How Animals Eat Their Food

                Today I would like to share with all of you something I found extremely hilarious. As with the rest of all you fine folks out there, I like to watch funny YouTube videos. Props to those who are comically inclined to make such humor known to the world. I am not one of those few who can come up with a funny idea and make it work- I mean I could try, but I guarantee you it wouldn’t end well.

                I’m sure many of you have seen this video before, but that’s okay. I’m going to share it anyway. “How Animals Eat Their Food” is the title of this one minute and twenty six second long video. For those of you who have already seen this video, move on to the next paragraph. For those of you who have not seen this video yet, please pause your reading and click here. Or here. Maybe you are more comfortable clicking here. I don’t care which one you click, as long as you stop reading and watch the video now. (Here works too).

                Now that everyone is familiar with the video, we can discuss. I don’t know about you, but I just about die laughing every single time I watch it. In case any of y’all were wondering, I have absolutely no idea how many times I’ve seen this video- but I have a feeling it would take a few hands for me to count on.

                Do any of you out there have a favorite of the animals he acts out? I’m thinking I like the lizard the best, but they are all so good! I also really like the flamingo, mostly because my best friend eats like that all the time- and we consider it normal for her… She’s mentally sane, I promise.

                I’m curious how they came up with this idea. I mean, how did they think to have two guys sit at a table made of two boxes with a red tablecloth over them, drink out of sippy cups, and eat some leaves off of a paper plate. It sounds so simple- and I’m sure it was- but how did they come up with it? I wish I was that creative.

                In case you missed it while you were busy watching the video or laughing your head off, you may have missed the total number of views this video has had: over thirty million. Yeah, you read that right: Thirty million. That is absolutely insane! Good for them!

                I seriously love this video. Not only is it funny as hell, but it reminds me of the great times my best friend and I have had together. I know that sounds cheesy, but that’s okay. I hope I was able to introduce you to something that will make you laugh when you are feeling down, because I know this can change my mood in an instant. It makes me laugh every single time I watch it, and I hope it does the same for you.

 

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Obsessions

                I firmly believe that everyone out there in the world has a small obsession. Whether it be an inanimate object, a person, a thing, some other form of noun that I don’t have the right words to describe; you’ve got an obsession with something. Everybody does.

                I will even admit to the world that I have a few obsessions. To name a few: movies, Josh Hutcherson, music, Luke Bryan, my purple “Just Drew It” bracelet, Victoria’s Secret perfume, shoes, polka dots… The list goes on and on and on and on, but I’ll keep it to a minimum.

                I’m curious though as to what others are obsessed with (and by obsessed I mean you just tend to gravitate towards the things you really like, not obsessed as in you have a restraining order from being too creepy or something). Are we similar in our obsessions or are they completely different? I’d like to think I’m not the only one who is obsessed with something as simple as polka dots, but what do I know.

                While I was at work recently, there were a couple of kids that ran by arguing about which flavor of seasoning to put on their popcorn. (I work at a movie theatre, in case you were wondering). One of the kids was willing to go with whatever the other kid wanted, which was a good thing because this kid was literally obsessed with nacho cheddar seasoning. He stood there for a solid five minutes making sure every piece of popcorn looked like it had enough nacho cheddar seasoning on it. Am I the only one that found that obsession weird? Nacho cheddar seasoning? I guess I don’t really have room to talk about weird obsessions, but I don’t think obsessions are supposed to start at that young of an age.

                Whatever your obsession, or if you’re like me obsessions, own it. Don’t be creepy about it, just make it known to the world what you like and maybe they will surprise you someday with something random that involves your obsession.

 

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Coke vs. Pepsi

                We have all been down that road before, the one where our brains are forced to make a very important decision. The road I happen to be talking about is a road not only challenged by the brain, but more importantly by our taste buds. I know there are many people out there who could tell you their opinion on ketchup vs. mustard, stripes vs. polka dots, or dogs vs. cats. (The correct answers would be: ketchup, polka dots, and dogs). But no disagreement has been more prominent than that of Coke vs. Pepsi.

                From the looks of both soft drinks, they look identical. Pour each into an identical glass and compare; both are dark brown, fizzy soft drinks. So what? They look the same, so they should taste the same- right? Wrong. That’s why there’s a “rivalry” between the companies: they both think they are better than the other.

                To me, Coke is the better option. Hands down, my preference is Coke. I think Pepsi has some sort of weird chemically taste that doesn’t taste quite right to me. Maybe that’s just me being weird, but I’m not a big Pepsi fan.

                I did some research to find out how this carbonated rivalry began. Turns out this whole rivalry began in 1886 when Coca-Cola was introduced. Years later Pepsi-Cola came about, and that ladies and gentlemen is where Coke vs. Pepsi began. From the beginning until 1979, Coke had been America’s favorite soft drink. Pepsi took the lead in soft drink sales, but it didn’t last long. Seventeen short years later, America was polled once again, and soft drink sales were analyzed: Coca-Cola was back to the top.

                Personally I think feuds like this are silly. It’s just a preference for goodness sake. Everyone should be able to make their own opinions, regardless of what others tell them. If you like Pepsi better, good for you! We just aren’t agreeing on that one simple little thing. And to be quite frank, I think this whole “rivalry” is dumb. It’s just a little competition in local grocery stores everywhere. Oh, and just because I prefer Coke over Pepsi doesn’t mean Coke is my favorite soft drink; I’m more of a Dr. Pepper kind of girl. I mean come on, twenty three flavors in one drink? Can Coke OR Pepsi say the same about their soft drinks? No, I didn’t think so.

 

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Fortune Cookies

                Alright. Call me crazy, but I am one of those few who believe that fortunes and wishes can come true. I’m being completely serious right now. You know, the whole wishing at 11:11, wishbone, fortune cookie thing: It’s real. I believe it.

                Laugh all you want, but I think they can come true. Actually it’s more just the fortune cookies than anything because none of my birthday wishes have come true yet, but all of the fortunes I’ve ever gotten have worked out to my advantage. For instance, when I messed up two words at this year’s Large Group State Speech Competition, I received a fortune that told me I didn’t have to worry about my future. And guess who made it to All State? Yeah that’s right, we did.

                Or how about the fortune that stated I would receive unexpected support in the near future: well that came true too. When I got home from school after reading that fortune, my mom had bought me a new bra. Unexpected support at its finest. You think I’m kidding, but think about it…Would I really kid about something as serious as this mind blowing evidence that fortune cookies actually work?

                So today when I cracked open my fortune cookie, I read that I would pass a difficult test. Of course I read this fortune right as the testing season begins. I have no idea if that means I passed my AP chemistry test, or if I will do really well on my ACT next Saturday, or if I will do well on my AP exams this May. Guess we’ll find out soon enough!

                I have no idea how fortune cookies work, or why they always come true for me, but there is something strange about them. Of course, I have my theories. Theory One: someone follows me around and makes sure that all my fortunes come true. Theory Two: James Bond is secretly behind all this mysteriousness. Theory Three: magic. And Theory Four: Illuminati.

                I am totally a believer of fortunes from fortune cookies. They haven’t failed me yet, so I don’t see why anyone would disregard them and just carelessly throw them away. I mean unless they don’t work out to your advantage, which would be really dumb. Maybe y’all just need to broaden your horizons to let these wonderful fortunes come true; they won’t come true if you don’t believe. Don’t make me go all Polar Express on you and make you start to believe. I will if I have to. I’m not really sure how to end this so I think I’ll just put something relevant yet dumb and somewhat confusing at the same time. Fortune Cookies.

 

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Ice Cream

                I would be willing to bet that everyone likes ice cream. I would also be willing to bet that if you don’t like ice cream there is some sort of psychological disorder or something wrong with you. Actually I wouldn’t be willing to bet on either of those because I’m only making minimum wage and it wouldn’t be fun to lose my hard earned paycheck on something as silly as an opinion based bet.

                Anyway, ice cream is probably one of my favorite things ever. I mean I have a lot of favorite things, but ice cream pretty much takes the cake. Or maybe cake takes the cake, and ice cream is just left on the side… I might have a slight problem with decision making when it comes to desserts.

                Today I met someone who didn’t like ice cream, and I thought those of you reading my posts should know that disliking ice cream is some sort of crime. Or at least it should be (again, totally opinion based). And the best part is that you can pick just about any flavor known to man and make it into an ice cream flavor, so why strange individuals have distaste for ice cream will always be a mystery to me.

                If you don’t like ice cream, you have something wrong with you. You might want to be evaluated by a psychiatrist or something because maybe you were deprived as a child and that deprivation spilled over to your current life. Ice cream is amazing. Goodnight everybody.

 

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We Should Be Kicked Out

                Why don’t we ever have class outside? Remember in middle school how some teachers really liked having class outside- my elementary school liked having outdoor class so much that they built an outdoor classroom. In middle school they took away recess and let us go outside during lunch, but that was the only outdoor activity built into the everyday school schedule. So what happens when you get to high school? The outside world is completely gone from the high school day, replaced by the four walls of tests, quizzes, homework, and essays that every teenager hates. For each transition we go through in school, we lose more and more outdoor class time.

                Am I the only one out there who has those teachers that tell you what a nice day it is out, and that they want you to go get some fresh air after school, but then assign a crap-ton of homework that you have to do? They assign all this homework that you have to stay inside and do, but they encourage you to soak up the UV rays that have managed to burst through the clouds. If they insist on piling on the homework, why not give us the outside time we want while we are at school? You could easily bring a whiteboard outside and teach us math or physics or anything really. It’s not that complicated- when teachers say they would love to go outside and have class they need to just do it. The only ones that are going to complain are those prissy little girls who don’t want their hair to blow around and look a tad bit windblown.

                I don’t know about the rest of the student population, but I actually prefer learning outside every once in a while. I mean really, we go from being outside twenty four seven during the summer to stuck within those four confining walls for eight hours a day. And then winter rolls around and we are stuck inside even more so because none of us can drive anywhere without sliding on the slick roads. So finally spring comes along and all we want to do is finish the school year and make it to summer, but the hardest thing to deal with is the fact that we can’t just sit there and enjoy school with a three month break from school just a few weeks away- no, no, we start to get pumped up. We want to go outside and smell the roses- I don’t even like the smell of roses, but if smelling roses is what it took for me to get outside, you can bet I wouldn’t take my nose out of those dang flowers.

                I think y’all have seen my point by now: high school needs to install some sort of free time for teenagers to get their butts outside DURING school. Some of us are extremely busy after school and don’t have time to make it outside, others of us are just feeling restless with summer a handful of weeks away. Just because we are older, doesn’t mean we don’t have the same desire to go outdoors as we did when we were little pipsqueaks playing at recess. I spend eight hours a day, five days a week stuck inside at school. You’d think five to ten minutes outside a day wouldn’t hurt anybody, but obviously I don’t know anything because it hasn’t happened yet.

 

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Safe Haven

                Everyone has their favorite author, whether they be fiction or nonfiction writers, romance or mystery writers, we all have a preference. Nicholas Sparks has been my favorite author for years now, and I’m never disappointed while reading his books. This weekend, the movie theatre I work at started playing the new movie “Safe Haven.” This movie was produced by Nicholas Sparks himself, simply because he wrote the book that the movie just so happens to be based on.

                Earlier tonight my parents and I went to go see the movie. Yes, I went with my parents; and I had a great time, thank you very much. Anyway, the movie was so much better than I expected. Usually when you read a book and then watch the movie you end up disappointed because the movie didn’t follow the book’s sequence of events, or the actors they chose didn’t fit the image you had in your head, etcetera. But Safe Haven far exceeded my expectations. The actors and actresses they chose were absolutely amazing and played their roles so brilliantly.

                The movie also followed the storyline of the book practically to every point. I mean, there are always parts of the book that can’t possibly make it into the movie without making the movie six hours long. So the fact that the director and script writer were able to create this picture that captured your attention, and made sure to hold it just blew my mind.

                After we got home from the movie, I went on imdb.com to see who the actors were that played some of the roles. I was familiar with a few of them, but others of them I had no idea who they were. I searched “Safe Haven” and the movie critics’ ratings popped up. Safe Haven only received a 6.30 out of 10… which I think is ridiculous. I personally would rate Safe Haven a perfect ten out of ten; I seriously loved the movie that much.

                I think it is safe to say that I will be recommending this movie to every single person I meet. I also think it is safe to say that I will be buying this movie when it comes out on DVD. Oh, and if I haven’t convinced you to see this movie yet, Josh Duhamel is shirtless in a couple scenes. Please don’t hurt each other as you rush to purchase your tickets inside the door. In the words of my fellow coworkers at the theatre, “Enjoy your show!”

 

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