I received this information in a lab experiment that we performed. These comparisons are interesting, and however irrelevant it may be to anything, it just makes you think about how big or small everything seems to be. Just keep reading and you'll see what I'm talking about.
One part per million is one second in 12 days of your life.
One part per billion is one second in 32 years of your life.
One part per million is one pinch of salt in 20 pounds of potato chips.
One part per billion is one pinch of salt in 10 tons (20,000 lbs) of potato chips.
One part per million is one inch of 16 miles.
One part per billion is one inch in 16,000 miles.
One part per TRILLION is one step on a journey to the sun!
Imagine the comparisons in retrospect to the universe or other things... They can be real eye openers.
Mar 14, 2007
Mar 13, 2007
My Affairs on the Internal
Would you want to spend your entire life helping people? Slowly turning the world into a better place one life at a time. In turn, your life would become a living hell because you wouldn't be able to turn to anyone; they turn to you. Would a life of self-sacrifice for the better good be a worth-while life?
The reason why I bring up this question is because of a person I know. Everyone goes to this person for help, and in return they receive none. I don't know if it's blown out of proportion or not, but hearing this person explain how they feel - it just seems...intolerable.
I just hate to see people sad or angry, and I always try to get them in a better mood. In a broader spectrum, let's just say I like to help people. The problem is, I admit that I am not the best person to turn to, but should the occasion arise, I take it with full stride. However, to have people turn to you on instinct has always been an "attribute" that I've wanted to aquire. But after trying to help person-who-always-helps-but-gets-none-in-return, I'm starting to rethink that idea. I admit that there is no better feeling than knowing that you have brightened someone's day. But the sweet aint sweet without the sour.
The reason why I bring up this question is because of a person I know. Everyone goes to this person for help, and in return they receive none. I don't know if it's blown out of proportion or not, but hearing this person explain how they feel - it just seems...intolerable.
I just hate to see people sad or angry, and I always try to get them in a better mood. In a broader spectrum, let's just say I like to help people. The problem is, I admit that I am not the best person to turn to, but should the occasion arise, I take it with full stride. However, to have people turn to you on instinct has always been an "attribute" that I've wanted to aquire. But after trying to help person-who-always-helps-but-gets-none-in-return, I'm starting to rethink that idea. I admit that there is no better feeling than knowing that you have brightened someone's day. But the sweet aint sweet without the sour.
Mar 6, 2007
My POV on High School
I find it funny when the median on a test is at or below 50%. That means that the people who gave you the test were testing you more on what you don't know than what you know. And hey, isn't that High School? We are constantly mountains of new information, making it almost impossible for us to develop a single skill in something. BUT WAIT!!! That's what college is for... Yes, yes. And High School is just the introduction.
So what do we do with the mountains of information? We either use it, or lose it. Many people can't even remember things that they've learned in seventh grade (Home Economics anyone?). But in reality, much of that information we obtain from our teachers won't be used ever again after college. Unless you teach math, when are you ever going to use the quadratic formula? It seems like a waste of time and effort; to learn something, then get tested on it, then let it rot away in the back of your head until you die. However, this is the land of opportunity. There is no reason that no one shouldn't succeed in America.
"What if I failed high school English?"
"You're screwed!"
So much seems to ride on our high school transcript that many people lose sight of what can really be done in America. Look at our ancestors and all of the past immigrants who came here with virtually nothing; they worked countless hours and devoted every waking moment of their lives to ensure that we - the future generation(s) - would have a better life. Most of that came through hard labor. Of course no one wants to do it, but that's what makes the end of the week that much sweeter.
Anything can be done in this country, high school graduate or not. Hell, I know someone who got a 2.0 in high school and didn't even go to college. His parent's aren't the proudest, but when I talked to him he seemed eager to go to work every week. Granted he's not earning a triple digit salary by painting houses, but he thinks that he can go somewhere with what he's doing. And with that attitude, I believe he can.
So what do we do with the mountains of information? We either use it, or lose it. Many people can't even remember things that they've learned in seventh grade (Home Economics anyone?). But in reality, much of that information we obtain from our teachers won't be used ever again after college. Unless you teach math, when are you ever going to use the quadratic formula? It seems like a waste of time and effort; to learn something, then get tested on it, then let it rot away in the back of your head until you die. However, this is the land of opportunity. There is no reason that no one shouldn't succeed in America.
"What if I failed high school English?"
"You're screwed!"
So much seems to ride on our high school transcript that many people lose sight of what can really be done in America. Look at our ancestors and all of the past immigrants who came here with virtually nothing; they worked countless hours and devoted every waking moment of their lives to ensure that we - the future generation(s) - would have a better life. Most of that came through hard labor. Of course no one wants to do it, but that's what makes the end of the week that much sweeter.
Anything can be done in this country, high school graduate or not. Hell, I know someone who got a 2.0 in high school and didn't even go to college. His parent's aren't the proudest, but when I talked to him he seemed eager to go to work every week. Granted he's not earning a triple digit salary by painting houses, but he thinks that he can go somewhere with what he's doing. And with that attitude, I believe he can.
Mar 4, 2007
My Kind of Jogging
Everyone remembers the earthquake that struck us last November. In fact, I'm sure many people remember what they couldn't do - no electricity, and in some cases, no running water. However, that 'sparked' opportunities for many people to actually do things that they haven't done in a while. I actually got to skip out on doing chores and homework. In turn, I actually got active; I went outside for a little jog through the neighborhood.
For those of you who have seen the movie Forrest Gump, you may recall that he went jogging for about 2 - 3 years. And there are three things that jogging does for you:
1) Get the blood pumping and strengthens your heart
2) Gets your mind to keep telling you "Almost there...don't stop now."
and finally,
3) Gives you time to think.
I don't know about you, but whenever I jog, my mind seems to empty out the school related material and all that other junk. After all, running is simple - put one foot in front of the other and don't stop. It's not like other sports where you have to think about where to place your fingers or concentrate on doing something in a specific manner. In turn, this can "free your mind" from various stresses.
You can only do one thing with a free mind, and that's think. Whenever I go running/jogging/etc, I start to think. And it's not something complicated like the meaning of the universe, it's just simple things that pop into my head. For example, that I day I began to think about how much we are reliant on electricity.
If you dont believe me, just go jogging for yourself. Just follow the road and keep putting one foot in fron of the other. Soon enough, you'll start thinking about something. (You might begin thinking that what I said was false, and that you aren't thinking about anything, but in fact you are thinking about something.) Running or jogging also gives you time to reflect on things. Why did I do so bad on that test? or What would've happened if I ask so-and-so out?
You'd be surprised at what simple things do to you.
For those of you who have seen the movie Forrest Gump, you may recall that he went jogging for about 2 - 3 years. And there are three things that jogging does for you:
1) Get the blood pumping and strengthens your heart
2) Gets your mind to keep telling you "Almost there...don't stop now."
and finally,
3) Gives you time to think.
I don't know about you, but whenever I jog, my mind seems to empty out the school related material and all that other junk. After all, running is simple - put one foot in front of the other and don't stop. It's not like other sports where you have to think about where to place your fingers or concentrate on doing something in a specific manner. In turn, this can "free your mind" from various stresses.
You can only do one thing with a free mind, and that's think. Whenever I go running/jogging/etc, I start to think. And it's not something complicated like the meaning of the universe, it's just simple things that pop into my head. For example, that I day I began to think about how much we are reliant on electricity.
If you dont believe me, just go jogging for yourself. Just follow the road and keep putting one foot in fron of the other. Soon enough, you'll start thinking about something. (You might begin thinking that what I said was false, and that you aren't thinking about anything, but in fact you are thinking about something.) Running or jogging also gives you time to reflect on things. Why did I do so bad on that test? or What would've happened if I ask so-and-so out?
You'd be surprised at what simple things do to you.
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