Papers with Chrissa and nostalgy for my dad
Chrissa is writing a paper on Astrophysics, which is right up my alley.
I’ve studied and researched so many books about space, the universe, galaxies— I really hope I can be helpful to her, I don’t want her overstressing herself over a research paper.
We were helped by a pretty fun tool at http://helpfulpapers.com/. Chrissa had a memorable laugh when we used it the first time!
The thesis generator was truly super helpful: with only a few broad topics and sentences, it generated a thesis statement for us to get started with. More than one, actually.
The experience was a positive one, so I’ll be suggesting the tool to Fulmine Petti (Robocity) for his business of helping others with papers. I think this could really boost his productivity and allow him to help even MORE people than he does now. What a time saver!
This is a first attempt Chrissa and I made using the generator:

That’s how powerful it can be.
And of course, anything that reads ‘weird’ is just because of me and Chrissa, not the site’s fault.
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Just to switch subjects, now— uhm… I have to stop an heave a nostalgic sigh for my late father. His funeral was February 27th and my heart is still wounded from his loss. I know he’s in a far better place and it’s selfish of me to want him here with me just because I’m lonely without him, but I can’t help myself. I’m living in the happy memories of my father now; celebrating his life, not mourning his death. He wouldn’t want me to focus on his passing, because in so doing, I’ll be forgetting his LIFE— and isn’t that what matters in the end? Life is ALL that matters; everything else is nonsense. Death is just the next great adventure, and I hope to meet up again with my father when I take on my next great adventure.
I know that might sound silly of me to say, but it’s just the way I feel.
It was one afternoon when her school assignment was to write up a review of a book she had chosen and read for the course work. Chrissa had picked a book on Astronomy and the history of its progression and advancements throughout the ages. When she was finished with the book and no longer required it to write the review, she allowed me to borrow it to read for myself. So interesting!
Plus, I would totally LOVE to publish for the Robocity Library!!
The name is Buzz Lightyear, and I've recently acquired the last name of Prime from my adoptive family. I'm neither a human being, nor an alien, but I'm a closest thing to a robot: I'm a toy. Thus, the blog you're going to read was written by a toy, one that is willing to share his own feelings with whomever cares to read. And, of course, with my beloved 'adoptive' family.



