We all are born right? We all come into this life the same way. We all live life, and then we all eventually meet the end of our life. It is weird to think about isn't it as a kid, that one day you will possibly be a grandparent. That one day you are going to be old and gray.
It is weird to think about as a 17 year old because all you have ever known is your parents taking care of you, supplying you with some help, buying your food, and giving you a home to live in. You get in your final year in High School and then you realize that, that is all going to change, that one day you will be living on you own (well I hope at least). Have you ever thought about that?
Being a teenager you don't have to worry about paying bills and making mortgage payments. We all get older though everyday, and one day in the not so distant future you are going to be doing those things. You will have to make a career choice, go to a job for 40 hours or more a week, make car payments, pay hospital bills, buy food for your home, buy a house, get married, have kids, and much more that adults do that you would never have thought about doing as a teenage/kid.
The inevitable will happen and we will graduate from High School one day, turn 18 and become an adult in the world we know. Vote for our elected officials, and just so much more that we never would have thought about or even dreamed of doing. When that day comes will you (I) be ready to do all those things? So, yeah sure we become a young adult in the world, now what? Well we keep on aging, we get older and older as the time clicks onward, never EVER stoping, giving you a chance to relive a moment, stay the same age.
Before you know it your in the middle of life, you are married, have at least one kid, and have had a career for more than five years. You look back on your life, did you do everything to your full desire? Have you done everything you have wanted to do in life? Look at you life, do you enjoy what you are doing? If there is anything you want to change, if you are not happy with one aspect of your life, I say CHANGE IT! Do whatever you can to make sure you are living you life to its full potential! Why right, why am I saying this? Because you only have one life to live, so why not make it about what you want to do to make yourself happy, and to do what you have always wanted to do. Of course making people happy too along the way, don't be a jerk about things, but if you don't wake up every morning enjoying what you are doing, then something needs to be changed because before you know it, it is going to be to late.
I would say go skydiving or something but that has been over used for living in the moment and doing something exciting with your life. I say find the one you love, and not just "love" someone who you can share anything with. Someone who you know everything about, someone who you could spend every waking minute with for the rest of your life, someone who you couldn't live without, and someone you you deeply love. I say go to an airport and hop on the first plane out of there. Take a trip to a foreign country every year. Go mountain climbing. Do things that you will enjoy. Make memories that you will remember for the rest of your life.
One day you are going to wake up somewhere and you are going to be 80 years old having lived a full life. So, "Seize the day" I say, because one day you will be old. Being old isn't a bad thing though, just as long as you have lived your life, and know that in your last breath of life that you haven't regretted one moment of your life.
Remember "Carpe Diem, seize the day." Remember that and follow it for you entire life, from the beginning, middle, and all the way to the end!
Wednesday, January 25, 2012
Thursday, January 12, 2012
"OH CRAP!"
My life is dedicated to the internet. I am a avid blogger (consiting of four blogs), I have 10,000 subscribers on my YouTube channel, on FaceBook all the time, and a huge tweeter on Twitter. My career is this. I make money from the ads on all of my blogs, my ads from FaceBook, and I work for a advertising company on the internet. I own a 27 inch iMac, 15 inch MacBook Pro, the lastest iPhone adn iPad, and another MacBook Air for personal use. My life has consisted of sitting in front of a computer screen all day. I blog and tweet about completely random things that people love. I make videos on YouTube that people just adore, and fine the funniest thing EVER. I enjoy doing it all too. I even enjoy doing my job online all of the time.
So today is May 7th, 2050, and I just got up and deciding to do my daily routine. Start up my iMac while I plug in my MacBook Air from last nights trip to the local cafe while I was doing some writing there. Then I go and turn the coffee maker on to start making my delicious cup of joe. Then I usually log into my iMac then boot up my MacBook Pro for some video recording later on. Then I go pour myself a cup of coffee, then I move sit in front of my iMac and check my stats from all of my blogs, videos on YouTube, and ads on FaceBook.
So today I was sitting in front of my iMac waiting for it to connect to the internet. Usually doesn't take this long, usually is already connected the second it is turn on. So I get up and check the router in the sink filled kitchen of my apartment. It sits on a little stool siting in the corner of the black walls, gathering dust from not being touched in the last six months. It says that I am connected, all the green little lights are lit up. I reach behind it to check that the plugins are all plugged in, and they are all in there right place. So I shut it off for thirty seconds, because that is usually what you are supposed to do when it isn't working I have been told in the past.
After the thirty seconds past, in which I accidentally drunk some rotten milk (was past it expiration date by like two weeks), I flipped the little switch on the back of the router. The little lights on the front lit up. So then I walked back through the living room, and into my work station to sit in my beautiful black leather chair in front of my iMac. I take a drink out of my mug, which reads "Technology equals ME," and wait for the iMac to pick up the wifi signal.
I sat there for literally five minutes waiting for it to connect. So then I decided I would try a couple things on the internet to try and get it to work. Nothing, so I wheeled (oh yeah this bitchn' chair has wheels) to my MacBook Pro to see if that got a connection. NOTHING. I pulled my iPhone out of my sweatpants pocket . . . . no internet connection. I ran into my room grabbed my iPad 2 off the nightstand . . . . NO INTERNET CONNECTION.
"Okay okay maybe there is something with my internet, I will call at nine o'clock to get some guy out here to get it right and then I will just have to put in a lot of time today," I told myself in a panicked tone. I looked over at the clock, 5:45. I usually get up at 5:15 every morning to get a blog in before my shower. Well to bad for that. So I go to the bathroom which is located right next to my living room. I open the cedar door to a blue walled bathroom, with a crappy toilet (a toilet is a toilet in my eyes), a porcelain sink, an overhead mirror cabinet (filled with all my shaving cream, razor, pills, and deodorant), and a huge bathtub shower. I strip down into my boxers and shave the five o'clock shadow off my face. You know id you make one simple mistake while shaving it could really hurt, well me being in a paranoia today already decided to cut my chin today. Well after the failed attempt at shaving I take my daily morning soak in the tub.
After my morning soak, I put on my clean pair of my gray sweatpants, and a bright white t-shirt. My day-to-day attire when I work. I look over at the clock sitting next to my big screen TV, and it read 6:30. Usually around this time I am taking my morning soak, then after that I go ahead and film some videos about me talking about the latest movie or TV show episode. Not today though so far, I went back and checked on the computer . . . still no internet connection . . . .
Eight o'clock finally rolled around and I decided I couldn't wait any longer, after five years of doing this continuously you start to go insane if you don't. I dialed the number for my local telephone company. It took seven rings before I finally got, "Hello Chicago's Finest Telephone company, we are really busy at the moment. Someone will be with you shortly . . . . please hold." Then I got elevator music, and some automated voice saying, "Your call is important to us," for like 30 minutes. The music stopped and a guy said, "I am extremely sorry for your long wait sir, how can I help you?"
"Oh thats fine, um I was wondering if I could have someone come out to look at my router or internet or someth-"
"Sir let me stop you right there. You obviously haven't turned on the news yet today. The internet around the globe has stopped working, no one knows why? No one know how? It just stopped working, globally. As of right now there isn't anything we can do. Thank you for your call though, good day," he interrupted, speaking quickly, and hanging up when he was done talking.
The only thing I could say in my matter of shock was, "OH CRAP!"
This has been a fictional story by Noah Mark Bitney
So today is May 7th, 2050, and I just got up and deciding to do my daily routine. Start up my iMac while I plug in my MacBook Air from last nights trip to the local cafe while I was doing some writing there. Then I go and turn the coffee maker on to start making my delicious cup of joe. Then I usually log into my iMac then boot up my MacBook Pro for some video recording later on. Then I go pour myself a cup of coffee, then I move sit in front of my iMac and check my stats from all of my blogs, videos on YouTube, and ads on FaceBook.
So today I was sitting in front of my iMac waiting for it to connect to the internet. Usually doesn't take this long, usually is already connected the second it is turn on. So I get up and check the router in the sink filled kitchen of my apartment. It sits on a little stool siting in the corner of the black walls, gathering dust from not being touched in the last six months. It says that I am connected, all the green little lights are lit up. I reach behind it to check that the plugins are all plugged in, and they are all in there right place. So I shut it off for thirty seconds, because that is usually what you are supposed to do when it isn't working I have been told in the past.
After the thirty seconds past, in which I accidentally drunk some rotten milk (was past it expiration date by like two weeks), I flipped the little switch on the back of the router. The little lights on the front lit up. So then I walked back through the living room, and into my work station to sit in my beautiful black leather chair in front of my iMac. I take a drink out of my mug, which reads "Technology equals ME," and wait for the iMac to pick up the wifi signal.
I sat there for literally five minutes waiting for it to connect. So then I decided I would try a couple things on the internet to try and get it to work. Nothing, so I wheeled (oh yeah this bitchn' chair has wheels) to my MacBook Pro to see if that got a connection. NOTHING. I pulled my iPhone out of my sweatpants pocket . . . . no internet connection. I ran into my room grabbed my iPad 2 off the nightstand . . . . NO INTERNET CONNECTION.
"Okay okay maybe there is something with my internet, I will call at nine o'clock to get some guy out here to get it right and then I will just have to put in a lot of time today," I told myself in a panicked tone. I looked over at the clock, 5:45. I usually get up at 5:15 every morning to get a blog in before my shower. Well to bad for that. So I go to the bathroom which is located right next to my living room. I open the cedar door to a blue walled bathroom, with a crappy toilet (a toilet is a toilet in my eyes), a porcelain sink, an overhead mirror cabinet (filled with all my shaving cream, razor, pills, and deodorant), and a huge bathtub shower. I strip down into my boxers and shave the five o'clock shadow off my face. You know id you make one simple mistake while shaving it could really hurt, well me being in a paranoia today already decided to cut my chin today. Well after the failed attempt at shaving I take my daily morning soak in the tub.
After my morning soak, I put on my clean pair of my gray sweatpants, and a bright white t-shirt. My day-to-day attire when I work. I look over at the clock sitting next to my big screen TV, and it read 6:30. Usually around this time I am taking my morning soak, then after that I go ahead and film some videos about me talking about the latest movie or TV show episode. Not today though so far, I went back and checked on the computer . . . still no internet connection . . . .
Eight o'clock finally rolled around and I decided I couldn't wait any longer, after five years of doing this continuously you start to go insane if you don't. I dialed the number for my local telephone company. It took seven rings before I finally got, "Hello Chicago's Finest Telephone company, we are really busy at the moment. Someone will be with you shortly . . . . please hold." Then I got elevator music, and some automated voice saying, "Your call is important to us," for like 30 minutes. The music stopped and a guy said, "I am extremely sorry for your long wait sir, how can I help you?"
"Oh thats fine, um I was wondering if I could have someone come out to look at my router or internet or someth-"
"Sir let me stop you right there. You obviously haven't turned on the news yet today. The internet around the globe has stopped working, no one knows why? No one know how? It just stopped working, globally. As of right now there isn't anything we can do. Thank you for your call though, good day," he interrupted, speaking quickly, and hanging up when he was done talking.
The only thing I could say in my matter of shock was, "OH CRAP!"
This has been a fictional story by Noah Mark Bitney
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