Adele quote

The Adele quote is interesting. I like it. She doesn't care about

cheesy crackers

There are multiple cheesy crackers out there, and i'm going to write about them. There are goldfish crackers, cheeze-its, cheeze-nips, and i'm sure there are more...I'm only going to write about these. Starting off, Cheeze-its are not good. There are many flavors of cheeze-its, but none of them are good. They're all quite disgusting. They are a very popular snack, especially among teens and children. Next i can rant about goldfish crackers. Yum. Just saying, they're about 18 times better than cheeze-its. Goldfish are not only the snack that smiles back, but they can put a smile on your face. They don't leave a terrible after taste like cheeze-its, they just are simply delicious. Like cheeze-its, there are many different flavors, even straying from the cheese flavoring. There are pretzel flavored, and ranch flavored, and many more. There are colored goldfish crackers, and they just make eating them a more pleasurable experience. Now i can mention Cheeze-nips, but i don't know what they taste like...but i will put them in the same category as cheeze-its.

Lotte Time Lapse Video

The video that we watched was quite interesting. That photographer has a lot of determination to be able to take a picture of this girl once a week. Without forgetting for twelve whole years. That's pretty incredible from my point of view. Like every Friday is picture day for her. It's very interesting that you can actually see how much she has changed in her twelve years of life. When you're around a person a lot, you don't notice the changes very much at all, and if you rarely see a person the changes are like night and day with out the sunrise or sunset. You don't get to see what's in between the changes. This video portrays what the average person cannot see. I find it interesting, to say the least.

The chrome books

Okay, so everyone is freaking out because they can't get into their blogs. They need to calm down. It's not that big of a deal, eh? I don't know. This wouldn't bother me, but I have no idea what topic we are supposed to blog about and Fel won't answer me. Oh, never mind. Someone just asked her, and she answered! What? I feel so hated! Well anyway, she said we will be watching a video...so...this is what I'm going to start blogging about, I guess...

Mother God approves this message.

It's a video with men dancing and singing. In suits. In the middle of New York. Fel suggested that it is a metaphor for something. I'm not so sure. It's kind of intense dancing...and they're in a group. like in a line, or blob, depending on the part of the dance. There are seven of them. I think it looks kind of cool, since they are dancing in exact time together. It looks as if it took a lot of practice and time to perfect. The music was kind of techno-ish. I don't know what it could symbolize. I don't doubt the fact that it could have symbolization, but i just don't know what it is. It doesn't seem like their dance moves alone are the symbols because they are quite random. Though along with their dance moves, them in a group is random too. So maybe the symbol is simpler than it seems. Maybe it's as obvious that the men represent sheer randomness. Though, are symbols ever obvious? Ever that simple? I don't think so. So maybe it symbolizes not knowing. We don't know why they decided to do this, or what they are saying, so is it symbolizing a lack of knowledge? Hmm...

Farewell fair ipads

I shall forever miss the iPads. I love being able to blog on them, and play the nice little games that are on it. I love the covers that come in various colors. I don't think there is much wrong with them, honestly. Except for the fact of logging in constantly. I love these cute little iPads. I hope that the chrome books that we are receiving can match the legacy that these wonderful pieces of technology have left behind.

Valentine's day

Valentine's day is a day about being in relationships, usually. If you happen to have a significant other this holiday is fun, I guess. If you are single, this holiday could be slightly depressing, it could just be another day, or you could still enjoy it anyway. I think this is the cutesy holiday personally. I always have. It's sweet.

Sunflowers for the win.

Sunflowers.
A flower that I do not know much about. I feel like maybe i should. They're beautiful. I feel as if they tend to getting forgotten, unfortunately. I do know that they follow the sun with it's inflorescence(the head). Sunflowers for the win.

Day of glass

I find it interesting...and kind of sad. Children having art class technologically? How sad! I think it could make people smarter, as a whole...but I still find it sad. I think getting out and actually doing things is very necessary and productive. I feel as if our world comes to that, we may have completely different ways of communication. Talking? Thing of the past...and that's just sad.

I believe in toast, for the win.

        Toast is significant. It’s what separates you from everyone else. It makes you who you are. Now I’ve probably got you thinking that I’m crazy; you’re probably thinking “it’s toast, and only toast…an inanimate object.”  Take a glance at toast, will you? Notice how toast can be burnt, toasted to perfection, or under-toasted. There are so many types of bread; ranging from white to pumpernickel, and from wheat to cinnamon raisin. Somehow, every kind is delicious in its own way. Humans are amazing too, and tend to have many variations. Like race, religion, gender, sexuality, tolerance, and everything else that makes people unique. Toast is always different. I dare you to try to make two identical pieces of toast. It’s about as easy as it is to find two indistinguishable snowflakes—impossible. It’s like making two people that are the same. Sure there are those silly twins that happen to look exactly like the other, but have you ever talked to a pair of those twins? They’re usually quite diverse.

I look at burnt parts of toast as if they are the bad things in life. You know; those things that just aren’t fun. Death, sadness, illness—just bad stuff. Everyone gets a little burnt toast every once in a while. You leave the bread in the toaster a little too long, or the toaster is on the wrong setting. Nevertheless, something goes wrong. Then you look at it, and you automatically slump your shoulders in disappointment. What do you do with burnt toast? You could scrape off the icky stuff, you could just throw the piece of toast away, or you could just suck it up and eat this dreadful toast. The bad things in life, you can just pretend they aren’t there (scraping off the junk), you can sulk in depression and just give up (throwing it all away), or you can suck it up, take a deep breath, and get through it (eating the gross toast).

The white part of the toast is those boring parts in life, where not a lot is going on. It’s like those days that are just repetitive and unexciting. Who wants to eat plain bread? It’s boring! Yet it’s always there…unless you happen to burn your piece of toast to the point of no return. You can’t get rid of boring bread or those boring things in life.

Now is for the good part—happiness. It’s like the topping on the cake. Cheerfulness is an emotion that makes everything better.  The best part of toast, you ask? The topping, there’s no doubt about it. Whether it’s butter, or peanut butter, or jelly, or marmalade, for each person, it always accents the toast in a perfect manner. For some people, they spread on a thick layer of toppings. Some barely add any. In life, the happier people spread it on thick. They take they’re symbolic knife and dip it right into that symbolic tub of peanut butter. They put a layer on that toast, and make it count. Unfortunately, not everyone puts a lot of toppings on their toast. Some people aren’t as happy.

I believe in being different. Everyone’s thought of what it would be like if we were all the same. It would be like always eating a slightly burnt piece of toast with butter on it. How boring. Toast is significant.

Skittles

Skittles a definitely one of the best types of candy out there. There are some things wrong with skittles however, but it is not their fault. one, for example, is their colors. Each original color tends to remind me of a person. If I happen to not like the person, it makes me not like that color of skittle as much. Another thing that is wrong with my beloved skittles is my nephews. According to my mother they LOVE skittles. So whenever She sees them, she buys them skittles. My reaction of course is of pure disgust, for they don't even like them that much. I however, really do love them with a deep and burning passion. Once, I asked her why she doesn't ever buy me skittles, and she said she didn't know I liked them. I told her I did, yet she still refuses to buy me skittles. I really wish she would. It would kind of make my day if I could come home to a bag of skittles each day.

Belief

I believe a lot of things. I feel as if the question is too vague. There is just too much to believe in. I believe that sleep is a friend. A very good friend. Believe that some people think that they are worse at things than they really are...I believe in sanity and Santa. Santa is totally real. If you don't believe me, read the letter to the Virginia. "yes there is a Santa Claus..." i believe in onomatopoeias. Like zip. That's a good one.