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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Lying


Lying is something we do everyday. The thing I find fascinating about lying, is if it’s good or bad. I mean, we always say in certain scenario’s it’s better to lie than tell the truth, but do we really know that to be the case? I’m not doubting it isn’t sometimes, and I’ve certainly done it protect someone else or even myself. But, we never really can know something without it actually happening. Sure, we make predictions, which we base on patterns. These patterns are consistent, which enables us to think we know what to do. But again, in essence, we really have no idea, and it’s more or less like playing a game of chance.

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To end the above ramble, I’d like to point out in my opinion some positives, and negatives of lying. I’ll start with the negatives. I’ve always made it a habit to be an honest person, but sometimes you can’t be Abraham Lincoln all the time. I think one of the worst things about a lie, is having to live with it every day. Not being able to tell someone, and just having it eat away at your insides like a zombie. It becomes a real problem too, and it can affect your daily life, which is crazy to think. I can remember not being able to sleep, and just wanting to express the truth to someone. But than again, doing so would completely “destroy me”. It sorta did because now I have to live with that moment in the back of my head, and it was because I was too proud to admit fault before it became a real problem. A single lie, not only formed a regret, but a memory that can’t be shaken. Another negative which hinges off what I mentioned just before to a degree, is the consequences that come with a lie. Depending on the lie, and whom you are lying too, decides the severity of it. This is such a broad topic though, and I can literally throw out tons of consequences, but I’m sure you get the gist. Lastly, it just delays the inevitable. It’s bound to come out eventually, and duration is not always your friend.

The positives, again are dependent on how you look at lying. Everyone has different perspectives, so this is just, what I believe. I feel as if lying can protect someone, or even yourself as I mentioned before. There are certain situations, where to be blunt, isn’t the right thing to do, at least morally. If I don’t like a Christmas gift , I’m not going to tell them, this flat out sucks. Obviously we think nothing bad of the situation, but by holding back our real emotions, we are lying. It’s probably for the best though because who really wants to verbally assault someone over a “gift”. Or how about when your friend ask you if they look good? Are you really going to tell them that they look bad? No, your going to lie, and boost their self-esteem for the moment by lying. I think another positive to lying is that it can help us get a job, or some type of income. Obviously this is not always the case, and morally it isn’t the right way to approach the situation, but life ain’t always easy. I feel as if some companies demand way to much on a person’s resume, and they hire someone who isn’t necessarily better for the job, it’s just that their credentials outweigh that. There are many other factors, and I’m sure with unemployment this high, lying about references, or past work is a norm at this point. I can see why it would be a negative as well, and I’m not out to get companies because for some (the one’s not getting bailed out), they are going through the same pains as the individuals.

I’m not really sure as to why I started writing about this but it just came to my today. I could ramble about lying all day too, and go back and forth about the aspects of it. But, I think I get the point across I was trying to make. I love to talk about life, and I think lying is an essential part of it, I mean we do it everyday. 

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

What I’d Do with a Million Dollars


What would I do with a million dollars, if of course, I ever do reach that amount. Now, I’m not going to break down the percentages or throw out dollar amounts of how I’d use it. I’m just going to instead, give an idea of where it would be going.

A good amount of it definitely would be going straight into the bank, so that I can further save up. I’ve saved up my entire life, so this wouldn’t be hard, although my bank account would be multiplied significantly. I would love to start up a business, or buy one. I think the best bet with that idea would actually be investing in one of my sister’s, who definitely has the ideas, and tools to start a business. But I wouldn’t put all my marbles in this business idea basket. The one thing I’d love to do is hold some sort of charity, or auction type ordeal to raise money for Breast Cancer. Since my mother passed away from it, I’d love to try and help provide money to help those not suffer the same fate. That’s not me just saying that because almost everything I sell on Ebay, I donate 10% of it to Breast Cancer. So I’m not pulling any legs or trying for sympathy votes, it’s the truth. Although, I may not have much, it’s always a good feeling to help others. 

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I would definitely distribute some of money to my family members, that’s for sure. They have done a lot for me, and it would be a great way to pay them back. Also a fully paid off family vacation would be in order, I’m sure that would be a nice added bonus. I’m a family man, so most of what i’d do with the money would probably be centered around them. I would also treat myself to something nice because like I said, I’ve saved up my entire life. I’m not quite sure what that would be though. Definitely not a house or a car, or an expense that much. I already have a nice car, and I’m an A to B type of guy. I don’t need anything luxurious either, my intention wouldn’t be to show off. I mean there is a lot to do with that type of money, and I’d definitely savor it as long as I could. Although it’s not an extensive list of what I’d do, it’s pretty straight forward.

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.