On the weekends when I have nothing to do, I find myself relaxing in a daze, thinking about Bekki. Not being able to take my mind off of her (although I’m not trying to stop thinking about her). I miss her; I miss hearing her voice, hearing words emanate from her. I would give anything just to talk to her for a couple of minutes, even a couple of seconds, just to hear her emit the words “I love you.” There’s nothing more that will light your heart up than hearing those three words. I love her so damn much. I can’t wait to talk to her tomorrow.
Filed under: General | Tags: Bekki, books, Organizing, reading, Time, Time Scheduling
People in general kill me, but people who say they don’t have time to read kill me more.
Yes, you do have time. If my amazing girlfriend Bekki has time to read, when she’s bombarded with the scheduling of school and strenuous colorguard practices, she still avidly reads. Her scheduling should be a model for everybody who says they don’t have ‘time’ to read.
“Oh, but I work so much — I’m too tired to read!” Are you too tired to watch television or play video games? Doubt it.
People who mope around saying they don’t have time to read kill me. EVERYBODY has time to read at some point in their seven day, 168-hour week. Most people are just too lazy to do it, and I don’t understand. It’s almost impossible to fathom. Reading is a great tool in life, but so many Americans reject it, and it’s irritating to see when the literacy rates start flying. However, aliterates couldn’t care less.
If you love TV so much, then bring a book with you to the couch, your bed, or your LA-Z Boy reclincer and read during commercial breaks or when there’s a dull point in the show. It’s not hard at all.
I read while I watch sports all the time. All it takes to pay attention to both is multitasking, which isn’t tough at all if you put your mind to it.
After plays or stops, during commercials, during halftime. Anytime during a game. It’s great.
You do have time to read. You just have to make an effort to start reading in the time you’re allowed. When you hear people emit the words, “I’m bored!,” and they’re one of the same type of people who say they don’t have time to read, make them eat their words and tell them to pick up a book. You will probably get a trite response like, “but I’m not in a reading mood!”
Most people are just too lazy to read nowadays, and it’s damn sad.
Filed under: General | Tags: Bekki, Blogging, Diurnal, MLB, Nocturnal, Philadelphia Phillies, Sleeping, Virginia
Is it possible to be both a diurnal AND nocturnal person?
I believe it’s time to nod yes.
It seems a little far fetched, but I sleep in bits and pieces during the day and night. My schedule is bland and boring. I wake up in the morning and go to school. That’s my incredibly trite weekday schedule, due to the fact that it’s all there is to do in the excruciatingly boring town of Richlands, by-God-Virginia.
The only outlet of this place is Bristol, Virginia/Tennessee and Johnson City, Tennessee.
So, you can say that besides talking to Bekki on the phone (which I couldn’t be more of a proponent of) and pissing people off because I enjoy aggravating those that are so insecure that if you said one negative about them they would want to punch you, life in Richlands is more boring than ever.
Go home, nap, wake up, find something — no matter what — to do — wait, yes it does matter what.
I’m up late at night and I’m up early during the morning. I don’t have a problem with it, but the fact that both the aspects of night and day energy have never taken its toll, I’m shocked and surprised.
What the hell is going on?
It will catch up to me one day, but right now I’m enjoying it like the way Philadelphia Phillies fans have enjoyed the last couple of weeks (the Phillies defeated the Tampa Bay Rays in five games to win their first World Series title since 1980). Because of this fact of waking up early in the morning, I’ve had more time on my hands than usual.
So, you’re wondering: what can YOU grasp from this blog post? Possibly nothing — this is just a simply meaningless rant. If you feel as if you wasted your time reading this, fine, don’t reply in the comments by saying so, because you would be further wasting your time even more, and you really wouldn’t want to do that, right?
Filed under: Uncategorized | Tags: Bekki, Blogging, books, Comedy, Comic, Humor, Life, Love, Musings, People, People Kill Me, reading, Satire, The World, What's wrong with people, Writing
Not in the literal sense, but you know what I mean.
Posers, ostentatious attention-grabbers, judgmental idiots, insecure people who bash others because it makes them feel good about themselves.
It’s a load of hoopla.
Sometimes I feel as if Bekki and I are the only two people out there who stick true to their morals and think on their own, straying from the mainstream likes and liking what we like. It’s not being ‘unique,’ it’s being ‘us.’
(NOTE: Allow me to feel free to take this moment and disclose the obvious fact that I’m the luckiest guy in the world to be bestowed by Bekki’s divine and celestial presence.)
However, I know there’s a lot more people out there who stick to what they like and ignore what everybody else seems to be all over. It’s just that the majority of people in America these days would rather delve into what’s in mainstream because a lot of conversations drift into pop culture, and if you aren’t ‘in,’ then you’re ‘out.’
But who am I to say ‘people in America these days’? The seventeen years I’ve experienced thus far on earth are hardly enough to muster any kind of experience, but still yet I’m offering you up a plateful of observations.
My generalization of People in general may irk you, but you will have to get over that. It’s not a grouping whatsoever. It’s just that the people who don’t stand up for what they really believe in drive me crazy, but the few out there that do are exemplary and deserve much needed respect for it.
Reading isn’t as popular as it should be among teens in America, especially teenage guys. However, as I’ve mentioned various times, I’m 17-years-old, and I read myriadly. I don’t fit the mold of the cliched reader, either. I don’t wear glasses or contacts. I’m an avid watcher/observer of sports. I’m six-foot-three (6′3). I’m into playing sports. I lift weights two to three times a week. I write all the time. I never play video games. I think mainstream rap sucks. I think metal sucks. I think emo music sucks. I think country music sucks. I like to act like a smart ass, but at the end of the day I’m always joking and have a steer-clear outlook on life.
Thanks to Hollywood affecting people’s minds a little too much, if I randomly met you in a chatroom and told you I was 17-years-old and read, you would probably think that I was some kind of ‘nerd.’ And not to go off on an unnecessary tangent, but the word ‘nerd’ is thrown around too much in today’s world. Not to quote Clarence Carter too much, but let me ask you something: what’s more nerdier? Reading a book or playing video games? Scrolling your eyes across pages full of words or being transfixed by thousands of pixels on a television screen as you mash buttons on a controller while you sit in your mom’s basement eating Doritos?
I don’t know, but even then I threw out a huge cliche about gamers living in their mother’s basement. I know that’s not the case, and a lot of gamers are in their 30s or mature. But if you would have noticed, or read closely, you would know that I’m mocking every single person out there who goes against a cliche by making one of their own, a paradox in which is not a paradox because it bears no truth.
Everybody’s problems these days, it’s crazy. Not sure if it’s caused by the chemicals in today’s food or if it’s because of what people see in pop culture whether it’s from television shows or movies. No matter how you split it, the problems augment. New disorders pop up. Pretty soon everybody in the United States of freakin’ America is going to have a disorder.
Except two people.
Bekki and I.
Of course, we may be crazy enough as it is (asides from the fact that we call each other crazy and insane all the time).
Lazy people kill her. People in general kill me.
Maybe there should be a new disorder launched pretty soon known as the D4PD — Disdain For People Disorder.
Just maybe.
Filed under: Uncategorized | Tags: 17 Hours, Bekki, Blogging, Love, Thoughts, Troy, Writing
You’re still wondering what the hell this blog is about, even after you read the explanatory About Me section, right?
Have no fear.
Both Bekki and I have ultra-strong affinities for writing. We love each other. Due to those intertwining facts that are out there at face value for you — the reader(s) — to grasp, we would like you to figure out the puzzle. We are both witty and would like to express that wit. We want to write together which, in turn, would be convening to bond together, and what better way — at this point — would that be when both of us are into writing as much as we are.
The topics will range to being anything. The dilating fact here is that what we read will be worth reading. At the moment, since this is the first blog post on 17 Hours, there is not much claim to back this up. Because we are doing this for our own reasons (to have fun and to further do something together), this site wasn’t comprised only for the reason of having people read the blog. The better reason is because of, like I said in the parenthesis, to have fun and to further do something together.
We hope you enjoy the site immensely, and if you have any questions, please leave them on the About page so that we can get back to you.
