What if the sun didn’t rise tomorrow? I think that I wouldn’t really panic the first day. If the sun didn’t rise the second day then I would know something is not right. I like the dark; I have a friend that always calls me a vampire. I would actually sleep most of the day, because when lights are off I get this sense that I can sleep longer. I know that in the science world that would not be a good thing. The earth would not get the solar heat that it would need. A lot of plants would die because they are not getting no solar energy. That makes me think about what would happen if the sun didn’t not rise for one day. Would anything change at all? I think about the days when the sun does rise but the clouds are heavily in front of it; there isn’t much sun light, but there is still some coming through the earth’s atmosphere. I know how I would act the first day, but I also know that there are a lot of other people that would panic if the sun didn’t rise on time. Just like I think that it is weird when the sun and the moon are up at the same time. Does that mean something is wrong with the solar system? If so can it be fixed, or how long would it take the world to know that it is really something wrong? How would they inform the rest of the world so that they would not lose their minds and panic?
Wednesday, May 5, 2010
Sun Never Rising
What if the sun didn’t rise tomorrow? I think that I wouldn’t really panic the first day. If the sun didn’t rise the second day then I would know something is not right. I like the dark; I have a friend that always calls me a vampire. I would actually sleep most of the day, because when lights are off I get this sense that I can sleep longer. I know that in the science world that would not be a good thing. The earth would not get the solar heat that it would need. A lot of plants would die because they are not getting no solar energy. That makes me think about what would happen if the sun didn’t not rise for one day. Would anything change at all? I think about the days when the sun does rise but the clouds are heavily in front of it; there isn’t much sun light, but there is still some coming through the earth’s atmosphere. I know how I would act the first day, but I also know that there are a lot of other people that would panic if the sun didn’t rise on time. Just like I think that it is weird when the sun and the moon are up at the same time. Does that mean something is wrong with the solar system? If so can it be fixed, or how long would it take the world to know that it is really something wrong? How would they inform the rest of the world so that they would not lose their minds and panic?
blog 13
What if I still played basketball? People would always ask me if I would ever want to go pro in basketball and I would always say no. I never saw that in my future, not saying that I wasn’t ever that good. I just never dreamed as being a pro ball player. When I was younger I started playing basketball when I was six years old. I was so little and short. I played basketball all the way through school up to my senior year of high school. I had gotten three full ride scholarships to universities. I was running through a play in practice act got hit in the temple and got a concussion. That concussion made the third one that I had gotten in the last seven months. They told me that I had gotten another one within the next six months or so it was going to be fatal. I did not like the sound of that. So I hung up my basketball shoes because I couldn’t do nothing but ride the bench the whole season. I ended up losing all my scholarships except for one, and I really didn’t want that one. I still play basketball till this day, not for a team but just for fun. I am not as good as I use to be, but can still school people. I would play ball as a stress reliever. Whenever I had something on my mind that was very heavy, I would play until I couldn’t play no more. Basketball was always a fun sport for me. The only time it wasn’t fun was when I was playing for my high school and I had a couch by the name of Coomb!!! She was a lady that I will never forget. She would show out on the side line and make the game fun, and then she would have her times when she would make it not even worth playing. She was one of those coaches that don’t like to show boast. We were beating a team by 50 and we started show boast. She called a time out and made the whole team do seven sets of suicides in the middle of the game.
Passing Chemistry
What if I could not pass Chemistry? I wouldn’t have any choice but to retake it. I know that I could only take the course two maybe three times. I think that after the first time that I took the course than I would not struggle as much in the course because it is being taught to me the second time. I still would try and study a lot harder than I did the first semester, even the stuff that I already knew I would restudy it. If I could not pass Chemistry than that means that I would have to change my major, which is something I refuse to do. I really don’t know what else I could do besides be a doctor; not only just any doctor but an OBGyn doctor. That is the only kind of doctor that I could see myself doing and actually having a passion for. I like caring for babies and would love the feeling of being able to bring a good healthy baby in the world. I would also love the feeling of doing everything that I can to save a baby’s life. I also want to help pregnant women and just women period. I love helping women in need and help keep their body healthy. The female body is very interesting to me. It just so happens that the science and medical field are the jobs that are hiring. The rest of my family looks at the reason why I am going to school in a different way. All they look at is the money. And to be honest, money is not the first thing I look at. I was told that I was smart all my life, and I started to believe it; so I thought that I should challenge myself and make something of myself that I would be very proud of.
Music
What if music was never made? I don’t know what I would do if I didn’t have my music. When I have a long day there is nothing more soothing to hear than music that can be related to. I know so much music the people think I am weird. Every time my friend says something I can relate it to some kind of song. There is a song for every occasion. Nine times out of ten I have a song in my head. My aunt will sometimes look at me and say sing it and I would sing whatever kind of was in my head at the moment that she said it. When she would do it, people would have no clue what she is talking about. I always thought that it was funny. I know a lot of music from the 80’s and 90’s. I know some songs from the 70’s but not very many. When I say very many I mean like it can’t be no more than five hundred songs. I know a lot of the current music also just not a big fan of the current rap game. A lot of them are nothing new to me and I have heard it all before, because they talk about the same thing. My mom think that I am weird because I can literally turn on the radio and listen to whatever, music is music to me. I think it is funny because I can learn a song way faster than I learn actual school work, if only it was that easy.
You and I
What if me and you never happened? Sometimes I ask myself that question over and over again. Would I be doing the same things that I do till this day? We dated for almost four years and seven months. I wonder what my love life would have looked like if we never happened. Would I have smiled and laughed so much? Are you the reason why I believe in love? The nights that we would lay outside and stare at the stars and just dream together, would I have ever done that? We were together for so long and it makes me smile even now thinking about some of the things you would say to me and the way you look at me. We were such love birds and nothing could break us apart. You thought that you was so lucky to have me in your life and cherished me so much. If we were still together would we be as happy as we use to be? I learned so much from you and you helped me get through so many other things. The night that you proposed to me, would it all have been so sweet and lovely if it was somebody else? Many times I lay and just wonder what things would be like if you were still here. I think would you still be here if me and you never dated and you never moved to Memphis to be closer to me. If we would have stayed together the night that it all happened, would I still be able to be held by you? Every time I asked myself I always told myself that I wouldn’t change anything at all. If I could I would go back and date you all over again. Just to see you smile, make them puppy eyes, and hear you tell me you love me one more time would be all worth it. Everything that we shared was so priceless. I love you and always will, and I know you are resting in peace.
Mothers
What if somebody talked about your mother what would you do? I remember when I was little and everybody that I knew would say “You can talk about anything you want, but don’t talk about my momma.” Talking about somebody’s mother was fighting words. People would take it so serious that it was crazy. I don’t think I ever got the fighting because somebody was talking about my mother. I think that everywhere I stayed people knew of my mother and knew who she was. They never had a reason to say anything bad about my mom because she was cool. The only thing they might say is that my mom looks mean and like she doesn’t play, but once you actually meet her than you would know how she really is. I think that my brother has gotten into fights because somebody said something about our mother, but I never heard anything. Also my brother is very immature. I grew up knowing that many times words are just words. They only have as much power as you give them. My mother always told me to let people talk, it wouldn’t be life if there wasn’t somebody always trying to tear you down with their words and hating on something. I see a lot of kids that will fight over the most stupid things I have ever heard of. Then are the ones that do not have a mother, and when somebody talks about their mother it hits home for them. I don’t recall talking about somebody’s mother, because I knew that I didn’t want them talking about my mother. I might say that now, but when I was younger I probably didn’t not think like that. But for as far as I can remember I didn’t talk about anybody’s mother.
