Dealbreakers

• Being cheery all of the time
• Not liking BBC's Sherlock
• Being of inferior intelligence
• Telling me everything will get better (that is the worst don't try to make every sad moment into a happy moment I wont like you if you can't be gloomy go away)
• Liking stupid television shows, i.e. Spongebob, My Little Ponies, Jersey Shore, etc.
• Trying to be mushy on valentines day
• OR trying to hold my hand/ wrap your arm around me when it's hot out

                          1. ew no
                          2. like seriously, why

• Picking on my dreams. Even if you're joking. I'll punch you in the throat.

Fantastical Lies

I think John Green's sole purpose in life is to tear my soul apart and then almost put it back together. He always almost makes it better, but then he doesn't.
I think that's why I appreciate his books so much, though. He writes about real life. And I know people read to get away from reality-- to escape real life. But I think that people need to write about reality. We shouldn't  write fantastical stories with happy ending because they don't happen. And I think it would become very dangerous for people to believe the world is more than it really is-- happier than it really is.
Because once you believe the world is happy, you expect happiness. And in the least cynical way possible, hardly anyone achieves happiness. We just get our hopes up and then the fall is that much further. Getting your hopes up hurts more than having low expectations in the same way that unrequited love is so much more survivable than once requited love. When your expectations are low, or your love is unrequited, or really when any form of ignorance occurs, you can still let yourself believe. You can lie to yourself. "Oh, life would be better if I tried harder." "Maybe if I had told them I loved them, taken a chance, they would've loved me back." These things we tell ourselves are hardly true, but believing them makes the world a much kinder place.

In short, while false hope may diminish life's wondrous opportunities, attaining true happiness can be such a risk.

Compliance

I would move to Germany.
I would learn Russian.
I would spend 34,000 dollars to go to school in California.
I would play chess with people who are going to beat me every time.
I would make sure that I don't split my infinitives.
I would make spaghetti if I ever wanted to propose.
I would only watch Doctor Who on days that you aren't around...

A Lexical Gap

Lately I have found that I have lost a lot of the orientation with which I used to speak. I had been blaming this on the fact that I have not been in school for a whole year and, let's face it, haven't been surrounding myself with the most intellectually stimulating company. But I've actually come to find that many of my problems are due to a LEXICAL GAP. aggghhsdmknvladfvgaerg.

A lexical gap is basically a phrase to describe the fact that there isn't a word for something. As you know, fitting an entire phrase of emotions into one adjective can be quite hard to do at times. So, while my daily monologues seem to be rife with incoherent ramblings, there really probably is no way to simplify them.

And I don't actually see a problem with it. People are not math equations; they cannot be simplified. Everyone is, in their own way, complex-- and that, I believe, compiles most of the beauty in the world. When you try to simplify your thoughts and emotions for others you are doing yourself a great disservice, and you are doing everyone else a great disservice. The world would be a lot easier if we were simple. There would probably be less pain and misunderstanding. But without people and their complexities we would also not have philosophy and literature.

And when you think about all the great things in life, what, really, do you think of? Personally, I don't think about that conversation that I followed really well or that television show that I understood without having to think about it. I think of the books I read that made me think about how I view the world and the people I spoke to that gave me a new perspective on the importance of interval notations.... or whatever.

Basically my point is that the world is full of faults, and, yes, lexical gaps are a fault. But I feel that the faults of the world cause us to think more and communicate more and while it is maybe not more efficient, it is definitely more profound.

If I were...

If I were a month, I’d be december.

If I were a day of the week, I’d be saturday.

If I were a planet, I’d be mars.

If I were a sea animal, I’d be a octopus.

If I were a piece of furniture, I’d be a bed.

If I were a gemstone, I’d be a sillimanite cats eye.

If I were a flower, I’d be a Darwinia Meeboldii.

If I were a kind of weather, I’d be a rainy day.

If I were a color, I’d be royal blue.

If I were an emotion, I’d be sorrow.

If I were a fruit, I’d be an banana.

If I were an element, I’d be water.

If I were a place, I’d be a deserted building.

If I were a taste, I’d taste like cotton candy.

If I were a scent, I’d be the smell of petrichor.

If I were an object, I’d be a journal.

If I were a body part, I’d be wrists.

If I were a song, I’d be “rainy monday" by shiny toy guns.

If I were a pair of shoes, I’d be worn down vans.