So finals week is upon us here at my school and in my English teacher decided not to give us a final (THANK YOU MR.T). Instead, he decided to have everyone share and talk about both their innovations projects and blogs. While people went up to present their blogs (we did blogs first then projects), I couldn’t help but get a little jealous over how successful some of the blogs were. And of course I understand that, it’s normal to get a little jealous, but then I started to compare my own blog to theirs, which is where I stopped myself; Why should I compare the success of two completely different people? The only thing that did for me was make me a little bummed out.
So this week in class, we’re focused on comedy, and we’ve been watching Galaxy Quest (which I actually do enjoy) but the day before we started watching the film, we mostly talked about comedy, and as a class we talked about some certain points like why we like to laugh. And it got me thinking, why do we as human beings like to laugh? Why do we crave that little chuckle we get out of seeing something funny?
“Kid, you’ll move mountains”
So today in English class, we talked about what we did over break, we were asked to write about it. And so I did. And I realized, wow, I really didn’t do much but “recover” from school. As I was writing about it, I was thinking of all the days that I’ve ever spent inside the house, on my computer or whatever else. There’s been so many days that I’ve wasted, just laying around being lazy when I could’ve done something.
If you guys remember from a few posts ago, I talked about how we are currently reading A Tale of Two Cities in my english class. Well let me be honest, before reading chapter 13 of Book the Second, I really did not enjoy what I was reading. However, Chapter 13 brought me to tears. That explains the splotches of water on the last paragraph. There has only been a few books that have given me tears in my eyes and those books I was completely in love with the story line. I had no connection with A Tale of Two Cities but man, The Fellow of No Delicacy got to me.
One of the biggest reasons as to why I had gotten contacts for my eyes was that one of the few things that my first date had said to me was:
“Uh, Lindsay? Your glasses are uh, squishing my face and it hurts”
First off, I would like to apologize if this post does not really make sense in some parts of it, it is currently two in the morning and I’ve been up for too many hours.
So I’m starting to question what the content of my blog should be, I thought I knew, but now I know I don’t. I know eventually I want to incorporate strangers that I meet, but until I am able to figure out what I actually want; I don’t really know. As for now, the unstranger is me, you guys, my audience, are “unstrangering” me.
Did you guys notice how I said that I thought I knew, but now I know that I didn’t know? (This is me trying to segway myself into the next topic, just roll with it) Well, I watched a little clip of Donald Rumsfeld talking about life’s unknown unknowns. And that kinda got me thinking about all the things we don’t know we don’t know. It’s a mind boggling idea that I kind of sort of can’t get my head around. As a human being I like to have some knowledge and so it bugs the heck out of me that there are things I don’t know that I don’t know. It’s the fear of the unknown that scares me so my question is, how do you prepare yourself for the things that are unknown to you? It’s as if you are in a dark room but you don’t know you’re in a dark room because your eyes are closed, so you don’t know what to not to expect.
These are thoughts coming from a very sleepy Lindsay.