I got pulled over

They say, "Don't drive in the fast lane if you are going to go the speed limit" However, they forgot to say "ONLY DO THIS IF YOU REALIZE YOU ARE CAPABLE OF GETTING PULLED OVER!" Guess what happened to me. Yeah, for the second time in my life I got pulled over for speeding by a copper. The first time was for 11 over, and the nice officer let me off with a verbal warning (love). But this time it was a little different.

I will start by saying that the route I was on was an off route because of road work. And on a little more pathetic side, my friends mom had told me not to speed on that road because cops had been pulling pissed off people over that had been speeding through that area. I fit the description- pissed off person speeding. When I looked in my rear view I saw the lights and thought "fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu..." Unlucky for me, this was another high school's prom night, and apparently alcohol is consumed primarily on prom night. Oh yeah, did I mention this was an hour passed my driving curfew? 1:15 in the morning, ha. The officer made me get out of the car. Holy crap. It is actually sort of cool hearing a cop say to you, "I'm going to need you to step out of the car." Just like in the movies. But I was a little too star struck, because he asked me if it was ok if he patted me down. What do I say to that? No? So I asked if I needed to put my hands on my car and he kinda looked at me funny. Note to self: patting down doesn't need to have hands on the car. After feeling me up, he told me that he was only letting me off with a warning, 40 in a 30. I basically thanked jesus at that moment. 10 over an hour past curfew, and I got a warning.

So, I don't think I deserved the warning. I deserved a speeding ticket to be honest. I am not sure if my license would have been revoked, but I guess I am thankful for a cop with a generous heart. Let's be honest here, I am probably going to speed again sometime soon. It is hard to not do that. Maybe this lesson will teach me every time I look at my speedometer, and then it will resulting with me tapping the breaks. I guess I am glad that some people break the stereotypes- a cop that let me off easy. I appreciate it officer.


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ADDICTION: Mountain Dew

I have been trying and trying and trying to quit drinking mountain dew. I have many reasons why I am trying to quit this addiction. Yes, it is actually an addiction of mine. I didn't used to think it was an addiction, however, I attempted to quit cold turkey-style. 'Going cold turkey' is just totally 100% stopping. Mainly, it means no gradual decline of habit use. To be completely honest, it isn't working that well.

I first realized I was addicted to this soda pop drink not too long ago. I used to pour the stuff down my throat without thinking anything. And I first decided to quit when I starting being a little bit healthier. I substituted it for propel, which actually worked a little because I think it was the artificial sugars that I was addicted to. And actually I didn't drink any pop at all for like a month. Yet, I decided to relapse a little bit and drink one, and then one more didn't hurt, and then one more didn't hurt, and then I think you get the point. I relapsed.... on mountain dew. how pathetic is that? Every sense then, I have been attempting to quit drinking it again. And as sadly as this sounds, the longest I have gone is 2 and a half days.

So about quitting, I think the hardest way to go about doing it is cold turkey, and damnit I don't even think it's effective. It just makes me want it more and more. I think a gradual decline is a better tactic. But however, I think forcing a quit of a habit doesn't work very well ever, I think the way to go is by finding some sort of motivation for quitting, like when I stopped drinking all those calories it made me lose weight (true story by the way!). So, I think the way to better yourself from your nasty dirty habits is finding those little small motivations that will keep you moving in the right and just direction. Whether it be a competition, or if it is to get buffer faster, motivation is key, not force.


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awkward

So from being in many awkward situations, I learn how to avoid awkward situations. Awkward silences are the worst. There is nothing at all that I dread more when speaking to someone. When I say something expecting a response yet no response is given, how awkward! So i learned several ways and techniques to avoid awkward situations.

First, you gotta think before speaking. You need to know which stories are funny, and which make you look like a freak. That is what it comes down to, how your stories make you look. For example, if I give a story about how my friends and I were in a closet at a friends house when her mom came home, that's a pretty damn funny story. HOWEVER- don't ever tell the story of when the dentist found some food stuck in your teeth and asked how long it had been there. You have no idea, I even wondered how it got there!! No, this was a bad story. The wide eyed stairs you receive from a story like this means that it is awkward, sorry. So you need to think before telling a story, does it make you look worse off? Think about your audience and purpose. Is your audience going to think this is funny? Or are they the ones to give you the wtf-look? And your purpose, is it to merely inform a story? Or is it actually to be funny? Because usually the bad stories are the ones with no real purpose!

Yet, like I said, the way to learn is to be put in the awkward situations. It happens to the best of us, but due to my mass amounts of experience, I know how to get out of a situation when put in it! To be honest, just keep talking. But not about the 'awkward' situation, you need to in a subtle manner change the subject. Explain how the story you WERE giving leads to THIS story! THIS story is good! Boring is not awkward, yet boring is a situation you'd rather be in!

Practice makes perfect. Practice avoids awkwardness! Talk talk talk talk! However, don't talk TOO much, because then you're annoying! Another tip- sometimes moments arn't usually awkward until you say it's awkward. the power is in your hands!!!


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I'm a guy. No, seriously.

Yeah, the title explains it. I am a guy. I was in a heated debate with a friend, if it was easier being a dude or a dudeette. Actually, it wasn't a debate really, she was saying it was easier to be a guy and I pretty much agreed.

REASONS WHY IT IS GREAT TO BE A GUY:

1. I get to scratch my butt in public. Apparently women actually don't allow themselves to do this, and honestly I have never even thought anything of it. I scratch my butt in the middle of the hall ways, however, I avoid intense scratching of volume or depth, as that passes the line into creepy.

2. Every morning when I look in the mirror, I think, "Damn, I'm one sexy hunk." I could care less what other people think of me, the more girth a man has, the more volume and density, which is almost practically related to muscle. If I flex my guns and something is there, then holy crap, I've been working out too much and might need to slow down.

3. I love my hair. The more simple hair gets on a guy, the more girls like it. It is a little known fact that I am sharing with the world. You don't see girls chasing dudes with dreadlocks, but ones with shaved heads. I don't gotta spend an hour every morning seducing a straightener, I just make sure it isn't bedhead and I am good to go.

4. I get to avoid tampons. Tampons scare me.

5. Whenever I am wearing nice professional attire clothes, I get to do something crazy. And when I say crazy, I mean crazy. By the end of the night, I go from business to party simply by removing my tie and putting around the forehead like a headband. Oh yeah, party on dudes.

lumberjacks are so manly

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studystudystudy

Well, I have blogged about this topic before and it looks like I am about to do it again. But this, it is actually sort of serious. Procrastination- it has gotten pretty bad. My procrastination is seeming to be sort of a serious manner for me. I have 2 more AP tests coming up and this was my weekend to study for them. What did I do this weekend to pass my time? You have two options, I either, A: Studied. or B: Played video games. If you guessed A, you are incorrect, sorry! Well, to be honest, I tried to study, and I just got bored.

The fact that studying, for me, can become such a drudgery and become so boring I think is actually a pretty major problem. I mean, I would get out the easiest form of studying psychology terms, flashcards. Yet, after a few I would wonder what I could be doing on the video games right now. The logical fallacies fly through my head, such as "I could totally be accomplishing things right now on the video games." When in real life, I am only logging onto these to avoid the dreaded flipping of flash cards.

So this is sort of my self-help post. I think I could study better if I turned off the computer, and after this blog I am going to! I could also study better if I could focus more, so maybe caffeine would solve the problem of tiredness. Maybe sitting in a new spot, such as on the couch and rather then at the computer, because we learned in psych that sitting in your usual procrastination and laziness spot does not help! I think I am going to shower first, I am not sure, but I feel it might help. Definitely, no television (I already tried, don't judge me!) Honestly, the one thing this will boil down to is self-determination. I think I will think of someone who I know is extremely self-determined and I am jealous of, and it might help motivate me to try to be the same.

Thank god writing this post took me just a little bit of time to get away from studying!


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Potatoes

So last night i was playing an online game. It was a game that potatoes fly across the screen and you need to count them. It starts to get intense when potatoes start flying really fast across the screen, and also carrots and cabbages fly across the screen and you can't count them. The part that motivated me to play this fucking stupid game for fucking 2 hours was that I was part of a 'competition' type sort of thing. I needed to get a score of 155 potatoes in order to beat this 'high score'. So after an extreme potato counting session for almost 2 hours, I decided I was only to do only one more round. I actually even put the mouse on the top corner X in order to stop my minor addiction to projectile potatoes. The final round: it was the final showdown. This was it, it was for all the marbles. I actually started off really well, and then I scored a 176!!! A 176! I BEAT IT! I was euphoric! I fist pumped the air and clicked send score. And it replyed with "ERROR: Your score was not processed, close the browser and try again."..........................wtf are you kidding me? The shit broke down on me. I stood up, kicked absolutely nothing but the air and started talking to myself, "I don't care what that game says! I am a winner!" and other vulgar phrases like, "That game ain't got shit on me!" Never before have such profanity came out because of aerial potatoes.

So that entire night I was just grinning out of a defense mechanism because I had so epicly won, yet so epicly failed due to not my part. It made me wonder, this was such an achievement for me, yet I had nothing to show for it. Almost any time I have achieved something, I have had something to show for it. I guess that is why they give out trophies at the end of soccer games, so that the little kiddies can put it up on their mantle. Yet, I got nothing. But, I was pleasently surprized at my reaction. I actually sort of enjoyed just knowing that I did something that no one will ever know I did (unless you read this blog post.) This was an even less physical rewarding experience then volunteering. Volunteering you know that you are helping someone, and sometimes that someone will thank you. No, this was just a personal goal that I achieved with flying colors, yet it again was something that does not even exist.

The only thing I am leaving with out of this experience is that I am a winner. And yes, being a winner feels good. There was no losers here, but I was a winner. And yes, a virtual game does not have 'shit' on me either. Hell yeah.


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Inanimate Objects Making Money

So recently I have been playing the trading card game, Magic The Gathering (I know it is super nerdy, don't judge me!) And in order to complete my total badass deck of cards, I need to get 4 of a specific card to put in... however... inorder to buy this card I would need to spend 20 dollars on it... 20 dollars on each. individual. card. I'm not stupid and I am NOT about to do this, but it makes me wonder because I know someone who is not as economically savvy as I might spend that much on these tiny pieces of paper. That is all they are... tiny pieces of paper. How can these tiny pieces of paper with a picture and writing on them be worth 80 dollars? Some even go up to 50 dollars individually. It is stupid how they are so expensive.

This sort of reminds me of an online video game I used to play. On this game, the founders created a system of 'donations.' If you 'donated' to the game, you would in return gain a virtual item. (I think they only called it donations due to avoid taxes, but that is irrelevant!) So unlike buying the card, when you spent this money online, you would gain absolutely nothing in real life. Zero. The company was making absolutely 100% profit... off of nothing. And some people would spend a lot of money from these virtual 'donations.'

So I ask, is it really worth it to buy nothing in a physical form? I used to be a little bit more naive, and tell myself that this donation is the price of 'fun.' A price on fun sounds a little rediculous, I mean the game was free in the first place, yet in order to keep it free people need to 'donate'. I don't think some things like these games should be free, I feel that people should pay to operate them, because the company is paying to keep the server up in the first place. I do believe fun has a cost, and I don't believe that some people can pay their way to fun. I think the people who get the benefits from the bonus inanimate items should be the people who people vote are the most caring! Rather then the rich moguls gaining perks, the good people would! A just world phenomenon! Maybe I am still naive.


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