I Deja You Too

Firstly, don’t get annoyed because I spelt deja vu without the fancy letters. I’m on my phone, in bed, at 3am; cut me some slack. 

On Saturday I had one of my best friends come around for what is now known as ‘Pizza Saturday’, which says a lot about my rich choice in foods. When we were dropping them off later, though, I had a weird episode of Deja Vu in the car. I’ve always had weird experiences with this kind of thing, and I don’t even know if it is Deja Vu, maybe it is something else, but whenever it happens I normally either end up talking about having Deja vu inside of my Deja vu, or I leave some kind of message for myself. So, when I was sat in the car, I had the episode and I had a message…

“You have no idea how lucky you are. Youre friends with the planets best person. You better love this person until the end of time, and never lose them”

I then starTed thinking about pirates in the Deja vu for some reason, but I hope you get the idea.

Thanks Odd

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 : : Ruby ❤ : : 

A Theory in Theories about Theories being Theories

Also… Car Theory Test! I went for my test today, and I’m honestly surprised that I didn’t get kicked out.

First of all, no, I didn’t pass it. It’s my first time so I wasn’t exactly expecting to, and as such it doesn’t bother me.

Secondly, they make you strip everything. They basically give you a little locker in which you put your phone (turned off), anything from your arms (watches/bands), anything with pockets where taking them off wouldn’t cause your private doo-doo parts to show (jumper/jacket/coat etc) and everything from your pants pockets apart from your license. The shirt I was wearing, though, was covered in loads of quotes from Rooster Teeth, and as such with them being of completely random topics, the staff had to read every single one of them and make smart cracks about them all… Yup. Thankfully, they didn’t make me take my pants off for having pockets in, which would have been awkward enough as it is to have been sat there pantless in front of a computer with moisturiser and earbuds on it. They didn’t make me take my shirt off either, which would have been a different scene altogether…

Then, when I was doing the Hazard Perception test, it was all 3d modelled, which I wasn’t expecting. So, when a load of weirdly modelled faces peeked from behind the back of a bus, I couldn’t help but laugh at them instead of clicking the mouse like I was supposed to. Somehow, I passed this part of the test, despite what the sheep looked like… At least you could tell they were sheep, it’s just that they were galloping across the road.

But yeah! I failed, and I don’t care. I probably shouldn’t rub the fact that I don’t care in people’s faces given that there were lots of door slamming when people left the room from the waiting area with their results, but I’m excited for next time. I also saw some people while I was there and it was nice and I love ^-^

Oh! Also! I had exams at the start of this week. Those were a thing! Yes! I should tell you! So, on Monday I had Computing, and since we marked them in lesson, I know that I’ve already gotten an A. Later that day we had Graphics, which was basically a normal lesson with an extended time, though at the end we had to hang something up under our pin on the wall so that it could be examined by Friday.

I made it in the first 15 minutes of the 2-hour session; it’s horrible and cringy yet I love it. To be fair, I spent the rest of the lesson on my phone.

On Tuesday I had Maths, though everyone did bad in Maths, so I don’t really mind that I did bad also. I also got a shelf and I threw a load of stuff on it.

There… There are much worse addictions than Rubik’s Cubes… Don’t judge…

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Leaky Clouds

See it’s funny because this has nothing to do with clouds.

My toilet is broken. There’s your relevence to the title.

 

Okay. Maybe I just liked that title and quickly scrambled around my mind to find an excuse to use it.

Alright. Shut up. I see you judging me. It’s been a while, I have nothing else to post. I’ve been revising loads for next week, given that I have an exam for each of my A-Levels, along with my driving theory. Should be fun!

Sorry for the short post, I really need to savour my time.

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Staring at Robins

I learnt something today, and it’s sticking with me.

It is commonly thought that whenever you see a Robin, it is actually someone who has passed on, looking over you. This is meant in a positive way, mind.

The reason I bring this up is because me and my mother saw a Robin in my garden earlier, shortly after I realised how horrible tea was and spat it out everywhere. My mother has always had robins on everything, especially around Christmas since they’re always seen on cards etc, though we have robins on cushions and I’m fairly certain in pictures. She told me this, and she said that herself and her mother used to always love robins, because they thought it was my mother’s father looking over them both. Naturally, this warmed my heart.

 

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My mum left the room, and I stayed there filling up my mug with Pepsi instead of tea this time, after which I looked out the window again. The robin was still standing on the table. I never said anything, though I noticed that the robin was staring at me and not my mother previously, and it was still staring at me now.

Now, there’s very few people who I know that have unfortunately passed, so instead of being bias towards thinking it could have been one person, if it even was true, I had a moment to talk to all of them. What’s next is kind of personal to me, so don’t feel obligated to read it.

My Grandmother :: I said that I wanted to have spent more time with you, just as my brother had done. This isn’t me saying I’m jealous, as I said that I was happy that he had the opportunity to.

Nina :: I said that I still thought of them every day. I thanked them for all of the memories, and wished that we could have made more. I apologised for me having stopped talking to them, and us becoming distant.

Amy :: I apologised for doing what I did, along with some other things. I still thanked them for what we did together, and that I missed them.

Someone I don’t want to talk about, though not because of bad things.

Storm :: Storm was the name of my labrador whilst I was growing up. This was mostly me thanking them for memories once again, and that I missed them.

At this point, I was quite amazed that the robin was still staring at me, and hadn’t flown off. It felt rude to leave, so I stayed for a few moments until it flew away.

It was a nice part of my day, so I thanked the robin itself in general.

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Ostensibly Preposterous

Around 8 million lightning strikes happened that day.

Around 728,000,000,000,000 heart beats across the globe that day.

Around 21,000,000,000 kisses will be passed that day.

Around two people sat on that bench under their favourite tree, sharing the same pair of earphones that day.

Coincidentally, those two people stayed there for hours in each other’s arms, not realising that the music they were listening to had repeated many a time. Neither of them wanted to leave the others side, so they stayed there for hours, staring out over the still water ahead of them. People who walked past would smile at them, though they enjoyed seeing their love for one another be shown publically, without fear. The people who walked past, they didn’t smile at them for anything else. They didn’t know that the two of them were going to climb Mt Kilimanjaro together to get married, or that they would some day both provide great leaps in cancer research, or that they would at some point create the child who makes the world’s most popular and loved phone. They just knew that they were in love, and that’s all that was needed for the world to smile

Luella “Looly” Reeves

Name: Luella “Looly” Reeves

 

Age: 20

Gender: Female

Relationship Status: Single

Blood Type: A+

Height: 5’7″

Hair Colour: Dark Brown, Blonde Highlights, Rare Purple Strands

Eye Colour: Blue

Skin Colour: White

Primary Hand: Right

Occupation: Looly’s Pet Shop – Owner

Likes: Rain, Umbrellas, Hoodies, Puzzles, Magic, Dancing, Bracelets, Drawing, Writing, Sculpting, Mathematics, Electro Swing

Dislikes: Philosophy, Swimming, Spiders, Calligraphy, Science, People who ask about her likes and/or dislikes

Medical Notes: Parents brought her into hospital at the age of 5 due to a broken toe. They were sent home and told to let it heal naturally. Their family refused to maintain contact with public hospitals from here on and went private. **No Private Records Found**

 

Looly is one of many people who chose to leave their family, friends and home after the data leak which occurred when they were 17. Their family were provided with every single piece of data which was recorded on Looly and because of this, they decided it was best for everyone to leave. Out of respect for their decision, no data will be repeated here. Since they left, their father left their home to join the EDS (Earth Defence Sector), as their mother was robbed and murdered three months after Looly left. All that they took upon leaving was spare clothes, an umbrella and a cat poster titles “HANG IN THERE!”, due to it having all of their passwords written on the back, though they left behind a note for their parents to read.

Since leaving, they started working in small family run businesses wherever she was allowed to, slowly travelling further and further away from her hometown of Bormire. Upon saving up enough money, her, along with her current roommate Myer Richards, opened up a pet store together, which has been running for three months at the time of writing this. Her current financial condition is ‘stable’.

Looly’s commitment to Myer Richards has always been seen as ‘uncommon’. Though she has been quoted to want to spend the remainder of her life with Myer, she is incapable of being in love with anybody, though not due to lack of trying, something which Myer is aware of and has learnt to accept, even though they have also been quoted to be in love with Luella. Her lack of ability to love something has always been an emotional blockade in her life, causing elevated stress through the majority of her life decisions. It has been hinted that the data her parents received has relevance to this.

Their father refuses to comment about Luella, though it is noteworthy that they refused to say her first name alongside ‘Reeves’.

The Sides of the Road

I’ve started a new game to play in the mornings when I’m driving to College.

You see, where I live, it isn’t particularly pretty, though there is a small pleasure in this which I have been able to form.

Every morning from now on, I look at all the litter on the sides of my road. Granted, the majority of this for me is fag butts and crisp packets, though perhaps that might give me an advantage over you should you ever try to do this. By the way, litter could even be a sofa that someone has thrown onto the side of the road and dumped, or even what you can see surrounding someone’s bins.

You then have to picture an empty house. Entirely empty, mind, besides walls and floors and, depending if you’re picturing an apartment or an actual house, stairs. You now have to fill your house with the litter that you find. Yup.

I always typically find a tyre somewhere, which I am able to position on the wall as a sort of swing, representative of a chair. Perhaps I find enough pizza boxes to make a table out of them. Maybe I decide to use all of the cigarettes that I find to make an outline for a  path leading up to the house. It’s one of the weirdest things I’ve ever done, this game, but part of me loves it. I’m not sure why.

People don’t count as litter, though. You can’t throw any person you find inside of your house. Believe me, I know.

Eventually, you will probably end up having one of the most amazing houses that you could be aware of, completely recycled. Maybe it will inspire you to make things out of your own rubbish, like those weird craft videos on Facebook which use the weirdest, most irrelevant things to make other things which are supposed to be useful. Yes! Those ones!

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Handcrafted Dreams

I hope this becomes a thing some day.

Handcrafted Dreams would essentially be some kind of website or store which you can go to, and they will make you have a certain dream. This could be the same dream over and over, so say for instance there was a dream which you loved so much that you wish it was recurring, then they’d give you something to allow for this to happen. It could also stop certain types of dreams from occurring, such as nightmares or anything related to certain topics. You could even pay them to forge your own reality within your dream, literally write a story to become your dream. Naturally, they’d stop people from making horrifying dreams etc, else the business would turn bad with pranksters and bullies.

I’d like to write nice dreams for people,  whether they’re ones that I’ve had, or nice things that I’ve come up with. Maybe show people interesting concepts. Perhaps even make games inside of dreams, which would beat virtual reality since they have full control and the person is in no way limited to the dream, they can do what they like within it.

I like to think that it would start to become a way of sending messages to people. Say, for example, for someone’s birthday you gave them a little dream bottle of some kind, and it makes them dream of a happy memory they once had with you, and at the end of it the dream tells them ‘Happy Birthday’. Perhaps someone is feeling down, so you do pass over a happy dream to them. Perhaps someone needs to revise, so they put all of their notes into a dream so that they can revise from in there.

It would create a new form of media for the world, instead of books or movies, you could add dreams onto that list. Picture walking down the aisles of a shop, with thousands of tiny bottles all labelled with different kinds of dreams. Even being able to walk around a shop like that and glance at every label would inspire anyone. To prevent everyone from constantly being asleep, though, there should be a way of making the time within the dream last longer than time in real life. Not only would this allow for people to dream more, but it lets people live an even longer life in their dreams along as whilst awake.

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: : Ruby ❤ : :

Myer “Frames” Richards

Name: Myer “Frames” Richards

Age: 23

Gender: Male

Relationship Status: Single

Blood Type: B-

Height: 6’1″

Hair Colour: Grey

Eye Colour: Grey

Skin Colour: Grey

Primary Hand: Right

Occupation: Unemployed

Likes: Electro-Swing, Tom Rosenthal, T3RA, Dystopian Novels, Caffeine

Dislikes: Foxes, Confrontation, Things with fluent motion (Water etc.)

Medical Notes: **ERROR**

After Frames was left abandoned by their parents, they had no one to be rebellious to other than themselves and so decided to do everything bad. After spending the majority of their teens drugged up and living on the streets, they made a deal they will forever regret. This deal has caused them to have the same effective of losing frames between movements. They always seem almost frozen, though will jump to a later “frame” should they be moving. This does not affect their speech, though their mouth does not move when talking. Due to them not being completely frozen, they are still able to move items

As a side effect of the illegal B-Type 2187 drug they have taken, their entire body is in black and white. Since this drug was in limited quantity, it was taken down easily and is yet to be recreated.

They created T3RA, their own custom robot dog, so that they could have a pet which they could easily stroke, given that they can not move their hand in a stroking fashion.  T3RA is able to calculate where Frames’ hand is going to be after each skip so that they can be stroked properly. T3RA also helps him to eat, given that he is incapable of lifting food and delivering it to his mouth easily.

Frames is currently living with Luella Reeves due to a promise she made to him back in High School, with her OCD allowing for that promise to still carry out. Frames sometimes fills in for Luella at her job, where she owns a pet store below her apartment, though most customers are not pleased with Frames appearance, along with his attitude to their reactions towards him.

Don’t go…

 

“… and after that, I was back on the road. It was pissing it down with rain, you couldn’t see further than two spaces in front of you from the darkness as it was, so having water splash across your windscreen doesn’t exactly please you. That was when it happened, the car slid off to the side of the road. No-one else knew what was happening. I saw the light, for God’s sake.” I pause, looking at Taylor.

“You… You thought you were going to die?” Taylor replies, their eyes glaring motionless back into mine, allowing for me to clearly see a still reflection of myself.

“Oh, Lord no! The light was from the gas station, we were just running low.”

Badum tish.