Reflections (Yoseph)

"Pleasure in the job puts perfection in the work." ~Aristotle

Looking back on the post that Katie put, it made me remember how I chose my major, so I decided to put in my little story/insight as well (no I am not copying, she had a good idea, yeesh).

Ever since I was a kid, I have always had this thing for art. When I was young, my mom used to give me a paper and some colors to doodle. It wasn't that there wasn't anything else I could do, but what better way to express your imagination then through a sheet of paper (and later Photoshop)? I got the skill from my mother, but I excelled in it (no I am not trying to brag). It helped me through thick and thin surprisingly. If I ever got in trouble, I would go to my room, cry a little, and begin to draw. It always made me feel better.

Jump to fourth grade, I was in an art class and we were studying how artists sometimes hide little "secrets" within their paintings and artwork. I still remember it as if it were yesterday, I drew this picture of the country, it had rocks and trees, a house, and of course a cornfield. I put faces into what I could and tried to make it so that it wasn't noticeable until pointed out. This got me a place on my elementary school wall for a year. How happy I was to walk in everyday and tell people "Yeah, I drew that picture."

Jump to sixth grade, I hung out with a group of kids, and I began to draw my very first comic book. In it I had five of my closest friends (at the time). It was rude, however, when this bully came up to our table, took my comic that I worked so hard on, and threw it in the trash. Of course like most kids, I was hurt and I kind of dropped my talent.

I didn't really pick it up again until my 10th grade year in high school. I remember I was sitting with my friends when this guy came over and sat with us. He drew anime, and immediately I was fascinated. I would sit and watch him draw these characters from scratch during lunch, and try not to be a creeper about it. This thus began my compassion for my drawing again.

When I graduated however I went into Nursing. Why I did it? I don't know honestly, I think it was because I had heard of how much money nurses made. I went into it for a year, but then I realized something... why did I study something that I didn't enjoy? I learned that one should never go into any career for money. It was stupid for me to do and I am happy I left it. Now some of you might be okay with it (in that case kudos to you), but I for one was not. 

Anyways what I am trying to say is that one should go into something that they will be happy in. Don't ever go into some degree for money because in the long run, you are not going to be happy. By learning this I switched from Nursing to Multimedia Design and began doing something I really enjoyed, no matter how much money I will make in the real world. Be happy with what you enjoy, and don't worry so much about money, you will be fine.

~Yoseph

work, work, WORK!!!

"Slow down and everything you are chasing will come around and catch you." 

John De Paola

Do you know when you have those days in which you begin to stress out like crazy because you have all this "stuff" that you have to do but don't know where to start... welcome to my shoes. So today I had work at four which is not a bad thing, honestly I was cool with it. But what did make me mad is when my father/manager/owner told me that I would have to go in tomorrow at 10 am (O_o) seriously? It wasn't that it was early that made me mad. It was the fact that I would not be able to study AT ALL! It was bad, it began to creep up on me and before I knew it I went off on this big argument. My dad wasn't there so this argument just began in my head.

I looked crazy, I was walking around in a circle actually whispering to myself as if I was arguing with my dad. It was like a huge anxiety attack, which of course didn't help much. See the problem with me is that I am the type of guy that will kind of sort of wait till the last minute to do like anything. Honestly, you would find me up at like two in the morning or something, going at an assignment like a fanatic if it was due within mere hours. So finally the way I calmed myself down was thinking about all the time I had on Sunday and Monday. I have to say a great band to listen to if you are ever feeling stressed is Owl City. Cave In is a great song that kind of explains how I was feeling, if you are interested go ahead and listen to it.

Just as a side note that has nothing to do with what I was talking about. Katie is so right about the whole "I JUST DON'T CARE" times. I have thought like that a few times but the stress always finds its way back.  I also like her whole quote thing so I went ahead and put one of mine =)

~Yoseph

I DO NOT CARE

“By far the most dangerous foe we have to fight is apathy - indifference from whatever cause, not from a lack of knowledge, but from carelessness, from absorption in other pursuits, from a contempt bred of self satisfaction” ~ William Osler

Has anyone ever seen ‘Remember the Titans’? It stars Denzel Washington and a young Hayden Panettiere…and also a lot of other people but those are the two who people would remember. Anyway, if you have seen it, remember the scene where Sheryl is in the stands with Boone’s family, talking a mile a minute about football? I can’t remember exactly what she said but it had something to do with being All Star or something. It’s cute and shows how much Sheryl loves football. Remember what happens next? Nicky (Boone’s oldest if I remember correctly) turns and says “I do not care,” with enough force it does stop Sheryl from talking. Remember that scene? I felt like Nicky yesterday.

A lot of people probably say they love learning, they just hate school. I’m not one of those: I love school. I love getting up and learning something new every day. It’s just the way God made me, I guess. Yesterday, however, my alarm went off at 6:35 AM and I just laid there not wanting to move. I finally got up and turned it off but I paced for about 3 or 4 minutes seriously deciding if I wanted to go to school or not. I did not. My conscience (who is very loud and sounds like my mother) started throwing a fit because I needed to go to school—I needed to ask a question about a lab, I needed to turn in homework, I needed to take a test, I needed to…I needed to do a lot of stuff at school that I wouldn’t be able to do if I stayed home. I DID NOT CARE. What I wanted to do was climb back into bed, pull the covers over my head, and go back to sleep—to let the world drift by me as I stopped for one day and did whatever I wanted.

To make a long, long, long, long, long, long, LONG day short: I did go to school. I fought myself every step of the way but I got in my car (because I drive to school) and headed off on Sunbury Rd. I ended up getting “lost” but I still made it to school before 9:00 AM. I say “lost” because I wasn’t very familiar with the new route I took and the exit I wanted was named something else. I figured that out as I was heading north on 315…pretty much opposite of my school. And that was the “fun” part of my day. Yesterday just sucked.

Anyone ever have one of those days? There was nothing particularly wrong with yesterday, besides a test in Physics, but something seemed wrong about it. Like 1+1 might equal 3, it was just one of those days that didn’t make sense. I wasn’t feeling it and I swear my teachers didn’t care either. After my Physics test we’re supposed to do a lab: the teacher asked us if we wanted to go home afterwards. My CIT teacher cut lecture short to give us ‘lab time’…meaning I left half an hour early because my teacher didn’t want to lecture. It was just one of those I-DO-NOT-CARE days.

To even things out, I had an amazing song stuck in my head all day. It’s called ‘Blessings’ by Laura Story. In fact, I still have it stuck in my head. If you haven’t heard it go look it up on YouTube: HERE (I love that autocorrect corrected ‘youtube’ to YouTube. WIN :)). Just remember what I said about religion: it is a Christian song.

If you haven’t noticed by now, I’m the longer poster than Yoseph. I tend to talk more (he can verify that) so I guess that means I write more. I have to agree with what he said about homework. There is SO much homework you have to decide which assignments you’re not going to do because you don’t have the time to do it all. The quarter is wrapping up so I think the teachers/professors are trying to cram in a little more learning before exams but at what cost? Our sanity? Yeah, that seems about right o.O

~Katie

Homework...

This is driving me crazy, all this homework, I mean I guess it is what we should expect as college students... but really? I think it has gotten a bit out of control, I mean if you are actually dreaming about it (yes I did) you know that something is not right. For example, I have this project I have to do that is like a gazillion pages, and it all has to be on a job of some sort. I understand that we should be familiar with what we want to do with our careers and stuff, but yeesh. We have to provide like a memo of what it is and then further go into subject, seriously? six pages about one job? I am about to have a panic attack, and I don't even get panic attacks. I don't feel to bad because last I checked, no one started. Guess I just have to keep going with it.

~Yoseph

Hello and welcome!

Katie: So, I guess this the beginning of a...experiment is what I want to call it. Yoseph doesn't want to call it that because he thinks it'll make people think they're part of some secret government top-secret experiment or something. We're just two college kids who decided to start this one day. It's a pretty simple story but I think it'll be fun.

Yoseph: Secret organization? Does that even make any sense? Just kidding, don't want to give a bad name to myself in the beginning. So Katie pretty much nailed everything. Just two typical college kids bored with life, so we thought why not make use of our time. Which brought us here...

Katie: Just to forwarn anyone who does read (maybe 3 or so??), this is called Joy and TRIBULATION. We will talk about the downers of being at college (Financial Aid...) but also the best parts, like when we ace a test we never studied for! Also just a "disclaimer" I am Christian (technically Messianic Jew but A LOT of people have no idea what I'm talking about so I just say Christian) so that'll make it's way onto this blog. Yoseph is Muslim...and Arab! SHOCK! Christian/Messianic Jew friends?? Blasphemous! No, in all seriousness, we're great friends. Just wanted to let you all know because I have a feeling our religious views ARE going to come up.
So, this is our first post. And now we're signing off because I have to get to physics class. And so the experiment begins...