Monday, March 31, 2008
Hope In A Kink
One Red Paper Clip...one little tiny probably 5 cent item that lead to one lucky man getting a house...it is one interesting idea, to constantly trade one item for another and another, but really was it about just trading?...Not really it was more about the story of the journey that the man took. Trading things is nothig new, but he took it to a new level, he set himself a goal and did what he had to in order to reach that goal. He didnt give up, he just kept at it. He was just a simple man looking for a way to get a house, looking for a future really in just a little red peice of metal. how many people can make a future from something that we all just take for granted? i think more people will really start to try but the truth of the matter is that it doesnt matter who does it now, it was all about Kyle McDonald he was the first and definately not the last...
Saturday, March 29, 2008
All You Got
As if it is any surprise really, but i am having a tegan and sara phase for about the 5 time this year...everything about the twin sister duo pulls me to them. the lyrics to their songs, their voices, end product of the songs, and really just them as people. i remember the first time i ever saw anything about them, it was on some old canadian kids show, probably ya to the max or something like. after that i always remember them, they were so different from other musicians during that time, they had short spikey hair (i think one was bleach blonde maybe both), they both had their lips pierced, and they were carrying around acoustic guitars. from that moment on i loved them and even though i didnt buy their album for years to come i always remembered who they were and wanted to know them.
the next time i was exposed to them when their song Dont Confess played on an episode of One Tree Hill...that is where the obsession started. i went out and got If It Was You..then cam So Jealous...i was addicted to those for a good while, usually having one or the other in my car or my cd player...I knew all the lyrics, i could hum any song, i was learning as much about them as i could, and i longed to see them in concert...that was a while ago and my life has changed alot since then, but still the one thing in my life that is still there are those two sisters...
I am 20 yrs old now, i have seen them live in concert, i have every album they have done (even the rarities) and their lyrics are sometimes what really gets me through the day...its not a lie either, i can wake up in the worst mood possible throw on the con and i will belt my heart out and with it goes my problems...i have realized now that perhaps wat i feel in love with so many years ago (the feeling i got watching that crazy little 5 min special) was something that i have just learned to accept. i have found a part of myself in them, and they give so much of themselves in their music, if i could ever thank them for all i have been able to receive as a result of who they are and all that they stand for i dont think i could find the right words. when people complain about them or have a problem with them as much as i try not to care, i do because they have been there for me and i in a way feel obligated to be there for them as well even if they dont no it....Isnt it odd that we can be influenced by something or someone and never be able to tell them just how much they mean to us...?
the next time i was exposed to them when their song Dont Confess played on an episode of One Tree Hill...that is where the obsession started. i went out and got If It Was You..then cam So Jealous...i was addicted to those for a good while, usually having one or the other in my car or my cd player...I knew all the lyrics, i could hum any song, i was learning as much about them as i could, and i longed to see them in concert...that was a while ago and my life has changed alot since then, but still the one thing in my life that is still there are those two sisters...
I am 20 yrs old now, i have seen them live in concert, i have every album they have done (even the rarities) and their lyrics are sometimes what really gets me through the day...its not a lie either, i can wake up in the worst mood possible throw on the con and i will belt my heart out and with it goes my problems...i have realized now that perhaps wat i feel in love with so many years ago (the feeling i got watching that crazy little 5 min special) was something that i have just learned to accept. i have found a part of myself in them, and they give so much of themselves in their music, if i could ever thank them for all i have been able to receive as a result of who they are and all that they stand for i dont think i could find the right words. when people complain about them or have a problem with them as much as i try not to care, i do because they have been there for me and i in a way feel obligated to be there for them as well even if they dont no it....Isnt it odd that we can be influenced by something or someone and never be able to tell them just how much they mean to us...?
Friday, March 28, 2008
logb(y) = x
In life we often make choices we don’t think will impact us as much as they end up doing. I made one of those choices. In a split second, by filling out one form, I gave up one of the few things that had always made sense to me. I don’t regret doing it, but I am unhappy with my choice, at least for today. It sounds weird to actually admit this and will it make me sound like a complete geek? Probably. So what is it that I miss??? Math…
Yes it’s true I miss dwelling over numbers and equations. Spending all the effort to find out was x actually equals. Doing numerous spread sheets and filling them with numerous formulas. It’s kind of an odd enjoyment really considering not long ago I used to struggle through almost every math problem I did.
It’s been almost a year since I have done any hard core work. Things I used to have memorized in the back of my head have now escaped my memory. The complex part of my mind seems to have started to die. How you ask did I come to such an odd conclusion you ask? All it took was watching my friend do financial spread sheets. I took one look at the text book and had the urge to solve. Upon leaving high school it was somewhat of a shock to my math teachers (Mr. Bolton, Mr.Hartle, Ms. McDonald, and Ms. Neufeld) that I was choosing a future without the unsolvable x. I’m sorry if I’ve disappointed all you you, but you knew I was never meant to be behind a desk for endless hours.
So as I shed a tear and raise my TI84 Plus for the 11 math credits that I have (and probably will never need) and the 4 of the best teachers I have ever had I have only one thing to ask you…Have you ever felt like you have lost a part of you before???
Yes it’s true I miss dwelling over numbers and equations. Spending all the effort to find out was x actually equals. Doing numerous spread sheets and filling them with numerous formulas. It’s kind of an odd enjoyment really considering not long ago I used to struggle through almost every math problem I did.
It’s been almost a year since I have done any hard core work. Things I used to have memorized in the back of my head have now escaped my memory. The complex part of my mind seems to have started to die. How you ask did I come to such an odd conclusion you ask? All it took was watching my friend do financial spread sheets. I took one look at the text book and had the urge to solve. Upon leaving high school it was somewhat of a shock to my math teachers (Mr. Bolton, Mr.Hartle, Ms. McDonald, and Ms. Neufeld) that I was choosing a future without the unsolvable x. I’m sorry if I’ve disappointed all you you, but you knew I was never meant to be behind a desk for endless hours.
So as I shed a tear and raise my TI84 Plus for the 11 math credits that I have (and probably will never need) and the 4 of the best teachers I have ever had I have only one thing to ask you…Have you ever felt like you have lost a part of you before???
Wednesday, March 26, 2008
Let Me Draw You A Floor Plan Of My Head And Heart...
Wrong, Bad, Immoral, Unethical, Unimaginable...all words probably associated with the title "Man Pregnant"...It's a true story, one that is in some way or another is rocking the world. Who would have thought right? Wrong, i mean come on a pregnant man when has that ever happened. It may seem hard to understand, men cant naturally carry a child (sorry guys you get to miss out on that joy in life)...But the pregnant man really isn't a man, well technically he is, but really he once was a woman. Get my point? He is Transgender, but has only had top surgery...
When i really start to think about this the first thought that i get is what a great thing this is, not only for science but for the family. His wife can't carry a baby so he has made a change in his life to make their life together that much more fulfilled. It truly is a great sacrifice, it would be hard enough to come to terms with not feeling like your in the right body and having the guts to make the changes to feel better about yourself, but to actually reverse certain parts of that drastic change so you can bring even more joy to your life is a huge step. The sad part in this story though is the fact that not everyone will look at it with such caring and open eyes.
Being transgender is already a big deal now a days. Heck anything related to GLBT is often black and white when it comes to opinions, grey is not really an option. Love us or hate us - maybe tolerate us (but that is still hate to some extent) is the way it tends to go. this man (and yes he is man despite what people will say about him not being truly a man without having bottom surgery) is not only bringing light to a way of life, but he is also raising the question of how accepting society can be. Many will give this a laugh, or a cruel word, and that is fine if its truly how you feel, but think for a moment - just one - of anytime in your life when someone has put you down...dont tell me it has never happened, we have all been laughed at, called names, talked about...take that feeling, that pain you felt, that lump in your throat, and multiply it by 10...got it? alright well every bad thing you might think about this father to be is making him feel the same way, even if he isn't right in front of you hearing your words. you are not alone in your displeasure with the situation there are tons more out there, and they have voiced their opinions through comments on the numerous articles, to being asked about their feelings on camera, or interviewed for an article...
It's okay if i havent convinced you that at the end of the day that a pregnant man is not something to laugh at and poke fun of. It doesnt matter all that much to me what you think... Just try to remember though, it shouldn't matter who you love or the lifestyle you choose to life, what does matter is the fact that we all the ability to love and we should share it with those around us. I'm not siting beside you right now telling you how wrong some of the things you do are, so why should get the right to the same thing to someone you don't know and who has done nothing to harm you?
When i really start to think about this the first thought that i get is what a great thing this is, not only for science but for the family. His wife can't carry a baby so he has made a change in his life to make their life together that much more fulfilled. It truly is a great sacrifice, it would be hard enough to come to terms with not feeling like your in the right body and having the guts to make the changes to feel better about yourself, but to actually reverse certain parts of that drastic change so you can bring even more joy to your life is a huge step. The sad part in this story though is the fact that not everyone will look at it with such caring and open eyes.
Being transgender is already a big deal now a days. Heck anything related to GLBT is often black and white when it comes to opinions, grey is not really an option. Love us or hate us - maybe tolerate us (but that is still hate to some extent) is the way it tends to go. this man (and yes he is man despite what people will say about him not being truly a man without having bottom surgery) is not only bringing light to a way of life, but he is also raising the question of how accepting society can be. Many will give this a laugh, or a cruel word, and that is fine if its truly how you feel, but think for a moment - just one - of anytime in your life when someone has put you down...dont tell me it has never happened, we have all been laughed at, called names, talked about...take that feeling, that pain you felt, that lump in your throat, and multiply it by 10...got it? alright well every bad thing you might think about this father to be is making him feel the same way, even if he isn't right in front of you hearing your words. you are not alone in your displeasure with the situation there are tons more out there, and they have voiced their opinions through comments on the numerous articles, to being asked about their feelings on camera, or interviewed for an article...
It's okay if i havent convinced you that at the end of the day that a pregnant man is not something to laugh at and poke fun of. It doesnt matter all that much to me what you think... Just try to remember though, it shouldn't matter who you love or the lifestyle you choose to life, what does matter is the fact that we all the ability to love and we should share it with those around us. I'm not siting beside you right now telling you how wrong some of the things you do are, so why should get the right to the same thing to someone you don't know and who has done nothing to harm you?
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