Biking and stuff

So I mentioned last post about biking and such.  The other morning I biked with my sister to work at 6:30 in the morning and then continued onward to the next town 7 miles away.  Got to the other town at around 7:30 and stood around in a daze for a little bit before I went to the dollar store and bought myself a couple jigsaw puzzles and a soda.  After recovering my stomach I biked back.  It was nice weather, that early, too - the sun was just rising so it wasn't too hot or humid yet.

It was a highly electrifying experience and it made me feel better about the bike trip that's coming up  fast - I got the trip itinerary the other day in the mail and we'll be biking around 30 miles a day for a week to reach Lake Ontario and the Canadian border.  I'm so excited to just have a week to make connections and friendships. I talked to an older friend of mine and she's probably going, so I will most likely share a tent with her.  There are some kinks that need to be worked out (like how I am going to get my sis' bike to the place where we're leaving), but other than that I have everything I need to go.

In other news, I've been reading some - decided to read The Phantom of the Opera because I've always wondered what the book is like compared to the movie(s).  Frankly, I like the newer movie better because the book uses a lot of archaic language and seems a bit overplayed.  I do have a friend named Christine though, so whenever Christine Daae the character is mentioned, I think of my friend Christine.  It's sort of funny.

A Post

So I'm a little ticked right now. I'm about ready for the summer to be over already. At the very least, I've got only a month left here at home (29 days, so less, actually). Drama on the internet and in real life has taken its toll.

I wish people weren't so fierce in their arguments. Got to talking with someone and ended up in this big debate again about politics and she told me I was wrong, that her opinion was fact, and that she just “saw things as they were.” An opinion is an opinion: it doesn't necessarily mean it's right or wrong. (Well, unless it crosses over into moral territory. If I were to believe that killing people is okay, that's obviously wrong.) Who am I to judge someone else's opinion and say that it is “wrong” or “right?” I've heard someone else say that one can vote for a candidate who doesn't believe in what they believe in as well, and still achieve results. (For example, someone can vote for a candidate who has “pro-abortion” beliefs and still be against abortion personally – because a “pro-abortion” candidate usually takes actions to implement prevention measures for women in programs like Planned Parenthood.) The world isn't as black and white as some people believe and say it is. Yes, there are some things that are very good (like philanthropism) and some that are very bad (like murder, rape, etc). But most of our daily actions don't fit under black and white standards. This world is so full of gray standards.

I witnessed a similar argument in a devart chatroom today – about whether fan-fiction can be literature. The little argument spiraled down into nothingness after awhile, but it was an...interesting debate at least.

We were supposed to go to a wedding for my cousin today, but no one gave us a ride, and now my mom is all mad (but not much more than usual, actually). She's probably going to boycott our relatives or something.

One good thing – earlier this week I finally handed in all the money to my pastor for a bike trip at the beginning of August. It's through the Youth for Christ chapter at the church I go to at college and it's basically biking around the state and being awesome for a week. Another week after that, and I'm going to back to college for the fall semester. And then I'm going to be pulled in so many directions – it'll be crazy, but I think I'll enjoy it.

More writing later.

(Also, I won this from the crane machine today. It's adorable. :D)