What's on your mind?

Talk about what you're currently thinking of or doing in this thread. It doesn't need to be emotional, or even make sense. Some things just don't deserve their own threads, and instead of making silly garbage threads for every thought you have about that WACKY youtube video, you can post it here.

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Kind of bored right now. The lag in maple is really pissing me off though.

Yeah...DFO was lagging pretty hard too. Makes me sad.

But I also found a nice item so it was ok. :3

I just want to tell you how I'm feeling.

Wrote this for my AP Modern European History class after a horribly boring video in class yesterday.

Today, a certain mathematical prodigy who's currently in BC Calculus today asked me a rather profound question: "What do you want to do when you grow up?" I thought and pondered about it. Surprisingly, this is is a topic that little hits my attention. I'm typically far too indecisive, but when it comes to jobs, there's no job I can see myself as being able to do well; even if I may enjoy it. I thought to myself of my obvious weakness compared to perhaps entire legions of people in the country and the world who truly could be hailed as talented as geniuses. To the world, I am but the insignificant grain of rice among the field with the sole purpose of being responsible for continuing the world to the next generation and wiping the asses of the prior generation who in turn had to wipe the asses of the prior generation before them and so forth. What possible job can I go for?

I think somewhat close to this:
"What do you want to be when you grow up? Hm......I think maybe someone who majors in DNA or neurology, a pianist, a chef, a pâtissier, a cake decorator, an architect, a psychiatrist or something....hahahaha.....I'm terrible at making one choice.."
(Obvious copypasta from someone's old note, and if they read this note, I'll be astonished! Not my stuff anyways, I can't play the piano for jack! I have 0 artistic ability to be an architect, and I wouldn't be that great at majoring in DNA and neurology. I do like the other three remaining though.)
Indecisive. Can't make up my mind. That, and to top it off, I'm skeptical of my talents and afraid to trust myself.

Disregarding that giant ass train of thought, I gave a somewhat half-assed response: "DUNNOLOL", and laughed it off. He shrugged back, realizing that this was a silly topic that neither of us had a clue about. He likewise responded promptly with, "I don't know." and brushed it off with a wry chuckle. The afterschool day of being a Yahtzee club officer ended. As I walked home, I mused to myself about the weather: it wasn't so bad during the long walk, and I carefully watched out for oncoming cars for safety. As I took every sinking step I took forward, thought after thought came after the other in a torrent of flooding thoughts. Every intrapersonal question sank in deeply, like a knife twisting deeper and deeper into my chest. Twisting, and twisting, on it went; and the sensation burned like the confused passions of a wild animal being hunted. Among the midst of confusion, I wondered if H.P. Lovecraft was right when he said in the first line of his famous horror short story The Call of Cthulu: ""The most merciful thing in the world, I think, is the inability of the human mind to correlate all its contents. We live on a placid island of ignorance in the midst of black seas of infinity; and it was not meant that we should voyage far."

And then, like the hero in the belly of the whale or the darkest abyss of their journey of mythology, I found within myself something beautiful and underwent a metamorphosis that brought me to a slow catharsis. This was the genesis of perhaps the greatest truth I had ever found in life; and all while walking home on an average Monday.

Do you know why humans have two eyes on the front of their face? It's a true evolutionary advantage: always being able to look forward, and never able to see what's behind them. I think God deserves to be praised for creating this thermodynamic miracle in the evolution of the "Homo sapiens sapiens". Walking forward, I realized what I wanted to be:
















An art historian for ROCOCO ART!!!!1!11!1!!!11!! I knew that I wanted to analyze paintings by Jean-Antoine Watteau, I wanted to study the slightly preceding artists of the neo-classical movement by people such as Jacques Louis DaviQd (His name is actually spelled with a 'Q', the sub is obviously an idiot and you guys are right, from Christ's sake.), and I just KNEW I wanted to study Jean Honore Fragonard with works such as "The Swing". I also wanted to study the French Revolution.

This has been my 5 cents for the day for my career aspirations.

I ahve a project due in about 16 hours and it has to be 20 pages long.. I don't have any encouragements to continue! Oh Science... what a bitc'h

Hypocrites. You always complain about leeching, but not to him?

Makes me regret quitting my bishop and not training with you, Lon.

Macs are gay..... I'm in a classroom with only apple computers and these are terrible. Gimme my PC back.

That dinner I made was damn delicious.

I have too much homework to do. Goddangit APUSH.

"No, I didn't have any homework. Or chores. Haven't been doing anything these past 5 hours, in fact. I just never felt like talking to you until now. And even now, as you can see, you only have the tiniest fraction of my attention."

I shouldn't let that get to me.
I shouldn't.
But I do.

Why am I not doing my homework?

ok guys... let's not get caught up in the drama here.