My Future Plans

So I was blogless and asking for ideas and someone said, "I just blogged about my future." So I thought thats a pretty good idea. So I will plan out my life in concrete details of everything I want and how I want it. My future: in Blog Form

First: Finish High School. This is my most minor goal at the moment. I guess I need to finish high school alive, and that is pretty much the only requirement, well that and not having a 3.5 GPA because that would be just dreadful. Avoidance of legal 'mistakes' that could in anyway tarnish my beautiful future I have planned (according to this blog post!!)

Second: Go to College. First in this category is that named college is subject to change (to whatever college I get into to be honest). At college I am going to study probably something businessy. Finance? Management? Whatever. It is all the same. I will probably end up changing my major to the correlation women and beer has on your college grades. That might be interesting.

Third: After studying beer, move to a coastal city. West or East, regardless there is sand on both sides. Once I have my house (preferably on the beach) I need a job. Probably at a big company such as IBM (I am so unoriginal, thats where my dad started).

Fourth: Get married to a girl that will suntan as I learn to surf. Note to self: Avoid sharks

Fifth: Have kids and teach them that if they have sex before they are 30 they will die of STDs. Oh yes, I do want my kids to be scared of sex. They will get pregnant, and they will die.

Sixth: When they grow up, I am going to retire from my business firm or whatever and move to florida. Once at Florida, I will own such a sweet condo my kids will be begging to come visit. Once they don't visit, I will tell them we are required to get together on christmas and/or easter and/or groundhogs day. It is still a holiday to me.

Seventh: I'm going to be a cool grandpa. One who tells funny stories of my childhood of my rebelling and how when I was 15 I had to hide in a closet with two other guys because the girls parents had came home early. Yeah, I am gonna be that kind of grandpa. Oh, and another note to self: still wear pants half an inch below waist. Suspenders should never be worn.

Eighth: If I were to be alone at the passing of my still suntanned wife, I will fill my house with helium filled balloons and fly away (this was an original idea, not from any disney movies I am copying) I will fly around in my house and throw water balloons at people.

Ninth: Newsflash: Today a man that was living in a house afloat in the sky by balloons saved a crashing airplane as he skydived onto the plane and safely landed it. Luckily he had taken an aviation course in the 2030's. He suddenly went under cardiac arrest when the plain had reached the terminal.

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Psychics

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So I went to a psychic last week. It was pretty fun (and expensive). She told me things such as I was a lion in my past life, I had 4 guardian angels, and things about my future. That is what I was skeptical about. How can anyone tell me what I am going to do? Because she is psychic? No, I think she is wrong. No one can tell me my future. Psychics are a bunch of phooey to be honest.

She told me I was going to be moving a lot when I grow older. I don't know. I've always wanted one thing in regards to where I live, right on the beach in a hot place where I can go swimming and my hot blonde babe of a wife will tan on our patio. Thats my personal vision of where my future is going. That is what I want, I don't believe she knows how I am going to be impatient and feel like moving all the time.

However, some of the things she said did kinda freak me out as they seemed really correct. She told me, 'you have a chamelion essence about you. you are able to fit and feel fine with whatever group you are around.' that seemed so right to me. I left thinking she said vague sayings and I just fine tuned them into fitting into my life, but this one line made me believe what she said almost. Within my own mind I have always had the problem of finding my own identity, and I spent much time with a ton of different 'cliques' or 'groups.'

Back to paragraph 2. She can't predict the future. I asked her who was going to win the Texas Alabama bowl game, and she couldn't answer that. It makes me wonder if you knew the future; could you change it? or would it be like the 'Thats so Raven' future where she tries to change it, but somehow it always ends up being like her vision of the future and is unchangable.

Let me try to be psychic: Think about a person, you should continue what you feel about this person. If you do not, bad things might happen and you might wish you would have still had those feelings. It is not so hard to be a psychic I guess. I just gotta work on predicting football games and im in business.

don't worry, be happy

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So I often try to tell others that you need to be happy with what you got, thankful for what you got, etc etc. But there is more to just that, when improvement is within your reach, why not grasp it? An 'improvement' per say. Something that makes you happier, something that makes your life just that little bit more meaningful.

I think some people will never be satisfied with their life. They set their goals too high, their expectations along with them. That is why everyday when I look in a mirror, I think the same thing. "As long as I am happy, there is no greater goal." I have never experienced nirvana, so I am trying to take steps towards that. Pure bliss. That is why I do the things I do, my motivation for daily life. With the dream in mind someday that I would be able to sit down without a doubt, a care, or a regret.

This goal of mine is within my grasp. Of course it is pretty far away, but I will learn to improve my reach to this. I am fine with staring at the one thing I want in life and not knowing how to hold it... yet!

Sitting in one spot stationary, contrary to popular belief, gets you nowhere. Moving gets you places, it gets you closer to where ever you are going. I tell people to be content with what they have, but then I get restless sitting there. I fidget with the thoughts of what could even be around that corner calling to me. Everyone grows up wanting things. We all want to be satisfied, so that is why we should want what makes us happy. Easy things within our grasp. In all those lame chick flick movies when the guy says, "you're everything I could have ever wanted" we all wanna feel like he does at that moment. It is clear that the two in the movie are going to end up together at the end, so that is why we should set our 'everything we could ever want' within our grasp.

So I take steps toward the nirvana. Each step is an improvement in my mind. So I can add onto the phrase of 'be happy with what you got,' with these little words of encouragement, 'be happy with what you got, but when an opportunity comes along to give yourself more and better what you got, take it.'

Does he deserve the Nobel Peace Prize?

President Obama, like you all know, recently was awarded the Nobel World Peace Prize, but also he recently sent fourty thousand troops across seas to places like Afganistan. Obviously it is an award that cannot be revoked.


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Many people when it was awarded thought he was unfitting. At the time I thought he was almost deserving of the peace prize, due to his 'possibility of change' (much like his campaign slogan) but what happened? he sent 40,000 soldiers, all people who have families, loved ones, kids, into the dangerous and possibly lethal areas over seas. How is this peace? Is it an attempt to create peace by causing more war? You can call me a flower child for saying this, but I do not agree with this.

I am not necessarily anti-war though. I do believe in 'affirmative action' in this sense. War is sometimes the only effective way in changing ones opinions on ideas. But that doesn't mean it is peace. War and Peace are not interchangable. They have near opposite meanings. Maybe War can someday cause peace, but when you cause war, you are not creating peace at the time of war. Skepticism is not enough justification for peace, in my opinion.

I am not the biggest political person, but when I see things like this that are almost contradictery on what they described themselves as makes me angry. It seems that people are against the war (well during the Bush Presidency the media sure made it seems so) and how is change sending more troops over? Maybe this is wrong, but when someone was explaining President Obama's plan in Iraq is was like 'we will just leave in like a year and say work it out.' I saw that as change. Sending 40,000 troops over is not change. Obviously he is *attempting* to end the war, but by peaceful standards, this is not.

I guess I may someday stand corrected. To be honest, I cannot predict the future. So we will need to wait and see. We will need to wait and see if this prodigy president will be able to lead us out of recession, oil controversies, and a war overseas that was thrust upon him. I am forced to follow the president in the type of siciety we live in, so I will do this intentionally for the purpose of patriotism.

Responsibility, it is a big word figuratively and literally. It has many meanings, but I am going to focus on one, taking the blame for your actions and the actions that are thrust upon you that you could not control.

What made me want to write this post was because recently I have been playing lots and lots of the video game, Call of Duty: Modern Warfare 2 (the game is sweet). But the reason for the inspiration was because one of my good buddies I play with. He is what is considered in 'gamer lingo'... a rager.

Rager- One who Rages

Everytime he gets shot in game I hear first a random profanity followed by the blame of someone else or that it was zero percent his fault. There are somethings I can understand.. the profanity is one thing. Even I succumb to a vulgar word every once in a while (surprising right?) and sometimes it is not even his fault. But in a game of skill and when you die a bunch, it might be a reflection of your skill. Apparently he does not relise this.

It is almost pathetic what I have heard him blame his deaths on. Internet Lag, them always choosing to shoot him and not anyone else, and even 'thats just straight bullshit'. We all have to deal with all the same things he is dealing with. While he is 'raging' it is just making himself look more and more immature. Apparently based on his reactions to these actions that he does not think are his, he can not understand how they are his fault, and he feels the need to blame them on someone else. What is more immature then saying "It's not my fault, he started it."

You can't blame fate. Illusionary Correlation is a bitch. And It is just a game, jeez.


here ya go, youtube video of a person getting really mad on world of warcraft (profanity warning)

What makes me mad

I decided to compile a list of things that make me angry

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1. Everyone is sueing each other

As a young child we learn the lesson of, "People make mistakes." Done, right? Wrong. Small tiny mistakes are made and people sue each other for millions, it has become ridiculous. A woman sued the company who made her RV because no where in the users manual did it say that she had to actually drive when she had cruise control on, so she crashed into a wall on the freeway. What a stupid woman. People like this make me so angry, like on medicine bottles that are REQUIRED to say, "Use of this product may result in hair loss." This product is trying to make your life better, and because you got a rash from it you are going to sue them? Nobody has any feelings anymore, and people are willing to cut off their arm for millions.

2. Who said it is ok to kiss in the halls?

PDA- Personal Display of Affection. Gross! I don't want to see baby making in the halls of the school (keep it to the bathrooms at least, seriously!) Intimacy is for intimate locations, not in the mass of kids in the foyer, somehow that isn't romantic. I draw the line at hugging and even sometimes holding hands. Are you 'bonding' your love or just showing it off? Cause normally we don't wanna see it, which brings me to....

3. Drama Drama Drama Drama

What our highschool revolves around. It's so dumb. We're teenagers, we are supposed to be caring who did what with whom and who is pregnant and who is dating whom and where they went last weekend and why she kissed him when he was kissing that other girl 20 minutes ago. It is so dumb. Dispite myself sounding like a sqaure, we should be caring about other things, like things that are IMPORTANT. Like Obama sending troops to iraq, or even why we are charged 1.50$ for a bottle of pop.

4. ELE

Everybody love everybody (Credit to the movie Semi Pro) Everyone only loves their close friends, and seperates themself from everyone else. I hate this, people should just be nice to everyone. Some people are so bitter, when I was talking to random people once at a concert they thought I was hitting on them and when I was making fun of one of their eyebrow rings they told me I was crashing and burning. This made me so mad, but I just turned around. As humans, we have come too far to seperate ourselves into primal tribal kingdoms and countries. Imagine what the world could accomplish if we had the greatest minds from all over not competeing, but working together.

Living your life

I live by one moral, that everyone should live their own life and go by their own trail and let no one else change their path. Ive written essays about this, and even attempted to give inspirational pep talks to friends in dilemmas. That is my message I try to convey to others. People do try to influence the path you take and the way you take it. That is why I think you should not let these people change your trail.


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My father has very strong opinions on multiple debatable topics. Opening the border... the war in Iraq, and Gay Rights. Me personally, I try to stay neutral on topics such as these. He was ranting to me about gay rights recently, and he was useing rude and vulgar terms. For the first time I looked at him and thought, "Oh my god, I do not want to ever speak an opinion like this on anyone ever." It struck me that moment, he was pushing his opinions on me to eventually have a second version of himself.

And yet, I could be called a hypocrite. I try to inspire my peers everyday I am around them. Why am I so controversial towards myself? I think it is because I always want the best for them. But again it brings up me asking myself why is my father doing this to me? Is this what he considers the best for me? No, it is not. Any word that is ever given to another person should be given with a side salad and taken with a grain of salt. I feel that we are the ones who get to choose what decisions we make, and base them off of what others have said. So like I have told you, I aim to inspire others. But why? Because I am following my own path, this path of giving inspiration. I do not expect my advice to be used, but for it to be taken into consideration at least. If everything I said was ignored, I would silence myself forever, but that is irrelevant.

WRAP UP: INSPIRE YOURSELF

I am very content with my current places I am right now. I almost feel no need to advance in my situation. I must admit, it is always thrilling to add new excitement to my life, but I am perfectly content where I am. I would even consider my neutrality to advancement a state of bliss. Of course I rightfully agree to the terms I may be called: lazy, boring, or even a creature of habit. I see no wrong with these titles I have obtained from doing nothing. It is when I am able to use this super power of dullness for good that I proudly wear the L for laziness on my spandex superhero costume.

How am I able to do this? Useing my identity as a spoiled silver spooner in a different approach. I sat down with my parents and talked about what Santa was going to bring me this year. I asked for nothing. Thats right, the nightmare of a 7 year old. I said I wanted nothing this year, and for what 'santa funds' that would be spent on me to be spent on kids to do not have the opportunity as me. I think finally my spoiledness is trying to even itself out.

I think what i am trying to do is spread my 'neutrality' as a form of 'christmas joy'. I understand that not everyone has the extremely hard choice of playing my personal laptop or xbox 360, so I understand I do not need more then that, ever. I am perfectly fine where I am right now. I do not get bored ever, and I am often excited by what I currently own, so I do not see what more I could possibly have, as it would be purely superfluous.

I wish everyone could be as content as I am in my leisure time. I keep saying I understand this and understand that, but what I want to know is, how can I change the things that I understand that I do not like? Call me miss congeniality, but I want world peace. Maybe by just giving one xbox 360 at a time.

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Why would we need to excel past an absolute threshold when the highest we can achieve in this subject is at that same threshold? In non psychology terms, I am speaking about our own personal energy use.

In a response to Mikey's blog post, all I need to say is why would we even want to do more if we are not required to? If someone is going to do my own work, I will gladly allow them to do it without any regrets whatsoever. Call me lazy, but call me conservative. I see no reason to waste this superfluous energy.

I did have a job, but I did not enter it with a normal attitude. I did not acquire this job for financial reasons, I only applied there because I was bored. I needed something to occupy my time. Even when I spoke to my coworkers and told them I worked here only for fun, they gawked at me with their jaw open. But luckily for me, I did have a fun job. When I was working in the kitchen of the fast food restaurant, If I was enough of a sleuth, I was able to munch down on grilled cheeses, cheeseburgers, and chili cheese fries. Of course I was not being paid to eat, If and when we had customers, I always got their food out just as fast as it would have if I was not eating. Like I previously stated, I see no reason to give more energy then what is the lowest amount needed to fire a stimulus.

So is it being lazy? No, only being efficient. If I work harder and sweep the floors more throughly, clean the toilets so they shine bright white, and make sure all those french fries are golden crisp (and not have fallen on the floor) who notices? Most likely, no one even notices. At 6 monthes working there, I did get a raise though. I guess all of us see this as the 'benefit for working hard' But so did half the other employees. But again, this did not even matter to me. I was not working for pay, but for fun so I could talk to my friends that also worked there.
So I see no reason to need to be in a hardworking environment. Good morals are self taught, and self opinionated. When a quota is put, why should I be expected to pass it? I am going to meet it, but with a photo finish.

Cell phones are a form of communication. And unknowingly to some people, it is rude to communicate when someone else is trying to communicate to you. I almost get pissed off when I see someone in class blatantly texting their hearts out. I see it as such a form of disrespect. The teacher is giving their own personal time and devoted their life to, in a radical way, the listener. So why can't the student focus for 55 minutes without this one distraction? I do not understand.

In 1984 (I think it was this book... to be honest I never finished it) they had a concept of humans language becoming quicker and faster to use. The words were slurred together so that the laziness was able to overcome and they were not required to use any energy to convey their forms of communication. It saddens me to see that this insane prediction has become true, just in another form. Texting. No longer are we needed to converge ourselves in entire conversations that we are able to explore each other as we share our feelings and thoughts. Now we are able to suffice with a simple "k" or "c u later". It is a destruction of our language as we know it.

So I admit, texting might not ruin society... soon! but as I look at it right now, people are miss useing it in innapropiate places. At a party I was at, a girl took out her phone and started texting when my friend came up to her. My other bud said "ouch you got the phone taken out on you." Cellphones are merely a form of disrespect. I approve of texting in entire sentences and in solitude. If you are trying to speak to someone verbally, and they attempt to text someone else, it can obviously mean that they are not interested in what you are trying to speak to them about. I know how these teachers feel.

So yeah, I do feel that texting can be appropiate, but only in the correct place, time, and diction in order to avoid the downfall of a language. Maybe this is a rediculous claim, but there is no way to what could be appropiate in a possible future etopia. Maybe responding to a teacher with 3 letters could be the correct way to do it some day.

There should not be a drinking age.

The current drinking age in the united states is 21. Everyone knows that, it is a huge year for most. Finally, the age I am legally aloud to get hammered at a bar... right? While many feel this is the age that we are able to make mature choices, and that is when excessive alcohol consumption will not effect our bodies as much as our frontal lobes finally mature, I still feel that the alcohol age should be lowered or even abolished completely.


Picture from Prime Events and Rentals

If this just instantly happened, mass chaos would occur. 14 year old kids all over the country would go and buy a 24 pack of beer and go crazy in celebration. If anything like this would actually happen, it would need to be a slow drawn out process. Maybe the first step being lowered consequences for underage drinking, but a higher consequence for the higher Blood Alcohol Levels for underages. The next step could be lowering it to 18, then possibly 16, and then completely getting rid of it. Now I am sure you are asking, why would we even want to do this? I feel that with this current restriction on alcohol to minors, they feel the need to rebel and binge drink their livers out. Underage Binge Drinking is really an extreme problem. They do not know their limits, and purposely attempt to pass them. Sometimes to the extreme. I feel that if the kids were not given a restriction to begin with, it would avoid their need to rebel against this line. But like I said, it could not even come close to happening correctly if we just opened all their ties to beer instantly.

I think that the kids would learn responsibility without a drinking age. They have time to understand how to self help themselves, rather than listen to a judge tell them what to do and stuff. Parents should also step in on this, teaching that it is not wrong to do, but just wrong without consideration and responsibility. It is true that binge drinking can stunt the frontal lobe development before the age of 25, but what makes my plan plausable is that it is only binge drinking and drinking in excessive amounts. That is why I feel that if these kids did have responsibility, they would avoid binge drinking. This is a problem that leads to many worse things. The worse being even death.

That is why I feel there needs to be a change on this current law. Many problems come up from it, and kids directly disobey it. That is why over a long process of time I think it should be abolished, with little tiny baby steps along the way towards this goal of a better horizon.

So I volunteered at Usher's Ferry's Safe Halloween and I got put in the 'Scary Story House' (that was haunted by boxelder bugs and lady bugs... seriously they were everywhere). Luckily I got to make up a scary story and scare little kids all day. It was fun. Heres the story i told;;;

So about 40 or 50 years ago, all these houses used to have families living in them. And on one halloween night, all the kids were out trick or treating. When they came up to this house and looked up at it, all the lights were off. But these kids wanted candy. So they went up and knocked on the door. knock knock knock.... and no one came to the door. These kids were brace though, and the bravest of the group decided that they wanted candy so he opened the door with a screeeeeeee. it was a screechy door. (i try to teach kids to enter random houses when trick or treating)

As they walked in the house, it was empty. No one was home. So they were standing right about where you guys were.. and they started hearing footsteps up and down the stairs right here. (here is when the girls i was volunteering with in the other room started making noises like footsteps.. they had the easy job). The trick or treaters decided to check out what that noise was, because someone might be upstairs. So as they started to go upstairs, at the top of the stairs was a door. Under the door in the crack they could see a light was on. But on the other side they heard voices. (again the girls made ghostly voice noises). The kids thought someone must be up there so they opened the door. But again, the room was empty.

At this point, the trick or treaters were freaking out so they left the attic. As they returned to the living room where they heard the steps, a man was standing there turned around with a broom. He slowly turned around and looked straight at the trick or treaters and said....
























BOO!!

That was the end of the story. I scared so many people it was halorious. I almost felt bad because pretty much all the kids there were like 6 or so years old. The funniest part was the person that jumped the most out of all the people that I yelled that too, was a mom.

It was fun scaring the little kids, I can't wait until I get to mess with my own kids.

Being social is easy. I like doing it also. Just recently I started talking to anyone who is around me. Because recently I was at a concert, and the older brother of my friend was randomly talking to the people behind us, and it was cool seeing how some random people who have never met each other interact when one is super friendly. So I took this initiative and starting being randomly nice and social to random people whenever I have the chance.

Like just last friday, while I was waiting in line at lunch to get those mediocre school burritos, I overheard the two girls behind me wondering if they should get this burrito or king chicken. I butted in and told them deffinetly the burrito, specifying it was no panchero's, but still pretty good. Later they saw me and thanked me for helping them make the right food choice decision. I felt really good, not that they choose the burrito, but that I influenced a random person merely because I was social to them.

I feel bad for people with these so called 'social disorders'. People that are just shy I guess. I think they are missing out on important things, and are relying on others to give that to them. They are missing out on social connections. Maybe it is a lack of serotinin or dopamine, I don't know, but what there really is a lack of are those social connections. I wish that everyone could be as social as me.

Sometimes when I try to talk to random people about something, I get weird looks. They think it is awkward that this random dude is talking to them. Nothing makes me more angry than these people. They treat me like crap only because I am being friendly. If they had their way at this time, there would only be like 3 people in the entire world, so no random people could come up and talk to them. For someone like me, that is the opposite of what I could ever want.

Sometimes I almost prefer being around people I have never met before. People that know you have all kinds of false pretenses and already have a set of impressions they put towards you. Maybe that is why I had such a great time at this random xavior halloween party I went to. (or maybe it was because there was like 5 dudes and 25 girls) but I was talking to almost everyone and it was really easy for me to go up these people and just start talking. I even talked to a german foreign exchange student and pretended like I understood what she said!

Maybe the reason I like talking to random people like this is because I like making good first impressions for myself. I am not sure, but either way, I just like being open.

One of my favorite shows growing up was Even Stevens. Like the only episode I remember was when ther older 8th graders had an annual day that they would pick on the 7th graders and put them in trash cans and stuff. louis, the main character was a 7th grader and organized all the fellow 7th graders to stick up to the bullies. He was being very inspirational and he led them against the 8th graders. He had a lot of courage with his posse with him. When he stood up to them he said that they were not gonna put up with them this year, the 7th graders cheered for him as he was their leader. But then the 8th grader antagonist of the episode told him that they wern't gonna pick on all the 7th graders, just one. Him. Louis laughed because his he knew his horde of 7th graders wouldn't stand for it, but when he turned around, they were all gone. This made me so angry, it did not have the comical effect on me. It makes me think that the world is selfish.

I also think of a line in one of the songs by one of my favorite artists, bob marley. He says that "is it a sin for a man to condemn all mankind to save his family"? I don't think that people are able to use their abstract reasoning to see the views of others and walk in their shoes. People tend to save their owns kin when given the possible risk of it being damaged. I do not feel anything is more cowardice.

I feel that the 7th graders could have taken on the 8th graders, not in physical combat, but something funnier like negotiating. It would have made me happier at the end of the episode if they were able to all work together to avoid having even one 7th grader put in a trash can.

When these kids decided to choose louis as their leader, they should have followed him till the end. General Patton in ww2 told his troops that individuality is crap. And no man is left behind, and other motivational stuff that in general said that when all these people were going towards their cause, they are one big wave of movement, and this unstoppable force doesn't leave anything behind. The only 7th grader who should have earned the purple badge of honor was louis in this episode.

I have very lucid dreams. My dreams are vivid, and I can swear I actually feel physically what happens in them. I recently had a project about a famous psychologist in AP psychology, and I chose Sigmund Freud. Of course he is mainly known for his thoughts on a persons ego, superego, and id, but my favorite part about learning about him was his dream analysis. He claimed that our dreams were all forms of what we were unable to attain in consciousness. Normally I would have just thrown this into the barrel of thousands of psychological theories that I hear everyday, but I had just had a dream that proved this to be exactly true.

My dream I had was about this girl I had a crush on, and we were watching a movie and i kissed her on the cheek. I had just hung out with her when I was awake, but I knew she had no interest in me. (Scandalous! I know right!) It almost creeped me out how accurate this seemed to me at the time. So my entire life honestly nothing had bewildered my more then dreams. How do these hallucinations happen? Why do they happen? No one had ever given me a straight answer until now. When we are unsatisfied or unable to do something in consciousness, our brain takes over and does it's job in unconscioussly conforting us. With our brain at true rest and 100% satisified, we are now able to sleep with all the physical uncomforts such as having to go to the bathroom and a temperature of a room.

I feel that we are held back by our desires. That is why people such as me have these lucid dreams. Us dreamers have too many desires, that we can only dream of. Is that why we are called dreamers? Not because we are trapped in hallucinations in our sleep, but we are trapped looking at these desires and only thinking of how we want them, and not achieveing them. But for a person who has no desires, do they dream? if they did, what would they dream of? Nothing more than an image of theirselves. Desires and dreams, are they interchangable? I abstractly imagine a world without any desires, what would it be like? What would a dream be called? I don't know these answers, but I can only dream of what they are.

When I seperate myself from something, it tends to make me just want it all that more.

Every time I entered my sister's car, I was always forced to listen to the same crappy music. It was always Dave Matthew's Band or John Mayer. I hated it. I made fun of their voices and made fun of their lyrics. My sister told me how that on facebook there was an application that said that the most favorite band of washington was Dave Matthew's band, and she promised my something; that I would sometime throughout my high school career learn to love them. I laughed at her hypothesis because I knew it wouldn't be true. This music was crap, come on. I liked way better music.

So my sister got a new laptop and I got hers, and all her iTunes was on it. I swear my sister had the entire discography of Dave Matthews band and John Mayer. I did kind of like her taste in music, it was chill and differnt then man because she had all these kinds of bands like oasis and stuff. So I would put it on shuffle and listen to random songs of her catalog. When I landed on Dave or John songs, I never went to the other song. Almost every time these came on I thought of her saying I would like these songs, and how I said I would never listen to them. I liked them now, but only because I was in secrecy. Maybe it was my stubbornness, because I would never admit to her that I listened to them while I blogged and did homework.

To me this was a forbidden pleasure. To the one person it concerned, she was not aware of my diverging in the music that I had told to her face that it was crappy. I don't know why I like it. I still think dave has a bad voice, and I still think john is gay. but I still listen to them. Like I said, i would never listen to them when she was even in the house. I can't help but think that imt is a form of my stubbornness attempting to show guilt and respect for her being right about me wanting to listen to them.

I think this can apply to anything someone tells you about yourself that you stubbornly and embarressingly defy. When someone brings up these things and we push it away verbally, it only comes up to us mentally even stronger. I guess it is that push and pull method, as the further away a pendulum swings away from you, the further it is going to come back.

I decided to cut myself off from video games recently. I went into my account management on world of warcraft, and into the parental settings. I changed the times I am allowed to play to only fridays and weekends. I do like being able to limit my time, but I hope that I don't realize can change it back at anytime. Desperate times call for desperate measures! (cliché line right?) But doing these measures to myself seems to work.

Many times I have cut my mmorpg (massively multiplayer online role playing game) addictions in an impulsive cold turkey manner. Why I do this is because so many times when I have just quit a game I still want to go back and play it, so I do. I am not able to quit things fully on my own. So many times I have resorted to getting my characters "banned." That is when a game master or admin freezes my character or account from being playable anymore. So what I do is diverge in my own guilty pleasures and try to disrupt the enjoyment of others.

I don't know why I really do this, maybe it is a form of going out with a bang? regardless, it is a pretty immature thing that I am accustomed to doing. But that is always following another thing I always do when I force myself to quit cold turkey- give away all my items in a video game. Countless times Ive held stupid trivia and other stuff and gave away all my virtual belongings. All these hours ive spent on some game and what ive earned I just give away for free and then following it, I just commit virtual sacrifice by doing selfish pleasures.

It is almost as if I live in a social balance. First, I do such nice things to random people I have never met before on these games, but when I am out of items to give myself the joy of giving, I immediately follow it with the joy of making other people internet rage. I guess it makes me feel as if I equaled them out. I think I have some growing up to do.

I bring you 2 ideas construed really badly together! Peace in Government and Peace in Mind!

In a country of 300,000 I am a nobody, but let me tell you, in the place of my mind, there is no one more comfortable then myself. I am happy, I am content, I am enthusiastic, I am grateful.
The government is great really for an individual like me. I see a place of anarchy would not benefit anyone, because I feel mob rule would probably overcome all. The government has done a lot to me, it has put me in public schools. It gave me an education, which I feel is more important then anything. Some say ignorance is bliss, but in this situation, I love knowledge. That is not all I have benefited from this. I live carefree, and I could not see myself living any other way. This is not an I LOVE CAPITALISM post, it is a mix of I love sitting in my place in the world post, and how others have gone to such great lengths to put me here. I am content where I am right now in the world. I like having health care, I like being able to go to the doctor when I am sick or when I break an arm. Imagine having to just tough something like that out. It would be terrible!

I never really appreciated how well set up our government was until I learned about it in AP Us History. An Executive branch to tell me what bad guys to hate, a legislative branch to tell the bad guys what not to do, a judicial branch to choose what to do to the bad guys. All these people making my decisions I get to be passive in all of it. You don't see me hopping on the 'I hate terrorists' bandwagon. I sit in my home doing homework and facebooking. ignorance is not bliss, being passive is. In my grey chair I sit on in my basement, content and happy are interchangable.

In a James Bond movie, there was a scene where Bond called the main bad guy insane. The man was attempting to gain world wide coverage of himself as a peacekeeper by starting a false war, and then stopping it. He replied to Bond, "Mr. Bond, the difference between insanity and ingenious is only measured by success."

Alexander the Great took over most of the known world back in the years of 334 BC. Is less then 10 years his perfected battle technique helped him conquer lands beyond lands, and went down into history as one of the most ingenious conquerors of all history.

Adolf Hitler is considered a sick and insane tyrant whose attempts to take over the world and create his master race doomed the memories of him in the future as a disgusting German. He is known by his failure and loss at the battle of the bulge where the Nazi Party was forced to resign and admit defeat.

Alexander and Hitler were both leaders and led their forces through many military victories, but Hitler's history was ended with a loss and a suicide, but Alexanders was finalized by an unknown illness, presumed the common flu. The History books wrote one as a cowards death, and the other the unfair fall of a champion. These history books are all full of opinions and governments words. If books are forced to be burned and rewritten, no one knows what was in the old ones. The new ones are known as history.

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That is all old, and it is history. We do not live in the past, we live right now, in the present. We must write our own history. There is a story to everyone that is written on the inside. People may burn the past, but no one can burn the present or future. This is surely a tangent, but I had a change of heart. Who cares about the past? Everything someone has ever done in their life as lead up to where they are now, so as I see it is that everything you have ever done is not as important as where you are right now as you read this blog. Everything is influential. A butterfly effect is that a butterflys wings can cause a typhoon across the world, or whatever. I don't really know, but I do think everything we do affects everything else we do. All we have is our choices, and there is nothing I believe stronger than that. We write our own history because we are always living in the moment. And that is all for my caffeine induced rambling tangent.

Why would someone such as myself do work without pay? Because I am a volunteer. I use my own time to benefit others.

With my own time given towards these causes, the only gratitude I can achieve is a sense of selfgratitude. The concept of volunteering is destroyed with a reward of something with physical value, but how far does this definition run? It cannot run there and back from mental gratitude to physical. If someone buys someones your lunch for the laborous unpaid hours of work that they have given, is it still considered volunteering? And how broad can this concept go? If a man spends many hours a day working for such little pay in no ones eyes he is considered a volunteer.

So why do we volunteer? It seems easy enough to say because we feel the need to use our time to benefit others, but why would we do this? I think it is because deep down in all humans, we have this need to feel good about ourselves.

Everyone likes to feel good, it is in our nature. How we acquire this feeling is different for everyone. We all gain these warm fuzzy feelings in different ways. I guess some people just have an unnatural unspoken association with others, that we are able to gain their feelings. We live off their happiness and in return we give out more happiness. That is why we volunteer.

Railroad Problem

While editing my opinion post I spoke about psychology. It reminded me of a classic psychology debate, the railroad problem.

A train is moving down the tracks at an unstoppable speed. There are 4 railroad workers on the track that are going to be unknowingly killed by the train. But you have the option of pulling a switch that moves the trains tracks that it only kills one person. What would you do?

I had my answer to this easily, pull the switch.




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My first justification for this was a simple math problem. 4 is greater then 1. This point is not easy to make at all because it requires you to make the barbaric thought that all these lives are equal, but when can one persons life be compared to others? Sometimes a thought that if you personally knew the person that was alone and to be killed if you pulled the switch, would you? Then as you see it the one person would have more value to you, I do not know if I would still pull it.

When I was arguing my points to people of the other view, a common trend came from them, saying that they would leave and choose not to pull it. It was not their choice to make decisions about others lives, and out of sight, out of mind. I had to decline the thought of just running away. I remembered a movie I had just recently watched and at the climax when the hero was going to run away, the heroin reminded him that "You are the one who has the power to do and change something, sometimes you can't run away rely on others to do it" (this was from Team America, World Police, I learn my morals from the creators of South Park). When the power is in our hands to change something for the better, we must do it. But again this goes down to the basics of the problem to what is better.

This is not an easy problem to counter and fight for my side because the psychology of someones nurture really affects their decision, like most opinions. I just feel that being able to get 4 hugs and hearing thank you for saving my life, 4 times rather then once it justification alone.

No longer are we competing with the people of our backyard. We are now setting our sights on a new horizon, the whole world. It is obvious to say that there is now a global market. I feel that something more important then health care, more important then global warming, is our education.

When I was talking to a teacher about my thoughts on the subject, he started to get into global education. How other parts of the world not everyone has the privilege to attend school and get an education. So why do kids feel they are being forced to sit in school? I wonder why kids that do not want to be at school should be required to stay here. I just imagine how all these funds being essentially wasted on these individuals could be rewired into helping further the education of someone like myself. I just think that if people do not wish to be at school to learn, they shouldn't come.

The most vital part to our education is our the teachers. I feel being a teacher should be one of the most prestigious jobs imaginable. One time someone asked why doctors get paid so much, and I heard someone respond that 'It is such a high paying job because it is such an important profession that is vital to our lives, and in order to keep up with the changing times, and to only have the most skilled workers in the area." I feel the same principles should apply to being a teacher. I have had unskilled teachers, but also I have had fantastic teachers. Keeping a better eye on all the teachers to sort out the good from bad is important in my view. I just feel a lot of this rewireing funds or even just more funds to public education is so important. I think the teacher job should be more sought-after profession where only the best survive so it reflects on us students directly.

It has been said that the amount of students in america is roughly equal to the amount of honor students in India. This fact alone terrifys me. I feel that if we are able to specialize the educations of our individual students we would be able to actually contribute to the technological and philosophical expansions of the future. In order to stay inpar with these forign affairs, we need to stay at their level or even past it.

I was placed in the middle of a heated dispute this summer. To my left was a boy who explained to the table that his brother was gay and that he had been his entire life. To my right was a boots-wearen Texan who clearly thought gay people were not born with these thoughts. I wasn't about to get in the middle of this world war 3 of arguments, but I did decide to throw in one comment, "What you are both saying to each other are just your own opinions." Of course this momentarily made them simultaneously unite against me saying that their sides were fact and not opinion, and their opponents thoughts were false, incorrect, and clearly not supported by any facts as theirs was. I feel that we all are entitled to our own opinion and no matter what the common 'other' opinions are, an opinion can not be false.

We are nurtured into our opinions throughout our life's experiences. It makes sense that we would often feel very strongly about them, and even try to sway others with these. This is where the term Argument comes in. The goal of an argument is to have your opponent conform to your opinions so we can live in peace knowing they will be on your side when you are forcing the thoughts on someone else.

Everyday in psychology class when we learn I am thinking, "How much of this can be true, and how much is theory?" Of course that is the basic argument of psychology, but when is the line of theory vs. fact drawn? Subjects such as patriotism were once just an opinion that was argued against others to sway their loyalist views in order to back up their cause. Everything we see was once saw from the views of someone else and passed down onto us.

Orbital Alignments don't mean crap

I am a Scorpio. For the majority of my life it didn't matter and I didn't even care. For a while last year, I would read my horoscope everyday. It would determine my entire day because I honestly believed everything some random paragraph of text told me. If it told me that I was going to have a bad day of love, I went to school feeling lonely and avoided love. It was a time in my life when I was looking for guidance and I found it in a paragraph online.

I did find the guidance I was looking for, but it was not on some random hippy website, it was in myself. Some crappy random orbital alignment was not going to help me flirt with a cute girl. I needed to make the decisions myself and learn from them, not base my attitude off my horoscope.

When someone needs to listen to how to live their life from someone else, it could never be the most effective method they give. We all need to make our own decisions, and make our own life path. One of my favorite things I ever heard is, "Take my advice, don't take anyone's advice ever and make up your own."

My addiction to crack.. in CD rom form.

I have an addiction. I self diagnosed this addiction. It takes a told on my health, my social status, and my relation to my family, so it is very serious. Over eleven million other people in the world also suffer from this. My addiction is to world of warcraft. I've been an addict now for almost 4 years. Although I joke about it, there are some honest signs of addiction to it.

Addiction- the state of being enslaved to a habit or practice or to something that is psychologically or physically habit-forming (dictionary.com)

I play world of warcraft... a lot. Most likely I play every single day. The game is set up in such a way that the more you play it, the stronger of a character you become. There are quests that I am only able to do once per day, and doing these benefits my character as I acquire in game currency or a token of some kind that when I save up enough tokens I am able to spend them on shoulder plates with stronger stats. Everyone always wants to stay on top, and falling behind is always a risk.

I'm pretty much addicted, but some people use WoW like crack. A funny thing I saw once was on one of the world's best guild's websites, (planet earth.. not world of warcraft, and yes, there are world leading wow players) they had a banner on the top that said, "If you are going to try to apply to our guild, you better not have a job or a girlfriend." I was once in an "intense raiding guild". Most likely 5 or 6 nights a week we raided. 24 other people were just as addicted to me or even more addicted. Other people on the server we played on were jealous of our accomplishments. But accomplishments of what? Not going outside for 6 nights a week? I thought it was hell, and I did it for 2 months or more, I can't remember. I was demoted in the guild for not showing up to a 'progression raid' (when actually, I was just an hour late or two). I quit the guild out of rage and I was fed up with all that playing.

I don't know if it has hurt my work ethic, but I think it has stunted its progression. A few nights ago I got home at 9 from a college faire, and I did study for 30 minutes for my AP US quiz the next day, but I got pretty bored and so I logged on. Needless to say, I got an F on my quiz. It makes me wonder if I did not have access to this wow.exe file I would work on my work ethic. I have multiple times in the past deleted the game, even for a few months at a time. But I always end up relapsing again and redownloading it.

The main symptome of this addiction is boredom. Extreme boredom. It is almost pathetic just how bored I become when I do not have access to internet. My mind goes down the list of what to do..
1. World of warcraft
2. X box
3. Warcraft III
4. Youtube
5..... i do not have a long list but all these include internet. I almost go crazy it feels like when I don't have access to my precious bliss that is the internet. Isn't that was the definition of addiction was? Being enslaved to a habit, that habit is opening that wow.exe file and spending my time on it.

"So wait, does that mean....."

Everyday I have to experience the same thing. Someone always has to ask a question that I would consider obvious. I don't understand why someone would need to ask a question to a teacher when if they simply put A and B together they could answer their own question. I have realized that I have a skill some others do not have, a common sense.



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I feel like superman, that is if superman could realize common correlations between variables


I have fun trying to figure things out, but not so much math problems. I like to attempt to figure out riddles or even my favorite subject, people. I feel my 6th sense gives me a xray vision that enables me to be able to see through a wall that is, in all ways, blocking all of our other senses from passing. I am able to use my 5 senses to 'read' people. I see their body movements, in order to see if they fidget when I bring up a topic. I listen to their voice, because if I listen for something anything in any other tone than their regular tone. I interpret all these signs to convey what they are feeling at that moment. Whether a girl is trying to flirt with me, or someone is attempting to intimidate me, I can easily understand what they are trying to do. I call it common sense.

I do not understand why people are so blind to this sense. I do not understand why they cannot assume what is on the next page. Using current knowledge to assume future knowledge is what I define common sense as. Some may consider common sense as understanding knowledge and knowing basic principles, but it does go much further than that. Everyone should have the ability to go beyond plain thinking, and use logical thinking to create new thoughts. These new thoughts that I have explained are what I consider common sense. They are not creativity, nor are they just random sporadic thoughts. We all have these plain vanilla thoughts, but putting those A and B thoughts together and even maybe a C thought is common sense.

Smeg

So I was blog browseing last night and I came to a halorious blog, Mikey J in the Morning. He had the great idea of doing a random article on Wikipedia and blogging about it. It was halorious how he got some random chemicle formula that made no sense so he made sense out of it by useing the knowledge he had, as he concluded that in gangster hospitals they serve sugar.

So I think I should do this. My word is.....

Smeg (vulgarism)

Apparently the word Smeg was made popular by some british comedy show that would use the word smeg to replace vulgar words such as curse words, by inventing their own word. They would say stuff like 'you smeghead' or 'you're such a smeg'.

Everyone experiences vulgar vocabulary in middle school and high school, as it is unavoidable. Every I have succumbed to the level of these words. It makes me think how my mom always told me that "People who use bad words only use them because they don't have a broad enough vocabulary to substitute them for other words." Only recently I've start to narrow my vocab into less 'smeg' terms. I was around a guy who used smeg in almost every sentence it seemed. When we were working together he would say really rude things like "thats a smeg idea" or "wow you are really smeg". And I was really, really offended. It was the first time ever in my life I had been offended by noises. I even called him out for it by saying "Do you really need to use smeg in every sentence?" And he responded "smeg yeah". This again offended me. Why could he not see how it was not acceptable by me to talk like that? I understood, no one around him had ever called him out on it. Kids learn from an early age that it is not polite to tell other people what we think is wrong with that, so the kids let them use all the language they want and because of that we hear one person use smeg so much, that we use smeg ourselves.

I agree by what my mom says by saying these people don't have a wide vocab. The problem isn't with themselves though, it is with everyone else. No one calls them out for it, so when I call someone out for useing smeg makes me look like a smeghead. We just need a place for people like me who are opposed to the use of smeg and all smegusers are banned from. So I guess for now I'll just listen to smeg.

He uses buckets as accessories

Normally I wouldn't blog about something like this, but I feel it is necessary because I had such a good time. With my friend we went to the buckethead concert. He is this tall skinny creepy guy who wears a mask and a KFC bucket on his head.

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He is even cooler looking in person

The man is a beast at guitar. He goes on the stage and shreds his guitar for about an hour and a half. I moshed my way up to the front so I was pretty much in the front row. My favorite part (besides not being able to hear for two days) was watching him move his fingers. He was in some guitar magazine as one of the worlds best guitarists and shredders. He was amazing.

It made me wonder how someone could be so skilled in one craft. They devote their life to one instrument or something. Am I going to have to do that? I am figuring that I am going to have to do something like business or something lame in the same steps of my father. Trying to compare these two adults is tough. A high respected business man to a mask wearing guitarist. In a way they are the same. I don't know which path I am going to follow.

It scares me that after college or even highschool I will need to find this dedication to something. All through my life so far it has been 'just whatever' and 'i'll start over' but that phase is coming to an end soon in my life. I feel like there is little time left in the 'I still have time to reinvent myself phase'. To get places you can't be mediocre at everything you do, you need to excell in something. You don't see people starting their posts with pictures of Bill Gates saying "Man he is a beast at entrepeneurship" but he really is. I don't even know what is more acceptable today, being a famous celebrity or a top of the food chain businessman. I hear all the gossip about Kanye but I don't hear about all the other stuff going on in the world. The world is obsessed with crazy rapper and guitarists and not by what it should be obsessed with. I think I'm diving into the waters of crazy politicians claiming what's wrong with America and getting a little sidetracked.

This concert wasn't about getting handed an opened beer (which i shouldn't have drank) or all the big sweaty bearded guys around me, or even listening to Buckethead himself shred on the guitar, it was about my future. Am I going to be on the stage one day with some kid staring at my fingers? Or am I going to be the one who managed the rock band's tour? Life is like a big scary hallway that seems to get wider and narrower at the same time.

Dances (not the running man)

Kennedy Homecoming. One of the days of the school year where we get to look nice and sophisticated and go out to eat at a nice restaurants, the boys try to act like gentlemen, and the girls giggle as the boys open the doors for them. Only later as the night goes on that the sophistication turns into mass grinding and mass sweaty bodies all too close to each other.

Every school dance i've gone to I had a date. Almost every single time weeks before the dances I was apprehensive to who I was going to go with. "Well I need someone who is fun.. someone who can dance... someone who I want to go out to eat with... someone who is compatible with who i want to go out to eat with..." all that jazz was incorporated into who i was going to ask. Really this is all superfluous (that is one of my favorite words). I never regretted asking who I asked to the dance, I just regretted asking a girl in general. I feel an obligation towards this person and they probably feel the same way towards me. I can't just leave her cause I'm getting bored of watching a mass of sweaty people moving in unison, I have to stay until the end when it is acceptable to leave. This makes me think that I would have enjoyed not going with a date. Allthough this sounds bullet proof, I have at least one reason why it isn't workable. How can I answer the question, "Who are you going to homecoming with?"

I feel bad for girls that really want dates but no one asks them. My mom tried to hook me up with a date to another school dance (yeah, my mom, really.) because all the young girls friends had dates and she didn't. Her mom and my mom joined forces against me and tried to get me to go with her. I said no (not to the girl, to my mom). The reason why I think I can leave someone hanging like that is because you should not be taught that you should be forced to go with someone who you see once a year rather then go with no one. It is more important to realize you don't need a date, rather then be someones pity date, to be blunt.

All the high school dances are the same to me, except for olive garden or biaggis, and photo pose A or photo pose B.

Facebook Creeping

Almost every single time I open firefox, I do the same thing. I click on my Facebook quicklink at the top of my screen and log in. It is almost a subconscious response I have. Really Facebook is a great thing, keeping in touch with friends, all the great social aspects of it. We all have a facebook, so you know what it can do. But one thing that usually comes up as a joke is an almost "creepy" matter- Facebook Creepin'.

Facebook Creep (verb) - "to look up persons whom you are not related or affiliated with and/or have no intention of being friends with in real life because of some amount of potential weirdness, hotness, lameness or other limiting factor" (urbandictionary.com, one of my favorites)

Even I have constantly pressed the right arrow on my keypad to skip through pictures of people I know or sometimes hardly even know. It seems we are always interested in other peoples lives. They say that every time you get your photo taken, it takes some of your soul, so some of my facebook friends must have little to nothing left of their soul, because their photo counts have surpassed even 2000. This is the worst to facebook creep, because its always just a few girls taking random pictures of themselves usually just next to each other making a stupid face. It is only because they feel the need to make their picture count even higher.
What I consider scary (and I'm sure moms do also) is actual internet stalkers. (a couple steps above facebook creepin') . What facebook has done is just made it a thousand times easier to do. You can view over 2000 pictures of a single person sometimes. Even when they decide to show it, you can see their address, phone numbers, school, and much much more! And who is to say that looking through hundreds of pictures of the same person is ok? Facebook allows us to do that now.
One of my other thoughts about Facebook are some of the things people upload onto it. What I was taught was that if something wasn't appropiate infront of your grandma, you shouldn't be doing it... apparently some people have some scandelous grandmas. Mostly when girls put their profile picture as something revealing. I do always laugh at the guys who are like 'damn girl u so fine in dat bikini' and then her responding "oh hahaha thx~~<3"But it does bring up some 'inappropriate names' to match their 'inappropriate picture' which I personally think fits just fine. They are also showing off to all the stalkers because when you set a picture of yourself to a profile picture almost anyone can see it. They are just baiting themselves as targets to these creepers.

Just like in that essay by Montaigne- "We can only misuse good things"

Handshakes, Seperation, and Conformity

Over the summer I attended a business and entrepeneur camp type of deal at Stanford University in California. I did learn a ton about of business and starting a business, but meeting the kids at the camp was even more fun. The teens here were much more mature then you find at a typical highschool (which I think was due to the high entrance fee). The first two days was good because it was everyone saying "Hello, I'm John. Nice to meet you!" Followed by a handshake. The amount of weak handshakes I got was staggering. It made me think that no matter how confident you are, a weak handshake can totally destroy that swagger you are giving off.
I noticed a interest start to form between two of my group members. (really the whole group did.. we all joked about how they were always together). It wasn't all positive talk. None of us liked this guy because he was a too cool for school boarding school kid who really flaunted his money and thought he was better then us. We devised a plan for the bus ride to Yahoo Inc. One of the loudest talkers in the group was going to distract him about our business plan after the girl had gotten on the bus, and we were going to surround her so he wouldn't be able to sit by her. The plan worked perfectly and he sat alone near the front of the bus. Later on in the week she realized our group dislike for this guy she had been always walking with and chatting to. She started to seperate herself from him, such as saying things like "Oh look whose coming to sit by us" at lunch and "Why does he always come and walk by me?"
I'm not going to try to hint what was happening like in those essays we've been reading. She was changing her own thoughts to the same as the majority of the people around her.
Why do the maturest of kids I've ever met still fall into the catagory of immature? Because I don't think this is a matter of maturity. I am sure there are adults whom have done the exact same thing. I once saw a scientific experiment by Solomon Asch which had 5 people in a room and they would show them a picture. The picture had a line on it with 3 lines next to it, one the same length, and the other two obviously a different length. But the part that made it interesting was that 4 of the 5 people were not actually in the experiment, but were actors that on purpose gave the wrong answer. At least 25% of all the people that were tested gave at least one wrong answer because the rest of the people were.
So why do these people do this? Too be honest I do not know. I'm no psychologist, I just think that they think they might just hurt the other persons hand.

You get the best of both worlds

I play video games. I play lots. It's one true and only past time. I play them all; from World of Warcraft to Grand Theft Auto, to Halo. When I was telling my mom that the release date of Call of Duty: Modern Warfare 2 comes out on November 10th, she asked me how I knew a fact like that. It was hard to explain to her, but video games are my life. I am in the 'gamer world'. The gamer world is a state of mind, because I just am always interested in something that allows me to control with my fingers and will put me in a virtual world of my own.
I am sure an outsider of my world would think that this 'gamer world' is actually only a computer or a xbox in a basement, but it is much more then that. It is distant lands where I can gather other forces in order to slay a giant dragon 200 times my size. Something like this requires a group of these 'gamers'. Common morals lye between these warriors, we understand it cannot be done alone. 'In real life' the only place we can see cooperation like this is on the news. It is always being done on these 'fake lives'.
'Fake lives' is a wrong term to consider these lives. It is not just some computer chips that you control, it is a three dimensional reality. I would not even go as far to say it is a fake reality, but a second reality.
Many times I have been asked the question, "Why do you waste your life on that game?" It's rather simple really, I choose to partake in a second life. "What do you gain from playing that?" This ones a little tougher to answer. I gain nothing really, but let me tell you what a DO gain. My character becomes more skilled, stronger, a more prestigious warrior of his city. "Why don't you just learn something like an instrument?" I could, but my swat team is counting on me to help them disarm the bomb the terrorists planted.
Living these two realities is not always easy. A balance must be formed between the two. While I must attend school, I feel an obligation to help those other 39 warriors slay that dragon. The most obvious way a nongamer would think is that, homework should come first, the dragon can wait. That is not the case sometimes, because when the infestation zombie survivors are not going to survive until the helicopter comes, it appears that homework can wait until after. That is where the balance comes in, and yes, it is sometimes hard to do. I mostly figure out when I am not doing one, I am forced to focus on the other. It tends to work for me.
I think I am lucky to live the lives I do. I know the amount of days I've spent on my second life, and I don't think I've wasted any of them not being in my first life.
Oh you were at football practice? While you were doing that the Titans who created the world I live in sent an observer down to judge whether or not the world was worth having life on, and I was forced to destroy him to save all mankind.

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