In our old-fashioned, unmodernized library, there is a petite little device in the back of every book. Used for many decades before modern organization of books came to be, the library catalog is a must. It would have provided the author, title, subject and etcetera about any book located within this fine institution of a library.
At our school, the catalog is a shame.
I think I’m falling into a bit of a funk. Either that, or The Stranger is actually getting to me. I’m not sure which prospect is more worrisome.
Perhaps one day, we will all die. Perhaps, we will meet up after that day, and reflect. Perhaps we would be able to view our life as it really is there.
It is impossible for anyone to envision themselves to be truly immortal. Anyone who does so is either actually off their rocker or too messed up to believe in anything else. The thing is, that includes everyone. How often have we wished for a single moment to be a lifetime, an eternity? How often have we thought of living only in the moment, unworried about anything that would ever happen in the future? Isn’t that moment the point where we place ourselves into immortality, the place where we enshrine all of our beliefs into one, and abandon all other thoughts?
But then death comes. It always comes, at times that you least expect, like an unwelcome messenger, a harbinger of the ultimate news.
It slaps you in the face. The aftermath isn’t a brief, stinging sensation, but a wet and sticky, claw into your heart.
Death is real. It is big. Noone can stop it.
However, Life is just as real.
Dead. I don’t feel anything as of now. Sat in a freezing car for the last 1.5 hours. Got my butt handed to me on a silver plate even after winning two rounds. Don’t really understand anything, including the words coming out of my mouth.
IDK even more. so tired. so much homework. not coherent sentences….just USFG does this this and that.
i need sleep. bai.
Mirror mirror on the wall/Who’s the fairest of them all?
Almost everyone who was raised in some sort of Western civilization has heard the story of Snow White. Equally poignant is the main antagonist of the story, the evil queen whose goal is to become the fairest of the land. As legend goes, she looks into a mirror and finds Snow White, who she finds to be more fair. She attempts to kill her with a single poisoned apple, but she returns with Prince Charming to save the day.
Stop. Literary Analysis time.
You know what, this is going to only update every two days. That might help with my conscience about not updating. There. Done. Don’t expect anything more, but be on the look out for less.
It’s a wee bit sad how much I tend to procrastinate, even on procrastination itself. I could have been writing anywhere from an hour to an hour and a half ago, but instead, I’ve been playing a flash game. Curse you upgrade games making me NASA and controlling these cute little rockets! You have my brain in your grasp!
There’s a new streetlight in front of my house. It really isn’t hard to miss. I mean, they replaced those old sodium-burning lights for the harsh glow of the white LED’s.
It used to be that they would have to send energy into this little container of sodium, vaporizing the poor little container (hooray for anthropomorphizing atoms!) and turning it into a gaseous state. From there, the sodium was shot full of energy until those valence electrons began to jump, one by one, up the orbitals. Unfortunately, it doesn’t stay up there very long, and it crashes back to its original state in a fit of glory, releasing just one itty bitty photon along the way.
Don’t you think its weird how the days seem to skip around like this?
Well, it’s been an eventful two days, but before I get started on that, a quick shoutout to another blog I stumbled upon (ahaha, see what i did there?)
I suppose that it was a respectable travel blog, going over some of the more interesting details of life, but the problem about it was that the same exact thing can be found everywhere. EVERYWHERE. The internet is growing old and large, looming over 2/3rds of a zettabyte, according to this study by Cisco, which is a pretty darn good company to be looking into this stuff. The point is, there isn’t that much new stuff on the internet. Any “amazing” ideas you are about to have have probably been done ages ago somewhere else better and faster than you have done.
Whelp, that’s depressing. I think existentialism is getting to me.
Ugh, I’m dead right now. Crashing from last night’s mild insomnia. Really can’t concentrate.
What do you mean I didn’t publish anything for yesterday? I blame the time skip; obviously all of the extra hours I got made the post disappear from the stream of time.
Well, another day….another chapter of APUSH. Man, I’ve really been run down today. Just the sheer stress of the weekend has really been getting to me. I slept straight from midnight to 12:30, giving me 13 and a half hours of sleep with the daylight saving’s time. Of course, I woke up at 6:00 to start on my APUSH, but then again, I fell back asleep about an hour later. My parents really don’t need to know about that.