April 23, 2003

Schoolwork and Morbid Thoughts

I hate being jealous of other people. I have heard several people now talk about how they only have one major project left to complete. Really irritating. I would probably only have one left if I hadn't needed to go home for a week. I did a lot of engineering graphics tonight. Printed out a lot of crap. Will probably print out more crap tomorrow. I have to make up a physics lab tomorrow afternoon, and directly after that I have to go and work on catching up with Manufacturing Processes Lab. I have today and tomorrow to try to finish that stupid nut and bolt. It's probably not going to happen, but I'm going to try. After that time tomorrow, hopefully I will finish my engineering graphics and have one less thing to worry about. Once again I reiterate: "Work sucks."

I'd like to apologize for any readers with which the paragraph may be offensive, but thoughts like these have been in my mind lately due to recent events in my family.

Now for today's morbid topic: if you died right now, would you want to be buried with anything that is "special" to you, and if so, what? For some reason I started thinking about this today. It might have been the memory of my parents planning my sister's funeral, but the thought has been stuck in my head for a while now. Also, if something did happen to me and my parents had to plan my funeral, I would like to think that this would make it a little bit easier. Unless they are touchy about the subject, it can also reveal insight into a person's personality. I would probably want my hardback copy of The Stand by Stephen King, the green Ty Beanie Babie bear I bought for my sister, and a copy of the photo of my mom and dad dressed up in leather when they went to a Harley-Davidson rally. I would have no objections to anything else being added to that list, but my sick mind likes the idea of those things being buried with me when I eventually die.

Ok, I know that most of the people reading this will think that is disgustingly morbid to think about, but I told you in my title that all thoughts placed here come from a weird mind. Besides, we all will die (unless Jesus comes back sometime soon) and thinking about these things makes it easier on those still alive. Of course, at the moment I would never tell my parents these thoughts were in my mind because I could imagine what it would cause them to start thinking.. I wouldn't want them thinking that I was thinking too much about death. However, if it is here in writing, they would eventually get to it and make plans accordingly.

Posted by Randy at April 23, 2003 02:12 AM