Today was one of those days when absolutely nothing exciting seemed to happen. So naturally, I ended up talking about a bunch of random things.
First, I recorded my second episode with Leo, the AI. We discussed some pretty ridiculous moral experiments, including one where every time you press a button, you get one dollar, but someone somewhere gets a paper cut on their finger. The question was: how many times would you press it? It was an interesting experiment, although the questions were probably a little dumb. But that’s kind of the point.
Other than that, my day was pretty boring. I woke up, brushed my teeth, went to school, and did the usual things. One thing I actually find interesting at school is math. But here’s the problem: math isn’t exactly my favorite subject. I mean, I can do math, and sometimes I really enjoy it, but I don’t love, love it. My teacher probably thinks I’m completely obsessed with math. I’m not. However, I do like my math teacher. He’s serious, and that’s actually a good thing.
I absolutely cannot stand those teachers who praise you for literally everything. You behave well? Great job! You behave terribly? Great job! You do something completely ridiculous? AMAZING JOB! At that point, why even bother behaving? You might as well throw your desk into the air and get an A+. And honestly, that pretty much describes my fifth-grade public school’s classroom last year.
People were flying paper airplanes, throwing books, betting on sports with Xbox gift cards, talking about completely random things, and writing curse words on desks with permanent markers. Yes, permanent markers. On desks. And then there was the chair incident. Our school was getting new chairs, so some of our old ones were being sent to another school. We were allowed to sign them before they left. Sounds like a nice idea, right? Well, nobody actually signed them normally.
Some people wrote entire paragraphs. Someone started copying something called The Rings of the Lords—not The Lord of the Rings, but The Rings of the Lords. Other people wrote curse words or completely random phrases like “the asparagus apocalypse.” Apparently, that was supposed to be a bad word. I have absolutely no idea why. I remember one kid who managed to write about 29 bad words on his chair. The funniest part was that he probably didn’t even know what half of them meant. Some of the words were so strange that I wasn’t even sure whether they were actual insults or just random names. Anyway, that was fifth grade.
Back to today. I think I’m still experiencing what I call a gaming crash-out. Basically, when you stop playing video games, normal life suddenly feels boring. Even though you probably weren’t doing anything particularly productive while gaming, it somehow made your day feel more exciting. And right now, I’m definitely feeling that.
There’s also something else I’ve noticed lately: I look and feel really tired. School has been exhausting. There’s always more work to finish, more things to think about, and more responsibilities waiting for you. It’s not like I had a terrible day. It was actually pretty decent. Just boring. And tiring.
But I guess not every day needs to be some incredible adventure. Sometimes you just go to school, think about flying desks, remember a chair covered in 29 bad words, question your relationship with math, and wonder why life feels so boring without video games. And apparently, that’s enough material for an entire podcast.
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