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This post is pretty personal. Don’t make fun of me. 🙁

Here comes a topic that I’ve been trying to avoid:

Girls.

oooooh. *dramatic music*

It’s a topic I’m not too familiar with, and a topic I’m kind of reluctant to post on, but there are a few things I want to share with the world.

For one, it being high school and all, I have noticed that people don’t really go out with each other for any real reason. It’s kind of been like, “oh, hey. S/he’s attractive. I’m going to go talk to him/her.” And then things get set off and they begin dating and whatnot.

This is kind of a waste of time (and money) to me.  Why date someone when you don’t look into the future and try to predict what the end if it is going to be like?

I feel like I’ve posted something like this before.

I don’t want to say outright that I’m different, but… I feel as if I’m different. I don’t look for girls based on looks.

If you’re a girl and I’ve asked you out on a date before, it’s because I can see a future between us. Not because I want to make out with you.

Well, except for that one time in 8th grade when the hormones took over.

I don’t want to spend the rest of my life with someone if I can’t get along with her.

Sometimes I’ll ask out a girl who doesn’t feel the same toward me as I do to her. And then I realize it’s high school and there’s a very low chance that people will think the same as I do.

And then I get sad at home and stare at my computer for eight hours.

I’m very tired. But I was thinking. Or discussing or something.

I still believe that universes are just atoms are the same, but on a different scale. Rather, I think that if we zoom out far enough, we have a noble amassment of universes that are constantly in motion.

The planets rotate in such a way that we perceive as planar. But what if atoms’ electrons don’t actually revolve in random paths around the nucleus, but in a planar fashion instead?

If we stopped time and took a look at the world from an atomic level, I doubt there wouldn’t be any vacuum between particles. There can’t be a way that particles are always being touched on all sides at once–that would leave no room for the particles to move around. There must also be vacuum between the nucleus and each layer of electrons.

Galaxies are the same. There is space between planets and their stars, as well as between each other. I think the sun might be rotating, but pretty slowly in our eyes. The planets just stay along the same axis. Since there is virtually no sense of direction in space, we don’t notice the change.

It is entirely possible that because we perceive space in this disjunct sort of way, our perception of time in this example is also changed, since space and time are (theoretically) linked. Sped up,  the planets look like they’re moving in random paths around the sun.

I’ve been thinking about this for a long time… I don’t think I’ve written it down, though. I should get less sleep more often.

Well, it’s been about a month since my last post, which is also about the time I started playing less video games and sitting more around and just doing nothing.

There have been a few things on my mind since the last post, but I’ve just been too lazy to post. For example:

I used to think that everybody knew what I knew and could do what I was able to do. I would immediately label the person as “stupid” if they didn’t. I was a really arrogant child. Much of this came from constant attention for being this brain child who was “really cute.” (LOL ikr)

It’s interesting to me that I used to be like this. I despise people who are now like this. I would keep the labeling mostly to myself, but if there were repeat offenses, the downlooking intensified. Sometimes I labeled adults as this.

My vocabulary and my writing skills have deteriorated exponentially over the past couple of months. I really hate school.

Speaking of which, we finally touched upon subjects in English that are worth discussing: existentialism.

I was existentialist through much of middle school. I didn’t tell anybody because I couldn’t put a label on it, and most people couldn’t tell I thought life was meaningless because I was too busy covering up my ideologies with jokes and laughter and fun time.  In fact, I still have traces of existentialist left in me. But none of that matters.

I’m growing continually irritated with people who are younger than me and their increasing output on what they think is right. They think they actually have opinions that want to be heard. HA, I say. Even I don’t have opinions that want to be heard. Nobody wants to hear your opinions unless you’re famous. Or people ask for it. Which means that nobody wants to read any of this.

How depressing.

Here’s another slew of unorganized thoughts.

Why do people care about the way they look in high school? It’s high school. Hormones are still raging. There’s no point in making yourself look better if what comes out of it is shallow and meaningless. I don’t care about the way I look and I honestly prefer when girls my age also don’t. If I come off as insecure or self-conscious, it’s never about the way I look. It’s about the way I act or feel around people I’m not used to being around with.

I understand that people may want to joke around because they’re not all grown up yet, but jokes have to come to a limit. People (including me) lack the judgement to stop joking around when they shouldn’t.

I understand that adolescence is a time of experimentation, but it’s also a time of development. If you experiment with drugs, alcohol or whatever during your development years, you kind of screwed up your brain permanently. Heh.

Speaking of development years, it’s been pretty much proven that if one cheats through high school, he will cheat through college. Uh… if you cheat through med school to become a doctor… you’re putting your future patients’ lives at risk. Yeah… you probably shouldn’t do that.

//end of slew

It’s annoying how impatient people are nowadays. They want everything asap. I send people five-minute videos and tell them that they’re worth watching through, and they go, “meh. five minutes is too long.” Seriously? It’s five minutes. that’s 1/12th of an hour. Come on.

People can’t stand classical music? I can’t stand people who can’t stand classical music. Seriously. There’s something that’s beautiful about classical art. If you can’t appreciate it, I’d say you can’t appreciate anything.

I may come off as a little harsh, but these two things have been bothering me for the longest time.

What else bothers me? Much.