Friday, 4 June 2010

My highly evolved brain

I was sat in the garden earlier with my mum and my sister, and my sister said how no one ever bothers listening to me cos all they hear is blah, blah, blah.

You know what. She's just jealous cos I got such a better brain than her. Not that she's stupid. She just doesn't think like I do and I think it pisses her off cos she's older than me so she's supposed to have all the 'oh my god' epiphany moments.

I think my brain is like...a mutation or something. Like...I have all these ideas that seem fucking stupidly simple to me and yet no one else seems to get it.

Or like I'll be explaining something and no one will understand what I'm saying they'll just ask what the fuck I'm on about.

I feel kinda sorry for them.

Like people say oh I wish I had a magic power or if you had a magic power what would it be and all that. Well I have one. It's not a magic power as such it's just my BRAIN. Cos I think so differently to everyone else.

I drew a picture the other day that represents my head so to speak. In the centre is a black figure, and coming out one side of its neck is a blue head that's sad and crying and on the other side of its neck is a red head that's all rah and angry.

Maybe that's why they put me in the programme, they want my brain. That's not very fair if you ask me.

Don't get me wrong, I'm not saying I have a better brain than anyone else, I'm simply saying that mine's different, that's all.

I sometimes think that my brain isn't a human brain.

I wish I could get scans of it or something. I'd love to see it. I feel kind of rude calling my brain it. After all, my brain is what makes me, me. Maybe I should give it a name. Hmm.

Well, when I'm having my on/off moments with the little girl in my head, I have a tendancy to call her Nancy. I think I'll name my brain after her, I'm sure she'll be pleased.

Although, it would mean I'd have to specify whether I was talking about Nancy (the brain) or Nancy (the little girl).

Okay, Here's how it works. Nancy as in the little girl will be Nancy. Nancy as in the brain will be NaNcY.

There. Simples.

I feel kind of sorry for Nancy. She gets abused. She's only little, no little girl should be abused. Little girls are supposed to be looked after and stuff.

She's a bit strange though. Not that I'm one to talk, haha.

She has some unusual ideas. But then, so does NaNcY so I guess they make a good pair.

can't think of anything else to say really

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