This blog is now being dedicated to less frivilous pursuits, perhaps something I have written once in a while, and maybe not. I do not plan on using this as a blog per se any longer.
The recent Supreme Court ruling found not only that children are not entitled to freedom of speech on campus, but also off campus where the banner "Bong Hits 4 Jesus" could be seen. Chief Justice Roberts in the spirit of the Conservative agenda seemed to think that it was not only appropriate realizing that the banner promoted the use of illegal drugs and marijuana pipes. I find the whole case bothersome. We teach kids in school that they can say whatever they want, with some limit, but essentially free. Then we tell them at the same time that they cannot say what they like in school, because for whatever reason we try to censor the world for kids in school. I see no reason why anyone would find the ruling to be valid, and not a slap in the face to the Constitution, but also to precedent that has been set with the Supreme court before. In addition I wrote a PowerPoint in support of banning the prohibition on Cannabis for my politics class, and you can download it and read it here...
http://www.harkeyahh.com/docs/leaglize.pdf (PDF Format) For the security of myself and the student that helped me write it I have not published my name or the persons name that authored the portion on the drug war. The sources should relate to all of the data, but in case it doesn't, then shoot me an email, and I'll get the other sources if you need them.
I'll be going to Chicago tomorrow 27th of June and will be returning on July the 2nd. I anticipate lots of excitement among some monotony, but nonetheless lots of interesting things to do. I obviously haven't written in a while. The end of school was hetic as ever. I had four AP tests to conquer, and overall I feel that I did a fiarly good job of it. I took AP English, AP American Government, AP Comparative Government, and AP Computer Science. I think that I passed all but one. TYhe AP Computer Science test. Really wasn't prepared for it. Though I did dedicate some time to studying for this test, I was really underprepared for the whole ordeal. Nonetheless, I graduated it was great got through it all and now I have a nice shiny diploma to add to the resume.
||I have been very busy not being so busy. Doing less that I ought, and having more fun while doing it I guess. My favorite hobby is seeing movies of all kinds, and especially good ones, they are rare, but they can happen on occasion. Let me recount the movies I've seen in the last few weeks: Pan's Labyrinth, Catch and Release, Freedom Writers, Letters From Iwo Jima, Because I Said So, Music and Lyrics, Bridge To Terabithia, Casino Royale, and today Ghost Rider. That is nine movies in not very much time, i nfact, too many movies for me. I feel like I need a long break. The first movie I saw alone, and all the others I was with osmeone. Somehow I wish my lonely friday nights doing nothing. I don't really know what I wish for, but all I'm asking for is less movies or less homework and more movies. ||Sean came to visit from California and we went out on friday, bought some good stuff, and went to the movies, and had a good time, then we picked up another friend and went to another movie, then a final stop at the coffee shop. People owe me money, and I need a job. It was worth the experience though really good to see Sean. I shall always remember the top of that parking complex for various reasons, which shouldn't be discussed here. ||Homework has been, well, what it has been. I need to finish many things. I will hopefully finish my english outside reading essays tomorrow, which have been past due for a while now. The Life of Pi was not an essay book to write essays on, and I despie it and its condescending moral messages. Physiscs has gotten better and my grades has improved for the time being, and I will be attending the second trimester to my dismay. Computer tech has been simple enough, despite the projects which I don't really like doing, and which seem repeated from the past. English dominates my life. I dislike Tess of the d'Urbervilles. Politics is not too difficult and not too easy, and I like that it is no nonsense learning. Things tends to get done even when we get off topic I really like it. My independent study class moves at a fairly good pace, but I always worry I will not do well. ||Database Administrator $100/hr I wish I was certified! 2:42 AM 2/19/2007
Welcome back to my blog. It's been a really long time. In fact it's been so long that it would be so time consuming to recount all the things that have happened over these many months of not having written here. Many things have changed in my life, I have seen new wisdom, encountered new experiences, and battled new problems.
I am not enlightened. However, I am closer to being enlightened not in a true philosophical context, but really only as someone who has developed a greater understanding of the world through the intelligence I have gained through school. I got into college at the University of Utah. This was the only school I applied to, and was the only school I could fathom going to as it was with cost and everything. I don't know what I want to major in, but anthropology, art history, and computer science all sound wonderful. Metallurgical engineering may also be something that would be interesting.
My goal is to finish this year. Not do anything too stupid, though I will do stupid things and I will not regret doing them. Did I mention I love existentialism more than ever now, because of english. I've always likely the philsophy, but have never been so entranced after rereading the main points of this. Though I still like Buddhism and its philosophy on life. Anyways, my goal is to stay dedicated to life, and to continue trying to be as content an individual as I can. I've discovered many new musical facets such as Pink Floyd and even more amazing The Shins. Obsiously, Pink Floyd is good, but as well are The Shins.
Because my mother has begun reading my blog with some unkown regularity, invading my private life, though I put it here for the few robots from search engines that scan this test, even though this blog is really for my future self to review I have to consider this when I write now. Luckily, and happily I have nothing but good things to say about my mother. I really do mean it though she has been a great help to me. She has worked on my Physics project, though I'm wary of getting it in on time, but she has worked on this, made me lunch, tied numerous ties for my silly events, filled vaporizers for me when I was sick, and just been good to talk to lately. So I would like to thank her when she reads this, because it means a lot to me. Though it might be unequivocally sentimental and embarassing if anyone ever reads this, which is unlikely.
Angry. Feeling sort of angry today, probably because I'm sick and would have rather not gone to school. I guess I was well enough to do so, but it still just got worse as time progressed. First period is always nice and relaxing to an extent if you can call it relaxing, and we just talked and did whatever we did I forget now. In second period there was a timed write from a prompt. I came close to finishing, but I guess I wasn't used to how it all worked. That was where the stress began to precipitate. Politics turned into the same constant babbling, and I don't know what happened there today. Then lunch I was really feeling lonely, even when I was visited by some friends. It was the whole cold mood, I hate the entire world and want to rip it to shreds, because it was you bastards that made me feel this way in the first place, and if you ever do it again I'll kill you type of mood. Where you would sooner lose a friend in the hopes of not having to deal with them and whatever problems they pose. That feeling was especially strong today. Painting wasn't bad I enjoy talking in that class, we had to work on drawing glasses and jars, but I wasn't able to draw even one as successfully as I had wanted. I don't think I was really trying as hard as I could have, but I was very sick anyways, so I guess it didn't really matter. In retrospect that wasn't bad. And now to the conundrum of math.... I worked all last night or well last night to completing my Math assignment. I taught myself the material and then as in every reaction there was an equal and opposite reaction. I was asked to do a problem on the board, and I don't care about doing stuff on the board. It isn't any big deal to me, but today I got the problem wrong and I felt maimed and a little insulted. Sometimes I just wanted to look into some of their eyes and tell them to shutup. The teacher annoyed me more than ever. I had apparently done the line wrong and then shaded the wrong portion, well I admit I was wrong very wrong. Problem was I missed a quiz the day before getting checked out of school, and had to make that up at the end of class. I was so confused rushed and just painfully wrong. I won't be surprised if I failed that quiz. I have no remorse for not really checking my math assignments, and giving a perfect score almost everytime. It doesn't matter to me. I want to pass and be done I hate SLCC. Well, I hate the experience I've had with it so far. Today we talked about alternate dimensions entertaining and all, but then all these abstract topics arise as almost religious. I don't believe it, but it seemed feasible at the time. Not that I was in any position to disagree. The went into talking about x,y,z coordinates. Oh, how entertaining he makes it for you. We pick a problem from the book do the problem, and then the lesson is. Done it wasn't easy stuff I remember when I was doing the same stuff last year one girl cried over it. Nevermind that, we did one example and that is many examples too few. I just don't want to have to deal with that class anymore. After all this I had a club meeting so conveniently planned, then I will have another for MUN on Monday. I don't want to do it, but I have very little choice in the happenings in my own life. If I don't I have a problem, then if I do I have a problem. So the problem cannot be solved by any means. Anyways, after getting to my mom to tell her I had a meeting I came to the dumb meeting. I hate meetings for any reason, topic, or any other boring banter they want to tell me about. At least, that applies to any school related events. Meetings are worthless. It all gets down to one thing, and that's my money, and as much of it as they can get. I don't care. I guess I'm only in FBLA for a competition or two, but I'd rather not be. Thanks friends ha! I prefer art club a 100 times more than any other club, because they haven't gone through the same ridiculous and unnecessary motions that other clubs put me through. I hate to jump through hoops, and I shouldn't have to put up with it. I told someone I didn't want to put up with the bullshit besides the competitions, and for a while the fact of that one word hit me, but I don't know why I cared really at all. Not that big of a deal. My days always seem less severe after I write them out and whine to the whole world which seems extraordinarily small, but for those of you that care. Hugo Chavez is my new hero. This has been the longest week of my life in recent memory. I have had so much to deal with. Like we all haven't. The news sucks and everything looks grim in this world, nobody is happy, and few people actually care for each other. I don't know why but I hate it all so much. My thoughts are spinning very quickly and even when my anger dissipates I can't understand what's happening. Probably the Amitrex cold medicine, that stuff makes you high and if I remember very crazy. Well, I'll remember for next time so I can expect these mood swings. Hmm. I just don't know. I want my books from Amazon! Well, thanks for reading my rant about my terrible day. Forgot to mention the bus of boys on their way to a game changing.
I've been really sick lately. I have a cold and that's been really annoying. So today I checked out of 4th and 5th to rest really, though I could sleep it just feel good not to go, because those periods are a waste anyways. I suffered through the first three periods which were hours longs ick. Thank god the Iowa tests are over with now. I am not feeling sleepy anymore because I took an Amitrex(?) and that pretty much keeps me awake. I've also discovered Green Chamomile Tea, and I find it very good with some effervescent C (ascorbic acid) in it. I have been overloading my system with as much vitamin C as humanly possible, and I don't know if it is doing good or bad, but hopefully the former and not the latter.
I need to do some homework of course, as always, but I dunno it doesn't seem too daunting never really does these days. Stressful but not daunting. It's been a difficult week, also I think my wisdom teeth may be coming in, and that also brings me considerable pain as well. When my cold was just beginning my throat had a terrible pain and felt very constricted, then I developed a sore on the side of my mouth, which is healing but is still a little sensitive. I numb it with some stuff my mom got me from the store. She got me some orange juice and a bunch of other good things as well, she has also been nice enough to make me lunch. I dunno if I would survive without her sometimes. Heh, I can't wait for this highschool thing to be overwith. Oh, the poetry of my life.
I'm feeling really inspired right now, absolutly wondeful inside. Maybe it's that pleasant odor from the candles in the kitchen wafting down to me and in turn making my mood so much better than it owuld usually be. Or the wood-burning stove glowing pleasantly and keeping me above the threshhold of being to cold to type. It's so perfect. Like a hidden moment of heaven on earth. I can't even contemplate how this evening will end.
Yesterday, was a pretty lax easy day. I love these classes where the teacher go off on tangents and just start talking and talking telling stories and there is no real point and it feels so comfortable. Maybe it's a devious way of making us more motivated and happy about the whole situation. Who knows. Anyways, not much that was very notable, but nothing that was really bad either in that equation. It started raining later on in the day. I went out at 5pm for my first art club meeting. It was great really fun! We visitied Artspace and the gallery acorss from there. Artspace is an apartment like place filled with studios for artists to work. Lots of concrete floors and beautiful oil paintings covering the walls. Some of the works were really amazing. I met one artist that used an excess of green to paint human flesh tones, but it made sense. Her influences on the use of it were Artemisia Gentileschi. Really nice. Another man who most notably looked like a painting painted these wonderful oils that were astoundingly skillful. I remember a remake of a Renaissance painting with a man holding a bagel, somehow though the artist seemed a little stuck up, and that really didn't make me appreciate his work as much. Not being a fan of landscapes there were some artists with landscape pieces. They were as usually dreary and boring like almost every landscape is. I wonder how much gray oyu can use to paint Utah, probably a lot. I saw a really cute guy there too he was wearing a green polo. Never said anything just admiried from a far like a piece of art. I guess that's just how things are. I will go to queer prom this year even if it kills me, well maybe not that extreme but you all get the idea. Maybe I can meet someone, or at least meet some new friends that will eventually lead the the capture of someone that is good for me. I don't want to say perfect, but decent at least :).
It was raining the whole time. It was sort of indoor outdoor type of thing there were lots of open air places. And cheap party food. I remember looking out a door once and seeing the best scene that I've ever been witness too. In the rain there was this old looking building across from the one that I was in, and rain tends to make things darker and more vidis, and this place just look so tremenduously vivid and beautiful. too bad I could get a picture of it. I only wish. I was there with my friend, well I dunno if you call her a friend, maybe just an odd follower of me, but whatever she is it was fun, we went with her grandmother who spoke russian and very very little english. It was interesting to have my friend translate back and forth. I asked some cool questions and it was alot of fun for me. We were all supposed to meet up in Trolley Square afterwards, but it was rainy and the parking lot was filled absolutely filled. No spaces at all to let us in. Besides that we didn't know really where the Spaghetti Factory was, so we decided to head out to a coffee shop, and eat something there. We got lost and eventually didn't go at all. On the way back this girl has a major problem with not stepping on the brakes in time, and is bound to get in a car accident sometime soon, or at least next time it rains. I was scared to hell. We were at an intersection it was a yellow light and there was virtually no space to have gone with in that light, and then it was rad, and boom we are going through the intersection. And another car is turning out in front of us at the intersection. We just barely missed hitting this guy she swerved and we just missed him. It was the closest near miss that I have ever seen head on and not from the side. It was so frightening you have no idea how scary it was for me, but I guess we all learn from out mistakes, then again maybe not.
To never forget is a farce. It is all a lie to say that we should remember one event and ingrain it into the American mind for all eternity, and let it stick out as the sore thumb in the books of tragic history of the United States. What ludicrous thinking is it to say that this one event is so important? I admit the even was very tragic, it was certainly something that one should be aware of, but should we ingrain it into the entire history so readily? My point is this that there are people that die every month every day, and will continue to die. One commonly citied incident was the mass genocide of at least a million people in Rwanda, or perhaps the deaths of persons that were killed innocently due to American Invasion, even more so the deaths of the innocent in Iraq, or the the funded occupation of Syria and Lebanon supporting Israel so both sides can massacre each other. What about the 40,000+ people that die every month in international wars. Why must we continually re-has the tragic deaths of these people? I understand it was a terrible act of extreme violence, but we must also remember that we cannot do so much by simply remembering. I think that the really solution the real problem is that we forget the rest of the world, we let the rest of the world suffer and we compartmentalize ourselves into a selfish way of thinking. It is only by precedence of American Foreign policy to fund terror, to bomb nations, and to cause conflict because we act like the powerful bully of the entire world. It just doesn't make any sense to me why we memorialize ONE act of terror, yet we soon forget the atrocities we commit toward other people, and then we continually act as the victims of some extremist religion. It's all ridiculous.
These are my newly published for the net outlines of early periods in art history dating pretty much through Pre-history to Estruscan and Roman art. If you visit the gallery at http://www.harkeyahh.com/harkgall/?i=./Timeline you can see the outlines which are in jpeg format toward the bottom of the page. The pages also include examples of all the early periods of art, plus a map with a circles of the geographical location of the art movements. If they weren't obvious. The basic scheme of the outline is pretty simple there is a basic line format timeline which is used to show the progression of time for the nimwitted, then on that line the time descends vertically showing their respective movements, because some movements overlap in time they can be shown in relation to other cultures so you can see the relation in time via the vertical placement. The more colorful outlines were class handouts. Which I thought would be fine to publish as well. I have only scanned in one, and the quality is not as nice, since the scanner is very cheap, but it is readable, and you could easily create another one if you are a color fanatic, and want more clarity. The other will be scanned in, and should include more modern movements in Art History. It's more of a flow chart through time, but it's a nice thing to follow.