ARK Survival Evolved Theory

     Yesterday, I played ARK with my friends on PC. It's a great game about survival and the best part about it is that you can tame dinosaurs, among other things. When I was playing I noticed some things that led me to create this theory.

     When you are playing you can either be a man or woman, and you can diversify that man or woman to distinguish yourself from other players. But one thing is common among all of the players, they all spawn on the same mysterious island. I think that this mysterious island is actually the Garden of Eden. Why? Because we, in reality, have never found the Garden of Eden, which leads to its being mysterious. And also, dinosaurs have become extinct in reality. In ARK, you live among dinosaurs and other extinct creatures. I think that the dinosaurs in ARK have survived extinction because they are somehow protected by the mysterious island, the Garden of Eden.

     Another thing that has led to my creating this theory. Look at the name of the game: ARK. As in, Noah's Ark. Noah saved the dinosaurs. 

     This is just a theory. It's not fact. But I think that these "references" in the game may be leading to a bigger picture.

My Shiny Pokemon Experience #2

     Time for another Shiny Pokemon Experience! This one is a good one. A great one, really. It took place in Pokemon X just like the last one. It was a while ago, I can't remember exactly when, but I still remember it pretty nicely...

     After a few days of trying to get a shiny Skiddo through PokeRadar, I had decided to just walk around since I gave up. I'm not really good at that kind of stuff, anyway. So I was walking around in the grass in a route which I can't remember, and I come across a wild Pokemon. Not surprising, since I wasn't using Repel. The encounter animation played, and it turned out I came across a Skiddo. But not just any random Skiddo...

Mum, get the camera! (Also, this is just a random photo)

      I instantly recognized it even before the shiny animation played, after all, I had been trying to capture it for the last few days. I forgot which Pokemon I sent out, but it didn't matter. I wasn't going to attack the Skiddo anyway. I threw out one Pokeball after another, again, not remembering how many, but I'm pretty sure it wasn't a lot.  I eventually caught it in a plain, ol' Pokeball, my favorite type to catch Pokemon with. 

     I didn't nickname the Skiddo, it was too special for that. I ran around showing my family what I had just done, saying stuff like "How ironic!" and "For me to catch a shiny is even rarer than winning the lotto!" I was so excited when I showed one of my younger brothers, and he was too. This moment was the happiest one I will ever experience (not really). But I was still pretty happy.

My Old Nintendo 64

     When I was little, my brother and I didn't have any video games to play with. But that was okay since we were already occupied with drawing or reading or playing with toys. But whenever I went to my friends' house, they were always so generous as to let me play with their Gameboys or DS's or Wiis or N64s. I was always so excited to play with them on their consoles and handhelds. I remember Pokemon and Mario being my favorite games. 

     One day, I went to one of my friend's house and he showed me Star Wars: Shadows of the Empire on the N64. I LOVED Star Wars back then, as did all the other seven and eight year olds. So, as expected, we played all day. When my dad picked me up, my friend's mom gave him a large bag of what I thought was some dinner they made for us. So my dad and I went home a few minutes later after saying thanks and goodbye.

     When I woke up the next morning, I heard my parents saying "Oh, how nice" and "They didn't have to do this" and the like in the kitchen. I was curious and hoping it was a present for me, so I went to them. What was in the bag my friend gave us turned out to be the N64! I was so excited. They even gave us all the games! My parents helped me set it up and I played it with my brother for a really, really long time. Shadows of the Empire was definitely our favorite.

     The N64 eventually broke, most likely due to internal battery failure, and got thrown out. My brother and I still remember all the great times we had on it. We wish we could've played with our baby brother, who wasn't born yet at the time the console was working. But we now have other video games, and the N64 craze has died out. Even though, I still can't help feeling thankful for the

console and the great friend who gave it to me because it was probably the most entertaining thing I owned when I was little.

The Hunger Games

     The Hunger Games was a pretty amazing series. I just finished Mockingjay sometime last week, and even though I wasn't fully satisfied with the ending, I still think it was a great read. I had to finish the book because in English my class is starting The Hunger Games, Mockingjay Part 2 is coming out, and I really just wanted to finish the trilogy. In this blog post I'm going to review the series.

     For one thing, I don't really like Katniss. In fact, she's one of my least favorite characters. Yes, she does her best to provide for her family, but she's so reluctant to be the hero. Not only is she reluctant, but she's really negative. I want the main character in a book to be awesome, not depressed. And I hate how she just tossed out Gale for Peeta. They were childhood friends! She didn't even know Peeta personally until they were in an arena trying to kill each other! Yes, she has valid reasons not to be in love with Gale. I don't even care if they got married! Couldn't they at least have kept in touch?

     Okay, I'm done ranting about how Katniss is the worst. On to why I like the series! The Hunger Games has an amazing plot. And I love the idea of how twisted the whole thing is. It just makes it so much more interesting. And I think everyone can agree that President Snow is genuinely evil. I will go as far as saying that he is the epitome of evil. A really bad villain just makes a story better.

     The books were fantastic. I really want more of them. I want The Hunger Games craze to last even longer. There were a few things that I didn't like, but what book is perfect? The things that I liked definitely outweigh the things that I don't like. I also have to cut Katniss some slack, too. I probably wouldn't last a day in her shoes.

     And also...

Don't you guys want to see this happen?

Over The Garden Wall

     Over The Garden Wall is an amazing piece of animation. It aired on Cartoon Network during sometime in 2014, and my brother and I got hooked on it. Surprisingly, despite its popularity, a lot of people at school don't know about it, so I'm going to educate all of you on this beautiful presentation.

     The plot of Over The Garden Wall follows two boys, Wirt and his half brother Greg, and their adventures in a quirky land called the Unknown. Along the way they meet a bluebird named Beatrice, who helps them to find their way home. Through their journey, many secrets are revealed about the boys and the other characters, yet there are still many unanswered questions. Many YouTubers took advantage of this and created lots of interesting theories.

     Over The Garden Wall has a very unique vintage feel to it, which I find adds to the beauty of the show. It has a includes plenty of ragtime songs and orchestral numbers which you would find probably belong in the 50's. Many locations are very vintage feeling, too. 

     Over The Garden Wall is a beautifully made show and I would highly recommend watching it. You'll fall in love with the very realistic characters and amazing soundtracks. And at the end, you'll be wishing for more!

Halloween

     Ugh, I can't believe I haven't done this yet. What I wanted to do this month was post a bunch of scary stories and stuff, but, since there's only a week until Halloween, I've missed out on my opportunity. There's always next year, though, but I think I'm going to forget about this then, too. Anyway, I'll get started on the main idea of this post.

     On Halloween, my family hosts a little get-together. Our friends from school come over and we go trick-or-treating. And, since I'm getting older, I probably should just stay home and pass out candy. But will I really do that? NO! Of course I won't! I'll always go out to get candy with my friends and family. That's why the get-together is always so fun.

     I will never be embarrassed to go out in costume on Halloween. That's why I love it so much. Halloween is probably my favorite holiday because everyone gets to wear a costume. I enjoy Halloween because it's that one day that people accept that you look strange.

     Don't be afraid to express yourself through costume this holiday. I believe that no one's old enough not to wear a costume.

Happy Halloween!

     

My Shiny Pokemon Experience #1

     When I got Pokemon X, I was super excited. It, and Pokemon Y, were the first Pokemon games on the 3DS ever to be in 3D. So, what do you think I did? Sat and admired it? Ha! Of course I did! I plopped it on my desk and just stared at it. It was a box containing a small cartridge. And that cartridge contained my WILDEST DREAMS. You probably know how I felt. 

     So, after about an hour or so of admiring it's sheer beauty, I stuck the cartridge into my 2DS. And, yes, I know that the 2DS can't do the whole 3D thing, but Pokemon X was still stupefying for me because I have never played a Pokemon game that wasn't pixelated. So anyway I stuck in the cartridge and started my... adventure. 

     So, I'm in the first forest you can go into. I can't remember the name.And when I first start a Pokemon game I try to catch every new species of Pokemon that I meet, so that's what I did then. I caught everything I could find. I eventually ran out of Pokeballs. I walk into a patch of grass absentmindedly and, amazingly, I run into a shiny Weedle.

     Like I said, I ran out of Pokeballs, and I had to run from the battle. I was so sad. But I continued on and beat the game. 

     After I beat the game, I went back into that dreaded forest and I find and item capsule right next to where I encountered the Weedle. "Please don't be a Pokeball, that would mean I missed an opportunity to catch a shiny" I thought to myself. But, it was a Pokeball. *Huge sigh* I completely missed out on that shiny, but I'm still looking for it today. And, with a lot of luck, I think I just might find it.

     

Dogs

     I love dogs. I love dogs just as much as I love goats, and that's saying a lot. The saying "A dog is a man's best friend" is true. Dogs are just so sweet and lovable. They'll be there to play with you, to make you laugh, and to lick your tears when you're sad. Dogs are amazingly awesome.

     As previously stated, dogs play with you. I know everyone knows that dogs love to play, but my dogs are a bit different. My mixed breed, Leo, used to make me play. He's small, so that sounds weird. But he always found a way to make me throw a toy for him, whether he stuck it in my face for several hours, or barked at me while I played the Xbox.

     And again, dogs are there to make you laugh, and my dogs crack me up. My dog Daisy is a German Shepherd, and even though she's gigantic, she's the sweetest. That's the reason she makes me laugh. She'll just trot up to a house-guest and give him or her a handshake. A long, long, long handshake. Another dog that I have, Shiro (a mixed breed), is also hilarious. The reason he makes me laugh is that after he goes potty on his training pad, he'll try to eat his poop. And even though he gets in trouble for it, he just keeps going at it. I guess he likes to recycle.

     Mentioned in the first paragraph, dogs will lick your tears when you're sad. My Yorkie, Petal, was the one dog that has been with me since I was born. She's like a big sister, since she's one year older than me. Anyway, whenever I was sad, she would make me feel so much better. She would lick my tears off of my face, but she would do so much more. She would sit in my lap, nuzzle me, and even make little cooing noises, just to make me feel better. You know, I don't think that it's a coincidence that dog is God backwards. Dogs will forgive you for anything, they'll always be with you to give you confidence, and yes, to make you happy after a sad day.

     Dogs are so cool. They're the best. They're probably one of the sweetest animals on Earth.

   

   

Being A Gangster Wannabe Is Dumb

    You know what I hate? Kids trying to act like gangsters. It's absolutely ridiculous. Wearing your pants in a stupid way and smoking pot isn't going to get you anywhere, guys. Seriously. So why would anyone want to act "gangsta?'" I dunno. Maybe these kids are trying to get some attention by being stupid. Maybe they think it's cool. Maybe their parents are involved in gang-related activities. But, once again, being a sphincter isn't going to get you a job.

     This paragraph and on is a sort of letter to the gangster wannabes: My first statement is that gangsters tend to get themselves into prison. Why would you kids want to get thrown into jail? It's a mean place in there. There are a lot of bad people in jail, and I don't think that you boys and girls deserve to be in there. All kids are innocent, but if you commit a crime, it's all downhill from there, unless you work extremely hard to get yourself on the right path again.

     Second: Gangsters usually get addicted to horribly, extremely, terribly harmful drugs. You'll ruin your body AND mind if you do drugs. Drugs kill. Period.

    Third-And most important: Gangsters kill innocent people. Killing someone is unforgivable. Let me explain further: killing isn't swag; killing isn't dope; killing isn't baller. Killing is disgusting, it's despicable, it's evil. I'm not assuming that any of you kids want to kill anyone at all, I'm just saying that killing someone is a terrible thing to do. In fact it's more than terrible, like I said, it's evil and it goes way beyond that, too. I'll give you the benefit-of-the-doubt and say that you didn't realize that the gangster lifestyle goes this deep, but it does. I'm sure that everyone has seen at least one news story in which an innocent boy or girl gets shot in a drive-by or the like. It's so depressing. Kids getting hurt, or even killed, in these ridiculous situations? No. No way. Why do these types of things even exist? This should be stopped, ASAP.

     So, even if you look up to gangsters and think they're cool, they're not. Maybe at some point in their lives, they slipped up and fell in with the bad guys. Don't ever let that happen to you. Get help. Go to a school counselor. Go to a teacher. Go to a police officer. Go to a family member. I'm sure there will always be someone willing to help you. If you're trying to fit in with your friends, don't hang out with them anymore. If you want to be a gangster for petty reasons, just stop. All you're going to do is get yourself in trouble, either at home or somewhere else. 

     Sorry if this post was out of the blue. I know that I usually blog about lighthearted things, but this is a big problem at my school, and I just wanted to address it. Thanks for reading.

 

     

Goats

     Goats are great. No one can even fathom my love for goats. They just have this thing about them. They're just so... goaty. Yeah, goaty. That's the word. I don't even understand why I love goats so much. I just do. I don't remember having an endearing experience with goats at some point in my life. It's not like I was raised by goats. It's not like I was brainwashed to have such a love for goats. They just seem so cool.

     Okay, just imagine being a goat. You're just chillin' in a field, the cool breeze is gently blowing your majestic goat beard. You're hanging out with your goat friends. As a goat, you can eat almost freaking anything, since you have such a high tolerance toward toxins, so you go over to a tin can by a road and stick it in your mouth and chew on it for a while. You just baaah at your friends to say to them, " 'Sup, bros." And they all baaah back to you to tell you, "Hey, man." And you all just stand there for the rest of the day, being goat-tastic.

     And have you ever noticed a goat's eyes? If you haven't, then here's a picture:

     Pretty cool, huh? I bet that goats are the only animals that have rectangular pupils. You know, the only other being that has pupils like that is Naruto Uzumaki in Sage Mode. Look:

     And Naruto in Sage Mode is overpowered. So that can only mean that goats are overpowered too. A goat could beat Chuck Norris in a fight. No, a goat could beat infinite Chuck Norris' in a fight. 

     If Naruto and a goat were to have a fight, then there would be an infinite stalemate. If humans were to witness that fight with their bare eyes, then their eyeballs would explode because they knew they would never witness anything more beautiful or powerful as that fight. 

     So in conclusion, goats are the ultimate form of life. And, also, if you want to become as overpowered as a goat -WHICH WILL NEVER HAPPEN- then you would have to somehow genetically alter your pupils into the shape of rectangles. 

     Goats are beautiful, lovely, majestic, powerful, goaty creatures.

Premature Alzheimer's

     I think I have a rare medical condition called Premature Alzheimer's. I forget everything. I don't mean I forget everything like a forgetful person, I mean I forget everything important. An example: I forgot my aunt's name until my mom reminded me what it was. See what I mean?

     When someone asks me what I did the day before, my response would be "Ummm... I really don't remember." I could have gone to an amusement park the day before, and I would have to rack my brain for five minutes just to remember that.

     You know how when you were little, you would tell someone about how your birthday was coming up and they would joke around saying, "How old are you turning, 20?" or something like that? Well, when it's one of my little brothers' birthdays, I always say something like that. Why? Because I honestly don't remember how old they're turning. I am such a great older brother.

     So, in conclusion, I probably have a rare medical condition called Premature Alzheimer's. It causes me to forget important things, like my aunt's name. Or how old my brothers are. Or what this post was about...

My Experience With Alien Vs. Predator

     Ah, Alien Vs. Predator. I remember watching that movie when I was four. And that's a little strange. You might ask me, "Why were you watching an R rated movie when you were four?" But then I'll say, "I didn't even know how to use a remote when I was four. My grandma was watching it when I got home from preschool." Then you'll say, "Why was your grandma watching that movie?" And then I'll say, "I dunno, she was probably looking for a crime show or something." And after that you'll walk away feeling kind of weird. But I'll cut to the chase.

     So I come home from preschool and my grandma is sitting on the couch watching this strange movie. So I walk over and sit with her. I can't remember our conversation, but we were both mesmerized by what was on the T.V. screen.

     With all the violence and gore and stuff, I can't believe that my four year old mind wasn't shattered and traumatized. I just sat on the couch, watching. My grandma did the same. At first glance, it was a typical scene. Just a grandma and her grandson watching T.V. But once you look at the screen, you'll see AN ALIEN HUNTER MERCILESSLY KILLING EVERYTHING IN ITS PATH! Yeah, but later in my life I'll learn it was a typical scene. At least in my crazy family.

    Anyway, it's near the end of the movie when Predator burns the symbol on the woman's face. And when that happened, I remember my grandma saying, "What a brave woman..." I felt the same way. And then comes the scene where Predator is on the ship and  some kind of hybrid Chestburster pops out of his ribcage. The end. Gee, thanks Grandma for letting me watch such a horrific movie. Actually, I thought the movie was cool (even if it was a bit corny) and I spent nice, quality time with her. So, seriously, thanks Grandma.

     OH CRUD! A XENOMORPH!