I watched a rather strange video on the feed, and I think I can say that I wasn't a fan. It was simply too odd for me to really enjoy. I can't pin down anything specific, but here's the video:
It is just an odd little video of two different nonsense poems. They are tiny little stories that don't say much, and have no moral. This is to be expected from a nonsense poem I suppose.
This pretty much describes how I feel in leadership positions. People keep coming up to me with questions, so I have to pretend like I have some kind of idea what I'm doing.
As the title says, I am an aspiring rocket scientist. More precisely, I am Aerospace Engineering student. And that little descriptor about sums up my favorite things. I am in my final semester of college and absolutely cannot wait to graduate. I am more than ready to get into the work force and start building the future. To prepare for this future, I have done a lot of stuff in my college career. This includes, but is not limited to, building rockets, robots, and cleaning up asbestos. Don't worry, I'll explain more in a minute. Starting from the easiest thing on that list; robots. I am the vice-president of the Sooner Competitive Robotics here at OU. This means I get to be a technical adviser for each of the robotics teams and make that they have everything they need to succeed. I also get to help them when they mess up their robots, and cant get them to work right. Robots are great, but coding really kind of sucks, which is why I prefer to stick with my rockets an
In days long past, there was a great and prosperous kingdom suddenly ravaged by drought and hardship. The once green fields had turned brown, and beasts prowled the countryside. Farmers fled from their herds, leaving for the safety of the keeps. For the beasts, oxen were tough to hunt, as they banded together in large groups for protection. A lone beast watched the largest herd and had a great idea, he would have the oxen voluntarily come with him alone. "Friends!" Exclaimed the beast as he boldly approached the herd. "Why are you staying here where the grass has died? There lies a lush meadow on the far side of the forest." "Come no further beast. We know of your kinds hunger." Proclaimed the largest of the bulls. "And why would we go through that forest; it holds the den of your brothers." "I have no hunger for oxen, your meat is too tough. I think only of your well being. As for my brothers, I know a path upon which they wont
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