Blood, Sweat, and Tears

There was definitely blood, a bit of sweat, but no tears. At around eight thirty tonight I began to take a shower. What could be so important about bathing on a Tuesday evening, you may ask. Well, about half way through my rituals of shower-taking I felt a but of dripping on my wrist. Being in a shower I assumed a focused jet was hitting my lower arm, but then I looked down. My wrist, arm, and body was covered in blood. I soon noticed that the source of flow was from my nose. I then applied my nose-bleeding strategies, and pushed my tongue against the roof of my mouth. I thought that the bleeding would stop but it continued profusely. it was getting worse and I needed a solution because my shower was beginning to look like a Law and Order episode. I could not get to the tissues because I was wet and the toilet paper was too far to reach for. The closest thing I could get my scarlet hands on was a perfectly white towel to halt the projectile stream of blood. With my free hand I wrapped my towel around my self  and walked out to my parents. Muffled under the towel, I told them the story. I told them about The shower curtain looking like modern art and also how my feet were in hot pink water. 

Right now I feel a bit woozy; I think I lost too much blood. That's all. Good Night.

"Was that when you first met Sir Septimus?" What does a title make someone? It seems in our society it makes you better when it is just a small word or abbreviation in reality. Whether one is a doctor, sir, or even congressman, it seems that they draw more attention to themselves. Although Mr. and Mrs. technically are titles they are common place for everyone, but not everybody is a doctor. I don't believe it is done purposely but haven't you heard someone after being called Mr. or Mrs., "actually it is doctor." BEsides maybe their salary and education what sets them apart? I am taking a bit of a stand to titles, and therefore I won't title this page because it might make it better.

Mr. Bramblitt

"It wasn't until I lost my sight that I became brave enough to fail."- John Bramblitt

While taking a look at the New York Times, I found an article that struck me. John Bramblitt lost his sight completely in 2001, yet today he is painting the best pieces of his life. How could this be true?

 It is amazing to me how "handicapped" people excel at things that would seem to require full health. Although it would be a major set-back, I could imagine a sense of peacefulness and focus if I was hard of hearing or blind. Today so many distractions surround us; radio, television, and computers. Would life be easier with no sounds and sights to side track us?

"Not unless he's as crazy as he looks." Judgement in the Merriam Webster Dictionary is cited as "a decision or opinion given after judging". We make judgements every day good and bad . We judge people, places, and things on the way they look, smell, feel, or hear. When we see someone wearing all black we think, "oh they are emo". When we see a neighborhood with bars on the windows we automatically think it is "ghetto". It is impossible to not make quick conclusions, although we all know the saying that, "to assume you make an ass out of you and me".  How could we not assume? We grow up around stereotypes and prejudices that are very difficult to break. For example, a common stereotype is that Jewish people are stingy. Obviously not every single person that follow the Jewish faith is stingy, but that is the stereotype. I don't know if I am stingy or not but I know that Jews have contributed to the community many times before. This is not only true about this Jewish stereotype, but also with all races and religions. DON'T ASSUME! (Or at least try not to.)