 45, and then as we get near a McDonalds and other places it abruptly goes to 35. It is sort of connected to the interstate, so I can see how it would be that way.
Some college students do act that way with actual traffic in my town. Right near Illinois State University…
Thanks for stopping by and sharing your thoughts. The self-help aspect is something I picked up on as well. The problem is such that one must start with himself to rectify the mandhood problem, rather than humble himself before God.
thats what waitresses do. they are corporately trained as such.
i’m not a football fan, but i am a buckeye. i enjoyed the humor of the maestro.
eh, im lutheran
allison