Greetings faithful readers - that is if I have any left. I know, I’ve been really awful with keeping this blog running lately, but I’m still here! (Whatever that is really worth)
I am writing this post from the car; I was watching Melrose Place but my laptop - which is both ghetto and evil - has started to skip the discs making it impossible to enjoy and unbearable to sit through. I’m sure that you are all laughing at the fact that I describe my laptop, a non living thing, as evil - but it’s true. Personally, I feel that it is just another obstacle I must overcome as I courageously fight my war against household appliances. Just the other day the ‘f’ key was not working and instead of typing just a single f, it ended up typing four, or perhaps I should say, ffffour. Of course, when I tried to delete the other three f’s, it treated the whole thing as a single entity. Naturally this occurred at the worst possible moment when I had to email a teacher to ask a favour, and as a result, I probably looked like a giant loser. Or as my sister would say, loserific. Of course, he probably expected nothing less. *eye twitches*
I’m kind of whiny right now, but that is what happens when you sit in a car for what seems like eternity. I swear, with every kilometre that goes by, I feel my soul dying a little bit. All car ride, no outside make me a dull girl … No, no, must not enter madness, must not enter madness … Ah, screw it. I think that I was already nuts for agreeing to drive up here - damn you self, why didn’t you fly like your parents wanted you to?!?!
Blah blah blabity blah blah. Really, there is no point to this post other than to attempt to express what I am feeling right now. I’ve never really been good at sharing my feelings with others, but I think right now it goes along the line of !@!)(#)&(@$!&#(&(!@.
Mofo. Mofo. Mofo.
2010/03/29
Dear My Poor Neglected Blog,
It appears that you are too good for me, and that I have fallen back into my nasty habit of being just too gosh darned busy to pay any attention to you. I apologize for this sincerely, and hope that we will soon be reconciled.
Last week was the week after March break where I had several - ok, three - projects due. Naturally, being the procrastinator I am, I did not even begin these projects until, oh, Sunday night. As a result, about every night that week I went to bed at ... oh, the earliest was 1:00 am, and the latest, I'm pretty sure you don't want to know. That was a major time suck right there.
This week I have been gallivanting across the country, or the Eastern part of the country to be more exact, and have spent the better parts of my day trapped in a little silver sedan that is so leg-cramping that I want to pluck out all my eyebrows. On the plus side, these buckets of time that I have encountered have allowed me to rekindle my love with Melrose Place (the old fogey's version) and so far I am about 1/3 of the way through Season 2.
Yes, my dear blog, if you are guessing the reason that I am currently writing to you right now is because I am procrastinating, you know me too well. I should be writing something up for a teacher at my school, who I feel you should know, is not actually my teacher. Blurgh.
Blurgh. Blurgh. Blurgh. Is all I really have to say about that. Or about homework in general.
My dear blog, my time is dwindling and I feel that I should put the remainder of it to better use: ie. actually writing up what my mother thinks I am :). And with that, I say good-bye, hopefully not forever, but you never know when I am concerned.
-Your (not-so) faithful Sunscreen Addict
Last week was the week after March break where I had several - ok, three - projects due. Naturally, being the procrastinator I am, I did not even begin these projects until, oh, Sunday night. As a result, about every night that week I went to bed at ... oh, the earliest was 1:00 am, and the latest, I'm pretty sure you don't want to know. That was a major time suck right there.
This week I have been gallivanting across the country, or the Eastern part of the country to be more exact, and have spent the better parts of my day trapped in a little silver sedan that is so leg-cramping that I want to pluck out all my eyebrows. On the plus side, these buckets of time that I have encountered have allowed me to rekindle my love with Melrose Place (the old fogey's version) and so far I am about 1/3 of the way through Season 2.
Yes, my dear blog, if you are guessing the reason that I am currently writing to you right now is because I am procrastinating, you know me too well. I should be writing something up for a teacher at my school, who I feel you should know, is not actually my teacher. Blurgh.
Blurgh. Blurgh. Blurgh. Is all I really have to say about that. Or about homework in general.
My dear blog, my time is dwindling and I feel that I should put the remainder of it to better use: ie. actually writing up what my mother thinks I am :). And with that, I say good-bye, hopefully not forever, but you never know when I am concerned.
-Your (not-so) faithful Sunscreen Addict
2010/03/05
Boredom = List-a-poolooza
Hey guys .. So I'm bored so I thought that I would post. But I don't feel the greatest and I definitely don't feel like typing out some long story so I am going to do something different - but don't worry, during my spare today, after doing some mind-numbing sociology homework, I wrote down like .. 10 blog ideas .. In like 5 minutes .. So the lack of story-telling lately is not because I don't have any stories, but more like I'm too lazy to put the effort in typing them out (I'm bad like that). Because lets face it, God help me if I ever run out of stories. Stories are like .. my life - seriously - I love telling them and they make me who I am, without a doubt.
If you read one of my earlier posts you know that I like making lists, if for no other reason, the idea that they make me seem accomplished (that could be faulty logic though). I thought that I would just list some of my favourite things to not only let you get to know me better, but so later in my life I can look back and reflect on how much I changed, or see how I didn't if that is the case.
I'll start with the biggest cliche on the planet, if not to just get it over with. (Note: all of these are in order starting with my most favouritest - I am aware that's not a word:D)
Favourite Movies
1. Shawshank Redemption (Brill movie, seriously, most people are a bit surprised when I tell them that but it's true, I love it - I especially love the warden's little round glasses that really emphasize his chubby cheeks)
2. Green Mile (I know he's like really old and everything but .. Tom Hanks was a dapper fellow, good actor - with the exception of the Da Vinci Code, but lets be honest, the script didn't give him a whole lot to work with; A monkey could have played his part. Dean was good looking and I don't think I can describe how much I hated Percy. The character development in this movie was very well done and I just like it)
3. Big Fish (It's about my favourite thing in the world: story-telling, need I say more?! Plus I think that Tim Burton is a creative genius)
4. Finding Neverland (Again, its about creating stories and letting imagination take you to places that you never would have dreamed about. Imagination, to me, is one of the best things to have in this life)
Biggest Pet Peeves
1. Socks and Sandals (This .. bothers me haha. What's even worse are those guys who have Birkenstocks, knee-high white socks, short shorts and a fanny pack - Com'on .. I think we all know the type of guys that I am talking about! Like really, would it hurt to crack open a fashion magazine? Or .. just look in a mirror and comprehend how stupid you look?)
2. People who walk slow when you have somewhere to be .. and you are late (I hate these people, yet I have to deal with them every day trying to sprint to my bus. I swear, I sometimes get so mad I have a strong desire to kick them in the legs. Don't worry! I don't actually kick them, I just walk really fast and huff at them).
3. Constant Chanel flipping
4. People who leave the milk completely empty in the fridge and don't change it.
5. People who hover
Books that will change your life
1. The Wealthy Barber (STRONGLY recommend .. It might be weird that a high school student has read and liked this book, but you can only benefit from it)
2. Harry Potter (Cliche I know, but again, it opens up the world of imagination to you)
3. Books written by me (Well .. Duh! They contain so much wisdom and knowledge .. In fact, I'm pretty sure that I'm nearing the point of where I discover the true purpose of life through my writing. I'm awesome, no really, I am. YOU MUST BUY A BOOK IF YOU SEE I WROTE IT! I WILL HUNT YOU DOWN IF YOU DON'T!)
Favourite Clothing Items
1. Shoes (I swear .. I have .. Borderline 50 pairs of shoes .. It is sooo bad. And I only wear like .. 10 of them regularly.)
2. Jackets
3. Socks (My feet are literal blocks of ice - socks help this)
Favourite Brands of Sunscreen (I had to throw this in!)
1. Coppertone(I love the smell of Coppertone)
2. No-Name (No really, they .. have amazing sunscreen)
3. Banana Boat
4. Neutrogena
**In the summer I literally don't leave the house without my sunscreen ... And I slather it on the minute I know I am going outside .. It doesn't even matter if I am only going out for 5 minutes .. I can not function without putting some on. You all might have thought the name of my blog was a joke .. But it's true .. I am a sunscreen addict**
Favourite Smells
1. Coppertone Sunscreen
2. Car AC
3. Campfires
4. Grass in the spring
5. Fall Mornings
6. Old books
Least Favourite Foods
1. Bananas
2. Hamburgers
3. Ketchup (Is that a food? It doesn't matter, I don't like it)
4. Tuna Casserole
5. Chicken Casserole
6. Hash-Brown Casserole
7. Really, any kind of casserole
8. Banana Bread
9. Meatloaf
10. Fish
11. Melon of any sort
12. I'm starting to think it would have been easier to list the foods I do like :P
Bad Habits
1. Procrastination (People, ahem - teachers, don't realize how bad I am at procrastinating. It is SO bad. I do .. major projects the night before, all the time. I have always done my ISPs the night before, especially English essays, my Writers Craft project, lab reports. I also don't study for tests OR EXAMS the night before too .. Even my monster biology exam last year, I didn't start till the night before. Honestly, it is amazing I get the marks that I do because ... Wow lol)
2. I crack my knuckles way too much
3. I don't pay attention as much as I should
4. I stay up way too late
5. I eat massive amounts of junk food
I'm tired now so I think that I am going to stop. Looking back, these lists were extremely random (but then again, do you expect anything less from me?).. I promise I will blog a story within the next couple of days after I sleep (aah .. sleep .. That's a concept that has been foreign to me this week).
I'll give you a preview: the title of the post will be "No woman you don't understand, I want to go to Tokyo!"
If you read one of my earlier posts you know that I like making lists, if for no other reason, the idea that they make me seem accomplished (that could be faulty logic though). I thought that I would just list some of my favourite things to not only let you get to know me better, but so later in my life I can look back and reflect on how much I changed, or see how I didn't if that is the case.
I'll start with the biggest cliche on the planet, if not to just get it over with. (Note: all of these are in order starting with my most favouritest - I am aware that's not a word:D)
Favourite Movies
1. Shawshank Redemption (Brill movie, seriously, most people are a bit surprised when I tell them that but it's true, I love it - I especially love the warden's little round glasses that really emphasize his chubby cheeks)
2. Green Mile (I know he's like really old and everything but .. Tom Hanks was a dapper fellow, good actor - with the exception of the Da Vinci Code, but lets be honest, the script didn't give him a whole lot to work with; A monkey could have played his part. Dean was good looking and I don't think I can describe how much I hated Percy. The character development in this movie was very well done and I just like it)
3. Big Fish (It's about my favourite thing in the world: story-telling, need I say more?! Plus I think that Tim Burton is a creative genius)
4. Finding Neverland (Again, its about creating stories and letting imagination take you to places that you never would have dreamed about. Imagination, to me, is one of the best things to have in this life)
Biggest Pet Peeves
1. Socks and Sandals (This .. bothers me haha. What's even worse are those guys who have Birkenstocks, knee-high white socks, short shorts and a fanny pack - Com'on .. I think we all know the type of guys that I am talking about! Like really, would it hurt to crack open a fashion magazine? Or .. just look in a mirror and comprehend how stupid you look?)
2. People who walk slow when you have somewhere to be .. and you are late (I hate these people, yet I have to deal with them every day trying to sprint to my bus. I swear, I sometimes get so mad I have a strong desire to kick them in the legs. Don't worry! I don't actually kick them, I just walk really fast and huff at them).
3. Constant Chanel flipping
4. People who leave the milk completely empty in the fridge and don't change it.
5. People who hover
Books that will change your life
1. The Wealthy Barber (STRONGLY recommend .. It might be weird that a high school student has read and liked this book, but you can only benefit from it)
2. Harry Potter (Cliche I know, but again, it opens up the world of imagination to you)
3. Books written by me (Well .. Duh! They contain so much wisdom and knowledge .. In fact, I'm pretty sure that I'm nearing the point of where I discover the true purpose of life through my writing. I'm awesome, no really, I am. YOU MUST BUY A BOOK IF YOU SEE I WROTE IT! I WILL HUNT YOU DOWN IF YOU DON'T!)
Favourite Clothing Items
1. Shoes (I swear .. I have .. Borderline 50 pairs of shoes .. It is sooo bad. And I only wear like .. 10 of them regularly.)
2. Jackets
3. Socks (My feet are literal blocks of ice - socks help this)
Favourite Brands of Sunscreen (I had to throw this in!)
1. Coppertone(I love the smell of Coppertone)
2. No-Name (No really, they .. have amazing sunscreen)
3. Banana Boat
4. Neutrogena
**In the summer I literally don't leave the house without my sunscreen ... And I slather it on the minute I know I am going outside .. It doesn't even matter if I am only going out for 5 minutes .. I can not function without putting some on. You all might have thought the name of my blog was a joke .. But it's true .. I am a sunscreen addict**
Favourite Smells
1. Coppertone Sunscreen
2. Car AC
3. Campfires
4. Grass in the spring
5. Fall Mornings
6. Old books
Least Favourite Foods
1. Bananas
2. Hamburgers
3. Ketchup (Is that a food? It doesn't matter, I don't like it)
4. Tuna Casserole
5. Chicken Casserole
6. Hash-Brown Casserole
7. Really, any kind of casserole
8. Banana Bread
9. Meatloaf
10. Fish
11. Melon of any sort
12. I'm starting to think it would have been easier to list the foods I do like :P
Bad Habits
1. Procrastination (People, ahem - teachers, don't realize how bad I am at procrastinating. It is SO bad. I do .. major projects the night before, all the time. I have always done my ISPs the night before, especially English essays, my Writers Craft project, lab reports. I also don't study for tests OR EXAMS the night before too .. Even my monster biology exam last year, I didn't start till the night before. Honestly, it is amazing I get the marks that I do because ... Wow lol)
2. I crack my knuckles way too much
3. I don't pay attention as much as I should
4. I stay up way too late
5. I eat massive amounts of junk food
I'm tired now so I think that I am going to stop. Looking back, these lists were extremely random (but then again, do you expect anything less from me?).. I promise I will blog a story within the next couple of days after I sleep (aah .. sleep .. That's a concept that has been foreign to me this week).
I'll give you a preview: the title of the post will be "No woman you don't understand, I want to go to Tokyo!"
2010/02/21
Swearing
My mother has a thing about swearing, as most mothers do. However, instead of just ignoring it, as I feel most mothers do, she docks money every time she catches you swearing. (Words such as damn, ass and hell are ok, although they do warrant an eye-twitch and pursing of the lips)
Normally, I do not mind this rule as I do not swear often, and if I do, it's either under my breath or when I am alone and have tripped over something, as I often do. Those who know me personally know this: I often say darn or shoot (like a seven year old) rather than ... well ... you know what.
In fact, one time I casually swore in front of my friend, TJ, and he was utterly appalled, I believe his exact words were, "Oh my god, you swear?! I didn't know you swore!", followed by his jaw dropping beyond the floor.
I personally think that swearing, especially the more serious words, like the f-bomb, make you sound stupid. Come'on. Really? You can't think of any other words to describe your feelings/the situation/whatever than the f-bomb? Granted, even I use it once and awhile, so it's understandable but I am talking about people who feel the need to drop the f-bomb every 20 seconds, just for the sake of saying it: It is so not necessary!
(It should be noted that I am talking about using swear words aloud/in conversation; I have no problem writing swear words because it either 1) is necessary for the character/piece that you are writing or 2) (in the case of one of my previous posts) it brings attention to a certain point that I want to make).
In my opinion, I am the person who suffers the least from my mother's imposition/punishment. Being the sadistic sister I am, I often take pleasure in when my brother and sister swear and mock them/laugh at them (I know, I am SO nice!).
Last Friday, however, was a different story. Do you ever have those days where it is such a bad day that devil inside you materializes and takes over? Where, even though you know what you are doing or saying is unreasonable, you just can't stop it and you keep going, and going, and going? I had one of those days.
Looking back, I think that if anyone outside of my family saw me that morning, whooo-eee, they would be ... speechless. Really. I was awful.
How awful? I broke my record of losing, at most, $2.00 a week because of swearing. I lost .. wait for it .. $8.50 in ONE DAY! (And that's just what my mother heard)
*embarrassed face*
That was a bad day ... I don't know what the point of this post was ... I guess it was kind of a rant/message that appearances can be deceiving (even the classic "good" girl has her bad days). Keep in mind I'm writing this at 12:00 am, and I only got five hours of sleep last night.
Sheesh! You can't expect everything I say to be coherent .. or even have a point at all!
;)
Normally, I do not mind this rule as I do not swear often, and if I do, it's either under my breath or when I am alone and have tripped over something, as I often do. Those who know me personally know this: I often say darn or shoot (like a seven year old) rather than ... well ... you know what.
In fact, one time I casually swore in front of my friend, TJ, and he was utterly appalled, I believe his exact words were, "Oh my god, you swear?! I didn't know you swore!", followed by his jaw dropping beyond the floor.
I personally think that swearing, especially the more serious words, like the f-bomb, make you sound stupid. Come'on. Really? You can't think of any other words to describe your feelings/the situation/whatever than the f-bomb? Granted, even I use it once and awhile, so it's understandable but I am talking about people who feel the need to drop the f-bomb every 20 seconds, just for the sake of saying it: It is so not necessary!
(It should be noted that I am talking about using swear words aloud/in conversation; I have no problem writing swear words because it either 1) is necessary for the character/piece that you are writing or 2) (in the case of one of my previous posts) it brings attention to a certain point that I want to make).
In my opinion, I am the person who suffers the least from my mother's imposition/punishment. Being the sadistic sister I am, I often take pleasure in when my brother and sister swear and mock them/laugh at them (I know, I am SO nice!).
Last Friday, however, was a different story. Do you ever have those days where it is such a bad day that devil inside you materializes and takes over? Where, even though you know what you are doing or saying is unreasonable, you just can't stop it and you keep going, and going, and going? I had one of those days.
Looking back, I think that if anyone outside of my family saw me that morning, whooo-eee, they would be ... speechless. Really. I was awful.
How awful? I broke my record of losing, at most, $2.00 a week because of swearing. I lost .. wait for it .. $8.50 in ONE DAY! (And that's just what my mother heard)
*embarrassed face*
That was a bad day ... I don't know what the point of this post was ... I guess it was kind of a rant/message that appearances can be deceiving (even the classic "good" girl has her bad days). Keep in mind I'm writing this at 12:00 am, and I only got five hours of sleep last night.
Sheesh! You can't expect everything I say to be coherent .. or even have a point at all!
;)
Misc.
Hey whoever reads this ... I really have no idea who that actually is. Now that I think about it, I don't really care if anyone reads this or not because I started this blog with only two purposes in mind.
The first would be kind of an online journal/memory thing that I will hopefully look back on for some laughs when I'm older. I love reading stuff from when I am younger (like my failed attempt at keeping a diary - I will have to post about that sometime because my one and only diary from when I was five-seven years old .. is simply hilarious).
The second would be to kind of get my feelings out (as would be the point of the post below). Time and time again I have been accused of bottling up my feelings and letting them build up slowly until I a) erupt violently or b) develop gray hair. (I'm just kidding about the latter ... sort of ... although some days I wonder).
It is currently 11:14 pm on a Sunday night and I am having the hardest time falling asleep. Which, come to think of it, is odd because ... 6 months ago I was out like a light at nine and if I didn't get at least 9 hours of sleep I simply couldn't function the next day. Now, heck, I'm lucky to get 5 hours of sleep and I'm am uber grumpy and tired all the time - but I still can't fall to sleep earlier.
I don't think that there is really a point to this post other than the fact that I am thinking about adding some more diversity to the blog. Really, I'm not asking for your opinion since I have already made up my mind .. but I'm just letting you know. I actually think that you will find it hilarious (like all my other posts ;)) since everyone that I tell in person seems to think so.
I currently have my Childhood Recollections as well as my pointless rambles as well as just a few updates regarding my life (as well as some things that I just have to get off my chest). I will, in the future, also be blogging about my dreams.
I have ... dreams all the time and I am lucky, or unlucky - depending on which way you look at it, to remember more than most would. And these dreams, the majority of the time just CRAZY ASS WEIRD. Seriously, as a writer, my dreams inspire me all the time and are the inspiration for some of the stories that I write (other inspirations would be my long tangents of thoughts, as well as my family). You will know what I mean by CRAZY ASS WEIRD soon .. because I will begin to enlighten you on the crazy ass weirdness of them all.
So keep an eye out for those kind of posts.
The first would be kind of an online journal/memory thing that I will hopefully look back on for some laughs when I'm older. I love reading stuff from when I am younger (like my failed attempt at keeping a diary - I will have to post about that sometime because my one and only diary from when I was five-seven years old .. is simply hilarious).
The second would be to kind of get my feelings out (as would be the point of the post below). Time and time again I have been accused of bottling up my feelings and letting them build up slowly until I a) erupt violently or b) develop gray hair. (I'm just kidding about the latter ... sort of ... although some days I wonder).
It is currently 11:14 pm on a Sunday night and I am having the hardest time falling asleep. Which, come to think of it, is odd because ... 6 months ago I was out like a light at nine and if I didn't get at least 9 hours of sleep I simply couldn't function the next day. Now, heck, I'm lucky to get 5 hours of sleep and I'm am uber grumpy and tired all the time - but I still can't fall to sleep earlier.
I don't think that there is really a point to this post other than the fact that I am thinking about adding some more diversity to the blog. Really, I'm not asking for your opinion since I have already made up my mind .. but I'm just letting you know. I actually think that you will find it hilarious (like all my other posts ;)) since everyone that I tell in person seems to think so.
I currently have my Childhood Recollections as well as my pointless rambles as well as just a few updates regarding my life (as well as some things that I just have to get off my chest). I will, in the future, also be blogging about my dreams.
I have ... dreams all the time and I am lucky, or unlucky - depending on which way you look at it, to remember more than most would. And these dreams, the majority of the time just CRAZY ASS WEIRD. Seriously, as a writer, my dreams inspire me all the time and are the inspiration for some of the stories that I write (other inspirations would be my long tangents of thoughts, as well as my family). You will know what I mean by CRAZY ASS WEIRD soon .. because I will begin to enlighten you on the crazy ass weirdness of them all.
So keep an eye out for those kind of posts.
2010/02/19
In case YOU read this ...
When I look at you, I feel nothing. And do you know what? I don't even feel bad for feeling nothing, even though my I tell myself I should.
You were my "best" "friend" for ... years. I don't even remember the last thing I verbally said to you. Almost everyday we talked for hours, in person, on msn, yet I don't remember the last words I spoke, the last joke we had. And it's been months. Months.
Months.
You never even knew me. You didn't know what life was like for me, or the things that I had to go through, or how some people, people that I trusted, have put me through hell and back because I'm not necessarily the same. You never understood why I never opened up, and you never tried to. And the part that really gets me, you never really cared. You were so fucking self absorbed. As long as you were happy, I didn't matter. When your life was shattered in a million pieces on the floor, I was expected to clean up the mess.
I was always second, usually third, best, always cast off to the wayside. I stopped being your friend because, unlike you, I have respect for myself, and enough was enough. You can blame me, and shoot daggers at me in the hallways, and spread fucking lies about me, and tell yourself that it was me: I blew up for no reason. The truth is, I saw it coming miles away, in slow motion: it was a long time coming, and you were just to self-involved to see it.
How sad is it that instead of consoling myself about a friendship lost and blah blah blah, I felt relieved, and dare I say, glad.
I honestly don't care, I wrote this in case YOU read this, get over it - I have. Stop. Just stop. And you know what I want you to stop.
Just stop.
And, do yourself a favor, buy a dictionary.
You were my "best" "friend" for ... years. I don't even remember the last thing I verbally said to you. Almost everyday we talked for hours, in person, on msn, yet I don't remember the last words I spoke, the last joke we had. And it's been months. Months.
Months.
You never even knew me. You didn't know what life was like for me, or the things that I had to go through, or how some people, people that I trusted, have put me through hell and back because I'm not necessarily the same. You never understood why I never opened up, and you never tried to. And the part that really gets me, you never really cared. You were so fucking self absorbed. As long as you were happy, I didn't matter. When your life was shattered in a million pieces on the floor, I was expected to clean up the mess.
I was always second, usually third, best, always cast off to the wayside. I stopped being your friend because, unlike you, I have respect for myself, and enough was enough. You can blame me, and shoot daggers at me in the hallways, and spread fucking lies about me, and tell yourself that it was me: I blew up for no reason. The truth is, I saw it coming miles away, in slow motion: it was a long time coming, and you were just to self-involved to see it.
How sad is it that instead of consoling myself about a friendship lost and blah blah blah, I felt relieved, and dare I say, glad.
I honestly don't care, I wrote this in case YOU read this, get over it - I have. Stop. Just stop. And you know what I want you to stop.
Just stop.
And, do yourself a favor, buy a dictionary.
2010/02/08
VICTORY IS MINE
I GOT ACCEPTED TO MOUNT ALLISON!!
THIS WAS THE ONLY UNIVERSITY THAT I HADN'T HEARD BACK FROM SO I WAS GETTING NERVOUS HAHA!
YAYAYAYAYAYAYAY!
I'M REALLY EXCITED - IT IS MY FIRST CHOICE!
THIS WAS THE ONLY UNIVERSITY THAT I HADN'T HEARD BACK FROM SO I WAS GETTING NERVOUS HAHA!
YAYAYAYAYAYAYAY!
I'M REALLY EXCITED - IT IS MY FIRST CHOICE!
2010/02/07
Erghh
I know ... I haven't posted a funny story in awhile. Who knew school would be so busy? Not me.
I'm currently juggling not only copious amounts of homework, but also university shiz and scholarship stuff.
I mean, ON THE FIRST WEEKEND OF THE NEW SEMESTER I have Data Management (math questions), Law (read and summarize an article, as well as read textbook questions and answer), Soc (read and summarize a textbook section, write an essay) and History (read and answer textbook stuff).
Plus I also have an essay to do for a scholarship I'm applying for. Fabulous.
(Oh and it's Sunday and I haven't started any of this stuff)
Anyway, I'm posting a video for a friend who asked to see some sketches. I figured a video was so much easier than taking 10 pictures and uploading them individually. And let's be honest, I don't really think I have the time.
There's no sound because I have a little throat bug and I'm pretty sure that you don't want to hear a raspy devil sound.
Keep your insults to yourself :)
1) Queen Nefertiti
2) Random face
3) Random face
*ignore full body pose and shoe*
4) Random face
5) Shiloh Jolie-Pitt
*ignore unfinished iPod ad*
6) Random face
7) Rhianna - her arm isn't finished cuz I ran out of steam :P
*ignore random doodles*
8) Michelle Tratchenburg - I just started that one so it's not done
9) Random face
I'm currently juggling not only copious amounts of homework, but also university shiz and scholarship stuff.
I mean, ON THE FIRST WEEKEND OF THE NEW SEMESTER I have Data Management (math questions), Law (read and summarize an article, as well as read textbook questions and answer), Soc (read and summarize a textbook section, write an essay) and History (read and answer textbook stuff).
Plus I also have an essay to do for a scholarship I'm applying for. Fabulous.
(Oh and it's Sunday and I haven't started any of this stuff)
Anyway, I'm posting a video for a friend who asked to see some sketches. I figured a video was so much easier than taking 10 pictures and uploading them individually. And let's be honest, I don't really think I have the time.
There's no sound because I have a little throat bug and I'm pretty sure that you don't want to hear a raspy devil sound.
Keep your insults to yourself :)
1) Queen Nefertiti
2) Random face
3) Random face
*ignore full body pose and shoe*
4) Random face
5) Shiloh Jolie-Pitt
*ignore unfinished iPod ad*
6) Random face
7) Rhianna - her arm isn't finished cuz I ran out of steam :P
*ignore random doodles*
8) Michelle Tratchenburg - I just started that one so it's not done
9) Random face
2010/02/03
Pet Peeves
I feel like ranting right now. So I'm going to rant.
5-4-3-2-1: Commencing Rant
Everyone has words that they overuse. Like those people who use, “like,” ten times in a sentence?
I know someone who says “literally” all the time. But she doesn’t mean literally. Literally means “the explicit meaning of something.” And she’ll say, “I literally froze to death.” No you didn’t. You’re standing right in front of me. You literally exaggerated, is what you did.
Some people run out of steam when they’re talking. Instead of finishing their sentence they say, “et cetera, et cetera.” Aren’t you supposed to say it once? Saying it twice is just redundant, redundant. I heard someone say, “dot, dot, dot” at the end of a sentence. They’re speaking their punctuation. That’s like asking: “Do you have the time, question mark?” or “You look great, exclamation point.” “Thanks, I’ve been working out, quote unquote.”
Now, don't get the impression that I'm some sort of grammar Nazi, because I'm the exact opposite. But I do think that people should know the basis, because, do you have any idea what you sound like when you repeat yourself? It sounds like you're unglued! And no one will take you seriously. So please, do us all a favour, including yourself, and learn to speak/write properly. Please.
Same deal with there, their, they're.
5-4-3-2-1: Commencing Rant
Everyone has words that they overuse. Like those people who use, “like,” ten times in a sentence?
“He was like, and I was like, and then he was like, what?”It’s the same as “all.”
“I’m all, and she was all and they were all, whatever.”
I know someone who says “literally” all the time. But she doesn’t mean literally. Literally means “the explicit meaning of something.” And she’ll say, “I literally froze to death.” No you didn’t. You’re standing right in front of me. You literally exaggerated, is what you did.
Some people run out of steam when they’re talking. Instead of finishing their sentence they say, “et cetera, et cetera.” Aren’t you supposed to say it once? Saying it twice is just redundant, redundant. I heard someone say, “dot, dot, dot” at the end of a sentence. They’re speaking their punctuation. That’s like asking: “Do you have the time, question mark?” or “You look great, exclamation point.” “Thanks, I’ve been working out, quote unquote.”
Now, don't get the impression that I'm some sort of grammar Nazi, because I'm the exact opposite. But I do think that people should know the basis, because, do you have any idea what you sound like when you repeat yourself? It sounds like you're unglued! And no one will take you seriously. So please, do us all a favour, including yourself, and learn to speak/write properly. Please.
Same deal with there, their, they're.
No, he doesn't live over their. No, there not playing catch. And no, that's not they're book. No, it's not a hard concept to grasp. But yes, it does make you look bad.
Correcting the world, one like, all, and their/there/they're at a time.
Ending Rant.
2010/01/25
Planet Ohmygodaventiseatingmyslipper
Hey guys! I'm quickly popping in, I should be studying geography but I thought that I would take a break and write a quick post.
(Note: This post is absolutely and completely random. If anything, it's more for me to look back on and laugh at, but you're more than welcome to be in on the joke too)
To me it seems that most msn conversations go like this:
Person 1: *sees someone has signed in & initiates a conversation* "Hey"
Person 2: "Hey"
Person 1: "What's up?"
Person 2: "Not too much" *pause* "You?"
Person 1: "Same"
*awkward msn silences ensues*
Person 1: *After several minutes* "So... How about the weather .. Erh.. I mean, I g2g."
You know if you start talking about the weather you are so far beyond doomed it is just best if close the conversation and step away from the computer so you don't damage your reputation more than you already have - if that's even possible.
In today's society weather is like the lowest common denominator. *Raises eyebrow*
I do believe that most normal people will agree with me: this tends to be the norm for msn conversations unless one of the parties need something, then the conversation is basically the same with a more needy tone and is dragged on longer.
However, as you probably know if you read the title (and who doesn't read the title?!), my msn conversations are pretty much the opposite.
Last night I was supposed to be preparing for my co-op examination. Of course, those who know me know that I am the biggest procrastinator in this world, perhaps even this universe. So naturally, I'm on msn talking to anyone who will respond. Below, in screenshots, is just an example of one conversation I had, out of several.
(Please note that names are blacked out for privacy: I'm the person with the black writing, and my friend's is the purple. Click on the pictures to enlarge - please don't strain your pretty little eyeballs: I would hate to be responsible for making you blind, especially with something as stupid as this).
LOL ... And that is what I do when I'm bored/procrastinating.
Damn, I'm cool.
On a side note, I really am from planet Ohmygodaventiseatingmyslipper, but I'm going to ask you to keep that quiet. I really don't want to be kidnapped and stuck in a government lab and then prodded at with *insert a scientifical word here*.
Man, my brain is not working today.
(Note: This post is absolutely and completely random. If anything, it's more for me to look back on and laugh at, but you're more than welcome to be in on the joke too)
To me it seems that most msn conversations go like this:
Person 1: *sees someone has signed in & initiates a conversation* "Hey"
Person 2: "Hey"
Person 1: "What's up?"
Person 2: "Not too much" *pause* "You?"
Person 1: "Same"
*awkward msn silences ensues*
Person 1: *After several minutes* "So... How about the weather .. Erh.. I mean, I g2g."
You know if you start talking about the weather you are so far beyond doomed it is just best if close the conversation and step away from the computer so you don't damage your reputation more than you already have - if that's even possible.
In today's society weather is like the lowest common denominator. *Raises eyebrow*
I do believe that most normal people will agree with me: this tends to be the norm for msn conversations unless one of the parties need something, then the conversation is basically the same with a more needy tone and is dragged on longer.
However, as you probably know if you read the title (and who doesn't read the title?!), my msn conversations are pretty much the opposite.
Last night I was supposed to be preparing for my co-op examination. Of course, those who know me know that I am the biggest procrastinator in this world, perhaps even this universe. So naturally, I'm on msn talking to anyone who will respond. Below, in screenshots, is just an example of one conversation I had, out of several.
(Please note that names are blacked out for privacy: I'm the person with the black writing, and my friend's is the purple. Click on the pictures to enlarge - please don't strain your pretty little eyeballs: I would hate to be responsible for making you blind, especially with something as stupid as this).
LOL ... And that is what I do when I'm bored/procrastinating.
Damn, I'm cool.
On a side note, I really am from planet Ohmygodaventiseatingmyslipper, but I'm going to ask you to keep that quiet. I really don't want to be kidnapped and stuck in a government lab and then prodded at with *insert a scientifical word here*.
Man, my brain is not working today.
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