"Like Dr. Jeckle and Mr. Hyde”

   Why are people so different on paper than in real life? Is it because we, as people, only put insignificant things on paper? I don’t think that’s necessarily true. The different facets of peoples’ personalities can be put on paper; it’s how we know what book characters are like. So how come book characters make sense and people don’t? The best explanation I can give myself is this: characters from a book have concrete personalities, in which all of their character traits are equally important and do not contradict each other. In real life, none of this is true. Just because you can write down the ingredients of a person doesn’t give you the recipe. We all decide on the value of the different parts of other’s personalities through a filter. We all decide how much weight to give each thing, but we could be wrong. In people we like we weigh things we like more than things we don’t like. This allows bad things, things we don’t want to see in our friends, slip though unnoticed. The same principle applies to people we don’t like. We can’t handle the processing of their wrong doings and the good things they do. It isn’t about what’s there, it’s about how we see it. Others see some parts of us, filter them, and create their own image of us. That’s why the same person is different, depending on who is talking about them.


The Australian $5 to $100 notes are made of plastic.

“Am I Drunk, or Maybe I’m Dreaming”

    So I wrote this during the SAT, not actually during the test, because that would be impossible, but during my blurry and disoriented study time. Keep that in mind. You see, I was working on my laptop and something wasn’t working. Some people get angry when technology doesn’t work, but I remained rather calm. All I said was “why won’t you work? You always throw these tantrums.” Then later I couldn’t fit something in my purse. “You need to fit”. Then I realized that I now address all f my possessions in the second person. This led me to examine why? I came up with two possible reasons I might do this. One: I am slowly going insane and will eventually believe that my possessions have thoughts and feelings and they may eventually talk back and my incessant monologuing will end in utter lunacy and conversations with my purse and laptop. The other option was I am slowly becoming a proponent of slavery, something I don’t want to be. Maybe my madness isn’t that my possessions have opinions and personalities, but that I still expect them to unquestioningly do my bidding. This thought scares me. For once I hope I am going insane.

The surface area of an average-sized brick is 79 cm squared.

“We'll Tie a Sash Around it Put a Ribbon Through It”

I kept my promise. Big things stress me out. Little things make me crazy with stress. Naps help. But I don’t want to talk about it. I want to talk about crafts and Costco. My two parts have nothing in common except that they both begin with a “c”. So, part one: crafts. I have recently rekindled my love of crafts. I used to love crafts a lot when I was little, but then I just stopped. Now I want to start again. Then I had this brilliant idea while I was trolling the internet for craft ideas. What if I could make crafts for charity? That would solve my number one craft making problem: where to put all of my crafts once I’m finished with them? Now I can just give them away to people who need them. I’m going to sew teddy bears for kids in the hospital and make cloth bags to, you know, save the earth and stuff. Then I’m going to make presents for my friends. It’s exciting. Now on to part two: Costco. So, I was at Costco a few days ago and I thought how sad and lonely would it be if you shopped at Costco for just yourself? What would you buy? Who needs all that butter and multiple loaves of fiber bread? This is what keeps me awake at night.


The first soup was made from hippopotamus and dates back to 6000 B.C.

“I've been out to Pasture Pal, My Ambition Gone”

   Yay! I’m back after a very extended break of not blogging. I know that I said that I would post the day after my last post, but I lied to you (mostly to myself actually). But on my blogging sabbatical I made a personal discovery about my blogs: lists are holding me back. So, from now lists will be optional. Prepare yourself for lots more paragraphs; also lots less structure, but more posts. So my last post that I didn’t post because I stopped liking it was about twitter. Mostly, I got a twitter (I’m MyNameRhymes4) and I follow celebrities so that I can get more text messages and feel that I have more friends. It’s nice to feel like all of these super clever and funny celebrities really want to tell me their jokes. Since you are currently taking the time to read my blog, you have no license to judge me. Also, the word license reminds me that today we got a new car to replace our old car, which was super old and crappy. Seriously, the window was all taped up and it made weird noises that just generally screamed unsafe. But now we have a new car and it comes on Monday and it is wonderful. Tomorrow, for real, I am going to post another blog, but now it is almost 1 am and I really should have been asleep, like two hours ago. Not having a list is so freeing. Bye!


The fist product to have a bar code was Wrigleys gum.

“Sweep Again and by Then it's Like 7:15”

   So I keep meaning to blog and not having time. You know, school, real live people to talk to. But now I am approaching day three of lock down. Uncharacteristically, it snowed on Monday. But then Tuesday and Wednesday it was still below freezing. The point of all this is not to bore you to death, but to try and find an entertaining to tell you that school has been out. It was great. Then it was nice to sleep in. Now it’s getting ridiculous. Mostly because everyone is going insane being stuck in their houses. My mother is nagging me constantly to clean, do homework, and play games with her. One second she’s all: let’s play a game. The next it’s: you really need to start cleaning. To escape her I have taken to trolling the internet. As inspired by these guys: and their YouTube videos  (watch those in order) I decided to answer Google’s life altering questions.
   I picked 3 common question stems and answered the questions that came up. I also put in some letters to spice things up. (get ready for terrifying amounts of sublists).


1. Is…
    a. Is Santa real? No. Get over it. Who is asking that to Google?
   b. Is facebook down? Not currently. Probably is when people Google this.
   c. Is Wal-Mart open on Christmas? There are probably some non-Christians that work for lots of overtime for working on Christmas.
   d. Is bronchitis contagious? Yes. You will spread it.


2. What…
    a. What is my ip? I don’t know. Neither does Google.
    b. What does my name mean? Might help if you typed your actually name in there.
    c. What is a g6? I had to actually look this up. It’s a group of European Union officials. That adds a new layer of depth to that song.
   d. What time is it? You’re on a computer. It’s at the bottom. AH*headdesk*


3. When…
    a. Every single one of these was about daylight savings time except when is Thanksgiving. There is something to say for that, but I don’t know what it is.


4. Back to is…h
    a. Is hank green awesome? That is only funny if you watched the video links. I’d like to point out that for is h this was the first link.


   So there are some questions that Google thinks I am going to ask it. Sadly I wonder about none of these questions. And I have run out of interesting things to talk about. I’ll try to blog again tomorrow. I have a new topic


There are more than 1,700 references to gems and precious stones in the King James translation of the Bible.

“I Know too Well that I’m Just Wasting Precious Time”

   In school, I wonder all the time where I am going to use anything I’m learning. Why is this important? Is my future really going to depend on two-dimensional kinematics or box-and-whisker plots? Fact: it’s not. But then I feel less motivated to study. So I have come up with reasons for my friends and me to study, even the stupid, useless things. (box-and-whisker plots, I’m talking to you)


1. Will this be a Jeopardy question? That is my main question I ask myself if I am wondering where I will use this. As a avid Jeopardy watcher I hope to someday be on the show and win lots of money, so yes, I will need to know those things, no matter how useless they seem.


2. Someday getting to be the boss of all the plebs that annoy me- this is more for my friends, who have to constantly do the work of 3 people because of terrible project groups. I told my friend the other day to not worry, someday he will be their boss and can flaunt his 6 figure salary to them. Needless to say, he felt much better. He told me he was going to record my infinite wisdom and listen to it to motivate him.(not in exactly those words, but pretty close. I am a wise and sage guru).


3. Do I have anything better to do? This one is really kind of a last resort. I normally do, but I have to at least sit in class that day, so that’s good (ish).


    Now my finals are over and I have a whole weekend to myself. No school for 3 days. And I have sold 122 boxes of Girl Scout cookies. (Sorry I'm so random).
On average, there are 178 sesame seeds on each McDonalds BigMac bun.

“I Feel It's My Duty to Tell You It's Time to Adjust to Your Age”

   On the radio the other day I heard an ad for a senior citizen class on how to “use email and copy and paste text into a word document”. Seriously? I know not everyone is good at technology, but copying and pasting into a word document? They need a class for that? I know it may have taken my grandparents a month to figure out how to change the font on an email, but they did. I think everyone now-a-days is player hating on senior citizens and technology. They could use it if we let them, but no, all of the hooligans today just assume that anyone over 50 is baffled by the idea of anything more advanced than a typewriter. This is just one example of how the man is keeping old people down. So I say down with these old person stereotypes!


1. Old people can’t use technology- just because old people didn’t have a computer class in elementary school doesn’t mean they can’t learn now. Most just don’t want to. They kept down by everyone telling them they need the jitterbug for emergencies and should stick to snail mail and telegraphs for communication. No one gives them a chance.


2. Old people are resistant to all change- this is so not true. Aren’t old people so happy when they have a grandchild? Haven’t you met the ‘cool’ old people who keep up with all the latest trends? Sure they are super creepy and make everyone feel awkward, but they aren’t resisting change. Maybe if young person trends weren’t so new-fangled and strange, if they were more accessible to the older crowd they would be less resistant.


3. Old people are always cranky- old people are only cranky most of the time. And that’s not their fault. You will be cranky too when you’re 80 and sore all the time. All that society expects from them is to die. It makes them upset.


   So give those elders in your life some slack. Life is hard when you are always stereotyped and achy. And when you get old, stick it to the man. The general public expects nothing from you. Normal social consequences don’t apply. Go crazy! Be a kid again! Do what you have always wanted to do, like throw popcorn at people in movie theaters! Live it up.


Jeanne Calment, a French woman lived to be 122 years old. She is the oldest person to ever live.