My mind keeps changing the channel... (892 hits)
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Submitted by <Sandman8008.at.aol.com> (View user info) at 2003-12-10 22:55:04 EST
Well, my mind changed the fucking channel again.
I will now recreate most of the thoughts I had, to the best of my ability, during Calculus class today.
*enters classroom*
*sits down*
*opens binder*
Mind: "Ya know what's weird? That every little thing I have with me right now, was made by someone, somewhere. Even this little tab in my binder. Someone oversees that these little tabs get made. Hmm, let's follow the chain. Someone operates the machine that makes these tabs. Hell, someone built the machine that makes these tabs so that someone could operate the machine that makes these tabs. Why the fuck would someone make that machine? But more than that, someone designed plans, so someone could make the machine, so someone could operate the machine, so that someone could oversee the making of these tabs. And what about that guy? I wonder what he was like..."
"AAAAHHHHHHHHCHOOOOOOooooo!"
A truly earthshattering sneeze shook the room. There were no "God Bless Yous". Fuck that "God bless you" shit. People literally just turned and looked. I stood up and yelled "Go to Hell!" Everyone thought it was a pretty funny twist on "God Bless You". Even my anal retentive math teacher seemed amused. I realized it had been several minutes since I listened, so I tried to tune in.
"Okay, so now we need the reciprocal to..."
Well, my mind flipped the channel again.
Mind: "Hmmm, look at this pencil. Sure, they attached the eraser with that little metal thing, but have you ever really looked at it? Nope. It's got a whole, elaborate, ridged design. There must be a guy somewhere, who decided just what that design would be on every pencil. He's invented something that virtually every person on earth sees every day, and yet no one but him really knows about that design. Not REALLY. Sure, someone somewhere has thought of this thing I'm thinking about. I'm sure of that...I think"
Then I got distracted. My mind changed the channel to reality this time.
"P squared over q squared..."
Mind: "BOOOOOORRRINNNNNNNNG! What was I just thinking about? I think it was insightful...OH, the pencil thing. Yeah, other people have definitely thought about this. I'm sure of it. But, I wonder. Is anyone else thinking about it RIGHT now? What about...NNNNNOW?"
"What about thoughts in general? How many people are currently thinking about the same thing at the same time? Hell, how many people are thinking about THIS EXACT CONCEPT, right now? Well, if there's at least one other person in the universe thinking this right now, then, do I have some sort of bond with them? No, it's not a real bond, but it's something. In the fabric of time and space, it must mean something that someone was thinking the EXACT same thing as me at the exact same time. I wonder if I'll meet him someday. Maybe this moment has started a chain of events that puts me and my "thought buddy" on a total crash course. The kicker is that when I meet him, I'll never know. Then, what's the point? What point? Why would there even be a point? How long have you been thinking about this shit?"
My mind changed the channel again.
"My ear itches. Ears are kind of weird. When you really think about it, they look funny too. Why are they like that? Sure, they're conelike for acoustical advantages but what about the designs inside? They seem sort of odd. I'm sure it somehow helps but how the hell does that exact series of ridges develop? Evolution has a weird sense of humor..."
I believe it was at this moment that I thought, "You know, in 17 years, I don't think I've done anywhere near enough experimentation with my ears. First, I'll put my hands over my ears and see what happens. It sounds like you're breathing loud. Like Darth Vader. There's lots of funny noises actually. Okay, well, now I'll put my ear on the desk and then tap on the desk and see how it sounds. Huh, kinda weird. What if I tap under the desk? What about under the desk and beneath my ear?"
That's about the moment I realized I was sitting in class with my ear on the desk, tapping the desk, for AT LEAST 5 minutes, and my friend Jen was looking at me. I had my eyes open almost the whole time, but I really don't remember seeing anything. All I can say is that it must've looked utterly ridiculous. Luckily, I think she likes me, so she just giggled a little and went back to sleep. You'd think a moment like this would stop my experiment but this was groundbreaking research.
Mind: "Okay, now to tap with a pen. Hmmm, I wonder if a pencil will sound different? Sounds like an experiment to me." I grabbed the pencil, once again acknowledged the guy who designed the ridges on the aluminum eraser/pencil connector, and began tapping. "EUREKA! They sound different. I'd say that the only remaining question is whether or not I deserve a Nobel prize. Hmm, think this is Uber-worthy? Eh, like you care. Just post it later."
RINNNNNNNNNNNNNNNG!
"Ok, next class..."
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Submitted by GaidinCanuck (user info) at 2006-05-13 01:41:32 EDT (#)
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Submitted by spedmonkey (user info) at 2004-08-05 14:53:03 (#)
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What the fuck happened to this guy?
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Indeed.
Submitted by spedmonkey (user info) at 2004-08-05 14:53:03 EDT (#)
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What the fuck happened to this guy?
Submitted by Yoko <purefoxsoul.at.hotamail.com> at 2004-04-01 09:24:29 EST (#)
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just be glad there wasn't any flashing lights nearby to permanently distract you....
Submitted by Ainkara (user info) at 2003-12-13 13:21:40 EST (#)
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I liked it, my mind tends to wander in maths as well.
One science lesson I spent 20 minutes staring at the motion detector thing, thinking about the possible reality of the matrix. My teacher saw me and proceeded to make fun of me along with one of my friends. Especially when I brought up the matrix bit... "I swear it's talking to me in morse code or something... " ok so that wasn't very matrixy, but I did say that at one point...
Come to think of it, that was probably my favourite class and teacher that year.... ah Mr. Tsoi.... or Mr. Choy... It was pronounced choy, but we could never remember how to spell it.... ah the stories he regailed us with.... I should probably stop typing now.......
Submitted by Sandman (user info) at 2003-12-13 13:05:39 EST (#)
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haha, thanks loki. I'll look into that.
Submitted by sebcharrot (user info) at 2003-12-11 11:03:21 EST (#)
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this is really quite good. its hard to make that kind of stuff easy to read.
seb
Submitted by celeste (user info) at 2003-12-11 10:48:55 EST (#)
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Haha.. "thought buddy" thats cute
Submitted by loki (user info) at 2003-12-11 09:34:35 EST (#)
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http://www.amenclinic.com/ac/addtests/adult1.asp
Submitted by antiLemming (user info) at 2003-12-11 01:59:04 EST (#)
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So true, well put.
Submitted by chipolatte (user info) at 2003-12-11 01:49:59 EST (#)
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hahaha
Submitted by Korik (user info) at 2003-12-10 23:20:09 EST (#)
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"Someone oversees that these little tabs get made."
And someone overseas probably made those little tabs.
Scary, but most likely true.
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Yes stole my line, which of course I can't prove.
I think I would have said it this way...
So do you have that disease... thingy... you know, where you are easily, er,
uh, have trouble focusing?
Submitted by Yes (user info) at 2003-12-10 23:08:21 EST (#)
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uhhh... do you have adhd, or add or whatever its called his week?