Because no one said anything....

... This post has nothing to do with anything I said in the previous post (and I do realize that Rosie said I should post about my 6th year, but, come on, who would want to listen to that).So...... What should I make this post about... something that will make you laugh... cry... and think about life hard... really hard... I got it!

Why I like Super heros!

I was thinking about this a little today (well actually I was thinking about someone that lead me to that point, but that, and she will remain out of this story), I used to think that the reason I was so obsessed with super heros was because they were cool, bouncing, swinging and flying around saving people, but then I realized that, the real reason I like super heros was because... well, I am one. Now before you start thinking I'm insane let me explain. What defines a Super hero? well superpowers of course, but then what about Batman, Iron man, The Punnisher and all those other people who don't have any powers. No, what makes a super hero is mostly these 3 things, a secret identity, a mask, and the saving of innocent people. "But you don't have or do any of those things Ben" is what I told myself until I though, I do wear a mask, I wear it every day, and beneath that mask is a secret identity that is rarely seen, what is my mask you might say... This, ladies and gentleman is my mask, this charade I call humor, this name "the Clown, the Class Clown" is my super hero identity. Why do I do it? why do I go around wearing a clown mask telling jokes all day? well for you of course. In the words of Spider-man "This is my gift, this is my curse" the gift to go around all day, making people happy at the cost of my own health, my own happiness, my own "secret identity". The fact is there are two people, two "me's" Ben (or Benny Boy) and The Clown, The Benny Boy you think you know isn't who you think it is at all, Benny Boy is almost gone and only comes out when all is darkest and depression sets in, Benny Boy is a side affect of The Clown, my other personality, the person that deep down is really just a lonely person who just wants to give up, to quit and let someone else take the name "Clown", the person that gets angry at someone he’s never met for doing something that is none of his business (And here I promised to leaver her out of this, oh well). I have become my mask, I have become "The Clown" and all that’s left of my secret identity is almost gone. This my audience and fellow victims of unwanted powers is how I am a super hero, this is who I am, and I, and shall forever remain... THE CLASS CLOWN, BRIGHTENER OF YOUR DAY. And that is my "super power"

P.S. your probably really confused right now........... so am I.........


Thought of the day: As I stated above this post is to make you think.... so think people, who are you, and what makes you a hero.... ok ok, fine.....
The real Thought of the Day: if your hit by a train just lay down and don’t move.... it will go away in time.