So, it is in fact Easter weekend and I get to spend it studying...kinda. Well, I'm mostly studying. My roommates and I started talking of Easters past. That made me think of that one Easter I woke up insanely early (the sun wasn't even up), and I saw a basket on the floor and for some reason a pile of raisins. I sleepily thought to myself, 'why didn't he just put it in the basket?'. Anyway, I went back to sleep. When I woke up I was better able to inspect the pile on the floor...
It was rabbit shit.
That fucking bunny took a dump on my floor. Now, that was pretty hilarious when I was a kid, but now I sit and think... My parents, at least my dad, was dedicated enough to go outside, walk around the lawn and gather whatever rabbit excrement he could find and probably put it in a basket because it was fitting and pile it on my floor. The whole reason they got after me to clean my room was so they could put shit on my floor.
I was talking to them on the phone today and mentioned it. Mom said, "See how much we love you? To be that dedicated!" to which I responded. "You put shit on my floor!" she went on to say, "Well we put Santa boot prints on Jonathan's floor when he was little."
"...he got boot prints, and I got shit? Thanks guys."
Oh well, makes for a pretty good story. I still can't believe they went outside and collected shit. Anyway, I'm finished classes and only have two exams. I'm pretty excited about that. It's just over a week until my brother comes to help me make the trip back home. What really sucks though is the actual trip. Fourteen hours on a bus then about five or six hours on a ferry. The ferry I don't mind of course because I can walk around and go to the bathroom whenever I want. Not when I need to, just when I want. I probably went through this before. Anyway, the company makes it a little easier, even though we pretty much sleep the whole time.
But, I'm pretty excited to get home. I'm sure most people would. Dad was talking about getting a couple of full year passes to the wildlife park so we could go walking there everyday. Which is pretty neat cause I love that place! Especially since they have wolves there now, and don't get me started on the miniature goats. He also promised to take me to the beach more often. I know, I sound like a little kid, but I don't have my license...or friends :P. But me and dad have a great time when we go on our little adventures. We talk about the ruins and what that place must have looked like when the English landed to lay siege on the French fort. Then we go to the other beach and look for bones. It's really pretty epic. Not sure if I mentioned it before but we found a skull and a spine last year. Not human...I should probably make that clear. I think it belonged to a seal.
Anyway, I'm hoping my brother will join us more this year. I have fun holding his head underwater. It doesn't last long however, because he just stands up and I fall to the briny deep. Good times are had by all.
Well, I should be studying...well that and madtv is on. I have no life. Laters!
Saturday, April 11, 2009
Tuesday, March 17, 2009
It's a beatiful sunny day outside, so naturally I'm on the computer
I'm on the couch, doing this, because I have told myself that I am bored. I really shouldn't be because there is actually a lot I have to do. Like, finish a paper, start another one, and study. In fact the paper shouldn't even be that hard to do, mainly because the topic has to do with ancient Egypt. I've always loved ancient Egypt and read about it, perhaps so far as to study it on my summer vacation. It's kinda lame, but when I see pictures of ruins or tombs and the like, I tear up a little. I don't know if it's because I think they're beautiful in their own way or if it's because I know there is a very good chance I will never experience that other than pictures I find on the net or in books. It's not just Egyptian stuff either, it's all ruins really.
Take some of the Roman ruins for example, or those of Pompeii. I see pictures of that and I just start thinking to myself, for the most part this was someones whole world. They walked those streets, they bought things at that market, the bathed in that bath house, and they went home to that house. At the same time, it's not incredibly impressive to some people. Then when Vesuvius (spelling?) erupted people just died as they ran for their lives. Or, some did take cover but died anyway. Not only do the lives of the people make an impact, but also just the size of some of these cities.
Another thing I think about when it comes to ancient history is how much people have changed, or rather how much we stayed the same. There's been some buzz around whether fighting should be kept in hockey. Before that even started I remember sitting in the rink and looking around and listening to the people cheer as the opposing player fell to the ice (I'm not saying anything bad about the spectators, I was cheering too). I couldn't help but wonder, was this what it was like to go to the arena and see men fight for their freedom? I'm guessing yes with some subtle differences, the couch doesn't give a thumbs up or down for death, it smells slightly better unless you're sitting near a bench, and you're not allowed to have booze in certain areas. Also, you're allowed to leave whenever you want. I can't remember exact details but I remember reading about an emperor, Nero or Caligula that had a long celebration and people weren't allowed to leave the arena. So there were reports of someone giving birth cause they wouldn't let her leave, and some faked being dead just so they could get out.
I was pretty excited when I was in Ottawa though. Because we were going to the Museum of Civilization. It was a school trip so we had an itinerary, I saw we had two and a half hours there which seemed right because it's huge. Turns out, we were there to see a two hour movie in the imax theater there. I tried to be mad, but the movie was about chimps and I was the only one that stayed awake throughout the whole thing. How could I sleep when before me on a giant screen was a young chimp throwing rocks and sticks at Jane Goodall? He was pissed. At the same time though I only got a half hour in the biggest museum I've ever seen. Luckily I got to see the feature exhibit which was the bog people. Sadly I didn't get any pictures, but I remember seeing the small bodies under the glass case. I would have loved to have spent more time in that one place alone.
So far, that's the extent of my worldly travels I'm sure I'll make it somewhere overseas someday :P. Hopfully it will come with the job.
I think that's enough of me ranting on nothing for today. Until next time!
Take some of the Roman ruins for example, or those of Pompeii. I see pictures of that and I just start thinking to myself, for the most part this was someones whole world. They walked those streets, they bought things at that market, the bathed in that bath house, and they went home to that house. At the same time, it's not incredibly impressive to some people. Then when Vesuvius (spelling?) erupted people just died as they ran for their lives. Or, some did take cover but died anyway. Not only do the lives of the people make an impact, but also just the size of some of these cities.
Another thing I think about when it comes to ancient history is how much people have changed, or rather how much we stayed the same. There's been some buzz around whether fighting should be kept in hockey. Before that even started I remember sitting in the rink and looking around and listening to the people cheer as the opposing player fell to the ice (I'm not saying anything bad about the spectators, I was cheering too). I couldn't help but wonder, was this what it was like to go to the arena and see men fight for their freedom? I'm guessing yes with some subtle differences, the couch doesn't give a thumbs up or down for death, it smells slightly better unless you're sitting near a bench, and you're not allowed to have booze in certain areas. Also, you're allowed to leave whenever you want. I can't remember exact details but I remember reading about an emperor, Nero or Caligula that had a long celebration and people weren't allowed to leave the arena. So there were reports of someone giving birth cause they wouldn't let her leave, and some faked being dead just so they could get out.
I was pretty excited when I was in Ottawa though. Because we were going to the Museum of Civilization. It was a school trip so we had an itinerary, I saw we had two and a half hours there which seemed right because it's huge. Turns out, we were there to see a two hour movie in the imax theater there. I tried to be mad, but the movie was about chimps and I was the only one that stayed awake throughout the whole thing. How could I sleep when before me on a giant screen was a young chimp throwing rocks and sticks at Jane Goodall? He was pissed. At the same time though I only got a half hour in the biggest museum I've ever seen. Luckily I got to see the feature exhibit which was the bog people. Sadly I didn't get any pictures, but I remember seeing the small bodies under the glass case. I would have loved to have spent more time in that one place alone.
So far, that's the extent of my worldly travels I'm sure I'll make it somewhere overseas someday :P. Hopfully it will come with the job.
I think that's enough of me ranting on nothing for today. Until next time!
Sunday, March 15, 2009
siiigghhh
Well, last night was a blast. As I'm sure I've said before, I normally don't like going out to bars because they are crowded, but there are always exceptions. I also actually got a little drunk which is also new for me. I wasn't so bad that I didn't know what I was doing, but moving was...easier.
Some guy commented on my shirt, which had darth vader trimming a tree to look like the death star and we talked a bit about jedi. Then danced to a grease song...not sure why. I don't like grease. Besides, nerds aren't really known for their dancing skills, I am no exception.
This morning was the hard part, cold water was my best friend. At least I didn't wake up with some strange guy in my bed and a pineapple on my night table. Around three was when I was positive I wasn't going to puke.
On the plus side I got to see a bathroom that was bigger than my bedroom. I was quite impressed, and I do believe I said it was big enough to have a pow-wow in. I'm not sure when a scenario would arise that would require a native group to build a fire and play their drums while singing and others dancing in a bathroom but if one does I'll know where to go.
I started thinking the other day, I wish I played a more mainstream awesome instrument. But, since I can't afford it, and I already know how to play the violin I plan on putting pickups in or on it, whichever is proper. Lot's of people do it so they have an acoustic and an electric in one. Which I personally think is better because I find a solely electric violin sounds...odd. Anyway, what I plan on doing though is then hooking it up to a pedal that way I can at least sound like I rock. I'll probably have to change the way I play slightly though.
Guess that's it, until next time...
Some guy commented on my shirt, which had darth vader trimming a tree to look like the death star and we talked a bit about jedi. Then danced to a grease song...not sure why. I don't like grease. Besides, nerds aren't really known for their dancing skills, I am no exception.
This morning was the hard part, cold water was my best friend. At least I didn't wake up with some strange guy in my bed and a pineapple on my night table. Around three was when I was positive I wasn't going to puke.
On the plus side I got to see a bathroom that was bigger than my bedroom. I was quite impressed, and I do believe I said it was big enough to have a pow-wow in. I'm not sure when a scenario would arise that would require a native group to build a fire and play their drums while singing and others dancing in a bathroom but if one does I'll know where to go.
I started thinking the other day, I wish I played a more mainstream awesome instrument. But, since I can't afford it, and I already know how to play the violin I plan on putting pickups in or on it, whichever is proper. Lot's of people do it so they have an acoustic and an electric in one. Which I personally think is better because I find a solely electric violin sounds...odd. Anyway, what I plan on doing though is then hooking it up to a pedal that way I can at least sound like I rock. I'll probably have to change the way I play slightly though.
Guess that's it, until next time...
Saturday, March 14, 2009
sleeping, eating, and building a little fort...
Is basically what I've been doing lately. Well there's some school work mixed in there as well naturally. So, tonight is going to be slightly more exciting than usual. I am as far as I know, being let out of the house tonight for an adventure downtown. However, a small part of me is not looking forward to it because I'm positive it's going to be busy. Mostly because it usually is, but I really don't like struggling to walk through groups of people and constantly being in the way. You'd think I'd be used to it by now :P.
Not to mention the drunk guys that usually sneak up behind you and just start dancing or grabbing or whatever. That's not really fun either especially if I'm not looking for it, but hey, I'm a girl downtown dancing I clearly must be (if I could make a sarcastic face here I would). Oh well, certainly gives me something to laugh at later, especially when they grind and I can feel mr. winky saying hello O_o .
Other than that, I've just been gaming it up, missing my 360 and sucking at old school games. I tried the first three marios and couldn't get anywhere in them. In my defense though I started mario 3 in the middle so I didn't have whatever build up of difficulty there is...if any...really I'm just making excuses. Oddly enough the only one I was even slightly good at was zelda: link to the past yaays!
One roommate 'yelled' at me when playing mario that I was losing all her men, to which her boyfriend replied, 'yeah, she's good at losing men.' He's so fucking funny. :P Again I said it's been at least 15 years since I played these and to give me a break. But, that wouldn't be right. Had our places been reversed I would have mocked and ridiculed until my throat was sore, so keep it up.
I finally got past that one part in sacred I was stuck on, not so much a part and an area...and no so much on as in. The point is I got out of there, and continued on my way. Got to the third part of my quest thing and suddenly I get the message of "sacred has encountered an error and must shut down" .....I was, to say the least, quite upset. When I started it up again, the game put me in a completely different area no where near where I had to go. That's when I got pissed. So, after I calmed down, I went on my way, got back to where I was. Only I wasn't paying attention and my laptop shut off because it had gotten too hot. At that point I threw my hands in the air and said Fuck it.
On the plus side, I managed to clean my room a bit, so now that fort is actually possible! Then I have to arm it by purchasing a large amount of nerf guns, and/or supersoakers. I wish I still had that probe droid that shot disks...he'd be a good guard methinks...but it only worked with a sensor so I'd have to rig it so whenever my door opened the sensor came on or something. I'm still working the bugs out but I'll get there.
I guess that's all for now, I don't know whether to wish for something to type about tomorrow or not...
Not to mention the drunk guys that usually sneak up behind you and just start dancing or grabbing or whatever. That's not really fun either especially if I'm not looking for it, but hey, I'm a girl downtown dancing I clearly must be (if I could make a sarcastic face here I would). Oh well, certainly gives me something to laugh at later, especially when they grind and I can feel mr. winky saying hello O_o .
Other than that, I've just been gaming it up, missing my 360 and sucking at old school games. I tried the first three marios and couldn't get anywhere in them. In my defense though I started mario 3 in the middle so I didn't have whatever build up of difficulty there is...if any...really I'm just making excuses. Oddly enough the only one I was even slightly good at was zelda: link to the past yaays!
One roommate 'yelled' at me when playing mario that I was losing all her men, to which her boyfriend replied, 'yeah, she's good at losing men.' He's so fucking funny. :P Again I said it's been at least 15 years since I played these and to give me a break. But, that wouldn't be right. Had our places been reversed I would have mocked and ridiculed until my throat was sore, so keep it up.
I finally got past that one part in sacred I was stuck on, not so much a part and an area...and no so much on as in. The point is I got out of there, and continued on my way. Got to the third part of my quest thing and suddenly I get the message of "sacred has encountered an error and must shut down" .....I was, to say the least, quite upset. When I started it up again, the game put me in a completely different area no where near where I had to go. That's when I got pissed. So, after I calmed down, I went on my way, got back to where I was. Only I wasn't paying attention and my laptop shut off because it had gotten too hot. At that point I threw my hands in the air and said Fuck it.
On the plus side, I managed to clean my room a bit, so now that fort is actually possible! Then I have to arm it by purchasing a large amount of nerf guns, and/or supersoakers. I wish I still had that probe droid that shot disks...he'd be a good guard methinks...but it only worked with a sensor so I'd have to rig it so whenever my door opened the sensor came on or something. I'm still working the bugs out but I'll get there.
I guess that's all for now, I don't know whether to wish for something to type about tomorrow or not...
Saturday, February 28, 2009
Can't sleep...clown will do cocaine then beat me for stealing his banana...wait what?
It's six in the morning...I haven't been to sleep yet. This is not right. I'm not entirely sure why I'm still awake, I feel very tired. I tried to sleep, but felt like I was going to get a panic attack. Probably because I was thinking about something I shouldn't.
Anyway, I was talking to that one person I shouldn't because every time I do I get so angry I have to step back and take a few deep breaths. He was complaining to me like an emo again. About an ex no less. So this time I finally told him, look you're hurt I get it, but I've had to deal with some stuff too and I don't see how this is so bad. I am of course talking about the rather difficult year of grade 12. To make a long story short it had to do with my mother she wasn't exactly herself a lot of the time and I still find it hard to talk about. Anyway when I left for university I was under the impressioin that she wasn't going to be there at Christmas. I told him this, and he comes back with:
Yes, I understand that was probably difficult, but relationships are about being human.
Umm...what? My mother dying actually has nothing to do with me being human? I mean...I've known her my whole life...hell she practically raised me! :P
I'm not saying that I've had the worst problems of anyone anywhere, I'm just saying I think that is a little tougher to go through than a bad break up. Maybe I'm wrong and if I am well I'll certainly shut up and stop complaining.
Other than that, there isn't a whole lot going on. For some reason a friend of mine thought it would be fun if we went to the mall. On a friday evening. I wasn't pleased, there were a lot of preteens there as usual and they all look the same. We both sat with coffee saying we certainly hoped we were never like that when we were that age.
Things just seem a little different now, only slightly with age. Now instead of thinking 'yeah this is normal for kids my age to do' now I find myself saying "aren't they a little young for that?'. For example, there were three girls, probably around 11-12 and one of them said 'fuck' and I was surprised. Not sure why, I said fuck all the time when I was that age. To be quite honest it scared me. Soon I'm going to be telling them to turn down their music 0_O .
Getting older does scare me a bit. Mostly because I still pretty much act like a kid, and I certainly do not feel ready to be out in the 'real world'. Talking to family though makes me feel a little better. Saying things like, why grow up? That's no fun. Or it's only a number. I said to my dad the day I find a grey hair is the day I have a breakdown. He said "Why? It's only a colour, look how many I have!" And proceeded to dance to a singing moose. Maybe there's hope yet.
Oh, and the reason for the title is simple, I'm tired so my mind isn't clear, and it's a combination of a simpsons quote and an incident in metalocalypse...I just wanted to make things more interesting...I know I know...epic fail. Well, I think I hear M up for work, maybe I should try to sleep now and not panic for no reason :P
Anyway, I was talking to that one person I shouldn't because every time I do I get so angry I have to step back and take a few deep breaths. He was complaining to me like an emo again. About an ex no less. So this time I finally told him, look you're hurt I get it, but I've had to deal with some stuff too and I don't see how this is so bad. I am of course talking about the rather difficult year of grade 12. To make a long story short it had to do with my mother she wasn't exactly herself a lot of the time and I still find it hard to talk about. Anyway when I left for university I was under the impressioin that she wasn't going to be there at Christmas. I told him this, and he comes back with:
Yes, I understand that was probably difficult, but relationships are about being human.
Umm...what? My mother dying actually has nothing to do with me being human? I mean...I've known her my whole life...hell she practically raised me! :P
I'm not saying that I've had the worst problems of anyone anywhere, I'm just saying I think that is a little tougher to go through than a bad break up. Maybe I'm wrong and if I am well I'll certainly shut up and stop complaining.
Other than that, there isn't a whole lot going on. For some reason a friend of mine thought it would be fun if we went to the mall. On a friday evening. I wasn't pleased, there were a lot of preteens there as usual and they all look the same. We both sat with coffee saying we certainly hoped we were never like that when we were that age.
Things just seem a little different now, only slightly with age. Now instead of thinking 'yeah this is normal for kids my age to do' now I find myself saying "aren't they a little young for that?'. For example, there were three girls, probably around 11-12 and one of them said 'fuck' and I was surprised. Not sure why, I said fuck all the time when I was that age. To be quite honest it scared me. Soon I'm going to be telling them to turn down their music 0_O .
Getting older does scare me a bit. Mostly because I still pretty much act like a kid, and I certainly do not feel ready to be out in the 'real world'. Talking to family though makes me feel a little better. Saying things like, why grow up? That's no fun. Or it's only a number. I said to my dad the day I find a grey hair is the day I have a breakdown. He said "Why? It's only a colour, look how many I have!" And proceeded to dance to a singing moose. Maybe there's hope yet.
Oh, and the reason for the title is simple, I'm tired so my mind isn't clear, and it's a combination of a simpsons quote and an incident in metalocalypse...I just wanted to make things more interesting...I know I know...epic fail. Well, I think I hear M up for work, maybe I should try to sleep now and not panic for no reason :P
Sunday, February 22, 2009
More drunks and an Australian...
I know I just made a post yesterday, but I figured I would post this while it was still fresh in my mind. So, everything seemed normal when I went to bed last night, put on some music to lull me to sleep. The Gladiator soundtrack actually, it's very beautiful music I'll listen to anything Hans Zimmer has had a hand in. Anyway, it ended and I was still awake so when I went to turn off the computer there were two bars lit up. One was a drunken friend whom I have not had contact with since before Christmas for reasons I won't bore you with here, and the other the main event of this story was that someone had added me to their msn.
Now I was not surprised completely by this because I had given my email out to someone earlier in the day. After I accepted I saw the name Matthew and thought...well that doesn't seem right. Mostly because I was positive the person I gave my email to was named James. So of course curiosity got the better of me, it always does and I said hello. He said "Oh hey! I added you by accident earlier. You have a similar address to my niece. Sorry."
To which I responded, "oh, that's ok. No worries." and exited the window expecting a deletion. Instead he asked, "Are you from Australia?"
"No, Canada."
"oh wow! haha!"
....yes.
So we exchanged pleasentries, how are things? How's the weather? That same ol' stuff.
Then he asked, "How old are you? I'm probably twice your age." I paused for a minute....should I keep talking to this random Australian? Why not? Seems strange enough that my address would be the one he added. I answered, and he said "...yeah...i'm 46." *embarrassed smiley*
I should have just stopped it there but...no...I'm not smart enough to listen to my gut. He sent me a sound clip saying hello, I thought that was kinda neat. Then he asked me to see him on webcam. At this point I was like...I'm going to see something being slapped around aren't I?
Of course I accepted the invite, and there he was, fully clothed just sitting at the computer. I continued the conversation by asking what he did for a living. He said he was a highschool teacher. Fair enough. Then he asked if I minded if he used the microphone and stopped typing. I said sure. He got his guitar and asked what kind of music I liked. I told him, and he played some and sang. I started to relax, thinking, hey this is kinda cool. He then asked where my webcam was. I said not with me, then asked if I had any more pictures, again I said no.
He went on to say, "Well I'd like to see what there is after the hair, how long is your hair?"
Did I shut down the convo there and then? Pfft are you kidding? Of course not. I said about to the bottom of my ribs. "How tall are you?" again I answered. "Aw you're just a shorty, cute."
Ha...haha... "Bet you got a nice bottom on you."
Oh dear.
Well, things went on from there and he was soon without clothes and...umm...yeah.
I'm not going into detail, but most words uttered after that involved him saying along the lines of "You have to earn that grade." O_O
After I was trying to go to sleep, but then I turned on my light sat up and said. "What the fuck?!"
Now I know I didn't stop it, because curiosity got the better of me as it always does. I just thought it was so, weird and random and...the fuck? Haha, oh well it was entertaining to say the least. That's all I got for now...
Now I was not surprised completely by this because I had given my email out to someone earlier in the day. After I accepted I saw the name Matthew and thought...well that doesn't seem right. Mostly because I was positive the person I gave my email to was named James. So of course curiosity got the better of me, it always does and I said hello. He said "Oh hey! I added you by accident earlier. You have a similar address to my niece. Sorry."
To which I responded, "oh, that's ok. No worries." and exited the window expecting a deletion. Instead he asked, "Are you from Australia?"
"No, Canada."
"oh wow! haha!"
....yes.
So we exchanged pleasentries, how are things? How's the weather? That same ol' stuff.
Then he asked, "How old are you? I'm probably twice your age." I paused for a minute....should I keep talking to this random Australian? Why not? Seems strange enough that my address would be the one he added. I answered, and he said "...yeah...i'm 46." *embarrassed smiley*
I should have just stopped it there but...no...I'm not smart enough to listen to my gut. He sent me a sound clip saying hello, I thought that was kinda neat. Then he asked me to see him on webcam. At this point I was like...I'm going to see something being slapped around aren't I?
Of course I accepted the invite, and there he was, fully clothed just sitting at the computer. I continued the conversation by asking what he did for a living. He said he was a highschool teacher. Fair enough. Then he asked if I minded if he used the microphone and stopped typing. I said sure. He got his guitar and asked what kind of music I liked. I told him, and he played some and sang. I started to relax, thinking, hey this is kinda cool. He then asked where my webcam was. I said not with me, then asked if I had any more pictures, again I said no.
He went on to say, "Well I'd like to see what there is after the hair, how long is your hair?"
Did I shut down the convo there and then? Pfft are you kidding? Of course not. I said about to the bottom of my ribs. "How tall are you?" again I answered. "Aw you're just a shorty, cute."
Ha...haha... "Bet you got a nice bottom on you."
Oh dear.
Well, things went on from there and he was soon without clothes and...umm...yeah.
I'm not going into detail, but most words uttered after that involved him saying along the lines of "You have to earn that grade." O_O
After I was trying to go to sleep, but then I turned on my light sat up and said. "What the fuck?!"
Now I know I didn't stop it, because curiosity got the better of me as it always does. I just thought it was so, weird and random and...the fuck? Haha, oh well it was entertaining to say the least. That's all I got for now...
Saturday, February 21, 2009
Alone today...and then there was a drunk...
With two roommates gone and one at work I had the house to myself for a couple of hours, which was a welcome change from being followed or having my whereabouts known at all times. I took advantage of my alone time and of course did the cliche dancing around in my underwear. It was nice to do that outside my room for once. I also got some dishes washed and in shaun of the dead style I figured things would go similar to this:
Me: well aren't you going to thank me?
Rm: For what?
Me: For cleaning up
Rm: Doesn't look that clean...
Me: Well I had a couple of beers when I finished...
Speaking of a couple of beers, a friend of ours just walked in...completely...and utterly, drunk as a lemur. That's right, the one that is never drunk...is giggling like a school girl. I have never laughed so hard in my life. For the first time ever, I have seen Crowly drunk. I think that's how you spell his name...anyway it's hilarious I wish I could document this in something other than a blog...dear lord all I can hear is giggling from the bathroom... looks like it's going to be a fun night. Awesome he's dancing now.
Anyway, other than that exciting bit of information, in my time alone I also took a bath, and found I shouldn't be aloud to think that much. I started thinking of the past four years... Awesome he's dancing now. Throughout this entire entry I'm giving updates. Cause this is just awesome...he also yelled at the tv, saying "Fuck you George!" Seinfeld is on. Again, spelling, I don't know.
Anyway, yes the past four years...thinking of different things I have experienced. The whole residence thing was quite the experience...
He now can't deal with Harrison Ford staring at him. (I have a cardboard cutout of Indiana Jones in my room.)
Residence, experience right...so he called my computer a pimpjuice machine. Mostly because there's a pimpjuice sticker on it.
You know what? Forget my original thoughts, I'm just going to keep on the drunk Crowly watch.
He said, "wake fun of him"
Now explains that he hates being drunk and not in control of his shit (i.e. his speech) also says: fuck Luke Skywalker.
He was also convinced he was a ninja because he is currently wearing a pink ribbon around his head. He's afraid that he is a gay ninja.
This will go down as one of the funniest nights I have ever experienced.
He also threw someone in a snowbank...they are apparently best buddies.
He got mad at me for looking at his chest. I guess I'm a pervert.
He also keeps saying that he can't wait for me to make fun of him for the next year, so really this is more for me than it is for you.
Sadly he seemed to have calmed down since Monty Python and the Holy Grail is on. He's mesmerized. So, since I am greatly distracted I'm ending it here, I'm sure there will be more to report next time.
Laters! :P
Me: well aren't you going to thank me?
Rm: For what?
Me: For cleaning up
Rm: Doesn't look that clean...
Me: Well I had a couple of beers when I finished...
Speaking of a couple of beers, a friend of ours just walked in...completely...and utterly, drunk as a lemur. That's right, the one that is never drunk...is giggling like a school girl. I have never laughed so hard in my life. For the first time ever, I have seen Crowly drunk. I think that's how you spell his name...anyway it's hilarious I wish I could document this in something other than a blog...dear lord all I can hear is giggling from the bathroom... looks like it's going to be a fun night. Awesome he's dancing now.
Anyway, other than that exciting bit of information, in my time alone I also took a bath, and found I shouldn't be aloud to think that much. I started thinking of the past four years... Awesome he's dancing now. Throughout this entire entry I'm giving updates. Cause this is just awesome...he also yelled at the tv, saying "Fuck you George!" Seinfeld is on. Again, spelling, I don't know.
Anyway, yes the past four years...thinking of different things I have experienced. The whole residence thing was quite the experience...
He now can't deal with Harrison Ford staring at him. (I have a cardboard cutout of Indiana Jones in my room.)
Residence, experience right...so he called my computer a pimpjuice machine. Mostly because there's a pimpjuice sticker on it.
You know what? Forget my original thoughts, I'm just going to keep on the drunk Crowly watch.
He said, "wake fun of him"
Now explains that he hates being drunk and not in control of his shit (i.e. his speech) also says: fuck Luke Skywalker.
He was also convinced he was a ninja because he is currently wearing a pink ribbon around his head. He's afraid that he is a gay ninja.
This will go down as one of the funniest nights I have ever experienced.
He also threw someone in a snowbank...they are apparently best buddies.
He got mad at me for looking at his chest. I guess I'm a pervert.
He also keeps saying that he can't wait for me to make fun of him for the next year, so really this is more for me than it is for you.
Sadly he seemed to have calmed down since Monty Python and the Holy Grail is on. He's mesmerized. So, since I am greatly distracted I'm ending it here, I'm sure there will be more to report next time.
Laters! :P
Thursday, February 19, 2009
So...
As my university career goes on and I meet more and more people, I seem to notice more and more that on a large scale I don't seem to fit. I touched on this a little in an earlier post but that seemed to be more general.
Now, I can get along with people fine, all types of people. I also find that on average, which I'm sure along with everyone else, I have at least one thing in common with everyone I meet. This largely goes with feelings are certain subjects or with video games or something. However, talking to people it seems that being a hermit is something that is different from most people my age. I don't really like going to bars or parties even. However, if I do go I usually have a half decent time. I just find that I am awkward around people, like I haven't socially developed properly.
This largely stems from my lack of venturing away from home throughout most of my life, but I think that blurb is for another time.
Where I seem to find myself being different are in the usual places. For example music.
Now mainly I listen to the 'heavier' bands such as Godsmack and Dethklok. Mostly I am met with, 'never heard of them.' That's ok though because with music there's a lot I do like and can compromise when it comes to hanging out in a common area.
Another area I find that I'm by myself is T.V. A lot of the shows I watch others do not. This could by attributed to the fact that a lot are from britain or are cartoons. However, that doesn't mean that the friends I have now won't like the shows I like if given the chance. It just seems that I am met a lot with 'never heard of it.' Or I hear, I've heard of it but never saw it. Fair enough. Such shows as Spaced, The Mighty Boosh, Frisky Dingo, Metalocalypse, and Sealab 2021. Most of the cartoons are found on adult swim.
Video games are similar. I find that there are a lot more female gamers that I thought, but usually their game choices are predictable. Final Fantasy for example is very common. Personally I can't stand the storylines most of the time so avoid them. Myself, I enjoy a wide variety of games, rpgs, fighting, first person shooters, and the music ones.
A roommate even commented one time that I was very 'male' in the way I acted in a situation. I believe the words "Dude....gay." were uttered while I sat slouched on a chair with legs wide open. This was not the first time I noticed my actions being not typically female. Hanging out in a friends basement I belched quite loudly cause one of the guys to yell "MIKE!" to which he defended himself saying that it was me. It seems I have earned an unofficial nicname of 'the female guts' it hasn't caught on and I'm kinda happy about it. Another incident was when I was back in residence. I had gain a single/double room and was enjoying it by eating an orange. In a wife beater, without pants, and a hat. When the orange was gone I looked down and thought to myself, well this is just insane.
Yet, I am quite happy with not being giggly, not only wanting to go shopping for 'cute tops' and for not freaking out if I walk out without make up. I'm happy I don't like the colour pink, and prefer skulls over kittens...even though kittens are pretty awesome... Sometimes I find it hard to act like a girl, or like things that other girls like, often becomming embarrassed. I shouldn't because I am a girl. I know that for certain I just showered and I checked. For the most part though I just can't bring myself to say "You know what? I like unicorns." (Which reminds me, I really want to see the movie Legend again).
What I have been able to admit though is that I love the movie The Princess Bride. I thought it was a big step until I learned that most nerds love that movie. Therefore it was completely normal for me to like it too. Oh well, win some lose some.
...I sound gender confused. I'm not, I know I'm female and I know I like males that part in my head is clear. It's mostly the, who do I hang out with that is bothering me, especially when trying to make new friends. Well, I can barely keep my eyes open, and the song Awaken is doing nothing to help that. Plus I think my annoying rantings have gone on long enough. You know half the time I think I start on one idea but completely change it right away and start on something else...
Now, I can get along with people fine, all types of people. I also find that on average, which I'm sure along with everyone else, I have at least one thing in common with everyone I meet. This largely goes with feelings are certain subjects or with video games or something. However, talking to people it seems that being a hermit is something that is different from most people my age. I don't really like going to bars or parties even. However, if I do go I usually have a half decent time. I just find that I am awkward around people, like I haven't socially developed properly.
This largely stems from my lack of venturing away from home throughout most of my life, but I think that blurb is for another time.
Where I seem to find myself being different are in the usual places. For example music.
Now mainly I listen to the 'heavier' bands such as Godsmack and Dethklok. Mostly I am met with, 'never heard of them.' That's ok though because with music there's a lot I do like and can compromise when it comes to hanging out in a common area.
Another area I find that I'm by myself is T.V. A lot of the shows I watch others do not. This could by attributed to the fact that a lot are from britain or are cartoons. However, that doesn't mean that the friends I have now won't like the shows I like if given the chance. It just seems that I am met a lot with 'never heard of it.' Or I hear, I've heard of it but never saw it. Fair enough. Such shows as Spaced, The Mighty Boosh, Frisky Dingo, Metalocalypse, and Sealab 2021. Most of the cartoons are found on adult swim.
Video games are similar. I find that there are a lot more female gamers that I thought, but usually their game choices are predictable. Final Fantasy for example is very common. Personally I can't stand the storylines most of the time so avoid them. Myself, I enjoy a wide variety of games, rpgs, fighting, first person shooters, and the music ones.
A roommate even commented one time that I was very 'male' in the way I acted in a situation. I believe the words "Dude....gay." were uttered while I sat slouched on a chair with legs wide open. This was not the first time I noticed my actions being not typically female. Hanging out in a friends basement I belched quite loudly cause one of the guys to yell "MIKE!" to which he defended himself saying that it was me. It seems I have earned an unofficial nicname of 'the female guts' it hasn't caught on and I'm kinda happy about it. Another incident was when I was back in residence. I had gain a single/double room and was enjoying it by eating an orange. In a wife beater, without pants, and a hat. When the orange was gone I looked down and thought to myself, well this is just insane.
Yet, I am quite happy with not being giggly, not only wanting to go shopping for 'cute tops' and for not freaking out if I walk out without make up. I'm happy I don't like the colour pink, and prefer skulls over kittens...even though kittens are pretty awesome... Sometimes I find it hard to act like a girl, or like things that other girls like, often becomming embarrassed. I shouldn't because I am a girl. I know that for certain I just showered and I checked. For the most part though I just can't bring myself to say "You know what? I like unicorns." (Which reminds me, I really want to see the movie Legend again).
What I have been able to admit though is that I love the movie The Princess Bride. I thought it was a big step until I learned that most nerds love that movie. Therefore it was completely normal for me to like it too. Oh well, win some lose some.
...I sound gender confused. I'm not, I know I'm female and I know I like males that part in my head is clear. It's mostly the, who do I hang out with that is bothering me, especially when trying to make new friends. Well, I can barely keep my eyes open, and the song Awaken is doing nothing to help that. Plus I think my annoying rantings have gone on long enough. You know half the time I think I start on one idea but completely change it right away and start on something else...
Monday, February 16, 2009
Ha
So, I actually did have a pretty good vday. Had some beer, and watched shaun of the dead. Can't go wrong with that. I've been feeling pretty good for the past couple of days as well (knock on wood) so that is a real plus. I'm starting to get my willingness to do things back and that is a good thing.
One of my roommates got GH world tour, so that of course helps out. She only got the game though not the whole set up which I understand. It's pretty decent, there are a couple of songs on there that I like that are not on RB2 so they are fun to play, but I find GH a lot easier. I'm also not a fan of the gh guitar. I'm very aware I'm using a plastic guitar. At least with rb I forget and think I'm cool for a couple of minutes.
Midterm break is almost here, and of course right now I'm thinking I'll use that time to catch up on some school work. Then the realistic part of me butts in and says come on now. You're going to get drunk and play video games and chat with random people online. Yes, that is probably going to be true. But I'll have to study a little between drinks.
Now all I can think of is charging my ipod...I actually do have class today and it doesn't look like there are sidewalks anymore because there was snow yesterday and last night. That means I have to take the long way. Actually it doesn't matter what way I take they're all long because all my classes are in Queen's collage which is on the exact opposite side of campus and the furthest away from everything. Just goes to show that archaeologests and their students get no respect.
"Where will our arch. department be? In the middle of everything?"
"Nah, they like being in the middle of no where for a living, let's stick them over here away from civilization."
Dicks
There is a bathroom in the 'lab' though. That's pretty convienent, and a shower in the bathroom upstairs. Also makes me wonder how long they keep the grad students there. O.o
Also, I find lately I've been looking at tattoos more. I have one, but have wanted another for a very long time. Now I'm just trying to decide what, and where. I enjoy symbols more than actual things. For example, the tattoo I have is an Egyptian eye or Eye of Horus. So, instead of getting Horus himself, I got the eye. Originally I was going to get Anubis but it would have had to be huge. However I'm much happier with the eye. So in deciding what else I want I wonder should I maybe keep with the Egyptian stuff. I saw a picture of someone with an Egyptian goddess on her back with open wings and everything, it looked really nice, but on one shoulder she had a celtic knot in the middle of a wing! I was like, why would you do that? At least put it somewhere else. So I'm skeptical about getting something not egyptian on my back...at the same time it might work I don't really know. If the reasons for getting a certain tattoo are good it shouldn't really matter where but some thought should be put in postitioning. I think anyway.
So I've been throwing around some ideas in my head. I was thinking of getting a wolf of some kind, but a friend of mine just got one of a wolf and basically ruined it for me. I sort of want to get something to symbolize strength but I don't want to get kanji or anything. That's just too common. For a very long while I wanted a zelda one. Like the royal family's symbol that's on link's shield. The triforce with the wings, only have the black light ink under it either in a sunburst type way or outlined. Yes I have thought about this for awhile. I looked online a bit more and thought maybe a symbol off one of the madallions from OOT, or of one of the races from Hyrule or something. I don't know though...Sure I'm in love with that game now but will I still be in a couple of years? Good chance yes but you never know. There are a lot of celtic symbols I like as well and of course dragons and the like. If anyone has any ideas about what could represent strength I'd be happy to hear them, or read them. Already someone said a bear, but I can't picture myself with a bear tattoo...maybe a bear print...but again it's all really up in the air.
Well I really should be getting ready for class instead of worrying about tattoos, laters :P
One of my roommates got GH world tour, so that of course helps out. She only got the game though not the whole set up which I understand. It's pretty decent, there are a couple of songs on there that I like that are not on RB2 so they are fun to play, but I find GH a lot easier. I'm also not a fan of the gh guitar. I'm very aware I'm using a plastic guitar. At least with rb I forget and think I'm cool for a couple of minutes.
Midterm break is almost here, and of course right now I'm thinking I'll use that time to catch up on some school work. Then the realistic part of me butts in and says come on now. You're going to get drunk and play video games and chat with random people online. Yes, that is probably going to be true. But I'll have to study a little between drinks.
Now all I can think of is charging my ipod...I actually do have class today and it doesn't look like there are sidewalks anymore because there was snow yesterday and last night. That means I have to take the long way. Actually it doesn't matter what way I take they're all long because all my classes are in Queen's collage which is on the exact opposite side of campus and the furthest away from everything. Just goes to show that archaeologests and their students get no respect.
"Where will our arch. department be? In the middle of everything?"
"Nah, they like being in the middle of no where for a living, let's stick them over here away from civilization."
Dicks
There is a bathroom in the 'lab' though. That's pretty convienent, and a shower in the bathroom upstairs. Also makes me wonder how long they keep the grad students there. O.o
Also, I find lately I've been looking at tattoos more. I have one, but have wanted another for a very long time. Now I'm just trying to decide what, and where. I enjoy symbols more than actual things. For example, the tattoo I have is an Egyptian eye or Eye of Horus. So, instead of getting Horus himself, I got the eye. Originally I was going to get Anubis but it would have had to be huge. However I'm much happier with the eye. So in deciding what else I want I wonder should I maybe keep with the Egyptian stuff. I saw a picture of someone with an Egyptian goddess on her back with open wings and everything, it looked really nice, but on one shoulder she had a celtic knot in the middle of a wing! I was like, why would you do that? At least put it somewhere else. So I'm skeptical about getting something not egyptian on my back...at the same time it might work I don't really know. If the reasons for getting a certain tattoo are good it shouldn't really matter where but some thought should be put in postitioning. I think anyway.
So I've been throwing around some ideas in my head. I was thinking of getting a wolf of some kind, but a friend of mine just got one of a wolf and basically ruined it for me. I sort of want to get something to symbolize strength but I don't want to get kanji or anything. That's just too common. For a very long while I wanted a zelda one. Like the royal family's symbol that's on link's shield. The triforce with the wings, only have the black light ink under it either in a sunburst type way or outlined. Yes I have thought about this for awhile. I looked online a bit more and thought maybe a symbol off one of the madallions from OOT, or of one of the races from Hyrule or something. I don't know though...Sure I'm in love with that game now but will I still be in a couple of years? Good chance yes but you never know. There are a lot of celtic symbols I like as well and of course dragons and the like. If anyone has any ideas about what could represent strength I'd be happy to hear them, or read them. Already someone said a bear, but I can't picture myself with a bear tattoo...maybe a bear print...but again it's all really up in the air.
Well I really should be getting ready for class instead of worrying about tattoos, laters :P
Friday, February 6, 2009
Pfft...
I can't think of any clever titles so I'm stuck with random noises I make. I'm finding more and more difficult to come up with something to type here. Mainly because my activity level has dropped to near zero. It's not that I don't want to do something, it's just too cold. Outside, and inside which is a real piss off.
I've been trying to think of something to do that I would get really excited about. Nothing really comes to mind though. Maybe I'll get back to painting. Once I start then maybe it'll give me that jump start my brain needs.
Hung out with a couple of people from outside the house the other day. It doesn't really count though because I didn't move from the couch. Anyway, I've asked one of them to take a look at my external harddrive since it stopped working over Christmas. I now know, it's a shiny paperweight. So everything on it, my cartoons, tv shows, music, what-have-you...is all gone. And I can't start downloading it all again because there is no space left on my laptop at all...and no one is making me part from Peggle to download Black's Books again. Even though it's a fantastic show.
Looking at the calendar I noticed that the flamingos pictured were making a heart with their necks and beaks...then I noticed the month. Valentine's day is coming...yay. That is the most un-enthused I am able to make that 'yay' look. I was never a big fan of Valentine's day. Except in elementry when we got most of the day off to make holders and pass out valentines and shit. Another thing I hate is when I say I'm not a fan people say "you're only bitter because your single on Valentine's."
No...no....no... I just don't think a particular day should mean that some guy has to by me flowers in order to make me feel like I owe him and he gets a bj. (yes I'm aware that's not how all people view it and it's not just that). If I did have a boyfriend at the time of this 'holiday' I would be perfectly content to say "Hey, Valentine's is coming up....so...you know....leave me the fuck alone."
Maybe I'm just weird. I dunno. I guess if he was persistant enough I would settle for a gaming session...
Anyway, I just hate all the mass produced stuff that's supposed to make a person feel 'special' when it's given to them. How does something that potentially everyone else has make someone feel special? Special just like everyone else :P
I'm pretty tired today, therefore not in the best of moves...and even worse, the brain work not good. I also notice that I bitch way too much, I probably say this once a post but that's only because it's true. Every time I try to stop though, I end up bitching more. I just like to think that there's a lot more to my personality than just...bitchiness...even though that's a big part :P
Oh, and now for something completely different, I was playing Sacred again yesterday and I found a new thing to like, and a new thing to hate. First off, you know how you play these games sometimes and you're quest entails you to escort someone somewhere? You also know how much of a pain in the ass these are then. Mainly because the person you are escorting is completely usless and can't or won't use a weapon to help you out, and/or they are completely retarded and walk in front of you when you're shooting, or slashing, or run into the middle of a group of enemies and stand there saying help me while being beaten. Well, in Sacred the person you are escorting will help if they are able, or run away if they aren't. So, they don't get killed or in the way. Plus, if you die while escorting them, when you continue you end up where your quest began (which is usually where they have to go) and the person is still with you. Therefore, it's quicker to just die.
What I don't like however is the map. It's great for quests but when I'm trying to find a way to an objective it's near impossible. It's not detailed enough to show me where openings are or cliffs so I'm stuck running around like an idiot trying to find a way out of the lava...field...thing...I don't know what it's called.
I also couldn't help but think about how metal my horse looked. He's black with red eyes and has a blade on each shoulder. And his gear has spikes and skulls all over it. Awesome. (again can't remember if i put that in already).
Anywho, I get to eat today and I'm pretty excited about that. So...later. :P
I've been trying to think of something to do that I would get really excited about. Nothing really comes to mind though. Maybe I'll get back to painting. Once I start then maybe it'll give me that jump start my brain needs.
Hung out with a couple of people from outside the house the other day. It doesn't really count though because I didn't move from the couch. Anyway, I've asked one of them to take a look at my external harddrive since it stopped working over Christmas. I now know, it's a shiny paperweight. So everything on it, my cartoons, tv shows, music, what-have-you...is all gone. And I can't start downloading it all again because there is no space left on my laptop at all...and no one is making me part from Peggle to download Black's Books again. Even though it's a fantastic show.
Looking at the calendar I noticed that the flamingos pictured were making a heart with their necks and beaks...then I noticed the month. Valentine's day is coming...yay. That is the most un-enthused I am able to make that 'yay' look. I was never a big fan of Valentine's day. Except in elementry when we got most of the day off to make holders and pass out valentines and shit. Another thing I hate is when I say I'm not a fan people say "you're only bitter because your single on Valentine's."
No...no....no... I just don't think a particular day should mean that some guy has to by me flowers in order to make me feel like I owe him and he gets a bj. (yes I'm aware that's not how all people view it and it's not just that). If I did have a boyfriend at the time of this 'holiday' I would be perfectly content to say "Hey, Valentine's is coming up....so...you know....leave me the fuck alone."
Maybe I'm just weird. I dunno. I guess if he was persistant enough I would settle for a gaming session...
Anyway, I just hate all the mass produced stuff that's supposed to make a person feel 'special' when it's given to them. How does something that potentially everyone else has make someone feel special? Special just like everyone else :P
I'm pretty tired today, therefore not in the best of moves...and even worse, the brain work not good. I also notice that I bitch way too much, I probably say this once a post but that's only because it's true. Every time I try to stop though, I end up bitching more. I just like to think that there's a lot more to my personality than just...bitchiness...even though that's a big part :P
Oh, and now for something completely different, I was playing Sacred again yesterday and I found a new thing to like, and a new thing to hate. First off, you know how you play these games sometimes and you're quest entails you to escort someone somewhere? You also know how much of a pain in the ass these are then. Mainly because the person you are escorting is completely usless and can't or won't use a weapon to help you out, and/or they are completely retarded and walk in front of you when you're shooting, or slashing, or run into the middle of a group of enemies and stand there saying help me while being beaten. Well, in Sacred the person you are escorting will help if they are able, or run away if they aren't. So, they don't get killed or in the way. Plus, if you die while escorting them, when you continue you end up where your quest began (which is usually where they have to go) and the person is still with you. Therefore, it's quicker to just die.
What I don't like however is the map. It's great for quests but when I'm trying to find a way to an objective it's near impossible. It's not detailed enough to show me where openings are or cliffs so I'm stuck running around like an idiot trying to find a way out of the lava...field...thing...I don't know what it's called.
I also couldn't help but think about how metal my horse looked. He's black with red eyes and has a blade on each shoulder. And his gear has spikes and skulls all over it. Awesome. (again can't remember if i put that in already).
Anywho, I get to eat today and I'm pretty excited about that. So...later. :P
Tuesday, January 27, 2009
Yays!
So last week was pretty normal, with some pretty normal requests. However, I still found myself in a bad mood most of the time. Not entirely sure why, could be because of a number of things I guess...stress from school, student loan and what have you. Anyway, so one day last week a roommate of mine says, "hey Liz, I kinda want to go to the library and I want to buy you a booster juice!"
"...alright. That sounds good."
Anyway, we go and of course have some booster juice and rock talk. Anyway we get back and my other roommate says. "sorry...I made a mess in your room."
I was pissed, first of all she shouldn't be in my room. Then her boyfriend says, "yeah sorry I did something in your room too."
I was even more pissed saying "that mattress can't take two people!!!"
So two of us went to my room to investigate. I walked in and saw my stuff moved around, but not a mess. Then the covers were lifted off my bed and the screamed "WE GOT YOU A NEW BED!"
Yes. They got me a real bed. No more wondering if my mattress will pop and I won't have anything to sleep on. I can now have people visit in my room and people can sit on my bed without me cringing and them getting offended. And best of all, I can sleep comfortably.
I know it's sad when I get excited about something so normal but...I'm simple. I still can't believe they thought enough to actually get me a bed though. Yes it was cheap and second hand, but still they thought of me and wanted to get me laid. They're sweethearts alright. Anyway, I can't wait to get to said bed, so only a short one today...yes yes I know I know thank God. :P
"...alright. That sounds good."
Anyway, we go and of course have some booster juice and rock talk. Anyway we get back and my other roommate says. "sorry...I made a mess in your room."
I was pissed, first of all she shouldn't be in my room. Then her boyfriend says, "yeah sorry I did something in your room too."
I was even more pissed saying "that mattress can't take two people!!!"
So two of us went to my room to investigate. I walked in and saw my stuff moved around, but not a mess. Then the covers were lifted off my bed and the screamed "WE GOT YOU A NEW BED!"
Yes. They got me a real bed. No more wondering if my mattress will pop and I won't have anything to sleep on. I can now have people visit in my room and people can sit on my bed without me cringing and them getting offended. And best of all, I can sleep comfortably.
I know it's sad when I get excited about something so normal but...I'm simple. I still can't believe they thought enough to actually get me a bed though. Yes it was cheap and second hand, but still they thought of me and wanted to get me laid. They're sweethearts alright. Anyway, I can't wait to get to said bed, so only a short one today...yes yes I know I know thank God. :P
Wednesday, January 21, 2009
You know what really grinds my gears?
A number of things. The most recent being a recurring thing. People coming to me with bullshit problems. Especially if this person is a repeat offender. Now don't get me wrong, I do like to give advice and at least try to help my friends out when I can. There's just a few things that make me want to scream I DON'T FUCKING CARE, GET A LIFE. Those things include:
1) Relationship problems-- I have no idea why people come to me for relationship advice. I've never had one, so I first of all can't speak from experience. Secondly, I'm not exactly what you would call normal so, something that one person may get mad at, I would either enjoy or laugh about. Example: "He never calls me!"
Me: "That's fucking awesome! I hate the phone!"
It's a lame example but the only one I could think of.
Pretty much after this relationships are tied in, but let's continue.
2) Problems that can't be solved-- Someone comes to me with a problem and they don't know what to do about it. I come up with at least three solutions but none of them will work because of some other bizarre aspect you conveniently left out the first time you told me the problem. If you want help tell me everything first off, don't sit around and watch me waste time. I can do that without your help. Example:
"I'm so stressed out! I have a test tomorrow and I didn't study!"
Me: "So study now."
"I can't! I left my books at a friends house!"
"So go get them."
"They're not home!"
"Call them."
"I don't know their number!"
"Stop yelling at me."
3) People who have problems but don't say anything-- Ok, I'm the first one to admit, we all have bad days and get into bad moods. But for the love of God, don't sit around (in public aka the livingroom) being mopey or bitchy...or both. Not only is that going to make you feel worse but it's going to piss me off and make you feel worse. I don't like it when people yell at me for stupid things. Then get madder when I respond with a 'tone'. Look, either stay in your room or take a walk or something. At the very least say, "hey, I'm in bad mood, so bitches stay outta my way." Or, "I'm pretty pissed because this happened today..." At least then I know there's a reason behind the yelling and I can ignore it or make it worse for my amusment. Example:
"E.B.! You yelled at me for going after your food but you didn't even eat your vegtables!"
Me: "....what?"
"You came in and when I said I was about to eat your food you got mad and said 'why would you do that?'!"
Me:"....fuck you. How about that?"
4) Oh woe is me!--I know, I'm back on the relationship wagon again. I try to get out but they keep pulling me back in! We've all met this type. "I've always had abusive relationships, I don't know what to do. I can't ever be close to anyone again..." These piss me off the most. But still I try to help out despite the ulcer growing in my stomach from holding in anger. This also mixes with the 'problems that can't be solved' catagory. Now, I usually give the whole 'these things take time...stop crying you're embarrassing yourself...I mean it the food court is no place for this..." But they keep coming up with reasons of why they can't get over it. Again, I've never been in this position so maybe it's more complicated or difficult then I think. However, I find it hard to believe it is that difficult. You don't like someone anymore or the make you feel bad. Dump 'em. There. "She was horrible to me and lied all the time. So we're not together anymore. I feel like shit everyday." This I don't understand. If they were so horrible, why are you still pining after you breakup especially after YOU DID THE BREAKING UP?
Now, I can accept this within reason: "Yeah, we broke up I know it's for the better, but I still miss him a little bit."
"That will go in time. Then we can find you some new man meat."
"Okays!"
See what happened there? They showed intelligence in knowing it was for the better, and understanding that this shit takes time.
This is what I can't deal with: "I've been through so much in the past year, everyone says I'm acting different. I'm broken and I don't like being single but I don't think I can let anyone get close to me ever again."
Angrys up my blood just to type it. Alright, so first of all if you really are 'broken' you don't acknowledge it and tell people that unless that's what you, yourself and only you want to be known as.
Second: you think you're the only one who has to go through stuff? You're telling me you went through hell because of a girlfriend? My mom nearly died where were you to hear about that from me? Exactly no where because I deal with that shit myself in my way. To be completely honest next time you come near me with that shit I'm telling you to get a sex change you damn woman and go fuck yourself. At least when you're a woman it will be more socially accepted for you to watch your teen dramas over and over again while you cry into a tub of ice cream.
Well, I think that about covers it all. I feel much better now. But seriously, I gotta get a life myself. Resorting to putting everything I hate online? Who does that?
I'm out until I find something new to hate...
1) Relationship problems-- I have no idea why people come to me for relationship advice. I've never had one, so I first of all can't speak from experience. Secondly, I'm not exactly what you would call normal so, something that one person may get mad at, I would either enjoy or laugh about. Example: "He never calls me!"
Me: "That's fucking awesome! I hate the phone!"
It's a lame example but the only one I could think of.
Pretty much after this relationships are tied in, but let's continue.
2) Problems that can't be solved-- Someone comes to me with a problem and they don't know what to do about it. I come up with at least three solutions but none of them will work because of some other bizarre aspect you conveniently left out the first time you told me the problem. If you want help tell me everything first off, don't sit around and watch me waste time. I can do that without your help. Example:
"I'm so stressed out! I have a test tomorrow and I didn't study!"
Me: "So study now."
"I can't! I left my books at a friends house!"
"So go get them."
"They're not home!"
"Call them."
"I don't know their number!"
"Stop yelling at me."
3) People who have problems but don't say anything-- Ok, I'm the first one to admit, we all have bad days and get into bad moods. But for the love of God, don't sit around (in public aka the livingroom) being mopey or bitchy...or both. Not only is that going to make you feel worse but it's going to piss me off and make you feel worse. I don't like it when people yell at me for stupid things. Then get madder when I respond with a 'tone'. Look, either stay in your room or take a walk or something. At the very least say, "hey, I'm in bad mood, so bitches stay outta my way." Or, "I'm pretty pissed because this happened today..." At least then I know there's a reason behind the yelling and I can ignore it or make it worse for my amusment. Example:
"E.B.! You yelled at me for going after your food but you didn't even eat your vegtables!"
Me: "....what?"
"You came in and when I said I was about to eat your food you got mad and said 'why would you do that?'!"
Me:"....fuck you. How about that?"
4) Oh woe is me!--I know, I'm back on the relationship wagon again. I try to get out but they keep pulling me back in! We've all met this type. "I've always had abusive relationships, I don't know what to do. I can't ever be close to anyone again..." These piss me off the most. But still I try to help out despite the ulcer growing in my stomach from holding in anger. This also mixes with the 'problems that can't be solved' catagory. Now, I usually give the whole 'these things take time...stop crying you're embarrassing yourself...I mean it the food court is no place for this..." But they keep coming up with reasons of why they can't get over it. Again, I've never been in this position so maybe it's more complicated or difficult then I think. However, I find it hard to believe it is that difficult. You don't like someone anymore or the make you feel bad. Dump 'em. There. "She was horrible to me and lied all the time. So we're not together anymore. I feel like shit everyday." This I don't understand. If they were so horrible, why are you still pining after you breakup especially after YOU DID THE BREAKING UP?
Now, I can accept this within reason: "Yeah, we broke up I know it's for the better, but I still miss him a little bit."
"That will go in time. Then we can find you some new man meat."
"Okays!"
See what happened there? They showed intelligence in knowing it was for the better, and understanding that this shit takes time.
This is what I can't deal with: "I've been through so much in the past year, everyone says I'm acting different. I'm broken and I don't like being single but I don't think I can let anyone get close to me ever again."
Angrys up my blood just to type it. Alright, so first of all if you really are 'broken' you don't acknowledge it and tell people that unless that's what you, yourself and only you want to be known as.
Second: you think you're the only one who has to go through stuff? You're telling me you went through hell because of a girlfriend? My mom nearly died where were you to hear about that from me? Exactly no where because I deal with that shit myself in my way. To be completely honest next time you come near me with that shit I'm telling you to get a sex change you damn woman and go fuck yourself. At least when you're a woman it will be more socially accepted for you to watch your teen dramas over and over again while you cry into a tub of ice cream.
Well, I think that about covers it all. I feel much better now. But seriously, I gotta get a life myself. Resorting to putting everything I hate online? Who does that?
I'm out until I find something new to hate...
Monday, January 19, 2009
Pancakes.
Aren't random words fun? I certainly think so curtains.
Anyway, I decided I want to fail everything this semester so I bought yet another game for my ds. First it was Age of Empires: Mythologies....which is a lot better than Age of Empires (ds, no pc...pc is just fucking awesome). But now I bought Dynasty Warriors advanced. I was kinda hoping it would play like the ps2 version when you basically just run around and kill everyone that isn't in your army, but instead you move one spot at a time and it goes in turns. Maybe this is the way it has to be because the advance didn't have the power to keep things constantly moving or something. I really don't know how it works just that it does. But when you fight enemies you basically run around until they're all dead so it's still pretty fun. I like it anyway.
While at walmart I also stumbled upon Sacred 2. As you may have already read, I'm playing the first one currantly and am enjoying it a lot. Therefore I was excited to know that there was a new one waiting for me. So excited, in fact, that I had to call my brother then and there. He wasn't as excited and only laughed at me. Well at first he was confused cause he didn't get it I then told him I was just so excited I had to tell someone and he was the only one who I thought would care. Was I ever surprised. I scanned it to see if I could justify to myself getting it but it was too expensive. At the same time it was probably good cause I'm not finished the first one yet.
On the topic of these types of games Diablo 3 is either out, or should be out soon. I hope it doesn't take me as long to get this one as it did to get 2. I haven't remembered to look up when it's coming out yet though. I'll forget by the time I finish typing this.
I haven't been feeling well for the past couple of days. It's either one thing or a combination of a bunch of things. What I do know is that I have to go to the dentist soon. What started as nothing, then turned into what seemed like a crack is now a hole. So...I should get on that. Sucks though because it could be a baby tooth. Yes I still have baby teeth. Two I think, one does have a tooth under it, the other one doesn't. Something like that, I don't pay attention I just stare at the sticker box and hope I get one. I never do. :(
Anyway, it's going to suck to have to pay to get a baby tooth filled. Especially if its the same one the dentist back home was going to pull in the hopes that the new one would come down. This makes it completely obvious that I am not ready to grow up yet. And perhaps that I'll never grow up (I mean metally, I already know this is as tall as I'm going to get). I'm certainly trying my best not to.
Over the weekend though, I couldn't bring myself to get out of bed. It was pretty bad, I mean...yes I do realize I don't do anything anyway but at least I can usually move to the livingroom and chill out with everyone and be lively. I couldn't even feel happy. It really sucks. I'm much better on the happy front though...until I think of all the shit I have to do.
Anyway, that's all I have for now. Maybe something interesting will spring up for next time.
Anyway, I decided I want to fail everything this semester so I bought yet another game for my ds. First it was Age of Empires: Mythologies....which is a lot better than Age of Empires (ds, no pc...pc is just fucking awesome). But now I bought Dynasty Warriors advanced. I was kinda hoping it would play like the ps2 version when you basically just run around and kill everyone that isn't in your army, but instead you move one spot at a time and it goes in turns. Maybe this is the way it has to be because the advance didn't have the power to keep things constantly moving or something. I really don't know how it works just that it does. But when you fight enemies you basically run around until they're all dead so it's still pretty fun. I like it anyway.
While at walmart I also stumbled upon Sacred 2. As you may have already read, I'm playing the first one currantly and am enjoying it a lot. Therefore I was excited to know that there was a new one waiting for me. So excited, in fact, that I had to call my brother then and there. He wasn't as excited and only laughed at me. Well at first he was confused cause he didn't get it I then told him I was just so excited I had to tell someone and he was the only one who I thought would care. Was I ever surprised. I scanned it to see if I could justify to myself getting it but it was too expensive. At the same time it was probably good cause I'm not finished the first one yet.
On the topic of these types of games Diablo 3 is either out, or should be out soon. I hope it doesn't take me as long to get this one as it did to get 2. I haven't remembered to look up when it's coming out yet though. I'll forget by the time I finish typing this.
I haven't been feeling well for the past couple of days. It's either one thing or a combination of a bunch of things. What I do know is that I have to go to the dentist soon. What started as nothing, then turned into what seemed like a crack is now a hole. So...I should get on that. Sucks though because it could be a baby tooth. Yes I still have baby teeth. Two I think, one does have a tooth under it, the other one doesn't. Something like that, I don't pay attention I just stare at the sticker box and hope I get one. I never do. :(
Anyway, it's going to suck to have to pay to get a baby tooth filled. Especially if its the same one the dentist back home was going to pull in the hopes that the new one would come down. This makes it completely obvious that I am not ready to grow up yet. And perhaps that I'll never grow up (I mean metally, I already know this is as tall as I'm going to get). I'm certainly trying my best not to.
Over the weekend though, I couldn't bring myself to get out of bed. It was pretty bad, I mean...yes I do realize I don't do anything anyway but at least I can usually move to the livingroom and chill out with everyone and be lively. I couldn't even feel happy. It really sucks. I'm much better on the happy front though...until I think of all the shit I have to do.
Anyway, that's all I have for now. Maybe something interesting will spring up for next time.
Friday, January 16, 2009
Just thinking...
So, I had made myself some food and was sitting at the table eating and thinking. I looked down at the general tao chicken I had microwaved. I started wondering who general tao was. Along with that I started wondering why they would do him the dishonor of naming, of all things, chicken after him. I kept eating, but there was so much sauce and it has a very strong taste I started thinking that I couldn't taste much chicken. Therefore all I was tasting was general tao. I threw up a little in my mouth.
I still couldn't taste the chicken.
Then I started thinking another random thing. Such as, why don't cats or any mammals really have belly buttons. Maybe they do but i just never found one. Or there's probably a perfectly simple explaination for it but I'm no scientist.
Well as for random thoughts i only have two. I have to work on this...
Since school started I haven't had much time to type any of these, well that and fast internet. Both of these things take up a lot of time. I just get so happy when I'm able to do things on the internet instead of wait. I'm starting to get a pretty good schedule on the go now, all I have to do is stick to it now. That is the hard part.
I was really happy the other day, because for awhile now I've been sleeping on a leaky air matress...I think I went over this...but I can't remember. Anyway, I went rummaging in the basement and found the other air matress that my brother had left here. I thought it was bigger so it wouldn't fit on the frame, but figured it would still be ok because if it did leak or whatever a flat floor would be better in my back then a metal rod. But it was about the same size so it fit perfectly on the frame! I can't believe I'm this excited about it...
Oh and I totally did talk about this before, it's coming back to me now.
I'm glad that it worked out or I was going to explode in anger at someone who didn't deserve it. Mostly because:
1. Seems like whenever I try to study, someone is bugging me to come out of my room or fix whatever problem they're having.
2. I'm constantly cold. My room is cold, for the most part upstairs is cold. But when I go down to the basement it's comfy and warm. Along with this, the cold problem could be fixed if it were for the cat. We have to keep the cat downstairs, door closed and no heat can rise up here...I think I made that clear now.
3. I go to the mall with a roommate and she buys a bunch of stuff like sheets, matress cover, duvet and the like for her queen size bed in the basement. Then I would go to my room and see the single air matress with the big dent in the middle because all the air is out of it, I could also see my breath.
I know it's nothing to really be mad at. It's not their fault I suck.
Anyway, that's all I have for now, and really I wanted to get that random stuff down before I forgot about it then I'd sit in my cold room trying to remember what that one interesting thing was...
ok so not that interesting...
I still couldn't taste the chicken.
Then I started thinking another random thing. Such as, why don't cats or any mammals really have belly buttons. Maybe they do but i just never found one. Or there's probably a perfectly simple explaination for it but I'm no scientist.
Well as for random thoughts i only have two. I have to work on this...
Since school started I haven't had much time to type any of these, well that and fast internet. Both of these things take up a lot of time. I just get so happy when I'm able to do things on the internet instead of wait. I'm starting to get a pretty good schedule on the go now, all I have to do is stick to it now. That is the hard part.
I was really happy the other day, because for awhile now I've been sleeping on a leaky air matress...I think I went over this...but I can't remember. Anyway, I went rummaging in the basement and found the other air matress that my brother had left here. I thought it was bigger so it wouldn't fit on the frame, but figured it would still be ok because if it did leak or whatever a flat floor would be better in my back then a metal rod. But it was about the same size so it fit perfectly on the frame! I can't believe I'm this excited about it...
Oh and I totally did talk about this before, it's coming back to me now.
I'm glad that it worked out or I was going to explode in anger at someone who didn't deserve it. Mostly because:
1. Seems like whenever I try to study, someone is bugging me to come out of my room or fix whatever problem they're having.
2. I'm constantly cold. My room is cold, for the most part upstairs is cold. But when I go down to the basement it's comfy and warm. Along with this, the cold problem could be fixed if it were for the cat. We have to keep the cat downstairs, door closed and no heat can rise up here...I think I made that clear now.
3. I go to the mall with a roommate and she buys a bunch of stuff like sheets, matress cover, duvet and the like for her queen size bed in the basement. Then I would go to my room and see the single air matress with the big dent in the middle because all the air is out of it, I could also see my breath.
I know it's nothing to really be mad at. It's not their fault I suck.
Anyway, that's all I have for now, and really I wanted to get that random stuff down before I forgot about it then I'd sit in my cold room trying to remember what that one interesting thing was...
ok so not that interesting...
Thursday, January 8, 2009
Gaaaaahh....
So I am coming to you live from Halifax airport! And to prove I'm live....PENIS!
Anyway, yeah I'm stuck in Halifax a little longer than I expected to be. First of all, there was bad weather last night, so to make sure I could get to the airport I had to stay at my Grannie's. That's not horrible, I mean I got to eat at the casino and shop around with my brother, it was pretty nice to hang out before I left. I got an awesome hoodie too, only because I lost my grey one to the piles of clothes in the basement. So we chilled out, watched a movie. After that, I got up at seven to get ready and make the potentially dangerous cab ride to the airport thanks to snow and freezing rain the night before. So I get there, to find that my flight has been delayed again and that it might interfere with my connecting flight. Shit. Buddy says I might still make it though...oh and the shocker of this conversation was him showing me my boarding pass to get to Halifax and that it didn't have seat number on it. Apparently they overbooked the flight so even though I...er..my dad booked it in October I was still on standby. Piss. So luckily some guy decided he was going to fly another day and I got his seat.
So, I missed my connecting flight and am now stuck in the airport until possibly 450, if not then, then i do have a seat on a flight at 8 which means it will have taken me a full day, 12 hours, to fly from sydney to st. john's. Fuck.
Also, I managed to embarass myself further by trying to order starbucks by myself. There wasn't even a huge menu thingie. I was the only one there and they said hello so I panicked! I said something about a vanilla bean...I only saw one thing up there so I thought that's all I'd have to say. No. Her mocking expression told me no. So she asked "Vanilla bean what?" and I stood there like a deer in headlights. I had no clue, so she started listing...so many inos...I got something though so it worked out ok, I only lost some of my dignity. Too much dignity takes away you fun, that's what I'm going to say for now.
Strangely enough, with all this standby and different flights I get the strange feeling that I'll end up in St. John's, but my luggage won't. Especially with Air Canada. Anyway, I suppose that's it for now, I'm sure I'll have something else to complain about when I get...if I get...to St. John's. I know, I know could have been a lot worse :P
Anyway, yeah I'm stuck in Halifax a little longer than I expected to be. First of all, there was bad weather last night, so to make sure I could get to the airport I had to stay at my Grannie's. That's not horrible, I mean I got to eat at the casino and shop around with my brother, it was pretty nice to hang out before I left. I got an awesome hoodie too, only because I lost my grey one to the piles of clothes in the basement. So we chilled out, watched a movie. After that, I got up at seven to get ready and make the potentially dangerous cab ride to the airport thanks to snow and freezing rain the night before. So I get there, to find that my flight has been delayed again and that it might interfere with my connecting flight. Shit. Buddy says I might still make it though...oh and the shocker of this conversation was him showing me my boarding pass to get to Halifax and that it didn't have seat number on it. Apparently they overbooked the flight so even though I...er..my dad booked it in October I was still on standby. Piss. So luckily some guy decided he was going to fly another day and I got his seat.
So, I missed my connecting flight and am now stuck in the airport until possibly 450, if not then, then i do have a seat on a flight at 8 which means it will have taken me a full day, 12 hours, to fly from sydney to st. john's. Fuck.
Also, I managed to embarass myself further by trying to order starbucks by myself. There wasn't even a huge menu thingie. I was the only one there and they said hello so I panicked! I said something about a vanilla bean...I only saw one thing up there so I thought that's all I'd have to say. No. Her mocking expression told me no. So she asked "Vanilla bean what?" and I stood there like a deer in headlights. I had no clue, so she started listing...so many inos...I got something though so it worked out ok, I only lost some of my dignity. Too much dignity takes away you fun, that's what I'm going to say for now.
Strangely enough, with all this standby and different flights I get the strange feeling that I'll end up in St. John's, but my luggage won't. Especially with Air Canada. Anyway, I suppose that's it for now, I'm sure I'll have something else to complain about when I get...if I get...to St. John's. I know, I know could have been a lot worse :P
Saturday, January 3, 2009
Here it goes again...
So, what seems to be an at home tradition for me is hanging out with this one person I have not seen in at least four months. Well the first time it was a little more than 'hanging out' but I won't get into that. At least not yet, I'll wait until I'm even more angry, instead of my normal everyday amount. Long story short I got the 'you go to school too far away' excuse.
Anyway, for some reason people come to me with problems. I've told them I don't really care but they tell me anyway. Sometimes I don't mind giving an opinion or helping out, but if you're not going to even consider my advice then don't bother. Also, if your problem is stupid like, 'I'm miserable in my relationship. I'm so confused I don't know what to do.' I've told you what to do dump him/her...it's really not that complicated. Then you get the whole 'but I love them'. REALLY? They make you miserable but you love them...That makes perfect sense to me. Anyway, stuff like that is basically what I had to listen to the car ride in, but we haven't seen each other in a while so I just listened. All the while thinking, you have to stop watching teen dramas. You'll feel a lot better if you do.
The whole night wasn't horrible tho. There was three of us, and we watched a movie then played Gears of War 2...well one played we watched cause to be honest I didn't want to embarrass myself too badly. I do that on my own. I was supposed to be home by one though, and when I asked what time it was he said twenty to two. So...inside I was pissed at myself. Mainly because I was thinking...I could have been home a half hour ago? Shit.
....This is why I have no friends.
Well, that and because I never leave my room.
I head back to Newfoundland on Thursday, hopefully this semester will be just as much 'fun' as the first. Fun is in quotations because I mainly just hope that this semester isn't going to be any worse. Walking in bad weather, being kept in the basement when people are over so I won't embarrass them, trying to make sure one doesn't use the stove, the other doesn't go on kijiji, and the third doesn't get back in the house. I can't control everyone, I'm sorry! Then there were people falling down stairs, creepy looking guys knocking on windows, and over flowing dishwashers with me on my knees holding glasses under the streams so the floor doesn't get full of water and suds. Trust me it wasn't my idea. Speaking of floods there was the flooded basement, and wringing out towels to clean it up. And...that cat.
Even though I went out, there's still nothing really going on. Maybe I should just stay in my room for now on.
Anyway, for some reason people come to me with problems. I've told them I don't really care but they tell me anyway. Sometimes I don't mind giving an opinion or helping out, but if you're not going to even consider my advice then don't bother. Also, if your problem is stupid like, 'I'm miserable in my relationship. I'm so confused I don't know what to do.' I've told you what to do dump him/her...it's really not that complicated. Then you get the whole 'but I love them'. REALLY? They make you miserable but you love them...That makes perfect sense to me. Anyway, stuff like that is basically what I had to listen to the car ride in, but we haven't seen each other in a while so I just listened. All the while thinking, you have to stop watching teen dramas. You'll feel a lot better if you do.
The whole night wasn't horrible tho. There was three of us, and we watched a movie then played Gears of War 2...well one played we watched cause to be honest I didn't want to embarrass myself too badly. I do that on my own. I was supposed to be home by one though, and when I asked what time it was he said twenty to two. So...inside I was pissed at myself. Mainly because I was thinking...I could have been home a half hour ago? Shit.
....This is why I have no friends.
Well, that and because I never leave my room.
I head back to Newfoundland on Thursday, hopefully this semester will be just as much 'fun' as the first. Fun is in quotations because I mainly just hope that this semester isn't going to be any worse. Walking in bad weather, being kept in the basement when people are over so I won't embarrass them, trying to make sure one doesn't use the stove, the other doesn't go on kijiji, and the third doesn't get back in the house. I can't control everyone, I'm sorry! Then there were people falling down stairs, creepy looking guys knocking on windows, and over flowing dishwashers with me on my knees holding glasses under the streams so the floor doesn't get full of water and suds. Trust me it wasn't my idea. Speaking of floods there was the flooded basement, and wringing out towels to clean it up. And...that cat.
Even though I went out, there's still nothing really going on. Maybe I should just stay in my room for now on.
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