Black friday was great; bought 3 vests. First 2 are black and from Guess and H&M. The third one from Express, but it's more of a puffy jacket vest than a regular one. speaking of which, the race distribution was interesting; a few went to H&M and the likes (the cheap places). Then there's the Guess and Express like stores... Koreans, Chinese, and Koreans.
Then it's off to Grand Lux whilst wearing the sexiness. All for Jon, *sigh* rofl.
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Racist comment of the day:
I'm in the car with Diane, and there's a car next to us on a turn only lane trying to go straight. He's black. "Wow, first they can't read english, now they can't read signs"
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Visited the cats today, man they're so cute. Then again, they take after their human dad ^_^
P.S.--I got comments from (a) possible individual(s) about how she/they are jealous of my "curvacious body" lmao
Saturday, November 28, 2009
Wednesday, November 25, 2009
Funny Convo
Yeah, so i had this conversation on msn with a friend, and i found it so amusing that i just had to post it. It started off talking about how Leos and Aquariuses and how they're very compatible...and it led to this:
I'm AngelWings and my friend is - -
- - says:
i've seen one thing that i disagree with
"Aquarius could bring spirituality to Leo’s life."
that will never happen O_O
lol
AngelWings says:
u have brought god and faith into my life ^^
i'm going to go to church every day
- - says:
bleeeeeegh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
AngelWings says:
and hate gay people and abortions and liberals
- - says:
*covers self in black makeup and worships satan*
AngelWings says:
and have glow in dark crucifixes hanging all over my room
i'm going to take off these heathen anime wallscrolls and get a big painting of jesus ^^
- - says:
lol
very nice
=P
AngelWings says:
oh oh
and i'm gonna get us matching "I <3 jesus" t-shirts
- - says:
omg
AngelWings says:
with a picture of jesus on there with thumbs up
- - says:
this joke ends now O_O
AngelWings says:
xD
- - says:
lol
AngelWings says:
and then i'm gonna change my email address to "JESUSLOVESYOU@hotmail.com"
- - says:
haha
AngelWings says:
so that everyone will be reminded that jesus loves them too whenever i sign on ^^
- - says:
the very day that happens...
AngelWings says:
and i'm gonna throw away all of my books
and fill it with bibles
but only in english
because god only loves americans
^^
- - says:
the aquarious/leo stuff becomes completely discredited
lol
well..
that's true
we do own
xD
AngelWings says:
lol
and then i'm going to thank you for going to the army because god wants the u.s. to destroy iraq in search of holy oil ^^
which we will use to light the candles upon the alters of GOD
and then the kkk will rise again ^^
*waves american flag*
^^
- - says:
lmao
cute
very cute
AngelWings says:
^.^
- - says:
y'know, i think you know more about these politics than i do
AngelWings says:
thats because god tells it to me through the bible ^^
- - says:
of course
lol
lol, i'm just like...
AngelWings says:
like the commandment that says that you should not hate your neighbor
the iraquis are hating on us because they won't give us their oil and their souls ^^
- - says:
"yeah, i'm in the army now! I'ma be a friggin' Ranger! Solid Snake, bitchessss!!"
AngelWings says:
so we're just helping them realize that god is good ^^
by killing them all ^^
- - says:
lol
omg
AngelWings says:
<3<3<3<3<3<3> love and peace for all ^^
don't hate ^^
I'm AngelWings and my friend is - -
- - says:
i've seen one thing that i disagree with
"Aquarius could bring spirituality to Leo’s life."
that will never happen O_O
lol
AngelWings says:
u have brought god and faith into my life ^^
i'm going to go to church every day
- - says:
bleeeeeegh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
AngelWings says:
and hate gay people and abortions and liberals
- - says:
*covers self in black makeup and worships satan*
AngelWings says:
and have glow in dark crucifixes hanging all over my room
i'm going to take off these heathen anime wallscrolls and get a big painting of jesus ^^
- - says:
lol
very nice
=P
AngelWings says:
oh oh
and i'm gonna get us matching "I <3 jesus" t-shirts
- - says:
omg
AngelWings says:
with a picture of jesus on there with thumbs up
- - says:
this joke ends now O_O
AngelWings says:
xD
- - says:
lol
AngelWings says:
and then i'm gonna change my email address to "JESUSLOVESYOU@hotmail.com"
- - says:
haha
AngelWings says:
so that everyone will be reminded that jesus loves them too whenever i sign on ^^
- - says:
the very day that happens...
AngelWings says:
and i'm gonna throw away all of my books
and fill it with bibles
but only in english
because god only loves americans
^^
- - says:
the aquarious/leo stuff becomes completely discredited
lol
well..
that's true
we do own
xD
AngelWings says:
lol
and then i'm going to thank you for going to the army because god wants the u.s. to destroy iraq in search of holy oil ^^
which we will use to light the candles upon the alters of GOD
and then the kkk will rise again ^^
*waves american flag*
^^
- - says:
lmao
cute
very cute
AngelWings says:
^.^
- - says:
y'know, i think you know more about these politics than i do
AngelWings says:
thats because god tells it to me through the bible ^^
- - says:
of course
lol
lol, i'm just like...
AngelWings says:
like the commandment that says that you should not hate your neighbor
the iraquis are hating on us because they won't give us their oil and their souls ^^
- - says:
"yeah, i'm in the army now! I'ma be a friggin' Ranger! Solid Snake, bitchessss!!"
AngelWings says:
so we're just helping them realize that god is good ^^
by killing them all ^^
- - says:
lol
omg
AngelWings says:
<3<3<3<3<3<3> love and peace for all ^^
don't hate ^^
Tuesday, November 24, 2009
Oh Damn T_T
Dat Mai
Arbitrary Lines
Gertrude Stein’s Tender Buttons is a work that is denounced by many as a bunch of gibberish. It may seem that way, as the combination of words and sentences do not follow the conventions of modern English. The deviance from normal conventions that Stein practices is a means to show to the readers the true ambiguity of language, how words are what we make it to be, how the understanding of language is very highly malleable. By creating a work seemingly devoid of logic, Stein brings her readers to a different realm—a dimension where the senses prevail over common sense. In this way, she recreates an experience akin to where people first learn a language with which there is no comparison and points out man’s instinctual mechanism of attempting to piece everything together to create a proper whole.
Stein expresses these ideas through a variety of ways throughout Tender Buttons. On the micro scale, she plays with the preconceived similarities and differences between words that are embedded in our minds. This is a means for her to slowly loosen the barriers between like or unlike things, depending on one’s point of view. With the boundaries between two words broken down, she uses them interchangeably in sentences, thereby blending words together even further. To ease the extreme transition from what we understand to something almost entirely different, she utilizes a patterned writing scheme to have the passages flow. Under each category in Tender Buttons, there is a range from a sentence to a large passage that attempts to define the subject of interest with the distorted language. These derived uses of words break down the walls of logic and recreate it using what feels right, one of Stein’s intentions with Tender Buttons. On the macro scale, she slowly strings ideas together to create a whole. The creation of cohesive passages and sections in the work can only be attainable through the fitting together of words and ideas. Stein’s decision to separate the passages into different groups, as opposed to just having a book full of uncategorized passages, pushes the idea of an innate necessity of man to have everything they know to fit into a large whole.
Stein breaks down small and seemingly insignificant boundaries between words to ease readers to the eventual mess of words to come. It should not come as a surprise that her first passage of choice, “A Carafe, That is a Blind Glass,” does just that. In this passage, Stein brings two different objects closer together through the focus of similarities between a carafe and a glass while knowing that they are different from each other: “A kind in glass and a cousin, a spectacle and nothing strange…The difference is spreading” (3). A carafe is like a cousin of the glass in that they both serve the same function, and that it is not and oddity next to a glass. This is a prime example of Stein’s method of melding words together; the carafe and glass are no longer different. The bit about the spreading difference is representative of the small inkling of logic that helps us to differentiate between the two. Another instance where Stein makes attempts to place two words into the same category is in her “Roast Beef”: “Why should ancient lambs be goats and young colts and never beef…” (23). She asks for the reason why lambs cannot be beef; after all, they are both cooked and consumed. In our minds, lamb is lamb and beef is beef; those are two different kinds of meat. The difference between lamb and beef just got smaller. A third example of the broken boundaries between words is when Stein describes a chicken as a “pheasant and chicken…” (35). In our minds, a pheasant and a chicken are not the same—one is a game bird and the other is a fame animal. Then why does Stein define a chicken as both? It is quite possible that the similarities she draws from them lead to the claim—both are birds and both are eaten, possibly tasting similarly. This brings us to question ourselves as to whether or not the names and meanings given to everything are appropriate when the things we see as different are actually the same.
The next step above the breaking of boundaries is the mixing of definitions between the mesh of like words. A passage describing a chicken says that it is “alas a dirty word…alas a dirty bird” (35). Chicken as a dirty word is probably a reference to other languages, where the word “chicken” is a slang term for prostitute. She then follows a train of thought where the slang term for chicken and the actual bird are interchangeable, making a chicken a dirty bird. The slang term and actual animal don’t have anything in common, but their meanings are continual since they are one and the same word; at least, that is a probable logic behind this play on words. Another passage where Stein intermingles definitions of words with each other can be found in her “Glazed Glitter”: “There can be breakages in Japanese” (3). Japanese doesn’t break, so what could she be meaning? Japanese people come from Japan and Japan is an Asian country; it is possible to replace it with another one—China would make a plausible substitute for the word. The rewritten sentence would then be read as “there can be breakages in China,” making sense to our ears. The superimposing of definitions of one word onto another, similar one gives Stein more leeway with the chaotic sentences that appear, forcing readers to hold onto something else if not their sense of logic.
When things cease to make sense, people will try to latch onto anything that feels right to them in hopes that the act will bring them closer to the jumble of words if not to the hidden meanings. Stein offers a form of release by following a writing scheme that flows well, akin to poetry. In “Rooms,” Stein makes a point of lying that is seemingly undecipherable, but with poetic motion: “Lying in a conundrum, lying so makes the springs restless, lying so is a reduction, not lying is so arrangeable” (47). Starting from the second time the word lying is mentioned, a repetition in the format is observed; the format seen is in the form of “lying so etc.” The poem like sentence starts and ends highly similar phrases, which offers a sentence like feel where the beginning and ending is important with the middle section being just including information that stems from the beginning. When Stein writes “Vegetables,” she starts off with a pyramid like scheme: “What is cut. What is cut by it. What is cut by it in” (34). The sentences are all fragments that don’t say anything, but it sounds right in some way; the progression from one small fragment to additional words to slowly make it more sensible enables the readers to wait for the moment everything comes together later on. It creates a sense of anticipation that allows readers to get lost in the senses. Stein’s “Milk” contains a line containing the phrase “guessing again and golfing again…” (30). The meaning may be lost on us, but the emphasis on the “g” sound in the alliteration allows for easy acceptance of the phrase. When meaning is no longer a viable choice, an appeal to the senses is the next best thing to man; that way there is comfort to be found in the foreign language.
Even though Stein manipulates the barriers of language, she inevitable falls into the habit of categorizing things despite her attempts at doing the opposite. Why are there three sections labeled “Objects,” “Food,” and “Room?” It is also interesting that each section contains passages whose titles appropriately match the section. What is globally considered to be objects are found in “Objects” and it extends to the other sections as well. Man will innately put things together on a large scale no matter what. Stein’s choice or lack of in creating these walls shows just that. Even with the redefinition of language, it is impossible to let go of the natural sensibilities of man to organize everything.
Stein blends words together and mixes around their meanings to create syntax so farfetched from the norm that all if not most forms of traditional logic would fail to define what is written. With that, Stein brings us back to our raw, instinctual nature by using prose-like structure in her writing to keep us attracted to the coded message in the pages of Tender Buttons. Though indefinable, the categories they fall under show the human inability to completely separate from the idea that certain things “belong to” certain labels. Stein uses these mechanisms to explore a completely new experience for herself and her readers and to point out man’s instinctual need to put things together on some level.
Arbitrary Lines
Gertrude Stein’s Tender Buttons is a work that is denounced by many as a bunch of gibberish. It may seem that way, as the combination of words and sentences do not follow the conventions of modern English. The deviance from normal conventions that Stein practices is a means to show to the readers the true ambiguity of language, how words are what we make it to be, how the understanding of language is very highly malleable. By creating a work seemingly devoid of logic, Stein brings her readers to a different realm—a dimension where the senses prevail over common sense. In this way, she recreates an experience akin to where people first learn a language with which there is no comparison and points out man’s instinctual mechanism of attempting to piece everything together to create a proper whole.
Stein expresses these ideas through a variety of ways throughout Tender Buttons. On the micro scale, she plays with the preconceived similarities and differences between words that are embedded in our minds. This is a means for her to slowly loosen the barriers between like or unlike things, depending on one’s point of view. With the boundaries between two words broken down, she uses them interchangeably in sentences, thereby blending words together even further. To ease the extreme transition from what we understand to something almost entirely different, she utilizes a patterned writing scheme to have the passages flow. Under each category in Tender Buttons, there is a range from a sentence to a large passage that attempts to define the subject of interest with the distorted language. These derived uses of words break down the walls of logic and recreate it using what feels right, one of Stein’s intentions with Tender Buttons. On the macro scale, she slowly strings ideas together to create a whole. The creation of cohesive passages and sections in the work can only be attainable through the fitting together of words and ideas. Stein’s decision to separate the passages into different groups, as opposed to just having a book full of uncategorized passages, pushes the idea of an innate necessity of man to have everything they know to fit into a large whole.
Stein breaks down small and seemingly insignificant boundaries between words to ease readers to the eventual mess of words to come. It should not come as a surprise that her first passage of choice, “A Carafe, That is a Blind Glass,” does just that. In this passage, Stein brings two different objects closer together through the focus of similarities between a carafe and a glass while knowing that they are different from each other: “A kind in glass and a cousin, a spectacle and nothing strange…The difference is spreading” (3). A carafe is like a cousin of the glass in that they both serve the same function, and that it is not and oddity next to a glass. This is a prime example of Stein’s method of melding words together; the carafe and glass are no longer different. The bit about the spreading difference is representative of the small inkling of logic that helps us to differentiate between the two. Another instance where Stein makes attempts to place two words into the same category is in her “Roast Beef”: “Why should ancient lambs be goats and young colts and never beef…” (23). She asks for the reason why lambs cannot be beef; after all, they are both cooked and consumed. In our minds, lamb is lamb and beef is beef; those are two different kinds of meat. The difference between lamb and beef just got smaller. A third example of the broken boundaries between words is when Stein describes a chicken as a “pheasant and chicken…” (35). In our minds, a pheasant and a chicken are not the same—one is a game bird and the other is a fame animal. Then why does Stein define a chicken as both? It is quite possible that the similarities she draws from them lead to the claim—both are birds and both are eaten, possibly tasting similarly. This brings us to question ourselves as to whether or not the names and meanings given to everything are appropriate when the things we see as different are actually the same.
The next step above the breaking of boundaries is the mixing of definitions between the mesh of like words. A passage describing a chicken says that it is “alas a dirty word…alas a dirty bird” (35). Chicken as a dirty word is probably a reference to other languages, where the word “chicken” is a slang term for prostitute. She then follows a train of thought where the slang term for chicken and the actual bird are interchangeable, making a chicken a dirty bird. The slang term and actual animal don’t have anything in common, but their meanings are continual since they are one and the same word; at least, that is a probable logic behind this play on words. Another passage where Stein intermingles definitions of words with each other can be found in her “Glazed Glitter”: “There can be breakages in Japanese” (3). Japanese doesn’t break, so what could she be meaning? Japanese people come from Japan and Japan is an Asian country; it is possible to replace it with another one—China would make a plausible substitute for the word. The rewritten sentence would then be read as “there can be breakages in China,” making sense to our ears. The superimposing of definitions of one word onto another, similar one gives Stein more leeway with the chaotic sentences that appear, forcing readers to hold onto something else if not their sense of logic.
When things cease to make sense, people will try to latch onto anything that feels right to them in hopes that the act will bring them closer to the jumble of words if not to the hidden meanings. Stein offers a form of release by following a writing scheme that flows well, akin to poetry. In “Rooms,” Stein makes a point of lying that is seemingly undecipherable, but with poetic motion: “Lying in a conundrum, lying so makes the springs restless, lying so is a reduction, not lying is so arrangeable” (47). Starting from the second time the word lying is mentioned, a repetition in the format is observed; the format seen is in the form of “lying so etc.” The poem like sentence starts and ends highly similar phrases, which offers a sentence like feel where the beginning and ending is important with the middle section being just including information that stems from the beginning. When Stein writes “Vegetables,” she starts off with a pyramid like scheme: “What is cut. What is cut by it. What is cut by it in” (34). The sentences are all fragments that don’t say anything, but it sounds right in some way; the progression from one small fragment to additional words to slowly make it more sensible enables the readers to wait for the moment everything comes together later on. It creates a sense of anticipation that allows readers to get lost in the senses. Stein’s “Milk” contains a line containing the phrase “guessing again and golfing again…” (30). The meaning may be lost on us, but the emphasis on the “g” sound in the alliteration allows for easy acceptance of the phrase. When meaning is no longer a viable choice, an appeal to the senses is the next best thing to man; that way there is comfort to be found in the foreign language.
Even though Stein manipulates the barriers of language, she inevitable falls into the habit of categorizing things despite her attempts at doing the opposite. Why are there three sections labeled “Objects,” “Food,” and “Room?” It is also interesting that each section contains passages whose titles appropriately match the section. What is globally considered to be objects are found in “Objects” and it extends to the other sections as well. Man will innately put things together on a large scale no matter what. Stein’s choice or lack of in creating these walls shows just that. Even with the redefinition of language, it is impossible to let go of the natural sensibilities of man to organize everything.
Stein blends words together and mixes around their meanings to create syntax so farfetched from the norm that all if not most forms of traditional logic would fail to define what is written. With that, Stein brings us back to our raw, instinctual nature by using prose-like structure in her writing to keep us attracted to the coded message in the pages of Tender Buttons. Though indefinable, the categories they fall under show the human inability to completely separate from the idea that certain things “belong to” certain labels. Stein uses these mechanisms to explore a completely new experience for herself and her readers and to point out man’s instinctual need to put things together on some level.
Monday, November 23, 2009
cuteness
It's things like this that make me not want to do work for the next day. Well, there are more things than that, but that's only sort of the case at the moment. I too wish for a headless penguin ^_^
of course, other things also amuse me as well ^_^
of course, other things also amuse me as well ^_^
Sunday, November 22, 2009
Stool Sample
I gotta bring in a stool sample for class Tuesday. They gave me a stick and a card. Any volunteers lol?
Thursday, November 19, 2009
Monday, November 16, 2009
A short poem about school, or you
Finals are coming soon
Unyielding professors spread the fear
Can't they see we just want the A's?
Kaleidoscopic disaster every half year
Yummy food comes after
Oh yes, Christmas is what is meant
Until then, we must suffer
But now, I'm studying my ass off
If I can get my 4.0, I'll be glad
Too bad that this be hard, just a tad
Could it be that I'm just stupid?
Hrmmm, I wonder...
Unyielding professors spread the fear
Can't they see we just want the A's?
Kaleidoscopic disaster every half year
Yummy food comes after
Oh yes, Christmas is what is meant
Until then, we must suffer
But now, I'm studying my ass off
If I can get my 4.0, I'll be glad
Too bad that this be hard, just a tad
Could it be that I'm just stupid?
Hrmmm, I wonder...
Short post
I'm loving that I can have an extra hour of sleep because my first class, which was supposed to have a quiz, is canceled. That means I'll have an extra hour of sleep before my midterm!! WOOOO!! Happy happy joy joy.
Unfortunately, because I'm awake at 6:17am, I just want to say that it sucks that no one else writes on here, even though people were interested in it >.>... Not that I want to come off as a bitch or anything, this is how I am in the early hours. lol. I am not a morning person. It would be nice if other people would post. I mean, its not like its my and Dat's blog or anything. Live a little people. We don't bite. We WUB you! D:
And with that, I shall go to bed. Goodnight :D
Unfortunately, because I'm awake at 6:17am, I just want to say that it sucks that no one else writes on here, even though people were interested in it >.>... Not that I want to come off as a bitch or anything, this is how I am in the early hours. lol. I am not a morning person. It would be nice if other people would post. I mean, its not like its my and Dat's blog or anything. Live a little people. We don't bite. We WUB you! D:
And with that, I shall go to bed. Goodnight :D
Friday, November 13, 2009
I really want to be sleeping right now, but I'm studying for a stupid exam. You know what the worst part is? I'm really tired, its 4:24 am, and I'm STILL procrastinating! I mean, I've done some studying n' stuff, but there's all of these distractions around me. And thinking about this stuff when I'm tired just makes me want to bash my head in.
Things I'm Doing other than Studying:
1. Youtube Videos. The related videos on the side = hell
2. Torturing Violet. I take a kitty treat (which smells a lot) and hold it to her nose as she's sleeping. She'll wake up and look and sniff around and then go back to sleep. Or I'll put it near her face and see how long it takes for her to wake up and eat it.
3. Opening Violet's mouth without waking her up.
4. Going on this blog, even though I know people are sleeping and wouldn't be writing nething on this blog
5. Going on Facebook
6. Baking/cooking
7. Jumping into bed, hug a pillow, get back up (to freak out Daisy, who is sleeping on my bed)
8. Filing my nails
9. Checking my mail for the 10th time
10. Yawning.
11. Contemplating if I should just wing the exam.
Things I'm Doing other than Studying:
1. Youtube Videos. The related videos on the side = hell
2. Torturing Violet. I take a kitty treat (which smells a lot) and hold it to her nose as she's sleeping. She'll wake up and look and sniff around and then go back to sleep. Or I'll put it near her face and see how long it takes for her to wake up and eat it.
3. Opening Violet's mouth without waking her up.
4. Going on this blog, even though I know people are sleeping and wouldn't be writing nething on this blog
5. Going on Facebook
6. Baking/cooking
7. Jumping into bed, hug a pillow, get back up (to freak out Daisy, who is sleeping on my bed)
8. Filing my nails
9. Checking my mail for the 10th time
10. Yawning.
11. Contemplating if I should just wing the exam.
Thursday, November 12, 2009
Musical Utopia
Is it just me, or would the world be a whole lot better if people just randomly burst into song? I know that I'm just procrastinating here and really REALLY trying not to study, but seriously. I think the world would be a lot better if people just started singing like in Disney movies or Grease or something. People would get their point across better. Not to mention, singing and dancing gets rid of some stress :D. I mean, look at this. Even though she's dancing like she's on something at the end of the video, she gets her appoint across, right? She even announces it to the whole school. That's totally more efficient than...I don't know, a megaphone? I mean, it would make everything more fun. How great would it be if this happened when we bowled? It would make bowling so much more fun! There are NUNS for crying out loud! NUNS!! NUNS ARE FUN!! Not to mention, its obvious that no one needs to have perfect pitch or anything. Anyone can do this. Every menial task that we thought to be tiring would be so much more enjoyable! A haircut, clothes shopping, at Home Depot....and we ALL know how sucky the DMV is. Violence would decrease everywhere! It may be rainy outside, but you'll get sunshine in your heart!! And for the hell of it, INDIA!
Did I mention the nuns?
Nuuuuuunnnnnnsssss
and Indiaaaa :D
Did I mention the nuns?
Nuuuuuunnnnnnsssss
and Indiaaaa :D
Wednesday, November 11, 2009
Laws of Procrastination (Dat Style)
As I sit in front of my computer contemplating on how to write one of the more abstract papers for English class, I realized that the list of procrastination already up is but only one option. Here's a more self-destructive version:
1. Get the assignment from a friend the day it's due
2. Remember to do it
3. Start by setting up the medium to do it with
4. Chill around, thinking that you're good enough to do it with one less hour
5. Repeat step 4 until you're tired
6. Get a snack, preferable the size of a meal, high in sugar, or both
7. Think that the extra food will energize you
8. Prepare caffeinated drink of choice for an extra boost
9. By the time it's 3, start the paper
10. While working as fast as possible (speed decreases in half, because 6-8 is bullshit) weigh the options between going to school and skipping it for the work in question
11. Either way, you'll be doing the homework at school anyway
12A. If you're good, you'll finish and get a B for an advanced level course that can't be bullshitted
12B. If you don't make it, either cut class and give it later or make up a story and give it in later
13. If you took route 12B, restart the process the night before it's due again
Either way, you waste food and sleep.
P.S. I know Gloria and I aren't the only interesting people out there... ~_~
1. Get the assignment from a friend the day it's due
2. Remember to do it
3. Start by setting up the medium to do it with
4. Chill around, thinking that you're good enough to do it with one less hour
5. Repeat step 4 until you're tired
6. Get a snack, preferable the size of a meal, high in sugar, or both
7. Think that the extra food will energize you
8. Prepare caffeinated drink of choice for an extra boost
9. By the time it's 3, start the paper
10. While working as fast as possible (speed decreases in half, because 6-8 is bullshit) weigh the options between going to school and skipping it for the work in question
11. Either way, you'll be doing the homework at school anyway
12A. If you're good, you'll finish and get a B for an advanced level course that can't be bullshitted
12B. If you don't make it, either cut class and give it later or make up a story and give it in later
13. If you took route 12B, restart the process the night before it's due again
Either way, you waste food and sleep.
P.S. I know Gloria and I aren't the only interesting people out there... ~_~
Tuesday, November 10, 2009
UTADA HIKARU PERFORMING IN NY FEB 8th!
ZOMG! Who wants to go???
Tickets go on sale noon this Friday!
(Sorry im just too big of a fan xD dunno if you guys share the same sentiments)
http://www.livenation.com/edp/eventId/414781
Its 3am. Where is this fckin' spider?
Wow. I JUST got back from Stony Brook. lol. I finished all of my classes at 3:40pm...and came back at 3am. lol. I hung out with my friends after my class and we went to Starbucks and played Final Fantasy Crystal Chronicles: Ring of Fates (DS). Then to Checkers and then to my friend's on campus apartment where I continued to play FFCC:ROF with them until 3am. *double blink* wtf?? lol. This is what happens when you don't have any interruptions while gaming. You lose your sense of time. Not that that's a totally terrible thing. I had a lot of fun.
But that's not really what I want to talk about. Okay, if any of you know me, you'll know that I have a terrible fear of bugs. ESPECIALLY spiders. Now, either I'm going crazy, or this spider is just freakin' out to get me, but today in the morning, I had woken up right when I was supposed to be out the door. So I was rushing like crazy so I could get to class (which I came in right after the prof finished taking attendance, therefore, making me late....>.>) and so I was in the car and driving...well normally how I drive (70-80mph :D).
Which is totally not the point here. As I was driving like 75mph, I see this stupid spider crawl across the top of my windshield and disappear under the cloth-y part of the roof of the car. For some retarded reason, there's a small teeny gap between the cloth part and the actual metal part of my roof or something. so ANYWAYS, this stupid freakin' spider crawls between there, so I can't see it, but I KNOW its there. You know what the messed up thing is?? The same spider did the SAME thing like a week ago! SAME SPOT!!!! Not only that, I saw the spider like a week before that and I thought I had killed it then because I saw it crawl into the air vent that's right near the part where the windshield and the dashboard touch, so I turn on the heat in the vent to all the way (but didn't put it full blast because Dat once did that in hs when I was driving to a beetle and the stupid beetle got like shot out of the vent and hit the windshield and disappeared. [Yes Dat. I still remember that.])
But obviously, this stupid spider isn't dead. Not only that, I swear this spider is GROWING!!! omg. So anyway, I see this stupid spider while going 75mph. My level of freaking the hell out is like...level 7, 10 being the highest. Let me just tell you, ever since I saw that stupid spider last week, I have been so freakin' paranoid! I keep checking the whole damn car for this one stupid spider, have tissues waiting to squish it, and a hand ready to open the window to throw this stupid spider out to its death! Not only that, I've been constantly looking up at the roof or where the windshield is, watching for this stupid spider to reappear again! THIS STUPID SPIDER IS GOING TO BE THE DEATH OF ME!
And you know what? I blame you, Dat. Yes. YOU. Why? Because I think out of all the times I have been totally freaked out by bugs was with or because of you. One day, Dat. OOONNEE day, I will pay you back for all of those times!!!!
But that's not really what I want to talk about. Okay, if any of you know me, you'll know that I have a terrible fear of bugs. ESPECIALLY spiders. Now, either I'm going crazy, or this spider is just freakin' out to get me, but today in the morning, I had woken up right when I was supposed to be out the door. So I was rushing like crazy so I could get to class (which I came in right after the prof finished taking attendance, therefore, making me late....>.>) and so I was in the car and driving...well normally how I drive (70-80mph :D).
Which is totally not the point here. As I was driving like 75mph, I see this stupid spider crawl across the top of my windshield and disappear under the cloth-y part of the roof of the car. For some retarded reason, there's a small teeny gap between the cloth part and the actual metal part of my roof or something. so ANYWAYS, this stupid freakin' spider crawls between there, so I can't see it, but I KNOW its there. You know what the messed up thing is?? The same spider did the SAME thing like a week ago! SAME SPOT!!!! Not only that, I saw the spider like a week before that and I thought I had killed it then because I saw it crawl into the air vent that's right near the part where the windshield and the dashboard touch, so I turn on the heat in the vent to all the way (but didn't put it full blast because Dat once did that in hs when I was driving to a beetle and the stupid beetle got like shot out of the vent and hit the windshield and disappeared. [Yes Dat. I still remember that.])
But obviously, this stupid spider isn't dead. Not only that, I swear this spider is GROWING!!! omg. So anyway, I see this stupid spider while going 75mph. My level of freaking the hell out is like...level 7, 10 being the highest. Let me just tell you, ever since I saw that stupid spider last week, I have been so freakin' paranoid! I keep checking the whole damn car for this one stupid spider, have tissues waiting to squish it, and a hand ready to open the window to throw this stupid spider out to its death! Not only that, I've been constantly looking up at the roof or where the windshield is, watching for this stupid spider to reappear again! THIS STUPID SPIDER IS GOING TO BE THE DEATH OF ME!
And you know what? I blame you, Dat. Yes. YOU. Why? Because I think out of all the times I have been totally freaked out by bugs was with or because of you. One day, Dat. OOONNEE day, I will pay you back for all of those times!!!!
Monday, November 9, 2009
Sick and Essay
So now I'm officially sick, because I said so. Couple this with the fact that I have to write 2 essays for this week, well technically three (one on a book analysis, a creative piece inspired by literature from the semester, and a paper analyzing the creative piece relative to the literature from the semester). It's time to do what any debilitated procrastinating junkie would do; have 2 teabags in a large cup--I did jasmine and peppermint--and the appropriate drug, preferably non drowsy for the work ahead (taking mucinex DM). I would say more, but I haven't started reading yet and shall leave this as is
Procrastination
Procrastination consists of this:
1. Knowing you have an assignment due tomorrow.
2. Calculating how much time you will need to complete the assignment.
3. Calculating how much sleep you will give yourself, if at all.
4. Doing all the other shit you probably did 5 minutes ago again.
5. Doing all that shit AGAIN.
6. Stopping and realizing that you should probably start your assignment (Anxiety Level 1).
7. Wonder how important this assignment really is and then checking how bad your grade will be if you do badly or if you don't do it at all.
8. Making an indication on your assignment to show that it is yours by writing a heading, writing your name, whatever.
9. Doing all that shit that you did about 10 minutes ago.
10. Look at the time and realize that you can't be shitting around. (Anxiety Level 2)
11. Start your assignment, "for real."
12. In the middle of your assignment, feel that you need to take a break to go to the bathroom.
13. Go to the bathroom.
14. Go get a snack or a drink. (non alcoholic, fools.)
15. Clean your plate/cup.
16. Do the rest of the dishes.
17. Look at the time and realize that you should really start working on your assignment
18. Work on your assignment.
19. Start watching one YouTube video.
20. Start clicking on videos in the "Related Videos" on the right side of the website.
21. Look at the time. (Anxiety Level 3)
22. Start freaking out about how much you have left to do.
23. Start putting blame on your class for being a bullshit class, put blame on your professor who you think is as dumb as a rock and a bitch for giving you all of this work.
24. Write a post on this blog :]
25. Finish your paper.
26. Sleep for 1-4 hours.
27. Go to class.
28. Come back home.
29. Start all over again on the assignment due tomorrow :D
And because I'm being obsessive compulsive:
30. The End :D
1. Knowing you have an assignment due tomorrow.
2. Calculating how much time you will need to complete the assignment.
3. Calculating how much sleep you will give yourself, if at all.
4. Doing all the other shit you probably did 5 minutes ago again.
5. Doing all that shit AGAIN.
6. Stopping and realizing that you should probably start your assignment (Anxiety Level 1).
7. Wonder how important this assignment really is and then checking how bad your grade will be if you do badly or if you don't do it at all.
8. Making an indication on your assignment to show that it is yours by writing a heading, writing your name, whatever.
9. Doing all that shit that you did about 10 minutes ago.
10. Look at the time and realize that you can't be shitting around. (Anxiety Level 2)
11. Start your assignment, "for real."
12. In the middle of your assignment, feel that you need to take a break to go to the bathroom.
13. Go to the bathroom.
14. Go get a snack or a drink. (non alcoholic, fools.)
15. Clean your plate/cup.
16. Do the rest of the dishes.
17. Look at the time and realize that you should really start working on your assignment
18. Work on your assignment.
19. Start watching one YouTube video.
20. Start clicking on videos in the "Related Videos" on the right side of the website.
21. Look at the time. (Anxiety Level 3)
22. Start freaking out about how much you have left to do.
23. Start putting blame on your class for being a bullshit class, put blame on your professor who you think is as dumb as a rock and a bitch for giving you all of this work.
24. Write a post on this blog :]
25. Finish your paper.
26. Sleep for 1-4 hours.
27. Go to class.
28. Come back home.
29. Start all over again on the assignment due tomorrow :D
And because I'm being obsessive compulsive:
30. The End :D
Organic Chemistry
So I'm currently working on this poster thing and it's mad annoying. I haven't the patience nor the time to learn more than one year of orgo right now, especially since I'm taking it this semester. Learning is so overrated haha.
This stuff isn't something that I want to see at 12:30 at night. Don't procrastinate people, it'll only bring misery and suffering. Then again, that means all the good things in life will look better in comparison. Luckily for me, I am nearly completely immune to mental stress. If I wanted to blame someone, Id say that it's my mentor's fault for being too ambitious for me, but I won't. Just mentioning what could happen if I were an asshole ^_^ Now to continue sorting out through 20 pages (yes, 20) of manuscript garbage and picking out the good stuff, you know, what homeless people would actually keep if the garbage I'm talking about is analogous to the garbage they rummage through. Wow, is that a bit of Thorne I spat out?
This stuff isn't something that I want to see at 12:30 at night. Don't procrastinate people, it'll only bring misery and suffering. Then again, that means all the good things in life will look better in comparison. Luckily for me, I am nearly completely immune to mental stress. If I wanted to blame someone, Id say that it's my mentor's fault for being too ambitious for me, but I won't. Just mentioning what could happen if I were an asshole ^_^ Now to continue sorting out through 20 pages (yes, 20) of manuscript garbage and picking out the good stuff, you know, what homeless people would actually keep if the garbage I'm talking about is analogous to the garbage they rummage through. Wow, is that a bit of Thorne I spat out?
Sunday, November 8, 2009
Ugh, gaming just makes me think of wanting to move out of this house more. Well, maybe not just gaming itself, but getting caught gaming. Doesn't that sound so bad? Getting CAUGHT gaming. I haven't even really been gaming that much (unless you count doing "chores" on Facebook...which I don't :D) but the second I feel like playing a game, my mom comes in and nags about how much I play games and how its like my soul has been sucked out or something. The funny thing is that when it happens, the first thing that passes my mind is "HOW DOES SHE KNOW THESE THINGS?!?" Its a little sad that I even ask, considering my mom is almost nun-like. I would not be surprised if God was ringing her up each time I even consider playing a game so that she can hide in the hallway and then pop in like batman or something. Seriously, my mom has mad God skills.
I digress. There are really a lot of reasons why I want to move to an apartment, but there are even more reasons that are stopping me. I mean, I'm trying to look for a job that'll somehow fit into what I'm planning on in the future, but alas only finding volunteering stuff...and I already work w/o pay for the summer, don't need that during the year.
Random note: Ting Ting just kicked Daisy out of the drawer. lol. He's getting so big. Its so weird that its only been about 5 months, but they're so much bigger than they were when we first got them. I never considered myself a cat person....and I still don't. LOL. I tried giving them baths yesterday in the kitchen sink because
1. They were starting to smell (I don't believe cat owners when they say that cats can clean themselves because the kitties all "clean" themselves and they still smell. Its like licking yourself and saying that you're all clean. Because thats just gross)
and 2. They keep climbing on the kitchen counters and I wanted them to stop going up there.
Lets just say, I was only able to completely and successfully clean one cat: Daisy. Violet kept trying to claw her way up my neck and I was only able to rinse her. Daisy, I actually was able to use the shampoo on her and rinse her off. Ting Ting is just way too big and can easily get out of the kitchen sink. Not only that, he's a lot stronger. lol. So I basically poured water on him while he sat on a towel on the side of the sink. Couldn't even put shampoo on him. Acting like freakin' royalty. "Sponge bathe me <3"
Is it bad that I can't wait until they're all neutered/spayed? That'll teach them.
AND STOP PROCRASTINATING DAT! (lol, told by the best procrastinator in the world)
I digress. There are really a lot of reasons why I want to move to an apartment, but there are even more reasons that are stopping me. I mean, I'm trying to look for a job that'll somehow fit into what I'm planning on in the future, but alas only finding volunteering stuff...and I already work w/o pay for the summer, don't need that during the year.
Random note: Ting Ting just kicked Daisy out of the drawer. lol. He's getting so big. Its so weird that its only been about 5 months, but they're so much bigger than they were when we first got them. I never considered myself a cat person....and I still don't. LOL. I tried giving them baths yesterday in the kitchen sink because
1. They were starting to smell (I don't believe cat owners when they say that cats can clean themselves because the kitties all "clean" themselves and they still smell. Its like licking yourself and saying that you're all clean. Because thats just gross)
and 2. They keep climbing on the kitchen counters and I wanted them to stop going up there.
Lets just say, I was only able to completely and successfully clean one cat: Daisy. Violet kept trying to claw her way up my neck and I was only able to rinse her. Daisy, I actually was able to use the shampoo on her and rinse her off. Ting Ting is just way too big and can easily get out of the kitchen sink. Not only that, he's a lot stronger. lol. So I basically poured water on him while he sat on a towel on the side of the sink. Couldn't even put shampoo on him. Acting like freakin' royalty. "Sponge bathe me <3"
Is it bad that I can't wait until they're all neutered/spayed? That'll teach them.
AND STOP PROCRASTINATING DAT! (lol, told by the best procrastinator in the world)
PS
P.S. guys, include a pen name at the bottom of the post.
P.P.S. feel free to comment on other posts. it'd be nice to attach a name of some sort (doesn't have to be your real one) with the comments
PPPS. don't impersonate each other ^_^
P.P.S. feel free to comment on other posts. it'd be nice to attach a name of some sort (doesn't have to be your real one) with the comments
PPPS. don't impersonate each other ^_^
First!!!
First post people. Welcome to the blog, hopefully you'll enjoy it and keep it alive (quite very unlike xanga lol). Remember that normal contribution will make this worth reading, hopefully--I do remember that some or all of you have some mental issues or dysfunctions to sort out, so this better be interesting.
As the first post, I guess I'll rant a bit.
Don't ever start a new game during the hardest semester of your life. I just started Kingdom Hearts 2 and am now screwed-ish. I need to be working on a poster for a science conference and haven't started yet. Better not be an all nighter, I even showered earlier this time around haha. If I finish, I might post it up for some criticism.
Lesson of this post: Don't volunteer for posters and finish games as soon as possible
As the first post, I guess I'll rant a bit.
Don't ever start a new game during the hardest semester of your life. I just started Kingdom Hearts 2 and am now screwed-ish. I need to be working on a poster for a science conference and haven't started yet. Better not be an all nighter, I even showered earlier this time around haha. If I finish, I might post it up for some criticism.
Lesson of this post: Don't volunteer for posters and finish games as soon as possible
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