Friday, December 28, 2012

Animals? Ugly? They can't be...

So I was web surfing today and decided to look up "odd facts about humans" and eventually found this article that was titled "13 of the ugliest animals on the planet." I thought maybe some of those animal lovers out there would enjoy this. I love animals and found quite a few of these so-called "ugly" creatures to be oh so adorable. Check it out. Now.

Wednesday, December 26, 2012

Haiku for You

So I just looked up what a Haiku was... caused, yet again, by boredom. Essentially, it is a poem (that doesn't rhyme) consisting of three lines; the first has 5 syllables, the second- 7, and the third- 5 again. Usually the theme of a Haiku is nature, but it doesn't have to be. I have now taken it upon myself to write 10 (potentially awful) haiku (which happens to be the plural of haiku... who knew?) in 10 short minutes. Yay!


One
The  floors are creaking
like the bones of the old-
They're one in the same.

Two
Silence is jagged
only when it is blatant.
Noise is always sharp.

Three
Wind only whispers
when no one is listening.
Secrets are not heard.

Four
When it rains, it pours-
Many quite frankly hate it.
I love when it pours.

Five
Sometimes I wonder
why people do certain things.
Then I remember.

Six
Everything I touch
does not really turn to gold
but only sorrow.

Seven
Trees with leaves are nice.
However, I prefer the
ones leafless and bare.

Eight
"I am a normal"
said the serial killer.
I am not normal.

Nine
I know it wont last
but I do it anyway-
I'm only human.

Ten
What really happened?
It has been so very long.
I don't want to know.

So there you have it! The evidence of my terrible poet-like capabilities. Well, at least I know what a haiku is now. Hooray!

Common Rhetorical Questions I find Myself asking Myself and Attempting to Answer...

Rhetorical Questions are used for various purposes: to better or worsen writing, to get someone thinking, in an attempt to confuse people. No matter how much I try not to, I can't help but ask myself rhetorical questions... Sometimes I ask the normal questions of myself. Why am I here? What is my purpose? What is the meaning of life? Other times, they aren't so normal. Is this real life? Do I really want an answer? Why am I talking to myself? All I have to say about rhetorical questions.. is... well... why do we ask them if we don't want an answer? Don't answer that.

Sunday, December 23, 2012

I've kind of sort of realized I don't really like people.

Some of you may have noticed extraordinary things about yourself, such as a toe on one foot is longer than the respective toe on the other foot. Maybe you have realized you don't care for chocolate (and if that's the case, please don't read further; I can't stand the idea that some who doesn't like chocolate is reading a post of mine). Anyways, one thing or another is off about you. I, on the contrary, have noticed that I truly do not like people.
People are just so irritating. I mean, rarely do you ever find a human being who has never faked a smile or pretended to be mad at someone. I despise the insincerity.  I admit, I'm hypocritical when it comes to this topic, but I also do admit that I adore animals because of this. It's not uncommon to find an animal happy to see you. They show it, too. Those little puppies and kittens (more of puppies) that litter (ha, pun) homes all over this country undoubtedly attack you when you come home. They jump all over you, give you hundreds of slobbery kisses a day. My dog does this cute little step-in-place thing when she sees me because she's too excited to move. All I have to do is say her name and she bounds towards me and begs to be petted and loved. She always causes me to smile at moments like these; these are the moments I cherish.
Furthermore, when an animal is angry, they show it; when they're tired, they sleep. Animals don't stay up all night to be "cool" or stay up to talk to their little crush that they will most likely get over in less than a month. When they're angry, they growl and show all their pearly-whites to show you that stuff just got real. Animals show you that they really do care about you too. Humans say they love you and would do anything for you, but there's pretty much always a lie behind each of those words that escape through their lips. Animals are loyal no matter what; they would take a grenade for you, maybe even jump in front of a train for you. Who knows for sure? All I know is that if they see a stranger, they cautiously protect you from potential danger and, no matter what, will love you unconditionally. It's like that spanking you just gave them taught them their lesson and they're not even angry or embarrassed by what just took place, that you're the one who did that to them. They're already wanting to play fetch again or cuddle on the couch for the Harry Potter movie marathon on ABC Family.
Animals also respect what you do. You want to do nothing all day? Your dog is definitely down for that. You want to walk for a few hours? Grab the leash and get going! No matter what you want to do for the day your pet respects it and will support you and your decision. People usually do not. I tend to find people in my life talking me out of doing things or downgrading my potential decisions. They change what I was planning on doing, typically not for the better future. I find that people ruin opportunities for me. However, when they do support a decision of mine and agree to go through it with me, they often step out or jump off the decision train. I find myself alone, without support and that isn't exactly the best feeling in the world.
Animals are just there for you all the time, through thick and thin, and are true to themselves and you for eternity. That's probably why I'm not a fan of people nowadays and will probably not be ever again in the future.

Friday, December 14, 2012

For fun questionaire

I was looking to update my page and add some fill-in-the-blank style questions to help exploit myself on the internet for all to see. I'd like to do a universal one for all of the beautiful writers of this freaky blog to answer for nice and easy comparison, because I saw that on someone else's blog and thought it'd be worth stealing. I had an idea, and forgot it. So I googled "getting to know you questions" and clicked on one (link). I'm going to take some from there and fill them out. Then I checked out another one (link), and am going to do the same. (I'm going to be returning to these and updating them every so often). Here we go!


5. Whats your favourite way to wake up and whats the first thing you do?
Without the aid of an alarm; all by myself. First thing I do: throw off my covers.

6. What would you call yourself if you could choose your own name?
Keegan

8. Whats the worst/most embarassing CD/Album you've ever owned and do you still have it?
  The Jingle Cats; Yes, I still have it.

9. what would be your dream vehicle (bikes, cars, boats, batcar and millenium falcon is allowed!)?
A Volkswagen Thing

14. If you could have any animal/creature, What would be your ultimate pet be?
A fictional one that doesn't shed hair on my clothes, or sleep on my chest, or need to be fed, or poop, but does need walks (that way I wouldn't get fat)

15. What did you want to be when you were little and do you think you ever will be?
In kindey-garten I wanted be a doctor; I no longer think I'm smart enough, so no.


17. What were you doing before you started this?
Setting up a wii my brother bought for $50 to test if it works.

18. What was the last thing you ate that you really shouldnt of ?
I got a few bags of candy for my birthday two days ago. I've had WAY too much of it so far. 

19. If you were an ice cream/haagen daz/ben an jerrys flavour what would you be?

Good old reliable vanilla.

21. What was your favourite toy as a child  . . .and now?
I've asked my parents this; I allegedly was a fan of blocks. Now: the gamecube.

***********************************************************************
What is one of your favorite quotes?
I have a lot. I'm kind of a quote junky. I understand some people think they're cheesy, but I'm still a fan.
 "Life is not lost by dying; life is lost minute by dragging minute, day by dragging day, in all the thousand uncaring ways." -- Stephen Vincent Benet

What’s your favorite indoor/outdoor activity?

I would much rather be outside than inside, but I still spend more time inside. I'd really like to pick up kayaking.

What is your favorite form of exercise?

Playing tennis!

What’s your least favorite mode of transportation?

I don't dislike any of them per-say, but I'm not a fan of having to drive myself in high traffic.


If you could choose to stay a certain age forever, what age would it be?
A healthy established-but-not-yet-old forty years. 
If you could choose anyone, who would you pick as your mentor?
That is an excellent question which deserves more thought than I am willing to give it at this time. 
If you could know the answer to any question, besides “What is the meaning of life?”, what would it be?
What would I be happiest doing?
If you could be any fictional character, who would you choose?
Atticus Finch.
What would you name the autobiography of your life?
It May or May Not Have Happened Like That
What is something you learned in the last week?
Meteorites that make shooting stars are approximately smaller than or equal to the size of your thumb.
At what age did you become an adult?
I don't think it happened at a specific age, and I'm not sure I'm there yet. 

Monday, December 10, 2012

We've got a serious problem...

Welp. Chances of anyone reading this is slim...buuuuuuut...
I've got a problem. I've got a serious problem. Carl ate my hands. They're missing. He kind of cooked them up...and ate them! Seriously? Caaaaarrrrlllll....
I guess I can't blame him though. I mean, he was sort of hungry, so why not chop of my hands, cook them up, and eat them? All he had was that craving to eat hands. He can't help it - at least that's what he says.
Here I am now. Down to nubs, but somehow I can still type quite well, actually. I mean, look at me! I'm awesome, bro. But you ain't dude, so don't lie.
ANYWAYS...someone should get Carl some help before he eats someone else's hands. Hands are kind of important in the endeavor called life. Keep that in mind, my children. #YOLO. Hahaha. Just kidding. Don't ever say that or I can end that one life you have. HA. Just kidding again....but no, really. I'm a compulsive liar. Maybe. I'm not sure. Anyways. Uhm. Bye.