Half Way Through The Week

WAKE UP!!!
I wish someone would shout. But no one will. I sit at my desk in Computer Technology, beginning to doze as I have completed most of the work. I feel as if my eyes are open, yet when my brain tells my eyelids to move I find that they have indeed been closed the entire time. Note to self, don't go to bed late, only to awaken early. Yeah I keep telling myself that, it will never work.

Well typical life of a teenager, and there's also the fact that school starts much too early for my liking. I mean come on, I have to board my bus by 6:37-ish in the morning, arrive at school by 7, chill with friends, cram for tests, all until 7:30. That's when the bell rings, signaling the beginning of a day filled with work. Now I wouldn't mind it at all; if only teachers could make it interesting. Would teaching a class while hiking be so bad? Let us sit on the floor as opposed to the cold hard desks; constantly shifting as we try to find the most comfortable position. Let us talk amongst each other, it's how I retain information. Joking about the prospect being brought up in class, arguing as we decide what the subject truly means, or just overall enjoying the topic.

Teachers tell us to be quiet by the end of the day, to "shut up and sit still!". How are we to do this, when that's what we have been doing all day? "Don't you guys have P.E?!" I have heard many teachers inquire. Yes, for 2 quarters out of 4. Some of us take it online so as to have more time to do the arduous homework for our core classes. Just as an FYI, we do have other classes; anyone else feel me? I feel as if my science teacher gives me two hours of homework because they think I don't take any other classes, just straight up science. Then my math teacher gives me an hour, ignorant of the science homework. Let's not forget I have to study 200 words for a 20 question vocabulary test for AP! Then again, I chose the classes I have. So I gotta take what I dish out.

Wow, sorry about that rant. It's just that CRTs are coming up. Oh excuse me, SAGE testing is coming up. Such a pretty name for such a hateful topic. To top that off, I still have a bunch of exams coming up during the testing. I mean no offense to anyone out there!! Especially my teachers! I love all the classes I take ––– true story. No truly! I enjoy school, and the prospect of learning. Ok, go ahead call me a nerd, although I'm pretty sure you would be using the word incorrectly.

Nerd

a foolish or contemptible person who lacks social skills or is boringly studious

I'm not too boring! (I hope) I wouldn't really know considering I've never actually met myself. But yes, school can be a ton of fun. And I am fortunate to even be attending school. My class & I are reading Romeo & Juliet in class, it states that girls at around the age of thirteen are getting married and having children. Juliet herself is only turning fourteen and her parents would like her to think about the prospect of getting married. I am indeed very fortunate that I am not in that situation. 

So I just reread the description of my blog, yeah it doesn't really coincide does it? I apologize. Umm...Well I hate to do this, but here is a picture I drew recently. I noticed that it said I would post some of my own art, I don't even know what I was thinking when I said that. Some feedback would be nice, anything that I can improve on. Please don't feel the need to give compliments; it is something that we are forced to do, especially as society sees fit. I want actual feedback! Please critique! (That's if I have any readers however....hmmm I may have a dilema)

So I Have My Craptastic Art Days

And My Mediocre Days

Let it Snow!

"Well the weather outside is frightful, but the fire is so delightful. And since there's no place to go.....
Let it Snow! Let it Snow! Let it Snow!"

Well for one thing, the snow finally stayed! Now I can go skiing, have snowball fights, build snowmen, did I just say that out loud? Or type it for that matter? Well as you can see I am very excited about...Snow!! And now I finally get a chance to go skiing and do all that fun stuff!

So some of you must think I'm totally crazy for freaking out over snow like that, I can't help it if winter is one of my favorite seasons! (Little fun fact right there) Plus, honestly, the snow is just so beautiful, and where I live it creates opportunities. Art for one thing.

Well one more note on the subject of art. Considering where I live, I can't really talk about street-art without having all my pictures come from off the internet. So this is now all about outdoor art. I'm also more interested in it as well. Considering half of my blog has been made up of outdoor art anyhow. So pictures will mainly consist of scenery, and random pictures I find fascinating.

Well here's one for today based on my excitement!

Photo Credits to Me! (I promise better pictures in the future)

Ok so I saw the coolest thing today, and could kick myself for not having a camera or my phone. I was walking home from the bus when I saw the most pristine image. The mountains were coated in snow, the pine trees black specks blurring into patches, and the sky was a light gray, sun shining through the clouds. I glanced over at one of the mountains, a ski resort really, and saw the light hitting them perfectly. Beams highlighted the tips and seemed to creep over them into our surrounding neighborhood. Then my eyes took in a balloon flying perfectly in front of them, a deep royal purple catching and holding some of those rays. I literally froze at the sheer beauty of it all. Just try and picture it. Got the image? Probably not, I will try to take a picture of the mountains some other time so you can picture it.

Was darker, and transparent not opaque.

Veteran's Day

Two words:
THANK YOU!

Credits

Although honestly, our veterans hear that every day, especially today. Truthfully,  I bet it's the same thing over and over again. People saying thanks, just thanks. Never showing true displays of gratitude. Even if they tried, they couldn't give back to the veterans what the veterans gave up for us. When they come back home they have seen the true meaning of war, not glory and fighting for a country. The opposite of that, or at least I assume. We send our soldiers out there, telling them what they're fighting for, showing them movie clips of what they're fighting for, the politicians support and encourage them. Truly when they get out there, nothing is how we display it. They see instead starving families, poverty stricken countries, decimated land, and probably worse. When they arrive in these war-ruined countries they are no longer fighting for what they have been told to fight for. Fight for our politicians, president, people. Rather they are fighting for justice. They have truly entered the world when they step out on that field and give their lives just so that we may have ours. We "express" our gratitude, but truly we will never be able to thank them. They in a sense have "thanked" themselves, by giving us a country, and giving the world justice. It's like Abraham Lincoln said, all those years ago out in Gettysburg, "we can not dedicate –– we can not consecrate –– we can not hallow –– this ground. The brave men, living and dead, who struggled here, have consecrated it, far above our poor power to add or detract. The world will little note, nor long remember what we say here, but it can never forget what they did here."(Credits) Lincoln got it right the first time, the soldiers have already done what we cannot. The world will always remember their deeds, that's how they should be thanked. By being remembered.

Well for starters, we had an assembly on Friday, November 8th. We of course thanked the veterans, handed out patriotism awards, even awarded a few students for writing an essay or drawing a poster. It was the Patriotism Award. If I had known I would've of course entered, however I didn't. One veteran gave a presentation on what he did, and what some others have done. Five minutes before the bell rang students started to get up, conversing even though the veteran was still presenting his speech. Don't worry I didn't stand, I knew not too. As well as the fact that I wanted to hear his entire presentation and could afford to stay a little bit later than majority of the other students. I could tell, once we were dismissed, that the veterans were exasperated and just fed up with being there. They could see that some of the students didn't care, and that they have had to deal with this in the past. They were done with it, well at least that's how I perceived it. I tried to say thanks to a few as I walked out, but I doubt they heard over all the voices of idiotic 8th and 9th graders. Honestly, I'm ashamed to say that I went to that assembly, the disrespect that my fellow peers displayed was disgraceful. So if you're reading this and you go to my school, even if you were just doing what everyone was doing, know how disgraceful that was. It was just sad and pathetic. That you couldn't wait at least ten minutes to let a veteran finish his story, the veteran that put their life on the line so that you may have yours. Just try and let that sink in.

Maybe it just hits home for me. My grandfather on m mom's side was in the air-force, he fought for our country! I enjoy listening to his stories, and am proud to call him my grandfather! My dad's grandfather fought in the dutch resistance in WW II, along with my grandmother's brother. Both were taken by the Nazi's to concentration camps and eventually shot. I hear this story all the time, my parents make sure I take nothing for granted. I try not to, for I hear stories of a life where there isn't enough food to go around, not enough comfort.  I also grew up near Washington D.C, so maybe I also have a different perspective. As well as a higher standard. So I'm grateful.

So I did my own little part of contribution, I painted a sign and hung it up on a bridge over the main road. Unfortunately, I don't believe we used the right materials, so it may not have shown up as well as I had imagined. That greatly saddens me, but it the thought that counts. Right????

Anyway, what do I know? I'm just a privileged kid who grew up in D.C, moved to a ski town, and now gets to ski whenever I want. Just remember, I do care.

So Thank You to all the Veterans!!!!!!!