Don't Hug me I'm Scared!

My friend showed me this Youtube video the other day. Omg. If you haven't seen it click play above.

Now that you've seen it, I'll share my reactions. At first I was like "What the crap is this?" And then it got dark and scary and creepy. Like really fast. And then I got scared. Like really fast.

I actually like it though. The song is catchy and I have been singing "I can see a hat! I can see a cat! I can see  a man with a baseball bat!" All the time at school. Then I googled it and found out the true meaning.

The whole video is to show how media, like children's shows, are saying they teach children creativity when all they do is make them think how they want them to think. That's why "green is not a creative color" because it wasn't on the notebook's color wheel of the notebook's favorite colors. She only wanted them to choose what she approved of. And also when the puppet made the clown drawing, the notebook put black ink on it, and it was something truly original and creative! Also with the clouds, at first the puppets don't see anything, but then the notebook put the monocle over her eye, and they all saw shapes. They saw what she wanted them to! Then the whole creepy/dark/scary stuff is to show how they kill creativity.

Deep stuff right? Then again it could just be a video someone made to freak people out.

What do you think?

Moaning Myrtle flooded the toilets

So as you might remember the Chamber of Secrets is in the outside girls bathroom at my school. Well it took an even more unpleasant turn yesterday when I walk in to find the floor (which is already gross and peeling) all covered in water. Eughg. Moaning Myrtle must have been upset about something. Also the lights went out so there's only light from the small skylight.

Soooo creepy in there.

The Pit of Sarcasm!

Everyday after science class my friends and I trek down to the dreaded Pit of Sarcasm. Otherwise known as French class.

Now don't get me wrong: I have nothing against France or French People. In fact if you are French and are reading this, Salut mon amies! Well I forgot there is a translate widget thing. But anyway it's the teacher that's the trouble. I won't name names so let's just call him Bob.

So every class we go over the homework and makes fun of the people who mispronounce the words as we go around the room. So far I haven't made a mistake for him to rip on me for but I'm scared to death I'll screw it up badly and everyone will laugh. There is one kid in my class who never does his homework and doesn't understand sarcasm so Bob uses it all the time with him. I know I shouldn't, but I think it's kinda funny. Like there's this running joke about Françoise because that kid and another one pronounce français as frawn-swah so now whenever they say that Bob is like "Oh, Françoise, when did he get here again?" And we all laugh. Good times. So I have mixed feelings on the Pit of Sarcasm. On one hand it scares me and on the other it's entertainment. What do you think?

There's a Demigod at my school

I may be jumping to conclusions but so far the evidence is pointing in the true direction. So my friend is ADHD and dyslexic. Big sign right there. But I guess it could be a coincidence. She also lives with her mom and her dad left before she was born. Am I right? Is this too much of a coincidence? Is she really a demigod? If so what god do you think is her parent? Btw she's a really good artist and musician. So comment what you think!

My mountain

Everyone loves the end of the year. I like to compare it to a hill; the closer you get to the end of the year the steeper the downward slant gets. Well unfortunately I have finals. Giant finals worth 1/5 of my entire year's average. So instead of leisurely walking down the hill I have to sprint a mountain. Yippee.

My latest obsession

About two months ago I journeyed out of the fiction section in my local library and went to the Nature & Pets section. And there I discovered some of the most fascinating books I've ever read. Dog books.
I started out slow, just memoirs of digs and the like. Then I got out The Dog Who Loved Too Much by Nicholas Dodman. Then I really got into it. For those of you unfamiliar with it,The Dog Who Loved Too Much is about psychological problems many dogs experience and individual cases. From that book on I ventured into the hard core world of non fiction. I soon became a fan of Stanley Coren, who wrote The Intelligence of Dogs, How Dogs Think, Do Dogs Dream?, and many others but those are the only ones I've read. Anyway I highly recommend them to any dog lover. It is incredibly fascinating to learn about how dogs see compared to us, their scent capabilities, how they perceive the world and everything else! I'm also reading Dogs by Jake Page about the evolutionary history of dogs which I gotta say is fascinating!

Why I hate Springtime

Springtime. Being able to walk outside without a winter coat, breathing fresh air, seeing the pretty flowers. For most people, spring is the best season. And then there's me.
First of all, I have seasonal allergies. So when springtime comes every single day I'm on Claritin, Nasonex, and Zatador to combat my allergies. And the sad thing is they don't even work. :( It's so embarrassing especially when taking tests in school. All is quiet until I sneeze and start sniffling and snorting and rubbing my eyes. Ughhh. And in Science class we were watching a movie, and then my teacher goes to open the window and there's this big flowery magnolia right outside the window. I just have time to think "Oh crap." Before my allergy powers activate and I sneeze like 70 times and interrupt the movie.
Also, I have a phobia of bugs. No really it is completely irrational. I won't go anywhere near a bee/wasp/something that hurts me. Most of the time I'm okay but sometimes it's a real pain in the but. I was at a track meet and was running the 100m. I was on the line and the guy is like "set" (for those of you who do not know set is when you get in position and stay still other wise he has to redo the whole ready set whatever) and so were all still . Then a bee flies around my head and I scream at the top of my lungs and run from the lane. So. Em. Barr. As. Sing.
As you can see, I prefer winter.

My trip to the Chamber of Secrets

This may sound like an odd title but I swear to God it is true.
It all started at my track meet today (it was a home meet). I was running late so I didn't have time to go to the bathroom inside before it started. So I run the 100 m dash, the 400x200 relay, and I do the long jump. Well after the long jump I really had to go the bathroom. I didn't want to pee my pants ( or in this case ugly gym shorts) during the race! That would be soooo embarrassing. So I found the girl's bathroom up at the track. Big Mistake.
I walk in and there is this gross hallway with peeling paint and spiders scuttling out the door behind me. The stalls' locks don't work and the toilets are freakin nasty and when flushed they sound like Moaning Myrtle! The sinks were old and weird looking with antique faucets. There was a hand dryer and I made the mistake of pressing the button and it was EXTREMELY loud it would not turn off!
So all in all it was the Entrance to the Chamber of Secrets. Yuck.

What's up?

Hi guys :)
So i confess: I'm a total nerd! (Like you didn't guess from the title) But I'm not your average geek. Alright, I do have an obsession with Harry Potter and The Lord of The Rings and the worst grade I've ever gotten on a test is a 90, but so what! I (surprisingly) have a fascination with make up and I like putting together looks to match my outfit. But of course I have to put a nerdy spin on it so I went to the library (where else) and got out like fifty books on makeup and skincare. I am also pathologically shy so if someone asked me to read this out loud in front of people, lets just say I wouldn't want to be the person standing next to me. :o That's the power of the web: a shy person can blog to an unknown number of people without barfing! On that happy note, I'd like to conclude this nessage, This is my first blog so stick with me, I think you'll enjoy the ride :)