A Life in Space

I’ve always felt myself to be a little different from other people. Whether that difference was a good or a bad thing was the question I’d always wanted to answer. Perhaps I’m crazy, perhaps the world is crazy, but the fact of the matter is that I don’t see the world the way most people do. I guess I’m still living like that ten-year-old kid who loves Star Wars and reads high school text books for fun. I like it that way. It hasn’t stopped me from finding a girl, and it hasn’t stopped me from enjoying life, so why should I stop?

The conclusion I reached is rather obvious: I shouldn’t. Now, don’t get me wrong, I’m not the most “nerdy” person in the world; I’m not the smartest, the most studious, or event he weirdest. I don’t have the least active social life or the largest collection of science-fiction memorabilia. Perhaps that’s why I’m comfortable with the way I am: I haven’t gone to any extremes.

This doesn’t change the fact that I’m crazy enough to think my life is interesting enough to be read about. You see, I don’t perceive life the way most people do. It’s difficult to explain.

Let’s say we have a boy. We’ll call him Johnny. Johnny goes to school. Johnny says hello to his friends. Johnny avoids saying hello to his teacher. Johnny tries to stay awake in class. Johnny eats lunch. Johnny... you get the picture. That’s Johnny’s life. However, if I were in Johnny’s place, I wouldn’t be the same.

It’s Monday morning and it’s time for me to go to school. You see, I attend classes at the Intergalactic Military School on planet Zircon. I’m currently studying to become an admiral in the StarNavy of the Zirconian Republic; a major military power in the Andromeda Galaxy whose capital planet is, you guessed it, my home planet of Zircon. My teachers? Well, I have a seasoned veteran who served as an astrophysicist in the 8th Intergalactic War of Freedom as my AP Physics J teacher, a young politican who moved from Sheelite at a young age as my Zirconian History teacher, a brilliant author who composed the famous treatise: “On the Nature of Awesome” as my English teacher, and a celebrated mathematician who was given the Medal of MathAwesome in the year 1337 P.G. (Post-Grandmaster) for his study of space chess, the official sport of Zircon; he’s my anticalculus teacher. All in all, it’s a pretty exciting life, except for one small detail: it only exists inside my head.

Perhaps the fact that I recognize my fantasies are not true means I’m not insane; I’d certainly like to believe that. What I do know is that I’m happy, I have friends, including one very special girl. I’ll tell you about her next time, because right now I have to go finish some astrophysics for school tomorrow.