Ah yes. The Superbowl. I believe this year its the Colts versus the Saints? I don't follow football enough to have a favorite team or to pick a side, but from what I hear it's bound to be a good game.
I see football as kind of a leisure activity. You just put it on as background noise while you hang out with your friends and eat tons of food. Of course you periodically have to check the score and cheer or boo at appropriate times to stay in the loop. But that's about as far as football goes for me. Generally though football is celebrated and watched religiously.
Everyone knows about the Superbowl. They know when it is, who's playing, and who they want to win. But, little did you all realize that it isn't the end of football season but really the beginning of NASCAR season! Yesterday was the Budweiser Shootout. (Daytona 500 is next weekend). Kevin Harvick took first again and Kasey Kahne came in second. If you wanted to know.
Yes I realize that NASCAR is a series of left turns. Yes I realize that it has been associated with being uneducated. And yes I realize that some people don't consider it a sport. But consider it a personality quirk, I actually love NASCAR. Have you ever watched a race or been to one? Have you felt the adrenaline rush as some of your favorite drivers go three-wide around a turn? Have you ever watched a driver spin out, roll his car, and have it burst into flames and still walk out OK? Have you ever felt proud of the rookie driver as he comes from behind in a race and takes a top five place at the finish line?
NASCAR is definitely a sport. Drivers need protective gear, there is a chance of injury (and even...gulp...death), they get paid a ton, they can lose up to ten pounds in just sweat in a race, and have millions of screaming and adoring fans. Now try and tell me that's not a sport.
A sport like football sounds just as silly as NASCAR might if you think about it. Guys put pads on everywhere and run at each other holding a ball as fast and hard as they can. They tackle each other in order to take the little ball to one of the ends of the field. Oh and why is it called football anyway? The ball only makes contact with some one's foot a handful of times in a game. My roommate summed it up pretty well I think: "Football is basically a bunch of guys running for two seconds until they get knocked over and then spend fifteen minutes talking about what just happened." And that's why we are friends =].
So I know this doesn't have anything much to do with honesty, but i just sat around all day doing homework and watching the Superbowl. This is my HONEST opinion about NASCAR and football =] so take is as you like. Feel free to leave me honest opinions as well. I love love love comments.
Take care,
Kate
February 7, 2010
Make New Friends But Keep The Old....
Ha! I kept a promise. Sort of. It is a little late to post, but better late than never. Right?
So today I got up earlier than normal and I was thinking that I really don't have that many solid friends here at college. I have my really good friends at home and a couple people here that I have fun with, but other than that I kind of keep to myself. I have to actually approach people to make new friends I guess.
I was also thinking at breakfast that if you honestly want to get to know the "real" person when you meet somebody go to the dining halls before noon. Everyone is up and going, even if its not at the fastest pace. I think you can tell a lot by how people look and act when they first wake up.
There are girls in their sweaters and booty shorts with perky ponytails. You just know they did not go to sleep like that let alone wake up like that. And they are just as peppy when you have to step up and talk to them. If you aren't really a morning person like me, I'd say avoid these people at all costs. At least until you've had your coffee or cereal or whatever gets you going. These are the "every one's friend" people.
Then there are the guys in their sweats and name brand shoes. They gotta look their best no matter what, even in the morning when conversation and attention spans are at a minimum. Between mouthfuls of cereal, sausage, eggs, and toast these guys swap the occasional grunts and affirmation of the "awesomeness" of last night. These are the people I would go to if I was even remotely interested in the score of the game or any upcoming frat parties. These are your "socialites." There are also the girl version of these types, but replace the grunts with actual conversation. And maybe throw in a headband.
There's also this one guy that insists on wearing a thick green bathrobe with pink women's flip flops. To each his own I guess. I wonder what his roommate thinks....
And, finally, where I fall in. These last group of people you will find in mismatched pajamas, hair in all directions, and barely talking having just rolled out of bed. They walk through the lines grabbing the tray and their food like robots, just going through the motions. Even watching them eat is rather comical because as the meal progresses you can see them awaken. The first few bites might take a few times to successfully make it to the mouth. A few bites later conversation starts to happen. And then we go from energized to disappointed once we realize how disheveled we look in public. We are the "misfits."
And that is my truth for today. If you want to know someone, talk to them when they have first woken up. If they talk. If you talk. The mornings are so black and white. You either are a morning person or you aren't.
So anyway, here's to meeting new people!
-Kate
So today I got up earlier than normal and I was thinking that I really don't have that many solid friends here at college. I have my really good friends at home and a couple people here that I have fun with, but other than that I kind of keep to myself. I have to actually approach people to make new friends I guess.
I was also thinking at breakfast that if you honestly want to get to know the "real" person when you meet somebody go to the dining halls before noon. Everyone is up and going, even if its not at the fastest pace. I think you can tell a lot by how people look and act when they first wake up.
There are girls in their sweaters and booty shorts with perky ponytails. You just know they did not go to sleep like that let alone wake up like that. And they are just as peppy when you have to step up and talk to them. If you aren't really a morning person like me, I'd say avoid these people at all costs. At least until you've had your coffee or cereal or whatever gets you going. These are the "every one's friend" people.
Then there are the guys in their sweats and name brand shoes. They gotta look their best no matter what, even in the morning when conversation and attention spans are at a minimum. Between mouthfuls of cereal, sausage, eggs, and toast these guys swap the occasional grunts and affirmation of the "awesomeness" of last night. These are the people I would go to if I was even remotely interested in the score of the game or any upcoming frat parties. These are your "socialites." There are also the girl version of these types, but replace the grunts with actual conversation. And maybe throw in a headband.
There's also this one guy that insists on wearing a thick green bathrobe with pink women's flip flops. To each his own I guess. I wonder what his roommate thinks....
And, finally, where I fall in. These last group of people you will find in mismatched pajamas, hair in all directions, and barely talking having just rolled out of bed. They walk through the lines grabbing the tray and their food like robots, just going through the motions. Even watching them eat is rather comical because as the meal progresses you can see them awaken. The first few bites might take a few times to successfully make it to the mouth. A few bites later conversation starts to happen. And then we go from energized to disappointed once we realize how disheveled we look in public. We are the "misfits."
And that is my truth for today. If you want to know someone, talk to them when they have first woken up. If they talk. If you talk. The mornings are so black and white. You either are a morning person or you aren't.
So anyway, here's to meeting new people!
-Kate
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