The day will come when...

So thus is my prophecy:


Google, Wal-Mart, McDonald's, Disney, Coca-Cola, Apple and Microsoft will be taking over the world. 


Observed: 
- Clothing, Food, Shelter: Wal-Mart has everything for your home, family, pets... and everything else, at the lowest legal price. It adapts to any fad, makes higher profits in a recession and is the 26th largest economy in the world. Not to mention it has price-matching making it truly unbeatable. McDonald's provides ready-made and quickly served food for billions across the globe for the lowest legal price. It adapts to any fad, and if it decided to become a country, would be just richer than Latvia and a couple hundred others. Wal-Mart and McDonald's have now also teamed up to make family movies.
- Coercion: I'm talking brand power. Coca-Cola was the first truly global company and has reached over 200 countries. It is probably the biggest pop (ha, see what I did there?) icon, ever.
- Social Stability: Disney has formed the typecast for morality, appearance and social conduct. It starts its process of influence as early as birth and reaches billions of viewers.
- Play and Efficiency: Apple creates aesthetically remarkable gadgets and devices with great portability that are fantastic for applications and graphics purposes. Microsoft creates functional and easy to use devices good for everything else (computations, gaming, programming, user-friendly interfaces, etc.). 
- Communications: Google is no longer just the largest search engine. It is a massive, all-knowing, communications/productivity engine. Example: Timmy is reminded via Gmail that he put an assignment on his Google Calendar for a research paper he has due on Bengal Tigers. Timmy then goes to the Google search engine and looks up information such as pictures (by color, size and relativity), news articles (by date, location and publication company) videos, websites, archives and much, much more. Thanks to his browser's (Google Chrome) high speed, immediate updates and great extensions (such as pop-blockers, dictionary look-up, screen shot and "turn off the lights") his research goes swimmingly. He even came across a website in Swahili- but no worries, Google asked Timmy if he wanted the page to be translated into English. After acquiring every bit of information he could possibly have, Timmy went to his Google Documents and wrote his paper, along with making a table of data in his Google Spreadsheet and then put together a presentation. He was feeling a little hungry, so he went to Google Maps to look up the nearest Chinese restaurant near him, and was given a few locations, their directions and contact information, a street view of what they look like and an estimation on the time it'll take to get there. He chose one and called it via his email using his "Call Phone" to see what their special was. After his lunch break, Timmy got back to work. Knowing his work was perfectly saved after every change he made and was perfectly spelled because of the Google Chrome ubiquitous spell checker, Timmy shared his presentation with every one of his teachers via their email, allowing them to leave comments on the presentation itself. While waiting for his teachers to notice their inbox, Timmy browsed Google for a good book on Bengal Tigers, for he had acquired quite the interest for them during all this. He didn't have to spend long on Google Books to find one that appealed to him. Worried that the price might be too high on Amazon, he went to Google Product Search to compare every online price of the book he wanted. After his purchase, he received a ringing from Google Plus that indicated a teacher of his wanted to video chat with him. With no interruptions, Timmy's teacher said she loved the presentation so much she wanted him to make a video of him presenting it. He gladly did and uploaded it to his presentation. His teacher was thrilled, and made one-click movements to share it with her teacher buddies on Facebook and Twitter. Timmy was very proud, and blogged about it on his easy-to-use Google Blogger account. His teacher also posted it on her channel on Youtube, but Timmy didn't have a channel, so he couldn't like his own video. But lo, Google told him he could sign in to Youtube with his Gmail account, so he could like his video, have his viewing history tracked, have videos suggested to him and an archive of the videos he's liked. Oh yeah, and because Timmy got such a good grade, his mother bought him a Google Chromebook that let him play his Angry Birds Chrome application (among all his other Chrome applications) and surf the internet at unbeatable speeds with no worries about viruses. 


Prophesied:
A monopoly will form where...
- Wal-Mart provides every person with every necessity of the daily life, including Apple, Microsoft, Disney and Coca-Cola products. All also available online through your Google Chrome browser. In case you get hungry shopping, enjoy some fast-food from the built-in McDonald's.
- McDonald's feeds the world and serves Coca-Cola beverages while putting Disney princesses in children's Happy Meals.
- Disney creates a movie for every ethnicity and origin, that can be watched online in segments via Google Videos, on a page that's translated for you to be able to navigate.
- Coca-Cola advertises non-sequitur appealing to billions of people, urging them to quench their thirst, watch the newest Disney movie they're promoting, buy their memorabilia at Wal-Mart and visit them online to join their organizations now. There's no faster way to get there than via Google Chrome.
- Apple will provide the world with mesmerizing pass times and easy, portable communication- and one-touch access to your Google App that allows you to find the nearest McDonald's or Wal-Mart. Once at Wal-Mart, you can buy the all-functional Microsoft PC with Windows 7, allowing you to efficiently complete any and all work while gaming with the rest of the world.
- Google will allow incredibly easy and remarkably quick access to any information on and communication with all of the above. 


Wait a minute, I said "prophecy", right? Which means sometime in the future, correct? 
But, isn't all of this apparent now?
When I say, "The day may come when...", I'm depicting things that already exist.
The day these industries have taken over our lives is today. To be honest, I'm really quite comfortable with it.

Please, oh, please...

I've taken the ACT, the SAT I and the ACT Plus Writing. I will be taking the SAT II Subject Test of Literature at the beginning of November. I will also be taking my hair out, for my nerves will have exploded by then.

I'm failing AP Chemistry. I know that much. The rest I have only a general idea of. I haven't checked for fear of it being even worse than I think. Besides, seeing it only ruins my day rather than motivating me to fix it. I get overwhelmed so easily, that knowing exactly how bad it is only makes it worse. It was the same when I was little; when I got a cut on my finger or a gash in my foot, I simply couldn't look at it if I was to avoid a fit of panic.  The same goes for grades.


To be honest, I've already had a paroxysm of hysteria. A few, actually. And that's without checking percentages- or even letters. My body is in so much physical pain from the turmoil and tumult in my mind. I can sit for less than a minute in the same position and then have my entire back crack when I move even slightly. My muscles have never been tied into such complex knots. Nor have the strings of thought that I play my chords off of. Everything is one, giant, bloody mess.


You know, my brother, a convicted felon, got re-accepted into Yale. I just want to get into a good four-year. Please, please just let me have this.

I took the ACT my junior year. The other three are all within weeks of each other. Granted, I'm no starving child in the underbellies of the world, but, please: I, too, want things to work out for me.

Inspiration

You ever get that feeling where you're truly inspired by something but... you're not sure how?


My mom works for a care facility and a patient there asked her to read some of his writings from after he had had a stroke. She brought the notebook home. English being my mother's second language and the writing itself being barely legible, she asked me to read it to her. It had some bits of odd dreams, but mostly the passages were recollections of a cowboy life. I know nothing about that sort of life and have never been interested, but somehow that writing captivated me. My mom told me this man is quite sharp- reads a lot. After finishing, she acquired a new blank notebook from my excess of school supplies to give to him. I asked her if I could write something to put in his new notebook for him to read.


As I sat down to a piece of paper, my thought process immediately geared itself to its default: poetry. There were no restrictions. There were no distractions. The materials were there. The internet was available to help me find rhymes and synonyms. A man, a writer, depicted pieces of his life and mentality after having a stroke and I had the privilege of being exposed to it. I was very inspired. Minutes passed and nothing magically appeared on my paper. 


I felt the surge of rhythm, I felt the blossoming of phrases, I felt the passion of writing- my lines stayed blank. 


How could it be? I felt the same tingling in my chest and rush of blood to my head, which I call the feeling of inspiration, yet I was having the hardest time figuring out how I was inspired. 


I've come to a conclusion. Some inspiration is simply meant to be felt. Not every feeling of surging rhythm or blossoming phrases must be depicted. When the words are naturally accompanied with the feeling, that's inspired writing. When the feeling comes stripped naked of formal language, that's inspiration by itself.