okay, i swear to god(or whoever it is you believe in(this can include the pink invisible unicorn or flying spaghetti monster...or Maddy if you would like) that I am not forgetting about my blog. My life is just a little stressful at the moment and I'm working on other stuff. I promise you will get an epic post later today. You will also be getting the first few pages of a book I'm working on...it's fiction, not me rambling and hoping that someone out there is entertained...or at least laughing at ,my stupidity, I will take the laughs where I can get them.
So yeah, I really am sorry it's been...a full week...dang, I really have been slacking on this thing. I have been working on school and I have had a lot more hours at work than usual(like double the normal), and then when I'm done with those all I've been wanting to do is Watch Natalie Tran's youtube videos(http://www.youtube.com/profile?user=communitychannel#g/u) and kill things in Fallout 3 or Fable 3...that is a coincidence I swear...
So, in the past five days I have found that I really need to keep my mouth shut. Seriously, there is nothing worse than just talking to a friend about something and saying something you thought would be harmless(or helpful even) and having it backfire on everyone involved. Seriously, I think I should only exist in blog form from now on... hmmmm,, I probably can't cause any harm from here can I? Seriously, five days, four situations that have caused some hell to reign supreme in the lives of some people I know and my own. Hmph. Do you think I can remove my own voicebox?
On a better note, my hair is getting somewhat close to the length I want it...wow...I have no idea why I thought that was blogworthy...
Wednesday, November 17, 2010
Tuesday, November 9, 2010
This Is...New
I am in a good mood today. If you know me you know this is...not a usual affair. Although stressed by school, just ended two relationships recently, am concerned by my lack of human contact, am going near crazy, and more stuff that is like being bitch-smacked by the sisters of fate. Why am I so happy you may ask? No... nobody? okay then... hmmm... I wonder if I should just end this post here... I'll bet it would be amusing if I went through with ending because I'll bet nobody cares why I am happy...
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Meh, I shall continue because I am bored and work is in a few hours and blogging is actually entertaining. Okay, so last night was pretty awesome...despite the fact that I was near beating my head against a wall working on a paper most of the day... But I actually found new life in an old friendship that's been slowly fading away. I never have that happen, generally when a friendship isn't going well either I or the other person would just drop it and leave, but we have worked at this for a long time now and we found some new common ground. I absolutely loved that.
Is that all? No mystery announcer, look behind door number two. I have finally decided after a form of spiritual and mental suicide last night or this morning...I'm not sure which but I woke up not caring about life whatsoever. I realized I have been slacking because nothing actually mattered to me anymore. "Life sucks and then you die," My junior year math teacher, Mr. Denino, always told us. Well you were right you balding, fatty, evil, little man. Life does suck. And then you do actually die after a mild to severe amount of that suffering.
Well guess what, I realized how stupid I've been focusing on the pain, carrying around every grievance and allowing it to drive me crazy. I am going to be happy from now on. I don't care if it kills me. No more depression, chaos, undecidedness, anger, foolhardiness, uncaring, loss of interest, or crazy chicks for Richard anymore. Nosiree... I know the last one was random but I feel it was important...for some reason I love crazy evil chicks... doesn't turn out well.
In the words of Dr. Horrible, "It's a brand new day and the sun is high all the birds are singing th..." okay maybe its not the best quote... but the point is that it is a brand new day and things are going to be better. I am going to be more awesome...and keep up with this blog more regularly...I'll edit it too... okay maybe not...
Whether you are one of the ten people who might be reading this within a few hours or days, or you are some future subscribor years from now, I just want you to know something. No matter how bad you think life is. Your own head is probably making it worse. The world does have beauty and hope, you just need to shrug all that weight off of your back, let the old pain and guilt melt away. You can be happy. It may not be easy but it is possible.
I'm not saying this is instantaneous but its a step.
And on the point of steps, I am now going to dance to http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bZR20t0Uu2M
ps. if someone could tell me how to work advanced hyperlink stuff on this site that would be super
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Meh, I shall continue because I am bored and work is in a few hours and blogging is actually entertaining. Okay, so last night was pretty awesome...despite the fact that I was near beating my head against a wall working on a paper most of the day... But I actually found new life in an old friendship that's been slowly fading away. I never have that happen, generally when a friendship isn't going well either I or the other person would just drop it and leave, but we have worked at this for a long time now and we found some new common ground. I absolutely loved that.
Is that all? No mystery announcer, look behind door number two. I have finally decided after a form of spiritual and mental suicide last night or this morning...I'm not sure which but I woke up not caring about life whatsoever. I realized I have been slacking because nothing actually mattered to me anymore. "Life sucks and then you die," My junior year math teacher, Mr. Denino, always told us. Well you were right you balding, fatty, evil, little man. Life does suck. And then you do actually die after a mild to severe amount of that suffering.
Well guess what, I realized how stupid I've been focusing on the pain, carrying around every grievance and allowing it to drive me crazy. I am going to be happy from now on. I don't care if it kills me. No more depression, chaos, undecidedness, anger, foolhardiness, uncaring, loss of interest, or crazy chicks for Richard anymore. Nosiree... I know the last one was random but I feel it was important...for some reason I love crazy evil chicks... doesn't turn out well.
In the words of Dr. Horrible, "It's a brand new day and the sun is high all the birds are singing th..." okay maybe its not the best quote... but the point is that it is a brand new day and things are going to be better. I am going to be more awesome...and keep up with this blog more regularly...I'll edit it too... okay maybe not...
Whether you are one of the ten people who might be reading this within a few hours or days, or you are some future subscribor years from now, I just want you to know something. No matter how bad you think life is. Your own head is probably making it worse. The world does have beauty and hope, you just need to shrug all that weight off of your back, let the old pain and guilt melt away. You can be happy. It may not be easy but it is possible.
I'm not saying this is instantaneous but its a step.
And on the point of steps, I am now going to dance to http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bZR20t0Uu2M
ps. if someone could tell me how to work advanced hyperlink stuff on this site that would be super
Monday, November 8, 2010
Epic Fail
Okay, what did I do with that last post? I was writing that with the main point ending up as something only mentioned very briefly, it was supposed to have been at the point that I seriously need a girlfriend. Seriously, I may generally hate people but I am definitely at my best by far when in a relationship. Otherwise I'm crazier, less emotionally stable, and have much more energy than I have any idea what to do with. In short, I'm single and so not enjoying it.
If You Haven't Noticed
Okay, if you cannot tell I'm trying to make up for my lack of blogging with an obscene number of posts in a short period of time. Overcompensation is my way of apology.
Okay, on a point that actually matters...to me at least. I freaking need a girlfriend. I am incredibly bored and lonely, like all the time. Video Games, not a suitable substitute. I had nearly kicked the habit of video games but nooooo, I broke up with someone a while ago and since then I've been playing them again. Damn, before that I was readinbg a.lot and that was awesome but now I'm back to video games?
Along with this, I've become near addicted to blogs. In fact, I'm quite enjoying the blog of my aforementioned unknown follower, cookie. You should all check out her blog. It is amazing. Actually no, you shouldn't for one reason, it is a good deal better than mine. In fact mine really sucks...
Okay, on a point that actually matters...to me at least. I freaking need a girlfriend. I am incredibly bored and lonely, like all the time. Video Games, not a suitable substitute. I had nearly kicked the habit of video games but nooooo, I broke up with someone a while ago and since then I've been playing them again. Damn, before that I was readinbg a.lot and that was awesome but now I'm back to video games?
Along with this, I've become near addicted to blogs. In fact, I'm quite enjoying the blog of my aforementioned unknown follower, cookie. You should all check out her blog. It is amazing. Actually no, you shouldn't for one reason, it is a good deal better than mine. In fact mine really sucks...
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Okay, I have no idea why I thought that that last post was anywhere near a good idea...that's probably the stupidest and least funny thing I've done on here. NO MORE LISTS
List 1
Random things I do that I will never be able to explain:
- Sit on my bathroom counter when home alone
- Punish myself with music I hate (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=A3lWbPEOJp0, http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3ccbj0A6NJI)
- Eat sugary stuff even though I know I will end up feeling nauseous and with a headache
- Straighten my hair even though I know it looks absolutely fine(and pretty damned straight) without it
- Watch Code Monkeys(enough said)
- Watch chick flicks(I'll admit it, I enjoy many of them. I cannot explain why and it bugs me horribly that I do but my favorite movie is a chick flick even. Memoirs of A Geisha)
- Wear a bunch of jewelry(6 at the moment)
- Sing(my singing voice is probably going to land me in hell)
- Talk to people I hate
- Talk to people I like
Is This Awesome? I Think So
Okay, I have a follower...and I'm not sure If I know them or not. Cookie, If I do know you I am sorry, but can you tell me at the very least if we have ever met? If not then OHMFUCKINGGOSHIHAVEAFOLLOWERIVENEVERMET!!!!!!!!!! I am going to get up and dance. I am not kidding, okay, first I'm setting up a bjork playlist on youtube for this epic dance of awesomeness
The Word of The Day is Blech
Yes, that is blech, not bleach. I don't care if it's not a real word. Get over it. Have you? Good.
Well, I have challenged myself to something...probably rather stupid. I have challenged myself to watch 4 years, 251 videos of a certain user's stuff on youtube. It's not all that funny, it's just weird and awkward so I end up laughing awkwardly. It';s entertaining but I doubt I will live through this challenge. If I do not live through this I have specific instructions for my death that I expect you all to make sure are carried out...I wonder if a blog entry is a valid will >.> I'm doing it anyways.
Okay, I don't care what happens to most of my stuff, take it if you want it...except for a few things. My fuzzy orange blanket goes to the kitty that lives at my house named Mia(I won't say my cat or my stepmom's cat or anything like that because cats so don't have owners). She likes this blanket alot for some reason so It will be hers when I die. The Pit Dragon Series goes to Joshua Chesbrough as I have promised to let him borrow it anyways. Breanna Claire can have my pretty new knives as nobody ever lets her hold weapons when I'm around. There are things that a few of you have been promised so you already know. I want something epic done with my body. I want Rick Vargas, Andrew Winter, Joseph Madrid, and Joshua Watson in charge of that because I'm sure it will then be epic and destructive. My funeral better not have a priest at it. I want someone to do a speaking, as in a speaker for the dead like in Orson Scott Card's book....Speaker for The Dead. If anyone cries I want them hit with a flail covered in lemon juice. Also this funeral should be done at night in the dark and I want people prowling around in ninja costumes just out of easy eyesight.
There you go. My basic will. Off to find out if that thing is legal...
Well, I have challenged myself to something...probably rather stupid. I have challenged myself to watch 4 years, 251 videos of a certain user's stuff on youtube. It's not all that funny, it's just weird and awkward so I end up laughing awkwardly. It';s entertaining but I doubt I will live through this challenge. If I do not live through this I have specific instructions for my death that I expect you all to make sure are carried out...I wonder if a blog entry is a valid will >.> I'm doing it anyways.
Okay, I don't care what happens to most of my stuff, take it if you want it...except for a few things. My fuzzy orange blanket goes to the kitty that lives at my house named Mia(I won't say my cat or my stepmom's cat or anything like that because cats so don't have owners). She likes this blanket alot for some reason so It will be hers when I die. The Pit Dragon Series goes to Joshua Chesbrough as I have promised to let him borrow it anyways. Breanna Claire can have my pretty new knives as nobody ever lets her hold weapons when I'm around. There are things that a few of you have been promised so you already know. I want something epic done with my body. I want Rick Vargas, Andrew Winter, Joseph Madrid, and Joshua Watson in charge of that because I'm sure it will then be epic and destructive. My funeral better not have a priest at it. I want someone to do a speaking, as in a speaker for the dead like in Orson Scott Card's book....Speaker for The Dead. If anyone cries I want them hit with a flail covered in lemon juice. Also this funeral should be done at night in the dark and I want people prowling around in ninja costumes just out of easy eyesight.
There you go. My basic will. Off to find out if that thing is legal...
Yaaaaaaaaaaah...
I think i may have made a gigantic mistake saying I would do a blog entry today because I'm not entirely sure I'm in my right mind...I feel like I'm dreaming...in fact I may check my blog tomorrow to see if I really wrote in it... Isn't not knowing whether you are sleeping or not a symptom of a few mental disorders? I mean...I know I'm crazy but that's a serious symptom. I'm really not sure.
Okay, I just spent a minute and a half staring at my dog seeing if he would talk. He did not. I will take this as a sign. One point goes to Richard's sanity... Too bad insanity has a good number of points on its side. Would it be horrible if I really was insane?
Maybe I'm in a padded cell right now and am so hallucinogenic and delusional that I think I'm laying on my bed against a makeshift... thingy made of blankets and pillows that I'm supporting myself on with my computer on my chest typing.
Okay, I'm pretty sure I'm crazy after reading that last paragraph.
I tried to take a picture so you would know what the hell I was talking about but I looked horrible in the pictures so you don't get to see them.
Okay, this attempt at a post was absolutely awful but I promised myself I wouldn't let my self esteem keep me from doing this so I'm posting it anyways. Hmph. I'll try again momentarily...I want apple juice first
Okay, I just spent a minute and a half staring at my dog seeing if he would talk. He did not. I will take this as a sign. One point goes to Richard's sanity... Too bad insanity has a good number of points on its side. Would it be horrible if I really was insane?
Maybe I'm in a padded cell right now and am so hallucinogenic and delusional that I think I'm laying on my bed against a makeshift... thingy made of blankets and pillows that I'm supporting myself on with my computer on my chest typing.
Okay, I'm pretty sure I'm crazy after reading that last paragraph.
I tried to take a picture so you would know what the hell I was talking about but I looked horrible in the pictures so you don't get to see them.
Okay, this attempt at a post was absolutely awful but I promised myself I wouldn't let my self esteem keep me from doing this so I'm posting it anyways. Hmph. I'll try again momentarily...I want apple juice first
OH MY GOD
I TOTALLY FORGOT THIS THING EXISTED... I WAS BUSY WITH... WELL FORGETTING IT EXISTED. SHIT... I PROMISE ILL SET AN ALARM ON MY PHONE TELLING ME TO DO THIS THING... ILL MAKE A NEW POST RIIIIIGHT NOW. SHIT SHIT SHIT SOOOOORRRYY
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