Lifes a bitch, then you die.
After 2 years of university, I have come to the conclusion that I have no interest in Psychology.
So I am falling back on my Grade 2 Dreams: I am going to become a climatologist.
All the negativity, All the acting, all the pretending things are alright all the time. It’s too much for one person to handle.
I will be my true self, and I guarantee, None of you will like it.
I hurt, A LOT.
Why? well, on the weekend, I the pleasure of sustaining a back injury. And no one believes me when I say what happened. I have scratches across my back that looks like i used a puffer fish for a loofah by accident, and i have a nice swollen bar across my back right where the lumbar support of EVERY seat goes. What happened? What attacked me?
Well, it was this:
Yep, a tree fell on me. We were pushing over dead trees to use for fire wood. We were pushing them back and forth in a safe direction, but when we spun it around once to loosen it up, it snapped straight at the angle i was standing. All i heard was “Look out!” and i was on the ground.
It was thick too!
I leave you with this: If a tree falls in the forest, and no one is there to hear it, will it still land on Jon’s back?
Yep. Woke up at 8:56am. Had to be at the doctors for 9:30am. The drive is 30 minutes. Luckily, I was a cadet for sometime and I have learned to rush myself to the extreme. I ended up getting into my car at 9:02, a full 6 minutes later which included me showering and eating.
Walked into the doctors office at 9:31
So today, at 830am, who else calls my house? My work place. Some idiot called in sick and i now need to go in a work after I got home at 5am. WOOT more hours! WRONG. technically, these are already my hour. this work place has been consistently cutting my hours and giving them to the newer people to ‘be fair’. the funny things is that of the percentage of shifts they cut from me, I work about 50% of them. This makes me as the question, why would you constantly give away the most reliable persons hours to people who have consistently proved themselves irresponsible and ungrateful of them?
Yea, i work at an office supply store, and there is not too much of a demand for product right now. I understand that times are tough and all that crap but there is a little thing called employee loyalty, and in that principle, you would generally give the people who are more senior or more experienced priority in hours over the other associates and that new guy that doesn’t even the know the difference between a laptop screen protector and a back of yogurt covered raisin.
Why the annoyance? well, last night at about 5pm, the guy who called into work tonight asked if i WANTED to work his shift. Wanted implies, he’s got other things to do and needs to get out of it. I said no, I had plans today. Oh Well, this morning he called in sick. And who do they call to pick up the slack? Who do they need to come in and work a shift that should have already been mine?
The reason i am mad is because i plan my day to day event with excruciating detail. When someone calls me into work, its throws my plans and schedule right out the door. Had I already been scheduled today, it would not have been a problem. BUT now i need to let 5 friends now i am ditching out on them cuz of stupid work.
Yea Yea Yea, How is screamo going to help me in my mellow mood. Well Children, I went through the 2000 songs on my ipod and compiled a playlist of total mellow, gloomy and chill-out songs about love and heartbreak. Each band is either metal, screamo, punk, hard rock or the like, and i find that they do the slow songs the best.
I don’t entirely know why, but I miss math. Math, Algebra, Calculus, Pushing the beads over on a abacus, what ever it is, there is a beauty in numbers, and i miss it.
See, math is one of the few rewarding subject in life, and it is quite literally the fuel that the world around us has been constructed upon. If you are presented with a complex math problem, you will get frustrated, you will get angry, you will want to give up. BUT nothing can compare to the satisfaction you get once your answer is the answer that is posted in the results section of the book.
Math and beauty: You see, math is beautiful. Other than the complex shapes and figures you can create by replication towards infinity, but in architecture, art, even instrument. Music is a calculated scale of octave and sound waves that reverberate and transfer their energy into the surrounding. Much as a cone can be stretched to infinity to definitively produce two straight lines, the keys on a piano could theoretically could exceed the >100 keys you get on a piano, and reproduce sounds that would exceed the human hearing capacity.
Look, math is definetively about making order from chaos. To all the scientists out there going “no, all life runs on DNA and biology or chemistry or BLAH BLAH BLAH BLAH” (<-aaron), just think of the foundational building blocks of life. DNA, is essentially a binary language bases on bases GTAC instead of the computational 010101010. It is mathematical formulae that produce individuality and infinitly recombine your genetic information to produce you. Think about the number of cross overs and recombinations that occured from the first humans in order to end up with the exact combination that runs through your blood stream and makes your hair red or black?
After all of the logarithms and matrices and computations and exponents and square roots and quadratics and so on and so forth, One needs to find Beauty in the genius revolving around the numbers that you so desperately crunch to get close to an A on your next test.
And because math is logic and logic is thought and thought is mind and mind is brain and brain is organ and organs are in essence when compiled in the proper order a human and humans are mammals and mammals are organisms and organisms are cells and cells are just a combination of fundamental elements and elements are quite common, Theoretically speaking, math should be common sense.
See what I did there?