It's a beatiful sunny day outside, so naturally I'm on the computer

I'm on the couch, doing this, because I have told myself that I am bored. I really shouldn't be because there is actually a lot I have to do. Like, finish a paper, start another one, and study. In fact the paper shouldn't even be that hard to do, mainly because the topic has to do with ancient Egypt. I've always loved ancient Egypt and read about it, perhaps so far as to study it on my summer vacation. It's kinda lame, but when I see pictures of ruins or tombs and the like, I tear up a little. I don't know if it's because I think they're beautiful in their own way or if it's because I know there is a very good chance I will never experience that other than pictures I find on the net or in books. It's not just Egyptian stuff either, it's all ruins really.

Take some of the Roman ruins for example, or those of Pompeii. I see pictures of that and I just start thinking to myself, for the most part this was someones whole world. They walked those streets, they bought things at that market, the bathed in that bath house, and they went home to that house. At the same time, it's not incredibly impressive to some people. Then when Vesuvius (spelling?) erupted people just died as they ran for their lives. Or, some did take cover but died anyway. Not only do the lives of the people make an impact, but also just the size of some of these cities.

Another thing I think about when it comes to ancient history is how much people have changed, or rather how much we stayed the same. There's been some buzz around whether fighting should be kept in hockey. Before that even started I remember sitting in the rink and looking around and listening to the people cheer as the opposing player fell to the ice (I'm not saying anything bad about the spectators, I was cheering too). I couldn't help but wonder, was this what it was like to go to the arena and see men fight for their freedom? I'm guessing yes with some subtle differences, the couch doesn't give a thumbs up or down for death, it smells slightly better unless you're sitting near a bench, and you're not allowed to have booze in certain areas. Also, you're allowed to leave whenever you want. I can't remember exact details but I remember reading about an emperor, Nero or Caligula that had a long celebration and people weren't allowed to leave the arena. So there were reports of someone giving birth cause they wouldn't let her leave, and some faked being dead just so they could get out.

I was pretty excited when I was in Ottawa though. Because we were going to the Museum of Civilization. It was a school trip so we had an itinerary, I saw we had two and a half hours there which seemed right because it's huge. Turns out, we were there to see a two hour movie in the imax theater there. I tried to be mad, but the movie was about chimps and I was the only one that stayed awake throughout the whole thing. How could I sleep when before me on a giant screen was a young chimp throwing rocks and sticks at Jane Goodall? He was pissed. At the same time though I only got a half hour in the biggest museum I've ever seen. Luckily I got to see the feature exhibit which was the bog people. Sadly I didn't get any pictures, but I remember seeing the small bodies under the glass case. I would have loved to have spent more time in that one place alone.
So far, that's the extent of my worldly travels I'm sure I'll make it somewhere overseas someday :P. Hopfully it will come with the job.

I think that's enough of me ranting on nothing for today. Until next time!