Giftedness. Stuff.

So I made a bet with my friend. He said that I'll have 50 something cats and will be a blog addict who posts on tumblr 25 times a day by the end of the year. What a jerk. I think he's crazy. I'm a dog person. Who likes cats? I'm writing in fragments. I sound like Batman talking in between breaths. (You'll never do it(breath) I'll stop you (breath)) So anyway I'm supposed to be gifted and that apparently is a lot worse than it sounds. On the up side I can do a lot of things easily, and I never lose arguments. Unless they're about baseball. I hate baseball. On the down side, I often have to worry whether or not to tell a joke because people might not even be able to get it. And, there's a lot of pressure on me to do better than everyone else. And we're set to higher standards by our teachers and parents. If we mess anything up the first thing they tell us is they're dissapointed in us and that gifted children should know better. And a lot of people assume that gifted people are better than everyone else and are small scrawny nerds. Both parts of that is a myth, we aren't good at everything, and I can benchpress x.  X being a large number. For one repetition. Come on, I'm 13. Another annoying myth about giftedness is that we are good at one particular subject. Giftedness can apply to sports, music, art, science, math or even writing. I'm modest enough to say that I'm probably not good at all of those. Most of them. Some of the truths about giftedness include that some things come easier to us, and that we think differently than the norm. I don't know. Here you can learn more. Well this epic post in the tale of Abhishek is now over. Goodbye reader(s), until next time.