Evan

There’s something I want to show you guys:

 

 

What do you think of that? It’s kind of a chilling thought, huh…

It’s kind of strange….in a sense, it’s our fault that this kind of thing happens. Maybe ‘Evan’ wouldn’t have done what he did if he had been surrounded by people who legitimately cared about him, not the kind of superficial friends that we have and are today.

How many of you can say that you are the best kind of friend you can be to all of your friends? I certainly am not. Any one of them could open fire on my school, my class, and it kind of scares me to say this, but…I wouldn’t blame them.

There is so much hate, anger and fear in our high schools, so many outcasts that no one cares about. All those quiet kids, the loud rebellious ones, the popular kids…none of it matters. It’s only a matter of time before one of them/us/you/I/he/she snaps.

I’m not going to pretend to know what the solution is. Obviously, you can’t befriend every person you know in your school in the hope that they won’t kill anyone. It’s not going to happen. And soon, you’ll forget about this video and move on with your life, and there’ll be another shooting and a suicide, and everyone’s gonna say “We had no idea…he didn’t look like the kind of guy to do that.”

Were you even looking at all?

Parental Advisory!

I freely admit that I’m a metalhead, and that Memphis May Fire, blessthefall, and Sleeping With Sirens are among my favorite bands, and today, I want to talk to you about metal.

Because frankly, I’ve received a lot of flak for it.

When I tell someone that I listen to metal, he or she responds in one of three ways:

  1. Distaste – This is by far the most common one. They’ll scrunch up their nose and say, “Oh…that.’ Like I just brought up abortion or something. ‘Yeah, I’m not into that…I don’t like all the screaming.’

It’s an acquired taste, people. Of course you don’t like the screaming. I didn’t either when I first started listening to it. It’s kind of like wine, bitter and unpleasant at first, but give it time, and it’ll start tasting great.

  1. Alarm – “Oh, you listen to metal? Uh…I think I’ll back away to a safe distance now.” I hate it when people do this, because it makes me sound like I loudly announced my plans to release a deadly virus on the world. Just because someone listens to metal doesn’t mean that they are angry, antisocial, or dangerous. It’s just a song genre that’s more aggressive than the pop junk you listen to. I have several friends who are the chillest, nicest people you could ever meet, who also happen to listen to screamo in their spare time.

Now, I’m not saying that there aren’t people out there who listen to metal to fuel their rage or use it for other nefarious purposes, because there are. I’m just saying that those people do not compose even half of the metalhead community.

  1. Reprimand – this one is by far the most annoying to deal with, and usually comes from the conservative, pretentious christians that I’m often surrounded by. These people will be all smiles when they ask you what you listen to, and if you mumble, “Metal…”, they will immediately draw back from you and tell you how evil metal is and how it’s ‘of the devil’. I once had an elderly lady tell me that I needed to ‘turn back to God’ because metal music was going to ‘send me straight to hyyyyell’.

I’ve learned now that it’s necessary, when a christian asks me what I listen to, to smile and say ‘Hillsong’, or some other HCBVLDNATRL (Happy Christian Band with Vague Lyrics that Do Not Apply To Real Life), because I’m not too big a fan of long sermons about how much of a sinner I am.

And then, there are the rare, happy moments when I hear this:

“Oh hey! Me too! Have you heard Korn’s latest EP?”

To which I will happily reply, “Yes!”

But that’s just me.

Anyway, if you want to try out metal, don’t slam on headphones and play ‘Murderer’ by Impending Doom…your head will explode and you’ll hate metal forever.

Start out with something soft, like WCAR or…uhhhh…Get Scared. Listen to their music, and if you don’t like it, try searching online for ‘soft metal’. You might like it.

Be careful who you tell, though.

My siblings often make fun of metal when I’m listening to it, usually by mimicking it and adding their own words to it: “I HATE EVERYYTHING….EVERYBODY DIIEEEE…”

It’s hard to listen to them say that without trying to explain that that isn’t what metal is, but they don’t want to hear it.

I guess what I’m saying is, when you see a metalhead, don’t assume that they’re angry, emo, antisocial freaks who have intense problems at home and hate the world. They’re people just like you and I.

But they do have a better taste in music than most. xD

The Perfect Virus

Atmospheric Music

If you aren’t the science type, please move on…This post was written in a bout of mad scientific spontaneity.

I’m learning about viruses in AP Biology, and it got me thinking…if I were to make my own virus, what would it be like? What would it be called, and what would it be composed of?

I also wanted to give my virus a sort of goal, and so it was decided:

The virus must be able to eliminate all of humanity with two weeks.

Sounds good, right?

I thought about this for a good deal of time, and after about two or three hours of scouring the internet for information, I believe I’ve created the perfect virus!

On the assumption that all tools and instruments needed are provided, here are the different bacteria I need * rubs hands * :

-Influenza (H1N1)

-Lethal Toxin, Edema factor, and Protective Antigen, all of which can be obtained from Anthrax.

-ST239-MRSA-III Strain

-CTXφ from the Cholera disease.

I need the H1N1 strain because of its ‘carrier’ properties. As you might have known, the common flu is something that almost every human being on earth experiences once or twice, and that’s what I need it for. It can be caught from unclean water, and can be transmitted from one carrier (Carrier = Diseased human, although now that I think about it, this ‘supervirus’ would be able to infect animals, too.) to the next via talking, sneezing, coughing, and virtually every form of exhalation you can think of. It would spread like…well, like the plague. >:)

Lethal Toxin (which will henceforth be referred to as LT), Edema Factor (EF), and Protective Antigen (PA), are three proteins which give anthrax its deadly bite. Without it, anthrax would simply be a small bacteria that floats around, doing nothing of importance. Kind of like me. If I were to take the H1N1 strain and infuse it with these three little nasties…well, it would be enough to cause a deadly pandemic. Problem is, we’ve already created antibiotics for both H1N1 and anthrax, so my little virus would be stopped, studied, and cured within a week, no matter where I dropped it. The reason for the addition of LT, EF, and PA are because these three deadly proteins can kill within 24 hours. Which is what I want. Moving on.

The ST239-MRSA-III Strain…a long and complex name, so I’ve decided to call it Merissa, for short. This is a sub-strain of plain old MRSA, a deadly disease which can also kill its host within 24 hours…and so can Merissa. ‘But Edge!’ you say, ‘You already have anthraxic properties here that can already kill its victim in a day…why add a new one?’

Good question! And here’s the answer: Because Merissa doesn’t have a cure.

That’s right, my dear fellow bloggers. ST239-MRSA-III isn’t curable. If you catch Merissa, you’re dead. If I were to say that without any context, you would probably assume that Merissa was a very heavy woman.

So if we infuse Merissa into our H1N1+(LT)(EF)(PA) mix, we get a very, very, deadly mutant virus that unless heavily contained, could blot out human existence. BUT! We’re not done yet.

Being me, I had to go a little further, and add a little bit of CTXφ into the mix. What is CTXφ, you ask? I don’t know what it stands for, unfortunately, (I looked it up…it seems no one does) but I couldn’t find anything. Not important. Anyway, CTXφ is a bacteriophage that when combined with Vibrio Cholerae, creates cholera. I added this one in too, even though I know it’s overkill. Literally. Not only can cholera be excruciatingly painful, but can also kill within hours of being infected. That’s even less than a day! I added them to ensure that it doesn’t take too long to kill off our race. Once we’ve spliced those two in, we’re done with our virus!

So now not only is my super virus easily caught, super deadly, and incurable, it also kills within less than a day. I am so proud of myself, and I am also proud to say that the super virus that I have named the Nevermore Virus could kill us all within two weeks. Thank the Lord that it doesn’t exist.

Looks like it’s up to me, then.

Please tell me what you think in the comments! I look forward to the accusations of insanity.

Madlibs Madness

I was playing Madlibs with a friend a while ago and I thought, “Hey, this might be fun to try on the blog…”

So here I am. And I bear a story with me. Obviously, I’m not going to show you the story right now, but I am going to have you guys fill it in.

So what we need is:

  1. Adjective
  2. Noun
  3. Plural Noun
  4. Blogger you know
  5. Adjective
  6. Article of Clothing
  7. Noun
  8. City
  9. Plural Noun
  10. Adjective
  11. Part of the Body
  12. Noun
  13. Celebrity
  14. Plural Noun
  15. Adjective
  16. Place
  17. Part of the Body
  18. Adjective
  19. Verb
  20. Plural Noun
  21. Number

…There’s more than I thought there would be. Eh.

So comment your ideas, and I’ll piece the story together. Be as strange and/or frisky as you dare with your word choice!  Once the story is complete, I’ll share it with you all in a later post. I have a feeling this’ll turn out to be a masterpiece.

Good luck.

The Death of The Law: WARNING – Mildly Disturbing

Today I saw a dead man.

Not once did I ever think that I would see a body this early in my life. Yet, as I’m often reminded, the strangest coincidences befall me at the most random times, so I guess I shouldn’t have been surprised when my family drove by a dead policeman, surrounded by a small crowd of people. And what was this crowd doing, you ask? Surely they were on their phones, calling for help? No. They were inching as close as they dared to the dead man, and taking pictures of him. I saw one guy take a selfie. I had lost all my faith in humanity a while ago, but this deepened it. Considerably.

Anyway, back to the corpse. He was lying on the ground, legs still straddling his motorcycle, which was scratched and bent, headlights smashed. The man’s face and arms were gray, which was a little disturbing. He was lying twisted so that he was chest down, but I could see his face, half-hidden by dirt. His eyes were wide open, but blank, and his mouth was closed in a little grim line, like he didn’t approve of all the attention he was getting.

His left arm was stretched straight out away from him, but his right arm was up in the air, and bent at an unnatural angle, so that his hand was still touching the ground. That was the most disturbing part for me, I think.

I saw all this as we passed by, and although my father sped up so that my younger siblings wouldn’t see, I know that we all saw it, and that it will remain with them for the rest of their lives. I know it will for me. A few minutes later, an ambulance raced by us with its lights flashing, and I saw several police on their motorbikes following it. What’s sad is that those policemen probably knew him personally.

Although this isn’t the first corpse I’ve ever seen, it was definitely the most shocking, and it goes to show us that…anyone can die, at any given time. I could drop dead of a heat stroke ( I certainly feel like I will), your sibling could get hit by a car, and it’ll be over. Just like that. Nothing you can do about it.

Well, actually, there are two things you CAN do.

  1. Make sure you have the best relationship possible with them so that when they (or you) die, you (or they) have no regrets concerning your relationship with them.
  2. Distance yourself from everyone you love, and hope that you die before everyone else does. A slightly more morbid take, but just as effective.

I’ll leave you to decide your path. If there are more choices, please let me know, as I am decisively challenged.

Eccentricism

I’ve been doing some research on Eccentricism lately, and this is a short summary of what I found.

Eccentric people may have a ‘strange’ taste in clothes, or have eccentric hobbies or collections they pursue with great vigor. They may have a pedantic and precise manner of speaking, intermingled with inventive wordplay.

According to Weeks’ study, there are fifteen distinctive characteristics that differentiate a healthy eccentric person from a regular person or someone who has a mental illness (although some may not always apply). The first five are found in most people regarded as eccentric:

  • Nonconforming
  • Creative
  • Strongly motivated by curiosity
  • Idealistic: wants to make the world a better place and the people in it happier
  • Happily obsessed with one or more hobbies (usually five or six)
  • Aware from early childhood that they are different
  • Intelligent
  • Opinionated and outspoken, convinced that they are right and that the rest of the world is out of step
  • Noncompetitive, not in need of reassurance or reinforcement from society
  • Unusual in their eating habits and living arrangements
  • Not particularly interested in the opinions or company of other people, except in order to persuade them to theirs – the correct – point of view
  • Possessed of a mischievous sense of humor
  • Single
  • Usually the eldest or an only child
  • Poor speller

 

Out of 15, I found that 11 of them fit me, and I am enthusiastically content. How about you? How many of these traits do you possess?

Animal Farm

I finished Orwell’s ‘Animal Farm’ a couple nights ago, and I can’t begin to explain how exceedingly well done that book was, although such a work is rare, too. See what I did there?

I love Orwell’s dry humor, and the biting irony that the book ended with. I am a huge fan of Animal Farm now, which I suppose makes me a…fanimal. I ended up memorizing the tune to ‘Beasts Of England’ afterwards, which I suppose solidifies my fanimalism.

I’d encourage you to read it. Not only is it an interesting read on a base level, but if you pay attention, you’ll realize that the story of AF reflects the rise of the Soviet Union, and also that Napoleon is actually Stalin. Or at least, that’s who he represents.

Read it, and it will make a lot more sense.

Remember,

All beasts are created equal…but some beasts are more equal than others.