That's my cookie

(and you can't have any)

The Chuck Norris Effect.

This is a 3 step guide on how to be completely and utterly mind blown by 'The Chuck Norris Effect' and its impact on every internet user alive. This is also a process that needs to be done at least once by anyone who has access to the internet and/or a nearby computer.

**!!CAUTION: Prepare to have your mind blown. Chuck Norris wrestled a bear.

Step 1: Open your browser (any device can be used in this process, as long as you have access to the internet) and go to the Google website.

Step 2: Type the words "google chuck norris" in the text box available in the middle of the page, this is a very important step in this 3-step-tutorial. After typing said words, press the 'I'm Feeling Lucky' button with extra enthusiasm that Chuck Norris deserves.

Step 3: Step back from the computer monitor/ device screen with your mouth agape and in complete awe, because you can see proof that Chuck Norris, indeed just tackled Google.

The Facts.

60% of facts thrown in the world are not true. I don't know if that's true either, I just made it up. But, hypothetically, a person stumbles across this and they use it for their report, how could anyone prove them wrong? You can't gather this data or check its validity.

Then, afterwards— hypothetically— a member of the class or a person from that room hears this and takes this opportunity to show his or her true intellectual abilities by repeating the false figure in a heated argument. The opposition gawks because you can't counter a fact. There is no way to prove them wrong. The opposition leaves, disgruntled and recites the statement in their head "60% of facts thrown in the world are not true". It plays over and over like a distorted record and they make sure to use this fact in their next argument.

This fact revolves around until it shifts and morphs into different things.

A simple rephrase.

60% of the facts given are false.

Misheard and repeated.

50% of the fax given are false.

Until it makes no coherent sense.

50% of the fax given falls.

Numbers are scary.

People believe anything (which is equally as scary)

The Post-School Post.

The last night in which I am rightfully entitled to stay up late, I've decided to stay up as long as I can and savour the few sweet hours of no school. But, as any other human, I get tired easily. The moment I woke, I promised myself to use every single second carefully... but, I fell asleep again.

To my chagrin (and completely inability to stay awake) I pour myself some drink, I mean, nothing like a drink to keep you alive, right? I get that life-changing urge to do important things like build shelter for humanity in any case of an alien invasion (you never know). The blood pumps through my veins like they want to pour out with excitement and energy. I end up with nothing but a revision plan.

This day sucks.

I did make a hat for the £20 note guy...

... and see an adorable dog (despite my irrational fear of them, they're very photogenic)

The New Year

see you all in 5 years time (figuratively... unless I'm like one of those creatures who only get reincarnated every 5 years... which sounds awesome...)