Well in my "country" of Arizona, the brain trust in charge decided to make fireworks legal for the first time ever... and considering how dry everything is... I'm thinking we are going to celebrate Independence Day with fire and lots of it.
Now, I'm not saying that to be all emo. I wish there was some way for me to get people to understand the heart of the beauty inside my mind, but I can't. I can't because most people are so entrenched in this shallow world that they manage to drown in delusional ambitions that are a mile wide and an inch deep. They can't dream anymore and I can't stop.
So, that's the one thing I'd never change about me; my ability to dream and get lost inside myself. When things get bad, I will always have that. And, ultimately, that is why I am unbreakable.
я никогда не поменяю в себе - себя, потому что быть собой, это определенно счастье, ведь каждый человек уникальное создание, кто-то конечно гений, а кто-то простой человек, но каждый по своему в чём-то прекрасен. Я бы не менял в себе умение быть собой, даже тогда, когда не понимаю кто я на самом деле.
Жизнелюбие, даже тогда когда совсем плохо. Умение прощать врагов. А ещё, не знаю как описать точнее...Не быть закоренелой мамашкой, у которых разговоры только и крутятся: как пописал, как по-какал и сколько раз....Брррр, у меня таких разговоров не было)))))))
When I was little we used to have backyard fireworks, but they're illegal now. It's really too bad because people smuggle them across the border from Mexico and there are always accidents and maimings. When I as little we had sparklers. My Dad would set off a few little firecrackers, like what Fred Astaire used in Holiday Inn. They they outlawed them. My Dad had a little model canon that worked with some sort of paste and water. He'd shoot that off a few times. And he made some sort of percussion thing with a hollow bolt and a nail. He'd cut off matchheads and put them in the bolt,then put the nail in the bolt. There was a string on the neck of the nail and bolt so when it was together it was a loop. He'd swing it and the hit the brick wall with the nail of the head, driving it into the bolt and there'd be a bang. Sometimes.
Now we just watch the fireworks.
There is usually a BBQ at someone's house. The usual hamburgers, hotdogs, brats or chicken and the usual fixings.
I would never change my personality becos it makes me who I am xD xox
The only thing I wouldn't change about myself, is being down to earth. Mainly because, people like the way who I am. And if I changed that now, then I probably wouldn't have people to become really close to. I really enjoy being down to earth. And that's how I want to be.
I laugh when the uber-patriots blow their body parts off. I laugh even harder when they die from doing stupid shit and win Darwin Awards.
We pack a giant wicker pilgrim full of Englishmen and set it ablaze. I'm actually currently writing a paper arguing that the fourth of July is a decadent midsummer festival. Lady Liberty was once a goddess worshiped in this way.
The color of my eyes - I have my Mom's eyes (albeit the bad eyesight of my father). ...And perhaps my personality, because Mom has confirmed that I have always tended be not quite like my peers ;) (though perhaps I would want to be more confident)
I would never want to change my ability to listen to the worries of my friends and my desire for helping them. My life would be much more easier, if I wouldn't worry about them, but I am thankful for the fact, that I have such great friends. If I would stop listening to them, I would stop caring for them. And I never want to change that.
способность чувствовать: любить, радоваться, переживать...
I don't ever want to change how I feel about my sons. Though I love them with my entire heart, I find sometimes I want to escape to a life I once knew - a solitary life, a single life. When I find myself thinking that way, however, I am quick to recognize how absolutely selfish I could allow myself to become. My children make me who I am. They replace the frown with the smile. They push aside the clouds and make me feel younger than I should ever feel. I don't ever want to abandon that feeling, because I know they would never abandon me. They make me feel like the man I'm supposed to be; the man my father should have been for me.
ДУМАЮ,ЧТО НЕ СМОГУ ПОМЕНЯТЬ ОТНОШЕНИЕ К СВОЕЙ СЕМЬЕ. НИ-ДЛЯ МЕНЯ ЦЕЛЫЙ МИР!
не знаю почему, на ум не пришло ни одного, может все дело в том, что я их не запоминаю, или в том, что сразу же выключаю просмотр или же встаю из уютного кресла кинозала и ухожу?
Интересный вопрос.Что вы в себе не поменяете? Видимо, не все под силу человеку. Есть категории, которые не меняются, если даже очень захочет человек. Это, как в математике: Зависимые и независимые величины. Постоянные и переменные, как в физике. Какие характеристики человеку подвластны , а какие - нет?
Исходя из этого, очень многое мы не сможем изменить, при огромном желании на то. Что есть изначально заданные характеристики для конкретного человека? Это то - что он не сможет выбрать себе родителей, после свершившегося факта. Основные характеристики ДНК, как известно, складываются от имеющихся в распоряжении родительских характеристик.
Говоря о свершившемся факте, я имею в виду оплодотворение, хотя априори, выбор родителей зависит от еще нематериализованного "эмбриона" - человека. Это самый яркий пример, процесса материализации невидимого в видимое. При том, что он является носителем, в первую очередь, тяжелого прошлого родителей. Его появление на свет, является, величайшим благом для родителей, несмотря не все трудности, связанные с его выращиванием и воспитанием. А данном случае, возникают критерии изменяемых харктеристик, но пока они находятся в зависимости от родителей и среды обитания. Когда происходит становление, тут уже сам человек может изменить усилием воли, либо
другими качествами, так сказать, построить себя.
Это мое видениесубъективное мнение. Не претендую на приоритет.
Ну ладно, почти все, кроме лени и припадков уныния.
Сейчас пришла домой, и пьянчужка напугал меня! Открыла дверь домофонную - а он там сидит раздетый на полу, на своих шмотках. На улице темно, в подъезде темно, а этот черт развалился, как фон-барон! "Идите домой," - сказала я ему. - "Не сидите тут." Было тревожно немного, вдруг его найдут плохие люди; но он не внял моим словам, и в конце концов я забила и пошла себе дальше.
Еще что: прочла вот это вот. Хм!
Не знаю, кто как, а я врать не умею и не люблю. По сравнению с жизнью автора моя уныла и скучна, не спорю, но как-то нет необходимости всем постоянно врать. Вот, например, многие врут родителям, чтобы они не волновались. Мои как-то особо и не волнуются за меня, и скрывать мне от них особо нечего, тут повезло. Мужу врать - ну тут хз, конечно; а начальник и прочие... В комментах многие люди тупят в полемическом запале: они мешают стремление рубить правду-матку в лицо и стремление не лгать.
Вот например: купила моя коллега себе платье. Стремное, на мой взгляд, платье, но ей нравится. По мнению комментаторов, человеку, не терпящему лжи, следует подойти к ней и закричать, выпучив глаза: "А-а-а, что за говнище ты себе купила! Отдай бомжам и впредь в магазины без стилиста не суйся!". Ну ерунда же. Опять же, а если она спросит, как, мол, тебе моя обнова? Правда ей нафиг не сдалась, она рада покупке; что же, портить человеку настроение? Я в таких случаях просто говорю, типа, о-о-о, новое! Где-почем? И вот цвет приятный, например, можно его похвалить, или там оборки... или пуговицы... А вот если мы идем с кем-то в магазин, и кто-то выбирает говнище и говорит: ну что? Купить-не купить? Тут уж я честно скажу то, что думаю. И сама так же спрошу. Пусть уж лучше правду скажут.
Но это, конечно, мелкий и частный пример, а на самом деле, мне кажется, автор приукрашивает, хе. Никто не врет прям уж в режиме 24/7, от этого же мозги закипят. И еще я не поняла, зачем врать священникам, если уж человек сам к нему пошел, в чем прикол-то тогда? Но это так, наверное, для красного словца.
А вот эта музыка - она шикарна.
What do I want to change about myself? That is one of the most clichéd questions that could have ever been asked. I'm not saying I won't answer because I will but when asking a clichéd question one must expect a clichéd answer. My answer is my weight. I'm not saying I want to lose weight to be prettier and get a boyfriend. Not at all. I am pretty. I'm not going to lie because anyone to reads this might think I'm egotistical. Which I'm not. I'm self-conscious about my weight, yes. There is no doubting that but that doesn't mean my face isn't pretty. I don't think as fat as I am. It's because my weight is in my legs and arms not so much in my stomach or face. But I'm working on it. Mainly because I will be happier. But I would be lying if I said I wasn't doing it to get a boyfriend. I believe people face attraction too much on looks. I have an amazing personality (or so I'm told) if guys gave the time to get to know me then they may start to like me. But that's not going to happen because we are raised in a generation where the media ( as much as people say it's changing ) controls the minds of EVERYONE (not just our youth) and in such they make people believe they have to be twigs to be gorgeous or to find a guy. Now people like Lady Gaga, and Selena Gomez are trying to send out this messaged that everyone is beautiful and you should be the person you want to be and not let anyone tell you any different. But look at them they are gorgeous and skinny. Selena has guy's who want to be with her and girls who hate her because she's with Justin Bieber (which is stupid by the way) and I'm sure if Lady Gaga was what the media deems as normal looking guy's would be flaunting over her to. But back to the question presented. What do I want to change about myself? As far as your concerned nothing. I'm happy. Because if I wanted to change anything about myself that is my business and no one on the internet needs to know about it.
I'm American. Need I say more? =p
On a personal level, I don't really celebrate anymore. I used to - when I was really little, my family would have a gathering on Weatherby Lake, where we'd all load up on my grandpa's pontoon and watch the fireworks at the dam. In 1993, I watched fireworks at a park in St. Louis that would be underwater two weeks later.
Most of the time, however, I'd watch the Worlds of Fun fireworks, usually from one of the highest hills in my neighborhood. A couple of times, during the years that I had a season pass, I'd actually watch them AT Worlds of Fun.
The last time I went out to watch fireworks was in 2002, when I was living in Excelsior Springs.
To be honest, I'm not really the biggest fan of the whole July 4th thing. Sitting outside on hot, humid evenings, getting eaten alive by mosquitoes while watching someone figuratively burn money is kinda meh to me (well, at least the "money" burning part is pretty!). I also grew up in a house with shake shingles in a neighborhood where no one cared if fireworks were illegal. I feel lucky that our house never got hit by a bottle rocket.
For 3 of the last 5 years (including today), I worked.
One time I went to see a movie filled with robots and explosions.
Every other year I've either seen the fireworks or partied at my friend's neighbor's house.
In addition to all of that, America celebrates in general by airing 24 straight hours of The Twilight Zone on Sci-Fi/Syfy (except that one year when ECW was on 07/04)
If you were given the opportunity to spend two weeks in any country in the world free of charge, which country would you choose, and why?
I would go to Europe. I have been and still is dreaming about going to europe and taking my kids there with me. There has to be to the world than americas cultrue and i want us to experince that. I want to see the world and all of its wonders.
As an American i celebrate by going to a family BBQ. Going Swimming and when night falls going to the high school and watching the fireworks with the rest of my community. Independence day to me feels more like a time when a community gets together then anything political or celebrating something that happened way b4 i was born. well anyways Happy Holiday to all those American's out there and to everyone else have a nice day too.
Considering the fireworks display in the icon, the day this is posted, and the title based off a country song, I'm... uncomfortably inclined to think this question is asking how OTHER COUNTRIES celebrate the day AMERICA declared it's freedom.
However, I'm trying to give the question the benefit of the doubt and hope it's actually asking how other countries celebrate their own versions of their day of independence.
If they have one.
My country... *facepalm*
If you could go back and change one event in your life (or un-say one thing you wish you'd never said), what would you choose, and why?
I suppose this one is sort of easy for me to answer too. I don't like to say that I regret anything in my life. I like to think of every experience as a learning experience. I wouldn't know the things I know without having those life lessons teach it to me.
However, dating Ben was probably the worst thing I could have done in my life. I was 19 when I started seeing him and I ignored all the clues that this was probably a bad idea. He was about 10 years older than me, he had four kids from the start, and a couple of months into us dating he told me that his "ex" was pregnant with his fifth child. Even my air-headed friend Kelly (who knew him a different way) told me this was a bad idea and I ignored it.
I tried for a year and a half to be happy with this man who wouldn't even move out of the house that his "ex" (I use that term loosely) and his kids lived in. I finally couldn't take it anymore. I ended up leaving him for a very loose idea of a relationship with a man who had a fiancee (but that's a different story. She knew about me, and she had an affair of her own. Their relationship was pretty screwed.)
Many countries have different methods of celebrating Independence Day. In the United States of America, people shoot off fireworks and firecrackers, wave the American flag, have babecuesa\ and picnics, and parades. People also weare patriotic clothing to honor this day.
hhmmmm..... first I am going to assume that this is a poorly phrased question AND that they mean, "In light of the official independece day celebration in the USA, IF you have an "independence day" in your country, how do you celebrate it?" as surely the author is aware that just because it's 07/04/2011 in the world, does not mean that is the "Fourth of July" everywhere ;) That proviso added, I am off work (of course, national holiday and I work for the state), we will get together w family later today for my dad's killer ribs and then tonight we have Army friends in town from So Ko so all the gang will meet out (and eat more) and then at 9P we will be on the levee of Ol' Man River to watch fireworks.... tho I did just realize, the levee's been closed to foot traffic because of the flooding.... need to get online and check that one out!
I am overall quite pleased w myself (how's that for ego) so since there's nothing I would change, there is correspondingly nothing that I would say, "I would change all these but never this"... Altho if forced to undergo complete change except for one thing, I would keep my sense of humor - it's gotten me through a lot: it helps me defuse a lot of other people's craziness, it makes sure I never get too wild and crazy. It keeps me sane.... (more or less, less more than less but you get the idea... ;) )
Really? Un-fucking-believable! I've already spent too much time trying to excuse the arrogance/ignorance of some of my countrywomen/men...
*sigh* From now on I'm just going to sit back, smile and nod--you're on your own.
Everyone knows we yanks shoot off a bunch of fireworks and think it's all novel and great even though other countries do that all the time for New Years and suchlike. I actually heard some bloke say "What other country has a holiday where you're encouraged to play with small explosives?" When I was in Guatemala, we did that everyday. They sold fireworks at the corner market. Of course, by "corner market" I mean that little tumble-down shack in the shoulder-width lane. Anyway, I digress.
What we do for Independence Day is go down to the Victorian Village of Ferndale to ride the firetrucks and watch the parade. Yay! There's also a street fair in Old Town Eureka with carnival rides and vendors and everything. I'm really excited about the chow mein they sell there at a booth called May's Chinese Food. The cheese wontons too. Mmmm! Good American food. :)