Failure to Recall

I have been vigorously applying for scholarships since the beginning of the school, trying to get as much "free" money as I can for college. I have applied for so many now that I can't remember how many I have actually applied for...

Page after page of monotonic questions, always typing in my name, address, home phone number, gender, parental information, etc., etc. Everything seems to just blend together because every page of the applications wants the same thing over and over. Isn't there an easier way?!?

...sigh...

I have completed and sent many, many applications, but I have yet to win one. It's frustrating. I feel as though I'm wasting time and effort, but I keep telling myself that I have a good chance at winning this one.

I must add that I have won something, but this was because I was the only person in my school who applied for it. However, the object won was not money. I really, really would like to win some money.

I suppose I must also include the fact that I am getting some scholarship money from Martin Methodist College to play golf there.

But I didn't really win it.

I stress the win part because I want all my efforts of laborious typing/writing to amount to something other than a moan and disappointment.

My family is middle class, and the way several scholarships are setup middle class income families are discriminated against. I don't get an equal chance compared to other applicants.

I don't mean to rant. I'm just a well-deserving student, among many, who so badly wants to win.

Let Tiger Go Back to His Woods

The media has FINALLY struck a significant nerve with me as they continue to report and report on Tiger Woods's car accident. It's a minor car accident for goodness's sakes!! You, me, or anyone else could have been in that same situation!! And as for the rumor's of an affair, why should anyone CARE?! It's Tiger's business, NOT THE MEDIA'S!! If anything people should be asking if he is okay and can still play golf, which I'm sure he can but it's the thought that really counts. Tiger has just made it through a rough year with his knee, so we should be anticipating his return to the course free of problems. Instead, he now has the media pounding on his back for answers he doesn't have to give them and shouldn't give them. Tiger put his personal life in the dark because he didn't want THIS situation to happen to him. Golf is a sport I am going to college to play next year, and Tiger Woods is one of my favorite athletes. So it hurts me personally when I hear my favorite radio station, Woody and Jim (107.5 the River), degrading the sport and making fun of the whole situation. Golf is a respectable sport, and anyone who plays it should be given as much respect too.

Shy Bunny

Remember and Pray

While you're splashing in your city pool or just hanging out with a bunch of good friends, remember those who you love, remember those who need your prayers and encouraging words to propel them through the hardships of life, remember everyone.

There is always someone (whether you know the person or not) who needs you. Friends who need surgery, friends who will need a shoulder to cry on...

Pray.

Pray for them.

Pray for the man who lives on the street. Pray for the family who hopes to have another meal. Pray for the men and women over seas. Pray for the neighbor who has a disease.

Pray.

Pray for them because even though they may not say a word, actions speak louder than words.

Maybe one day we'll find the cure for cancer or a way to regenerate human body parts, but until that day comes it's all in God's hands.

So pray.




Thanks.

Intense

Something started to vibrate against my hip. The phone. That little piece of technology that I hated…with a passion if I may add. Something was wrong, or rather something was going to go wrong very soon, and the message on the phone was about to tell where and when it would happen. I took out the cell phone and peered at the text I just received. A calendar with the events:

Today-Regroup at HQ

Tomorrow-Regroup at HQ

Day After Tomorrow-Plan targets

Next Day-Plan positioning

Day After-Everyone Explodes

Then-Enslave the Survivors

Next-Exterminate

According to this schedule, the world as I knew it would change within a week. We were now on the clock to find the intended targets so we could beat Ember to them and prevent the event on the fifth day from happening. I needed to call Volt, and I needed to do it now. I punched in the number with unnecessary force and waited for him to pick up the other line.

“Aqua?” he immediately answered

I followed his question with words…I think. I was in such a panic/paranoid state that I couldn’t form the simplest sentences.

“Aqua, Aqua, AQUA! Take a deep breath. Now, what’s wrong?”

“I got a message. I--”

“Send me the message first, please."

I sent it to him and patiently waited for his response.

“Jesus…”

“Volt, I-I--”

“We need to get this to headquarters. Now. You wait there, and I’ll come get you. I’m sure you don’t want to travel alone not to mention in the sewers--”

“I love you!”

“What?”

“I-I love you, Volt.”

I could tell he was smiling because he took a long pause.

“…And I love you, Aquamari."