Recently, I've become much more aimless.

Stuff just isn't mattering like it used to. Everything is becoming more and more uncertain and the worst part is that I don't care anymore. If i cared, I think I'd do something about it. But I can't seem to bring myself to do anything about it. I guess things will just work out after a while. I hope.

Multiverse?

Recently I've been relying increasingly on unproven, extreme, fringe theories to explain things. Like for example the controversial yet recently popular and widespread "Multiverse" theory.
This theory states that the universe is suspended in a blank, multi-dimensional medium, which houses all universes across all dimensions. Sometimes universes split and sometimes they conjoin.
Though it is far more likely that they split.
When the universe splits, in one universe is the universe that results from one decision being made and in another is the universe that results from another decision being made.
There are of course an infinite amount of universes for the simple fact that every time anyone does anything at any time it splits.
For example, in one universe, you said yes to a girl who told you they liked you, and in another you refused.
In each universe, that version of you will forever be oblivious to what would have happened if you took the alternate route. In some ways this is incomprehensibly sad.
Now, occasionally, a completely random sequence of events results in two parallel universes becoming exactly the same. It is in this instance that they conjoin.
What this theory implies is that anything that is physically possible, for example, you becoming a celebrity and dating Taylor Swift and Angelina Jolie (at the same time), has happened or will happen in a parallel universe. Of course this isn't likely. Let's estimate the chances of this happening at roughly 1:2^2097. This means that for every universe that you're dating Taylor Swift and Angelina Jolie in, there are 2^2097 (Or rather roughly 1.81 * 10^621) universes in which you are not.
So in one universe, I had the courage to say something I didn't say. In another, I stayed the course and became valedictorian. In another, i have upheld my childhood dream of becoming a famous NASCAR driver. There's even one in which I invented the infinite-transport system and that version of me is in the process of visiting all the other parallel universes. Can't wait for him to get here. Maybe in his world things are going better for me.
But on the other hand, in a parallel universe, I never met any of my friends and I live my life alone. In another, both my parents are dead, and when I told my friends at school... None of them heard me.
I think the one I'm in is a fairly neutral version of the universe, as are almost all of them.
Anyway, this is one of the theories that helps me sleep at night.

A Friendly Game of Blindfolded Musical Chairs.

At the Cast party for our school play, which was "A Time For Madness" (in which I was Fergus Tweed) we decided that we should play blindfolded musical chairs. It's like regular musical chairs but scarier because you can't see and if you play with the wrong people, you get touched in bad places. (YOU KNOW WHO YOU ARE D:<) During the course of the game (which sounded much like a mass murder being carried out in a remote cornfield) the number of contestants was gradually narrowed down to Myself, Sammi, and Zach. I didn't know this because I couldn't see. Anyhow, people were poking and groping and trying to unseat me. I resorted to flailing my arms wildly. Well, it worked. Then I stood up when the music came back on. ... And then I got touched again. This agitated me to the point that I (literally) blindly threw a punch. Not expecting to hit anything, of course, what with me being nonviolent for the most part.
I hit Zach in the face. Of course I didn't know it then. But anyhow, I apologized. I think he might still be mad though. Or he might just hate me. But then again, he hates everyone, so at least I'm not being singled out or anything. Meh.

I made a blog... Now what?

I finally created a blog, so... I guess I write stories about my everyday experiences here or something like that. Should be pretty fun. So today I tried to write a song about zombies after I watched Shaun of the Dead. (I love that movie. I mean, I LOVE THAT MOVIE. If you haven't seen it yet, please, watch it.) I came up with the lyric "Dead creatures crawlin' the dead start to walk in their masquerade... There's no escaping the jaws of the alien this time... This is the end of the line." I sang this several times before realizing that that was the line from thriller. So I started over and came up with "Horror looks you right between the eyes, you're paralyzed... Cause this is th-" at that point, I cursed loudly. Again I was quoting Thriller. After three more tries, I realized that every rhyming lyric I was going to come up with that also has to do with zombies for a long time is going to already have been used in Thriller. Anyhow, that's the last time I listen to an MJ album for inspiration prior to trying to write a song about zombies.