Infinity

June 23, 2013

about 2:25 PM

I know that a lot of people talk about this, but the topic amazes me.

Space.

Not just space, but the whole idea of space.  How it goes on forever and never stops.  The thought is actually pretty scary - there are no limitations to the size of space.  Or maybe they're wrong.  Maybe space is just a huge room with black wallpaper.  But even if it was...what would be outside of that room?

You can post in the comments what you think of this.

Summon...

June 16, 2013

about 1:55 PM

I ... have powers.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, you're probably thinking that I'm just another lame kid with lame beliefs.  You're probably right.

It started a long time ago when I was thinking if a Genie and a lamp came along in my life.

"You get three wishes," the Genie said in my imagination.  She said this next part really quickly like she was talking at the end of the commercial.  "The rules apply not wishing for more wishes, not thinking about your wishes for more than a year, and not killing your Genie."

"Okay..." I said, taking a deep breath.  "My first wish is to not have the Genie outsmart me in anyway and ask questions about my next two wishes."

The Genie snapped its fingers.  "Granted."

"My next wish is to have powers that come alive after I say the word Summon," I said.

"How do you mean so?"

"Well, I want it to only make my powers come alive when I say it aloud, after Summon - not in my head.  And  I want the wishes to be unlimited."

The Genie snapped its fingers.  "Granted."

That was the end of the imagination.

But anyway, I always use it, even though I know that saying it will never work.  Even when I "summoned" my legs to stop hurting at a Track and Field Day and they actually did, that could've been a coincidence.  Even though the possibilities of my "summoning" actually working is at a 0, I still use it.  Maybe because it gives me hope?

Or maybe I'm just crazy.

SHOUTOUT:   Don't forget to wish your dads a Happy Father's Day!!

Admiring

June 7, 2013
about 7:35 PM

Have you ever had that person who you just admire senseless?  Well I have that person at every school I go to now.

At Tiffany Ridge Elementary, my person was a girl names this name has been removed.  She is dirty blonde, pretty, and was very popular.  I don't know why, but I always wanted to be her friend.  Once I was on the swing laughing my lungs out, and I saw her in one of the lines laughing at my laughing.  I don't know why that makes me so happy.

Now that I'm going to summer school at Park Hill South, I have a new person.  Her name is this name has been removed.  She is dirty blonde (I know!  What's up with me admiring dirty blonde people?), pretty, and likes to read.  I think I started admiring her when I saw her reading Harry Potter.  I don't know why.  I think it was because she was so interested in books like me.  It doesn't matter, because she caught me on the first day reading that book.

Post in the comments below who you admire.

A Brain for its Own

June 7, 2013

about 7:30 PM

Have you ever thought that your brain ... has a brain for its own?

I was thinking this while watching Vsauce (Micheal) and Brain Games, a show on the National Geographic channel.  They both talk about or explain science and how our brains work to comprehend everything in this world.  While I was watching Brain Games, it was talking about all these different things in our brains that I had no idea about.  Like how our peripheral vision allows us to see only see things in our sight of vision, and not even seeing everything there.  While he was talking throughout every single one of his episodes, I was amazed.  It was like our brain does so many things that we're not aware of, like it's not even out brain.  Our brain has a brain for it's own.

The Past, Present, and Future in Me

May 5, 2013
about 2:45 PM 


I talk to two other versions of myself. 

Let's say I had a bad day at the ... gym because I broke my leg.  I'd look up into the sky and say "It's too late."  Then wait .... and say, "It's okay."  Then I look down on the floor and say "Be careful out in the gym." I'd wait and say "Sorry."  So basically the conversation is:

Future self:  Be careful out in the gym.
Present self:  Too late.
Future self:  Sorry.
Present self:  It's okay.  We all three had it coming. (all three as in past, present, and future selves)

Then I'd take the place of my future self and have that conversation with my past self.  It's much more simple than it looks, but just about as crazy as it sounds.

Letters and Numbers and Colors, Oh My!

April 27, 2013
about 11:00 AM

Sometimes things that are just part of everyday things come alive for me.  Like letters, numbers, and colors.

For these three things, they all come alive together.  In example, a number like 7 goes with pink and P.  7, pink, P - these are the popular girls.  I know, crazy right?

It goes like this:  1, yellow, A, Y     2, yellow, Y, A    3, green, B, C, G    4, red, F, E     5, purple, F, E and so on.

Then that's where I add the personality for the numbers.  One and Two are best friends.  They're also really nice.  Three is like a friend, because he's really nice, too.  Seven, the popular girl, is in love with Six (6, blue, T), but Six likes Four while Eight (8, gray) likes Seven.  Nine (9, black) doesn't really care about anything and Ten just takes care of 1-9.

Weird, right?  Well it doesn't end there.

Colors have personalities, too.  Red and Orange are brother and sister.  Orange, Yellow, and Green are best friends - but Orange likes Yellow.  Because Green and Yellow are closer friends than Orange and Yellow, Orange bullies Green around (Green is too nice to bully back) while Yellow tries to break it all up.  What Orange doesn't know is that Green is in love with Purple (who secretly likes him back), who is best friends with Blue, who likes Pink.  Pink and Red are twins, but they like the same guy.  Blue.  Yellow likes Dark Blue.  Black and White are they guys that take care of all the colors.  Sometimes their personality depends on their shade.

Weirder, right?  Well it doesn't end there.

Letters have a more vague personality, but they are still there.  A, B, and C are best friends.  D, E, and F are good friends.  G, H, and I are friends.  J likes to stand away, but has a huge crush on K.  K, L, M, and N are like a pack.  O, P, and Q are a little group of friends. R and S are both friends that like T, a ladies man.  U and V like him too.  W, X, Y, and Z are awesome friends and are more dark.

I would add who's boys and girls and who likes who, but I'll only do that if you guys ask me to.  I feel like if I add any more than what I have now, then you guys will think that I should go to a mental facility. 

Call Me Crazy

April 26, 2013

about 2:00 PM

It's going to be hard writing a blog about how I see my world - I see it in a very weird way.  Sometimes I end up purposely walking into a wall because of thoughts that pop up into my head.  Sometimes pants and shirts end up having an argument.

But I'm doing this, anyway.

I''m going to start by saying a few simple things before I rush into anything completely new:

1.  If I end up sounding like a crazy old lady, it's okay to ex out as quickly as possible.

2.  I usually do end up sounding like a maniac.  So when my writing becomes very vague, call me crazy.