Have you ever been watching television, and there is nothing on? So you do something else to pass the time? Then randomly, someone comes into the room while you're doing something else, and they decide to turn the channel? Then they just keep turning the channels and finally notice there is NOTHING ON? So they just leave the room all mad as though YOU caused the television to be useless at that time?
Yeah, it's annoying. If you have an opinion on this, write it in the comments section.
(This is a new type of blog I wanted to start that truly just asks questions. I'm going to start a vlog soon, so I won't have much time and creativity left to write full-blown blog entries as I did in the past, but I'll try when I can. To compensate, I will bring up a subject to you, the reader, that I want your opinion on. Sorry for the inconvenience, but school is getting tedious and all these extra activities are draining my mind out)
Sunday, November 28, 2010
Saturday, November 27, 2010
Who Knew?
I have a secret. It's so secret and secluded that only a few friends know it. Not even my parents know. It's pretty obvious, but they never asked, so I never mentioned it. Okay. Here I go. My secret is:
I can sing extremely high notes.
Ha. I got cha! You were thinking something like I was coming out of the closet, but I defied your logic. That prior assumption will never happen, sir. Because I was never had a need to be in the closet. Because I'm NOT GAY! Now I win.
This is just going to be a short post since it's 2:04 a.m. and I'm bored. But that secret is NOT a lie. I can sing notes so high that you would think doctors surgically removed my genitals for alien research. Yeah. It's freaky, not natural for a mature male as I am, and I'm NOT ashamed of it. I like capitalizing NOT because that's the point here. I like doing that, so shut up. Since I feel like talking personally, I'll clear things up about myself.
I do NOT have a girlfriend. I don't want to be in a relationship. So shut up. People won't stop bothering me with that question.
I do NOT like country music. I hate it, along with the culture of Texas.
And, I do NOT like people who call me gay. They can just shut up. Because I just proven them wrong with this post.
(If you were wondering, the highest note so far that I can hit is an G5, which is higher than you)
I can sing extremely high notes.
Ha. I got cha! You were thinking something like I was coming out of the closet, but I defied your logic. That prior assumption will never happen, sir. Because I was never had a need to be in the closet. Because I'm NOT GAY! Now I win.
This is just going to be a short post since it's 2:04 a.m. and I'm bored. But that secret is NOT a lie. I can sing notes so high that you would think doctors surgically removed my genitals for alien research. Yeah. It's freaky, not natural for a mature male as I am, and I'm NOT ashamed of it. I like capitalizing NOT because that's the point here. I like doing that, so shut up. Since I feel like talking personally, I'll clear things up about myself.
I do NOT have a girlfriend. I don't want to be in a relationship. So shut up. People won't stop bothering me with that question.
I do NOT like country music. I hate it, along with the culture of Texas.
And, I do NOT like people who call me gay. They can just shut up. Because I just proven them wrong with this post.
(If you were wondering, the highest note so far that I can hit is an G5, which is higher than you)
Tuesday, November 9, 2010
Truly, Is Anyone Going To Buy Ice Cream From You?
I haven't wrote a blog entry in about three months, and I feel so guilty. Everyone who reads my blog deserves better than from me, so I am sorry. I apologize, so now it's time to get on with the entry.
I've been bored pretty much all Summer, and I truly just want to lay in a hole like Smeagol. But my constant boredom isn't even the worst part. I have to listen everyday to an ice cream man driving by. And no one, NO ONE, can even comprehend how annoying that is. Envision this: I'm writing, having a good idea in my head, then he drives by. I lose my train of thought, and have to throw that piece of writing away. NO! And whose fault was it? His, all his. Let me explain:
He can use the excuse that he NEEDS to sell ice cream to people for money, but that isn't a logical answer. You see, one does not NEED to sell ice cream. Frankly, no one NEEDS to sell anything. It is entirely his choice for that specific occupation, and he needs to take credit for it. Because he surely takes responsibility for it when it's for something good.
As you can see, he no longer can use this excuse. So what's another? Oh, that he NEEDS to play music to aware others that he is near. Really? The loyal customers of your business should be standing on the side of road, waiting for you. Those are the customers you need to sell ice cream to, no one else. And because no one does that, that must mean you don't need to sell ice cream. My original point in the paragraph above. So if you need music to attract customers, then you need some other type of advertisement instead. My logic is proven.
What's another? Oh, I know. Children need ice cream to survive, so he is only supplying a need to humanity. Oh sure! That's what it is! No doubt! I feel nauseous now. This excuse is so outrageous and idiotic that I cannot even comprehend the reasoning. First off, the first ice cream was dated back to 400 BC, but even then it was not ice cream. It was fruit flavored ice. So this does not work. Common ice cream that we eat today was only created in 1846 when the hand-cranked ice cream maker was created. So how did humans survive for all the time before 1846, or even before 400 BC? They just did, because ice cream is not necessary. Trust me, I've gone a week without ice cream recently and I'm perfectly fine.
So what else does he have? Nothing else. I have logically disproved the ice cream man and now he must go away. You are free to use these suggestions in court against him if you want. I know I'll use them, so why can't you? Just mention my name, and they'll know exactly who to believe. I'm known in the court system as a genius, and they respect me highly. Your welcome.
I've been bored pretty much all Summer, and I truly just want to lay in a hole like Smeagol. But my constant boredom isn't even the worst part. I have to listen everyday to an ice cream man driving by. And no one, NO ONE, can even comprehend how annoying that is. Envision this: I'm writing, having a good idea in my head, then he drives by. I lose my train of thought, and have to throw that piece of writing away. NO! And whose fault was it? His, all his. Let me explain:
He can use the excuse that he NEEDS to sell ice cream to people for money, but that isn't a logical answer. You see, one does not NEED to sell ice cream. Frankly, no one NEEDS to sell anything. It is entirely his choice for that specific occupation, and he needs to take credit for it. Because he surely takes responsibility for it when it's for something good.
As you can see, he no longer can use this excuse. So what's another? Oh, that he NEEDS to play music to aware others that he is near. Really? The loyal customers of your business should be standing on the side of road, waiting for you. Those are the customers you need to sell ice cream to, no one else. And because no one does that, that must mean you don't need to sell ice cream. My original point in the paragraph above. So if you need music to attract customers, then you need some other type of advertisement instead. My logic is proven.
What's another? Oh, I know. Children need ice cream to survive, so he is only supplying a need to humanity. Oh sure! That's what it is! No doubt! I feel nauseous now. This excuse is so outrageous and idiotic that I cannot even comprehend the reasoning. First off, the first ice cream was dated back to 400 BC, but even then it was not ice cream. It was fruit flavored ice. So this does not work. Common ice cream that we eat today was only created in 1846 when the hand-cranked ice cream maker was created. So how did humans survive for all the time before 1846, or even before 400 BC? They just did, because ice cream is not necessary. Trust me, I've gone a week without ice cream recently and I'm perfectly fine.
So what else does he have? Nothing else. I have logically disproved the ice cream man and now he must go away. You are free to use these suggestions in court against him if you want. I know I'll use them, so why can't you? Just mention my name, and they'll know exactly who to believe. I'm known in the court system as a genius, and they respect me highly. Your welcome.
Sunday, August 15, 2010
Why Do I Have To Put The Seat Down?
This blog is going to be short, because I have other things to do today. Anyways, I have a question for only the males. After urinating, why do we have to put the toilet seat down for the women? Is it really that hard for them to just put the seat down? Why do we have to go out of our way, so they don't?
While talking on the whole toilet thing, why do people flush if urine didn't come out? I mean truly, sometimes nothing comes out. So why do we still flush? I'll tell you why, because no one wants to see the remains of nothing in a toilet. Frankly speaking, they don't want to risk the chance of seeing "urine"; which really isn't that big of a deal. People act as if they've never seen it before, yet they urinate many times per day. So why is it foreign to them?
Also, public restrooms scare me. You know when you walk into a stall, and someone thinks they're just better than anyone around and doesn't flush? Yes, that is a nightmare. Not only because they didn't flush, but that they were either too lazy to or thought someone else should flush it for them. No, I'm not going to flush their digestives down because they don't want to. So I just move to another stall and have someone else flush that bowel movement,(literally), down the pipes.
Again, this is for the males. Do urinals just scream insanitation to you? They're always dirty-looking to me, and that scares me. Frankly, I don't know who urinated there, and it scares me to just think about it. That's why I use stalls to urinate, it gives more privacy.
Last, why do people just walk out of bathrooms without washing their hands? Don't they see those H1N1 alert commercials, trying to make people worried for their lives? Apparently not, because those commercials scared me; and now I wash my hands. I understand that the soap dispenser is dirty and that's why they made that automatic soap dispenser, (which is truly unnecessary). But the last time I went to Walmart, they had automatic sink dispensers. The water just came out because it sensed your hands, which sounds very wrong. But really, companies have made it so it's nearly impossible to make an excuse to why you didn't wash your hands. But truly, if I wanted to wash my hands, I would. Just because I don't doesn't make me bad, it's just on my decision. STOP TRYING TO CONTROL ME, SOCIETY!
A Poem, By Me:
"Soft riddles in distress,
Why, oh why can I not express?
Lost in memory, gone from shore.
I can't use anything public anymore."
While talking on the whole toilet thing, why do people flush if urine didn't come out? I mean truly, sometimes nothing comes out. So why do we still flush? I'll tell you why, because no one wants to see the remains of nothing in a toilet. Frankly speaking, they don't want to risk the chance of seeing "urine"; which really isn't that big of a deal. People act as if they've never seen it before, yet they urinate many times per day. So why is it foreign to them?
Also, public restrooms scare me. You know when you walk into a stall, and someone thinks they're just better than anyone around and doesn't flush? Yes, that is a nightmare. Not only because they didn't flush, but that they were either too lazy to or thought someone else should flush it for them. No, I'm not going to flush their digestives down because they don't want to. So I just move to another stall and have someone else flush that bowel movement,(literally), down the pipes.
Again, this is for the males. Do urinals just scream insanitation to you? They're always dirty-looking to me, and that scares me. Frankly, I don't know who urinated there, and it scares me to just think about it. That's why I use stalls to urinate, it gives more privacy.
Last, why do people just walk out of bathrooms without washing their hands? Don't they see those H1N1 alert commercials, trying to make people worried for their lives? Apparently not, because those commercials scared me; and now I wash my hands. I understand that the soap dispenser is dirty and that's why they made that automatic soap dispenser, (which is truly unnecessary). But the last time I went to Walmart, they had automatic sink dispensers. The water just came out because it sensed your hands, which sounds very wrong. But really, companies have made it so it's nearly impossible to make an excuse to why you didn't wash your hands. But truly, if I wanted to wash my hands, I would. Just because I don't doesn't make me bad, it's just on my decision. STOP TRYING TO CONTROL ME, SOCIETY!
A Poem, By Me:
"Soft riddles in distress,
Why, oh why can I not express?
Lost in memory, gone from shore.
I can't use anything public anymore."
Friday, March 26, 2010
Is Frosty Really A Snowman, Or A Wendy's Desert?
Just wakin' up, as usual, and I notice the clock says 8 o'clock. What?! My God, I'm late for school! But as I was running to my bathroom to brush my teeth, I saw an anonymous white fog through the curtains of my window. I pushed them open, only slightly, and saw the magnificent glory of the color white. Wait, back that up; I mean the glorious color of snow, because I don't like the color white much. Anyways, it was snowing, and I was of joy. To pile upon the excitement was the fact that my school had a two hour delay, watcha! So now, I just sit; waiting for 9:30 a.m. so I can leave. But for some reason, I want to go to school. Miraculously, the snow made me fond of the bricked solitude; which is odd in my books. Not to say I don't like school all the time, I'm a straight A student. But sometimes I'd rather block out the fools that call themselves "jocks".
I'm bored today, so I'll talk about snow again. Has it ever occurred to you that if it's so cold in the outer layers of Earth, that snow would be inhabiting it? I mean really, the water cycle states that it evaporates and goes into the air. Isn't that air cold? If so, that would make the water turn to snow. Or ice, whatever you prefer. Wouldn't that make the outer layer of Earth a snow and ice sphere, making Earth look like Hoth? And also, what makes the process of snow different than ice? If you look, they both go through the water cycle, so what is different?
This isn't going as planned. I can't think of anymore questions about snow. Hm, what to ask? What about snowmen? Yes, snowmen. Or better yet, Frosty the Snowman. Does he really come to life, just on the fact of his hat? Can a hat really make an inanimate object come to life? No, I don't think so. Why the creators wanted to entice children to put hats on random things, just to see if it's capable of living, is absurd. I know that kids are young, but that is plainly just common sense. You can't put a hat on a dead body and call it living again now can you; no, you can't.
Also, Frosty is just one big vanilla Frosty from Wendy's. You know, the treat that's usually chocolate, but now they have vanilla or any other topping to put on it. But surprisingly, they don't have strawberry. If you have chocolate, and you have vanilla, just finish it with strawberry. It isn't that complicated. Anyways, Wendy's stole from the theory of the children's song, and that bothers me much so. If Wendy's can't take the heat of business, why do they still remain? It isn't as if they can keep copying for long, they'll just go out of business. I sure hope they don't, though. I am surprisingly a fan of their food.
But to conclude this blog, I will leave you with one last thought about Frosty the Snowman. Why does he always smoking a pipe?
I'm bored today, so I'll talk about snow again. Has it ever occurred to you that if it's so cold in the outer layers of Earth, that snow would be inhabiting it? I mean really, the water cycle states that it evaporates and goes into the air. Isn't that air cold? If so, that would make the water turn to snow. Or ice, whatever you prefer. Wouldn't that make the outer layer of Earth a snow and ice sphere, making Earth look like Hoth? And also, what makes the process of snow different than ice? If you look, they both go through the water cycle, so what is different?
This isn't going as planned. I can't think of anymore questions about snow. Hm, what to ask? What about snowmen? Yes, snowmen. Or better yet, Frosty the Snowman. Does he really come to life, just on the fact of his hat? Can a hat really make an inanimate object come to life? No, I don't think so. Why the creators wanted to entice children to put hats on random things, just to see if it's capable of living, is absurd. I know that kids are young, but that is plainly just common sense. You can't put a hat on a dead body and call it living again now can you; no, you can't.
Also, Frosty is just one big vanilla Frosty from Wendy's. You know, the treat that's usually chocolate, but now they have vanilla or any other topping to put on it. But surprisingly, they don't have strawberry. If you have chocolate, and you have vanilla, just finish it with strawberry. It isn't that complicated. Anyways, Wendy's stole from the theory of the children's song, and that bothers me much so. If Wendy's can't take the heat of business, why do they still remain? It isn't as if they can keep copying for long, they'll just go out of business. I sure hope they don't, though. I am surprisingly a fan of their food.
But to conclude this blog, I will leave you with one last thought about Frosty the Snowman. Why does he always smoking a pipe?
Thursday, March 25, 2010
Is Sonic Really Faster Than Light?
I was just watchin' Sonic X last Saturday morning, and I came across a pair of questions. How does Sonic run so fast, and how does he talk if he's a hedgehog? There isn't any special crystal or the aspect that he just learned it, so what's the answer? There isn't one, because the creators of Sonic didn't think it up. And really, emeralds? The whole idea is based around chaos emeralds that for some reason are a fetish to a pedophile with a weird moustache; how original. That was sarcasm, just so you know. I could have thought up of Dr. Eggman in my sleep, he looks just like the killer in The Lovely Bones movie. I kidd you not, if you watch that movie, (which you shouldn't, horrible movie), then you will see the resemblance. I mean seriously, his body is the shape of an egg, which is not funny. Obesity is major problem in America, and he is just supporting it more.
But as I was saying before I started on Robotnik, (Dr. Eggpuss, who I only call that because he reminds me of a cat for some reason), Sonic never has a reason to his accomplishments. He can somehow speak, and even better, he can speak English. Unless he actually came from the United States, England, parts of Canada, or any part of world that speaks such language, then they need an explanation. Also, what makes those shoes so special? I mean really, Shadow and Silver both wear them, and they can run like Gemini Man on steroids. But truly, I'm not that mad about their speed. I couldn't frankly care less. I've seen others who have even faster speed, like Speed Racer, or Jerry running from Tom. So I'll leave that alone, the creators are okay on that one; but the whole speech thing is upsetting me. And it isn't just Sonic X that does it. Almost every show with a creature separate from a human somehow speaks the language of the viewers. Such as One Piece or My Neighbor Totoro, (which happen to be one of best shows and best movies of all time). But seriously, every show has characters speaking a language usually non foreign to us, without an explanation. I need an explanation.
Well, I'm done now. I'm still in constant question on why people make animals speak, but I should find out soon. If you know the answer why, tell in the comments section below. But if you don't know, just enjoy these last sentences for today. So ... salutes for now.
"Silence! I am Dr. Ivo Robotnik, the greatest scientific genius in the world!" -Robotnik (See how much of an butt Eggman is. Really, he has to be such a cocky thing?)
But as I was saying before I started on Robotnik, (Dr. Eggpuss, who I only call that because he reminds me of a cat for some reason), Sonic never has a reason to his accomplishments. He can somehow speak, and even better, he can speak English. Unless he actually came from the United States, England, parts of Canada, or any part of world that speaks such language, then they need an explanation. Also, what makes those shoes so special? I mean really, Shadow and Silver both wear them, and they can run like Gemini Man on steroids. But truly, I'm not that mad about their speed. I couldn't frankly care less. I've seen others who have even faster speed, like Speed Racer, or Jerry running from Tom. So I'll leave that alone, the creators are okay on that one; but the whole speech thing is upsetting me. And it isn't just Sonic X that does it. Almost every show with a creature separate from a human somehow speaks the language of the viewers. Such as One Piece or My Neighbor Totoro, (which happen to be one of best shows and best movies of all time). But seriously, every show has characters speaking a language usually non foreign to us, without an explanation. I need an explanation.
Well, I'm done now. I'm still in constant question on why people make animals speak, but I should find out soon. If you know the answer why, tell in the comments section below. But if you don't know, just enjoy these last sentences for today. So ... salutes for now.
"Silence! I am Dr. Ivo Robotnik, the greatest scientific genius in the world!" -Robotnik (See how much of an butt Eggman is. Really, he has to be such a cocky thing?)
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