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At this very moment, somewhere in the universe a 16 year old student has just been reminded of the blog he must write thanks to a caring friend of his named Chow. Amidst writing said blog, the student is now becoming aware of the massive amount of homework that he has been given over this so-called "break". The student is now panicking due to the realization that with over a hundred calculus problems, 150 chemistry problems, and an interesting, but long novel to read, this break may be more stressful than school, especially with a planned vacation. He is now trying to come up with a Barrett-esque trope to perfectly portray the situation. The only thing he is able to come up with is that this break is similar to meal time in prison. Yes, you get a little freedom, but you have a lot of other things to worry about as well. For the student that means a lot of work; for the prisoner that means enemies. Yeah, that wasn't as smooth as he would have like. He's now currently making a mental note that says leave the analogies to Barrett. The student is now very happy because he has discovered that he is now above the minimum amount of words. So, with a somewhat coherent blog written, he decides to conclude this blog.

Choices

Somewhere in the universe, a studious youngster is reminded of a blog post that he must do if he does not want his grade dropping much lower. After much studying he decides he can either write about how he is too busy visiting colleges to worry about this, about how this 'homework' ruins his spring break, or about the universe itself and its ever expanding quality; he chooses the latter.

At this very moment, somewhere in the universe: The universe is expanding at some stupid rate of speed and needs to slow down; everything is getting too far apart. So, logically, (if one believes in the Big Bang Theory) everything that we have ever known started as one seed. This seed was the first star in the universe capable of producing carbon (the element essential to life as we know it). When the large seed star supernova'd it got dispersed every which way and because the universe has been expanding these seed parts are just so far away. It is almost illogical to assume that earth has been the only seed to have sprouted; somewhere else in the universe, a carbon atom has been struck by cosmic rays and collected hydrogen and iron and other things have happened that are more complex than my small brain wants to comprehend-creation of a new Earth.

At this very moment, somewhere in the galaxy: someone doesn't want to believe that an identical Earth exists because of a primeval seed. This person should think about how the universe is expanding constantly, and some think at an exponential rate, and that the universe started as one speck. The universe has almost expanded to infinite its original size. Without a solid reference point it is safe to say the universe is expanding at an infinite speed at this point, stars get formed with the simple interaction of atoms, so new starts are created at an infinite rate, each star with, feasibly, a new solar system. The odds are not conducive of, but are definitely not against there being an identical earth being at an identical phase of carbon based life, with identical countries and languages; it COULD happen, somewhere in the infinite area of the universe. The human brain cannot comprehend a billion of anything, let alone infinite; its aggravating how we are not designed for stellar greatness.

At this very moment, somewhere in the galaxy: an identical Ryan could be writing a blog, complaining about having to write a blog over spring break.

Cruel fate.

Currently, at some random point in the universe, someone, somewhere is having a panic attack about not being able to do their blog. This same someone has probably been stuck in a traffic jam for the entirety of five and a half hours, making the drive that would regularly be a three and a half hour drive a NINE hour drive. Probability states that this point in the universe rhymes with "count Vernon."
Ironically, beyond that, this person could have also been relying on an iPhone that is at nine-percent battery life to do the job of publishing said blog post in an area were Virizon has NO SERVICE. This poor soul has spent the majority of his (or her!) time contemplating a method to publish his (or her!) blog post under the given deadline. As the clock runs down on the iPhones battery life, the victim begins to panic and write random filler words to meet the deadline of 150 words refrigerator toaster et cetera. The author decides after losing almost all battery life to cut the story short an guess what it was me. I got service.

At this moment....

At this moment someone in the universe is sleeping someone in the universe is studying and others driving in a car for college visits. With the vast universe that we are a part of what isn't happening right now at this moment? As I am on my way in the car to purdue there are others just like me doing the same thing. There are those who are right now who are redesigning the car that I am in right now as well as people buying and making the music on the radio. I'm sure there are even those in my chemistry class who are doin the fifteen packets worth of homework we have due a week after the break. When you think about all the things that are going on at this moment in the universe from stars being formerly and destroyed what your classmates are doing right now it is truly amazing how small a part of this world we are. Some are waking up while others are just going to sleep some are just being born while others are leaving this earth. At this moment there are many who are in the same exact situation that I am right now, wringing on my phone to get a blog in onetime for English.

Someone is writing a blog post

At this very moment, somewhere in the universe someone just had an epiphany that they have an important task to fulfill tonight: a blog post. This blog has been up for two weeks now. At this
very moment, somewhere in the universe someone was just reminded of this task
by someone else. This assignment could end up being a difference of a letter
grade. A difference of a late pass. Does one wish to waste a late pass on this
very simple task? Some may choose to do so. This is their break, and they will
not let some silly little blog get in the way of a date or a night out with friends.
At this very moment, somewhere in the universe is brainstorming on what else to
include in their blog, rattling their brain while someone is rummaging through
bags and talking to them, distracting them from their thought process.

I RAGED AT THIS BLOG SO HARD!!!

At this very moment, somewhere in the universe a teenage boy just raged incredibly hard at the fact that the insanely depressing blogpost that he had written in microsoft word so that he could make sure he knew the amount of words he had used was unable to be copied and pasted into blogger. Having wasted an hour constructing the most depressing story ever in hopes that everyone who read it would feel bad about posting their blogs about how awful it is that they have to do work over their spring break, the boy decides that rather than trying to redo the depressing blog he is simply going to write about how awful it is to be him right now. And everyone who reads this post will again become angry at the trivial problems that people have been posting about until someone finally can't take it anymore and decides to go out on a killing rampage. And the blood that is shed in said rampage is on my hands. And to make things worse, this post probably isn't 150 words so the boy will get points counted off on the assignment even though he put far more effort into the blog than he probably should have. So finally the boy can't take it anymore and he rages harder than ever before and starts yelling and screaming and posts the awful blog as is and comences to punch a giant hole in the wall which his parents will get angry at him for.

Give me a break

Somewhere in our universe, right now, a teenager's spring break is being suffocated. Suffocated by work, by college visits, by the necessity for sleep. It just so happens that it's going on here on Earth, right in the humble city of Lexington, Kentucky. And the teenager's decidedly pissed about it. He asserts that when teachers assign work during what was meant to be time off of school, it removes much of the potential for fun and nullifies the meaning of the word "break." This effect is especially amplified when the assigned material (150 Calculus questions, 150 Chemistry questions, and a 300-or-so page novel) trumps the average amount of work given to the teenager during the rest of the year. His "vacation" is strangled even further due to his previous plans to visit some colleges over the break. At this point, he wishes he didn't care so much about grades or college or life. But at least he just got one assignment done.