Hey, guys! I have another quick question that I was asked that got me thinking...

In you imagination, transport yourself 75 years into the future. What are 2 things you would like your great grandchildren to know and/or remember about you?

If I had to transport myself 75 years into the future and be interviewed by my grandchildren, I actually don't know what I would want my grandchildren to know. I would definitely want them to remember me as a fun grandma, I guess. 

I would definitely want them to remember me as artistic and creative. I love to be able to call myself and others creative because it shows that we have the creative capacity for things other than just art. People who have that capacity can think their way out of tricky situations, and that to me, it a very important skill. I would like to tell my grandchildren how to create that creative capacity, and be able to teach others how to think creatively as well.

I would also want them to remember me as a teacher. I would love to be able to teach my grandchildren how to live life fully and enjoy it. I would feel very accomplished to know that my learnings and lessons were being passed down through generations.

"Say cheese grandma!" 

Sydney Soufflé - A Meal Made of Me 

If one desires a delicious treat full of uniqueness, emotion, and a zesty taste for adventure, then follow this recipe for the creation that will delight your tastebuds. 

Ingredients:

• 2 cups of artistic extract 
• 1 1/2 cups of musical love 
• 3 cups of academic 
• 3 tablespoons mood swings 
• 2 teaspoons Tumblr 
• 2 1/2 cups book nerd 
• 1 cup kindness 
• 1/2 teaspoon jealousy
• 3 teaspoons of adventure seeker 
• and if one desires a little bit of a spiced up flavor when the treat is heated, add 1 cup of hidden sass. 

Directions:

1. Preheat oven to 375 degrees F. Make sure oven can heat inside of treat and keep the hidden sass warm 

2. Mix together artistic extract and musical love as well as Tumblr and book nerd in a large bowl, and stir well. 

3. In a smaller, separate bowl, mix together academic, and kindness, and make sure it is fully liquidated before moving on.

4. Pour the academic and kindness mixture into the larger bowl, and stir together until fluffy. 

5. In a final, tiny bowl, mix together mood swings and jealousy, but be careful of pouring too much of either. 

6. Mix in mood swings and jealousy into the larger, fluffy mixture and stir until the mixture becomes a light brown color. Now would be a great time to taste test. 

7. After one has deemed the mixture tasty, pour into small round cups and bake for 35 minutes to ensure the center of the mixture is still molten and sassy. 

8. When complete, pull soufflés out of the cups and set them in a nicer bowl. Pour a little more artistic extract and Tumblr over the top, and sprinkle a little more sass to get the best results. *

* Note best consumed while warm 

Tips : 

The best occasions for Sydney Soufflé are rainy days at home, while reading, at fancy restaurants, and while exercising artistic abilities. Other occasions that would be complete with a Sydney Soufflé is a pre-testing treat or an after-presentation desert. 

Bon Appetit! 

  In "The Waxworks" by A.M. Burrage, the protagonist, a young journalist named Raymond Hewson, is searching for a way to earn money for his family. Raymond is trying to get his articles in the paper, but finding work as a journalist can be hard. However, when a situation arouses, and a spooky one at that, Raymond will do anything to get his articles in the paper, including spending one night in the Marriner Waxworks Murderers' Den. Raymond accepts the challenge, but during his night in the den, his mind and fears play tricks on him, causing him to see things and hear things he doesn't want to. In the end, after a particularly eerie illusion of fear, Raymond is able to survive the night and achieve his pay, but the events of his night in the Murderer's Den will stick in his mind forever. 

   Some of the traits I personally share with Raymond is the daring streak to pursue a dream and overcome obstacles preventing me from achieving that dream. Raymond is desperate to make enough money to support his family, and if I were ever to trade places with him, and be submerged into the life of living without money, I too would look at every opportunity closely. The other main trait Raymond and I share is the lack of superstition. I have always laughed at the idea of ghosts and supernatural beings, and as clearly stated in the story, Raymond has the same feeling. For me, whenever I watched movies or gone through haunted houses, or anything of the supernatural sort, I enjoy the effort made to create that feeling of eeriness, but I do not worry about supernatural beings roaming the world. Raymond shows that he is brave enough to endure that night in the Den, and even if the idea is created to scare people. I bet I would be able to endure the night as well, perhaps minus the odd hallucinations. 

Hello! How are you guys? Quick question...

   If given the chance, would any of you change something about the world? Be part of a revolution? What would you change?

After reading this prompt given to me earlier today for my history class, this is what it turned into...

   If I were given the chance to change something about the world, the first thing I would change is bring everybody out of poverty. Nobody deserves to live in the slums and pray everyday for even a cracker for dinner. I would start homeless shelter and either create laws to limit the amount of money allowed to one person while another is scraping for coins or regulate the income of already wealthy families. Once the rest of the world has risen out of poverty, then money can be dispersed widely and spread evenly, to allow those post-poor families the chance to live in most luxury than before. I'm not saying that we need to hate and take away the money from the already rich, but we should distribute and help the poor climb out of the bottomless hole of poverty. 

What would you do?

In a Perfect World  

3:24 A.M.

October 8 2078 

DREAMING- 

   As I walked towards the my large house, I eyed the sleek walls and modern architecture. Tall windows from floor to ceiling faced towards me, the walls a cool mix of cool grays and browns, with a few hints of blue glass and white or black marble here and there. My ideal house. All of the buildings in our town, and even our country, look more or less like this, with super hyped up tech and amazingly safe neighborhood. 

   I reached the steps and lightly climbed up to the mahogany wood door lined with dark glass and held my hand up to the small scanner on the wall. Lights flashed beneath my hand and made my skin light up. I heard a soft click and pulled my hand away, facing the now sliding away piece of wood that revealed the grand entrance. Stepping over the threshold, I walked through my house, passing my brother doing his homework on the glass table that was grafted into the wall near the kitchen. He was listening to music with a small computer chip in his ear with his homework stored on his laptop as he worked on a creative writing project. At our schools, kids aren't forced to do anything. Everything is a choice. But you have to do something. I, for instance, take quite a few classes that most people wouldn't expect school to hold. Characterization, Book Analyzation, Human Design, Architecture, and 3D Virtual Drawing. Our schools offer thousands of online programs and specializing teachers are able to take a Trans to get to the class and teach. For another example, my brother takes Lego Design, Engineering with 3D Virtual Design, Nerf Gun Strategies, and a few others. 
   Seems like a great world eh?
I was about to reach my room when I woke up.