En este momento, en un lugar del espacio...

At this moment, somewhere in the Universe...

There's a kid who nearly forgot to write his bi-weekly blog for his AP English Language & Composition class. At 9:33 P.M. EST he finally finds the time to get off his lazy butt and type in the web address of the blog site. He doesn't even have to finish the word blog before it pops up in his recurring sites. He clicks on it. He checks to see what the assignment he thinks is next is. Not that it matters now anyway, it seems that as long as he posts something coherent that it gets him his points. He think's he's about halfway done with his word limit, and goes to check it out. He finds out he still has around 50 words left to write, so he begins to write about the blog, and how he nearly forgot about it this week. Good thing that alarm on his phone went off a few hours ago.

Oh wait, that's me.

Not as easy as it looked...

At this very moment,
somewhere in the universe... someone smiles. Someone laughs. Someone is with a
large group of friends and happier than they've been in a long time. They're
talking and gossiping and enjoying life. Somewhere else someone frowns. Someone
cries. Someone hasn't seen his or her friends in weeks and is lonelier than
they've ever been. Someone is depressed and considering taking their own life.
Somewhere else, someone saves another. They are rescuing that person and keeping
them alive. Somewhere else still, someone cannot be rescued. Someone dies.
Somewhere, someone rejoices while someone else grieves. Someone sleeps while
someone else wakes. Someone is being born as someone slips away. At this very
moment, someone embraces while another rejects. Someone walks while another
drives. Someone sings while another loses their voice. Someone thinks while
another acts. Someone wins and someone loses. Someone talks while another listens.
Someone makes a wish while another dashes a hope. Everywhere, time goes on and
life goes with it.

At this moment

At this moment, the blog schedule is confusing the @$%# out of me. The rest of the class has forgotten about the blog. People everywhere are getting ready to start their Sunday night homework routine. Someone just remembered about a huge project or paper they have due the next day. Someone is still grieving about their brackets. Someone is burning a couch because Kentucky made it to the Final Four. Someone is contemplating the universe. Someone is having a heated political debate on Facebook. Someone is late for an important meeting. Someone just became a father. Someone just dropped their phone. Someone is having ‘Happy Birthday’ sung to them. Someone is sitting in jail and regretting their actions. Someone is fighting the urge to smoke another cigarette. Someone just accidentally sent an embarrassing text to the wrong person. Someone is giving an inspirational speech. Someone is jamming out to their favorite song. Someone is fighting for their life.

At this very moment.

Right now a young couple is buying their tickets to see The Hunger Games at their local movie theatre. They are trying to make the difficult decision between candy, popcorn, or maybe they will choose both. Now they walk in to the theatre. They find the seats that best suit them - towards the back, on the left side. They get settled in. Before they know it, the movie is starting and the theatre is strangely quiet. Every so often they reach for a bite of popcorn and take a sip of soda. The boy looks down the aisle to see who else is there. The girl thinks he is eyeing the girl a few seats down. Tension arises between the two of them. The movie progresses and the plot thickens. The credits roll. All of the lights come back on. They look at each other and then quickly look away. Another end to another day.

At this moment, someone else is listening to a weird mix of eighties music and Coldplay on Spotify. Someone is writing about me writing this about them. Someone is desperately trying to figure out something else to say, because they’ve got nothing else to say. Someone is thinking that it’s kind of boring that the exact same things are happening in two different universes, but they’re too lazy and/or tired to think up something else. Going along this same line of thought, someone is just getting off of a long three-day weekend and has no desire to do anything. Someone just wrote a sub-par paragraph for some weird essay bracket thing. Someone just had to retype a few sentences because they read over them and they made no sense. In a larger picture, someone’s world is possibly standing at the verge of catastrophe. And someone just needs one more word.

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

At htis very moment right now omeone is watching the Kansas vs. Purdue game. The thought of this is driving me nuts because i waited so long to do my blog that i am missing out on this moment. Apparently there's 2 minutes left and 10 seed Purdue is up on 2 seed Kansas. This would be another big bracket buster to a lot of people and would be awesome to see. Right now someone is praying to God that Purdue will win just to see the underdog win, to see the unexpected, and to see a small Cinderella story. It's what March Madness is all about, and I'm missing out on it but not for long. In a minute I will be able to become one of those who is out watching this game, pulling for an upset. Soon I will become just like many others out there. Soon I will be writing about myself, while not writing at all. Crazy? More like madness.

At This Moment...

Shaquille O' Neal misses another free throw. Dwight Howard regrets staying in Orlando. A republican has an affair. A democrat criticizes that republican for having an affair. A doctor gives a false diagnosis. A doctor calls his patient telling them they don't have cancer, just acute psoriasis. A patient opens a mal-practice suit against their physician for a false diagnosis. An Indian falls victim to a seven-eleven joke. Unfortunately, that very Indian actually does own a seven-eleven gas station. A sink malfunctions. Charlie Sheen is winning. A woman is looking out of a window. A man several feet below is using binoculars to watch her in the window, getting a kick out of it. A drink is poured. It is Dos Equis. The most interesting man in the world drinks it. He doesn't always drink beer, but when he does, it's Dos Equis. Purdue beats Kansas. I drink my tears when I realize that my bracket has gone to dogs. Aqeel informs me the game isn't over. Now I wonder why I savored the taste of my tears. Jay-Z has a daughter. Correction, Jay-Z DOESN'T have 99 problems, now he has 100. Just another moment, just another day.

I think i finally got back on track!

Assignment 22: Right Now

At this very moment, somewhere in the universe...

Minimum of 150 words - due Sunday, March 18 at 11:59 pm


A baby is born. An infant learns to sit up. A toddler learns to walk. A tyke says his first words. A child becomes potty trained. A big boy starts kindergarten. A first-grader learns to read. A dummy solves his first algebra problem. A pillsbury doughboy grows into a Shaquille O'Neal. A nervous teen enters high school. A junior asks his first date to prom. A young adult enrolls at a university. A frat boy has his first beer. A scholar begins for graduate school. A graduate applies for a job. An employee get's his first promotion. A man finds his first true love. A fiance marries. A husband becomes a dad. A father hears his first "you're worst daddy ever!" A dad has a middle age crisis. A proud parent cries at graduation. A loyal worker retires. A elderly man moves into a retirement home. He dies.

life in 100 years

A lot can happen in 100 years. Just look at the changes that have occurred over the last 100 years. In 1912 motorized movie cameras were invented to replace the ones that were hand cranked. Today we have video cameras far smaller than your fingers. So what will happen within the next 100 years? Of course our society will continue to progress in all aspects. Inventions will become even more extreme as time goes on. Who's to say that we wont end up living in a world similar to that of Star Wars? Or one that is even more advanced. In 100 years the strides that we make in the medical field will be unimaginable. We have been making progress in the fight against diseases such as cancer and many others. Within 100 years cures for many of these diseases will have been found. And just like everything else the popular culture will have evolved. There no way to tell what fashions or trends will be popular in the future because its completely unpredictable but it is guaranteed to change just like everything else.

100 years.

A 117 years old who still looks like a 16 year old, pretty good. I do not really fit in here. I am wearing clothes that were really cute when I was frozen, but they do not look anything like the things I am seeing on these people. The people do not even look the same. They have funny shaped hair on top of their head. Everyone is staring, it is getting kind of awkward. Nothing look familiar. Buildings do not have doors that you open they have things that look like garage doors that open every time someone walks up. I do not really know what to do with myself. There are not any schools or malls in sight. I ask someone I see and they tell me they only shop online and have specialized online classes for kids.

I've been to the year 2112

I wake up and groggily look around. Everyone is shouting and the blurs of dozens of colorful people dance around through my cataracts. Today is apparently my 118th birthday, making me the 3rd longest living person. Whoopie. I am attacked by children named Rosie, Jacob, Will, Lucy, Kate, Grace, Caleb, Landon, and Emily - or was it Emery? I must call them all by the wrong names because they look at me funny and run away. Faces from my past bombard me with flowers that make me sneeze, chocolates that my kids take away, and more stuffed animals than in all of FAO Shwartz. Why can't these people just leave me alone? The "Hey mom, you remember Candace Smith, right? You met her 30 years ago at a conference?"'s, and the "Oh Kelsey, 118 years and still going strong"'s, and - my personal favorite - the "You've got this girl, just 5 more years and you've got the prize!"'s are giving me a headache worse than all the meds pumped in to keep me living. I call for a nurse who wheels me to the bathroom. To my dismay, I seem to not be bathed for several days now - my two hairs sticking greasily up like Alfalfa - not to mention my lack of lipstick. I am apparently rocking the "natural" look in 2112... I am wheeled out of the bathroom and forced out to the balcony where my hordes of generic-named grandchildren have prepared an extremely boring concert that I can't even hear; what happened to the skill of projecting? Finally, I cannot take it any more... zzzzzzzz

right now

right now the teachers are sitting in their boxes. all around the country, they sit in their boxes and talk to each other in the teachers lounge. they have no lives other than the boxes, grading and school. they wake up out of their boxes and go to class, somehow changing outfits. but today is a sunday, so they dont have any work. it takes alot of energy during the week to look after kids and grade papers, but they luckily get to hibernate over the weekends. the weekends are their box time. they dont think about life before this, they forget college, they forget high school or even being a kid. now they are a state or federal employee, they live school. mr logsdon is sitting in his box right now, maybe even with his computer reading this. but he will remain in that box until tomorrow. then he'll try and act like a normal person, but we know that they arent normal people. they are teachers, and teachers live in boxes.

Assignment 22: Right Now

Right now, somewhere in the UNIVERSE...

A middle school boy with a bush of sandy brown hair bats away his momma as she shakes him awake.  He plops a saggy pillow over his head.  She yanks it off.  He reaches to pull the covers over his head.  Doesn't find them where they lay wasted at the bottom of the bed because the night had been so stuffy and his parents hadn't wanted him to open a window because it was nighttime and Saint Patrick's Day and this neighborhood.

Boy gives in.  Momma stomps away, snagging her knee on the edge of the bed as she walks out the door.  Boy falls out of bed.  Grabs toothbrush and saunters to the bathroom.  Turns around and comes back to his room because his sister? his father? his aunt?  was showering.

Boy surely doesn't want to go to church.  Can't understand why the preacher doesn't talk right.  Why he uses doth and sha'n't instead of ain't.  Doesn't want to stare at the Sunday school lesson page, wondering if he spelled stuff right.  Wondering if he read stuff right.  Having the other kids sneer at him when Ms. Teacher asks him a question that he doesn't know the answer to. 

Considers going back to bed.  But the music in his sisters' room is already blaring.  So he digs his khakis from the hamper.  Fumbles towards the kitchen.  Finds the shopping bag that boldly declares, "Changing jeans into jobs."  Pulls out the sky blue polo and slides it on.

Sits down at the table with his bowl of Circle-O's and waits for his turn in the bathroom.

100 Years

A lot can happen in 100 years, especially with the rate at which technology is changing. A hundred years from now I believe we will have scary smart computers and that everyone will own a computer of some sort because they will be so cheap a hundred years from now. All school assignments will be required to be typed, and most will most likely require being submitted as well. Since math assignments are harder to type out, those will be done on a touch screen device so that students will be able to write out the problems like they would on paper. Paper will rarely be used a hundred years from now. With all the Go Green movements and technological advances combined, paper will become so outdated that only artists will continue to use it.
I have a feeling that a hundred years from now the US will probably be drilling oil from inside the nation, sadly. I hate the idea of us drilling here, but most likely we'll still need fossil fuels a hundred years from now although hopefully better technology will be made and other resources will be found to lessen our dependency on oil and coal.
By the end of the next century I think that all of the wars the US are currently involved in will be over, but new ones will take their places. I don't imagine world peace happening in the next hundred years, but I also don't think world peace will ever really exist when humanity constantly creates conflict.
Besides the important changes though, I have a feeling that the words considered "curse words" now will no longer be thought of as bad. Those words are so common with those of our generation that in a few decades, very few of us will consider them bad anymore. I don't personally use them, but I hear them so frequently that even I have become desensitized to it.

Very very old prompt I haven't done yet: school problems

Henry Clay has a problem with the bathrooms. First is the smell. It always smells likes smoke whenever I pass by. I don't even have to be in the bathroom. Sometimes, I can smell it all the way down the hallway. The smoke detectors were a good idea, but they proved to be too disruptive to classes. There was also no way to catch the culprits who set them off. Second, the bathrooms are absolutely filthy. I'm scared to even use the toilets in the stalls. You would think people would keep such a handy place at least somewhat clean. Everywhere everything is just a putrid yellow. Ugh. Finally, people always throw objects in places where they're not supposed to go. Towels clogging the toilets. Pencils in the urinals. Trash in the sink. Some of the things I find are just ridiculous. The solution? Reform Henry Clay into a military school with weekly assemblies on manners and common decency.

100 years

In 100 years the world will be very different. The depression rates continually increase among developed countries and developing countries don't have adequate food or water still. I doubt anything will change. The richest countries will remain countries with the best natural resources, whether its gas or citizens. because we are humans, we will still fight over seemingly trivial topics. There will still be terrorism, maybe not Islamic Radicals, but there will be terrorism. the poor countries such as Haiti will remain poor and the rich ones wont help them. hopefully the energy crisis is solved in 100 years, but even that is doubtful. we will probably run out of coal and Kentucky will lose any economic status that we had. Other countries will become or continue to be smarter and better equipped than the US. So the future isnt something to look forward too. In 100 years, there wont be social security to help retired workers OR there will be extremely socialized social security that is somehow unfair to people who worked to retire. The future will be bad, thats why i live in the present

getting over yourself

since the current blog order seems to be pretty much ruined im going to attack the #hcproblems one. (iv done all the others, just look further back).

after reviewing the blogs already posted, there is one resounding problem, overpopulation (followed immediatly by berrets plea to be able to use his grades to get laid). but i will go ahead and say this, i, dont, care. the overpopulation bothers me less than the small splinter in my left thumb. halls too crowded? truck through them. dont like the mobiles? get your schedule reworked. dont like freshmen? get over yourself. highschool is highscool, and bottem line is, it's going to suck. hard. if you arent used to it by now, you should visit a psychologist, cry for a couple hours, and then find out youre adopted and going to spend the rest of your life felling empty inside.
our main problem is actually you. your combination of thinking youre better than the other million kids with overcrowded schools, stressful classwork, and your overwhelming selfpity. every school has teachers that dont teach, rules that dont make sense, sexual frustration, and idiots that dont want to be there. get over it.

School 101

If I were to try to fix public education, I would start with the lack of student motivation. A lot of high school kids aren't that concerned with whether or not they get great grades. They figure it really doesn't matter a whole lot. Sure, colleges look at grades in regards to admissions and scholarships and the like, but unfortunately too many kids barely scrape their way through high school and manage to learn next to nothing. As much as I love the days when we don't do much of anything, after experiencing a year with a certain teacher or two that didn't really teach anything and let us do whatever during class, I don't desire a do-nothing classroom. Maybe I'm a bit of a nerd, but I think a lot of students would appreciate actually being forced to learn, but starting in high school isn't good enough. To fix the public school system, all schools from kindergarten to high school need to better encourage the learning of students. Not every child is meant to get a college degree, and not every child has the capacity to learn more than they learn in today's public school system, but the number who physically cannot be successful in school is far smaller than the number of those who can but choose not to.
The only way to fix this motivational problem is to encourage learning at a young age, as I said before. Teachers must ensure that every child learns to read and write, and that every child understands the content being taught. Too many students get lost early in the learning process, and by the time they reach high school, they're too tired of trying to catch up, and relatively incapable of fully catching up without an excessive amount of work. So, my major change in the public school system would be teachers that actually care whether or not each and every child learns. I know it's not very concrete, but I believe it's very important. I also do not believe that it's always the teachers' fault when students don't learn, but I think a strong early education would greatly help high school students to work harder.

"America is the best half-educated country in the world." Nicholas M. Butler

I cannot be for sure that Butler meant what I got by this quote, but it seems to sum up our education pretty well. The problem is that America tries so hard to make sure everyone has education, that it is really screwing itself over. No Child Left Behind and like concepts sound really good on paper, but in reality cause problems for students who want to learn. Honestly, the program is focused so hard one specific category of children (ex. African American males on free/reduce lunch) that the others are all suffering. Because of the way the program goes, new standards are set every year - with the old ones never being met. It turns into a whirlwind of efforts that due nothing.

An example would be at Winburn. Our seventh grade year, our CATS testing slogan was "89 is the goal in mind" or something cheesy (keep in mind the test goes to an 140) and we did not meet that goal, labeling us as a failing school - again. My eighth grade year, they hired a tries-to-be-so-peppy-all-the-time CATS testing coach, of sorts, to get on the morning announcements and give us motivation and hints about the test. We even did a countdown starting 100 days before the test. That year, it was "91 is what it will be" or something. I could not believe they would raise our standards without us even getting to the the first one. Of course we failed; they are setting us up to do so.

While many parts of our education system are being reformed, we still have a lot of major issues. One I have been faced with once I came to Henry Clay is the wide range of teachers that should not necessarily be teaching. When I am taking the same class as someone else, I feel like it is only right that I should get a comparable education in it as they do. This is often not the case. I understand the difference between general, advanced, AP, and academy leveled classes should vary, but not within them. I know what it feels like to be both on the top and bottom of the teacher pool and the inconsistency makes building upon concepts so much more difficult.

I would like to see stricter limitations on who can take advanced and AP level classes at Henry Clay. A placement test is not necessarily what I'm talking about, but some sort of small writing assignment or recommendation process or something would work wonders. I hate it when you are in an advanced class that is an absolute zoo; some actually monkeys could comprehend the concepts better than the students in the classes. All they do is cause negative consequences for themselves, the other students, and the teachers. After some of the advanced math classes I have been in, I would never step foot in a general class; what can they possibly get done in there? I believe the standard should be re-established that general classes are for the general public, therefore most people should be in general classes. You must show a little bit of effort to be placed in an advanced level course, and a lot more to be in AP. If people were placed in environments that are challenging, yet appropriate, students would be more inclined to participate and learn.

100 Years

It’s prompts like these that make me wish that I had any kind of energy at all. In 100 years, the world will probably be a tad different. Everyday life will probably remain mostly unchanged. There will have been a war between Israel and Iran (I’ve got $50 on Israel. Any takers?). North Korea will have completely collapsed and turned into a failed state. Or more of one. Russia will have emerged as one of those nations that talks a lot, but can’t do anything to back their words up. They’ll be the blustering old man of the world who yells at all the kids to get off of their lawn. Except their lawn is Siberia and no one wants to be there anyways. China will have slowed down in terms of economic growth. A flimsy alliance of Asian and Oceanic nations will be all holding them from dominating the Pacific. India and Pakistan will still face each other across tense borders. India is leading the alliance against China, and Pakistan is the only reason that India isn’t showing more aggression towards China. So, just like today, a flimsy network of “alliances” is all that will keep the world from exploding. The more things change, the more they stay the same.

In 100 Years

100 years from now, technology will have advanced beyond belief. People will be able to do virtually everything virtual-ly. The United States will still probably have a mountain of debt. There will be a colony on the moon. People will finally have figured out if the chicken came first. Elevator music will be dubstep (assuming elevators aren't outdated by then). Bigfoot will have been captured and sacrificed to the Loch Ness Monster. Varun Ramakrishnan's rap music will be what the Beatles is to us now. Bart Simpson will still be 10 years old. Knowing science, YOLO will have been disproven. Along with everything else we believe now. Printers will actually work when you need them to. The iPhone 105 will have a built in condo. The people at the DMV will be nice and polite. Rock paper scissors will have become a contact sport. Oh or there's a chance we might all have been dead for 99 years and 9 months.

The World in 100 Years

Society is constantly evolving on a daily basis, with the introduction of various new technologies. Although I am not certain of what the future will be like in one hundred years, I can definitely assume that society will be heavily based on electronics, especially with the development of such products like the tablet and personal music device that have integrated themselves into daily life. However, I also realize that our planet is slowly, but surely transforming and degenerating with the recent increase in pollution that has occurred. I imagine Earth as being gray, containing air that is toxic, and being home to human race that is much heavier, and far unhealthier. Some might call this view of the future pessimistic, but I would consider it to be realistic.

Problems with HC

There are quite a few problems at Henry Clay that need fixing. One thing that needs to be fixed is how crowded the school is. The school either needs to be remolded or a new high school should be built somewhere in Lexington. Due to the fact that the school is so overpopulated we have had to resort to bringing in mobiles. In order to get to these mobile classrooms you have to walk outside. This is unfortunate for the students who have to do so no matter what the weather is like. Also there is not enough parking at Henry Clay. The student lot is reserved for seniors, but there are not even enough spaces for them. Who ever didn't get a parking space has to park on one of the hills and it has gotten to the point where you have to get there at 7:30 in order to get a spot. Also the bathrooms at Henry Clay are disgusting and something needs to be done in order to keep them cleaner.

2303

What will the world be like in 100 years? If it's still here (which it won't be by December), it will be a nightmare. There will be no such thing as a classic for kids anymore. I'll admit, growing up myself I did have access to a lot of technology, but not an overdose. The other day I saw 2 year old wearing a shirt that read, "Talking's overrated, Text Me :)" After seeing this, I have already lost all faith in humanity. In 100 years from now, 5 year olds will probably all have cell phones. We will have discovered ways in which we will never have to manually do anything. Technology will have taken over. Also, it is rumored that Clark Kent will have resurrected to protect us from aliens that we will have discovered. Also, let's cross our fingers that cocaine will become legal so my family business doesn't have to seem so "sketchy" so some.

Let's Be Honest

It's Sunday night.

This blog is due in just under four hours.

I haven't read Chapter 37 in U.S.

I haven't read my Chemistry chapter.

I haven't written my English paper.

I haven't worked out.

I haven't attacked my to-do list.

I haven't made a decision.

I'm sitting here.  Listening to "Almost Lover" by A Fine Frenzy, trying to dream up another sad song to jam to after this one ends (I chose "Little Lion Man").  I'm all for openness and awareness, and I can calmly tell you that sometimes I struggle with some rough stuff.

I think we've got to chill out in the next 100 years, or we won't make it.

My dad was saludictorian.  He got one B.  He tells me now that he didn't do any homework at home.  Maybe that's a product of where he was from, but I know that the pressures we put on the high-achieving kids is enough to make them melt. 

Take, for example, Barrett.  That kid is a total rockstar at work efficiency.  He can survive with minimal minimal sleep.  But last week, he was running off of 2.5ish hours, and he was zonked!  He did it.  He survived the day.  He got the nomination.  He rocked it out, but he was out of it. 

We push until we run ragged, and then we pray that it's enough to make us successful, to make people appreciate us, to make us get into college, to make us feel good about ourselves. 

In the 1950s (and even later), most families just had one car.  The breadwinner would drive it to work, the homebody would stay at home or within walking distance.  The kids would ride the bus, or walk, or carpool. 

We now have the ability to do some great stuff.  That's 100% sure.  And I derive so much of my identity from all the cool stuff we get to do, but I wonder if it's actually a good thing to be in that boat.  I wonder if I'm not missing out on some formational experience: learning of my intrinsic value or appreciating everything around me before I dive in head first. 

In 100 years, if we want to survive, we've got to learn to breathe.  Sometimes observing is better than doing.  Sometimes it's okay not to be able to do it all.  I'll be the first to admit that.      

HC Probs

There are many problems with public school today. These include population, the drop-out age minimum, and teacher's salaries. I will refrain from ranting about my personal beliefs too much, but I think it is unacceptable for school's to exceed the student capacity that they were built to maintain. Also, I think all children should have a high school education, but there is no point in forcing them to stay in school if they refuse to learn. Lastly, I think that quality teachers are undervalued in America, and should be paid more than what they earn, to both make the occupation field more competitive, as well as motivate teacher's to do their jobs better. At Henry Clay specifically, the biggest issue bar none is the population. We have the most students over our school capacity in all of Kentucky, and we attempt to solve it by creating "mobiles" that serve as makeshift, trailer themed classrooms that are eyesores to the school. If the student population grows at the exponential rate is has been for years than need to either renovate Henry Clay, build a larger building, or build a new Fayette County High School altogether.

100 years from now

i decided that in order to truly express what i think of the future, i would create a short poem

100 hundred years from now, will there be any snow? will there be weather of any kind, will the sun continue to glow?
will there be fruits of brand new kinds, and fish that sound like crows? will there be funny animals?(some with twenty toes!?)
in the future are there still muffins, and candy trees that grow? or are there weeds and thistles that choke the grounds water flow?
do people still control the world, considering other creatures low? or have the low ones risen up, and told people where to go?
have people been banished to the moon, by creatures thought as low? and if so, have we made spaceships that we can really row?
im not sure what there will be, only time will show. but hopefully there will still be school (just kidding, that would blow)

thank you

2112

In 100 years, the world will be a firey wasteland of death and destruction. The world's current superpowers will not be able to work out control over the last petroleum, coal, and natural gas reserves. Negotiations will fail. Countries were secretly stockpiling nuclear weapons all along. World War III will be more divisive than ever. Everyone will take a side; fence straddlers will be considered spies. The radiation may even cause a genetically separate species to emerge. That is, if they live long enough after exposure. The sheer of the power of the weapons will shatter land masses. Peninsulas will become islands, and existing islands will drown due to their unstable formations.

Our future is grim. Only those most equipped will survive. The safest place will be underground, hidden and sheltered from the war above. The League of Underground Mole Imitators will emerge after the dust has settled and start a new society, one of peace and friendship.

"I have a big head...and little arms."

When I think about what life will be like in 100 years, I always think about Meet the Robinsons. Although it is a movie that is geared towards a younger audience, I have always enjoyed watching it and considering the technology that is presented. Buildings that magically pop up from nothing, hover cars, and time travel are all common things in the year 2037. Of course, we can barely dream of that type of technology currently. But who know? Maybe in 100 years we will all be flying around in bubbles instead of taking the subway to work. I think that the future our earth is a bright one, but could easily be turned dark. There is a lot of corruption today, and it could definitely increase with time. Hopefully there will be a turn for the better somewhere along the lines, but that is just the optimist in me talking.

Assignment 21?

Assignment 21: 100 Years

From the inquisitive mind of Allan Tsai…

How do you think the world will be in 100 years?

Minimum of 150 words – due Sunday, March 4 at 11:59 PM

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Many people I'm sure will envision the world as some sort of technologically advanced have where everyone lives to be 150 years old and can fly. I am not one of these people.

I see a much darker future for planet earth. The earth, with all its inhabitants populating out the wazoo, will become grossly overpopulated. Either all countries will develop a "one child only" type of legislation, or many will die hungry at a young age. Unless a new form of energy that is inexpensive and consistent is discovered soon, the energy crisis may end up leading to another world war, where everyone is simply trying to get some oil, so they can use it to blow up someone else so they can't get the oil. Kind of ironic, but it is a viable option of how the world could turn out.

Or maybe I'm just being a pessimist because of other things. But either way, this is how I see the world in a century. A dried up ball of lifeless suck.

school

there are vastly too many problems to fix in public school. i would immediately elimination no child left behind. these children want to be left behind, why would stop that? they have the right to be lazy and quit high school, just dont pay them welfare later. anyone can go back and complete high school, so if they got motivated one day then they would always get their degree. secondary, AP teachers need to be motivated, or given incentives of some time. one of my AP teachers stays before and after school, offers extra study sessions, posts extra work online, and much more. another one doesnt teacher during class and specifically stated that they dont care if we succeed or not. how can the system justify paying these teachers the same wage? our education is awful compared to other countries. as i have seen, the teachers motivate the students, many students are too lazy to motivate themselves. if our teachers motivate, then our students will be smarter, but first a raise or advance must be given to succesful teachers, perhaps based on grades or on AP scores