Time = 11:39AM
Music = Bang Bang by K'naan
Mood = Mellow
What I SHOULD be doing = Writing a paper (like that's gonna happen)
Random Fact about me = I'm easily amused
Oh what an interesting last couple of weeks it has been.
I can't really even remember all the things that I wanted to rant about, because I couldn't rant bout them. Yes, I have not had a computer for as long as I have not written a new blog.
It's been a bit of hell on earth, really. I really hate not having a computer, and not having a computer when I needed to blog was really annoying. And it wasn't great that I had papers to write, which I had to try and do in the library.
Okay, here's something. The Library. What fool created the system that libraries function in? They're closed up, stuffy, and quiet as the crypts. Hell, it feels like you're IN the crypts. The result is that anybody who's actually trying to do something in the library gets draggy and exhausted, and can't function, resulting in something taking like four hours to complete when it would normally only take like half an hour.
I think they should pipe extra oxygen into the place, first of all. How is your brain supposed to function effectively when you're robbing it of oxygen? I think this makes perfect sense. Jeez. Okay, so it's not totally foolproof. I'm sure the extra oxygen might do some damage to the books... and that would be a tragedy, but honestly, which is more important? The living students or the very not living books? Personally, I vote students. Y'know, since I am one, and all that.
But there are some bright sides! First of all, I had my audition to change my major OFFICIALLY to music. And I passed the audition. So now I can actually say that I AM a music major, instead of that I'm "changing my major" to music. And the other bright side, is since I was so sick and tired of all the crud my old computer's put me through, I bought a new one. A Mac. Oh my gosh a Mac, how I love it. I named it Viktor. =)
That is all.
Wednesday, March 31, 2010
Friday, March 12, 2010
Fucking Retards
time = 8:50PM
Music = Consequence of Sounds by Regina Spektor
Mood = dissatisfied
What I SHOULD be doing = who knows?
Random Fact about me = Have I mentioned how much I hate confrontation?
Yeah...This whole thing is a mess, and part of me wonders if I should just shut up and not write about it, but the other part of me really needs to talk about it. Guh.... Where to start...
So, beginning of the year, ...Whiny, I think I called her last time, decided that it would be a good idea to go out and get some guys... um... let's say... their... dorm solidarity dinosaur. Yeah, that sounds good. Their dinosaur. So anyway, she got it in a game, and this dinosaur had been stolen from the guys before. Rather than being intelligent and returning it to them. Whiny decided to hold it for ransom. For the whole first half of the year.
The guys finally came looking for their dinosaur, and oh god I wish I hadn't let Whiny handle the situation. The truth is, I don't care about the whole situation, and from the very beginning, all I wanted to do was give their dinosaur back. But Whiny tries to be all smart about it, and the guys bring up a fucking flower pot in return for their dinosaur.
Suffice to say, the situation only escalated from there. In the end, the guys came back, called us thieves, told us we were disrespecting them, and threatened to leave the flower pot in the middle of our lounge if we didn't give them their dinosaur. Fucking bastards. They were so immature about the whole thing, and I hate that I am now involved in this, and am going to be one of the people that they remember in this. But hey, whatever, if they think of me like that, then at least I don't have to talk to them.
I don't want to be involved with such immature bastards anyways. They can keep their fucking dinosaur. I hope it rots on them. Or somebody trips and tears it. Or destroys it. I hope that they realize how immature about this whole thing was, and that they realize that their idiocy caused a situation that could have been avoided if they're just manned up and acted a little more mature. Now I know that Whiny's at fault too, because she has absolutely no social skills whatsoever. She wasn't mature at all...
Now I just feel so disatisfied, annoyed at the immaturity of Whiny and those fucking boys, and helpless about the whole situation.
Music = Consequence of Sounds by Regina Spektor
Mood = dissatisfied
What I SHOULD be doing = who knows?
Random Fact about me = Have I mentioned how much I hate confrontation?
Yeah...This whole thing is a mess, and part of me wonders if I should just shut up and not write about it, but the other part of me really needs to talk about it. Guh.... Where to start...
So, beginning of the year, ...Whiny, I think I called her last time, decided that it would be a good idea to go out and get some guys... um... let's say... their... dorm solidarity dinosaur. Yeah, that sounds good. Their dinosaur. So anyway, she got it in a game, and this dinosaur had been stolen from the guys before. Rather than being intelligent and returning it to them. Whiny decided to hold it for ransom. For the whole first half of the year.
The guys finally came looking for their dinosaur, and oh god I wish I hadn't let Whiny handle the situation. The truth is, I don't care about the whole situation, and from the very beginning, all I wanted to do was give their dinosaur back. But Whiny tries to be all smart about it, and the guys bring up a fucking flower pot in return for their dinosaur.
Suffice to say, the situation only escalated from there. In the end, the guys came back, called us thieves, told us we were disrespecting them, and threatened to leave the flower pot in the middle of our lounge if we didn't give them their dinosaur. Fucking bastards. They were so immature about the whole thing, and I hate that I am now involved in this, and am going to be one of the people that they remember in this. But hey, whatever, if they think of me like that, then at least I don't have to talk to them.
I don't want to be involved with such immature bastards anyways. They can keep their fucking dinosaur. I hope it rots on them. Or somebody trips and tears it. Or destroys it. I hope that they realize how immature about this whole thing was, and that they realize that their idiocy caused a situation that could have been avoided if they're just manned up and acted a little more mature. Now I know that Whiny's at fault too, because she has absolutely no social skills whatsoever. She wasn't mature at all...
Now I just feel so disatisfied, annoyed at the immaturity of Whiny and those fucking boys, and helpless about the whole situation.
Wednesday, March 10, 2010
Okay, this is getting ridiculous
Time = 1:48 PM
Music = La Traviata by Gioachino Rossini
Mood = Mild with a chance of flurries.
What I SHOULD be doing = Who knows?
Random Fact about me = I seem to store music I listen to in my head in the form of a continuous soundtrack
At this point, Annoying Friend is starting to creep me out. I mean, there's limits to friendly.... following, you know? There's a point when it stops being mimicry and becomes creepy, and I have a feeling we're reaching that point. And that creeps me out. Does that make her my stalker? Who knows.
She seems to enjoy copying me. At first I was wondering, you know, if she really admires me or something, and because of that wants to copy me. I mean, that was weird, but I figure, whatever. But not she's starting to get parasitic. She's trying to sink herself into my life, and it feels like she's this little parasite attached to every part of my life, to the point that I actually have no idea how to separate her from me without losing half of my life. That creeps me out.
I mean like, she's copied me a lot. Thus far, she's followed me to two groups, changed her major to match my current one (thankfully, she won't be able to follow me to music...), she's liked two of the guys that I liked (I've cast them both off as not worth my time)... I mean, that one is like "Yay, Dragonista's castoffs! Woohoo!". How ridiculous is that? She's also followed me to my church. And in my church, as well as those two groups, whatever I do, she is close behind in doing the identical thing. I try to ignore it, but it's really distracting to see somebody start drawing seconds after you start drawing, almost fall over when you almost fall over. And it's not just that. It seems like everything I say, she had to copy and say "Oh me too." I'm pretty sure if I started talking about ANYTHING she would be like "Oh me too."
The thing is, she's NOT me, and it's really starting to creep me out how she seems to think she IS me. And she keeps making friends with my friends, which is going to make it even harder to separate from her when I do. I don't understand how these people work. It bugs me, because I never seem to recognize them until they're already parasitically involved in my life, and I feel like in order to break from this parasite, I like, need to leave this school or something.
And that pisses me off. Why do I have to be the one to leave, when she's the one at fault? I don't know. I need to think about this more. I wonder if there's anything that's like "emotional parasite removal techniques". Who knows. Guh.
Please refer me to and emotional parasite removers you know, thanks.
Music = La Traviata by Gioachino Rossini
Mood = Mild with a chance of flurries.
What I SHOULD be doing = Who knows?
Random Fact about me = I seem to store music I listen to in my head in the form of a continuous soundtrack
At this point, Annoying Friend is starting to creep me out. I mean, there's limits to friendly.... following, you know? There's a point when it stops being mimicry and becomes creepy, and I have a feeling we're reaching that point. And that creeps me out. Does that make her my stalker? Who knows.
She seems to enjoy copying me. At first I was wondering, you know, if she really admires me or something, and because of that wants to copy me. I mean, that was weird, but I figure, whatever. But not she's starting to get parasitic. She's trying to sink herself into my life, and it feels like she's this little parasite attached to every part of my life, to the point that I actually have no idea how to separate her from me without losing half of my life. That creeps me out.
I mean like, she's copied me a lot. Thus far, she's followed me to two groups, changed her major to match my current one (thankfully, she won't be able to follow me to music...), she's liked two of the guys that I liked (I've cast them both off as not worth my time)... I mean, that one is like "Yay, Dragonista's castoffs! Woohoo!". How ridiculous is that? She's also followed me to my church. And in my church, as well as those two groups, whatever I do, she is close behind in doing the identical thing. I try to ignore it, but it's really distracting to see somebody start drawing seconds after you start drawing, almost fall over when you almost fall over. And it's not just that. It seems like everything I say, she had to copy and say "Oh me too." I'm pretty sure if I started talking about ANYTHING she would be like "Oh me too."
The thing is, she's NOT me, and it's really starting to creep me out how she seems to think she IS me. And she keeps making friends with my friends, which is going to make it even harder to separate from her when I do. I don't understand how these people work. It bugs me, because I never seem to recognize them until they're already parasitically involved in my life, and I feel like in order to break from this parasite, I like, need to leave this school or something.
And that pisses me off. Why do I have to be the one to leave, when she's the one at fault? I don't know. I need to think about this more. I wonder if there's anything that's like "emotional parasite removal techniques". Who knows. Guh.
Please refer me to and emotional parasite removers you know, thanks.
It's not like I needed to pass that or anything...
Time = 12:39PM
Music = La Traviata by Guiseppe Verdi
Mood = Exhausted
What I SHOULD Be Doing = Sleeping
Random Fact about me = I can't seem to function on under 9 hours of sleep
So honestly, what I'm writing about happened a couple of days ago, and by the time I'm writing this, it's been well resolved, but I still want to write about it, because this particular person is really beginning to piss me off. I don't remember what I've called her in the past, but from now on, she's Whiny.
So, I sleep through my alarm on Friday, and consequently totally sleep through my class. So Whiny texts me, and tells me that we have a listening test on Monday (now that's where we listen to excerpts of songs and name the title, the composer, etc.). She doesn't tell me what's on the test, just that we have one, and that she'll let me know later.
So, taking her at her word, I wait for her to tell me what is on the test, even turning down somebody else's offer to tell me what was on it (okay, that was stupid on my part, but still). Saturday rolls around, she hasn't told me. Sunday rolls around, she hasn't told me. Monday rolls around, and oh look, it's the day of the test, and I have no idea what's on it! And the topper? Whiny isn't even in class.
Now thankfully, by some miracle, my prof decided to move the test to tomorrow, and I was able to get the songs from another classmate, but I'm seriously pissed at Whiny, because she wasn't even sorry about it. It was "Oh I spaced it!" Like my life revolves around her. Not like, I don't know, I was maybe depending on her, since she told me to, and she didn't come through, or anything. Not like I would have completely flunked the test if it hadn't been moved to another day. Not like I wasn't stressing out on Sunday night knowing that there was a test in the morning, and not wanting to wake anybody up. No, she just spaced it, and because the test was moved, there were no consequences of her stupid selfishness.
And know what else? She wants to live with me next semester! Isn't that great? Because I want my days to be filled with the depressing presence of this pessimistic biggot, filling my ears with all the shit about how the world doesn't revolve around her when it really should. I. Don't. Care. She would drive me batty, and I don't know if either of us would last the first week, let alone a semester. But because she caught me unaware, I said "Sure?" and now she thinks it's set in stone. So I'm going to have to tell her that I don't want to live with her. I think I'm gonna go with the "I just don't think we're compatible as roommates" route, but knowing who she is, she'll probably be all like "but we arrreeeee. why won't you roooom with meee"... and if she does that...
I really want to tell her "I wasn't going to say this, but to put it simply, I really don't want to live with you." I just need to find a place to drop it into conversation. Maybe I'll do it tomorrow. Who knows, if she starts hating me now, by the end of the semester, she won't even talk to me, and then my life would be just rosy. ... You know, other than the like... 7 other people who are chewing on my ear.
On the bright side... I have a roommate now. And you know what that means? No private space for people to vomit their issues onto me. That's right, this room is vomit free! Woohoo! Now I just need to find ways to sever their parasitic ties to my life, and it'll be just peachy.
Wish me luck!
Music = La Traviata by Guiseppe Verdi
Mood = Exhausted
What I SHOULD Be Doing = Sleeping
Random Fact about me = I can't seem to function on under 9 hours of sleep
So honestly, what I'm writing about happened a couple of days ago, and by the time I'm writing this, it's been well resolved, but I still want to write about it, because this particular person is really beginning to piss me off. I don't remember what I've called her in the past, but from now on, she's Whiny.
So, I sleep through my alarm on Friday, and consequently totally sleep through my class. So Whiny texts me, and tells me that we have a listening test on Monday (now that's where we listen to excerpts of songs and name the title, the composer, etc.). She doesn't tell me what's on the test, just that we have one, and that she'll let me know later.
So, taking her at her word, I wait for her to tell me what is on the test, even turning down somebody else's offer to tell me what was on it (okay, that was stupid on my part, but still). Saturday rolls around, she hasn't told me. Sunday rolls around, she hasn't told me. Monday rolls around, and oh look, it's the day of the test, and I have no idea what's on it! And the topper? Whiny isn't even in class.
Now thankfully, by some miracle, my prof decided to move the test to tomorrow, and I was able to get the songs from another classmate, but I'm seriously pissed at Whiny, because she wasn't even sorry about it. It was "Oh I spaced it!" Like my life revolves around her. Not like, I don't know, I was maybe depending on her, since she told me to, and she didn't come through, or anything. Not like I would have completely flunked the test if it hadn't been moved to another day. Not like I wasn't stressing out on Sunday night knowing that there was a test in the morning, and not wanting to wake anybody up. No, she just spaced it, and because the test was moved, there were no consequences of her stupid selfishness.
And know what else? She wants to live with me next semester! Isn't that great? Because I want my days to be filled with the depressing presence of this pessimistic biggot, filling my ears with all the shit about how the world doesn't revolve around her when it really should. I. Don't. Care. She would drive me batty, and I don't know if either of us would last the first week, let alone a semester. But because she caught me unaware, I said "Sure?" and now she thinks it's set in stone. So I'm going to have to tell her that I don't want to live with her. I think I'm gonna go with the "I just don't think we're compatible as roommates" route, but knowing who she is, she'll probably be all like "but we arrreeeee. why won't you roooom with meee"... and if she does that...
I really want to tell her "I wasn't going to say this, but to put it simply, I really don't want to live with you." I just need to find a place to drop it into conversation. Maybe I'll do it tomorrow. Who knows, if she starts hating me now, by the end of the semester, she won't even talk to me, and then my life would be just rosy. ... You know, other than the like... 7 other people who are chewing on my ear.
On the bright side... I have a roommate now. And you know what that means? No private space for people to vomit their issues onto me. That's right, this room is vomit free! Woohoo! Now I just need to find ways to sever their parasitic ties to my life, and it'll be just peachy.
Wish me luck!
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