Apr
4
FOXXXX
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KTHoughts
Thoughts and photos that I care to share.
Mar
18
That moment when you realize how selfish you are…
Mar
2
HORMONES, WHY YOU MAKE ME SO CRAZY?
Haha, my evil cat does this all the time
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Feb
17
RANT TIME
I’m sorry, but it’s just been one of those days that make you want to cry.
I woke up in a terrible mood. Partly because of what happened last night, but I was also very tired, my legs hurt, and I had a really bad premonition for the day.
However, I figured I needed to get up and am like
Then, I go to my classes, which aren’t that bad, but I would obviously rather not go since I’m in a bad mood.
So in class I’m just like
And then I get to lunch, where the homeboy sitting next to me has the nerve to smack his mouth.
JUST STOP.
Once this pleasant dining experience is over, I had to return to my room to start studying for my bio lab test on Monday, which our instructor neglected to tell us we had until this past Monday, and then waited until today (Friday) to give us a study guide. I will admit that his posting of a study guide was very nice, so I do thank him for that. But still…
Another issue that I have with this lab instructor is that two and a half weeks ago I sent him an email asking about an assignment, which he failed to respond to. So, this past Monday, I asked him about it and he said that he would reply by Thursday (yesterday). Has he responded? NO. This man still finds the time to send out 4 emails about our upcoming test but can’t acknowledge the 3 that I’ve sent him. That’s cool.
Now it’s time for dinner. Stuart and I have been talking about going out all week so we decide to go to cook out.
What a surprise…
Anyways, I get excited because I think that this will be like the highlight to my day. I was mistaken. They got my order wrong, and were super skimpy. I sound like a fatty to complain but they gave me 4, half-dollar sized onion rings as one of my sides. WHAT IS THAT. WHAT HAPPENED TO THE LAND OF PLENTY?!
I EVEN WORE MY NEW COOK OUT SHIRT. DID I RECEIVE ANY ACKNOWLEDGEMENT? OHHH NOOO.
Then Stuart and I return to school and go back to my dorm to hang out. Upon walking up the 4 flights of stairs past smokers that don’t move and look at YOU like YOU’RE the crazy one, I realize that I forgot my ID case/wallet in the car. I thought I was gonna lose it.
On top of everything, the past few days I’ve been feeling sick because of these birth control pills that I now have to take. I don’t think anyone would assume that my prescription is for sexual purposes, but just to clarify, I have lady problems on top of the other lady problems that come with the primary lady problem.
I think it’s safe to say that I experienced something similar to this throughout the day:
Despite the ridiculous amount of negative rantage in this post, I hope you found it a little amusing for the gifs.
Also, my mom is awesome. She was there for me all day today.
A man sat at a metro station in Washington DC and started to play the violin; it was a cold January morning. He played six Bach pieces for about 45 minutes. During that time, since it was rush hour, it was calculated that 1,100 people went through the station, most of them on their way to work.
Three minutes went by, and a middle aged man noticed there was musician playing. He slowed his pace, and stopped for a few seconds, and then hurried up to meet his schedule.
A minute later, the violinist received his first dollar tip: a woman threw the money in the till and without stopping, and continued to walk.
A few minutes later, someone leaned against the wall to listen to him, but the man looked at his watch and started to walk again. Clearly he was late for work.
The one who paid the most attention was a 3 year old boy. His mother tagged him along, hurried, but the kid stopped to look at the violinist. Finally, the mother pushed hard, and the child continued to walk, turning his head all the time. This action was repeated by several other children. All the parents, without exception, forced them to move on.
In the 45 minutes the musician played, only 6 people stopped and stayed for a while. About 20 gave him money, but continued to walk their normal pace. He collected $32. When he finished playing and silence took over, no one noticed it. No one applauded, nor was there any recognition.
No one knew this, but the violinist was Joshua Bell, one of the most talented musicians in the world. He had just played one of the most intricate pieces ever written, on a violin worth $3.5 million dollars.
Two days before his playing in the subway, Joshua Bell sold out at a theater in Boston where the seats averaged $100.
This is a real story. Joshua Bell playing incognito in the metro station was organized by the Washington Post as part of a social experiment about perception, taste, and priorities of people. The outlines were: in a commonplace environment at an inappropriate hour: Do we perceive beauty? Do we stop to appreciate it? Do we recognize the talent in an unexpected context?
One of the possible conclusions from this experience could be:
If we do not have a moment to stop and listen to one of the best musicians in the world playing the best music ever written, how many other things are we missing?
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