
I was at home and bored for a couple of days. Usually, I would be working, but unusual circumstances kept me at home. I thought many thoughts and ate many hot pockets. I also watched a great movie, which I'll get to in a bit :D
Blogging plagued my mind as I fought back the urges to do my homework in a timely manner. As many know, I LOVE themed blogs. I think they are the most successful, and they are the easiest to read! I however love too many themes to just stick with one. Here's a list of blogs I really should create but will probably never have time for:
TravelRestaurant ReviewsMovies ReviewsThe BibleChurch ReviewsConcertsTeaching StrategiesDigital Photography TipsRandom Unplanned AdventuresBooks I'll never ReadAll Things Ice CreamWeight Loss Advice I'll never followSocks: just for feet?Great Shark Quotes: example: "He's so awesome, the sharks have a week dedicated to him"Maybe I'm getting a little carried away but you get the idea.
Watching a redbox classic (I'm lying), The Road, really got me thinking. It's a dreary Apocalyptic type of movie in which Viggo Mortensen clearly isn't in Middle earth anymore. The setting is more like dead, grey gloomy cannibalistic Earth: it wasn't fun, that's for sure. There was one point in the movie where these people were being starved to death in this cellar and then their limbs were being eaten, one by one. BAH! I thought to myself, how could anyone still believe in God at that point of pain and terror. My head began cycling the evil vs good rationale of my past atheist wanderings: it spawned a nasty cycle of self doubt, just until the end of the movie, and then I felt tiptop again.
It made me think about how detrimental it is for me personally to watch and participate in somber activities. In my heart I have an awareness of things to stay away from, things which are mentally, emotionally, and spiritually damaging. While this movie was well written if I had to do it over again, I think I might skip out due to it's dark nature. Some may argue that I'm in the "dark" by avoiding things I feel are depressing. Do I really care what other people think? not usually.
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A friend of a friend's father died yesterday. I've only been around this person a handful of times. She's really awful and annoying, but still I feel bad for her. She's 2 years younger than me. I cannot imagine either one of my parents passing. It must be a horrible thing to deal with, yet I do not know what to say to her. I don't even know her, do I say "I'm sorry for your loss". SO far, I've left it to her actual friends to express their condolences, but still I feel like sort of a douche for not saying anything. Conundrums.