June 23, 2008

It’s officially summer, and I am glad. While I do have another final to take, at least it’s almost over. The summertime is my favorite of the year, and not just because there is no school. I just love the weather and the spirits floating around during the summer. While I don’t really have any GREAT big plans, I am still looking forward to it. Perhaps because a couple of weeks ago, I reached a new level of freedom-- I finally bought a car! He is lovingly known around these ends as The Boss, and he made me realize my next topic for The Bulletin.

See, I have been driving around my town a lot to get myself acquainted and familiarized with this new vehicle of mine. Those times are usually spent listening to music so loudly that I find myself in my own little world. A realization came over me when I felt serenity and comfort just by having my hair blow in the wind while blasting my favorite songs on the radio-- It is the little things like that which are often taken for granted. Just those things that bring such little pleasures that make me so happy. They’re things like looking at the clouds on a nice summer day, stargazing while laying on the grass with people I love, looking for a rainbow after a big storm. I’m sad to say that I often overlook those things that I used to love doing. I claim myself to be a scavenger of love and beauty in the world yet many times I don’t see them in what is right in front of me. So this summer, those are some little pleasures in life that I am planning to rediscover.

I hope you’re not afraid of rediscovering little pleasures as they are often very much underrated. It’s never too late to love something or someone again.

This post doesn’t make sense. I just ramble too much; you’ll learn that soon enough.

Happy summer.

June 9, 2008

Whenever I meet the task of writing for The Bulletin, I always come to a state of perplexity. I feel like I have so much to say and yet I’m just never too sure what to write about. I think of writing about major world events then I think (silently, of course) "Hey, that’s what we have Specials for." And then I think of writing about exactly who I am, but then again, I’m not even sure who that is. So alas, for the first Bulletin, I was forced to search my brain for a random experience or thought and a memory presented itself back to me.

I recalled a certain Drivers Ed class I had this past fall when my class watched a really boring movie on a rainy day. It wasn’t raining very hard, just enough to cause darkness outside and make everyone feel gloomy and tired. One boy fell asleep, and when people took notice, they started laughing at him. He awoke looking so confused. He didn't even know he was the one being laughed at. When I talked to some friends, I was told that he often gets made fun of, even at work and at home. I just felt so incredibly bad for this boy, and I feel so ashamed that I didn't say anything to anyone around him. I just gave him a sympathetic smile. I don't know if people are better off knowing how people perceive them, or if they're better off thinking everything's alright. Maybe he does know and he just chooses to ignore it. If that's the case then I think he's really strong.

Looking back, I can’t help but admire the boy. At least he knows who he is. Me? I’m not very sure who I am. I can’t even write a whole Bulletin about myself.