Okay, so the song "Why Does The Sun Shine?" by They Might Be Giants got me thinking...
So, scientists take theories and make them sound like fact so that they'll look like they know what the hell they're talking about, when the truth is, they have no effing clue! Not even in the slightest!!!
EXAMPLE
Scientists and other professionals say that NOTHING can travel faster then the speed of light.
okay....great....I can accept that...
THEN they say that the universe is ninety three billion lightyears across...
alright, I can take that, too.
and THEN they go on to say that the universe is approxmately 13.7 billion years old.
Then you take a closer look at the Big Bang theory, which they are making sound like fact. IF the Big Bang Theory is correct, then the universe should either be 13.7 billion lightyears across OR ninety three billion years old. it can't be thirteen point seven billion years old and ninety three billion lightyears across at the same time, because SUPPOSEDLY nothing can travel faster then the speed of light.
...
so what is it? i mean, personally, i agree with my dad: the universe is TOTALLY carried on the back of a giant turtle.
can you prove me wrong?
didn't think so.
i think what it is about the universe is that humans like to feel like they have a handle on everything, that they know exactly what's goinig on. but we don't. and you know what? that's just fine with me.
♥♥♥s to you...
Brii333
QUOTE OF THE DAY
"If the whole Universe has no meaning, we should never have found out that it has no meaning: just as, if there were no light in the Universe and therefore no creatures with eyes, we should never know it was dark. Dark would be without meaning."
~C.S. Lewis
Saturday, February 28, 2009
Thursday, February 26, 2009
"Anthem" by Ayn Rand
We read this book in Mrs. M's literature class. Although a lot of people didn't like it, I found it incredibly interesting and enlightening.
It's set in the future, in the great age of "We." It sort of reminded me of the Borg in Star Trek. ("We are the Collective..." and all that jazz.) There are no individuals, no "I," no thoughts or beliefs or name of your own. It is written from the perspective of the man called Equality 7-2521, who is daring to hide away in the pits of the City to write and study science, though he is placed as a street sweeper. He has always been told he is sin, because 1) he's six feet tall, making him different from his "brothers," 2) he asks too many questions, and 3) he commits the sin of preference often. (The sin of preference is liking one of your brothers over the rest.) He falls in love with a girl he sees working in the fields, Liberty 3-5000, even though he's not supposed to notice women. He re-discoveres electricity (which they don't have), and he tries to show it to the house of scholors, and, though he thinks they'll be as excited as him, they condemn him for working on it in solitude. this leads to him running away...and i can't tell you anymore because i want you to read it.
i finally finished this stupid post! yes! awesome! woot woot!
took me long enough...
I'm not very good at reveiws or summerizations or anything, never have been. Maybe I should stop trying...lol
xoxo,
Brii333
QUOTE OF THE DAY
Our name is Equality 7-2521, as it is written on the iron bracelet which all men wear on their left wrists with their names upon it. We are twenty-one years old. We are six feet tall, and this is a burden, for there are not many men who are six feet tall. Ever have the Teachers and the Leaders pointed to us and frowned and said: "There is evil in your bones, Equality 7-2521, for your body has grown beyond the bodies of your brothers." But we cannot change our bones nor our body.
We were born with a curse. It has always driven us to thoughts which are forbidden. It has always given us wishes which men may not wish. We know that we are evil, but there is no will in us and no power to resist it. This is our wonder and our secret fear, that we know and do not resist.
We strive to be like all our brother men, for all men must be alike. Over the portals of the Palace of the World Council, there are words cut in the marble, which we repeat to ourselves whenever we are tempted:
"We are one in all and all in one.
There are no men but only the great WE,
One, indivisible and forever."
We repeat this to ourselves, but it helps us not.
~Excerpt from Ayn Rand's "Anthem"
~First Signet rinting, September 1961 edition
~Copyright Leonard Peikoff and the Estate of Ayn Rand
~Page 18
~(in other words, it's from the American version of "Anthem")
It's set in the future, in the great age of "We." It sort of reminded me of the Borg in Star Trek. ("We are the Collective..." and all that jazz.) There are no individuals, no "I," no thoughts or beliefs or name of your own. It is written from the perspective of the man called Equality 7-2521, who is daring to hide away in the pits of the City to write and study science, though he is placed as a street sweeper. He has always been told he is sin, because 1) he's six feet tall, making him different from his "brothers," 2) he asks too many questions, and 3) he commits the sin of preference often. (The sin of preference is liking one of your brothers over the rest.) He falls in love with a girl he sees working in the fields, Liberty 3-5000, even though he's not supposed to notice women. He re-discoveres electricity (which they don't have), and he tries to show it to the house of scholors, and, though he thinks they'll be as excited as him, they condemn him for working on it in solitude. this leads to him running away...and i can't tell you anymore because i want you to read it.
i finally finished this stupid post! yes! awesome! woot woot!
took me long enough...
I'm not very good at reveiws or summerizations or anything, never have been. Maybe I should stop trying...lol
xoxo,
Brii333
QUOTE OF THE DAY
Our name is Equality 7-2521, as it is written on the iron bracelet which all men wear on their left wrists with their names upon it. We are twenty-one years old. We are six feet tall, and this is a burden, for there are not many men who are six feet tall. Ever have the Teachers and the Leaders pointed to us and frowned and said: "There is evil in your bones, Equality 7-2521, for your body has grown beyond the bodies of your brothers." But we cannot change our bones nor our body.
We were born with a curse. It has always driven us to thoughts which are forbidden. It has always given us wishes which men may not wish. We know that we are evil, but there is no will in us and no power to resist it. This is our wonder and our secret fear, that we know and do not resist.
We strive to be like all our brother men, for all men must be alike. Over the portals of the Palace of the World Council, there are words cut in the marble, which we repeat to ourselves whenever we are tempted:
"We are one in all and all in one.
There are no men but only the great WE,
One, indivisible and forever."
We repeat this to ourselves, but it helps us not.
~Excerpt from Ayn Rand's "Anthem"
~First Signet rinting, September 1961 edition
~Copyright Leonard Peikoff and the Estate of Ayn Rand
~Page 18
~(in other words, it's from the American version of "Anthem")
Thursday, February 19, 2009
Teen Ink Web Site!!!! OMFG!!!! EEK!!!
My story/memoir thing was put on the Teen Ink web site!!!! So was my poem OMG!!!! you should totally vote for me, if you're reading this!!! EEK!!!!!
I don't even care if all of them get put on the web site, but if you vote for me, I might get in the magazine and that would make me so happy I may possibly pee myself. (but not really...)
Letter To Myself:
http://www.teenink.com/raw/Nonfiction/article/84900/Letter-to-Myself/
Blind:
http://www.teenink.com/raw/Poetry/article/85119/Blind/
Please, Please, Please Please pleasepleasepleaseplease like my stuff and vote for me,
Loves to you for Forever and ever and ever and ever,
Brii333
I don't even care if all of them get put on the web site, but if you vote for me, I might get in the magazine and that would make me so happy I may possibly pee myself. (but not really...)
Letter To Myself:
http://www.teenink.com/raw/Nonfiction/article/84900/Letter-to-Myself/
Blind:
http://www.teenink.com/raw/Poetry/article/85119/Blind/
Please, Please, Please Please pleasepleasepleaseplease like my stuff and vote for me,
Loves to you for Forever and ever and ever and ever,
Brii333
Sleep
Ever since the history of forever, my mother has told me stories of myself and not taking naps and not sleeping through the night and keeping her up and blah blah blah blah. I've always known my body doesn't have normal sleeping habits, even when I was seven and getting about five hours of sleep a night. You'd think I'd be used to it by now.
But this is getting rediculous!!!!!
I think the most sleep I've gotten in the last month is five hours, the least going down to three. Last night, I went to bed at nine thirty and it took me until around midnight to fall asleep. The night before, I didn't get to sleep until two.
What the fuck?????????????????
I know, I know, no call for such language.
But I CAN'T DO THIS ANYMORE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
It's ruining my life!!!! I'm irritable all the time, I randomly burst into tears over tiny things, I have killer headaches, and I STILL CAN'T SLEEP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Help me!
Please?
ANYTHING you think will help, tell it to me.
I've tried drinking tea, breathing deep and meditating, listening to classical music, listening to NO music, remaining completely still, shutting my mind down (harder then it sounds), speeding my mind up, getting up and cleaning, tensing all my muscles up and releasing them...
seriously, anything you have to say, please, I implore you, please tell me.
Thanks.
Brii333
QUOTES OF THE DAY
Sleep that knits up the ravelled sleave of care
The death of each day's life, sore labour's bath
Balm of hurt minds, great nature's second course,
Chief nourisher in life's feast.
~William Shakespeare, Macbeth
Insomnia is a gross feeder. It will nourish itself on any kind of thinking, including thinking about not thinking.
~Clifton Fadiman
But this is getting rediculous!!!!!
I think the most sleep I've gotten in the last month is five hours, the least going down to three. Last night, I went to bed at nine thirty and it took me until around midnight to fall asleep. The night before, I didn't get to sleep until two.
What the fuck?????????????????
I know, I know, no call for such language.
But I CAN'T DO THIS ANYMORE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
It's ruining my life!!!! I'm irritable all the time, I randomly burst into tears over tiny things, I have killer headaches, and I STILL CAN'T SLEEP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Help me!
Please?
ANYTHING you think will help, tell it to me.
I've tried drinking tea, breathing deep and meditating, listening to classical music, listening to NO music, remaining completely still, shutting my mind down (harder then it sounds), speeding my mind up, getting up and cleaning, tensing all my muscles up and releasing them...
seriously, anything you have to say, please, I implore you, please tell me.
Thanks.
Brii333
QUOTES OF THE DAY
Sleep that knits up the ravelled sleave of care
The death of each day's life, sore labour's bath
Balm of hurt minds, great nature's second course,
Chief nourisher in life's feast.
~William Shakespeare, Macbeth
Insomnia is a gross feeder. It will nourish itself on any kind of thinking, including thinking about not thinking.
~Clifton Fadiman
Sunday, February 15, 2009
Six Word Memoirs
In my Fundementals of Literature class, Mrs. M. had us write six word memoirs. At first, I was a little reserved about it; I'm well known among my friends and teachers for having my writing about twice as long as expected. Six words just didn't seem enough! (heehee, that's six words long!!)
Boy, was I surprised!!!!!! you have NO idea how damn ADDICTIVE it is!!!
here are a few of mine:
Black Canvas, Many Words, Barely Alive?
Thinking Terrifies Me, Addiction Takes Over.
Dreams Don't Help If You Ignore.
When In Rome, Do Something Else.
Who Could Learn To Love Disappointment?
Help Me Help You Help Me!
Now you try! Write a memoir that's only six words long, something that fits how your life has gone so far. for examples, go to www.smithmag.net/sixwords/
WARNING: some of them are REALLY sad. :'(
♥♥♥s to you,
Brii333
QUOTE OF THE DAY
"I am more then six words."
~unknown six word memoir from Mrs. M's example sheet
Boy, was I surprised!!!!!! you have NO idea how damn ADDICTIVE it is!!!
here are a few of mine:
Black Canvas, Many Words, Barely Alive?
Thinking Terrifies Me, Addiction Takes Over.
Dreams Don't Help If You Ignore.
When In Rome, Do Something Else.
Who Could Learn To Love Disappointment?
Help Me Help You Help Me!
Now you try! Write a memoir that's only six words long, something that fits how your life has gone so far. for examples, go to www.smithmag.net/sixwords/
WARNING: some of them are REALLY sad. :'(
♥♥♥s to you,
Brii333
QUOTE OF THE DAY
"I am more then six words."
~unknown six word memoir from Mrs. M's example sheet
Psych Central Personality Quiz
damn, but i'm a sucker for these things!!!
so i was taking random quizes on Psych Central (i have determined that i DO NOT have autism [heehee] and i do NOT have schitzophrenia [more giggles]) and i took this personality quiz (how others see you and shit)
here's what it said about me:
The Loyal Friend
Others see you as sensible, cautious, careful & practical. They see you as clever, gifted, or talented, but modest. Not a person who makes friends too quickly or easily, but someone who's extremely loyal to friends you do make and who expects the same loyalty in return. Those who really get to know you realize it takes a lot to shake your trust in your friends, but equally that it takes you a long time to get over if that trust is ever broken.
Nobody, not even a quiz like this, can tell you conclusively whether this is truly how your friends see you or not. In fact, although this quiz is attributed to Oprah's Dr. Phil, we have no way of knowing whether it has any basis in empirical research or not. So you should take these results as something for fun and not too seriously. (Supposedly Dr. Phil scored The Natual Leader and Oprah scored The Loyal Friend.)
okay, even though they say that ^, it seems to me that it's a lot more accurate then they think. i mean, that description is me, to a T. (i still don't understand that phrase, but it's the one that worked. i mean, to a T??? who came up with that? and why T?) so if you want to know what you're like, take the quiz. it's fun. :D
you can find this quiz HERE: http://psychcentral.com/personquiz.htm
Peace, ♥♥♥s to you
Brii333
QUOTE OF THE DAY
"They called me mad, and I called them mad, and damn them, they outvoted me."
~Nathaniel Lee
so i was taking random quizes on Psych Central (i have determined that i DO NOT have autism [heehee] and i do NOT have schitzophrenia [more giggles]) and i took this personality quiz (how others see you and shit)
here's what it said about me:
The Loyal Friend
Others see you as sensible, cautious, careful & practical. They see you as clever, gifted, or talented, but modest. Not a person who makes friends too quickly or easily, but someone who's extremely loyal to friends you do make and who expects the same loyalty in return. Those who really get to know you realize it takes a lot to shake your trust in your friends, but equally that it takes you a long time to get over if that trust is ever broken.
Nobody, not even a quiz like this, can tell you conclusively whether this is truly how your friends see you or not. In fact, although this quiz is attributed to Oprah's Dr. Phil, we have no way of knowing whether it has any basis in empirical research or not. So you should take these results as something for fun and not too seriously. (Supposedly Dr. Phil scored The Natual Leader and Oprah scored The Loyal Friend.)
okay, even though they say that ^, it seems to me that it's a lot more accurate then they think. i mean, that description is me, to a T. (i still don't understand that phrase, but it's the one that worked. i mean, to a T??? who came up with that? and why T?) so if you want to know what you're like, take the quiz. it's fun. :D
you can find this quiz HERE: http://psychcentral.com/personquiz.htm
Peace, ♥♥♥s to you
Brii333
QUOTE OF THE DAY
"They called me mad, and I called them mad, and damn them, they outvoted me."
~Nathaniel Lee
Saturday, February 14, 2009
I'm a Princess!!!! lol
Rules: simply x by the qualities that match you. Whichever one has the most is your princess.
Cinderella:
[ ] One of your parents is dead
[x] You are expected to do a lot of chores
[x] You love to dress up
[x] You love animals
[x] You are waiting patiently for your Prince Charming
[ ] Your mom is really strict
[ ] You have sisters who seem kind of jealous of you
[ ] You’re afraid to speak your mind sometimes
[ ] You have left your shoes at a friend’s house before
[ ] You have blond hair
TOTAL: 4
Belle:
[ ] You’ve kissed someone your friends didn’t like
[ ] You’ve been lost in the forest
[x] You love to read
[ ] You are not shy at all, and not afraid to speak your mind
[x] One of your family members is a bit weird
[x] You have done volunteer work
[x] You have a wild imagination
[x] You love to take care of people in need
[ ] You’ve had guys like you only because they think you’re pretty
[x] You’ve rejected at least one person when they’ve asked you out
TOTAL: 5
Jasmine:
[ ] Your dad is very rich/important
[ ] You are very clever
[x] You’ve been with someone way different from you
[x] You’re unique and different from everyone else
[x] You’d never marry someone just because they were rich
[x] You have set a lot of goals for yourself
[x] You don’t have a lot of friends
[x] You’re independent
[ ] You are wealthy
[ ] Your parents try to control your life
TOTAL: 6
Ariel:
[x] Your parents expect a lot from you
[x] You really try to follow the rules, but it’s hard for you
[ ] You’re a bit of a trouble maker
[ ] You’re the youngest in your family or in the last 2
[ ] You have a lot of sisters
[x] You collect something
[ ] You have/had long hair
[x] You have/had a pet fish
[x] You’re extremely curious
[x] You believe everything people tell you/you’re a bit gullible
TOTAL: 6
Snow White:
[ ] You know that you’re beautiful
[ ] Sometimes it seems like your mom is jealous of you
[ ] You’ve almost been killed
[ ] You have at least seven good friends
[ ] You’ve had food poisoning
[x] You have/had short hair
[x] You get along with almost everyone
[x] All of your friends are different
[x] You love to have a good time
[x] You’re happier when you’re out of the house than in
TOTAL: 5
Mulan:
[x] You can be a tomboy sometimes.
[x] People wish you could be a bit more girly
[x] You’ve pretended to be someone you’re not
[x] You’ve had a physical fight with someone
[ ] You have/had considered running away from home
[x] Your parent/s try to plan your life out
[x] a lot of your friends are boys
[x] You sometimes find yourself in bad situations
[x] You love your family so much that you’d do anything to protect them
TOTAL: 8
Aurora:
[ ] You live/have lived with someone other than your parents
[ ] You almost died at a very young age
[x] You are gentle, loving, and/or thoughtful
[x] You have a decent singing voice
[x] You like to sleep in late on the weekends
[ ] You spend most of your time outside
[ ] You’re adopted
[x] You’re very romantic
[ ] Pink is one of your favorite colors
TOTAL: 4
Pocahontas:
[x] You love to walk around and explore big cities
[x] You are more spiritual than religious
[ ] You’ve been in an interracial relationship
[ ] One of your family members is dead
[x] Your parents are very protective of you
[x] Someone you know has been in war
[x] You love nature
[ ] You have/had black hair
[x] You would love to move somewhere exotic and beautiful
[ ] You’re very adventurous
TOTAL: 6
Ha, I'm Mulan. kick ass. (although I wasn't really sure what to put for the Tomboy one. I'm not exactly a tomboy, but i'm not a girly-girl, either. I like some "guy things," and some "girl things.")
well, toodles!!
xoxo,
Brii333
QUOTE OF THE DAY
"Being a princess isn't all it's cracked up to be."
~Princess Diana
Cinderella:
[ ] One of your parents is dead
[x] You are expected to do a lot of chores
[x] You love to dress up
[x] You love animals
[x] You are waiting patiently for your Prince Charming
[ ] Your mom is really strict
[ ] You have sisters who seem kind of jealous of you
[ ] You’re afraid to speak your mind sometimes
[ ] You have left your shoes at a friend’s house before
[ ] You have blond hair
TOTAL: 4
Belle:
[ ] You’ve kissed someone your friends didn’t like
[ ] You’ve been lost in the forest
[x] You love to read
[ ] You are not shy at all, and not afraid to speak your mind
[x] One of your family members is a bit weird
[x] You have done volunteer work
[x] You have a wild imagination
[x] You love to take care of people in need
[ ] You’ve had guys like you only because they think you’re pretty
[x] You’ve rejected at least one person when they’ve asked you out
TOTAL: 5
Jasmine:
[ ] Your dad is very rich/important
[ ] You are very clever
[x] You’ve been with someone way different from you
[x] You’re unique and different from everyone else
[x] You’d never marry someone just because they were rich
[x] You have set a lot of goals for yourself
[x] You don’t have a lot of friends
[x] You’re independent
[ ] You are wealthy
[ ] Your parents try to control your life
TOTAL: 6
Ariel:
[x] Your parents expect a lot from you
[x] You really try to follow the rules, but it’s hard for you
[ ] You’re a bit of a trouble maker
[ ] You’re the youngest in your family or in the last 2
[ ] You have a lot of sisters
[x] You collect something
[ ] You have/had long hair
[x] You have/had a pet fish
[x] You’re extremely curious
[x] You believe everything people tell you/you’re a bit gullible
TOTAL: 6
Snow White:
[ ] You know that you’re beautiful
[ ] Sometimes it seems like your mom is jealous of you
[ ] You’ve almost been killed
[ ] You have at least seven good friends
[ ] You’ve had food poisoning
[x] You have/had short hair
[x] You get along with almost everyone
[x] All of your friends are different
[x] You love to have a good time
[x] You’re happier when you’re out of the house than in
TOTAL: 5
Mulan:
[x] You can be a tomboy sometimes.
[x] People wish you could be a bit more girly
[x] You’ve pretended to be someone you’re not
[x] You’ve had a physical fight with someone
[ ] You have/had considered running away from home
[x] Your parent/s try to plan your life out
[x] a lot of your friends are boys
[x] You sometimes find yourself in bad situations
[x] You love your family so much that you’d do anything to protect them
TOTAL: 8
Aurora:
[ ] You live/have lived with someone other than your parents
[ ] You almost died at a very young age
[x] You are gentle, loving, and/or thoughtful
[x] You have a decent singing voice
[x] You like to sleep in late on the weekends
[ ] You spend most of your time outside
[ ] You’re adopted
[x] You’re very romantic
[ ] Pink is one of your favorite colors
TOTAL: 4
Pocahontas:
[x] You love to walk around and explore big cities
[x] You are more spiritual than religious
[ ] You’ve been in an interracial relationship
[ ] One of your family members is dead
[x] Your parents are very protective of you
[x] Someone you know has been in war
[x] You love nature
[ ] You have/had black hair
[x] You would love to move somewhere exotic and beautiful
[ ] You’re very adventurous
TOTAL: 6
Ha, I'm Mulan. kick ass. (although I wasn't really sure what to put for the Tomboy one. I'm not exactly a tomboy, but i'm not a girly-girl, either. I like some "guy things," and some "girl things.")
well, toodles!!
xoxo,
Brii333
QUOTE OF THE DAY
"Being a princess isn't all it's cracked up to be."
~Princess Diana
Thursday, February 12, 2009
Addictions
I decided that, for Essay Number One, I'm going to write about addictions. I started research today, and I thought that I'd start with something farmiliar to me: pain addiction.
I suppose that I picked this subject because I wanted to know more about the psychology behind my own addiction and others like it, and I learned a few things.
I learned that those with a "pain addiction" are not actually addicted to the pain, but to the endorphins that are released when physical pain is experienced. Endorphins (the hormone-like substance that the body releases when injury is experienced) give you a numb, almost euphoric sensation, and they are very similar in structure to heronin or morphine. Emotional or physical stress causes strain on the body, and constant strain leads to a constant stream of endorphins in the system and results in a barely noticeable anesthetic effect. When endorphin flooding is part of every day life, a persons senses can be deadened.
Someone who experiences this can still feel emotions, but only if they are extremely profound. The problem is that intense emotions, such as rage or fear, can trigger further endorphin release, and in turn leads to more emotional numbing.
When a person becomes used to living an endorphin-filled exsistence, it is very difficult to give it up. (Why, I have yet to find.)
There is also the emotional pain addict. (This is one I am less farmiliar with.) This is when a person feels so much of a negative feeling, such as anger, worry, grief, fear, or depression, that they become unable to live without it. Changing habitual patterns of emotional pain can be as difficult as giving up an addictive substance, examples given being nicotine, alchohol, or heroin. The emotional pain addict seeks out situations that will result in pain, like a prolonged stressful relationship.
anyway, that's all i had time for, but i will speak to you later...
xoxo,
Brii333
QUOTE OF THE DAY
"You do anything long enough to escape the habit of living until the escape becomes the habit."
~David Ryan
I suppose that I picked this subject because I wanted to know more about the psychology behind my own addiction and others like it, and I learned a few things.
I learned that those with a "pain addiction" are not actually addicted to the pain, but to the endorphins that are released when physical pain is experienced. Endorphins (the hormone-like substance that the body releases when injury is experienced) give you a numb, almost euphoric sensation, and they are very similar in structure to heronin or morphine. Emotional or physical stress causes strain on the body, and constant strain leads to a constant stream of endorphins in the system and results in a barely noticeable anesthetic effect. When endorphin flooding is part of every day life, a persons senses can be deadened.
Someone who experiences this can still feel emotions, but only if they are extremely profound. The problem is that intense emotions, such as rage or fear, can trigger further endorphin release, and in turn leads to more emotional numbing.
When a person becomes used to living an endorphin-filled exsistence, it is very difficult to give it up. (Why, I have yet to find.)
There is also the emotional pain addict. (This is one I am less farmiliar with.) This is when a person feels so much of a negative feeling, such as anger, worry, grief, fear, or depression, that they become unable to live without it. Changing habitual patterns of emotional pain can be as difficult as giving up an addictive substance, examples given being nicotine, alchohol, or heroin. The emotional pain addict seeks out situations that will result in pain, like a prolonged stressful relationship.
anyway, that's all i had time for, but i will speak to you later...
xoxo,
Brii333
QUOTE OF THE DAY
"You do anything long enough to escape the habit of living until the escape becomes the habit."
~David Ryan
Wednesday, February 11, 2009
Subjects for Essays
I've been looking for writing contests to submit work to, so I can put my work out there for future whatever. However, I'm having some difficulty with thisbecause 1) I can't seem to find any, and 2) I have absolutely no clue what to write about. I tried to find the requirements for that "Laws of Life" essay contest, but I think I'm looking in the wrong place. Google certainly isn't helping.
Anyhoo, I just thought I'd write a blog post asking for help in the matter. I'm a reasonably good writer, but I've always had trouble getting ideas. Any suggestions would be well appreciated.
Peace,
Brii333
QUOTE OF THE DAY (YES I'm starting QUOTE OF THE DAY again!!!! It's been forever, hasn't it!!!)
"I'm just going to write, because I cannot help it."
~Charlotte Bronte
Anyhoo, I just thought I'd write a blog post asking for help in the matter. I'm a reasonably good writer, but I've always had trouble getting ideas. Any suggestions would be well appreciated.
Peace,
Brii333
QUOTE OF THE DAY (YES I'm starting QUOTE OF THE DAY again!!!! It's been forever, hasn't it!!!)
"I'm just going to write, because I cannot help it."
~Charlotte Bronte
Saturday, February 7, 2009
Echo and Narcissus (more mythology)
Zeus, king of the gods who was well known for having many love affairs, enjoyed consorting with nymphs. Hera, his wife, was a jealous creature, and followed him from Mount Olympus in an attempt to catch him red handed.
One nymph, named Echo, loved the sound of her own voice, and would entertain Hera with long, exciting stories while Zeus would ravish the other mountain nymphs. This worked quite well for a while, but Hera did eventually discover the trickery. In her anger, Hera punished Echo by taking away her voice. The only time Echo could speak was to repeat after the words of another being.
Narcissus was a beautiful young man, the son of the river god Cephisus and a nymph, Leirope. By his sixteenth year, Narcissus had haughtily spurned the affections of many young women and men. One day, while the handsome youth was out hunting stags, Echo happened to see him. She fell in love with him at once, and followed him through the forest. at one point, he heard her footsteps and called out, "Who's there?" Echo sadly repeated, "Who's there?" this continued until Echo finally rushed out and attempted to embrace Narcissus, who pushed her away and told her to leave him alone. Echo rushed away, heartbroken.
the god Nemesis heard hear heartbreak, and decided to punish Narcissus for his coldness. while walking, he caught sight of a very youth in the water of the river. kneeling beside the stream, Narcissus bent towards the water and begged the man to come out, for Narcissus had fallen in love with him. He sat there, watching and pleading for a while, until Narcissus realized that it was not another man, but his own reflection. Realizing that he could never have the love he wished for from beautiful boy in the water, he pined at the side of the river until he died, and his body became a beautiful flower. It is said that his soul still kneels along the river Styx, watching his beautiful reflection.
Meanwhile, Echo retreated to a glenn and pined for the love she never knew, until her body wasted away and all that remained was her voice.
another version of the Narcissus side of the story, thought to be at least 150 years older then the one above, is this:
Narcissus was a beautiful young man who spurned all of his suitors. One of these, called Ameinias, was a young man whom Narcissus attempted to turn away kindly with the gift of a sword. Ameinias, in his dejection, killed himself with the sword on Narcissus doorstep, after praying to the god Nemisis for the vain youth be shown the pain of unrequited love. The prayer was answered when Narcissus caught sight of his reflection in a river while hunting. Narcissus fell in love with his own self, and, true to the symmetry of the story, fell upon his sword and killed himself in repentance.
sad story, but i find it intriguing that we still use the word "Narcisistic" to describe one who loves himself.
xoxo,
Brii333
One nymph, named Echo, loved the sound of her own voice, and would entertain Hera with long, exciting stories while Zeus would ravish the other mountain nymphs. This worked quite well for a while, but Hera did eventually discover the trickery. In her anger, Hera punished Echo by taking away her voice. The only time Echo could speak was to repeat after the words of another being.
Narcissus was a beautiful young man, the son of the river god Cephisus and a nymph, Leirope. By his sixteenth year, Narcissus had haughtily spurned the affections of many young women and men. One day, while the handsome youth was out hunting stags, Echo happened to see him. She fell in love with him at once, and followed him through the forest. at one point, he heard her footsteps and called out, "Who's there?" Echo sadly repeated, "Who's there?" this continued until Echo finally rushed out and attempted to embrace Narcissus, who pushed her away and told her to leave him alone. Echo rushed away, heartbroken.
the god Nemesis heard hear heartbreak, and decided to punish Narcissus for his coldness. while walking, he caught sight of a very youth in the water of the river. kneeling beside the stream, Narcissus bent towards the water and begged the man to come out, for Narcissus had fallen in love with him. He sat there, watching and pleading for a while, until Narcissus realized that it was not another man, but his own reflection. Realizing that he could never have the love he wished for from beautiful boy in the water, he pined at the side of the river until he died, and his body became a beautiful flower. It is said that his soul still kneels along the river Styx, watching his beautiful reflection.
Meanwhile, Echo retreated to a glenn and pined for the love she never knew, until her body wasted away and all that remained was her voice.
another version of the Narcissus side of the story, thought to be at least 150 years older then the one above, is this:
Narcissus was a beautiful young man who spurned all of his suitors. One of these, called Ameinias, was a young man whom Narcissus attempted to turn away kindly with the gift of a sword. Ameinias, in his dejection, killed himself with the sword on Narcissus doorstep, after praying to the god Nemisis for the vain youth be shown the pain of unrequited love. The prayer was answered when Narcissus caught sight of his reflection in a river while hunting. Narcissus fell in love with his own self, and, true to the symmetry of the story, fell upon his sword and killed himself in repentance.
sad story, but i find it intriguing that we still use the word "Narcisistic" to describe one who loves himself.
xoxo,
Brii333
bad jokes
YOU MIGHT BE A REDNECK JEDI IF...
1. You ever heard the phrase, "May the force be with y'all."
2. Your Jedi robe is camouflage
3. You have ever used your light saber to open a bottle of Boone's Farm Strawberry Hill, or Mad Dog 20-20.
4. At least one wing of your X-Wing is primer colored.
5. You have bantha horns on the front of your landspeeder.
6. You can easily describe the taste of an Ewok.
7. You have ever had an X-Wing up on blocks in your yard.
8. The worst part of spending time on Dagobah is the dadgum skeeters.'
9. Wookies are offended by your B.O.
10. You have ever used the force to get yourself another beer so you didn't have to wait for a commercial.
11. You have ever used the force in conjunction with fishing/bowling.
12. Your father has ever said to you, "Shoot, son come on over to the darkside... it'll be a hoot."
13. You have ever had your R-2 unit use its self-defenseelectro-shock thingy to get the barbecue grill to light.
14. You have a confederate flag painted on the hood of your landspeeder.
15. You think Han Solo would look better in flannel cause he looks a little sissy in that vest.
16. You ever fantasized about Princess Leia wearing Daisy Duke shorts.
17. You have the doors of your X-wing welded shut and you have to slide in through the window.
18. Although you had to kill him, you kinda thought that Jabba the Hutt had a pretty good handle on how to treat his women.
19. You ever fell in love with your sister.
20. You have ever referred to Darth Vader's evil empire as "them damn Yankees."
21. You have a cousin who bears a strong resemblance to Chewbacca.
22. You suggested that they outfit the Millennium Falcon with a redwood deck.
23. You were the only person drinking Jack Daniels on the rocks during the cantina scene.
24. In your opinion, that Darth Vader fellow "just ain't right."
A helicopter with a pilot and a single passenger was flying around above Seattle when a malfunction disabled all of the aircraft's navigation and communications equipment. Due to the darkness and haze, the pilot could not determine the helicopter's position and course to get back to the airport.
The pilot saw a tall building with lights on and flew toward it, the pilot had the passenger draw a handwritten sign reading "WHERE AM I?" and hold it up for the building's occupants to see.
People in the building quickly responded to the aircraft, drew a large sign, and held it in a building window. Their sign said "YOU ARE IN A HELICOPTER."
The pilot smiled, waved, looked at his map, determined the course to steer to SEATAC airport, and landed safely.
After they were on the ground, the passenger asked the pilot how the "YOU ARE IN A HELICOPTER" sign helped determine their position.
The pilot responded "I knew that had to be the Microsoft support building, they gave me a technically correct but entirely useless answer."
One thing I've learned from Battlestar Galactica:
In the future, they like to cut corners
A truck driver hauling a tractor-trailer load of computers stops in a bar for a beer.
As he approaches the bar he sees a big sign on the door saying "NERDS NOT ALLOWED-ENTER AT YOUR OWN RISK!" He goes in and sits down.
The bartender comes over to him, sniffs, and says, "You smell kind of nerdy, and just what do you do for a living?"
The truck driver says, "I drive a truck, and the smell is just from the computers I'm hauling."
The bartender says, "OK, truck drivers are not nerds," and serves him a beer.
As he is sipping his beer, a skinny guy walks in with tape around his glasses, a pocket protector with twelve kinds of pens and pencils, and a belt at least a foot too long.
The bartender, without saying a word, pulls out a shotgun and blows the guy away.
The truck driver asks, "Why did you do that?"
The bartender said, "Oh, don't worry, the nerds are over-populating the Silicon Valley, and are in season now. You don't even need a license."
So the truck driver finishes his beer, gets back in his truck, And heads back onto the freeway.
Suddenly he veers to avoid an accident, and the load shifts. The back door breaks open and computers spill out all over the freeway.
He jumps out and sees a crowd already forming, grabbing up the computers. They are all engineers, accountants and programmers wearing the nerdiest clothes he has ever seen.
He can't let them steal his whole load. So remembering what happened in the bar, he pulls out his gun and starts blasting away, felling several of them instantly.
A highway patrol officer comes zooming up and jumps out of the car screaming at him to stop.
The truck driver said, "What's wrong? I thought nerds were in season."
"Sure," said the patrolman, "But you can't bait 'em."
three peanuts were walking down the street.
one was assalted...
(that one sounds better when you say it out loud...got it from Monty Python's Flying Circus, man!!! gotta love them...)
A nerd was walking on campus one day when his friend, another nerd, rode up on an incredible shiny new bicycle.
The first nerd was stunned and asked, "Where did you get such a nice bike?"
The second nerd replied, "Well, yesterday I was walking home minding my own business when a beautiful woman rode up to me on this bike.
She threw the bike to the ground, took off all her clothes and said, 'Take what you want!'"
The second nerd nodded approvingly and said, "Good choice. The clothes probably wouldn't have fit."
see, i told you they were bad jokes. i just couldn't help myself, i had to put them down...
1. You ever heard the phrase, "May the force be with y'all."
2. Your Jedi robe is camouflage
3. You have ever used your light saber to open a bottle of Boone's Farm Strawberry Hill, or Mad Dog 20-20.
4. At least one wing of your X-Wing is primer colored.
5. You have bantha horns on the front of your landspeeder.
6. You can easily describe the taste of an Ewok.
7. You have ever had an X-Wing up on blocks in your yard.
8. The worst part of spending time on Dagobah is the dadgum skeeters.'
9. Wookies are offended by your B.O.
10. You have ever used the force to get yourself another beer so you didn't have to wait for a commercial.
11. You have ever used the force in conjunction with fishing/bowling.
12. Your father has ever said to you, "Shoot, son come on over to the darkside... it'll be a hoot."
13. You have ever had your R-2 unit use its self-defenseelectro-shock thingy to get the barbecue grill to light.
14. You have a confederate flag painted on the hood of your landspeeder.
15. You think Han Solo would look better in flannel cause he looks a little sissy in that vest.
16. You ever fantasized about Princess Leia wearing Daisy Duke shorts.
17. You have the doors of your X-wing welded shut and you have to slide in through the window.
18. Although you had to kill him, you kinda thought that Jabba the Hutt had a pretty good handle on how to treat his women.
19. You ever fell in love with your sister.
20. You have ever referred to Darth Vader's evil empire as "them damn Yankees."
21. You have a cousin who bears a strong resemblance to Chewbacca.
22. You suggested that they outfit the Millennium Falcon with a redwood deck.
23. You were the only person drinking Jack Daniels on the rocks during the cantina scene.
24. In your opinion, that Darth Vader fellow "just ain't right."
A helicopter with a pilot and a single passenger was flying around above Seattle when a malfunction disabled all of the aircraft's navigation and communications equipment. Due to the darkness and haze, the pilot could not determine the helicopter's position and course to get back to the airport.
The pilot saw a tall building with lights on and flew toward it, the pilot had the passenger draw a handwritten sign reading "WHERE AM I?" and hold it up for the building's occupants to see.
People in the building quickly responded to the aircraft, drew a large sign, and held it in a building window. Their sign said "YOU ARE IN A HELICOPTER."
The pilot smiled, waved, looked at his map, determined the course to steer to SEATAC airport, and landed safely.
After they were on the ground, the passenger asked the pilot how the "YOU ARE IN A HELICOPTER" sign helped determine their position.
The pilot responded "I knew that had to be the Microsoft support building, they gave me a technically correct but entirely useless answer."
One thing I've learned from Battlestar Galactica:
In the future, they like to cut corners
A truck driver hauling a tractor-trailer load of computers stops in a bar for a beer.
As he approaches the bar he sees a big sign on the door saying "NERDS NOT ALLOWED-ENTER AT YOUR OWN RISK!" He goes in and sits down.
The bartender comes over to him, sniffs, and says, "You smell kind of nerdy, and just what do you do for a living?"
The truck driver says, "I drive a truck, and the smell is just from the computers I'm hauling."
The bartender says, "OK, truck drivers are not nerds," and serves him a beer.
As he is sipping his beer, a skinny guy walks in with tape around his glasses, a pocket protector with twelve kinds of pens and pencils, and a belt at least a foot too long.
The bartender, without saying a word, pulls out a shotgun and blows the guy away.
The truck driver asks, "Why did you do that?"
The bartender said, "Oh, don't worry, the nerds are over-populating the Silicon Valley, and are in season now. You don't even need a license."
So the truck driver finishes his beer, gets back in his truck, And heads back onto the freeway.
Suddenly he veers to avoid an accident, and the load shifts. The back door breaks open and computers spill out all over the freeway.
He jumps out and sees a crowd already forming, grabbing up the computers. They are all engineers, accountants and programmers wearing the nerdiest clothes he has ever seen.
He can't let them steal his whole load. So remembering what happened in the bar, he pulls out his gun and starts blasting away, felling several of them instantly.
A highway patrol officer comes zooming up and jumps out of the car screaming at him to stop.
The truck driver said, "What's wrong? I thought nerds were in season."
"Sure," said the patrolman, "But you can't bait 'em."
three peanuts were walking down the street.
one was assalted...
(that one sounds better when you say it out loud...got it from Monty Python's Flying Circus, man!!! gotta love them...)
A nerd was walking on campus one day when his friend, another nerd, rode up on an incredible shiny new bicycle.
The first nerd was stunned and asked, "Where did you get such a nice bike?"
The second nerd replied, "Well, yesterday I was walking home minding my own business when a beautiful woman rode up to me on this bike.
She threw the bike to the ground, took off all her clothes and said, 'Take what you want!'"
The second nerd nodded approvingly and said, "Good choice. The clothes probably wouldn't have fit."
see, i told you they were bad jokes. i just couldn't help myself, i had to put them down...
Friday, February 6, 2009
i have nothing to complain about...
oh my god i have nothing to complain about!!! i suppose i could go seek out a random artical from iGoogle, and then complain about that, but that seems like a pretty pointless thing to do. i mean, holy crap! it's not very often i have nothing to complain about, me being the whiney teenager i am, so i think i'm just going to revel in having nothing to complain about.
**sigh** yay.
Love from Me,
Brii333
**sigh** yay.
Love from Me,
Brii333
Wednesday, February 4, 2009
Booklist
sooooo i have managed to cross "Catcher in the Rye," "Looking for Alaska," "The Giver," "Bloodletting," and "A Clockwork Orange" off of my booklist. here's my opinions:
"Catcher in the Rye" by J.D. Salinger
alright, so you get pretty much right away that Holden Caulfield is a depressing creature, and he only gets more depressed as the book goes on. though the book does end on a somewhat hopeful note, i cannot say that it's one of my favorites, and it is most definately not one that i'll read again. though Salinger did make some good points, i found the book an irritating, but not altogether pointless, documentery of teen angst. of course, most of my writing is the same thing, so i can't really talk.
"Looking for Alaska" by John Green
Looking for Alaska is definately in my top three favorite books. i picked it up at three in the afternoon and didn't stop reading until i finished reading it at about one in the morning. you know those books that, when you're finished, they leave you speechless? this one did that for me. there is only two other times this has happened: first when i was seven, the second time last year when i read "What Happened To Lani Garver." it follows Pudge, the Colonal, and Alaska, and it has one of those endings that you don't expect and makes you cry but at the same time realize everything's going to be okay. i know this: the last words are gonna stick with me.
"A Clockwork Orange" by Anthony Burgess.
I didn't like this one very much, either. i didn't even finish it. i'd like to understand what the people in the book is saying, thanks very much. i mean, that normally wouldn't stop me from reading a book, but halfway through, i got really sick of reading the violence. it made me sick, what the main character was capable of. so (sorry, Mysti) it's definately not one that i'll be finishing.
"The Giver" by Lois Lowry
this book definately was one to make me mad, through most of it. it was very imaginative and definately well written, and even though what the auther descibed didn't make sense most of the time, you still got it, just because it was that well done. it made me so mad, in parts of it, that i just about cried, especially when they killed the unnamed baby twin, and when they were going to kill Gabe, but i liked the ending. even though the book left me with a bit of unrest, i liked it. it made me think, especially about how we are starting to head in that direction. i don't like that we are, and i hope we are never that idiotic to start up with that.
now i move on to the next book...not sure which one yet...
toodles!
Brii333
"Catcher in the Rye" by J.D. Salinger
alright, so you get pretty much right away that Holden Caulfield is a depressing creature, and he only gets more depressed as the book goes on. though the book does end on a somewhat hopeful note, i cannot say that it's one of my favorites, and it is most definately not one that i'll read again. though Salinger did make some good points, i found the book an irritating, but not altogether pointless, documentery of teen angst. of course, most of my writing is the same thing, so i can't really talk.
"Looking for Alaska" by John Green
Looking for Alaska is definately in my top three favorite books. i picked it up at three in the afternoon and didn't stop reading until i finished reading it at about one in the morning. you know those books that, when you're finished, they leave you speechless? this one did that for me. there is only two other times this has happened: first when i was seven, the second time last year when i read "What Happened To Lani Garver." it follows Pudge, the Colonal, and Alaska, and it has one of those endings that you don't expect and makes you cry but at the same time realize everything's going to be okay. i know this: the last words are gonna stick with me.
"A Clockwork Orange" by Anthony Burgess.
I didn't like this one very much, either. i didn't even finish it. i'd like to understand what the people in the book is saying, thanks very much. i mean, that normally wouldn't stop me from reading a book, but halfway through, i got really sick of reading the violence. it made me sick, what the main character was capable of. so (sorry, Mysti) it's definately not one that i'll be finishing.
"The Giver" by Lois Lowry
this book definately was one to make me mad, through most of it. it was very imaginative and definately well written, and even though what the auther descibed didn't make sense most of the time, you still got it, just because it was that well done. it made me so mad, in parts of it, that i just about cried, especially when they killed the unnamed baby twin, and when they were going to kill Gabe, but i liked the ending. even though the book left me with a bit of unrest, i liked it. it made me think, especially about how we are starting to head in that direction. i don't like that we are, and i hope we are never that idiotic to start up with that.
now i move on to the next book...not sure which one yet...
toodles!
Brii333
I Submitted My Work!!!!!
i totally submitted somthing to Teen Ink!!!! i'm so proud of myself. :D
the peice isn't the most cheerful thing in the world, but i figured i'd put it in here, since i'm putting it into the world anyways...
Letter To Myself
Splish, splash, splish, splash.
Rain falls, like a soft cleanser, to wash away what's left of acid tears.
The hot, angry, salty lava drips from my eyes, leaving it's mark on the frozen skin of my cheeks. My dress, once clean and white, is stained with grass and mud, black with the fear of my indecision. The soft, cold, wet fabric clings to my form, revealing every imperfection I've ever tried to hide.
Was it the scars that made you leave? The fading, white-purple slashes on my body, lingering reminders of my addiction, an ominous warning of my insecurity?
If I build up the scar tissue, will I forget that you exsisted? Can I hide you away in the fortress of my mind, where your image will slowly fade and your view of the world, bright and delightful, will blacken and crumble to dust?
Memories of you haunt me like a ghost, a child that's forgotten and crying. It hurts me to see what you've become--bitter, angry, and hateful.
I miss you.
I had some trouble deciding what category to put it under, and i finally decided on Non-fiction. then they had to go and confuse me by telling me to choose a sub-category. what the fuck! so i picked Other. so then they told me to type in the "other" category. so i ended up typing in Addiction. **sigh** everything's so complex.
Peace,
Brii333
the peice isn't the most cheerful thing in the world, but i figured i'd put it in here, since i'm putting it into the world anyways...
Letter To Myself
Splish, splash, splish, splash.
Rain falls, like a soft cleanser, to wash away what's left of acid tears.
The hot, angry, salty lava drips from my eyes, leaving it's mark on the frozen skin of my cheeks. My dress, once clean and white, is stained with grass and mud, black with the fear of my indecision. The soft, cold, wet fabric clings to my form, revealing every imperfection I've ever tried to hide.
Was it the scars that made you leave? The fading, white-purple slashes on my body, lingering reminders of my addiction, an ominous warning of my insecurity?
If I build up the scar tissue, will I forget that you exsisted? Can I hide you away in the fortress of my mind, where your image will slowly fade and your view of the world, bright and delightful, will blacken and crumble to dust?
Memories of you haunt me like a ghost, a child that's forgotten and crying. It hurts me to see what you've become--bitter, angry, and hateful.
I miss you.
I had some trouble deciding what category to put it under, and i finally decided on Non-fiction. then they had to go and confuse me by telling me to choose a sub-category. what the fuck! so i picked Other. so then they told me to type in the "other" category. so i ended up typing in Addiction. **sigh** everything's so complex.
Peace,
Brii333
Tuesday, February 3, 2009
WEEEEEE!!!!!!!
Claim: Dropped food remains germ-free if picked up within five seconds.
Status: False.
Origins: Contemporary folk wisdom assures us if we drop food onto the floor or the ground it remains safe to eat provided it is picked up within a brief period of time, with the margin of safety usually expressed as three, five, seven, or ten seconds. That wisdom is widely thought of as a "rule" and is often referred to as such (e.g., "the five-second rule"). This odd but comforting belief appears to grant us the ability to undo the minor disaster of having lost something we were about to eat, provided we act quickly enough. How difficult it is to accept the unforgiving reality that dictates one moment's toothsome treat is the next moment's trash if dropped. We want a remedy for our regret, hence "five-second" rules. In September 2003, Jillian Clarke, a high school student at the Chicago High School for Agricultural Sciences, released her findings regarding the "five second rule." She performed her tests by dropping Gummi Bears and fudge-striped cookies onto ceramic tiles, some of which had been treated with E. coli, a form of bacteria commonly found in human feces and raw meat and very much a part of our ordinary environment. Cookies and candy have low levels of naturally occurring microflora and are dry, which is why we suspect she chose them for her test. (A wetter foodstuff, such as meat or cheese, might have pulled detritus from the testing floor more quickly than a dry item, making the test results less accurate.) Through microscopic examination of the dropped cookies and Gummi Bears, Miss Clarke found E. coli bacteria certainly adhered to the items before five seconds had passed, thereby disproving the "five-second rule." Yet even without Miss Clarke's experiment, this should have been obvious. Bacteria and viruses grab on by contact, and even brief encounters of the split-second variety can be more than enough for them to claim a new home address. They harbor no respect for a time barrier of a specific number of seconds. Just as incidental contact with a hot stove can inflict a serious burn in the blink of an eye, so can germs be transferred to what they touch. Drop a cookie onto a clean floor, and you could eat it with impunity. Drop it onto a contaminated one, and it matters not how quickly you pick it up. And, short of swabbing where the cookie landed and culturing samples taken from those swabs to see what grows, there's no way to tell safe from hazardous. What looks pristine can be a bacterial smorgasbord because germs aren't visible to the naked eye. It's ironic: that which has taken the greatest number of human lives throughout history is something we can't see. Any number of nasty things get transferred to our floors by way of falling there, being sprayed there, floating down through the air, and tracked in by our shoes. (Which is why germ expert Philip Tierno, Jr. recommends having two sets of footwear, one for indoors and one for outdoors to lessen at least that one danger.) Some of the germs that land there wouldn't do us any harm, but others can make us quite sick, and some are actually deadly. There is no five-second rule. The to-die-for brownie that just hit the floor may have instantly acquired a deadly literalness if we're foolish enough to persist in thinking of it as still being fit to eat. Likewise, parents whose children use teething devices or soothers should not rely upon the fast retrieval of these items when they hit the floor but should instead always wash and boil them lest they pass dreadful contagions to their children. (And no, a quick shake under hot water won't do.) Unlike baseball, when food hits the ground it's out. Barbara "off the drop-down menu" Mikkelson Sightings: In a 2000 television commercial for the Volkswagen Passat, a new father muses "The fact that I'm responsible for the upbringing of another human being is utterly ridiculous. How did this happen? Suddenly, I'm the one saying, 'Don't touch the cookie on the ground,' when I'm really thinking 'five-second rule.' If the cookie just hit the ground, that cookie is still good." A 1999 commercial for M&Ms refers to the belief. Sensing he's about to be eaten, a crispy M&M throws himself onto the floor, announcing "Ah, look at that — can't eat a candy that fell on the floor." "Why?" "It's a rule." "Whose rule?" Also, the main character in the 2001 film Osmosis Jones becomes ill after applying his "ten second rule" to a hard-boiled egg dropped in the chimpanzee cage at the zoo. Last updated: 20 February 2007 See Full Article
okay, yeah, i'm not going to steralize my candy when it falls on the floor in the gym at the school. i'm going to frickin' eat it. it sounds gross, and trust me, if there's anything visable on my food, i'm not going to shovel it in my mouth. and you know what? i'm foolish enough to trust my natural immune system to kill the germ for me. i think that people being overly cautious about this sort of thing is the reason so many people get sick all the time. if you don't let your immune system build up, you're going to get sick. it's common sense. me? i'm cautious, but not overly cautious, and i don't get sick very often at all. like, maybe once a year. (cold season. hard to avoid it, you know?) so my M&M fell on the floor! i'm gonna eat the damn thing. simple as that.
Your Proud Consumer of Dirty Food,
Brii333
Status: False.
Origins: Contemporary folk wisdom assures us if we drop food onto the floor or the ground it remains safe to eat provided it is picked up within a brief period of time, with the margin of safety usually expressed as three, five, seven, or ten seconds. That wisdom is widely thought of as a "rule" and is often referred to as such (e.g., "the five-second rule"). This odd but comforting belief appears to grant us the ability to undo the minor disaster of having lost something we were about to eat, provided we act quickly enough. How difficult it is to accept the unforgiving reality that dictates one moment's toothsome treat is the next moment's trash if dropped. We want a remedy for our regret, hence "five-second" rules. In September 2003, Jillian Clarke, a high school student at the Chicago High School for Agricultural Sciences, released her findings regarding the "five second rule." She performed her tests by dropping Gummi Bears and fudge-striped cookies onto ceramic tiles, some of which had been treated with E. coli, a form of bacteria commonly found in human feces and raw meat and very much a part of our ordinary environment. Cookies and candy have low levels of naturally occurring microflora and are dry, which is why we suspect she chose them for her test. (A wetter foodstuff, such as meat or cheese, might have pulled detritus from the testing floor more quickly than a dry item, making the test results less accurate.) Through microscopic examination of the dropped cookies and Gummi Bears, Miss Clarke found E. coli bacteria certainly adhered to the items before five seconds had passed, thereby disproving the "five-second rule." Yet even without Miss Clarke's experiment, this should have been obvious. Bacteria and viruses grab on by contact, and even brief encounters of the split-second variety can be more than enough for them to claim a new home address. They harbor no respect for a time barrier of a specific number of seconds. Just as incidental contact with a hot stove can inflict a serious burn in the blink of an eye, so can germs be transferred to what they touch. Drop a cookie onto a clean floor, and you could eat it with impunity. Drop it onto a contaminated one, and it matters not how quickly you pick it up. And, short of swabbing where the cookie landed and culturing samples taken from those swabs to see what grows, there's no way to tell safe from hazardous. What looks pristine can be a bacterial smorgasbord because germs aren't visible to the naked eye. It's ironic: that which has taken the greatest number of human lives throughout history is something we can't see. Any number of nasty things get transferred to our floors by way of falling there, being sprayed there, floating down through the air, and tracked in by our shoes. (Which is why germ expert Philip Tierno, Jr. recommends having two sets of footwear, one for indoors and one for outdoors to lessen at least that one danger.) Some of the germs that land there wouldn't do us any harm, but others can make us quite sick, and some are actually deadly. There is no five-second rule. The to-die-for brownie that just hit the floor may have instantly acquired a deadly literalness if we're foolish enough to persist in thinking of it as still being fit to eat. Likewise, parents whose children use teething devices or soothers should not rely upon the fast retrieval of these items when they hit the floor but should instead always wash and boil them lest they pass dreadful contagions to their children. (And no, a quick shake under hot water won't do.) Unlike baseball, when food hits the ground it's out. Barbara "off the drop-down menu" Mikkelson Sightings: In a 2000 television commercial for the Volkswagen Passat, a new father muses "The fact that I'm responsible for the upbringing of another human being is utterly ridiculous. How did this happen? Suddenly, I'm the one saying, 'Don't touch the cookie on the ground,' when I'm really thinking 'five-second rule.' If the cookie just hit the ground, that cookie is still good." A 1999 commercial for M&Ms refers to the belief. Sensing he's about to be eaten, a crispy M&M throws himself onto the floor, announcing "Ah, look at that — can't eat a candy that fell on the floor." "Why?" "It's a rule." "Whose rule?" Also, the main character in the 2001 film Osmosis Jones becomes ill after applying his "ten second rule" to a hard-boiled egg dropped in the chimpanzee cage at the zoo. Last updated: 20 February 2007 See Full Article
okay, yeah, i'm not going to steralize my candy when it falls on the floor in the gym at the school. i'm going to frickin' eat it. it sounds gross, and trust me, if there's anything visable on my food, i'm not going to shovel it in my mouth. and you know what? i'm foolish enough to trust my natural immune system to kill the germ for me. i think that people being overly cautious about this sort of thing is the reason so many people get sick all the time. if you don't let your immune system build up, you're going to get sick. it's common sense. me? i'm cautious, but not overly cautious, and i don't get sick very often at all. like, maybe once a year. (cold season. hard to avoid it, you know?) so my M&M fell on the floor! i'm gonna eat the damn thing. simple as that.
Your Proud Consumer of Dirty Food,
Brii333
Untitled Poem X
Sick and tired,
Nervous and weird,
High-strung and twisted.
I just need something to hold on to,
Someone to stem this endless teen-angst flow
of words I can't control.
You said that good's somewhere in everyone,
But my share seems so hard to find,
Because I'm selfish and weird, nervous and blind.
I'm watcfhing my days slip by, so slow,
Wasting away inside my empty shell,
It's so apparent I'm not well.
Please, give me something real to hold on to.
I've forgotten who I am,
and I don't know how to let anyone in.
Because I'm selfish and weird,
Nervous and blind.
written on January 17, 2009
Nervous and weird,
High-strung and twisted.
I just need something to hold on to,
Someone to stem this endless teen-angst flow
of words I can't control.
You said that good's somewhere in everyone,
But my share seems so hard to find,
Because I'm selfish and weird, nervous and blind.
I'm watcfhing my days slip by, so slow,
Wasting away inside my empty shell,
It's so apparent I'm not well.
Please, give me something real to hold on to.
I've forgotten who I am,
and I don't know how to let anyone in.
Because I'm selfish and weird,
Nervous and blind.
written on January 17, 2009
Monday, February 2, 2009
One-Act!!!
Wooooo!!!!!
for one-act competitions, our school wrote our own one-act play, a comedy entitled "Altar-Ations," which we worked on for a very long time. it was SOOOO fun!!!! i love acting--i love that you can be anybody BUT yourself, and it's okay NOT to be genuine. because no matter what people say, being genuine is hard. but that's not what i was gonna say.
so we were first at competition---it was cool, because the audience laughed when they were supposed to, went "oooooooh...." when they were supposed to, and all that jazz. it was awesome.
we didn't win, we thought we'd at least get second place, but we got fourth. which is okay. because you know what, it's like Mrs. M says: i'd rather be the one that everyone says "what? they didn't win???" then the one where everyone says "what? why'd they win???"
and the people who won did do very well. they definately deserved it. although, the third place group put everyone to sleep--it was SOOOOO boring...
but we enjoyed ourselves. we were doing what we loved, and we made that apparent. and the audience loved it, so that's all that matters.
xoxo,
Brii333
for one-act competitions, our school wrote our own one-act play, a comedy entitled "Altar-Ations," which we worked on for a very long time. it was SOOOO fun!!!! i love acting--i love that you can be anybody BUT yourself, and it's okay NOT to be genuine. because no matter what people say, being genuine is hard. but that's not what i was gonna say.
so we were first at competition---it was cool, because the audience laughed when they were supposed to, went "oooooooh...." when they were supposed to, and all that jazz. it was awesome.
we didn't win, we thought we'd at least get second place, but we got fourth. which is okay. because you know what, it's like Mrs. M says: i'd rather be the one that everyone says "what? they didn't win???" then the one where everyone says "what? why'd they win???"
and the people who won did do very well. they definately deserved it. although, the third place group put everyone to sleep--it was SOOOOO boring...
but we enjoyed ourselves. we were doing what we loved, and we made that apparent. and the audience loved it, so that's all that matters.
xoxo,
Brii333
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