But they look kind of cool.
Wednesday, July 31, 2013
I Was Productive in High School
I honestly don't even know what's going on in the majority of my doodles.
Tuesday, July 30, 2013
There's a Spider on my Shower Curtain
It's brown. About the size of a quarter. I'm pretty sure it's still there.
Honestly, I didn't have a problem with it at first... not until it started moving. It was on the outside of the curtain; I was perfectly safe inside the shower. I even leaned in close to get a better look. I wish I'd had a camera in there. The underside of a spider, that close, is a bit unreal. Maybe it has something to do with the fact that I watched The Amazing Spider-man again last night, but I was more drawn in than scared.
Of course, I had to finish washing my hair, so I ignored it for a moment to lather in my conditioner. I closed my eyes for one second, and it disappeared! I was worried at first that it had fallen off the curtain onto the edge of the tub. I naturally assumed it must be planning to sneak behind the curtain and make a meal of my feet while I scream for help and beg him (or her... I'm not an expert on bug anatomy) to think of my family. In another few seconds, however, that fantasy was dismissed when I saw it once again, this time near the top of the curtain. It went up?! Did it? Or did it actually fall, and this is in fact just another spider coming to jump on my face, therefore putting me up against a double-sided attack of the arachnemeses?
Nah, it's the same spider. I finished shampooing pretty quickly. Even if it was the same spider, I'd rather be attacked at my feet than my face. My feet can always run away... or stomp. My face just screams... which honestly would just make it easier for the creature to torment me. It's like when I tell Nugget to stop licking me and he sticks his tongue in my mouth. You know?
I got out of the shower and rushed away to my room. I used to be that brave kid that would kill a bug if it looked me in the eye... at least, well... okay, maybe not. But I would kill a bug for my sister, if she asked. She's the one that gets scared. Not me!
Honestly, I don't know why I don't just kill it. Maybe I am afraid that if I mess with it, it'll fight back. Maybe I just don't like the idea of knocking a spider off the shower curtain onto the floor where it would have a much easier time of getting to my feet. Or maybe some small part of me just doesn't like killing things. I don't really mind sharing my bathroom with a spider, so long as it stays out of my way. And out of my bathrobe. I wouldn't go so far as to say that killing a spider is a sin; we kill all sorts of animals to eat and survive off of. I would try to kill a bear if it attacked me. Well, maybe. I'd probably just run away, actually, but you know, if I had awesome bear-killing skills, I wouldn't be opposed to it.
It's self-defense, right?
I guess maybe it's okay to kill a spider sometimes. It might be poisonous. Maybe it could bite me and kill me. Maybe it would cause me to start shooting webs out of my hands, and then I would just have way too much responsibility what with the world-saving and what-not that goes into that sort of thing. But maybe... you know... if it's not hurting anyone... why kill it? It's a bug. Their lives are short enough anyway. I'd rather not get involved.
Honestly, I didn't have a problem with it at first... not until it started moving. It was on the outside of the curtain; I was perfectly safe inside the shower. I even leaned in close to get a better look. I wish I'd had a camera in there. The underside of a spider, that close, is a bit unreal. Maybe it has something to do with the fact that I watched The Amazing Spider-man again last night, but I was more drawn in than scared.
Of course, I had to finish washing my hair, so I ignored it for a moment to lather in my conditioner. I closed my eyes for one second, and it disappeared! I was worried at first that it had fallen off the curtain onto the edge of the tub. I naturally assumed it must be planning to sneak behind the curtain and make a meal of my feet while I scream for help and beg him (or her... I'm not an expert on bug anatomy) to think of my family. In another few seconds, however, that fantasy was dismissed when I saw it once again, this time near the top of the curtain. It went up?! Did it? Or did it actually fall, and this is in fact just another spider coming to jump on my face, therefore putting me up against a double-sided attack of the arachnemeses?
Nah, it's the same spider. I finished shampooing pretty quickly. Even if it was the same spider, I'd rather be attacked at my feet than my face. My feet can always run away... or stomp. My face just screams... which honestly would just make it easier for the creature to torment me. It's like when I tell Nugget to stop licking me and he sticks his tongue in my mouth. You know?
I got out of the shower and rushed away to my room. I used to be that brave kid that would kill a bug if it looked me in the eye... at least, well... okay, maybe not. But I would kill a bug for my sister, if she asked. She's the one that gets scared. Not me!
Honestly, I don't know why I don't just kill it. Maybe I am afraid that if I mess with it, it'll fight back. Maybe I just don't like the idea of knocking a spider off the shower curtain onto the floor where it would have a much easier time of getting to my feet. Or maybe some small part of me just doesn't like killing things. I don't really mind sharing my bathroom with a spider, so long as it stays out of my way. And out of my bathrobe. I wouldn't go so far as to say that killing a spider is a sin; we kill all sorts of animals to eat and survive off of. I would try to kill a bear if it attacked me. Well, maybe. I'd probably just run away, actually, but you know, if I had awesome bear-killing skills, I wouldn't be opposed to it.
It's self-defense, right?
I guess maybe it's okay to kill a spider sometimes. It might be poisonous. Maybe it could bite me and kill me. Maybe it would cause me to start shooting webs out of my hands, and then I would just have way too much responsibility what with the world-saving and what-not that goes into that sort of thing. But maybe... you know... if it's not hurting anyone... why kill it? It's a bug. Their lives are short enough anyway. I'd rather not get involved.
Huh. Looks like he got away.
Sunday, July 28, 2013
The Golden Rule Should be Silver
This day in diary history:
7/28/08
"I'm not much of a diary keeper... I typically can't keep one going for more than a few days. However, I do from time to time have sudden revelations, and those I've had in the last few days seemed particularly significant, so I felt the need to write them down.
"'How cruel is the golden rule?' is the first line of a song by the popular band Fall Out Boy, but you might find my context to be slightly different." [The song is called Golden. Go figure.]
"I can't relate to the golden rule. It works in most cases, so it's fine to teach preschoolers because if they happen upon an instance where it wouldn't work, it's easily forgotten because four-year-olds get mad at people for harsh rules too much to hold a grudge about a little correction for very long. But for those of us who have mastered the golden rule, it's best to change it on occasion to 'treat others the way they want to be treated.' Even then, it's best to use your own judgement in a given situation to word your responses in a way that wouldn't offend that particular person. It can be very complicated.
"When I was younger, a common smart-alack comment I would make was that I wouldn't mind if someone said that to me. Teachers didn't understand that I was being completely honest and were lost as to how to explain to me how to treat people. [Wow! That's a sentence... Oh, me.] In most cases, I know anyway and learned to do so as I matured.
"So I suppose the real problem is that people don't all think the same. I'm definitely an exception to the norm when it comes to thoughts and feelings. I'm reminded of a quote from the book Twilight. [Please forgive my young self.] Bella often answered simple questions with deep and sophisticated answers, as I often do in order to make the conversation more interesting -- which I suppose was Stephanie Meyer's literary motivation for doing so. (I really ought to write a book). [Agreed. Working on it.] In this case, Bella responded to Edward's complaints about darkness by saying, 'I like dark. Without the dark, we'd never see the stars.' [Okay. Still love that quote.] It's followed by a sarcastic comment to keep from getting too deep into that, [Like my blog posts!] but I still caught the deeper meaning.
"This is more personal, but I find my life to be too perfect. My problems are never big enough. Scary as it may sound to other people, I dream of catastrophic events and horribly sad events that would cause depression. When reading Twilight, I caught that line and realized it was exactly what I was feeling. I long for something horrible to happen so I can prove to myself how strong I am because of God. I know I could handle it, which is why my life is hard because it's so easy. Naturally, most people don't want their lives to be worse, proving that if I treat them the way I want to be treated, they won't enjoy it the way I would/wouldn't. It's very hard to explain, but the simple truth of the matter is, the golden rule should be silver because it doesn't always work."
~14-year-old me.
7/28/08
"I'm not much of a diary keeper... I typically can't keep one going for more than a few days. However, I do from time to time have sudden revelations, and those I've had in the last few days seemed particularly significant, so I felt the need to write them down.
"'How cruel is the golden rule?' is the first line of a song by the popular band Fall Out Boy, but you might find my context to be slightly different." [The song is called Golden. Go figure.]
"I can't relate to the golden rule. It works in most cases, so it's fine to teach preschoolers because if they happen upon an instance where it wouldn't work, it's easily forgotten because four-year-olds get mad at people for harsh rules too much to hold a grudge about a little correction for very long. But for those of us who have mastered the golden rule, it's best to change it on occasion to 'treat others the way they want to be treated.' Even then, it's best to use your own judgement in a given situation to word your responses in a way that wouldn't offend that particular person. It can be very complicated.
"When I was younger, a common smart-alack comment I would make was that I wouldn't mind if someone said that to me. Teachers didn't understand that I was being completely honest and were lost as to how to explain to me how to treat people. [Wow! That's a sentence... Oh, me.] In most cases, I know anyway and learned to do so as I matured.
"So I suppose the real problem is that people don't all think the same. I'm definitely an exception to the norm when it comes to thoughts and feelings. I'm reminded of a quote from the book Twilight. [Please forgive my young self.] Bella often answered simple questions with deep and sophisticated answers, as I often do in order to make the conversation more interesting -- which I suppose was Stephanie Meyer's literary motivation for doing so. (I really ought to write a book). [Agreed. Working on it.] In this case, Bella responded to Edward's complaints about darkness by saying, 'I like dark. Without the dark, we'd never see the stars.' [Okay. Still love that quote.] It's followed by a sarcastic comment to keep from getting too deep into that, [Like my blog posts!] but I still caught the deeper meaning.
"This is more personal, but I find my life to be too perfect. My problems are never big enough. Scary as it may sound to other people, I dream of catastrophic events and horribly sad events that would cause depression. When reading Twilight, I caught that line and realized it was exactly what I was feeling. I long for something horrible to happen so I can prove to myself how strong I am because of God. I know I could handle it, which is why my life is hard because it's so easy. Naturally, most people don't want their lives to be worse, proving that if I treat them the way I want to be treated, they won't enjoy it the way I would/wouldn't. It's very hard to explain, but the simple truth of the matter is, the golden rule should be silver because it doesn't always work."
~14-year-old me.
Saturday, July 27, 2013
Wednesday, July 24, 2013
Creepy Hugs Don't Give Me Butterflies
I've created this blog to convince myself to blog consistently. My strategy: don't pigeonhole your stupid blog. I get that blogs with a theme "do better" when you're trying to market, but screw that. My life is interesting. Don't believe me? Five fun facts about me:
1. I am afraid of chalk. It's called cretaphobia. I'm also pretty sure I invented that word.
2. I had cancer one time.
3. I am a ginger. I have two soles, thank you very much.
4. I have a world of imaginary friends. This is okay because I write novels. Or so they tell me.
5. I'm double-majoring in English and Psych. My favorite subject in school has always been math.
6. Counting is my favorite.
I'm not going to tell you what to expect because I can only get a blurry read on the future, and I prefer to keep my successful predictions to myself and the close friends I brag to. But there will be obscure TV and movie references. There are always obscure TV and movie references.
1. I am afraid of chalk. It's called cretaphobia. I'm also pretty sure I invented that word.
2. I had cancer one time.
3. I am a ginger. I have two soles, thank you very much.
4. I have a world of imaginary friends. This is okay because I write novels. Or so they tell me.
5. I'm double-majoring in English and Psych. My favorite subject in school has always been math.
6. Counting is my favorite.
I'm not going to tell you what to expect because I can only get a blurry read on the future, and I prefer to keep my successful predictions to myself and the close friends I brag to. But there will be obscure TV and movie references. There are always obscure TV and movie references.
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