Alright, time for the annual "what's New Year's mean?" thought process.
A new year is a fresh start. A new year means that I can forget all the poopy things that happened in the last year. It means that I can move on with my life, and learn and do new things.
New Year's is time to reflect on the last year. From the times when I hated my life to the times when life was a joyride, I can reflect on it and figure out what the heck it all means.
It's also scary. This year holds so many new things for me. Moving, for the first time in my memory. Moving, not only to Ottawa, but out on my own, for the first time. Going to university. I'll only be seventeen when I move out, and that's young, man! I'll be leaving most of my friends, and that's scary. But so so exciting. I can't wait to get out of here, I can't wait to be on my own. I'm excited and jittery and scared, and just want high school to be over.
I guess that's what New Year's means. But I'm not entirely sure.
DFTBA
JR
30 December 2009
15 December 2009
Read, every day, something no one else is reading. Think, every day, something no one else is thinking. Do, every day, something no one else would be-
... silly enough to do. It is bad for the mind to be always part of unanimity. - Christopher Morley
Alright. Venting time.
He's wrong. Happiness is dependant upon sadness to give it meaning. You can't understand an emotion if you've never felt anything else. If happiness is an emotion, and sadness is it's antithesis, then sadness is an essential part of our lives.
Also, hatred is essential to understanding love. Hatred is nothing but the absence of love. If God feels sadness and happiness and hatred and love, then they must all be part of humanity and human life. We need them all to be truly human.
Time to change topics:
If there's one person I'd like to be, it's Alaska Young. To be able to leave behind such a legacy is the most anyone can ask for. To be able to make people ask questions - that's a dream come true. If I can make someone question the things they've always believed, then my life will not have been a waste. Questioning is good, and people don't do it nearly enough.
Think, people, think! It's good for you! Use your brain!
JR
Alright. Venting time.
He's wrong. Happiness is dependant upon sadness to give it meaning. You can't understand an emotion if you've never felt anything else. If happiness is an emotion, and sadness is it's antithesis, then sadness is an essential part of our lives.
Also, hatred is essential to understanding love. Hatred is nothing but the absence of love. If God feels sadness and happiness and hatred and love, then they must all be part of humanity and human life. We need them all to be truly human.
Time to change topics:
If there's one person I'd like to be, it's Alaska Young. To be able to leave behind such a legacy is the most anyone can ask for. To be able to make people ask questions - that's a dream come true. If I can make someone question the things they've always believed, then my life will not have been a waste. Questioning is good, and people don't do it nearly enough.
Think, people, think! It's good for you! Use your brain!
JR
06 December 2009
We've got planets and galaxies and moons, and an aweful lot of running to do! - Chameleon Circuit
Vlog update:
A name has been chosen: ONC. ONC stands for Ontario Nerd Conglomeration, but I'm thinking maybe Channel would be more appropriate. I'm working on some formatting ideas, including possibly sharing the vlog with Tim. I told him we should, but he wasn't too excited about it. And then he heard the name and was excited and jumped up on the wagon.
Projected launch date is Tuesday 29 December. Updates on Tuesdays and Fridays from me, and Tim will probably take one or two days a week as well, and it will be made of win. The lovely Cherd is working on theme music, and I'm super-duper excited about it.
In other news, I've become completely obsessed with YouTube, and it is irreversable, I believe.
Also, I'm out of books to read, so if y'all have suggestions, I'll try to read them. I've decided that my New Year's resolution for next year will be to read a novel a week, for a total of 52 novels next year. They don't have to be long, but I need to start a list so that I don't end up getting way behind. So, please help!
DFTBA,
Jennie.Rae
A name has been chosen: ONC. ONC stands for Ontario Nerd Conglomeration, but I'm thinking maybe Channel would be more appropriate. I'm working on some formatting ideas, including possibly sharing the vlog with Tim. I told him we should, but he wasn't too excited about it. And then he heard the name and was excited and jumped up on the wagon.
Projected launch date is Tuesday 29 December. Updates on Tuesdays and Fridays from me, and Tim will probably take one or two days a week as well, and it will be made of win. The lovely Cherd is working on theme music, and I'm super-duper excited about it.
In other news, I've become completely obsessed with YouTube, and it is irreversable, I believe.
Also, I'm out of books to read, so if y'all have suggestions, I'll try to read them. I've decided that my New Year's resolution for next year will be to read a novel a week, for a total of 52 novels next year. They don't have to be long, but I need to start a list so that I don't end up getting way behind. So, please help!
DFTBA,
Jennie.Rae
04 December 2009
"Spotty, unfit, neurotic, unfunny, forgetful, weedy" - Charlie McDonell (SP?)
So, big-ish news.
Coming sometime shortly after Christmas, I shall be posting on YouTube instead of here. Actually, I might keep this up, I'm not sure, but I plan on starting up a vlog on YouTube. I've a slight obsession, and I thought that it would be a good idea to jump into the community by which I'm so fascinated.
I'm still trying to come up with a name for it, so if you've got any ideas, that'd be great. I'm thinking something either anagramatical, or an alliteration. Some kind of wordplay would be great. Unfortunately, the best I can come up with is Knocturnal Knovelist, and I don't like to call myself a novelist at the best of times, so I'm not totally sold, yet.
It has to come after Christmas, because then I will be in possession of my very own, brand new laptop, and then I'll actually have the apparati that I will need to make a video for a vlog. I'm sort of really excited for this, I hope it works.
Coming sometime shortly after Christmas, I shall be posting on YouTube instead of here. Actually, I might keep this up, I'm not sure, but I plan on starting up a vlog on YouTube. I've a slight obsession, and I thought that it would be a good idea to jump into the community by which I'm so fascinated.
I'm still trying to come up with a name for it, so if you've got any ideas, that'd be great. I'm thinking something either anagramatical, or an alliteration. Some kind of wordplay would be great. Unfortunately, the best I can come up with is Knocturnal Knovelist, and I don't like to call myself a novelist at the best of times, so I'm not totally sold, yet.
It has to come after Christmas, because then I will be in possession of my very own, brand new laptop, and then I'll actually have the apparati that I will need to make a video for a vlog. I'm sort of really excited for this, I hope it works.
25 November 2009
Anagramatically
Just wanted to share with anyone who cares:
Jennie Rae Urban anagrams to Ninja ear be rune. I'm still trying to find something better for the "ear be" part. :D
J
Jennie Rae Urban anagrams to Ninja ear be rune. I'm still trying to find something better for the "ear be" part. :D
J
12 November 2009
I'm usually a very peaceful guy but I'm gonna kill you - I'm Gonna Kill You by Hank Green
So, just thought I'd let y'all in on Secret Project #1. (Actually, it's not secret. I'm trying to enlist as much help as I can, so...)
I've started a new blog (hilaryoudyk.blogspot.com). This is for my Philosophy ISU, and I'd like as much help as I can get. Basically, the premise is that I want to figure out what the hell happened to privacy and why the hell do we have this innate desire to post our every stupid thought online for everyone to see.
So, head over to hilaryoudyk.blogspot.com and leave a comment, please. I'll probably address it in my next post, and you'll even get to feel good for helping me with my super-huge philosophy ISU which I'll probably be working on every night. :D
I've started a new blog (hilaryoudyk.blogspot.com). This is for my Philosophy ISU, and I'd like as much help as I can get. Basically, the premise is that I want to figure out what the hell happened to privacy and why the hell do we have this innate desire to post our every stupid thought online for everyone to see.
So, head over to hilaryoudyk.blogspot.com and leave a comment, please. I'll probably address it in my next post, and you'll even get to feel good for helping me with my super-huge philosophy ISU which I'll probably be working on every night. :D
03 November 2009
Damn Facebook, too bloody addicting! - Hank Green and Michael Aranda, DFTBA
Alright, so this was going to be a fun and upbeat post about all the places I want to go and things I want to do when Allison and I go on our road trip.
And then I watched a video on YouTube (which shouldn't have even happened, because I should be writing a cover letter). It was a mothers day song, and the guy's mother had cancer. He says, "This may be her last mothers day."
And then, the stupid commentors who have no idea what it feels like, say, and I quote: "I lost my grandpa in '05 because of cancer." And "It'd... it'd be better if you didn't cuss..." and, best of all, "OMG this song was good and u are very hott".
Okay, to Commentor #1: Losing your mother is a whole world different from losing your mother. Losing a grandparent sucks, I know. But they're old, and going to die soon, anyway. I'm sorry if that sounds harsh, but it's true. I can't imagine losing my mother. When Geoffrey died, that was enough. But watching my Mommy dying slowly because of cancer, that would be enough to put me over the edge. A better response would have been, perhaps, "I lost my grandpa in '05 to cancer, and I can almost imagine how hard it would be to watch your mother go through that."
Commentor #2: The point of that line ("That fukkin' disease") was not to be family friendly. Cancer in not family friendly. There is nothing safe about cancer. "That fukkin' disease" is the best way I've heard it described yet. Not everything is safe, my dear. Sometimes, cussing is appropriate.
And Commentor #3: I am simply speechless. This is the epitome of why I have lost faith in the human race. Someone bares his soul to you via his music, and all you can think of is a very badly spelled "u are very hott"? I'm sorry. That just makes me sad and a little bit angry.
And this leads me to wonder: Do people think at all anymore? Seriously. I guess I've been thinking about this for a while, but just today it really hit me. Our very personal lives have become very public. For example, I can log into Facebook and see instantly what everyone from my cousin Rhiana at Queen's to Michelle Campbell at CCSS, from Sarah at DCHS to Tim at Lakehead is doing. I don't know about you, but that seems to be almost invasive. Some things were meant to be private. Comments on YouTube work much the same way. People don't think before they comment on videos, as we can see from the above little rant. Sometimes, what you have to say is very important. Sometimes, you have a deep and profound thought, and you really want to share. That's fine. But something like "u are very hott" is something best said to your best friend and then forgotten. This is why I worry about this generation: because no one values thinking anymore, no one values privacy.
(I guess this is a little redundant that I'm posting this on my blog, rather than writing it in my journal, eh?)
Jennie.Rae
Postscript: I was going to link to the video, but I just can't figure out how to copy and paste right now. Call me computer-illiterate if you will, but it actually won't go. :(
And then I watched a video on YouTube (which shouldn't have even happened, because I should be writing a cover letter). It was a mothers day song, and the guy's mother had cancer. He says, "This may be her last mothers day."
And then, the stupid commentors who have no idea what it feels like, say, and I quote: "I lost my grandpa in '05 because of cancer." And "It'd... it'd be better if you didn't cuss..." and, best of all, "OMG this song was good and u are very hott".
Okay, to Commentor #1: Losing your mother is a whole world different from losing your mother. Losing a grandparent sucks, I know. But they're old, and going to die soon, anyway. I'm sorry if that sounds harsh, but it's true. I can't imagine losing my mother. When Geoffrey died, that was enough. But watching my Mommy dying slowly because of cancer, that would be enough to put me over the edge. A better response would have been, perhaps, "I lost my grandpa in '05 to cancer, and I can almost imagine how hard it would be to watch your mother go through that."
Commentor #2: The point of that line ("That fukkin' disease") was not to be family friendly. Cancer in not family friendly. There is nothing safe about cancer. "That fukkin' disease" is the best way I've heard it described yet. Not everything is safe, my dear. Sometimes, cussing is appropriate.
And Commentor #3: I am simply speechless. This is the epitome of why I have lost faith in the human race. Someone bares his soul to you via his music, and all you can think of is a very badly spelled "u are very hott"? I'm sorry. That just makes me sad and a little bit angry.
And this leads me to wonder: Do people think at all anymore? Seriously. I guess I've been thinking about this for a while, but just today it really hit me. Our very personal lives have become very public. For example, I can log into Facebook and see instantly what everyone from my cousin Rhiana at Queen's to Michelle Campbell at CCSS, from Sarah at DCHS to Tim at Lakehead is doing. I don't know about you, but that seems to be almost invasive. Some things were meant to be private. Comments on YouTube work much the same way. People don't think before they comment on videos, as we can see from the above little rant. Sometimes, what you have to say is very important. Sometimes, you have a deep and profound thought, and you really want to share. That's fine. But something like "u are very hott" is something best said to your best friend and then forgotten. This is why I worry about this generation: because no one values thinking anymore, no one values privacy.
(I guess this is a little redundant that I'm posting this on my blog, rather than writing it in my journal, eh?)
Jennie.Rae
Postscript: I was going to link to the video, but I just can't figure out how to copy and paste right now. Call me computer-illiterate if you will, but it actually won't go. :(
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