Shower Thoughts

Do you ever find yourself in the shower (I hope so), deeply pondering abstract ideas? No? Well, I do. One thought that recently came up was fairy interesting.

Now, I'm not into the whole "parallel universe" thing, but this is an interesting thought: is there someone in the world that looks almost exactly like you? Out of the billions of people in the world, there has to be one that resembles almost every feature of you. However, I realize that no person is the same, so it'd be incredibly difficult to even come close with all of the different arrangements of genes, etc. No matter how improbable, though, I do feel there is someone that is doing exactly as I do right now, with the same interests and same physical features.

One day, I hope to meet this doppelganger of mine.

P.S. I take very long showers.

Almost 1/3 of the Way Finished

Well, just like mostly everyone says, senior year has gone by quickly so far. While some weeks may be long because of a mountain of notes I take in certain classes, this first trimester has truly cruised on by. I've finished the majority of my essays for the entire year, which was a challenge, but I persevered and took them down with a fiery passion.

I keep telling myself that there's only two trimesters left, and that the last trimester is shortened. It's a nice feeling to have. Hopefully everything goes swimmingly for the rest of the year.

The Game

Throughout my life, I've come across a variety of different video games. Ranging from Donkey Kong to Battlefield 4, I feel as if I've played games from all sides of the spectrum. Now, I've started to stray away from video games as my school life has picked up, and it has allowed me some time to reflect upon my gaming career as I hang up the skates. 

If I could pick one game that has truly impacted me life, it would be, without a doubt: Pokemon. Even though it's suggested for kids, I could play this game at any age and thoroughly enjoy myself. Most of the games follow similar story lines, but for some reason, they are still addicting and amusing to play. Their formula has stayed the same for so long and for good reason. 

Pokemon will always have a special place in my heart. I hope to one day play with my grand kids.

The Search

Being in a metal band can be troublesome at times, because it's incredibly difficult to find competent band members. Since the beginning of time, my band had been searching for a bassist. We saw our fair share of poor auditions, and we started to lose all hope. Yesterday, however, this all changed.

I received a phone call from a Craigslist ad I had posted, in which I answered. It was a bass prospect. We talked for a while, and he seemed to be a genuine person with years of experience. I told him to come meet the rest of the band on Thursday to see if everything will work as planned.

Hopefully our long search can come to a conclusion.

Summer > Autumn

Of the four seasons in a year, I surprisingly find one of these to be my least favorite (by a long shot): the season of autumn. To some people, autumn represents the changing of trees into beautiful orange and yellow masterpieces, the smell of a fire coasting through the air on a late night, or the beginning of football season.

But I look at autumn from a different perspective. Personally, I believe fall is especially bleak and bland. The sky starts to turn into a constant dull shade, and trees are left barren after leaving their nuisance leaf friends on the ground to be raked. Not to mention, before fall is summer--a season full of outdoor recreational activities, warm weather, and green colors. Autumn takes this all away from us.

I don't know if I'll ever fully understand why people seem to love autumn so much. Yawn.

Timeless Souvenir

Over this past summer, I came to the conclusion that one accessory can add a world of classiness to someone. While walking the streets of Germany, I passed a watch store. This would be one of the grandest things to ever happen to me.

The next day, I walked past the store and looked at the beautiful watches that sat in the window. Finally, I determined I was going to take the plunge and empty my wallet for one of them. And so I did.

I entered the store, attempted to speak my best German, and pointed to a watch I wanted to try on. Using a variety of hand gestures, I told the female assistant if it was too large or too small. Once I put it on, it shimmered in the light. True love was found on that day.

I dug a lump sum of Euros out of my wallet, coughed up the money, and left the store. To this day, I still wear this watch; it is a timeless souvenir and has a nice shine to it.

Thank you, Germany.

Technology Is Interesting

Today, I'm writing this blog on my brand new MacBook Pro. It's my first laptop ever, so I'm pretty amazed by its functions. One benefit of having this computer is I can now watch TV and blog at the same time.

Technology is truly mind-boggling. It's interesting to think that this small laptop has more power than my desktop computer, which I only purchased two years ago. We've come incredibly far over the past ten years, and it's exciting to see what the future will hold.

Well, I'm off to go dilly-dally a bit more with this bad boy.

What's Next?

Sometimes, I wonder: Is there something bigger than the universe? I mean, thinks about it. We live in a state. That state is found in a country, which is found in a continent. That continent is found on a planet, which is part of a solar system. The solar system is part of a galaxy, which is a portion of a nebula. After a nebula, it's the universe. Doesn't that mean multiple universes should be part of something bigger?

Or on the flip side. It goes from atom, to proton, to electron, and to quark. But what makes a quark? Shouldn't there be something even smaller?

This is what keeps me up at night.

A Dog's Best Friend

One might quickly assume that a man is a dog's best friend. This is false.

I came home today to greet my anxious dog. Sure, I felt our bond, and it was strong. But then, something caught his eye. What was it? A tennis ball.

Being the nice owner that I am, I decided to let him play with the ball for as long as he wanted. That was the wrong move. He started putting it under furniture; he started to slobber everywhere; and he started to show he loved his ball more than me.

Rejection is tough.

Brain = Fried

Well, I can finally say that my ethnography is finished. Over the span of three grueling days, I tortured my mind by grinding out this essay. 

Looking back on it, I am grateful to have undergone this entire process. I met some amazing people at the church I went to for my research, and I established new friendships. 

Also, I've now written a 12-page essay' that's a resume builder right there.