Red means stop.

Well this isn't really like a random thought. It's more of news of what happened to me and a friend yesterday. I was at a conference for National Council of Youth Leadership out at Kirkwood and I rode with one of my friends. As we were leaving and driving back to the high school we got stopped by a red light just like the three cars in front of us did. We were stopped for probably fifteen seconds before we heard the squealing of the rubber tires coming closer and closer towards our ears. Then we look at each other and CRRUUNCH went the back of her car. Our heads flew forward right along with her car. We hit the car in front of her, but luckily it had no damage. However, the back of my friends car was cracked and damaged. It looked like the piece of the puzzle that looks like it should fit, but it just won't actually come together. Our heads were throbbing and my friends' neck was extremely sore. After going through the process of calling the police and discussing all the insurance information with the nineteen year old guy that hit us, we were back on the road and heading to the school again. We went to our school trainer to see if she could diagnose us with the symptoms that we were having and she couldn't. Since insurance was involved we had to go to the doctor. I did what the trainer said and my dad took me to the doctor. The doctor was concerned that my headache was getting worse and I was feeling off balanced when I walked. Unfortunately since she was so concerned, I was sent to the hospital! A little ridiculous I thought for just having a headache. Once I arrived at the hospital I was sent to the Emergency Room, once again a little far fetched, and I was given a wrist band with my name on it. Probably my favorite part of the whole day, I have the wrist band on my keys now. It's a good thing that I wasn't seriously in need of assistance because I sat there for about ten minutes waiting to get called into this little see through glass room. They asked me the same questions the doctor did, and in the end they told me I was fine. I knew I was fine the whole time, but they were being so over protective and I was getting irritated with it. Anyways, that was my eventful day yesterday. My advice is don't drive on Kirkwood Boulevard if someone in a blueish-grey car is behind you.

IM BACK.

I'm back! It's been awhile since I've last posted so I apologize immensley. I had a great summer filled with softball every single day. Although it may seem like I'm complaining and being sarcastic, I'm not. Softball was actually fun this year and we did the best we have ever done before! We even accomplished this without our regular assistant coach. She had to move to Germany for a year because of business reasons so we were accompanied by another coach for the season! It was fun and enjoyable getting to learn the different skills and life lessons that the other coach taught us, but we all stilled missed our original coach. Anyways enough about the details. Our original coach will be coming  back next season and the replacement coach won't be. The replacement coach got another coaching opportunity and she decided to take it. It'll be weird without her, but I'm sure she'll come visit. Hopefully she will anyways. She was really nice and fun! Well enough about softball.
Now that I'm back on the web, expect something everyday! I'm going to try and write something every day of the school week, so lets hope that I don't fail. Anyways hope you all enjoyed your summer and the rest of your day. Just remember I'm back so come and visit my website.

Distant Distractions

I am one of those people that get distracted extremely easily. It's nice sometimes but other times it just sucks. Not being able to focus while a teacher is giving instructions or explanations makes things a little bit more difficult, but keeping your brain entertained just by turning your head and watching the squirrel climb up the tree definitely has its benefits. Being distracted by little things keeps me on my toes at all times. The littlest things are usually distractions for me. I wonder why some people get so distracted while others just stay focused on something for hours and hours. If I get bored enough listening to someone talk, I can get entertained by little cracks or doodles on the desk I'm sitting at or on the walls near me. Distractions effect most people, but everyone gets distracted by different things. Some people get distracted by little things, some get distracted by large things. Some get distracted by both, like me. Hopefully I distracted you ;)

Tingling sensation and watering eyes, all for nothing.

Where do sneezes go? When you get that tingling sensation that is almost about to shoot through your nose and slobber shooting from your mouth. The tingle and the watering eyes is all of a sudden is gone.  How does something so strong just disappear? Maybe you swallow your sneeze or it just comes out slowly from breathing. Honestly, I wish that the sneeze would just come out. I hate getting all prepared to sneeze with my arm moving towards my face. Also standing there with watery eyes that are starting to slightly close, with a wide open mouth doesn't make you look like the most attractive person in the world. I wanna find out where those sneezes are disappearing to.

Only the nose knows

That thing right in the middle of your face. The thing that has two holes underneath of it. Yep, you guessed it... I'm talking about your nose. Noses are a wonderful thing to have. They help you smell those cookies that your mom is cooking in the oven or that terrible stench coming from down the hall where your dad just walked out. It helps you smell the good, the bad, and the completely disgusting. It can warn you from things and it can even help you move towards something. Everyone wants to be around something that smells good. The biggest thing I'm curious to know is, "what does your nose smell like?" Will you ever get to smell your own nose? It seems like the only thing you should be able to smell is the inside of your nose since it's right there. Do noses smell like flesh? Or do they smell like a delicious blueberry pie? We should be able to know what the inside of our noses smell like. It just seems like it's fair considering it's what helps us smell so much.

Social Society

Driving home from work, I was sitting at a red light. As the cars were driving across my path, my eyes wandered to the inside of the vehicle to what each person was doing. First, there was a silver shiny car, with a blonde haired woman sitting in the drivers seat. She was barely paying attention to where she was going she was so wrapped up in how she was looking. Her eyes were stuck on the rear view that she was looking at herself in. Her left hand was lightly touching the steering wheel as her right hand was combing through her hair, messing with her eyelashes and making sure she looked good. This blonde haired girl was obsessing over her appearance more than she was her safety and those around her. The next car that drove through the intersection was a smaller, dark green car. It was a younger, brown haired boy. His eyes were obviously looking down and then I saw it. It was in his hand. The touch screen cellphone was being played with while he was driving. For this boy driving past me, technology and being in touch with his friends at all times was more important than the red light that he didn't even know he was passing through.

Just Wave and Smile

Walking down the street and a car honks at you. The natural reaction is to wave and smile, assuming that you know them. Then as you keep walking and the car passes you, you realize that you have no idea at all who that was! People always seem to look at the negative aspects of other people, but sometimes we need to look at the positive. Sometimes people are nice and can be friendly. Yesterday for instance, I was trying to get over while I was driving and a car just sped up and kept doing his thing. Lets just say that a few not so nice words and gestures were thrown out when he passed me. But then this nice guy in a white car slowed down and let me into the other lane. He left me in a much better mood than what I was in a few seconds before. Anytime I'm just in a sad mood, I wave at random people on the street. It sounds kind of strange, but I love seeing peoples reactions. A majority of people wave back and smile, occasionally you'll get the people who don't and just look confused. I find it to be entertaining though. So the next time you get honked at, just smile and wave because you might be improving an upset persons day!

Adjectives, Nouns, Verbs, Bad Words

What is the point of creating words that are considered 'bad words'? Swear words are just like any other part of speech and they can be used to emphasize certain things. When people are angry or just not in the greatest of mood, words that are 'bad' can help show how someone is feeling. People say these words and use them, but other people think they are just plain ridiculous and shouldn't come out of anybodies mouth. Who even put those certain words into there very own category of 'bad words'? Its extremely unnecessary. I feel like if it's a word that was created, you should be able to use it whenever. For example, I could list the words off right now, but this is a school appropriate blog so I would most likely get into trouble. I shouldn't get in trouble though for using regular words that are just part of this English language. I find it to be ridiculous that these words are frowned upon when they can add extra emphasis on a sentence and show a huge amount of emotion!

Growing is just weird...

Growing is such a strange thing. When you are born you are basically the size of a small teddy bear and by the time you are six your about three feet tall! How does your body actually grow? Bones just magically become bigger, muscles get stronger and eventually you turn into a wrinkly old lady that needs a cane to walk. I know that science probably has all the answers to this, but if you just think about it with no science, no biology or anything you will realize how strange growing is. Nobody really questions how weird growing is, they just always wish they could change how much they grew. Some want to be taller and some want to be shorter. It would be awesome if you could just choose how tall you were. Might be one less thing that people would complain about! Or what if you could just push a bright red button that would make your legs elevate and your arms lengthen out of your body! Instead we just have vitamins and minerals that make us supposably grow taller and stronger. Growing just makes no sense to me and it seems amazing that our bodies just do it.

Weird, Weird, Weird... Normal?

Being called weird is not always a compliment for most people. Weird is a word that gets labeled onto people who look different, talk different, or do just random different things that aren't considered "normal". Here's the thing though, isn't everyone technically weird? Everyone has there own little quarks or things that they do that just aren't normal. With everyone being weird, then what is normal? I know for a fact that at my school there are more people that everyone calls '"weird", than there are normal students. If there are more strange and odd kids, than shouldn't that be considered the norm? The weird kids are in the majority while the normal kids are in the minority. So shouldn't that be the other way around? Weird and normal are two words that get looked into way too much. The meanings should be the opposite these days because people are who they are and so everyone should be considered weird and not normal.

musical memorization

Music effects people in so many different ways. It can make people cry, laugh, or just get extremely hyper. Well maybe that's what it just does to me... Either way it's crazy how just simple words and random melodies can change a persons mood or even outlook on life sometimes. I listen to music at least five times a day. My mind always processes the beat and the lyrics that I am hearing. I seriously love music and relate to it all the time. People quote lyrics that mean a lot to them or just tell the same story that they might be going through. Honestly, I listen to music and relate to the lyrics better than I listen to people or teachers. People always make comments saying that they wish they could remember things in a class as well as they remember song lyrics. Why can people remember so many words in hundreds of songs but not remember two words for a Spanish test? Maybe if school was like a giant musical we'd be able to remember everything that goes on in classes and what the teachers are trying to teach. This post just took a completely different turn, but maybe it got your mind spinning a little bit.

2012

I'm going to be honest, I am a slight believer of the fact that the world may end on December 21st of 2012. That is this year. I'm a junior in high school, by the time it's December I will be in my second quarter of senior year. If the world ends, I'm not even going to graduate. So what is the point of spending all my time in school, when I'm not even going to be able to use anything I learned in school to help my future. I'm basically wasting my life away going to school Monday through Friday, just to die when I'm seventeen. Seriously, I think it's stupid. I want to enjoy my last year of my life by doing crazy things. I don't want to live the ending of my life sitting in a desk listening to an annoying teacher's annoying voice. I'd rather go bungee jumping or just go sprint down the middle of the road with no clothes on! I'd want to live it up. I mean who wouldn't if they were going to die? I'm hoping that the world doesn't end, since I'm going to stay in school... but when it does, I'll be upset that I didn't take the risks. 2012

Food...

All that's on my mind right now is food. I love food. Americans love food. I don't know why food tastes so good or why it fills people up and gets rid of that pulling and pinching in you're stomach. Everyone has to eat, it's kind of how we survive. I just want some food right now. That's it. So hopefully I just made you hungry, if you weren't before. Go eat.

Wondering of Words

How did languages first come about? People communicated through actions and pictures before they really spoke to each other, but how did they figure out a way to agree on certain words having certain meanings? They couldn't just say "Hey, lets make the word cat stand for a furry animal...". So how did they make words or even sentences to make a whole lot of people start to understand what they were saying? Was it just two people who communicated through drawings and then decided that they were going to use their mouths to talk instead of just to chew food? It's just extremely confusing to me as to how a language got started. Not just one language but thousands of different languages in this world had to be started off somehow, and it's strange to think of how it all came about.

Interesting thoughts...

Well i haven't posted in quite a while, I've been busy over break so I apologize. So as I've been on break I've had plenty of ideas to blog about, and I felt like this one that I'm about to type was the most interesting and I didn't want to forget it! So here's the actuall blog:
You know that little voice in your head, the voice that is reading every word of this. The same voice that has random little thoughts sprouting up while you're trying to read a book, but you're really thinking about how much you want to be out of class. The same little voice that tells you what to do or even what you're doing. Well, what would life be like if that voice just stopped? All of a sudden the only thing going on in you're brain was actual thinking; that's it. It would be weird to have a completely silent mind. Would more people go insane, or would less people go insane? With no words scrambling through your mind about what you're doing next weekend, could you still think about those kinds of things? It's something that has seriously been driving me nuts thinking about. That tiny little voice in your head, is actually a very large part of who you are. If that voice wasn't there, I feel like nobody would have anything to really do or be entertained by a whole lot. I know people say that you should always think before you speak, but without that little voice in your head, how would you know what you were actually thinking?
I don't know what life would be like without that little voice in my head, but even though it may get annoying when you're trying to go to sleep... I feel like it would be even more annoying if it wasn't there!