I have been thinking, If colors are just reflected light off of a surface, it is reasonable to assume that in the dark, color doesn't exist. They cease existence when there is complete darkness, and now all we have to do is prove that light exists.
And now I shall re-write a famous line written by someone I don't know
"if light is shining on a tree, and no one is around to see it, does it have color?"
KISMET. FATE. DESTINY. WORDS THAT ARE USED OFTEN TO MAKE YOU SOUND ROMANTIC. I'm partial to Kismet, polish I think? No wait, it's Turkish, my bad... I had never heard of it before and I can't remember now when I finally did, it is very fun to say. Kismet, kismet, kismet.
"Did you see that?" "No, what was it?" "It was a big red bird with fluffy pink feet."
If you can tell me what that quote is from (without cheating, not that you would tell me) I will dedicate my next blog to you and your great taste in tv shows.
A month, a month of no college, no homework, no tests, no pretending to study, what will I do with my time? I don't even have work, not until Janurary. I suppose I could go meet some amazing people and have the time of my life, or I can sit at home and paint like I plan to, maybe mess around with music until I get tired of it, pet my cat, ponder my existence, cound the bumps on my ceiling, read a book I've read over and over already...
I know what I will do.
I'm going to turn a sheep into a kangaroo. Want to watch?
NOW ON WITH THE SHOW.
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