Friday, October 18, 2002, 09:16 a.m.
Class Discussion
We are afraid of the new or unknown because we live in various comfort zones. We are creatures of habit. We find something that we are comfortable with, a routine to live by, and try not to change from that. When we are forced to move out of out little bubble of comfort and forced to face reality, the unknown suddenly faces us and we become frightened. We start thinking 'what if i can't go back to my comfort zone after this? what do I do if this changes me?' The unknown is a frightening thing because it's something we don't know or understand. We frame our lives around the things that we can deal with in certain ways. Anything that forces us to change the way we look at the 'normal' things, the unknown, scares us. Our fears and prejudices frame the way we think and interact with others. New things can change our perspective. This can be a good thing, but it can also be bad. I think that most people know this. Most people want to change for the better, so they fear changing for the worse.
The ends do not always justify the means, but occaisionally they do. People take drastic measures that then blow up in their faces. Sometimes, however, the drastic actions taken prove to be the best decision. I feel forced to say that most often, the ends do not justify the means, though. The few exceptions are just that, excptions.
Okay, so that's actually for my english class. I was forced to take an absence today because i didn't have all of my work turned in. whatever. I did get to free-write about Hoovervilles. I kinda turned it into a rant on how bad Hoover was and how cool FDR was. I think FDR was a rad m.f. He was cool. Plain and simple, FDR was cool. He had polio, but did he let that stop him from becoming the President? Hell no. Did he ever let the public see him as a weakling? Not a chance in hell. Even when he was finally seen in his wheelchair, he still exuded that aura of power and control. He led America through her darkest hour and through the second world war. He was the only President to have four consecutive terms. (Of course it was illegal to have that many consecutive terms after him, but whatever.) Even FDR's wife, Eleanor, was a cool lady. She was an advocate for so many organizations. She travelled where and when her husbamd could not. She was his eyes, ears, and hands when he could not leave the White House. Eleanor was not a pretty woman, but she was still loved by most of the country. She attended functions in her husband's place; together they accomplished so much. Together they ran the country. FDR is my favorite President because of all the good things he did. And the fact that he led us through WW2 doesn't hurt much. Recently, there was an article in Newsweek saying that FDR refused to bomb the death camps. That might be true, it might not be true. The only hint was from a dying man who had no hard evidence. America today wants so badly to debunk every great leader this country has ever had that they are willing to use hearsay without any proof. Okay, so what if Jefferson didn't acknowlege his brats by one of his slaves. Lots of slave owners did that. They make such a big deal about people who fought for equal rights owning slaves. People thought differently then, get over it! People seriously thought that African-Americans were an inferior race. Completely false, but people not too long before the founders of our country thought our world was flat. Perceptions change as new information becomes available. George Washington's life has become one big lie. He existed, and was our first President. Everything after that is up for discussion.
Second portfolio is due Nov. 6!!
Think of issues that are important to you. Research the controversy and how you fit into it. The paper will be your analysis of this information. Find a way to put yourself into the issue. Write the senator, make a pamphlet, whatever. Use writing to put your say into the controversy. Pick something that's important to you.
Weekend assignment: decide on an issue. Commit to one thing, and in a short writing peice tell her what your stand is, how many sides are there, why it's important to you, you need your own voice, what is your researching plan? Four sources are required. Bring the articles or sites with you to class monday.
Fox
Wednesday, October 16, 2002, 10:28 a.m.
http://lib.nmsu.edu/instruction/evalcrit.html
Tuesday, October 15, 2002, 06:50 p.m.
I am a genius! I got a sweet, sweet 90 on my latest math quiz. This is a major accomplishment because, the way he grades, you can use notes on tests but not quizzes. So I expect more from myself on the quizzes since they are the ones that are actually testing my knowledge of the material. The best thing is that I could have earned a 100 because I realized my mistakes as I was leaving the campus that day. So, I actually do know all of that, and a 90 still helps my grade. I have to go to lab now, so ja!
kendiefox
"I beat the smart kids! I beat the smart kids! ow! I bent my wookie."
Thursday, October 10, 2002, 03:01 p.m.
yay! I made it through this week alive. I have about two more things to do before the weekend. ONE! I have to take a math quiz today at five thirty. Not too bad, really. TWO! I have to do my english portfolio and have it all turned in-like before eleven tomorrow morning. I don't have to go to that class tomorrow, but I do have to turn that in. She said the office closes at three tomorrow, but we all know what I'm like with dealines. I really do have to set my own dealines, so eleven am, it is. ^_^ Then, I get to play much DDR with Alisa-chan and maybe Aggie. Very much cool. I played yesterday with Alison and did fairly well. Passed Afronova both times I played it, but then failed the song afterwards. I'm just not used to playing five song sets. Katy Mills with the wallet-raping machine of DOOM has allowed my DDR sk1llz to grow lax. I shall train harder and become more l337. Okay, enough for now. Ja!
kendiefox
"My brother was trying to save me from this water monster and his lightning spell missed and hit me instead!"(paraphrased from FFX- Rikku)
Friday, October 4, 2002, 03:00 p.m.
What Marauder are you?
Created by 
legomyelfboy with help from goleafsgo
W00t! I loved him. He's so cool, and he's a werewolf. (therewolf) :P~
kendiefox
"Just, she fuckin' hates me. la la la la..."
Monday, September 30, 2002, 11:04 a.m.
I have discovered that I have this huge love of espionage novels. I love everything about them. The cool tools, the great cities, the edge-of-your-seat action, the plot twists, and turns, and holes. It's all do great! So, I'm reading the Bourne Identity. Very good, comes with my higest reccomendation and I haven't even finished it yet.
These people next to me need to recognize that other people might not want to hear all about their lives just becasue they are too lazy to move. I don't want to move from this computer and they are far too lazy to move when he hasn't so much as looked at his screen in the past fifteen minutes. She should be working up here, but no, she is talking to loser-boy over there. Just my luck would be that he's cute as well as annoying. He is, damnit! Why????? *fist to the sky* Why must the few cute guys at this school be total asses? Ah well, I'm hungry. That means it's lunchtime. Ja!
Kendiefox!
"You fell victim to one of the classic blunders. The most famous is 'Never get involved in a land war in Asia.' but only slightly less well known is this: 'Never go in agaist a Sicillian when death is on the line!'*laughs then falls over dead*"
Thursday, September 26, 2002, 03:32 p.m.
*bounce* I'm all hyper. I got an A on the math test I thought I failed (w00t!), and I got a 76 on the essay history test I didn't study for and didn't finish the readings for. So, that makes me happy. The weather here is beautiful. Sunny, not too hot, breezy but not windy, it's perfectly marvelous. ^_~ I would really like to get a new book to read, but I'm trying to wait another week and get it in Houston when I go. Grarr... I'm hungry all of a sudden. I shall eat soon-ish. (Within the next hour) I go now to read my webcomics and check my mail. *bounces away*
Kendiefox!
"Believe you can change the world."
Wednesday, September 25, 2002, 09:45 a.m.
I got an A on my math test! w00t! ph34r my l33t skillz. ^^; or just be happy for me.
Kendiefox
"And in your busy, dizzy life/ You will become everything you said you would."
Tuesday, September 24, 2002, 03:12 p.m.
Wee! My home computer is gone for a week or so. The video card is shot. *mourn* Okay, well, at least I get to use these computers here at school. At least I can still email and post and write my english paper that's due tomorrow and we've had two weeks to work on. yeah, that paper. heh eh, *glances around nervously before remembering that Kristen cannot hit me here* How 'bout them Texans? Yeah, how about those guys? Have they won anything since they spanked Dallas the first weekend? (you can tell I don't watch many sports) Okay, enough of the random topic changes. (like I ever mean that when i say it) I'm thinking I'll be hand writing my paper out and then typing it up later. Perhaps after math lab. I know it's late, but that's when I'd be typing it if I had a computer at home. I'm considering getting myself a laptop. Of course that's only after I get a job down here. Job market here sucks. *growl* Good news!! I got my new contact. Chris brought it back with him when he went to Houston last weekend. I don't have to wear my glasses anymore! Hooray! I like my glasses and all, but they really do make my face look completely different. They make my eyes look smaller (I'm extremely nearsighted and I have an astigmatism) and they tend to make my face look rounder. They add just that little bit too much symmetry to my face. -__-;; I feel like such a girl when I say things like that. I don't really care how I look, but then again, I haven't had a date in a while. Oh yeah, and no one has hit on me once since I got down here. *pout* That really boosts my self-esteem. I know it's bad to base how you feel about yourself on what others think of the way you look, but we all do it. Otherwise why would women wear strapless bras, high heels, and pants three sizes too small in the effort to look good and get a male's attention? (Ooh, logic.) It makes women feel good to know that someone thinks they look good enough to hit on and flirt with. Then they tell the guy off and go on with their lives. Again, we all do that. (At least, those of us with a decent amount of self-esteem) I'm babbling again, aren't I? I should probably go now. Ja!
Kendiefox!
"I decide who lives or dies. I decide who lives or dies." (points to the person who emails me correctly identifying the tv series it comes from)
Thursday, September 19, 2002, 03:57 p.m.
Old Souls and Past Lives
I believe in reincarnation and that certain souls travel together. This is important for the rant that shall follow.
I think that I have always known certain people. It just makes sense. How we manage to know so much about each other in such a sort time and with few words said. The fact that we believe so much of the same stuff, and when one says something that the other can't put into words and so agrees instantly. If that isn't recognition of soul-friends, then what is it? Old souls are born into new bodies, so why would they not choose to be reborn with or near their dearest friends? I'm not going to say who I think I have known before. If they believe the same, they'll know who I'm talking about, and if they don't believe the same, they can just wonder who I mean. I've been having odd dreams all of my life. Maybe they were past lives, maybe they were just random firings of my brain. Some of them were indeed prescient. (look it up.) It scares me sometimes when I get these feelings that I can't explain nor can I deny them. Like when Jonathan and Kristen and I were out one night and Jonathan was going to drive her home. I just had this feeling that he shouldn't, but one of them was going somewhere the next day and I didn't want to say anything so as to give them time for their goodbyes and whatnot. But they new something was bugging me and Kristen finally got it out of me. I felt bad, but when I called Jonathan, he understood and said he sometimes did the same thing. Kay teases me about being an empath, but I do think that sometimes I am. It would explain how I completely understand what someone is feeling even though I haven't been in that situation myself. Maybe this is all just mysticism and I should stop reading fluff fantasy novels. I've felt this way for a long time, before I started reading fantasy. Those books just gave me a name to put to my feelings and intuitions. It's sad that no one reads this. I wish someone would comment on this. Either telling me I should have my head examined or telling me that I'm not crazy, that maybe I'm right. I already know some of my friends believe in reincarnation. That doesn't mean they believe I was their friend in past lives. Hells, I don't even know if I fully believe that myself.
Maybe I just need to talk to someone face to face or on the phone. I know I want to. But no one calls for me. Unloved and possibly crazy, that's me alright. Well, whatever anyone else thinks about this, it is what I believe. I don't know it to be true, I just feel it. Like how you know someone is standing behind you without looking. You just KNOW it, deep in your soul, not in your head. That's where I know all of this.
Kendiefox
"She was drifting in and out of sanity. But in all other ways she was fine."
Thursday, September 19, 2002, 03:13 p.m.
Umm, archivedness. I just posted before I archived. If you want to see the post click on the most recent archive in the listing on the side. I should really think about when I posted before I archive, that would delete the need for this message.
Kendiefox
"Hitler wore khakis."