Memory

Memory is a funny thing. In my opinion, and you can disagree with me here, we are our memory. We wouldn’t be without it, just a blank canvas. I’m going to leave that aspect of memory aside, though, as it is a highly debatable topic, and deserves more than just a paragraph. I may return to it in another post.

What I want to talk about is what we remember. I’m talking about actual memories, here, not memorizing formulas or something– just for clarification. What senses do we use in our memories? Personally, my memories usually contain sound, touch, and a slight sense of smell. My sight is almost always cloudy, like my eyes are only half-open. It’s harder for me to remember specific things than it is to remember the big picture. I assume that’s how it is for most people, but I really have no idea. Some people are really good at specific things, like birthdays, but not I.

I only really have two full-awareness memories (at least ones that I can remember, anyways, teehee). The first is of the first time I ever went to Disney World, standing outside the gates of the park, waiting for it to open. When the gates opened, I had this feeling of pure joy. I remember it perfectly.

The second memory is my worst memory. I won’t go into detail here, because I don’t want the entire internet knowing this story, but basically it was the day after my grandpa died. I remember most of that entire day, from 5 o’clock AM to 11 o’clock at night. It was terrible.

There are also certain things that I think I remember, but don’t really. For example, there’s this picture of me as a baby, sitting in the grass, with this hilarious look on my face. My mom has told me all about how that was my first time in grass, and how much I hated it, so I think I remember it. Obviously, I don’t, because I wasn’t even a year old.

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Rant on Movie Reviews

Movie commercials always have reviews on the bottom of the screen, something like “The New York Times calls this the best movie of the year!” I don’t know about you, but when I see something like that the little voice in my head goes “DING DING DING! Good movie alert!” But when I see the actual movie, I speculate whether or not the movie people changed the review around in their favor.

Like, what if the New York Times actually said “If you like bad acting and terrible special effects, then this is the best movie of the year!” but the movie people switched it around in their favor. Or maybe they said “Only a lunatic would call this a great movie!”

Sometimes, they don’t even say who the reviewer is! They’re just like “Critics Rave: Best romance of the decade!” Okay… but who’s the critic? Is it the Washington Post, or your aging mother? Unless the director’s aging mother is the movie reviewer for the Washington Post, in which case the review would be completely biased.

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