I'm relaxing this weekend. Which is amazing because I actually have quite a few things for school I could be freaking out about. I went to the Fort Wayne Museum of Art today with Megan. She has an assignment to do for her photography class and they have an exhibit right now of WWII photographs. They were pretty amazing. I'm sure everyone has seen this one before. I only got two pictures taken before I found out the "cameras are not allowed". So yeah. It was really cool though. I like looking at stuff like that. Some of the images are hard to look at though. Its just the raw emotion the photographer captured that makes me feel so much for the people in the pictures. I found myself wondering while looking at pictures of soldiers and prisoners of war "how do their families feel?" Which is really how I feel about the whole war/non-war we're involved in right now. I feel so badly for the families of soldiers who don't know whether or not they'll hear good news or bad from one day to the next. I feel bad for the soldiers children and for their wives. They have to be tough people. I'm sure I could handle it, not that I would ever want to, but I have total admiration for those people. That shows quite a bit of character.
Those three in the picture are "The Great Three". Josef Stalin, Franklin D. Roosevelt, and Winston Churchill. I can't remember the exact name of the conference they held, but basically they got together because Stalin was a jerk and he wanted to find a way to screw Germany until the end of time. Stalin super jealous of Hitler and the impact he had imposed on people. Whats funny (in a sick way) is that even now, if Stalin were alive, he'd be pissed, because more people recognize Hitler than Stalin, and Stalin killed more people. He was messed up. There you go...history lesson for the day. : ) I really enjoyed our own museum better than the Chicago Art Institute. Obviously, ours had less stuff, but I think the exhibit was better than any I'd seen there. Oh well, it was fun.
I think I'm going to go to the Y in a little bit just to walk. I've psychotically cleaned my room today and I'm about out of things to do.
"Well, you can say what you want
But you can't say it 'round here"
-Sheryl Crow, Real Gone
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