I've recently realized that maybe life isn't what I always thought it was. Maybe life doesn't completely suck after all...or maybe it's worse! Maybe we're all just little marbles in an alien's bag! (<---sorry, just watched MIB) Maybe we're all just fooling ourselves, or maybe life is fooling US!!! Maybe...maybe life isn't really throwing lemons...maybe it's throwing blueberries!!!!
OMB!!!
These are some of the things I think about on a regular basis, hence my never paying attention to anything of importance. I zone out a lot in class and...well...life, I've realized. My teacher actually threw a dry-erase marker at my head one time because he'd called my name about 10 times and I was just sitting there, slouching in my chair, going all O______o The worst part is that I usually end up staring into space right at someone's face, so they think I'm oggling them or something (yes! I used oggling in a sentence!). Then they get all huffy and annoyed and I have to sit there trying to explain while they yell at me. :(
Another thing I've observed about myself is that I really have no idea what I'm doing most of the time. I discovered this just now when I was trying to do a lab write-up for my biology class. I read the question through about 5 times (each time it made less and less sense), and I finally wrote a squiggle and a happy face for the answer. I'm pretty sure that the answer is something obvious like "the DNA strand is a copy" or "the weak hydrogen bonds link the nitrogenous bases together" (which is actually probably the answer). Even though I feel like a failure at this point...I'm kind of wondering how many points my teacher will give me for my well-thought-out answer.
Another example of my obliviousness is a story of 15 minutes ago. So I'm sitting at the computer, typing away on this blog, and Queen comes on (my music library is on shuffle). It's the song Don't Stop Me Now; which just happens to be my favourite Queen song - a fact that should hint right away that something bad is about to happen. Anyways, so like any other teenager in a quiet house (who forgets that her mom is sleeping in the other room), I immediately start singing along in a loud, obnoxious voice. I don't hit any bad notes or anything, but I get so into it that within 2 minutes I'm out of my seat and jumping around my room with a hair brush in one hand and an air guitar in the other. I replayed the song about 4 times. Yeah...I'm pretty sure some poor, unsuspecting country is receiving an earthquake warning at this moment because of my earth shattering leaping. But anyways, I don't know how I didn't wake up my mom (she actually just woke up now) or bring the neighbors running to save us from burglars or whatever, and honestly, I don't know what this story was supposed to prove. Um...but yeah, I realized that I get a little weird and wired sometimes, and maybe that's a bad thing?
So...I had an interesting day today. Theatre class was epic as usual. My friends Kara and Tristan and I are all "veterans" because we already took the class last semester, so I always feel like a pro...kind of. :) Anyways, we were doing this improv thing and Tristan and I were together (ugh lol) and he ended up picking me up (yet again) and carrying me across the stage. Yes, it was funny for everyone else, but for little 'ol me, it was terrifying. Suddenly I was 3 feet taller and moving at lightning speed with my feet not touching the floor. grr, Tristan, grr. but anyways...my teacher said that I was "the best person he knew at looking sad" (for those of you who know me, I do a very awesome frowny face ---> :[ yes, like that.) anyways, it was fun. and apparently I show body language very well (hence the title), which I found funny. I guess it's not very hard to act awkward and terrified of someone when they're slinging you over one shoulder and running around the stage. :)
On the subject of body language...Have you ever noticed how much body language is a part of our every day lives? Like conversations and everything...without it, it would be pretty hard to convey things, especially hidden feelings, you know? I just thought of this because I've actually been talking on the phone quite a bit this last week (shocked face). I talked to two of my friends and some other people, but that's inconsequencial. The main point is that, (I don't know if this is body language necessarily) I talk with my hands a lot and raise my eyebrows and nod a lot in normal conversation, and this makes it very hard for me to talk on the phone because, obviously, the other person can't see any of that. So I'll be standing there, nodding my assent, and then pause and look at the phone and realize "oh yeah, they can't see that." and then I have to utter this awkward "yeah..." haha! Plus, you can't read the other person's body language so sometimes you can't tell if someone's being sarcastic or joking or being serious because you just CAN'T SEE ANY OF THAT!!!
Hence my phone-phobia.
I've always had this aversion to phones, but I guess I'm getting over it. It's just so...un-personal (is that a word?) I mean, what if some stalker kid from school calls you (having magically acquired your number from an anonymous source, of course [that rhymes!]) and is hitting on you. You can't give him a look or turn away or cross your arms over your chest menacingly because HE CAN'T SEE YOU (which is probably good, but still...)!!! so then you have to actually say "dude, you make me uncomfortable...GO AWAY!) And that's just wasted effort. That's what body language is for!
Body language saves time!!!
Anyways, that's pretty much it. except for....I GOT NEW SHOES!!! just an hour or so ago. I got some gray converse (with sparkles!!!) and a pair of other shoes that have stripes or something. pretty exciting. I'm excited. I'm ready to go out into the world again tomorrow and use some of my epic body language on those creepers.
Ready, set, Go!
You can't stop me now!!!
