Hello

I haven't been on my blog in a long time, and I have a little free time. So I thought I would write to all 5 of my followers :) Hello to you all lol. All this college drama is a little stressful, but I'll be glad when I get my acceptance letter and I will be able to relax. I hope all the juniors are not going to procrastinate on the senior year stuff, that makes life hectic. Well, I'm about to have to start working again. It was nice talking to all of you lol

A Long Night of Shattered Dreams

The Term Holocaust

The holocaust was a terrible tragedy. Many innocent people were murdered for a deluded idea of a solution to Germany's problems. Because of a conceitedly based idea, many people had to suffer. Superior race? Seriously? How many great innovations, ideas, advancements and so on have been made throughout the years? Where the inventors and heroes behind all these stories from one single race? No. Why must we be such proud creatures? No one person is "superior" to the other. Why must people have an arrogant attitude?

You may have a different outlook on this topic, and that is your right, but people who chose to ignore problems enable the problems to grow. Listen when problems arise. Do not ignore what is in front of you. For you may tell yourself that this problem will go away and is practically insignificant, but no problem is insignificant. Do you think that the people who were in Germany in the 1930s thought German problems would result in a new political party that would heartlessly slaughter innocent people? I think not. Therefore you must see that small problems now may be the gateways for disasters in the future.

I know the Holocaust seems ancient to my generation. Think of it this way: There are still people alive today that had to suffer through the horrendous events. The Holocaust is not so far behind us. I hope that no one ever takes light the events of the Holocaust. The acts of the Nazis baffle me. How could anyone be so heartless? I hope we never have to live through such a time again.

Pictured above is a picture I got here. This is what I think of when I think of the a holocaust or the Holocaust. This picture shows many bodies in a trench. The sad thing is, some of those people may have dug that trench, which was to become their grave. This shows how tragic things were during that time.

Elie Wiesel

Elie Wiesel grabbed hold of my emotions in his book Night. He is such an amazing writer. What he went through was tragic and the fact that he survived containment in the Nazis camps and then later wrote about it shocks me. He did not want the cold-hearted acts of the Nazis to fade with time. He did something that few people would do in his time. Elie Wiesel is a wonder.

Darkness

An excerpt from Night that has darkness in the passage is:

We received no food. We lived on snow; it took the place of bread. The days resembled the nights, and the nights left in our souls the dregs of their darkness. The train rolled slowly, often halted for a few hours, and continued. It never stopped snowing. We remained lying on the floor for days and nights, one on top of the other, never uttering a word. We were nothing but frozen bodies. Our eyes closed, we merely waited for the next stop, to unload our dead.

This passage has darkness all throughout. The darkness that the nights left in the prisoner souls is one example. The nights were so terrible, they left imprints on the souls of all who survived. Also, the passage talks about the dead. This has a lot of darkness within.

Early Morning Trips

This morning, my brother came home from Kentucky. He came home at four this morning. I woke up and he was there. I was really excited. A little later, I went to Walmart with my dad. After getting all the items we needed, we checked out and went outside. Dad wasn't feeling well and drank something quickly. After the sugar got into his system, he was feeling a bit better. He said his hands weren't shaking anymore, but his legs were.

On the way home, I looked over at my dad and realized he was having a hard time driving. For some reason, this made me think of something almost completely unrelated.

I was eating Doritos one day when I pulled out one covered in seasoning. This was the holy grail of all chips. I was so excited. I showed my dad and he laughed. I gave him the chip and was happy. Daddy really enjoyed it.

I later told someone that story and he asked me why I gave away a prized chip, knowing of my addiction to chips. I told him that it would have been nice to have eaten that chip, but having my dad enjoy the chip was so much better.

When I remembered that in the truck this morning, I was really glad I did that. I don't want to have later regrets. If we do things for other people now, we won't have to regret wasted opprotunities with people later on. I don't want to look back on my life and wish that i would have been a nicer person. All this was caused over an early morning trip with my dad.

Wings

My brother has just gotten his wings, that is, he graduated from Air Assault school. He is really glad to be done with all the studying and training. I am so proud of him. D has been through so much in his life and he is really doing something now. I miss him a lot, and I know he misses me, but this is all worth the bad feelings. David is really making something of himself, and I am SO proud of him.

David has changed a lot in the last 8 months. He has matured and become more responsible. Even though he has had changes, he is still my goofy older brother. He always makes me smile, just by the way he says things. I always have a big smile on my face when he calls.

What makes David getting his wings so great is that he is really afraid of heights. To earn wings, one must learn to repel from a helicopter. "I just don't see the sense in jumping out of a perfectly good plane," David once joked. Well, once again, I'm proud of you D!

Bothersome Occurrences

Sometimes I get aggravated and upset at the littlest things. I really hate how I do that, but I really have no control over my emotions. I try to hold back my frustration, but sometimes I can't help but get upset.

One thing that upsets me is when I find out the end to a movie or a book before I am finished. This happened just a few moments ago and now I am fighting back the frustration. I found out the ending to The Great Gatsby by F. Scott Fitzgerald. I am actually kind of devastated by this. I know, this is a weird and insignificant thing to get upset about, but I am. This is just me.

Another thing that upsets me for no real reason is being interrupted. I get really aggravated when people continually interrupt me. So much so that I won't even attempt to tell the person what I was saying after about the third interruption. This is kind of ridiculous and childish, but I get so bugged by being interrupted.

I also have an issue with people eating my food. I get really upset with my brother especially. He would always eat my share of dinner and I wouldn't eat anything the rest of the day, in silent protest. Another childish decision, I know.

Sometimes I laugh at how ridiculous I am. I can hardly believe all the things that bug me. But I try not to let things bother me so much.

Connecting

As I was riding the bus to school today, I realized how people connect with one another over the simplest of things. Someone mentioned a tire swing and many different childhood stories were revealed and shared. Everyone seemed to have a way to tie in with the conversation and become a part of that link with others.

We sometimes don't realize how easy relating to someone can be. We also don't realize that sometimes people search for that connection with people, just to get through another day. If we take a little time, we could find that we have ties to complete strangers.

I also realized how easy starting a conversation can be. Even if the conversation is on a completely random topic, like salt. I had a for person conversation on salt last night. I thought the idea was very funny.

People can be so random at times, but we still connect and relate to them. I find that intriguing.

Life in the 1920s

Living in the 1920s sounds exciting. The 20s are referred to as the "Roaring 20s." The 20s were a time for celebrating. Here is a site that has a lot of details about the 20s. I think living in the 20s wouold be fun. People went out and danced all the time. I love dancing, so I suppose I would enjoy living in the 20s.