Gaaaaaaah (yes that is a word, maybe I should write up a specialized dictionary just for this blog so that everyone will know what I'm talking about or something....) anyway where was I? That's right!
Gaaaaaaaaah, so when I was a kid I had this disgusting habit of biting my nails, so I never had the pretty nails like all the other girls in my school, but that never really bugged me or anything. The only thing that was a problem for me was that I had the ugliest hands a girl can ever have. There's like no fat on them at all, which some may consider a good thing but alas I do not. The lack of mentioned fat means that since I seem to have abnormally huge knuckles from The Thing or something like that, my fingers are just not pretty and look misshapen, it sucks. My semi-supportive friends in this matter have told me that it's not really that bad, but then I point out to myself that they all have normal human hands and not something out of the Sci-fi channel (the old one back when it was a real world and not "syfy" seriously what the hell is up with that). Anyway back to the nail biting thing. Back then when it was only my nails/hands that were ugly I didn't really let it bother me if I could help it, but then when I finally convined my parents that I was blind, I got glasses. And then a year or so after that I got braces. And when you add bad hands to glasses, to braces, and then add it all to the unfortunate boyish habits I had had which meant a bad haircut and seriously untamed eyebrows. Yeah NOT a good combination. Thankfully starting around the end of middle school I started making a change. I couldn't do anything about the braces (or I guess it was pre-braces at the point since the real ones didn't come until the summer before high school started for me) but I could get contacts. And with the contacts came eyebrow maintenance. Then it was actually doing something to my hair, which meant that I let it start to look like a girl's and stopped dying it unfortunate shades of blond (seriously I dyed it like 6 different shades at the same time in different places, I thought it was a cool "motley" look, needless to say I didn't have to dress up for Halloween).
And finally after that I discovered fashion, or at least sort of, I still have days like yesterday for example when I just throw anything on, I don't even bother to see what it is. And thankfully not long after that it was makeup. Now of course, since I have a sense of my type of style, people think I'm a darker person, but I assure you non-existent readers, I'm actually a perky and amazingly fun person. I just wear a lot of black eyemakeup and only tend to wear black, gray, and occasionally white (when mixed with black or gray) clothes, jackets, or shoes. Oh and I dye my boring brown hair (that used to be a cool red but sadly the lack of sun had ruined that for me) blackish, it's really just a very dark brown but I say black because I'm just that kind of person.
Anyway sort of back on topic, not really I'm trying to talk about my nails, but I have to get through this first so I can get to my point. Thankfully the day before my picture for sophomore year I got my braces off (YAY) and even though they really hurt, my teeth were nice and straight for what was my first good school picture since I was a little girl who might as well have been a doll since my mom liked dressing me up so much (I'm talking like 3-7, because 7 was when I finally decided to start wearing what I wanted to and then came the tomboy, and then all the broken bones and unfortunately placed scars started to appear). The only good thing about those god awful pieces of metal was that they made it impossible for me to bite my nails at all, and so my habit was broken for me, my willpower had nothing to do with it. And so since then I have been pretty cool with how I look and I liked having regular girl nails, the only good part about my hands, despite the fact that I can't paint them since food health laws forbid me to wear nail polish and deal with food at the same time.
But then the last month or so happened. Stress started to kick in, my grades started to matter, I had to come to terms with the fact that my senior project isn't going anywhere so I should really get going on ideas for it. So before I knew it, I was biting my nails again, and not like before, now I am biting them down to the quick, and it HURTS dude. I mean ouch, my poor fingertips are all red and painful and it hurts to touch stuff, and even type (but I put the good of maybe two uninterested readers above my own pain), and to make matters worse today I did my usual drop-my-backpack-off-onto-one-arm-and-then-put-it-on-the-ground thing. The result of that was I accidentally let my little pinkie finger get stuck in the strap on the way down and one little defintie crack later, I had a broken pinkie finger. And since those finger cast things are a joke I just wrapped it with about 10 band-aides (which hurt like a bitch just so you know, since I decided to do it in a moving car at the time). So YEAH, not a good day for the hands...
Oh well I have most definitely done worse.... a LOT worse, but trust me you don't want to hear about all the incredibly stupid things I have done to my poor body (ok that sounded a liiiiittle wrong).
But now I have to go because, well to tell the truth my fingers are really starting to hurt, and what I said earlier about putting the good of the readers above my own pain, right now I take it back. I need ice, and I need some Stargate and Off the Map therapy. Why do homework when you really don't want to? See, my logic is undeniable and you know it.
By the way, if I have to add Off the Map to my list of unjustly canceled shows I may have to go strangle a certain NBC executive...
Ok ta ta for now, I hope my completely annoying and useless to the world story provided at least SOME temporary entertainment for you.
Love Lys.
P.S. I know I didn't do that sign off correctly but to be honest I don't care =), anyway, I'm a junior in high school, but as a sign that the techno age is really starting to break down some fundamentals of education, I never write letters by HAND so I just learned today that you're supposed to put the whole "Sincerely, John" thing waaaaay over to the right at the end of the letter. Now how many of you people who are my age knew that? Because I was like, "go figure?"
Ok now I'm leaving... OW MY FINGERS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Wednesday, March 30, 2011
Thursday, March 24, 2011
How Did I forget?
How the hell did I forget to mention this???
BLAINE KISSED KURT. I don't care if this makes me a Glee freak, I am just so extremely happy that they kissed I have been waiting for a gay teenaged couple on tv and not only did they kiss... but it was a REAL kiss not some stupid peck. It was awesome and I loved it.
Ok that's all.
BLAINE KISSED KURT. I don't care if this makes me a Glee freak, I am just so extremely happy that they kissed I have been waiting for a gay teenaged couple on tv and not only did they kiss... but it was a REAL kiss not some stupid peck. It was awesome and I loved it.
Ok that's all.
Life is so Confusing
So everything is going pretty well. Ish. I hate dealing with school, but that's to be expected. And I hate dealing with parents while being a teenager because as far as they are concerned, pretty much everything I do is just a phase. All the teens out there totally know what I'm talking about and they cry the bitter tears of frustration with me. Or maybe just scream into pillows like I do, my friend Char tells me that I should punch the pillow too, but I LIKE my pillow, I'd rather punch the source of my frustration.
So there was a lot that I wanted to write about this week, but since (despite the fact that I only have 4 classes at my high school) all of my teachers decided to give a shit load of homework and my natural ADD kicked in, I got reaaaaaally distracted and well, didn't write any of it down. Now here I am having forgot ALL of it but at least I can write about what's on my mind now. And since I no longer react like a two-year-old and immediately want my parents to read this right after I update it, my mom doesn't even remember this and I can now right whatever the hell I want to, especially since NO ONE ELSE READS THIS!
But none of that bothers me, I've recently started to change things for myself, I huff less glue (that was a joke), i do my homework at night instead of at 5:30 in the morning, I get more hours at work, I try my very best to not fall asleep during class (I'll tell you about my system in a sec), I make an effort to not talk so loudly (which in my defense.... never mind), I try to keep my sentences short (and you can see how well that's going for me), and I have started (as of like an hour ago) to imagine myself on an island, nothing can hurt me and my life is my own. The only things that really weigh on my mind are to try and stay single (while thinking of ways to ask this one particular person out(because that works)), and saving for my car (which will happen some day because I have the perfect name and I want to start being able to use it). Oh yeah and to get a really sexy tattoo, but that's pretty low on the list right now.
Ok random subject change. Back to that system I talked about. For the last week or so I have been falling asleep during English, and occasionally History too. My friend Emma started to make some smart-ass comments about how technically I hadn't been to class for days so I developed a pretty straightforward way of things. First I tried caffeine, it seemed like the obvious answer. Except for the fact that the increased dosages of energy made me hyper when I wasn't in English (much to the amusement of Char), and then as soon as the Jubs started talking I was out. So then I went to the next best thing, I had Emma poke me when I was asleep, and it worked since she had a little too much fun stabbing me in the neck or side, but then she started paying attention during class and less on me so now it's Billie who reaches across the isle to startle me into wakefulness. It works for me, and that's all that matters.
But today during class when we were talking about stuff and I was in the in-between-phase of being awake and drooling on my book.
And then I reflected to yesterday, which was pretty awesome. It started off with sun, which was weird because I didn't know we got that here in Seattle, who knew? So during my 6th block, during which I am a T.A. to my history teacher, Char and I got bored so we decided to take a walk outside, it was so nice when we got out that the first thing I did was drop my bag and stretch out right on the walkway to the school. People seemed to think it was pretty funny but it was just too nice for me to care. Eventually Char got me to move myself over to the grass and then we just stayed there for a while. But I realized that I had to go find my teacher so we started back towards her office. Before we could get there however, we saw our old English teacher the Twombs in the hell. We didn't really get a chance to see what he was doing, just that he was raising a pipe to his mouth when the FIRE ALARM went off. He paused, and then proceeded to blow into the tube which was when we realized that it was a homemade blowdart. He hit this kid in the hall with the lights and sirens going off then went to go get his class to safety and CHar and I went back the way we came. After the drill we tracked down Twombs and I asked him if that was really a blowdart gun thing and he responded by shooting one at me, it didn't actually hit me sine i was made out of MAGAZINE paper but it was still pretty funny. After that he explained, very seriously, the logistics and technicalities of the gun and the dart and when I asked him if this was his off-period too, he said, "No I'm teaching right now."
Deadpan. Only Twombley...
So yeah that's all I got for now. But hey at least I updated, I still have homework to do but until midnight I can can saw that I did it at night and not in the wee hours of the morning. And in the end that's ALL that matters.
BTW if anyone is reading this, please COMMENT. I"M DYING HERE, I keep thinking that I'm all alone in the world and as a reader you should stop that because those kinds of thoughts can lead to depression and do you want that on your conscience?
So there was a lot that I wanted to write about this week, but since (despite the fact that I only have 4 classes at my high school) all of my teachers decided to give a shit load of homework and my natural ADD kicked in, I got reaaaaaally distracted and well, didn't write any of it down. Now here I am having forgot ALL of it but at least I can write about what's on my mind now. And since I no longer react like a two-year-old and immediately want my parents to read this right after I update it, my mom doesn't even remember this and I can now right whatever the hell I want to, especially since NO ONE ELSE READS THIS!
But none of that bothers me, I've recently started to change things for myself, I huff less glue (that was a joke), i do my homework at night instead of at 5:30 in the morning, I get more hours at work, I try my very best to not fall asleep during class (I'll tell you about my system in a sec), I make an effort to not talk so loudly (which in my defense.... never mind), I try to keep my sentences short (and you can see how well that's going for me), and I have started (as of like an hour ago) to imagine myself on an island, nothing can hurt me and my life is my own. The only things that really weigh on my mind are to try and stay single (while thinking of ways to ask this one particular person out(because that works)), and saving for my car (which will happen some day because I have the perfect name and I want to start being able to use it). Oh yeah and to get a really sexy tattoo, but that's pretty low on the list right now.
Ok random subject change. Back to that system I talked about. For the last week or so I have been falling asleep during English, and occasionally History too. My friend Emma started to make some smart-ass comments about how technically I hadn't been to class for days so I developed a pretty straightforward way of things. First I tried caffeine, it seemed like the obvious answer. Except for the fact that the increased dosages of energy made me hyper when I wasn't in English (much to the amusement of Char), and then as soon as the Jubs started talking I was out. So then I went to the next best thing, I had Emma poke me when I was asleep, and it worked since she had a little too much fun stabbing me in the neck or side, but then she started paying attention during class and less on me so now it's Billie who reaches across the isle to startle me into wakefulness. It works for me, and that's all that matters.
But today during class when we were talking about stuff and I was in the in-between-phase of being awake and drooling on my book.
And then I reflected to yesterday, which was pretty awesome. It started off with sun, which was weird because I didn't know we got that here in Seattle, who knew? So during my 6th block, during which I am a T.A. to my history teacher, Char and I got bored so we decided to take a walk outside, it was so nice when we got out that the first thing I did was drop my bag and stretch out right on the walkway to the school. People seemed to think it was pretty funny but it was just too nice for me to care. Eventually Char got me to move myself over to the grass and then we just stayed there for a while. But I realized that I had to go find my teacher so we started back towards her office. Before we could get there however, we saw our old English teacher the Twombs in the hell. We didn't really get a chance to see what he was doing, just that he was raising a pipe to his mouth when the FIRE ALARM went off. He paused, and then proceeded to blow into the tube which was when we realized that it was a homemade blowdart. He hit this kid in the hall with the lights and sirens going off then went to go get his class to safety and CHar and I went back the way we came. After the drill we tracked down Twombs and I asked him if that was really a blowdart gun thing and he responded by shooting one at me, it didn't actually hit me sine i was made out of MAGAZINE paper but it was still pretty funny. After that he explained, very seriously, the logistics and technicalities of the gun and the dart and when I asked him if this was his off-period too, he said, "No I'm teaching right now."
Deadpan. Only Twombley...
So yeah that's all I got for now. But hey at least I updated, I still have homework to do but until midnight I can can saw that I did it at night and not in the wee hours of the morning. And in the end that's ALL that matters.
BTW if anyone is reading this, please COMMENT. I"M DYING HERE, I keep thinking that I'm all alone in the world and as a reader you should stop that because those kinds of thoughts can lead to depression and do you want that on your conscience?
Friday, March 11, 2011
Your Extra Time
The whole point of Running Start was that I wouldn't have any spare time and so then I would get shit done since I would have only a limited window for each specific thing. And all my plans work out.... yeah right. As it turns out I got too good at doing my homework at the last minute last year, and when that's coupled with my new discovery that this year I can stay up till midnight and get up at six and feel pretty refreshed. For those who may have the idea that maybe me always falling asleep in English would have something to do with my new sleeping pattern but in my defense, except for my AMAZING English class last year, every single one that I've had in the past have put me out like a light. It's just one of those things, sucks but it's the truth.
So back to my point, my procrastination paired with my new timetable means that I still have way too much extra time on my hands. So projects still get put until the night before they're due, studying is more like cramming, and I keep up my (pretty much unknown to anyone but me) reputation of knowing just about every show and movie out there, I mean everything, all the stupid details. Which means that not only am I a complete freak at Star Trek and Stargate, but I also have a couple of online awards for my mastery at a certain videogame called Jak 3, and I currently have a quicklist on Youtube of Glee songs since I watch the show every week despite how I tell everyone that I hate the show (I really do, I just have nothing else to do some days so hey why not catch up on a bunch of 20 somethings who think they honestly look like teens).
Speaking of Glee, my friend said that the main reason why they hire adults to play teens in shows like this is because there's some legal thing that prevents teenagers from doing most types of sex scenes or alike on tv so they need adults to make out for the audience.
And going off of that the episode this week called sexy involved Quinn having a hicky thanks to Finn, which for me is ironic since a week ago my friend's cat mauled my chest and then the day before yesterday I burned myself with my straightener. What do two and two make? In this case according to Emma (one of my closer friends) it looks like I got a hicky myself from Wolverine...... that's just so.much.fun. NOT!
Thankfully both are healing quick so as long as I wear the proper attire, they don't show much, too bad I seem to only own shirts that go down pretty far..... gaaaaaaah.
Anyway so that was my school week summed up pretty quick, I just can't wait for tomorrow since I have no idea what time I start work tomorrow and get to go in early just in case it's like the worst shift ever or something. The best part about that is that I was actually at my Starbucks earlier today and was even looking at the schedule when I was picking up my hairclip and for some reason I decided to not check for tomorrow, I must have this little person in my head that likes it when I make avoidable mistakes that could cause me a lot of suffering.... yeah....
So back to my point, my procrastination paired with my new timetable means that I still have way too much extra time on my hands. So projects still get put until the night before they're due, studying is more like cramming, and I keep up my (pretty much unknown to anyone but me) reputation of knowing just about every show and movie out there, I mean everything, all the stupid details. Which means that not only am I a complete freak at Star Trek and Stargate, but I also have a couple of online awards for my mastery at a certain videogame called Jak 3, and I currently have a quicklist on Youtube of Glee songs since I watch the show every week despite how I tell everyone that I hate the show (I really do, I just have nothing else to do some days so hey why not catch up on a bunch of 20 somethings who think they honestly look like teens).
Speaking of Glee, my friend said that the main reason why they hire adults to play teens in shows like this is because there's some legal thing that prevents teenagers from doing most types of sex scenes or alike on tv so they need adults to make out for the audience.
And going off of that the episode this week called sexy involved Quinn having a hicky thanks to Finn, which for me is ironic since a week ago my friend's cat mauled my chest and then the day before yesterday I burned myself with my straightener. What do two and two make? In this case according to Emma (one of my closer friends) it looks like I got a hicky myself from Wolverine...... that's just so.much.fun. NOT!
Thankfully both are healing quick so as long as I wear the proper attire, they don't show much, too bad I seem to only own shirts that go down pretty far..... gaaaaaaah.
Anyway so that was my school week summed up pretty quick, I just can't wait for tomorrow since I have no idea what time I start work tomorrow and get to go in early just in case it's like the worst shift ever or something. The best part about that is that I was actually at my Starbucks earlier today and was even looking at the schedule when I was picking up my hairclip and for some reason I decided to not check for tomorrow, I must have this little person in my head that likes it when I make avoidable mistakes that could cause me a lot of suffering.... yeah....
Thursday, March 10, 2011
Too much sugar..............................
Seriously I feel high, way tooooooo much sugar. On my home from Chemistry at the college today I decided to go by the store and picked up chips (which have a lot of sugar in them according to the nutrition facts... weird) kit-kat bars (for fear of feeling fat I'm not saying just how many I bought), and then I finished off my box of Girl Scout Cookies all the while drinking a soda. The sugar rush is still going strong but I can almost feel my teeth rotting in my mouth as I type.
But all in all life's pretty good right now, I'm listening to Gwenyth Paltrow sing Joan Jett, and currently writing another blog post. It really doesn't get much better than this.
Tomorrow is going to be interesting since I have to go to my friend Zerina's going away party which I know will be fun but I'm still going to cry. She was there when I first started working at Starbucks almost a year-and-a-half ago, and it just kind of seemed like she was always going to be there, it suuuucks that she is leaving. But at least it's to continue with her education and at least it means that she's going to be one step closer to the job that she really wants so I should be very happy for her, and I am, besides it's not like I'm going to all by myself at Starbucks. I have my new best coworkerfriend Courteney who is actually getting promoted and is my new boss, which rocks since she is an awesome worker. And I have Chris who is a hoot and everyone else too so it makes work fun, yeah....
Anyway onto happier topics. I managed to not only doze off during English like usual today, but I managed to sleep through the whole class. It would have been embarrassing if it hadn't been for the fact that no one saw me, and that I didn't drool thank god. But it was still an interesting moment when I put my head on my arm and I swear I blinked and I missed 45 minutes. I was veeeeeery confused for a minute or two but once I realized what had happened I spent the last five minutes of class trying to not laugh, and trying to catch up on whatever I missed, which as it turns out wasn't much.
It's a lot better than this one time when I fell asleep during the break between History and English and when I woke up I realized that we were watching a movie... oopsie.
Oh and speaking of English, fun fact. It's been almost a whole school year and my English teacher still doesn't know my name, or maybe he does and just doesn't care. Either way he calls me by my full first name (despite the fact that I haven't once put that on my homework or essays or anything, it's always my shortened name) but he also calls my friend Elissa Alyssa and so whenever she's not in class (like the last couple of days) for some unknown reason he marks ME absent which is really annoying because thanks to my bad habit of always ditching last year, I keep getting in trouble when my school auto-calls my house to tell my parents that I missed a class. It's happened frequently enough know that I think they're beginning to not believe me anymore... thaaaaanks Juba.
I know that these are trivial concerns for most other Juniors out there but it still bugs the shit out of me (pardon my french).
OOOOOOOH speaking of french for the first time ever I haven't only managed to get a full score on a major project, I've also managed to turn in all my homework so far, a real moment for me. Granted we've only had the two homework assignments, but I have consistently turned them both in, yay me!
And now as I look outside my window I notice how truly windy it is, I don't want any trees falling on my house or anything but it would be kind of nice if one of them fell and like blocked a major road or something so that maybe school would be canceled because my little sister has a LID tomorrow and I hate that she gets to sleep in and get a three-day-weekend that I was supposed to get to if it hadn't been for the freakish snow days. GRRRRR. Wow it is really getting windy out there it's kind of too scary to watch I keep waiting for one of the big pines to just SNAP and crush like my car or something. (That would especially suck since it is a brand new car and I haven't even gotten my phone synced to it yet).
Okay well I'm out of stuff to talk about for now, so off to go eat more junk food.... if there's any left....
But all in all life's pretty good right now, I'm listening to Gwenyth Paltrow sing Joan Jett, and currently writing another blog post. It really doesn't get much better than this.
Tomorrow is going to be interesting since I have to go to my friend Zerina's going away party which I know will be fun but I'm still going to cry. She was there when I first started working at Starbucks almost a year-and-a-half ago, and it just kind of seemed like she was always going to be there, it suuuucks that she is leaving. But at least it's to continue with her education and at least it means that she's going to be one step closer to the job that she really wants so I should be very happy for her, and I am, besides it's not like I'm going to all by myself at Starbucks. I have my new best coworkerfriend Courteney who is actually getting promoted and is my new boss, which rocks since she is an awesome worker. And I have Chris who is a hoot and everyone else too so it makes work fun, yeah....
Anyway onto happier topics. I managed to not only doze off during English like usual today, but I managed to sleep through the whole class. It would have been embarrassing if it hadn't been for the fact that no one saw me, and that I didn't drool thank god. But it was still an interesting moment when I put my head on my arm and I swear I blinked and I missed 45 minutes. I was veeeeeery confused for a minute or two but once I realized what had happened I spent the last five minutes of class trying to not laugh, and trying to catch up on whatever I missed, which as it turns out wasn't much.
It's a lot better than this one time when I fell asleep during the break between History and English and when I woke up I realized that we were watching a movie... oopsie.
Oh and speaking of English, fun fact. It's been almost a whole school year and my English teacher still doesn't know my name, or maybe he does and just doesn't care. Either way he calls me by my full first name (despite the fact that I haven't once put that on my homework or essays or anything, it's always my shortened name) but he also calls my friend Elissa Alyssa and so whenever she's not in class (like the last couple of days) for some unknown reason he marks ME absent which is really annoying because thanks to my bad habit of always ditching last year, I keep getting in trouble when my school auto-calls my house to tell my parents that I missed a class. It's happened frequently enough know that I think they're beginning to not believe me anymore... thaaaaanks Juba.
I know that these are trivial concerns for most other Juniors out there but it still bugs the shit out of me (pardon my french).
OOOOOOOH speaking of french for the first time ever I haven't only managed to get a full score on a major project, I've also managed to turn in all my homework so far, a real moment for me. Granted we've only had the two homework assignments, but I have consistently turned them both in, yay me!
And now as I look outside my window I notice how truly windy it is, I don't want any trees falling on my house or anything but it would be kind of nice if one of them fell and like blocked a major road or something so that maybe school would be canceled because my little sister has a LID tomorrow and I hate that she gets to sleep in and get a three-day-weekend that I was supposed to get to if it hadn't been for the freakish snow days. GRRRRR. Wow it is really getting windy out there it's kind of too scary to watch I keep waiting for one of the big pines to just SNAP and crush like my car or something. (That would especially suck since it is a brand new car and I haven't even gotten my phone synced to it yet).
Okay well I'm out of stuff to talk about for now, so off to go eat more junk food.... if there's any left....
Wednesday, March 9, 2011
You're an Eagle P***s
Does anyone out there know and/or understand siblings?
Haha you're right that WAS a trick question, but at least it has an answer, and it's no. DUUUUH.
I'll give it you (or rather myself) that there is no way in hell that I could understand my younger sister, it might be because she's currently 12 years old and I didn't even understand myself when I was 12. And maybe it has something to do with the fact that she steals my stuff all the time, or even that whenever we have a problem we just either tackle each other or.... yep trying to kill one another is basically the only thing that we do when we fight. But despite all this we still somehow remain sort-of-friends. In real life even if we were the same age and we met in the exact right circumstances we wouldn't be able to stand each other, but since the dumb 8-year-old me decided to one day just ruin the rest of her life and ask her parents for a little sister. And now since we're stuck with each other we fall into the category I just named, friends (but only because we have to be). I may not be able to talk men with her.... or women either for that matter, but I have to love her.
So when we're having a rare moment of sisterly fun and wrestling on the ground because once again she forgot to start a new roll of toilet paper, when my TWELVE-year-old sister says, "you suck mega-giraffe abortions!" One really just has to go.... huh? Seriously she said that, you got to have respect for a kid who would be able to say that, even if that just makes us both laugh harder. But to top it off the next thing she said was, "you're an eagle penis".
Ummmmmm.........................
Yeah no response to that.
But still I have the respect, I think.... maybe there isn't a real name for what I'm feeling in response to this interesting choice in a description of my characteristics.
Haha you're right that WAS a trick question, but at least it has an answer, and it's no. DUUUUH.
I'll give it you (or rather myself) that there is no way in hell that I could understand my younger sister, it might be because she's currently 12 years old and I didn't even understand myself when I was 12. And maybe it has something to do with the fact that she steals my stuff all the time, or even that whenever we have a problem we just either tackle each other or.... yep trying to kill one another is basically the only thing that we do when we fight. But despite all this we still somehow remain sort-of-friends. In real life even if we were the same age and we met in the exact right circumstances we wouldn't be able to stand each other, but since the dumb 8-year-old me decided to one day just ruin the rest of her life and ask her parents for a little sister. And now since we're stuck with each other we fall into the category I just named, friends (but only because we have to be). I may not be able to talk men with her.... or women either for that matter, but I have to love her.
So when we're having a rare moment of sisterly fun and wrestling on the ground because once again she forgot to start a new roll of toilet paper, when my TWELVE-year-old sister says, "you suck mega-giraffe abortions!" One really just has to go.... huh? Seriously she said that, you got to have respect for a kid who would be able to say that, even if that just makes us both laugh harder. But to top it off the next thing she said was, "you're an eagle penis".
Ummmmmm.........................
Yeah no response to that.
But still I have the respect, I think.... maybe there isn't a real name for what I'm feeling in response to this interesting choice in a description of my characteristics.
Tuesday, March 8, 2011
Sheeeeeee's Baaaaaaack
Yeah I know, once again there is another blog out there that proves that teenagers lose interest in stuff about five minutes after they start. But I'm here to try and change that... I'm not saying I'm going to succeed, hell knowing me...., anyway I'm going to try and that's all I can do I guess. Besides doing this is waaaay more fun and interesting than doing homework and rewatching episodes of Legend of the Seeker and Stargate Universe, lamenting failed shows. Speaking of which that actually has something to do with why I'm doing this, I realized just how tired I am of networks screwing with me. And it really isn't just me that's being screwed with, because despite how none of my friends get my obsession with Sci-Fi and Australian shows/movies, there are others out there that feel similarly.
Have you ever seen a show and just really liked it? I know I have and until I get more than just my mom to read this, that's all that matters right now. And as someone who has fallen in love with shows like Stargate Universe, it kills me when they get canceled, because all if proves is that it really isn't just teenagers that lose interest in things right after they start. Execs of all those major channels are always messing with timetables, and in the case of SGU they changed it from Friday to Tuesday and then the ratings went down, and then those same execs decided that that meant the show wasn't doing well and so it was time to pull the plug. What really happened? NOT EVERYONE HAS TIVO! Not everyone can follow that big of a shift in times for a show and so of COURSE ratings went down, as a lifelong fan of anything and everything Stargate, I know that the show not only kept it's amazing qualities that made it great, it was just starting to improve upon them. And what happens, it gets choked off before it can really get started. GAAAAAAH Really? Are you f*****g serious!?!
I know that there were others who thought the new Stargate show was too dark and didn't follow the idea that was originally set in place by the first Stargate movie, but those are probably the same people who don't believe in evolution and do believe in polygamy, so they don't count. The point is that the show was great... and now the final episodes are airing (starting yesterday) and with each one I'm realizing just how much I'm going to miss that show and that this could be the very end for Stargate and all of it's affiliates, which sucks because besides Star Trek I'm sure it's the longest running Sci-Fi phenomenon out there (oh and besides Doctor Who too) and this is a really shitty end for it.
So to prove that I am better than all those execs I am trying to start what will hopefully be a successful run at being productive and keeping something going, even if no one has fallen in love with me or my blog yet. Because unlike SGU, there's still hope for my story to go on. Cheesy I know, but it works, and that's all that matters to me. And I'm all that counts because no one is reading this... HA!
By the way here's my (probably ongoing in the future) list of unfairly canceled shows, science fiction or not: (By the way you should consider watching some of them, they're really good albeit short)
Stargate Universe
Stargate Atlantis
Firefly ( I KNOW I'm not the only one mad about that)
Farscape
The Class
Star Trek: Enterprise (Yeah I might be the only one mad about that)
The Legend of the Seeker
The Dresden Files
Basically any show on Hulu since they only seem to pick up the ones that they know are over.... GRRRRRR.
Have you ever seen a show and just really liked it? I know I have and until I get more than just my mom to read this, that's all that matters right now. And as someone who has fallen in love with shows like Stargate Universe, it kills me when they get canceled, because all if proves is that it really isn't just teenagers that lose interest in things right after they start. Execs of all those major channels are always messing with timetables, and in the case of SGU they changed it from Friday to Tuesday and then the ratings went down, and then those same execs decided that that meant the show wasn't doing well and so it was time to pull the plug. What really happened? NOT EVERYONE HAS TIVO! Not everyone can follow that big of a shift in times for a show and so of COURSE ratings went down, as a lifelong fan of anything and everything Stargate, I know that the show not only kept it's amazing qualities that made it great, it was just starting to improve upon them. And what happens, it gets choked off before it can really get started. GAAAAAAH Really? Are you f*****g serious!?!
I know that there were others who thought the new Stargate show was too dark and didn't follow the idea that was originally set in place by the first Stargate movie, but those are probably the same people who don't believe in evolution and do believe in polygamy, so they don't count. The point is that the show was great... and now the final episodes are airing (starting yesterday) and with each one I'm realizing just how much I'm going to miss that show and that this could be the very end for Stargate and all of it's affiliates, which sucks because besides Star Trek I'm sure it's the longest running Sci-Fi phenomenon out there (oh and besides Doctor Who too) and this is a really shitty end for it.
So to prove that I am better than all those execs I am trying to start what will hopefully be a successful run at being productive and keeping something going, even if no one has fallen in love with me or my blog yet. Because unlike SGU, there's still hope for my story to go on. Cheesy I know, but it works, and that's all that matters to me. And I'm all that counts because no one is reading this... HA!
By the way here's my (probably ongoing in the future) list of unfairly canceled shows, science fiction or not: (By the way you should consider watching some of them, they're really good albeit short)
Stargate Universe
Stargate Atlantis
Firefly ( I KNOW I'm not the only one mad about that)
Farscape
The Class
Star Trek: Enterprise (Yeah I might be the only one mad about that)
The Legend of the Seeker
The Dresden Files
Basically any show on Hulu since they only seem to pick up the ones that they know are over.... GRRRRRR.
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