Math can be Pretty

January 19, 2017

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For my Calculus BC homework, I had to graph this function to find the integral. Sadly, I have forgotten what the function was. But I thought it looked kinda cool.

Partners in PE is Brutally Honest

January 9, 2017

Currently I’m in a class called Partners in PE. Other people and I work with autistic kids or those with disabilities and play games with them.

There’s this one girl called April. She has a reputation for not liking anyone. I went up to her and said hi, and she retorted back, “Don’t talk to me.”

Honestly, I thought that was really funny because no one has done that before, and it was a frank response. I wish I could be that honest with people, just straight up tell them that I don’t want to talk. But that’s also rude to do.

Being that brutally honest at this age is rare to come by. I enjoy working with those Partners in PE kids.

Starting Mornings on a Good Note

January 5, 2017

On my adventure to lead a more positive life/outlook, I’ve started mentally preparing myself for the day not by groans of exhaustion but rather cheers of joy. Well I’m exaggerating a little bit; waking up at ungodly hours to go to school is definitely not something to cheer about. However, getting into the mindset “I can do this let’s tackle the day” makes the day just a little bit more bearable.

When I wake up, I do not let myself dwell on how crappy the day may be, how I don’t want to be at school, etc. I try to think positive things such as “it’s going to be a good day” because just starting on the right foot makes a difference. In some point in my daily morning routine, I do a little quick dance to hype myself up. When I arrive in the parking lot, I’m getting into the habit of saying a prayer (albeit it’s kinda quick since I run late sometimes) before I get out of the car.

Honestly, adding these small but powerful elements into my mornings have helped me be less unhappy. Starting the morning on a cynical note just makes things seem more dour if/when something distasteful happens during the day. Don’t get me wrong; sometimes I do wake up and feel like a ball of crap. But nobody is going to pick me up. I got to pick myself up and get going. And if I need to do cheesy things to get going, I will do it. I’m tired of dreading the day. It’s time to face it.

 

The Art of Letting Go

January 1, 2017
FIRST POST OF THE NEW YEAR WHOOP WHOOP!!!!

Forgiving is a hard thing to do. It’s not healthy to hold on to grudges and replay every wrong thing they did. But it’s also not easy to let go because you want to avenge the things that you have feel wronged in.

To remind that letting go is the best thing to do, here’s something to remember.

The acid of bitterness eats the container that holds it.

The more you hold on to something, the uglier your soul becomes. That bitterness will eat at you until you’re left with nothing but an immense hatred for the world. Avenging is not the best option because it often makes the situation worst. So I say let go and believe that you’re the awesome person that you are.

Gifts (How I Know I’m Growing Up)

December 25, 2016

During Christmas, we receive gifts from relatives and friends. Everyone dotes on the little ones, which means they get an insane amount of presents. I used to feel a pang of jealousy because I used to be the smallest child, and I would get the most presents. Now, I don’t care.

Most of the time, when I did receive a lot of presents, I didn’t really care for them. That’s why I like the amount of gifts I get now. I get about 3 gifts from relatives and clothing from my parents. This year, my favorites are a pair of boots, a thermos, and business clothing. I was excited about these because it was something that I had recently needed.

In the past, all those gifts were just wants or something that I really didn’t even want. Now I appreciate and care about the simple yet useful gifts received.

Algebra II

December 24, 2016

I just remembered this funny incident that happened my sophomore year and wanted to write it down. At the time, we were learning about real numbers. Then someone asks…

“Are there fake numbers since there are real numbers?”

Obviously, that makes sense. Since there are real numbers, there should be fake numbers. But if you know math, you know that there’s no such thing as fake numbers.

The teacher replies, “No, but there are imaginary numbers.”

*person’s mind boggled*

Math is really weird and confusing.