Darrel the Sad Banana

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Highlights

When my sister and I were younger, we read a magazine called Highlights. I'm sure many children have read the magazine before.
Here are some memorable highlights stuff.

I know I used the wrong than. Please no hate.

1. Hidden Pictures!

Highlights always had hidden pictures, in which the pictures were extremely easy to find. The entire picture itself usually didn't make much sense to me, I just circled random stuff and it usually was one of the 50 hidden pictures.

2. Perfect for Bathroom Time!

We read these magazine in the bathrooms while we did our stuff. We easily outgrew highlights. Luckily.

3. Unnecessary Bugs!

Highlights always had at least one page with a creepy up close picture of a disgusting bug and it freaked me out totally. I would look through the magazine and then scream loudly and throw it, only to reach for another one.

4. Highlights Jokes

The most memorable part of Highlights were the jokes.

No. It's not because they were funny.

Highlights jokes are probably the worst you will ever hear. "Highlights joke" is almost an insult. 

Anyway, one day, while I was flipping through the magazine, I found the greatest joke of all time. Except for the fact that it wasn't really a joke. 

It went sort of like this...

That's it. This might have been a little different from the original joke but it's still pretty similar.

If you have no idea what just happened, here is something to confuse you even more.

Man: I like bananas. Hey clown, give me that banana in your ear.

Clown: What banana.

Man: Hey, why do you even have a banana in your ear?

Clown: I can't hear you because I have a banana in my ear.

Man: Okay.

It doesn't really make any sense, but when I first read the joke I literally died of laughter. I was hysterical.

That's all folks.

K bye.

Adikshun

So... Because of my past history of becoming rather absorbed in video games, I always tried to, uh, not play them.

Maybe it was a little more than "rather absorbed". But anyway, after my phase of playing too much video games, I stopped for a while. But unfortunately, entering a new school, I met new friends, and a new game. 

League of Legends.

You may have heard of this game before, almost every single one of my friends played this game, and so, I downloaded the game and I started the tutorial.

As of now, I play this game from time to time, on weekends mostly, but not much during the weekdays because I am busy. But before, I used to play this game almost every single day. I was in what you might call an "adikshun". It was pretty bad.

So that happened. But eventually, I stopped playing as much. But I still do play it. But still, I'm glad I stopped playing it so much, because it I hadn't gotten over it, I would probably be playing that game right now instead of doing this. 

I know this post is short, but the moral of this story is to stop playing games.

That's it. It's pretty straightforward. 

Games ruined a pretty large portion of my life so far. 

K bye.

Art At It's Finest

Warning: All art shown here is created by the famous artist, Aidan Choo. Enjoy your visit at the SupposedlyArtMuseum.

Anyway.....
I really like how when you go to an art museum, there's always one painting that looks like this;

I really don't understand it. And then they call it something like; KandM. 

(That means ketchup and mustard)

These paintings are put on a canvas and then they are looked at by people who consider it to be an actually painting that is worth being looked at.

If that can count as art, then almost every single baby on the planet is considered an artist with works of art that should be put in museums. 

And then you see this;

This is better, but come on. Really? Two blocks? and then a color in the middle. A kindergartner can do this. If this is what artists do to get money, I might as well become an artist. 

I don't even know what that is. 

Anyway, if you ever feel like you suck at art, try doing this. It's a definite confidence booster that people do this as art.

There probably is a more logical explanation to why this is art, but you know what, who cares?

Concerning Nuts

I have to watch this movie when it comes out. It looks great!

Costumes and Such

In my life I wore a lot of different costumes. I remember in second grade when I was auditioning for a school play called Go Fish! I had to wear this really dumb octopus costume.

Anyway, I was pretty happy when I had first made it, but eventually it looked horrible.

My history with costumes goes way back.

My first costume was a pikachu  costume.

Pikachu was ok, but still kind weird. I got an upgraded costume in about 1st grade, it was a Dragon Ball Z Goku costume. Pretty sweet upgrade from the pikachu.

Okay, the first couple were pretty bad, but it was in 4th grade that I started to make some progress in the costume design industry, I designed my own. The name of it was, Steve Jobs Chicken Potato Dinosaur.

It was like the best costume ever. But it was really uncomfortable.

You get what I mean. 

But otherwise, it was like the best costume ever. I recycled it because some kid sat on the wings and it looked really bad afterwards.

It was a great one-day costume.

Super Cat Cow

When I was born, like every other normal child. I received a gift from a family member.

It was like the gift of life. It was so precious to me...

Anyway, I had this strange connection that nobody knew about. 

Anyhow, the present I received really bonded the connection. It was a cat.

A cat.

But it was a cat, in a cow costume.

Pretty normal.

So that was that. My childhood right there.

Name?

Simple.

Moo-moo.

Cause that's that the sound a cat would make, if it were in a cow costume. 

Things to note about the cow: 

So the cow had this tail with a triangle attached to it. 

What did it mean?

I interpreted it as the sign of an evil thing.

An evil cat of awesomeness. 

But I was evil with it.

I blamed everything I did on it.

I still have moo-moo although he doesn't do anything anymore.