Sometimes you make little, seemingly insignificant decisions that bring about really nice things in life.
I rode my bike today for the first time in a really long time--I'd missed the feeling of the cool air rushing past my face as I sped through the town under the evening sky. I've always enjoyed solo sunset bike rides in Little Elm. They provide for some nice solitary time to just think about things, and listening to epic music as I ride through the abandoned park after nightfall makes me feel as if I'm in some kind of adventure story. So I decided to take advantage of the free time I'm convincing myself I have right now (when I should be studying for two CBE's I need to pass within two weeks in order to graduate) to dust off my bike from the garage, put in my earphones, and take off.
When I got to the next street over, though, I saw the father of an old friend of mine working in his garage. I kept riding past him to the end of the street, and then I came to a stop. Why not just say hi? I hadn't really seen him in a long time, and at one point in my life (seven years ago) he was literally like a second father to me. Yes, it would be kind of a hassle. I would have to pause the music and put my earphones up to give a semi-awkward "hello" from behind him to talk for what would probably be like ten seconds. But it could be a nice conversation, I thought to myself. I supposed I may as well just say hi quickly.
So I turned around to ride back to his house, and I said hello. After talking about ten seconds, he suggested I say hi to my old friend, who was inside. So I put down my bike and walked into the house that I hadn't entered for about four years or so.
We ended up talking for over an hour. He'd just completed his freshman year in college, majoring in architecture at Texas Tech, and so we took a while to catch up. It'd been nearly a year since even any textual communication between us, and it was nice to sit and talk and laugh with him again in his living room, just as I'd done daily six years ago. It's crazy how time passes.
Eventually we said goodbye and I continued on my bike ride, but we'd had a great time catching up with one another, swapping stories of high school and college and more. And that simply would not have happened were it not for my little decision to just say hi to his dad. It's funny how little things happen like that sometimes. How many opportunities are missed because we don't take the opportunity to just stop and say hello?
Just something to think about.
Friday, May 24, 2013
Wednesday, May 15, 2013
Welp.
First of all, I DON'T HAVE STREP THROAT. Yay!!! So have no fear if you've been around me recently; the doctor recommended I continue to go to school since whatever I have isn't really contagious.
I thought I had strep because my throat is sore, but not in the normal common-cold-scratchy-phlegm kind of sore. More in the I-just-took-a-three-hour-car-ride-and-strained-my-vocals-singing-along-terribly-to-several-albums kind of sore. Which I get fairly often, but I suspiciously haven't been singing that much this week. Which is probably good for humanity overall.
Still, this is the fourth time I've been sick this year. Before my senior year, I hadn't been sick since literally seventh grade. I have no idea what the difference could be. Overall, I'm getting (slightly) more sleep than I was last year, I'm less stressed than I was last year, etc etc. But for some reason, I'm getting more sick more often. How strange. I'm just glad I don't really mind being sick. Sure, swallowing hurts like hell, but I get over stuff like that pretty easily. I've been sick since Sunday night, but the doctor said it should go away on its own by Friday, and my throat doesn't hurt nearly as bad as it has over the course of the week. So that's awesome.
However, this is also a bad thing becauuuuuse: I still have to take my AP Macro exam tomorrow morning. *gasp*
You know, I may be AcDec Gold State Economics Champion (WUT WUT REPRESENT), but it's been like three months since I won that medal and I have probably forgotten a fair amount of that material since. Also, the super-smart planner that I am, I started studying a whoooooole 24 hours before the test. Whoo!
Econ is really easy in general, but that's the bad thing--to get a five, you need over 80% of the test answered correctly. I've no clue how prepared I'll be by then. I have a vague feeling that I should probably be, you know, like, studying for it or something instead of writing this blog. But you know, whatever.
CALC BC DOWN. PHYSICS C DOWN. MACRO YOU'RE UP
You know what's also up? Tornadoes. I love love love storms but for some strange reason have never quite warmed up to the idea of the possibility of giant whirlwinds of dust and debris destroying my house and scraping the skin off my body and just wreaking general havoc. It just doesn't seem too appealing. I'm not terribly worried about it since the storm won't be getting here in Little Elm for another half-hour and could have died down considerably by then, and I don't get worried about these things much anyway. Also, my sister Emma's reactions to references to our impending doom are rather hilarious. She's demanded we prepare for a tornado only she thinks is coming, and only took a break from frantically running around the house in panic because dad cleverly convinced her that sweeping the kitchen floor would help. So this all adds an interesting dimension of excitement to this night of studying.
Studying... why does that remind me of something I should be--OHH I SHOULD BE STUDYING FOR ECON NOW. kthxbai
I thought I had strep because my throat is sore, but not in the normal common-cold-scratchy-phlegm kind of sore. More in the I-just-took-a-three-hour-car-ride-and-strained-my-vocals-singing-along-terribly-to-several-albums kind of sore. Which I get fairly often, but I suspiciously haven't been singing that much this week. Which is probably good for humanity overall.
Still, this is the fourth time I've been sick this year. Before my senior year, I hadn't been sick since literally seventh grade. I have no idea what the difference could be. Overall, I'm getting (slightly) more sleep than I was last year, I'm less stressed than I was last year, etc etc. But for some reason, I'm getting more sick more often. How strange. I'm just glad I don't really mind being sick. Sure, swallowing hurts like hell, but I get over stuff like that pretty easily. I've been sick since Sunday night, but the doctor said it should go away on its own by Friday, and my throat doesn't hurt nearly as bad as it has over the course of the week. So that's awesome.
However, this is also a bad thing becauuuuuse: I still have to take my AP Macro exam tomorrow morning. *gasp*
You know, I may be AcDec Gold State Economics Champion (WUT WUT REPRESENT), but it's been like three months since I won that medal and I have probably forgotten a fair amount of that material since. Also, the super-smart planner that I am, I started studying a whoooooole 24 hours before the test. Whoo!
Econ is really easy in general, but that's the bad thing--to get a five, you need over 80% of the test answered correctly. I've no clue how prepared I'll be by then. I have a vague feeling that I should probably be, you know, like, studying for it or something instead of writing this blog. But you know, whatever.
CALC BC DOWN. PHYSICS C DOWN. MACRO YOU'RE UP
You know what's also up? Tornadoes. I love love love storms but for some strange reason have never quite warmed up to the idea of the possibility of giant whirlwinds of dust and debris destroying my house and scraping the skin off my body and just wreaking general havoc. It just doesn't seem too appealing. I'm not terribly worried about it since the storm won't be getting here in Little Elm for another half-hour and could have died down considerably by then, and I don't get worried about these things much anyway. Also, my sister Emma's reactions to references to our impending doom are rather hilarious. She's demanded we prepare for a tornado only she thinks is coming, and only took a break from frantically running around the house in panic because dad cleverly convinced her that sweeping the kitchen floor would help. So this all adds an interesting dimension of excitement to this night of studying.
Studying... why does that remind me of something I should be--OHH I SHOULD BE STUDYING FOR ECON NOW. kthxbai
Tuesday, May 14, 2013
Why, hello there.
Welcome to disjecta membra, my random musings blog. I have no idea what kind of content will be here but probably just random thoughts/musings/things about my life, if you happen to particularly care about that kind of stuff. If so, yay! Welcome. If not... what the frap are you doing here? GET OFF MAH BLOOG.
Life musings for now: life is awesome. Me gusta mucho. I'm graduating in three and a half weeks and... I can't process exactly what this means on a real level. I can't truly grasp it yet. Like, I'm leaving high school, I'm leaving my home town, I'm leaving the life I grew up with for something completely new. It's a brand-new chapter in my life, and I am fully aware that that's an awfully overly used cliché, but that's because it's so true. I don't even think it'll truly hit me until a week or so into college, or maybe when I'm silently crying as I walk to class on a particularly harshly cold Boston morning that is slowly murdering my native Texan body.
As for now, one more AP exam, some random work, and I'm done with school for the most part. Then graduation and I'll never again have a class at my high school again. That's such a weird thought. Eventually it'll fade in my memory the same way that middle school did.
But yeah, life is good. Minimal stress right now, and I'm psyched for summer, which is going to be awesome. I should also get to bed because I'm tired and kind of sick, so I shall continue this later.
Hasta la vista!
Life musings for now: life is awesome. Me gusta mucho. I'm graduating in three and a half weeks and... I can't process exactly what this means on a real level. I can't truly grasp it yet. Like, I'm leaving high school, I'm leaving my home town, I'm leaving the life I grew up with for something completely new. It's a brand-new chapter in my life, and I am fully aware that that's an awfully overly used cliché, but that's because it's so true. I don't even think it'll truly hit me until a week or so into college, or maybe when I'm silently crying as I walk to class on a particularly harshly cold Boston morning that is slowly murdering my native Texan body.
As for now, one more AP exam, some random work, and I'm done with school for the most part. Then graduation and I'll never again have a class at my high school again. That's such a weird thought. Eventually it'll fade in my memory the same way that middle school did.
But yeah, life is good. Minimal stress right now, and I'm psyched for summer, which is going to be awesome. I should also get to bed because I'm tired and kind of sick, so I shall continue this later.
Hasta la vista!
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