Sunday, November 22, 2009
Posted by Rose Cunningham at 9:32 PM
Wednesday, November 18, 2009
Soon I will be posting 2 counter- posts:
An Optimistic Essay on Pessimism
A Pessimistic Essay on Optimism
Btw, I made this post so my readers will have something to look forward to and make myself write it soon and not procrastinate. I love comitting myself! :) It makes you feel prepared.
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Saturday, November 14, 2009
Posted by Rose Cunningham at 12:01 PM
Tuesday, November 10, 2009
- Look around, something has to be happening. If you are around 1- 5 people, then it could be interesting to just stare at them until they notice- that's always fun! :)- or pretend you know their life story and then silently make up their life plan. When you start laughing, you may as well talk to them seeing that they are probably bored too and they haven't seen this amazing list. Or you could do something such as imagine certain aspects of them (e.g. fashion, home, school, food, quirks, etc...). If you are around a crowd, then you are in luck. Sometimes eavesdropping is fun if it is harmless. If they are in a personal conversation because 1) it is their personal business and 2) you will be so into the conversation you will be unaware of your surroundings and then they will catch you. Also, counting the number of shoes, red jackets, brown pants, necklaces, ties, etc. that people have on is neat. Also, if you are in any room with something in it, you could notice minor details and then convince yourself that no one else knows them, therefore you are special and clever. So, all in all, unless you are in a white room by yourself, chances are high you can still be intrigued. And even if you are in a white room by yourself, you could interview yourself or just let your mind wander.
- Create. Create a 1)blog. That's what I did! It's really awesome. 2) a Scrapbook. 3) a book in general. 4)a game. 5) a brochure. 6) a business. 7) a piece of art. 8) culinary creations. 9) a full- fledged meal with decorations and such. 10) fort.
- List many different things. Either list facts or list ideas or funny interesting tidbits. Some facts could be the 50 states or all the countries in a certain continent. Some ideas come be on what to make, what to do when you are bored, or pretty much anything. And funny things would be funny quotes, funny pictures, random facts. Listing is always fun and something that allows you to learn cool things!
- This is nerdy, but teach the material you are learning in school. Be creative and just go away to a new zone of teaching.
- Last but not least, not the most recommended, but get together with someone else and play a game, talk, or just hang.
So, I hope this list may help when you are bored and maybe you can do something creative. Also, this isn't very fun, but you can do a RAoK (Random Act of Kindness) such as a chore or a favor for a neighbor or family member. Have a great day (or night!)
Posted by Rose Cunningham at 9:48 PM
Monday, November 9, 2009
Posted by Rose Cunningham at 9:04 PM
Yesterday is history,
Tommorow is a mystery.
Today is a gift.
That is why it is called the present.
This is a quote, not by me though- kudos to anyone who can find the author.
Posted by Rose Cunningham at 9:00 PM
Here is a blank page
With scribbles meaning words.
The words turn into stories
Connected, then heard.
The page will be transformed
Into a masterpiece.
It comes from the heart,
There, but now released.
What happens in the process
Of transforming a blank page?
The writing soulfully appears,
No longer a blank cage.
Posted by Rose Cunningham at 8:38 PM
Why is it that every time you walk into a house, you never feel comfortable? This is the exact feeling I got today as I strutted into my house after walking home. Of course it was in the low 70's and I was dressed for the morning temperatures of Marietta, GA in November. Every morning as I sit on my bed, I would have to make an important decision- what part of the day shall I dress for? Should it be the frigid morning temperatures of the arctic? Or what about at Simpson? How could I decide that? The commons were perfect, but math class was the tundra, language arts was the sauna, science, the steam room, and social studies varied daily. Tough decisions! Then I could dress for afternoon- mid 70's. Then I would decide on jeans, boots, and a three- quarter sleeve top. Of course, perfect with a jacket for morning, stuff the jacket in my bag in the afternoon for a stuffy walk home. Then I consider Simpson and I just get frustrated.
Finally, I walk out of the steam room and then to the fresh air for a walk home. The walk becomes hotter as I go around in my Old Navy boots and thick jeans. Sweat dribbles down my forehead and I finally walk into my lovely home. I expect something such as a nice cool breeze of cold air to brush upon my humid body as I rush into the house. Normally a frigid blast comes and engulfs me. But no- today, today is the one day it doesn't. I walk inside and burn up! My veins are boiling, my skin is scorched, and the heat makes it seem as if I am highly flammable. I rush to the a.c. pad where you choose the temperature and then change the heat to a.c. and then turn it to 69, my ideal temperature. Then when I walk upstairs to change out of my winter wear, I do the same to the now a.c. Finally the house is right and I begin to escape from my cage of heat. All is well until..... OH NO! My family comes home and are experienced the same heat dilemma, though they are all so cold and all. HOW? I dunno! But they are, nevertheless. I reluctantly switch it back to the heat, stripping off more layers. I concur that I should change into a bathing suit to soak up the scalding sun and maybe get a tan, but of course that would be a bit too dramatic. I unfortunately must boil in the climate of my home. I try once more to change it to my comfort zone, but I lose, 3 to 1. It is so terrible, I clunk off to go outside with my dogs. I come in and experience my bones drying out, my skin burning, and again, that flammable feeling. Maybe a cold shower will do, or taking my cats outside. Or my scooter. Or my pogostick. Or my imaginary pets. Or the dogs again. I'm desperate! At least the temperatures will cool down tonight. I conclude on the climate conflict by simply stating: No matter what I wear, the weather forces diagree and then I shall suffer another sauna or polar ice cap. Then as I lay down to sleep, the climate I shall never keep.
Posted by Rose Cunningham at 5:34 PM
Sunday, November 8, 2009
Posted by Rose Cunningham at 8:02 PM
Writing is a caged soul, yearning to be free;
Writing is imagination and what it means to me.
Writing is a personal connection, dwelling in your heart;
Writing isn't finishing, but the choice you make to start.
Writing is a slick, trickle of water, cool to the touch;
Writing is a great tranquility- full clutch.
Writing is spilling you, from brain, to pen, to ink;
Writing is comforting rain, pitter, patter, clink.
Writing is a sweet dream, full of rosebud blossoms;
Writing is politeness, no sir and yes'm.
Writing is a tree, beautiful in fall;
Writing is sitting by the telephone, waiting for a call.
Wrting is a wolf, ready for the pounce;
Wrting is a ball with aperfectionizing bounce.
Writing is a convertible ride, on a sunset scene;
Writing is a clean mirror with a sheen of crystaline.
Writing is a newborn puppy, squirming to lick your face;
Writing isn't winning, but knowing your contribution to the race.
Writing is persuading, to the protagonist's side;
Writing is joyous feelings of continuous self- pride.
Writing is a twisted leaf on a maple branch;
Writing is a sunny day on a country ranch.
Writing is a snowflake on a frosty winter's day;
Writing is a new discovery along the Milky Way.
Writing is a moonlit boat ride with a lover from the past;
Writing is a friendship that was built to last.
Writing is a sparkling sea, full of shining blue.
This is what writing means to me, but what does it mean to you?
Posted by Rose Cunningham at 5:15 PM
Thanks! As thanks was my first word, it shall be the first word of my very first post. I would like to thanks Kirthi Rao for inspiring me to create this blog and for being such a great friend. This blog will be a creation of writing, quotes, and other miscellaneous things about me and who I am. I hope this blog gets many, many years of success and grand creations and masterpieces. Thanks for reading!
Posted by Rose Cunningham at 4:53 PM