Hot VS Cold: Which Reigns Supreme?

My mentality between seasons seems to change as time moves forward:

Summer: “Hmm…It is so hot. I feel like I am sweating everyday. I sure wish it was winter when it is always cold”

Winter: “Hmm…It is so cold. I feel like I am freezing everyday. I sure wish it was summer when it is always hot”

So which do I want? Hot or Cold? Today, I will decide.

Hot: Let’s face it. Hot is hot. You get sweaty, making you look disgusting and even when you get into a cool place, you still feel hot for a while. Not to mention the fact that more heat means more sun, which means sunburns. Sunburns hurt. Then again, heat also means no long sleeves and pants, which means a lot more comfort.

Cold: Now hot can be annoying, but cold can be painful. If any body part is exposed to extreme cold, it freezes. Plus, you have to wear thousands of layers, which are a big hassle to put on and remove. Pain+Annoyance=Sad Anon Blogger. However, along with the cold comes snow (at least where I live), which is great and fun. At least for the first few days after it falls before it gets all dirty.

So what is the conclusion?

Each has their ups and downs with their downs being far worse then their ups. Thus, the only conclusion is neither. The perfect weather is when it is neither too cold nor too hot. Goldilocks was right: the perfect is whether is when it’s just right.

I’m sure no one else has ever thought of that, right?

So, dear readers, do you agree? Or do you prefer hot or cold? Tell me what you think in this week’s Bonus Content <-(Link)

-The Anon Blogger

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World War III

Before you ask, no I am not talking about the war that will eventually drag Earth into destruction. I am talking about the war in my world. The participants: my cat and I.

Everyone has a place in this world they feel at home. Some say it's their room, some say it's school or work. "Where is my place?" you ask. No it's not my house. No it's not whenever I'm with my mom or dad or any family. I feel at home when I'm on my chair.

"What does this have to do with my cat and I?" you ask. Well ever since we got her, she has been sitting on my chair, making it impossible for me to sit. I've pointed at her and told her to get off, but for some reason she doesn't react. I've even asked politely with "please" and "thank you" and "you better get off that chair or else," but still no reaction as if I was speaking another language.

"Why don't I just kick her off?" you ask. Well before I answer, I'd like to request that you stop asking so many questions. Don't worry, by the time I am finished all your questions will be answered. What's that? You say that I have been putting these questions into your mouths. Ha, that's preposterous. Just read this blog post I wrote, you've already asked three questions.

But anyway, as I was saying, I cannot kick her off the chair because my mom will not give me permission, and I do not want to anger my mom, so I ask you dear readers, "What should I do?" To vote on what I should do, Go HERE <-(Click link and vote)

-The Anonymous Teenage Blogger

P.S. Mom I was just kidding about that "not feeling at home with you" comment. Please don't punish me. Love you :)

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A Man With A Plan

In life, everyone has their plans, but as many people know, planned plans don't always go as those plans were planned. For example, I was planning on having a great day on the beach one day a year ago, but apparently some woman named "Irene" decided to come, and the beach was closed (and when she left, she got everything wet. The roads were flooded).

But this is a story of a different plan, a simple plan to go to the movies...

I came home one day and was told that my cousins wanted to spend their last weekend before returning to college with my family, so we were going to go to the movies. Turns out that the movie did not start for like three hours, so that plan was out. What to do? Well we decided to go for ices. Not a bad plan, I mean who doesn't like ices?...Well I guess snowmen would not like ices, unless they are cannibal snowmen, in which ices would probably be a delicacy, but other than non-cannibal snowmen, who doesn't like ices? Nobody, that's who.

So we went out, had our ices, spoke, laughed, sung, danced, and other associated family verbs, until it was time to go home. So when we got close to home, another plan arose, while my parents parked the car, I would go in and relax. A nice plan if I do say so myself, but it turns out, my mom had my keys. I sat outside the door for like forever (which translates to about five minutes in real time), staring at the wall. Finally, I was rescued, and the door was opened.

I went into my home with a plan to write about this on my blog, but as I said planned plans don't always go as those plans were planned.

So here I am, a year later, stretching an insignificant story where my family went out for ices into one of my longest blog posts ever. Was I successful? Who knows, but that's the plan.

-The Planning Anon Blogger

P.S. I was just kidding about nobody liking ices. It's okay if you don't like it. It just means you’re not "cool." Get it? Because ices are cold, which means cool and I used the word cool meaning popular...Oh I'm so "punny" (and "cool"). Also, if you didn’t get the first joke above, Irene was a hurricane. Don't you love when people explain their jokes?

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I Won, I Won!!!

When you visit certain sites over and over again, you will find that many of them have changed. They've been updated, stuff has been taken down or put up, but one thing seems to remain constant: you are still the 1,000,000th visitor.

I have won a free i-pod, i-pad, and i-phone from so many sites for being their 1,000,000th visitor that "I" think "I" must be rich ("I" know those puns really hurt me too). Let's face it: it is impossible to have that many 1,000,000th visitors...Unless...OMG that explains everything. Clearly, the creators of these ads have managed to create some type of time loop in which every time a 1,000,000th viewer comes to the site and leaves, time reverses itself to before that visitor arrived, but because the time loop is self contained, the visitor still retains the memory of winning. Either that or their just using a clever ploy to get people to come to their site and give them their information, but really which one seems more probable?

Either way, I'm glad to see that in this ever changing world one thing remains the same: advertisements.

-The Anon Blogger

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