Fixing a Hole [The Beatles]

Instructions: 

1. Put your iPod on shuffle 

2. Press "Next" for each question 

3. Use the title of the song to answer the question 

4. No cheating

HOW DO YOU FEEL TODAY?

"Better Is One Day" [Kutless]

Amen. That's something... Cause, lately I've not exactly known how I've been feeling but this 

song (Which I've never really analyzed before) really nailed it for me ^_^ 

WHAT'S YOUR OUTLOOK ON LIFE?

Homeward Bound [Simon and Garfunkel]

This is interesting because, though, my outlook is not necessarily bound on wordily merit, my outlook in life is reaching my final destination: home with my Heavenly Father.

WHAT DOES YOUR 

FAMILY THINK OF YOU?

Looking Back [Phi Keaggy (Acoustic Sketches)] 

This is a little cryptic ^_^ The song is 40 seconds long and is playing backwards...

Does this mean my family thinks I'm abstract and heading in the wrong direction? :P 

WHAT DO YOUR FRIENDS THINK OF YOU?

Blue Skies [Landon Pigg]

Intriguing. . . One of the lines is "You could be my unintended friend"

WHAT DO STRANGERS THINK OF YOU?

From Me to You [The Beatles]

Creepy. . . :\

HOW WILL YOUR LOVE LIFE BE IN THE FUTURE?

Julia [The Beatles]

Does this mean I'll fall in love with someone near the beach? ^_^

WILL YOU GET MARRIED?

Upside Down (Remix) [Jack Johnson and Money Mark]

You bet ^_^

WILL YOU HAVE KIDS?

Walk on Your Knees [Aaron and Jeffery] 

Laugh Out Loud! I guess so! ^_^

ARE YOU GOOD AT SCHOOL?

Take Me to Your Leader [The Newsboys]

Okay... This song kinda goes all over the place (just like my mind). . . In other words, I tend to 

day dream, but this could be a good thing XD

WILL YOU BE SUCCESSFUL IN LIFE?

El Mañana [The Goriilaz]
This song always reminds me of the music video. . . It's very depressing :(
 

WHAT SONG SHOULD THEY PLAY ON YOUR BIRTHDAY?

Away From the Sun [Three Doors Down]

Wake up call. . . :\ 

WHAT SONG SHOULD THEY PLAY AT YOUR FUNERAL?

The Zephyr Song [Red Hot Chili Peppers]

I guess this would be appropriate ^_^

Main Entry: zeph·yr 
Pronunciation: \ˈze-fər\
Function: noun
Etymology: Middle English Zephirus, west wind (personified), from Latin Zephyrus, god of the west wind & zephyrus west wind, zephyr, from Greek Zephyros &zephyros
Date: 1611
1 a : a breeze from the west b : a gentle breeze

THE SOUNDTRACK OF YOUR LIFE:

Always Something There to Remind Me [Naked Eyes]

Too True. . .

YOU AND YOUR BEST FRIEND ARE:

Tangerine [Led Zeppelin]

... *shrugs*

HAPPY TIMES:

Sway [Michael Bublé] 

SAD TIMES:

Tourniquet [Evanescence]

Yeah... Sometimes it feels like that :'( 

EVERY DAY:

Panoramic (Eaten By Earth Remix) [Atticus Ross (The Book of Eli)]

I will never forget this film. . .

FOR TOMORROW:

The Return [Joe Hisaishi & New Japan Philharmonic Orchestra (Spirited Away)] 

Cool! Love this Anime ^_^\/ Go Hayao Miyazaki! 

FOR YOU:

The Boxer [Simon and Garfunkel]

Whoa. . . 

WHAT DOES NEXT YEAR HAVE IN STORE FOR ME?

Alone [Sanctus Real]

Another song kinda sorta about the beach. . . VERY interesting ^_^ *is hopeful*

WHAT DO I SAY 

WHEN LIFE GETS TOO HARD?

Girl Can't Help It [Journey]

Awww. . . :( 

WHAT DO I THINK WHEN I GET UP IN THE MORNING?

Must Have Done Something Right [Reliant K]

Awesome! Ironically, this song use to be a part of playlist I would wake up to in the morning

^_^ 

WHAT SONG WILL I DANCE TO AT MY WEDDING?

The Phantom of the Opera [Phantom of the Opera Soundtrack]

Okay, that is awesome! :D 

WHAT DO YOU WANT AS A CAREER?

Every Move I Make [David Crowder Band]

I guess this means: No matter what I do, it's going to be for Jesus. Amen!

YOUR FAVORITE SAYING?

Time and Tide [Basia]

Ah, yes. . . Keep moving with the times and the tides :) Patience has it's great rewards. Let life take it's course/ There's no rush ^_^ 

FAVORITE PLACE?

Pray for Rain [Pray for Rain] 

Ah yes, to dance in the rain... I actually walked in the rain today... Though I'm not sure what this song has to do with a place... Maybe it represents a place of mind?

WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR PARENTS?

Carry On Wayward Son [Kansas]

*smiles*

DESCRIBE YOURSELF?

Wonder Why [Pray for Rain]

this is accurate. . . I am my own worst enemy. 

WHAT DO I LIKE DOING MOST?

Only a Northern Song [The Beatles]

If this is another way of saying "Confusing People," then yes! ^_^

WHAT IS MY STATE OF MIND AT THE MOMENT? 

What is this Thing Called Love [Frank Sinatra]

Intriguing and very true. . .

HOW WILL I DIE?

Fur Elise [Beethoven]

Epic :)

THE SONG THAT YOU'LL PUT AS THE TITLE?

Fixing a Hole [The Beatles]

Wow. . . My Itunes sure does like to play the Beetles. . .

"My heart is inditing a good matter: I speak of the things which I have made touching the king: my tongue is the pen of a ready writer."

30 Seconds to Mars - This Is War

A warning to the people
The good and the evil

This is war

To the soldier, the civillian

The martyr, the victim

This is war

It's the moment of truth and the moment to lie

The moment to live and the moment to die

The moment to fight, the moment to fight, to fight, to fight, to fight

To the right, to the left

We will fight to the death

To the Edge of the Earth

It's a brave new world from the last to the first

To the right, to the left

We will fight to the death

To the Edge of the Earth

It's a brave new world, It's a brave new world


A warning to the prophet

To the liar, to the honest


This is war

To the leader, to the prior, the victim, the Messiah

This Is War

It's the moment of truth and the moment to lie

The moment to live and the moment to die

The moment to fight, the moment to fight, to fight, to fight, to fight

To the right, to the left

We will fight to the death

To the Edge of the Earth

It's a brave new world from the last to the first

To the right, to the left

We will fight to the death

To the Edge of the Earth

It's a brave new world, It's a brave new world, It's a brave new world

I do believe in the light

Raise your hands into the sky

The fight is done

The war is won

Lift your hands toward the sun

Toward the sun, toward the sun, toward the sun

The war is won

To the right, to the left

We will fight to the death

To the Edge of the Earth

It's a brave new world from the last to the first

To the right, to the left

We will fight to the death

To the Edge of the Earth

It's a brave new world, It's a brave new world, It's a brave new world

A brave new world, the war is won, the war is won, a brave new world


I believe in nothing not the end and not the start

I believe in nothing not the earth and not the stars

I believe in nothing not the day or not the dark

I believe in nothing not but the beating of our hearts

I believe in nothing not 100 suns until we part

I believe in nothing not not in sin and not in God

I believe in nothing not not in peace and not in war

I believe in nothing not but the truth in who we are


"My heart is inditing a good matter: I speak of the things which I have made touching the king: my tongue is the pen of a ready writer."

Media Literacy, Education, and the Effects There Of

Disclaimer: This is an introduction to a 15 page research paper I'm working on in school. I wrote it in about 50 minutes for my midterm and am happy how it turned out but more importantly this gives me an opportunity to share what I've learned about my topic so far and to receive special input from any of you out there in the waves of the internet. Please feel free to share your thoughts and opinions and even criticism as this paper is very important for my research.

Respectfully,

~The Renaissance--Man

     The information age—where technology reins—presents for both old and new generations communicating and educational opportunities that will take their knowledge of the universe higher than ever before. However, some communities and individuals may be left behind in the quake of technological advancement.

     Studies are showing an impact of electronic forms of communication and curriculum in both business and education worlds. Students from pre-k to college find a positive outlook in their new “experience” learning as what once was merely textbook and theory is now physical and sensational. The world, one continent, county, community, and each common man at a time will soon be connected in a dynamic network of commerce and social interaction—it is the comprehension and education on how to use such revolutionary trends that will take them forward.

     The electronic age has been upon us for some time and only continues to pursue forward without fail; yet, the way communication is developed, coded and decoded, is constantly changing. It is up to educational boards and businesses alike to stay on top and issuer both current and future societies will be able to advance with the changing times.

     A study in the Netherlands explores the possibilities of text in electronic form. For centuries books and written forms of communication have been a primary method for sharing and exploring new ideas. Although the written word may never die, the way it is presented will always continue to progress and change. The study investigated the use of electronic books and whether children from the ages of six months to six years of age where able to still understand story and character development in both traditional and electronic books as they were read allowed by adult participants. As traditional bound books featured physical turning pages, the electronic versions featured animated illustrations and interactivity. Both methods were both equally understood by said children yet some of the responses and effects varied.

     One aspect from the electronic books is that children were able to “interact” with the stories creating a more hands on experience. Children with traditional bound books were left with standard illustrations, yet both groups showed the same amount of interest and comprehension of the stories. A final factor is the ability of the children to recreate the stories and to visualize them with only standard text as their imaginations develop.

     Interactive media has been a fast growing trend in society and schools showing impressive results as one study done in Tokyo reveals that “experience” learning is a method students enjoy most. Having hands-on study and homework assignments has increased student participation and readiness in real world environment.

     Another study researches the interpretation of such media and that used not only in educational environments but also those on television and advertisements. Currently, some schools are developing curriculum in “media literacy” allowing students and opportunity to better interpret the process messages within each program they observed. Two high school groups in one study were assigned to undergo a series of exercises where they needed to identify certain elements in written, audible, and visual forms where one group was given no specific instructions and the other a new experimental curriculum. Both groups showed varied results showing a contrast between what students needed to know about media and what they already knew.

     Technological skills and the ability to properly interpret media is shaping most society where a job, an education, or even citizenship will rely on an individual’s ability to use and understand new forms of communication. For now society and technology continue to push forward, yet if uneducated or underdeveloped, some may be left in the dark.




"My heart is inditing a good matter: I speak of the things which I have made touching the king: my tongue is the pen of a ready writer."

So I've been B.U.S.Y and I'll really regret feeling that way. . .

There's this thing about wanting less on your plate that always get's me confused. . . Shouldn't having a lot to do make me a happier person? Then have to ask myself, "Why do I really do it? Because it makes me happy?"


Sometimes I forget that there are people watching me but only because I never get that sense of approval or appreciation that everyone or. . . At least every guy really longs for... My life continues to be something merely observed and, on occasion, poked at by some bystander I probably hardly know, but then again who's fault is that, who's fault is it that I barely know who's observing me?

Dear void, are you listening?

Well if you are, that probably means you've been listening since the beginning. I just wish you'd say something back every once in awhile.

So I'm apologizing in a way to you Emptiness, that in a way, I've considered myself to be very busy. As a matter of fact, it is this business that has kept me away for such a very long time, that has kept me from writing to the Abyss on such very rare but meaningful occasions.

I was reminded on how terrible a thing, being busy, can really be.

It means that I consider myself distracted and unaware of my surroundings.

Unable to fathom how great a universe I happen to exist. The very plain I stand upon should thoroughly  seduce me into thinking, "My God! What a world you have made"

Being busy is like saying I'm ignoring my best friend. . . Which in someways, I have indeed done this horrible thing to indeed go on to do what I think is keeping me busy. Realistically speaking, I'm making an escuse to not make time, and realize that everything I do isn't for my self benefit that it is to give me an opportunity to shine a little dim light in the darkness that surrounds me that I feel is so close it almost chokes the life out of me. But I must endure this darkness, I must continue to shine, realizing that it is this purpose that keeps me going forward.

I should never aim or state that I am or have been busy.

I am always glorifying that which has made me--My Lord, my God. Amen.

"My heart is inditing a good matter: I speak of the things which I have made touching the king: my tongue is the pen of a ready writer."

Goodday Sunshine

You the know the terrible thing about living off campus?

Is the drive.

I'm always telling myself, "If it wasn't for the stressful drive through downtown, my life would be less stressful"

But the compromise would mean leaving my five--soon to be six *wink*--siblings for an entire semester. And of course I would miss my parents as well. I would have weekends to visit I suppose. But see, I'm currently living in Houston and by 2011 I hope to move to Austin to further a more focused attention in radio, television, and film production.

I should probably share how I got so interested in film especially at one point or another but the sad thing is I only have so very little time to write down these little blurbs in the morning.

I have found that I must wake up at least two hours before my class actually starts... Because it takes practically an hour to drive and I need at least one hour to wake myself up. It is extremely dangerous to wake up, throw your cloths on, not eat, not take a shower, and throw my books into a bag (hoping I got the right ones) and proceed to drive for 45-60 minutes in rush hour traffic.

Now, I refuse to get up and first thing pick up something to read or write. I normally am too confused or exhausted to even open my eye lids for one thing, but I would still like to remain as creative and active as possible for I really would rather go back to sleep. In all actuality, I have to find reasons to be awake especially so early.

And this is one major price I pay while choosing to live at home.

On the upside, I do get to stay and see a family that loves me on a daily basis.

Free food and lodge and laundry.

So it's good to mutch off. . . But that also requires me to help out more which shouldn't be an issue since I am getting service for water and electricity without paying a time. So taking any of this for granted is out of the question.

Taking my safety for granted when I go to sleep at night is out of the question too, but I'll further expound on that another time. It's very interesting the things I'm discovering about my American Government that I long to share. So, I'm looking forward to that. 

So in the morning, I HAVE to eat something (usually cereal and orange juice; though, that get's old).

I have made it a pressing issue to follow the weather everyday now but that can be somewhat depressing especially to find out it's going to rain all week, but at least I won't be surprised or unprepared.

Well, enough chitchat for now. It's 6:45 and that should give me enough time to get ready and run out the door. I guess it would be a good idea to already be dressed and my books in my bag. I'm so tired in the morning, though, I'm worried I'll put my legs through my shirt and my pants over my head...

Okay, maybe I wouldn't do that, but still. . .

I'll write what's in my journal later this evening. Later though I'm going to video a men's basketball game for instant replay purposes which I've never done so it's sure to be an adventure.

Here's to a good day! I hope indeed you have a good one yourself.

Talk to you later,

~Rob



"My heart is inditing a good matter: I speak of the things which I have made touching the king: my tongue is the pen of a ready writer."

Ringo Starr

So I couldn't sleep last night. . . Well actually I really didn't want to go to sleep but what's the difference?

I was called up stairs after writing my earlier post and not a day after mentioning them before, low and behold the last of the Beatles was on a night-time talk show. None other then Ringo Starr!

I honestly don't know too much about him but what little time I had to meet his acquaintance through the telie I will never forget.

Thank you Insomnia, you've done it for me again. . .

Haha... That's a joke. Being a college student it's not really a wise thing at all to stay up till three o'clock in the morning and not expect to be exhausted the following day. It's been proven to me that it really doesn't matter when your first class is. If you don't go to bed on a regular schedule and then you sleep in until it's absolutely time to leave... Without a doubt, you're going to be exhausted, confused, and disoriented the entire day. I don't recommend it and I trust it won't be something I'd like to try ever again. Studies have shown that it takes at least an hour for your mind and body to actually wake up. So for now on, I tend to wake up an hour before it's actually time to go. Which means two hours before class actually starts since it takes 45 minutes to drive to school... *long tired sigh*

I did stay up and watch some really cool animated films on Netflix though. I really enjoyed this one called "Memories" and if you never seen anime and you might be interested in checking something out, I'd definitely recommend this one. It's really three different Anime's in one. It's a trilogy yet each episode doesn't really have anything to do with each other. It's really just a collection of some very well done and I must say intriguing short films all traditionally hand drawn with a little computer aid here and there. The series does give almost everything you could expect in a Japanese animation from it's horror to it's humor, from it's abstract creation to the most basic yet incredible adventures taking mundane and making it marvelous.

Check it out on IMDB:

http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0113799/

So that was my little inspiration trip as it were... Yet it wasn't a very wise thing to stay up so late to watch it. Yet I'm still glad I did.

Wednesday, Jan. 13, 2010 I wrote:

I didn't finally go to bed until 3. . . I have this thing about staying up late and watching Japanese Anime. I find it a very fantastic genre as it continues to prove that the limits to what animation can accomplish are truly next to nothing if not nonexistent.

This revelation of mine to write often was reinforced with an Ironclad plaiting this morning in my writing class. Learning officially (again) that to write well, I must write often and a good writer writes all the time.

And I quote BF Skinner:

"No day without a line"

Time for Class!


"My heart is inditing a good matter: I speak of the things which I have made touching the king: my tongue is the pen of a ready writer."

Waking up with Discovery and the Frost

I obviously have a lot to say today. . . I guess this whole writing and reading business really has me excited.

-The Frost

This morning I seemed quite optimistic; optimistic to wake up, optimistic to start the day right, optimistic to write about it.

Other then a little lack of sleep, I felt I had the energy and gusto I needed to conquer an army, speaking of which, I started to listen/read to "The Art of War" a very interesting read (or manual I should say) on war fare. I find it a very intriguing listen on audio and plan on reading it for myself shortly. It is a wonderful way to pass time between drives back and fort from school.

I attend a private University where I am currently studying mass communications and journalism hence why I love writing so much and why I look so much forward to telling stories I hope to create this semester. By serious inspiration, I know I'll be struck with something soon. At least I hope it will be soon because I only have 17 weeks left to produce a final film project for a production course I'm taking this semester. I'll elaborate a little bit more about the school another time.

This morning I said I was very optimistic... This didn't change, however, to some surprise yet with little disappointment, this optimism of mine was soon challenged by the very forces of nature themselves.

Gosh darn it... I can't believe sometimes how much more I type out here that I seem to be leaving out in my journal. You see, I keep a written record of everything I do and think about through out the day now and reiterate anything I found interesting here... Yet, it's almost 10 times better when I redo it! You would think this would make me happy, yet alas, I only wish I would take some more time to think about things... But now that I think of it, I think this is how it is supposed to work. I much rather type anyway but I really want something more concrete. Oh well, where was I?

Oh yes! The Frost!

To my surprise, it was a chilly 30 degrees this morning and my windows were covered in a thin yet solid layer of frost. I expected a warm and welcoming day. Instead I got frosted windows and Houston traffic. On top of that, I was late to my first Old Testament Survey course. The professor was very understanding it being my first day.

It normally is not cold enough in Texas for such an alien thing to occur yet it still happened to my ungrateful surprise. I was fortunate that my brother (who is 2 years younger then I) recently was given our legally blind aunt's car for Christmas. She is all the way from northern Missouri and kept an ice scraper near in the passenger side pocket.

Chipping away the ice was simple enough then and because of this event I hope to pay a little more attention to the weather channel--rain or shine.

Jan. 12, 2010 I wrote:

Story Idea:

~The Ironclad Fist

Story about the rise of Ironclad ships vs. the wooden boats of it's previous era.

So while in History today, I had an idea for a story about Ironclad war ships going up against enormous forces consisting of archaic weaponry (especially boats made of wood.)

Ironclad ships have always been a small interest of mine since they are uniquely built and rarely seen or heard of today. I am also a sucker for what is called "Steampunk" which I am sure I will further explain in detail at one point or another. Just wanted to jot this all down before i Naturally forget...

Here Comes the Sun

So today I expect bright and beautiful things to reveal themselves... Although, I fear that Tuesdays and Thursdays I shall comes to dread for reasons I shall explain in a later post.

There's a lot that's happened since I've been back that could use some explaining, but if I wish to write at least everyday, I will have very little time to do it... So at least 30 minutes to write in the journal and 10 to write it up on here.

There's one particular song I love to wake up to in the morning and with the advent of the Apple Ipod I am able to finally do this... Of course, the wonderful contraption had to die in the middle of the night but to my misfortune as was at least wise enough to set the alarm on my cell phone as well. (this has happened to me before).

So for my own benefit and the benefit of the reader--whoever you are--I have posted the song to this blog in the hopes of rising with a little be more flutter in the soaring progression to a good day.

This morning, Jan. 12th, 2010 I wrote:

Morning time. There is something about getting up with or before the sunrise that has it's benefits and as I would like to quote Ben Franklin "Early to bed and early to rise, makes a man healthy, wealthy, and wise."Now such a saying is so true yet so difficult for a night-owl such as myself. I wonder if such a world could exist? A place where all normal day functions such as work and even school are performed? Of course I know there are plenty of jobs out there that take place in the night and I know of night school but I am suggesting entire societies gathering in the night just as many would durring the day. There is something about darkness to me that contains it's own magical element. Alas, for at least the beginning of this year, I will have little choice as to rise and emerge with the rest of the early birds. Over time, I suspect it will get easier and perhaps more satisfactory to be getting up so early. I do have a beautiful sunrise to look forward to. :)

Here comes the sun,

And I say it's all right.

Little Darling, it's been a long cold lonely winter.

Little Darling, it seems like years since it's been here.

Here comes the sun,

And I say it's all right.

Little darling

The smiles returning to the faces

Little darling

It seems like years since it's been here

Here comes the sun

Here comes the sun, and I say

It's alright

Little darling

I see the ice is slowly melting

Little darling

It seems like years since it's been clear

Here comes the sun, here comes the sun and i say,

It's alright

To New Found Memories

Hello you,

Remember me? Well, I could never forget your beloved face. It is your face that reminds me of all the faces of my friends, family, and moments that have taken my breath away. It is through your eyes that I am able to witness things from another perspective, it is through your ears that I can hear myself think, and it is your lips that communicate my ideas to the rest the universe.

Why is that important to me? Well, because you are my friend and I love you.

It's been a long time I know... I guess I just got caught up with things, rather, I became apathetic and worrisome that maybe you would rather not hear from me again. On the contrary, I know now how much you've missed me as I have also missed you.

Let's keep in touch--this time I don't think it will be so hard--as I've decided to write to you daily.

It is to you, dear friend, that I wish to share every precious moment as possible and it is by you I hope you will find enough interest to share with whomever makes their way around your graceful presence.

I shall also keep you in a written form... Although there I will keep even deeper thoughts locked in the depths of my mind,however, if ever there be some substantial or provoking thought I'd long for you to share, sure enough I will place it here where others may find it.

Today, Jan 11th 2010 I wrote:

So I've decided to start keeping a journal. Why? Well, I have quite the forgetful memory and, as of late, I have been interested in expanding my mind. I want to better recall the events in my life so that when another asks, "How was your week?" Or even "How is life?" for that matter, I'd be better prepared to answer with a few words at least rather then a typical and utterly bland and blank stare. It is rather embarrassing to be in such a situation and I believe by at least writing daily, I can try to redeem myself.

So. . . Here is to a new year and new found memories in the year 2010 or "Twenty-Ten" as some are calling it