Saturday, April 26, 2014
I've got a lot on my MIND!
Whenever I try to find and excuse for not remembering or not doing something I might use the excuse of "I'm thinking about a lot of stuff!" when in actuality I'm thinking about what it would be like to have a third arm, it's like I am using my new teenage-hood as an excuse to not answer the hard questions.
My New Job
Jobs were something I was originally afraid of getting. It was like the flu or something, If I got it then I thought I would have to ride it through until it was over. Now I have a job and it seems to be slightly invigorating, right now I am in an initiation stage, seeing if I can cut the mustard and work here.
I am working at a retro video and card game cafe and I work in their retro games department, ( I work at the end of the counter with the games.) It is a very odd place, and it doesn't seem like the best place to work, there is no room behind the counters, nothing is organized, almost nobody comes in to buy, and the back room is a mess, but for some reason I keep coming back. Maybe its the friendliness, maybe its the job itself. But for whatever reason I just like it here. It's my dream job, I get to stand around almost all day and sell video games to people who appreciate them as much as I do. It's just a nice place to get away from most of my problems. PART 2 COMING SOON
Tuesday, April 22, 2014
Punishment
There are some things I don't understand about punishments. I have never said that they didn't work, but they sometimes don't make much sense. For instance, the classic "You don't get any dessert tonight." after you took a cookie before dinner. I never understood how that was supposed to teach me not to take a cookie before dinner, I still had eaten the cookie, and not having one after dinner just meant that I wasn't going to get a second cookie.
It just seems illogical to punish me with going without something I already had. Sure a lot of kids see this as going without, but I have always seen it as something that just didn't add up. But that doesn't mean I never learned my lesson when it came to other types of punishments. The classic "go to your room and think about what you've done!" always got to me. I am a very emotional person and when I am told to think about what I've done, all that I can think of doing is to sit in a corner and think about how I am a terrible person and that I should just go die in a hole.
So in short, I have told a lot about myself and a lot about bull crap punishments.
Memories
Memories are a weird and odd concept to me, I mean it doesn't seem like you remember everything that has ever happened to you. Some things are forgotten and others are not. It seems to be that anything that happens to you that you want to remember will be remembered one way or another. Everything can't be remembered because not every single thing that happens in your day will be important in your development as a human. You may remember that time you tripped and skinned your knee, but for how long? An hour? You may never forget it. But I can almost guarantee that you will remember it as long as it still hurts. That's why I think some traumatic events are hard to forget. Bad times in your life may leave a scar on your psyche for a very long time. Once you get over that tragic event though, you may find it even harder to forget it. I think our brains were designed to retain specific memories in our lives because if we never remembered anything, we would never know how far we have come, nor would we ever know how to learn from them.
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