today, some things happened.

Sometimes big things happen, and it means you have to make adjustments, or accept the way things turned out.

Sometimes big things are gonna happen, and it means you have to brace yourself for whenever they do.

Sometimes big things might happen, and it means you have to be prepared to make adjustments, or be prepared to keep going, even though things are the same.

Sometimes big things must happen, and it means you have to really spend some serious time thinking, and maybe even go a few nights without enough sleep to really plan out how to pull things off....

But other times 
big things happen, and it doesn't mean very much at all.  You don't have to change/accept the way things changed/get ready for changes/change how you thought things might be/change what you spend your time thinking about.

Sometimes big things are 

no big deal.

Today I did some very important things.  Some pretty much life-changing things.  Not just pretty much, these things will change my life.  

... So what?

I was walking to the HFAC, I pulled out my phone, I pushed some numbers, said some words, did the basic phone-call thing.  No big deal.  Sure, that phone-call was important enough to change the course of my life, but life goes on.  Sure, all the signs that were pointing me in the direction of be-a-successful-human-being were all plucked out of the ground, thrown into a mixing bowl, and then rearranged, altered, replaced, or just thrown out, but why should that be anything big?

I changed my major.  Over the phone.  I'm not an English major anymore, I'm a Theatre Arts Studies major, but the department calls me Pre-Theatre Ed.  This is something that's really important to me.  Shouldn't it feel big?  If things happen that change your future, it's big!

...Isn't it?

When the girl on the phone said, "Okay, just to confirm, the English major will be DELETED!!!!!!, right?" I did feel a small tug of something like nostalgia, kinda like English major heard the conversation I was having and said from the background, "oh dang, I thought we were gonna do stuff later," but then it went back to doing whatever it had been doing before, and didn't bring it up again.

That was all.  It was small.  And I replied to the girl, "yeah, sure, go ahead."

It was important! And it wasn't even the only important thing that happened today;  I could go into big detail about the important things that happened today, but I'm not gonna.  Partially because I want to be done talking so much, and partially because I want to go to sleep, but probably mostly because I don't really think it's that big of a deal.  

I don't want to talk about those things.  It doesn't interest me, I guess.  

Yeah, today some things happened.  

But they were just ... things.  

Important?  

Undeniably.

Big?  

... Well I don't think so.

All done?

Sure.

autumn ended

It's winter.  




Did you know that?  I sure did.  It's even officially winter, according to the spot where Earth's hanging out in space, and not just in terms of weather.


My blog still looks like I was procrastinating homework back in November.  I'm hoping to completely change it.  Fix it.  Clean it.  


Then use it.


I think the major motivation to do something I'd been idly thinking of for MONTHS was a recent email. (Another story, for a post I hope will materialize soon...)
... I'm so bad at email.  It's something I should really work on, especially because sometimes a grade can depend on an email.  They can be important.  I really need to get better at that.


And I really want to get better at consistently blogging.  The only reason I've kept this blog going for so long is because I tend to write...

... I kind of want to prove that to my blog.

It sounds silly, at least to me, but... Oh well.  I'll deal with that.


Christmas Day is over.  (That's another hope-to-post...)


I hope everyone has been wonderful!  I really need to just go to sleep, and stop blogging.


So goodnight.
Jos

exactly the opposite

When it's zero and one eighty;
When it's midnight and noon;
When it's black and white,
Then it's a pair of exact opposites.

When it's day or night,
Or hot or cold,
Or awake or asleep,
Then it's general exact opposites.

It doesn't make sense, but stay with me.

When it's going, not stopped;
When it's silent, not loud;
When it's hectic, not calm,
It's doing the exact opposite.

When I'm blogging, not working;
When I'm blogging, not sleeping;
When I'm blogging, not thinking,
I don't think it's quite the exact opposite of what I OUGHT to do,

But it certainly won't be found on the list of shoulds.


However,
I'll do it anyway.  Because it makes me feel productive.
Which helps me actually be productive.


So now that I've done this, I'll go do
E x a c t l y  t h e  o p p o s i t e
of what I shouldn't currently do.

Have one of the best ones,
Josie

has it really been so long?

I keep promising myself I'll post something here really soon.
I keep promising myself I'll get a post up about Maya's birthday, and all the rest of October.
I keep promising myself I'll complete the half-written-or-less posts that have begun to build up.
I keep promising myself I'll have time sometime.


I keep promising myself I'll finish homework in a decent time-frame, too.


I'll keep those promises, Self.  Just keep being patient.

(see? now i've just kept that first promise!)

:)
myself

That's Great.

I wrote this for a class.  The prompt was "What is 'greatness'?"

I decided to put it here, 'cause... it's midnight?  (Yeah! Take that! Validated!)

That’s Great

The word liters our most common sentences.

            “I’m doing great.”

            “It was a great movie.”

            “Oh great, now what?”

It is on the standard-issue list of basic English vocabulary.  It was one of the first words to earn a text-message abbreviation.

            “U r crzy! Lol! That soundz g8!”

It is the word we use to describe the man responsible for the growth of the Roman Empire, and the time period that drained pockets and the spirits of people throughout the world.

It is a compliment.

It is an adjective.

It is quite a lot of things.

But what is it?  What makes something qualify as great?

In creations of the arts, in discoveries of science, in defining-times of history, the things we consider significant have recurring themes.

The Mona Lisa.

Beethoven’s Fifth.

The name of a great artwork spikes the attention of our memories.  The names are familiar to us, and in many cases we can see a famous painting, or hear a famous composition in our minds, subconsciously reminding us what the piece is.  The work becomes an essential part of our culture, even after centuries of new creations.  It stays with us.

            Microbiology.

            Electricity.

Whether commonplace or incomprehensible, our lives are affected by the great discoveries of science.  Revolutionary thinkers develop ideas that change our lives.  We accept the theories.  We take advantage of the wisdom.  We enjoy the comforts.

            The Revolutionary War.

            The Gutenberg Press.

Great moments in history are recorded, then published in textbooks years later. The moments that change the course of our world are studied, taught, remembered.  Nations are formed.  Dreams become possibilities.

What the world deems great, the world remembers.  The world is affected by greatness, and by greatness the world is changed.

And yet, when my 10-year-old brother tells me about his imaginative plan for inventing the best-ever fighter-plane, I give him my honest opinion: “That’s a great idea!”  No world will remember the invincible armor.  No world will be changed by the five-million-miles-per-hour speed.  But his idea is great.

My world will remember.  His world changes mine.  For me, there is significance; for me, there is greatness.

The end.

Jo