We don't know everything there is to know.
We don't even know if your current knowledge is accurate or not.
Of course, there are many things that we definitely do know. Some people go to the extreme and question defined facts. Those people are crazy, we do not need to bother ourselves with them.
Speaking of crazy people. I was in San Francisco a few weeks ago, and there was a large number of crazy people there. There was a lady walking around in the BART station with a red bucket on her head. There was another woman who appeared to be a crack addict. She would walk up to people and sometimes ask for money. That's right, sometimes she would just walk up to someone and not ask for a dollar. In my case, she came up to me to mutter unintelligibly, twice. However, she became quite articulate when she started asking a businessman for cash.
A week ago, I was in Boston. They are not immune to the marble-less. On a narrow, 1-lane street, this lady was double parking her minivan, much to the dismay of the cars behind them. When the car in front of her drove away, as it was already inconveniently dropping someone off, she drove forward one car length and double parked, again. The cars behind her the first time were back to honking. Later in the day, I visited the harbor when I spotted a traffic policewoman screaming at the cars for not moving. The vehicles in the 4-way intersection were understandably confused, as she sort of motioned everyone to just go at once. After her meltdown, she promptly picked up her cell phone and started talking on it, leaving the cars even more confused. Towards, the end of the day, I enter a McDonald's to buy a drink. There was a huge line, because some grandma was causing all sorts of trouble at the cash register. She was yelling at the worker to give her back her money, because she has $14.50 (I remember the value because she repeated it about 1450 million times). After many WTF-faces, the cashier returned her the money she paid, so that she can repay him in the exact amount, or not. There was a discount of some sort on the menu, so she did not need to pay FOURTEEN FIFTY, MISTER. Of course, paying less is unacceptable and requires extensive convincing and explanation before the matter can be dropped. One would think the story would be over, but it was not. When they brought her the food, she began throwing a old lady fit, because the order was wrong. I could not really follow the exact issue, but I'm guessing the number of fries in the bag was off by 1.45 fries. By the time my friends and I left, she was still there being cranky and holding up the line.
I think the most curious thing about my observations is that none of the crazy figures were male.
Well, no. I did see a black guy in San Francisco holding a sign that said sex before marriage brands you as a whore (girls) or whorer (boys). I'm not sure if whorer is a word, but whatever.
In any case, the guy was at least silent. Besides holding a sign, he was bothersome to no one, particularly if you did not see what the sign said. So, I did not include him in my crazy-people statistic.
What else is new?
Haha, I said "else," as if to imply all that I have said has never been heard of before. Come on, we've all seen crazy people before.
Alright. What now?
Summer vacation is too boring and the school year is too stressful. Work is too mundane and laziness is too lame.
What are we missing these days? Toys and imagination, probably. Back in the day, you could to your friend's house to play. Just play. Now, of what do most hangouts consist? Movies, food, games, and a few other things pushed into our faces.
Plus, I think kids can handle repetition better than adults. By handle, I mean enjoy.
Then again, there are old people who repeat the same joke over and over again. You have to laugh because it's polite, but it still pretty dumb.
So what do you want to do when.. you grow up? Can we even ask that anymore? We're like, technically grown-ups now. That's cool. It's not like, I want to be a child again, so I can append "when you grow up" to my questions. There are many benefits to being a young one, but being of age is far more interesting.
What's the most important thing to write about in a diary? The date? What you did? How you felt? I think when you ultimately re-read your diary when you're one thousand years old, you'd want to be reminded of your mini-adventures. Reading "I'm mad today, I'm happy today, I'm going to be sad tomorrow" can be pretty boring after 10 pages.
Detective's Tip #11: If a girl did not list her status, assume she's in a relationship.
Detective's Tip #12: If government incompetence prevents you from getting paid at your full-time job, it would suck.
You Know What Would Suck?
If someone is onto you.
Hmm, What If... I punched you in the head, and then gave you $50?
Situation:
Your crush thinks of you as a brother.
Possible Outcomes:
1. You cease all communication with her.
2. You make use of foreign substances to break the taboo barrier.
3. You attempt to see her as a sister, with little success.
We don't even know if your current knowledge is accurate or not.
Of course, there are many things that we definitely do know. Some people go to the extreme and question defined facts. Those people are crazy, we do not need to bother ourselves with them.
Speaking of crazy people. I was in San Francisco a few weeks ago, and there was a large number of crazy people there. There was a lady walking around in the BART station with a red bucket on her head. There was another woman who appeared to be a crack addict. She would walk up to people and sometimes ask for money. That's right, sometimes she would just walk up to someone and not ask for a dollar. In my case, she came up to me to mutter unintelligibly, twice. However, she became quite articulate when she started asking a businessman for cash.
A week ago, I was in Boston. They are not immune to the marble-less. On a narrow, 1-lane street, this lady was double parking her minivan, much to the dismay of the cars behind them. When the car in front of her drove away, as it was already inconveniently dropping someone off, she drove forward one car length and double parked, again. The cars behind her the first time were back to honking. Later in the day, I visited the harbor when I spotted a traffic policewoman screaming at the cars for not moving. The vehicles in the 4-way intersection were understandably confused, as she sort of motioned everyone to just go at once. After her meltdown, she promptly picked up her cell phone and started talking on it, leaving the cars even more confused. Towards, the end of the day, I enter a McDonald's to buy a drink. There was a huge line, because some grandma was causing all sorts of trouble at the cash register. She was yelling at the worker to give her back her money, because she has $14.50 (I remember the value because she repeated it about 1450 million times). After many WTF-faces, the cashier returned her the money she paid, so that she can repay him in the exact amount, or not. There was a discount of some sort on the menu, so she did not need to pay FOURTEEN FIFTY, MISTER. Of course, paying less is unacceptable and requires extensive convincing and explanation before the matter can be dropped. One would think the story would be over, but it was not. When they brought her the food, she began throwing a old lady fit, because the order was wrong. I could not really follow the exact issue, but I'm guessing the number of fries in the bag was off by 1.45 fries. By the time my friends and I left, she was still there being cranky and holding up the line.
I think the most curious thing about my observations is that none of the crazy figures were male.
Well, no. I did see a black guy in San Francisco holding a sign that said sex before marriage brands you as a whore (girls) or whorer (boys). I'm not sure if whorer is a word, but whatever.
In any case, the guy was at least silent. Besides holding a sign, he was bothersome to no one, particularly if you did not see what the sign said. So, I did not include him in my crazy-people statistic.
What else is new?
Haha, I said "else," as if to imply all that I have said has never been heard of before. Come on, we've all seen crazy people before.
Alright. What now?
Summer vacation is too boring and the school year is too stressful. Work is too mundane and laziness is too lame.
What are we missing these days? Toys and imagination, probably. Back in the day, you could to your friend's house to play. Just play. Now, of what do most hangouts consist? Movies, food, games, and a few other things pushed into our faces.
Plus, I think kids can handle repetition better than adults. By handle, I mean enjoy.
Then again, there are old people who repeat the same joke over and over again. You have to laugh because it's polite, but it still pretty dumb.
So what do you want to do when.. you grow up? Can we even ask that anymore? We're like, technically grown-ups now. That's cool. It's not like, I want to be a child again, so I can append "when you grow up" to my questions. There are many benefits to being a young one, but being of age is far more interesting.
What's the most important thing to write about in a diary? The date? What you did? How you felt? I think when you ultimately re-read your diary when you're one thousand years old, you'd want to be reminded of your mini-adventures. Reading "I'm mad today, I'm happy today, I'm going to be sad tomorrow" can be pretty boring after 10 pages.
Detective's Tip #11: If a girl did not list her status, assume she's in a relationship.
Detective's Tip #12: If government incompetence prevents you from getting paid at your full-time job, it would suck.
You Know What Would Suck?
If someone is onto you.
Hmm, What If... I punched you in the head, and then gave you $50?
Situation:
Your crush thinks of you as a brother.
Possible Outcomes:
1. You cease all communication with her.
2. You make use of foreign substances to break the taboo barrier.
3. You attempt to see her as a sister, with little success.