I'm convinced that technology will in fact ruin the world. We were sitting in anatomy yesterday and one of the slides involved the development of actual brain inplants. Now weighing your pros and cons, the implants would indeed help out many affected with certain misfortunes. The chips would be remote controlled, being that a person with paralysis could actually control a prosthetic limb and be able to move around instead of being forced to depend on someone else as means of motorization.
However, like any other theory, these impants can indeed be misused, and I'm pretty convinced that in time, they will be. Scientists have stated that in time, these implants should be implanted in each individual, causing a peaceful environment. Yeah, cause that's what we're on earth for--to be hooked up to a computer and let the government control one more thing...
I was completely flabbergasted! An episode of 60 Minutes a while back actually showed the ability to read minds via a PET scan. Although at the moment, it's not quite advanced, thank god for that. Again, weighing the pros, it's definately resourceful in the fact that we'd be able to administer thorough interrogation techniques. Put the criminal in the machine and bam! You'll know who's a terrorist and who isn't. Lord, give it time and we'll be hauling our children off to see who broke Grandma Agatha's crystal vase!
Just think about it, people go stir crazy and act like the end of the world when we're out of power for 2 days max! Cell phones have become lifelines, and I can't study for my addiction of Facebook!! Everything's going digital, people are spending hundreds on blackberrys, and they actually laugh when I say I have dial-up!
It's scary to think that we're becoming so dependent that our children won't know how to opperate even the simplest of things. Banking, hospital and school records, every single piece of confidentiality is stored on hard drive after hard drive!
It's miserable to think that with one trained hacker and every bit of government intelligence can be transfered with the click of a few buttons.
The way I see it, leave things alone for a while.
If not, it will be the end of us...
Friday, January 30, 2009
Thursday, January 15, 2009
beat of the drum...
There’s a frantic flip through the stations, the worn button under your fingertip. Commercials, one of the top 40’s that’s already becoming worn out and driven into the ground, more commercials.
It’s a back and forth, sort of deal. And suddenly, a favorite speaks through the speakers; an oldie but goodie no doubt.
Clear your mind. Let the lyrics consume you. The beat pulses through your body like a drug; a sort of good addiction. Feel it in your hips, sway your body. Arms waving in the air, head bobbing. A perpetual groove, as your body is set in motion.
An elbow meets the window. Knees smash into the steering wheel.
A yelp of pain.
Back to reality……
Back to reality……
Hope For the Best, Expect the Worst
Things happen in our lives that make us question everything around us. As the days drag on, we must face our fears, and conquer our troubles. Death becomes repetitive. You’re thankful that it doesn’t hit extremely close to home, but it doesn’t make it any easier. And so there’s a constant ache just because you can’t seem to comfort those that it did creep up on. As humans we find different sources that help us cope, different ways that allow us to grieve.
Pain plays with the insecurities. Physically, there’s so much hurt, and the only relief is to live the next few years with objects that diminish what little self esteem you seem to have.
The stress consumes you, it’s almost helpless. That’s how you feel anyway. It’s almost a look for pity, although it’s not exactly the best thing needed. Life becomes a black hole, like all sense of happiness is being sucked away.
And there’s things you don’t want to talk about. Because even though you’ve tried, you’re lost for what can be done to wrap it under control.
There’s that saying, “You’re old enough for your wants not to hurt you.” Well what if you don’t get even a piece of anything you want? Or what if your biggest fears entail never getting the one thing you’ve always wanted?
And so it begins. The familiar feeling, as they trickle down your cheeks. But even so, you remind yourself of all the things you do have that we all seem to take for granted. For the time being, you push the negativity to the back of your mind and the only thing you have left to hold onto floods to the surface; hope.
You remind yourself that there are others that have it a lot worse. We live in a world of freedom. And although the luxuries may be limited compared to many, they’re there nonetheless. There’s a computer to type and post even the deepest of thoughts when time permits. The ability to see the beauty in others, to hear the belting lyrics of emotion, or even to feel the wind whip through your hair as the car speeds down the open highway.
You take a deep breath, and go about your day. The only thing that keeps you going is the little things that you run into. Your favorite song on the radio, the chance to laugh until you cry, the simplest of circumstances.
And one by one, things come crashing down once again. You cry yourself to sleep on the loneliest of nights and wish for it all to be okay. And slowly you find yourself losing hope. It gets harder to pick yourself back up. Because in the back of your head, if your life starts to even remotely get easier, in the back of your mind, your hearts still weeping, it fears that nothing good ever lasts for long.
Pain plays with the insecurities. Physically, there’s so much hurt, and the only relief is to live the next few years with objects that diminish what little self esteem you seem to have.
The stress consumes you, it’s almost helpless. That’s how you feel anyway. It’s almost a look for pity, although it’s not exactly the best thing needed. Life becomes a black hole, like all sense of happiness is being sucked away.
And there’s things you don’t want to talk about. Because even though you’ve tried, you’re lost for what can be done to wrap it under control.
There’s that saying, “You’re old enough for your wants not to hurt you.” Well what if you don’t get even a piece of anything you want? Or what if your biggest fears entail never getting the one thing you’ve always wanted?
And so it begins. The familiar feeling, as they trickle down your cheeks. But even so, you remind yourself of all the things you do have that we all seem to take for granted. For the time being, you push the negativity to the back of your mind and the only thing you have left to hold onto floods to the surface; hope.
You remind yourself that there are others that have it a lot worse. We live in a world of freedom. And although the luxuries may be limited compared to many, they’re there nonetheless. There’s a computer to type and post even the deepest of thoughts when time permits. The ability to see the beauty in others, to hear the belting lyrics of emotion, or even to feel the wind whip through your hair as the car speeds down the open highway.
You take a deep breath, and go about your day. The only thing that keeps you going is the little things that you run into. Your favorite song on the radio, the chance to laugh until you cry, the simplest of circumstances.
And one by one, things come crashing down once again. You cry yourself to sleep on the loneliest of nights and wish for it all to be okay. And slowly you find yourself losing hope. It gets harder to pick yourself back up. Because in the back of your head, if your life starts to even remotely get easier, in the back of your mind, your hearts still weeping, it fears that nothing good ever lasts for long.
If Only School Were Out For Summer...
December 12, 2008
I got to sleep in this morning. Then ended up in a mad rush, on the cramped interstate, to find myself getting off 5 exits before the one that would actually take me, to my destination. Tractor trailer flipped over, and so I had to bob and weave through the different stop lights, and use some back roads before I jumped on the infamous 95 S.
Courteous as I always am, even when I had the right of way, I let some dude in front of me in the parking deck to find myself on the 6th floor searching frantically for any spot to put my over 900,000 miles, piece of shit, to rest as I suffered through the class that I knew would be the death of me.
I found one, last one in the parking deck—wouldn’t have been that way if they hadn’t blocked off a whole floor with cones for some odd reason. So I wandered around the halls trying to find my itty-bitty classroom (sigh-I’m claustrophobic) that was actually full from another class. I’m impatient and I like to have my time in my seat in my class before the teacher comes in with lessons.
The class cleared out and we piled in what looked like a closet in the middle of one of the hallways. Then walked the teacher, and I sucked in my breath a little. Math class-yuck. I’d rather have a root canal (haha) And his monotone drone filled that little classroom.
Fractions, decimals, equations, conversions, the metric system, etc. Basic math and total hell for me.
Agh.. I’ll get through it, I have to. If I want to be a nurse I have to be good at these things. I cant be giving a patient too many drugs, now can I?!
Ooh my troubles weren’t over just yet. I got to spend some quality time with bunch of interesting fellow students in the campus bookstore that was indeed hotter than blue blazes. As if it wasn’t bad enough that I had to wait 45 minutes to purchase two really expensive textbooks, I had to witness a bunch of people buying portable cd players, and toy-like items WITH THEIR FINANCIAL AID.
And the government says that my parents make to much to help out. Well then tell me please, where’s this money?
Back to Anatomy hell tomorrow.
But I get to sleep in :)
I got to sleep in this morning. Then ended up in a mad rush, on the cramped interstate, to find myself getting off 5 exits before the one that would actually take me, to my destination. Tractor trailer flipped over, and so I had to bob and weave through the different stop lights, and use some back roads before I jumped on the infamous 95 S.
Courteous as I always am, even when I had the right of way, I let some dude in front of me in the parking deck to find myself on the 6th floor searching frantically for any spot to put my over 900,000 miles, piece of shit, to rest as I suffered through the class that I knew would be the death of me.
I found one, last one in the parking deck—wouldn’t have been that way if they hadn’t blocked off a whole floor with cones for some odd reason. So I wandered around the halls trying to find my itty-bitty classroom (sigh-I’m claustrophobic) that was actually full from another class. I’m impatient and I like to have my time in my seat in my class before the teacher comes in with lessons.
The class cleared out and we piled in what looked like a closet in the middle of one of the hallways. Then walked the teacher, and I sucked in my breath a little. Math class-yuck. I’d rather have a root canal (haha) And his monotone drone filled that little classroom.
Fractions, decimals, equations, conversions, the metric system, etc. Basic math and total hell for me.
Agh.. I’ll get through it, I have to. If I want to be a nurse I have to be good at these things. I cant be giving a patient too many drugs, now can I?!
Ooh my troubles weren’t over just yet. I got to spend some quality time with bunch of interesting fellow students in the campus bookstore that was indeed hotter than blue blazes. As if it wasn’t bad enough that I had to wait 45 minutes to purchase two really expensive textbooks, I had to witness a bunch of people buying portable cd players, and toy-like items WITH THEIR FINANCIAL AID.
And the government says that my parents make to much to help out. Well then tell me please, where’s this money?
Back to Anatomy hell tomorrow.
But I get to sleep in :)
Thursday, December 4, 2008
Treat Others with the Respect That You'd Like to be Treated With...
We’ve been giving presentations in my ethics class for the last few weeks. Six groups--50 minute presentations each, well, it’s definitely taking a lot of time. There’s a few girls that sit in the back of the room and constantly talk during each presentation. Manners are definitely a big deal to me, but as usual, when something bothers me, I simply brush it off and get on with more important things.
Well it just so happens that today was their turn to present.
Global Warming. Wow. Definitely a tough subject, as were everyone else’s topic: Death Penalty, Euthanasia, Animal Rights, just to name a few.
They began their presentation. Wait, what’s that I hear? Silence from the back of the room. No talking, no eye rolling, no cackling. Silence. Everyone’s eyes were on the speakers--as it should be.
The girls went through their facts--half assed. Although I can’t say anything; we put our project together in 2 days. Yet in my defense, we only had 2 days (not 3 weeks like everyone else) and we went first. Be lenient. Towards the end of the project, they showed pictures of different landscapes a few years ago, and now.
Their argument was that Global Warming did exist. The pictures showed Mountains from 1999 covered in snow, and the same mountain chain last year--without snow. An older gentleman who presented on Tuesday flashed a little smirk, flipped his laptop around and remarked, “Mount [insert real name here--I cant remember] as of this year.” Yes my folks, covered in snow. The pictures they’d presented were taken in different parts of the day--you couldn’t see the snow in their more current picture because it was too dark.
And the attitudes once again began to rise. Girlfriend #1 exclaimed, “And your point is?” The older gentleman claimed, “I’m trying to figure out what ya’ll are trying to present!” BURRRNNNN!
…What goes around, comes around. At least, in one shape or another.
Well it just so happens that today was their turn to present.
Global Warming. Wow. Definitely a tough subject, as were everyone else’s topic: Death Penalty, Euthanasia, Animal Rights, just to name a few.
They began their presentation. Wait, what’s that I hear? Silence from the back of the room. No talking, no eye rolling, no cackling. Silence. Everyone’s eyes were on the speakers--as it should be.
The girls went through their facts--half assed. Although I can’t say anything; we put our project together in 2 days. Yet in my defense, we only had 2 days (not 3 weeks like everyone else) and we went first. Be lenient. Towards the end of the project, they showed pictures of different landscapes a few years ago, and now.
Their argument was that Global Warming did exist. The pictures showed Mountains from 1999 covered in snow, and the same mountain chain last year--without snow. An older gentleman who presented on Tuesday flashed a little smirk, flipped his laptop around and remarked, “Mount [insert real name here--I cant remember] as of this year.” Yes my folks, covered in snow. The pictures they’d presented were taken in different parts of the day--you couldn’t see the snow in their more current picture because it was too dark.
And the attitudes once again began to rise. Girlfriend #1 exclaimed, “And your point is?” The older gentleman claimed, “I’m trying to figure out what ya’ll are trying to present!” BURRRNNNN!
…What goes around, comes around. At least, in one shape or another.
You Think You Know, But You Have No Idea...
1. I hate sweet tea---that’s probably the only un-southern thing about me.
2. I always had to be the Blue Power Ranger when I was little-the Pink and Yellow always got taken first.
3. You cannot possibly understand how happy music makes me. I’ve worn away the pre-set buttons on my radio because I drive down the road changing stations every few minutes.
4. I can hardly wear eye make-up. My eyes water just watching someone else put it on!
5. Dr. Quinn Medicine Woman is my All-Time favorite show!
6. Sometimes I put on my rainboots and jump in big mud puddles.
7. I can be extremely Conservative at times--but I’m not close-minded!
8. I walk in the shoes of other people. Judgment is not my forte.
9. I sleep the best when a fan is running. But I won’t sleep a wink if the tv is on.
10. Tri-fold poster boards and greased pizza pans make the best sleds. And Rubber Maid containers won’t work..believe me, I’ve tried.
11. I’m the same person I was ten years ago. If you didn’t like me then, you won’t like me now.
12. You’ve probably crossed my mind today. Even if you’re not my favorite person, I’ll still wish good things for you.
13. Yesterday I saw zucchini in a can! Which somehow makes me think of the little corn in Chinese food--makes me happy J
14. My family members are the funniest people in the world. There’s absolutely nothing they could say that would shock me. If you ever get the chance to meet them, well…I’m preparing you now.
15. If I love you, I’m gonna hug you. And I’ll probably sing to you at some point, but I can’t promise that it will sound too lovely.
16. You grew up singing nursery rhymes, I grew up singin’ “There’s a Tear in My Beer” and other hits by Hank, Willie, Waylon, and Alan (not quite an Outlaw but definitely a legend in my book)
17. I splash a little water on my tongue each time I use mouthwash because it burns too bad.
18. I want a tattoo on my wrist, but will never get one. I change my mind like I change my clothes.
19. I’ll probably never leave Louisa County. Its bred inside of me, no sense in trying to change it.
20. Black & White or Sepia pictures can make anyone look beautiful.
21. I can’t sleep unless I say my prayers every night.
22. I like the kind of pillows that are missing part of its stuffing. The kind where your head sort of sinks in the middle.
23. I love pickled Beets.
24. Sometimes when I’m driving down the road, I’ll have the urge to pull over and take a picture--just one of the many reasons I love about the country. Our landscapes are breathtaking!
25. I’ll only fish in ponds, none of that deep sea fishin for me please! The reels are too complicated!
26. I like watching movies with the subtitles on.
27. N64 and Sega are better than your Playstations, Xboxes and Wi’s!
28. I kinda want to marry Seth Rogan.
29. And Justin McBride. Ooh Mama!
30. And Colby Yates too--as long as he wears his hat.
31. I’m a Bob-it Extreme MASTER! My current record is 237+ …yet I haven’t played it in years!
32. I hate Crest toothpaste.
33. I remember something silly about everyone--ask me. I'll tell you something you've probably forgotten about yourself!
2. I always had to be the Blue Power Ranger when I was little-the Pink and Yellow always got taken first.
3. You cannot possibly understand how happy music makes me. I’ve worn away the pre-set buttons on my radio because I drive down the road changing stations every few minutes.
4. I can hardly wear eye make-up. My eyes water just watching someone else put it on!
5. Dr. Quinn Medicine Woman is my All-Time favorite show!
6. Sometimes I put on my rainboots and jump in big mud puddles.
7. I can be extremely Conservative at times--but I’m not close-minded!
8. I walk in the shoes of other people. Judgment is not my forte.
9. I sleep the best when a fan is running. But I won’t sleep a wink if the tv is on.
10. Tri-fold poster boards and greased pizza pans make the best sleds. And Rubber Maid containers won’t work..believe me, I’ve tried.
11. I’m the same person I was ten years ago. If you didn’t like me then, you won’t like me now.
12. You’ve probably crossed my mind today. Even if you’re not my favorite person, I’ll still wish good things for you.
13. Yesterday I saw zucchini in a can! Which somehow makes me think of the little corn in Chinese food--makes me happy J
14. My family members are the funniest people in the world. There’s absolutely nothing they could say that would shock me. If you ever get the chance to meet them, well…I’m preparing you now.
15. If I love you, I’m gonna hug you. And I’ll probably sing to you at some point, but I can’t promise that it will sound too lovely.
16. You grew up singing nursery rhymes, I grew up singin’ “There’s a Tear in My Beer” and other hits by Hank, Willie, Waylon, and Alan (not quite an Outlaw but definitely a legend in my book)
17. I splash a little water on my tongue each time I use mouthwash because it burns too bad.
18. I want a tattoo on my wrist, but will never get one. I change my mind like I change my clothes.
19. I’ll probably never leave Louisa County. Its bred inside of me, no sense in trying to change it.
20. Black & White or Sepia pictures can make anyone look beautiful.
21. I can’t sleep unless I say my prayers every night.
22. I like the kind of pillows that are missing part of its stuffing. The kind where your head sort of sinks in the middle.
23. I love pickled Beets.
24. Sometimes when I’m driving down the road, I’ll have the urge to pull over and take a picture--just one of the many reasons I love about the country. Our landscapes are breathtaking!
25. I’ll only fish in ponds, none of that deep sea fishin for me please! The reels are too complicated!
26. I like watching movies with the subtitles on.
27. N64 and Sega are better than your Playstations, Xboxes and Wi’s!
28. I kinda want to marry Seth Rogan.
29. And Justin McBride. Ooh Mama!
30. And Colby Yates too--as long as he wears his hat.
31. I’m a Bob-it Extreme MASTER! My current record is 237+ …yet I haven’t played it in years!
32. I hate Crest toothpaste.
33. I remember something silly about everyone--ask me. I'll tell you something you've probably forgotten about yourself!
Who Would've Thought
Who Woulda Thought......
· The success you had in high school slunk down to a less than full-time student at a community college
· When one door closes, another one is sure to open. No, its more like my doors keep slammin shut and no matter the mad search for a can of WD40, they're stuck shut for good.
· You tell one perosn something and they tell everyone else. And for once, you don't get angry about it. It's better for them to tell your pathetic story than you, it saves you from the tears.
· The friends you have aren’t the friends you’ll keep. Change is ineffable. Friendships are thrown away like an old pair of sneakers, they get worn down to a frazzle and all you want is the newest thing. I’m not new. I’ll never be new. I’m fine with raggedy, I live for comfort- I like the comfort of old shoes!
· You go into Wal-mart and for once you don’t see a single soul you know.
· You lose touch with your bestfriend and yet 5 years later when you’re reunited, it’s like nothing has changed at all.
· The believers become shunned.
· A little too much alcohol and everyone’s life is affected.
· I adore pickles, and hate cucumbers.
· I love the smell of coffee and yet detest the taste.
· I’d rather have my pizza cold—not refrigerator cold, but sitting-on-the-counter-all-night cold.
· I’ll wear tennis shoes to walk out on the beach—I hate the feeling of hot sand!
· My brother can be a total ass and yet his heart is bigger than most. He's sure to make even the dullest laugh at least once!
· The success you had in high school slunk down to a less than full-time student at a community college
· When one door closes, another one is sure to open. No, its more like my doors keep slammin shut and no matter the mad search for a can of WD40, they're stuck shut for good.
· You tell one perosn something and they tell everyone else. And for once, you don't get angry about it. It's better for them to tell your pathetic story than you, it saves you from the tears.
· The friends you have aren’t the friends you’ll keep. Change is ineffable. Friendships are thrown away like an old pair of sneakers, they get worn down to a frazzle and all you want is the newest thing. I’m not new. I’ll never be new. I’m fine with raggedy, I live for comfort- I like the comfort of old shoes!
· You go into Wal-mart and for once you don’t see a single soul you know.
· You lose touch with your bestfriend and yet 5 years later when you’re reunited, it’s like nothing has changed at all.
· The believers become shunned.
· A little too much alcohol and everyone’s life is affected.
· I adore pickles, and hate cucumbers.
· I love the smell of coffee and yet detest the taste.
· I’d rather have my pizza cold—not refrigerator cold, but sitting-on-the-counter-all-night cold.
· I’ll wear tennis shoes to walk out on the beach—I hate the feeling of hot sand!
· My brother can be a total ass and yet his heart is bigger than most. He's sure to make even the dullest laugh at least once!
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