Skydiving


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I’ve never experienced that moment where you jump out of a plane thousands of feet in the air, and just completely dip over hundred miles per, while returning back to earth. The thrill, and adrenaline that come with the territory must be exciting, and scary at the same time. I’ve always wanted to go skydiving, and I think I’m going to make it a goal to do in the summer. But, I can’t help but to think about the whole process leading up to it. How does one mentally prepare for this risky free-fall? But then again, risk is something we encounter everyday. Anything can happen, at any given moment, even the craziest things. I never though that I’d read that coconuts kill people, let alone 15 times more than sharks do. But, I’m sure there are more shark attacks, and the variable that is left out is that people are missing limbs, although alive. Obviously death is the worst outcome, so I’m not challenging that at all. Anyways, back to skydiving!

I think the thing I look forward the most about skydiving would be the view while your free falling. That’s an experience like no other, and it only last so long. Of course, you can always do it again, but every first experience is special. All I know is that it’s bound to be a great time, and I plan on doing it as it’s something on the bucket list. I’m no adrenaline junkie, but I look forward to get the ole blood flowing, and order a side of goosebumps!

I’ll end this with a question, have you ever gone skydiving, and how was the experience leading up to, during, and after it was over?

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Place I want to Visit: Part III


The return of the Places I want to Visit has arrived! This place doesn’t even seem real to me when I first saw the pictures of it. But, it’s beauty is perfectly carved out, and the first picture you will see is one of the coolest things I think I ever saw. Call me crazy but it looks like a UFO beam of light entering an opening within the canyon.

Antelope Canyon, Arizona

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Life Quotes


I found some quotes online, and thought it be a cool post to have my analysis about them. There are so many quotes but I selected only a few. I really enjoy quotes as well because they not only get the point in only one sentence usually, but they are never that hard to understand in my opinion.  

“A life spent making mistakes is not only more honorable, but more useful than a life spent doing nothing.” 

– George Bernard Shaw 

My view: This quote is so true in many ways. I’d rather be the person who tries to do something, and fail at it, than not do anything at all. Even if I wind up making mistakes or not accomplishing the task at hand, I have tried. It’s all about how you learn from these mistakes, and turn them into strengths later on. A life spent doing nothing is a mistake in itself.

Citation: George Bernard Shaw. (n.d.). BrainyQuote.com. Retrieved January 25, 2013, from BrainyQuote.com Web site: http://www.brainyquote.com/quotes/quotes/g/georgebern102967.html

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“Life is really simple, but we insist on making it complicated.”

-Confucius

My view: A simple quote, yet it encompasses over seven billion people’s problems. We all make life harder than in needs to be, and I don’t think there really is a solution to this issue. We’ve let it get to the point, where a complicated life is the norm.

Citation: Confucius. (n.d.). BrainyQuote.com. Retrieved January 25, 2013, from BrainyQuote.com Web site: http://www.brainyquote.com/quotes/quotes/c/confucius104563.html 

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“Every new beginning comes from some other beginning’s end.”

-Seneca

My View: This is such a true quote, that really targets the concept of the circle of life. One thing ends, and another begins. It embarks on examples such as grass being eaten by a grasshopper, which gets eaten by a rodent, which gets eaten by a snake, which in turn gets eaten a bird, whom dies, and supplies nutrients for the grass to grow. Even something so complex, which can be separated by time, still can come together. 

Citation: Seneca. (n.d.). BrainyQuote.com. Retrieved January 25, 2013, from BrainyQuote.com Web site: http://www.brainyquote.com/quotes/quotes/s/seneca405078.html 

Math Poem


I found a journal I wrote in middle school, about a year ago in my house. It’s so interesting to see what I wrote, and compare it to how I felt now. I must say, I was kind of proud to see some of the things I wrote back then because maturity wasn’t at a high in those days. Anyways, in that journal I found a Math poem I had to write for a Math class. It was an interesting assignment because it didn’t have to do with numbers, but instead turning math terms into poetry. Now, I wrote this in 6th grade, so bare with the spelling and other errors. There definitely is a good amount, but it’s not that hard to read. Anyways, without further ado…

 

At the Point where are paths intersect

That is when I received respect

Your feeling for me make me feel prime

Life has become rational all the time

You have been a ray of sunshine

and you will always be mine

You are the foundation and base of my being

The length and width the breadth of my love

for you is beyond seeing

Places I want to Visit: Part II


Well, this is part II to a series of more posts to come. There is a so many places I want to visit, so expect a bunch of these. I did say it would be a weekly series in the Part I post, but I can’t wait that long. So, I already said I wanted to visit Montana’s Glacier National Park, and now my next destination I want to visit is Oregon’s Mount Hood. The pictures below only capture a bit of how beautiful the mountain, and surrounding area really are. Now I’ve never been here, lie most of the places I’ll be listing, but if my fortunes ever change I’d love to travel and visit these places.

Mount Hood, Oregon

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Death Story #2


Today marks a year since my grandmother passed away. She was the last of my grandparents and perhaps the death that really tore me apart. She was the glue to the family, and I firmly believe our hearts were powered by hers.

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My grandmother was the nicest person I’ve ever met in my life, and everyone whom met her says the same thing. I often referred to her as my second mother because she assumed that motherly figure role that helped comfort me when my mother passed away. I can remember her always making me food, even when I wasn’t hungry. I often was picky about how I liked certain foods cooked too, such as my grilled cheese being cooked in a toaster, and not the stove. She remembered every time though!  Cookies and other junk food were always supplied, and she thought she could beef me up, but my metabolism never allowed that. I loved when we played Rummy 500, and I’m so glad the last time we ever played, she won. She went out on top in the game she taught me to love, and I don’t think there was ever a dull moment playing with her. I loved to visit her, and I always stayed later than I should have, just because her presence. I can remember my dad calling me up to tell me to come home soon, but I often told him “just another hour”. I miss her compliments as well, I mean she did call me “Guapo” (handsome in Spanish). She definitely knew how boost your self-esteem, and I can’t remember us ever being angry at each other. It was all smiles with her, and she was so easy-going.

She was blessed with great health for a long time, until she needed surgery on her aortic valve. She made it through that surgery, but it drained her. Often getting shortness of breath, or just having no energy to do much, she more or less was contained to her house. But, she made it out a few times, especially for the holidays. A few years after her surgery, she than began to lose her memory. It was one of the saddest thing I experienced. She would ask you the same question a few times, in only a span of five minutes. But oddly, she would remember stories back in the day, especially how she met her husband. I loved her stories too, and it was probably because anything that had to do in the past was much more interesting than now. I can see her now, in her reclining chair talking to me, with the TV at one-hundred volume. 

Thanksgiving day, not at her house anymore kills me inside often. It was all I knew growing up, and it hasn’t been easy to adjust. She made this amazing gravy, that not one person in the family did not like. It’s soooooo good! Her Swedish meatballs and Macaroni and Cheese was another of my favorites. Those were the good times, and life without her has been so difficult. Every holiday, her not being there, leaves a certain void that can’t be filled. I’m not quite sure how to overcome her death either because it was in comparison to say Martin Luther King Jr. being killed. The impact King had on the black community, was that of my grandmother having on our family. Obviously I’m not implying the magnitude of their accomplishments, but instead the importance they had on others lives.

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Perhaps one of the worst weeks of my life was seeing her, hours before she would die. Short breaths, totally inattentive, and could go at any minute. We were all in the room, at her bed, and stayed for as long as we could. The last goodbye to her, and not knowing if she could hear me, was saddening. I remember thanking her for all she did for me, although it was mostly murmuring with all the crying I was doing. She would than pass away that morning, and I can remember not sleeping the entire night just thinking about her. I often have vivid memories of that day, and it’s part of the reason I can’t fall asleep right away some nights. The day of her wake, would also be the first day at my new college. So everything just happened so quick, and it snowed that day too. I believe it was the only day it would snow in the winter of 2012 in New York, which was odd.

My grandmother was an angel, even before her death. I’m happy that I was able to take a few things from her house and implement them into mine. They will be with me forever, and I hope I can pass them on in the future. I’ll never forget her, and I credit her for shaping me as a human being. I often try to mimic her ways, but she was to dam nice too. I’d be lucky to be half of what she was, and I don’t think I’ll ever come across another woman quite as amazing as her. 

Places I want to Visit: Part I


After going to Vermont for a few days, I started thinking about traveling and visiting other places. Even living in the United States, I’ve yet to even make the slightest progress on some of the places I’d love to see. Outside of the United States is another story because literally there is an over whelming amount of places I want to visit. Here is part one to a weekly series of post I’ll do of places I want to visit starting with Montana’s Glacier National Park. These pictures below capture only a small portion of how beautiful the area actually is. 

Glacier National Park, Montana

Grinnell Glacier at Glacier National Park, Montana, USA taken by en:User:Rmhermen{{GFDL}}

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