Thoughts and Randomness

Don't Even Ask

Does anyone in this world think the way I do? I will probably never know. And if anyone did, they'd be the most messed up thinker in this world.

I don't even know why the heck I started this story; I already have two more waiting for updates and a third one I don't know where to go with. But I guess I just wanted to type on this new laptop my dad got me today and channel my thoughts into a series of characters and blanks. I don't want to write about any specific topic, just random thoughts.

Yep. That's a challenge. Welcome to my mysterious mind. I hope you find it hospitable enough and decide to stay.

First thing's first: lots of my classmates and friends want to know what goes on in my head. I always somehow get really good grades in everything academic (I suck at Phys Ed). But I don't think I'm smart or exceptional or anything like that; I'm just a really hard worker. Heck, the people closest to me think "dumb blonde" will change to "dumb brunette" because of me! All I'm good at is memorization. So I do not want anybody to think or say I'm smart. Deal?

Oh yay! My weird brain decided to switch topics. Let's talk about scenarios and optimism:

There are two types of people in this world: those who think of the best-case scenario first and those who think of the worst-case scenario. There are also two other types of people if you ignore realists and opportunists, yada yada yada: optimists and pessimists.

By the way, just because I stated the positive ones first doesn't mean I'm not with the negatives.

One thing that is very annoying about my mind is that I always think of the worst possible scenarios and events first, out of nowhere. I think it's what being an author or reading too many books does to you.

For instance, let's say my mom told me she's going shopping with my youngest sister. I nod, but I immediately picture a world where they get into a fatal accident and I have to survive with my other sister and how we would react and who would take care of us and how our family would react and what the dialogue would be. All that happens in just two seconds, and then I mentally slap myself, "Tia! Stop having a morbid imagination!" And then I get worried because I'm a firm believer in that your thoughts eventually become your life (not that much though) and I try hard to take it back and go on as if the thought never even crossed my mind.

This is what I mean by messed up (don't forget about my dirty mind).

It's like midnight right now and I gotta sleep 'cause this weird brain is slowly shutting down and I'm beginning to not pay atenshun 2 my gramer nd speling.

JK. For real though, good night.