Monday, April 9, 2012

A Glance into My Thoughts

Deep breaths…1…1…2…3…5…8… Nothing is ever as bad as it seems. At least, that’s what people say. Things can only get better, right? Not worse? Because at this point, the point in being around seems to have lost all meaning. No matter how hard I try, everything goes wrong. Ignore her, they say. Well, I did. And look how that turned out. You know what? Screw you and your theories. I don’t need them. I have my numbers…13…21…34… Numbers make everything better. When nothing makes sense, numbers still come in a logical order. 1, 2, 3, 4, 5… Something which comes before or after. 1, 11, 121, 1331, 14641… Another thing which is set. Set: A grouping of several numbers, usually enclosed within {}. Even random number generators aren’t truly random, like the events of life. Eventually, the generator establishes a pattern, due to the coding behind it. It might take a while, but it will eventually have a pattern to it.

Sometimes, it is easier to get lost in thoughts. It’s even easier to get lost in the numbers…3, 6, 9, 12. They are the best distraction in the world…10, 20, 30… Even art and writing do not surpass them. Yet, here I am, explaining to a completely unknown, likely nonexistent, audience my logics and thinking processes. Like anyone out there actually cares…55… Without numbers, I probably would already be sick due to stress. 89.

Yesterday, when I was upset, I realized something simple, but over looked. All of the 3 digit numbers with the same number in each place are divisible by three. 111/3 =  37…222/3 = 74…333/3 = 111…444/3 = 146…555/3 = 185…666/3 = 222…777/3 = 259…888/3 = 296…999/3 = 333… See what I mean? I don’t know why I haven’t realized it before. After all, what’s the rule for finding out divisibility by three? Add the digits, and if that number is divisible by three, then the entire number is divisible. Funny thing is, add the same thing three times, and it will definitely be divisible by three.

There. Now everyone on the worldwide web can have a glance inside my head. How I think when I’m upset. I think of a sequence of numbers and continue it until I feel better. No calculator – it is more distraction when every single number has to be vary carefully thought about.

A guide to the sequences I mentioned, in order of appearance:

The Fibonacci Numbers – The last two numbers are added to get the next number.

Counting Numbers – Most know these without a definition, so I won’t bother you with one.

The Powers of Eleven – Starting with eleven to the zeroeth power. I use Pascal’s Triangle in my head to get them.

Counting by Threes – Just that.

Counting by Tens – Yup.

I use all of these when I get stressed out, moving from one to another when the numbers get too high to track in my head.

Thursday, March 1, 2012

March First

I have free time again. Yay. Just five minutes, but it is still free time. Anyway, I am anxiously waiting for an answer from Cornell, my top choice for college. My Science Olympiad coach claims answers usually come near the beginning of March. Darn it, I have to go again. I swear, I will post here everytime I get accepted. :)

March First

I have free time again. Yay. Just five minutes, but it is still free time. Anyway, I am anxiously waiting for an answer from Cornell, my top choice for college. My Science Olympiad coach claims answers usually come near the beginning of March. Darn it, I have to go again. I swear, I will post here everytime I get accepted. :)

Wednesday, February 29, 2012

Free time.

Sorry about the empty post. I am using an app on my phone for the first time. Anyway, I'm doing this in my sparce free time. Between science Olympiad, online classes, the musical, and other things, I'm busy nearly all the time. By the way, happy leap day everyone! It is a beautiful day here, which makes everything even better. Too bad I don't get any time to spend outside, enjoying it. I would like nothing more than to sit in the fresh air, reading my novel. Shoot. Out of time. Well, at least I can post more often now...

Free Time

Friday, February 17, 2012

Real Life

People only see the bad side of life. You know what? A billion and one good things happen every single day. For example, on Wednesday, I had my hair complimented so many times – it was amazing. People noticed. People paid attention. Just those compliments made my day into an absolutely wonderful one.

Thursday, I wore my favorite shirt. I got several compliments on my hair, again, but the one I remembered was the person who stopped me to say they liked my shirt. It made me feel so good. No matter how bad a day gets, a compliment, or other little things, can make it better. So, so much better.

Even though I had a bit of a quarrel with my dad on Wednesday, I barely remember it because most of my memories of Wednesday were of my hair being complimented.

I guess what I’m saying is I don’t look at the bright side enough. I think I’m going to point out at least one good thing which happened from now on in my blog, in every post. Including the ones written when I’m upset.

In other news, I am going to be posting some pictures on deviantArt soon which I made – be watching Paradox~TM.

Thanks for reading,

The MOUSE

Tuesday, February 14, 2012

Cyber Café Drama

So, there I was, just relaxing, having a nice conversation with my friends in our cyber café. One of my friends had just gotten up to go get her lunch from the regular cafeteria. Another girl came and sat in her spot, and I very nicely asked her to move. I was greeted by a string of cuss words – I swear, every other word was a cuss. I couldn’t even understand what she was saying. I asked her nicely to stop cussing, and she did not stop. I ended up having to resort to getting the teacher to come over and stop the other girl. It drove me absolutely bonkers. It is just insane someone would react that way! Absolutely unreasonable. After all, I didn’t do anything to her, just asked her nicely to move over. Gah.

Anyway, I just got my scholarship forms. I have a huge stack of forms to complete in the next two weeks. My life is going to be soooo busy.

Oh! I’m getting my hair chopped off!