Jelly Bean Field

I have no special talent. I just write.

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The time I made a friend

Here is the story of my wonderful friend Office Chair. One day when all of us friends were getting ready to bust out some cleaning for our job. We had all clocked in and were ready to go. When a buddy of ours come in with a small, cute snake. Where he was found remains a mystery. But, this little snake became our friend. He stuck with us through the whole day of cleaning. He got the name Office Chair because when we would put him on the floor of the gym he would swivel like an office chair! I personally thought he looked like a treadmill when he moved on that gym floor. So that became his middle name. Office Chair Treadmill was now his name. He was so cute. He kept us all so motivated while we were working. The day went on. We switched off taking care of him. When the day grew old we noticed that Office Chair looked a little sick. Office Chair wasn't feeling too good. Maybe he was hungry? We thought. Maybe it's all the chemicals from the cleaning supplies? There's no way to know for sure. But. We did what we had to do. We had decided we needed to let Office Chair go back to his home. So we take him out in a nice shady area and we let him go. He still didn't look to good though. Be we had to leave him. So we did. Later that night we went to check on him and see if he was still there. And he wasn't! We were so happy he wasn't still there, dead. So that is the story of Office Chair.

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How Twitter sees this button: A simpler way to follow people. How I see it: An annoying button that always makes me awkwardly follow people I don't know without me knowing.

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Changing Things Up | 2014

Happy New Years Eve:

If you live under a rock and don’t know what that is, it’s the last day of the year. Everyone stays up till the new year celebrating, going crazy, kissing people, screaming, shouting. But I don’t get it. Sure it’s fun to party for one night but is it not going to be just the same as 2011, 2012 and 2013?

Make the new year new:

Wanna hear a joke? New Years resolutions. What is the point!? The idea of it is great. But they last about as long as a Kardashian marriage. They say “this year is going to be different” or “I am a really going to keep my resolution this year”. Haha! That’s a good one. There is never any effort to put into actually making it different.

Change it:

I want things like that to change. I want my lack of motivation to motivate me. How about we actually try. Instead of “not today”, freaking do it! Let’s make excuses to go the extra mile. Above and beyond what we told ourselves and people. And then continue it!

A resolution for all:

If you’re like me and you really don’t know what to change this next year. No worries. I gotcha. It’s a hard one, are you ready? Two. Simple. Words. LOVE PEOPLE. It’s so simple! Yet so difficult. How can one four letter word be one of the hardest things for us as humans to do!? It’s something that can be done everyday. And loving people isn’t just being nice all the time. Because that’s too easy. It’s going out of your way to show people love. It’s tough. But doable.

A challenge to myself:

Everyday. I want to go out of my way to do something loving for someone else. EVERYDAY! Until it’s a habit! This way, it’ll stick. Now that’s a resolution!

So let’s stop wishing people a happy new year and start making it one. By sharing love to all.

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My Tumblr

Mhmm. It's true. I have a Tumblr. I post very few things. Why? Because I think too much. Haha! Would you look at that! I'm human! I write things all the time I can just never bring myself to post any of them. But then I remember. There are so many pointless, ridiculous and LAME blogs out there it doesn't even matter what I post! And since no one reads this...

Screw it. 

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The Mystery Penny

I was walking down the road one day and I stumble upon a penny. I pick it up. Put it in my pocket. And continue walking. The moral of this story is, I never remember what happens to the penny after it's in my pocket... This is a continuous problem I have.

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Spooky Story

So here’s a story. One day I was just chillin’ on the computer. Playing Sim City. No big deal. I’m all alone. Doors closed. Gettin’ into it and whatnot. Then, I heard a noise. Not just any noise. Breathing. I am all alone! And someone’s breathing! So I turn around to see nothing… Then I thought to myself, “hey, you’ve been on the computer a while, you’re probably just loosing it.” So I forget about it and go about my business. I hear it again. So naturally, I get up and open the door. In case there was someone hiding in the closet about to murder me. Someone would be bound to hear me scream. Then. I approach the closet door. Still hearing the breathing. I slowly open the door. To find… Nothing, again! Now I’m really freaking! This room I am in is small! I can see the whole room! There’s no one in here! But there’s something or someone breathing. And it’s loud. I try to keep my cool. So I sit back down, continue my game, and try to ignore it. When in actuality, I can’t stop thinking about this mystery breath coming from no where! I don’t even know what to do with myself now. I just start rapidly searching this whole room. Looking in every nook and cranny. So finally. I look behind the monitor on which I’m playing on to find…. My cat. Sleeping. This whole time I thought there was a murderer in this room to find my cat! Sleeping at that! I felt pretty stupid after that.

But yeah. There’s my story. The end.

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Fence | No Sense

I am standing on a fence,

I am very tense.

If I were to fall,

I just might bawl.

For I am on a fence.

I cannot dance,

Or even prance.

‘Cause I am on a fence.

I cannot get down,

I’m such a clown.

I am on a fence!

I would say “Boo hoo!”,

But I can see the zoo!

Thanks to this fence.

I am equal with the trees!

Except they don’t have knees.

I’m still standing up here.

I’d take the jump off this fence but I realized something…

….This poem makes no sense.

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This is where I will write stuff. Funny stuff.

(It will go right here.)