Archive for Reactions

I have a problem

I’ve seen the world for what it really is.

I worked a real job and had real responsibilities.

I wanted to be the one people turned to on the weekends and I wanted to be important.

Then I went back to school.

This must be the downside of the co-op program.  I’m learning things now that I don’t care about.  I’m going through the motions as I always have and it doesn’t matter.  I know what I want to do and I have confidence I can do it.

But I still need a degree.  I still have to sit and listen to professors explain where things come from and what significance they have.  I still have homework assignments and projects and stress.  Every day I sit to work, I just stare at notes and write-ups and couldn’t care less.  Such is life.

In unrelated news, there were some AMAZING thunderstorms this morning.  I woke up to the house shaking and rumbles near and far.  It was so cool.  I’ve been told there are more coming.  If I had my car, I’d drive off somewhere and watch them.  My car is currently in the shop for a shift solenoid failure, apparently common on the ’03 Focus.  I’ve also been told that car is marketed towards women.  -shrug- It was my first time buying a car and I was a bit rushed.  At least I got a deal.

Moving on, Doctor Who has been a complete let down. Spoilers are contained within the *SPOILER ALERT* tags.

*SPOILER ALERT*

Someone died in last week’s episode and we are led to believe the TARDIS blows up, sending cracks through time.  There are also GLARING holes in the stories.  The Doctor tells his companion not to touch “the light” but then he goes sticking his hand through it to get “shrapnel”.  Naturally, the Doctor is more than just a normal person but still… it doesn’t seem right.

Back to the TARDIS blowing up.  That’s just not cool.  It just got remodeled and now they’re going to destroy it?  We’ve already been told it’s the last one out there.  What now?  He gets stuck on Earth until they send him a new Time Circuit.  Oh.  Wait.  Wrong series.  Meh, I’ll keep watching but now I feel as though I’m waiting for the finale.

*SPOILER ALERT OVER*

Actually, that’s all I wanted to say.  I feel a bit better now.  But I’d still like to be handed a degree and go back to work.

This is a set up.

It’s true.  I’m bringing you a calendar page but it’s with a very clear I have a another message to present.  So here it goes.

365 Stupidest Things Said on… Yes, Indeed It Is.

“Stress is more than just a five-letter word.” – newscaster Chris Eby, CFTO (Toronto) news.

Stress is definitely the number one source of people’s problems.  It’s also completely unavoidable.  Even this morning I was subject to a bit of stressful material.

DISCLAIMER TIME!  This is where my personal thoughts come into play.  If you don’t like it, you are more than welcome to have a constructive conversation with me but if you are going to QQ, just leave now.

This was on a forum I was checking up on this morning.

“[quote]Kinda, but no. Seriously, the size of her chest was…disappointingly large. They are almost hideously too big. In my humble opinion, her acting talent needs to be overwhelmingly good because I just can’t take someone seriously that has such a personality deficiet that they have to rely on immature sex appeal.

It’s like an ugly stripper that gets double D implants because only watermelon sized breasts can make her any money because of her overwhleming lack of beauty and talent.

Personally, I feel insulted that a woman would think men were such simpletons.[/quote]

Men are such simpletons. It is pretty much a given that a man would choose that big breasted medium over a good personality and A cups.”

The part in not italics was the response to the [quote][/quote] in italics.

That response was downright offensive.  The fact that people expect men to be simpletons interested in a woman’s looks really got under my skin.  Does no one believe in having healthy relationships with people who you simply enjoy talking to?

I have a perfectly awesome relationship with a person who, while quite attractive on the outside, has an amazing personality and matches very well with me.  Ok, sure you can say that because my girlfriend is a looker in her own right, I am biased.  Take it with a grain of salt or anything you like but being able to get along with someone and have an intelligent conversation goes above and beyond being able to just look at someone or get your rocks off.

Ah, anyway… getting back to the stress thing.  Instead of getting all worked up about that again, I’m going to move along and lay down for the night.  The best way to deal with stress is to decide it isn’t worth getting worked up about.

First class of Summer I

To start, Northeastern University is odd.  We take a standard of five (5) years to graduate and after the first year (or so) we begin switching between six months of classes (a semester and a half) and six months of coop.  Coop is the greatest thing ever.  Classes are the antithesis of that.

Today was the first day of my first Summer semester at Northeastern.  My first class was more interesting than I expected but still starts at 800 and requires me to wake up at 630.

On the lighter side of things, my professor looks and acts like Nathan Lane in The Producers.  He does not sound like him though, I’m disappointed.  There are also two girls (and possibly a third) who have their hair and makeup done similarly and were pretty much wearing the same clothes.  I died a little inside.  Finally, there is one girl who reminds me of Meredith from The Office.  I would have laughed when I noticed but she looked like she didn’t need someone laughing at her.

On the flipside of things, my mom wanted to take pictures of me this morning.  Did anyone else have embarrasing pictures taken every first day of school from kindergarten through Jr. High?  One of these days I will find them all and make a collage or something entertaining like that.  Maybe I should start taking pictures of my mom on her first day of school?  Nah… that means I would have to get up early.

Final thoughts, campus is pretty dead in the summer and I am going to start eating lunch on Tuesdays and Thursdays.  Maybe.  I’ll see how my next class goes.

Friends, Staying calm, Lasagna, Common decency

Basically I am writing in reaction to another blog I read earlier.

As a society there are certain acts that we just expect and shrug off.  But that is conforming.  I thought we were all supposed to be unique and stand for what we believe in.  Well, sometimes people do.  They just get fed up with all the bullshit from the fast paced day-to-day life.  There is no point in just letting out your personal stress on random strangers you may be riding the subway with or walking behind on the street.  I have great respect for those people.  A few years ago someone told me that it is important to always consider the other side and think about the other person.  As cliche as that sounds, it works.  It keeps me pretty calm.  And even though there are people out there who just look like they want to crush the world, there might be a story behind it.

Someone who works all day to come home, make dinner and go to bed cannot really enjoy their time.  So most nights I come home from school and kick back until someone suggests what to do for dinner.  The other day my mother called me in the middle of the day and asked what I wanted for dinner, suggesting lasagna.  Now, as a side note, I love my mom’s lasagna and macaroni and cheese.  You cannot beat it.  Don’t even try.  So when I came home I was really hungry because I spent the last three hours thinking about this lasagna.  My mom was out shopping and running errands and stuff so she was just getting to making it.

At this point I had two options.  Get all up in a huff because dinner wasn’t ready or sit and watch Law and Order because it didn’t really matter, I knew I was going to eat and my dad wasn’t home yet.  I went with option 2.  It takes much less energy to sit and relax than it does to get all pissed because of something small.  When the lasagna was ready, my mom gave me some without waiting for it to really cool off because “I’m glad you’re like this, you’re usually very calm.”  HA!  I got the lasagna faster being calm.  If I stormed off to my room, I would have no idea what the lasagna status was.

So that’s a small story with two people that ended well.  What if we flipped it.  This time I chose option 1.  Since the noodles had just finished and I am walking in the door ready to eat I flip on my mom.  She turns off the water and puts the sauce away and storms out of the house ranting about how she is never appreciated for the things she does.   I storm up to my room mumbling about how she only cares about herself.  I put on music and play some games.  My mom goes to Stop and Shop.  There she grabs a basket and goes over to the frozen foods section.  She throws a few frozen lasagna dinners in the basket and quickly gets to the check out lane.  The cashier is working alone and just dealt with a really big order by herself.  My mom throws the frozen lasagnas on the conveyer belt and fumbles through her purse looking for her Stop and Shop card.  By the time she found it the cashier has finished the order and already swiped her card for my mom.  My mom looks up and just grabs the lasagnas in a plastic bag and storms off now mumbling how she got short-changed because the cashier rushed her.  She comes home and makes the lasagnas in the microwave and calls me down.

Ok, I’ll stop there.  Too much unnessecary anger.  It is much simpler to step back for a second and ask yourself, “Is it really worth it to get angry about this?”  And sure, sometimes it is good to put your foot down and take a stand but if it won’t really accomplish anything then what’s the point?

So the big point here… just extend the common courtesies and decencies that you would like to have.  Oh crap, I’ve gone back to the Golden Rule.  I guess the Big Guy in the Sky really knows his stuff.

“Do unto others as you would have them do to you”  And if something really gets under your skin, call someone on it.  But ask why, that’s the important question.

Together we can make this world a better place to live in. (That one may be from Captain Planet.  “The power is yours!”)

Switch to our mobile site