Sunday, February 28, 2010


That's all I have to say.


Thursday, February 25, 2010

The Game

Basically, the Game is a mind game where the only way to win is not to think about the game. If you think about the game, you lose; therefore, there is no way to win because the only way to win is to play, the only way to play is to think about playing, and if you think about playing, you lose.

The first time I heard this, I thought it was a really funny and brilliant concept. There's a little attatchment though that gets very annoying, very fast.

When you think about the game, you are supposed to say out loud "I lost the game." The way people at my school follow that rule, you would think the Game police are monitoring their loyalty.

Now keep in mind, I go to a nerd school. Every single time you mention the word "game" in conversation, every time you say the word "winning" or the word "losing," someone has to interject with the completely pointless and immature statement: "I lost the game." Don't you think that would become annoying? When I'm talking to certain people, I actually have to dance around those words to stop them from mentioning it. When I forget and let cue words slip by, they inform me that because they just mentioned the game, I must have thought about it, and I must have lost it, too.

Shut up.
It doesn't bother me if I hear about it once in a while, it's funny at the right times, but when it becomes a random interjection in normal conversation, it makes me want to throw these kids into a normal high school and let them try out their game on normal kids. They will direct them back to the nearest elementary school playground.


I just want to ramble.

I want to go to bed or read my book or something, but my sister is watching TV in my room, so I have to wait for the episode to end...

I'm reading The Picture of Dorian Gray by Oscar Wilde and so far, I really like it. I was warned that it's dark, and I have yet to get to that part, but I like that it makes me think. There's this one character (Lord Henry, for anyone that's read it) who has this very hedonistic, cynical, and self-satisfied view of the world. Everything he says is a paradox.

"Laughter is not at all a bad beginning for a friendship, and it is far the best ending for one."

"There is only one thing in the world worse than being talked about, and that is not being talked about."

"When I like people immensely, I never tell their names to any one. It is like surrendering a part of them."

"Nowadays most people die of a sort of creeping common sense, and discover when it is too late that the only things one never regrets are one's mistakes."

"People are very fond of giving away what they need most themselves."

I love this. I'm going to have so much fun writing my Extended Essay. I know it's going to get dark, and I'm waiting for it.

This post was pointless. I just wish I had someone to talk to right now who can make it through a conversation without interjecting with "I lost the game." Ooh, I have a new post idea.


Wednesday, February 24, 2010

Juliana is the enemy

Juliana is so annoying. She stays up too late and makes me tired the next day. She procrastinates homework and loads me with stress when I have no time left to do it. She brings out my impatience, my childlike temper, and my habit of overreacting. She keeps me up with her thoughts when I really want to sleep, but because of her, I fall asleep during Spanish tests. She won't let me talk to people. She makes me sit in the corner and watch everyone else have fun. She fills me with fear of just about everything. She stops me from saying the things I really need to say. She won't let me do what I really wish I could. She holds me back as I watch time slip away.

But you know what? I'm still really happy. And every year of my life just gets better. I think it's because I'm slowly learning how to stand up to Juliana.


Friday, February 19, 2010

One of 7 billion

I was thinking today about how many people are in the world. 7 billion. That's insane. I was thinking about how the population is growing so fast and technology is keeping people alive longer than ever, and there isn't room for everyone. That makes me feel like I don't belong here. I'm one of 7 billion. Who am I to take up space? What have I done to be any different from the other 7 billion out there?

Then I thought that maybe the whole way you earn your place among 7 billion is to make a difference in as many people's lives as possible. If someone's life was better just because they knew me, and someone else's life was better because they knew them, and it goes on, then the 7 billion lives aren't just short, disconnected blips in time but intertwining stories woven together by all the people they loved and all the people that loved them.


Monday, February 15, 2010

Womanizer Parody

This is amazing.


Friday, February 12, 2010

Valentine's Day

I think the only thing more cliche than Valentine's Day is people talking about how stupid Valentine's Day is. I'm not into the romantic side of Valentine's Day because romantic stuff makes me uncomfortable. The whole roses and candy and lovey-doveiness has never been my thing. At all. It's actually one of the reasons I don't want a relationship. Can't do romance. Still, I like Valentine's Day. I think it's really nice to have a day where you tell people that you love them. Sometimes I think that no matter how much I suck at lacrosse, how bad I do on a test, how much I embarrass myself at some party or whatever, I still return to my family and my friends who love me no matter what I do, and I would still love them no matter what they do. I think that's the most important thing in life.


Happy early Valentine's Day. I love you all ^_^