Tuesday, March 24, 2009

March Break : Repetitive

Well... what can I say to describe my march break. How about repetitive? Mine and Tanya's march break consisted of us spending pointless house in the parking lot (car washes) of Country Style. This is what my day would consist of . . .
I would wake up and make my way downstairs to eat the same cereal I've been eating for about 2 years; Coco Puffs. I would then sit down and watch the drama on the Maury show until I got that message for Tanya that said: Coffee? So I would hop in my car, and make my way down the street to the Country Style car washes. Oh, how could I forget, before that I'd go through the drivethru to order a medium double double and a medium black. We would then park in the car washes with the other Serbs with no lives. For another four hours we would sit there and judge the others that dare to pass by. Finally, around 6pm we would go home for about an hour to shower and eat what our mamas made us. Again, we would make our way back to Country Style. Now there would be more people there sitting in their cars. We would sit here for about another two hours just chatting away and drinking coffee. Sometimes I wonder how much business Country would loose if all the Serbs happened to disappear. The only sad part is that the parking lot is covered with garbage from pigs that are too lazy to walk three meters down to throw out their garbage. Now, I cant say I spent my endless nights there too, even though I did. But around 9-10pm we would all hop into our cars and make our way down to Attic Pizza for 2 for 1 wings on sale. There, we would continue our chitter chatter about endless and pointless topics that no one really understood why were talking about them. And can you guess were we went after the attic? If you guessed Country Style your defiantly right. I remember one night we retreated back to our "home" and noticed garbage cans in front of the car washes so no one could park inside. HA HA we giggled to ourselves and simply moved the garbage's and parked our cars in. Essentially, theres really no one can do because that is our spot to hang out and get away from being bored at home. And yes, this is what my march break consisted of. Coffees, car washes, and coverstaion. Can you say anymore repetitive?

Monday, March 9, 2009

Highschool

What to say about high-school? It is everything you could imagine. I mean there is that hallway that you don't want to walk by, there is that weird teacher, and there are the jocks and the popular people. There is always that one person, who cracks up the whole class, and always that one smart person people seem always to be copying off of. High-school can be compared to the survival of the fittest, because essentially no one can survive alone. You must be patient, hard working, and also keen to the tasks at hand. There are always aspects of high-school that one will love, and one will hate, but we must learn to live and deal with it. It is really remarkable to me to understand that soon, some of these kids will be going to university. For me, there is always a point where our young high-school minds, have to realize that our future is coming closer. For example, I'm sitting in class and the teacher is talking, all of a sudden, in the background I hear giggling. I understand jokes, fun, and games but there is always a time for laughter, but also a time to be serious. In university or college, you are just a number and nothing more. It is said for one to be lucky if your professor even knows your name. We are nothing but ants in a great nest of many. The future and our success lies in ourselves, not in others. In 5 years, many of us might be graduates, mothers, fathers, or spouses. The future must always be thought about. It is unbelievable to believe that people in high-school would even try and act this way next year. Basically, they will be laughed at for a moment, and then brushed off. The future leaves no hope for fools or people who do not plan their time, it is open for people who are willing enjoy life, know when and when to laugh or to be serious, and to be prepared for anything that comes at them.