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Friday, February 27, 2009

Comments and evolution

Someone please leave a comment! Please just tell me what you think about my blog.
Anyway....
Have you ever met anyone who wasn't officially diagnosed with Schizophrenia but you just think that they have it? I know a lot of people that are like that and quite frankly, it gets on my nerves so much. It's like literally one minute they're nice to you and the next minute they act like you are the worst thing that ever happened in their life. My goodness I get enough of it! Do you? Does it get on your nerves as much as it does on mine. I mean if they are not really seriously bipolar or Schizo, then why act that way? Are there drastic mood changes that just occur naturally, without having a mental disorder. I'm not trying to make fun of anyone who does have a mental disorder though.
Have you ever wondered why evolution is still classified as a theory and is not a proven fact? It is because it is not a fact, and Darwin doesn't know what in the world he was thinking. Does anyone even believe Darwin was right? If he was, where are the missing links between human and apes? And the missing links between everything he thought evolved out of thin air. I have an experiment that will disprove the very theory of evolution. Let's get some of the earth's gases, and some dirt, and some single celled organisms, put them somewhere solitary, like in a lone oxygenated room for about maybe 100 years. Let's see if anything evolved out of practically nothing. It is the weirdest theory I have ever heard, and they shouldn't teach it in school, because it's not even scientifically correct.

Monday, February 23, 2009

Does anyone read this?

Does anyone read this blog? I think not, but I'm not offended.
Okay... thoughts
Isn't saying something is good relative? I mean, you could say, "oh I read that book! It was so good!" That's relative, because someone else might think that same book was horrible. People think "good" is a general term, and that they can use it on anyone or anything, and mean it as a complement. Good does not mean a darn thing if, you don't tell what's good about it. Sure Transformers was a great movie! But who else thinks so? All adjectives except the concrete ones, are absolutely relative. has anyone else thought about this? When someone else tells you "that was great!" Don't you ever wonder what in the world was so great about it? Gotta go right now, but I'll write soon.

Not that anyone cares....

Wednesday, February 18, 2009

Thin's Always Been In?

Why is it that this society in the West puts so much on the opinion that if you're thin, you're automatically beautiful? Isn't that a relative term? Beautiful? People think skinny is normal, what would happen if curvy was the norm? Would everyone look down upon them? There is no double standard in this society when it comes to how you look. The influence always makes women have flat stomachs and be size zeroes, and men have chiseled muscles. This is definitely relative, because in India, not all celebrities are stick skinny. In fact, most aren't. They still look beautiful, and they're healthy. When did someone decide the ideal image? I don't know how else to write this, and I have so many different thoughts in my head, but I don't know how to put them into words on the computer, But do you get my point? It's all relative, and everyone makes it seem it's all it cracks up to be. Is it really so?

Tuesday, February 17, 2009

Why?

Why is it that when you come prepared, and someone else isn't, you become the supplier for them? My gosh! It is school! There is a reason the teachers give you a supply list at the beginning of the year, and then give you two weeks to get it all in! If you have a mechanical pencil, and need lead, wouldn't the most logical solution to that be to get more lead? Why do you not come prepared to the one place where it matters you be prepared? She needs to stop wasting my mother's money, and start buying her own darn lead! And her own paper. And pencils. And eraser. She usually asks for either lead, a pencil, an eraser, paper, or all of the above! I want to say no when she asks me, but in the south, it is not "customary" to not share every single thing you own. I'm tired of it! It's my mother and father's money that pays for my supplies, and when she uses them, she's just freeloading! I mean, once-in-a-while is okay to ask for stuff, like when you ran out suddenly. But when you're going to ask everyday, it gets really annoying. When I say no, she has the audacity to complain that I am mean and stingy. Yea, we're the best of friends (or so she claims).
But whatever... enough with that. I have so much stress, I don't know how to relieve it.

Sunday, February 15, 2009

Anyway

I don't know what in the world to write here. Have any of you ever ride an ATV? It's so fun! Especially if you ride with someone. I'm not the only one who thinks about that girl in the Girl Like This post. My best friend here in NC thinks that way too. I'm not a girly girl, and I'm not into the girl drama that goes on in school. I'm one of those girls that takes life as it comes, and doesn't go nuts over that $200 piece of cloth someone calls a designer dress. Though I will go crrrazy over the Steelers winning the Superbowl, or the Knicks beating the 76ers. I love sports and music, and I love to read. I don't know why I'm writing all this, but I just feel like it. Most of the girls at my school are Real girly girls.
There is so much empty land up here! Nothing, absolutely nothing for miles except for grass and fence. I miss those skyscrapers. And the sidewalks. There are no sidewalks where I live, and I have to walk on the grass of other peoples' land. There is nothing to do here except go to the mall and movies. They talk so differently down here! I never understand what they're saying.
That's all I have to write, until I come up with something interesting.

Friday, February 13, 2009

Girls Like This...

Don't you hate it when someone thinks they know everything and always put you down, and you die to tell them off, but you just can't? I have like seven of those kinds of girls like that in my class and they erk me! It's like they think they're better than everyone else, when clearly they're not! They also think they are entitled to everyone else's stuff and can do whatever they want and still suck up to the teacher. It totally gets on my nerves. I want to say names but I don't know if I should. Today, we had a test, and the notification for the test has been up for about three weeks straight! She didn't know, because she didn't read the board, and then she has the nerve to complain that the teacher should remind us when we have tests! I told her that it was on the board for three weeks, and she said "so". Then I told her to read the board. She acts as if it's the teacher's fault she wasn't prepared for the test. Then, she told me that she didn't ask for my opinion. Who was she talking to then? The wall? I really hope she gets an F. I really do. As for me, I aced the test the week before. It feels so good to get this off my chest. I don't like this girl at all, but I have to live with her for 130 minutes a day because she sits at my table in Language Arts and Social Studies.

Thursday, February 12, 2009

School

My gosh! Why do teachers always have to put you with the people you don't like who do nothing but sit around and talk to their friends?! This has happened to me numerous times and I am sick and tired of it! We have to do a group project on the Sui Dynasty of China. Don't ask me why, I don't know. My teachers come up with the weirdest and dumbest projects I have ever heard of. I am not used to such a laid back state of life! No one cares about their grades, except the few gems in the dirt. At least at my school. The only friends I have are the ones that care about their grades. I love them though. They are the best friends I think I can find in North Carolina, and they love teaching me about the southern way of life. They're cool, but they are the ones that care about making straight A's like me. I like friends who encourage me. Don't you? Then they say that Northerners are so uptight and I need to loosen up. I don't like that. Do you? But seriously! They do nothing! The teachers I am surprised at because they take crap from students that teachers in Philly would have written them up and suspended them for. I like the north better, but I don't want to offend any southerners. I don't care if anyone reads my blog, it's good to get my feelings that I can't talk about to anyone, out. I like blogging. It's an escape. I might start doing it everyday.

Wednesday, February 11, 2009

Me

A little bit about me...
My parent are from a country in South America called Guyana. They have the West Indian way of life. The video you are about to watch is just a way the speak. Their accent isn't that heavy, but I just thought it was funny. As for me, I was born in New York, and don't look at myself as Guyanese. I am mixed with Indian, Chinese, Nepali, Portuguese, Irish, Scottish, Polish, Guyanese, Native American, and something else I really can't remember. Is anyone else out there mixed up as I am?

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=h4RpsMwf33A
This is how my parents speak. Sometimes I can't understand a word they say.
This is not meant to offend anyone either.

So...
I'm blogging for the first time, and I don't really know what to write.
As you can see, I reside in the "wonderful" North Carolina. I am a city girl, moving from New York to Philadelphia, and look where I ended up. I don't really like it here where the cows and horses run free as squirrels. I miss most of my friends. Well, I used to. But one kind of backstabbed me and won't even talk to me anymore. Any of you ever have one of those friends? I have been to seven different schools and I am only in my eight year of schooling (including Kindergarten). I have had a horrible school experience thus far. Even though I hate it here in NC, I don't want to move again until I am going to attend college. I want to go to either Columbia University, or the University of Pennsylvania. Right now, I'm stuck in a rut and don't know how to get out.