I knew I shouldn’t have spilled. The thought of him knowing pains me, to say the least. What I thought was going to happen, did. He left. He said he had to go for a little bit, but I know that’s a lie, he most likely appeared offline, or even worse, blocked me or something, just so he could have a breather from me. I don’t like that when things don’t go the way I planned. But I should have gotten used to it by now, you know, not getting my way. It happens more often, way more often than when I do get my way.
Now it's awkward again - WHY WHY WHY do I let myself go through this?!
2009-12-02
2009-11-30
QUOTES!
Do what makes you happy, be with who makes you smile, laugh as much as you breathe, and love as long as you live.
Remember when...
Friends didn't lie to you and the worst thing anyone ever called you was a meanie. When you were judged only by how nice you were. How you only wanted to hear "I love you." from your mom..
Well, things change.
Because now..
Friends barely tell you the truth. Girls will call you a ton of things that will make you want to breakdown and cry. Now you're judged on how expensive your clothes are and you would give up every single time your mom ever told you she loved you just to hear him say it once.
Welcome to a world where people talk about eachother and everyone lies and everyone tries to be something they're not and nobody can keep a secret and friendships that lasted forever were broken.
Yeah well, it's called LIFE.
Remember when...
Friends didn't lie to you and the worst thing anyone ever called you was a meanie. When you were judged only by how nice you were. How you only wanted to hear "I love you." from your mom..
Well, things change.
Because now..
Friends barely tell you the truth. Girls will call you a ton of things that will make you want to breakdown and cry. Now you're judged on how expensive your clothes are and you would give up every single time your mom ever told you she loved you just to hear him say it once.
Welcome to a world where people talk about eachother and everyone lies and everyone tries to be something they're not and nobody can keep a secret and friendships that lasted forever were broken.
Yeah well, it's called LIFE.
2009-11-23
Alcoholics
I just thought I would post a good definition of an alcoholic, just to make it clear to people who might not be sure on how to react to the definition or maybe don't know how to tell the difference.
Don't be ashamed. Most people don't know how to describe this unexplainable, and almost impossible to control - dangerous habit.
Alcoholism, which is also known as "alcohol dependence syndrome," is a disease that is characterized by the following elements:
Craving: A strong need, or compulsion, to drink.
Loss of control: The frequent inability to stop drinking once a person has begun.
Physical dependence: The occurrence of withdrawal symptoms, such as nausea, sweating, shakiness, and anxiety, when alcohol use is stopped after a period of heavy drinking. These symptoms are usually relieved by drinking alcohol or by taking another sedative drug.
Tolerance: The need for increasing amounts of alcohol in order to get "high."
Alcoholics Can't Just Quit
Alcoholism has little to do with what kind of alcohol one drinks, how long one has been drinking, or even exactly how much alcohol one consumes. But it has a great deal to do with a person's uncontrollable need for alcohol.
This description of alcoholism helps us understand why most alcoholics can't just "use a little willpower" to stop drinking. He or she is frequently in the grip of a powerful craving for alcohol, a need that can feel as strong as the need for food or water.
While some people are able to recover without help, the majority of alcoholic individuals need outside assistance to recover from their disease. With support and treatment, many individuals are able to stop drinking and rebuild their lives.
Many people wonder: Why can some individuals use alcohol without problems, while others are utterly unable to control their drinking? Recent research supported by NIAAA has demonstrated that for many people, a vulnerability to alcoholism is inherited.
Genetics, Environment Play a Role
Yet it is important to recognize that aspects of a person's environment, such as peer influences and the availability of alcohol, also are significant influences. Both inherited and environmental influences are called "risk factors."
But risk is not destiny. Just because alcoholism tends to run in families doesn't mean that a child of an alcoholic parent will automatically develop alcoholism.
Don't be ashamed. Most people don't know how to describe this unexplainable, and almost impossible to control - dangerous habit.
Alcoholism, which is also known as "alcohol dependence syndrome," is a disease that is characterized by the following elements:
Craving: A strong need, or compulsion, to drink.
Loss of control: The frequent inability to stop drinking once a person has begun.
Physical dependence: The occurrence of withdrawal symptoms, such as nausea, sweating, shakiness, and anxiety, when alcohol use is stopped after a period of heavy drinking. These symptoms are usually relieved by drinking alcohol or by taking another sedative drug.
Tolerance: The need for increasing amounts of alcohol in order to get "high."
Alcoholics Can't Just Quit
Alcoholism has little to do with what kind of alcohol one drinks, how long one has been drinking, or even exactly how much alcohol one consumes. But it has a great deal to do with a person's uncontrollable need for alcohol.
This description of alcoholism helps us understand why most alcoholics can't just "use a little willpower" to stop drinking. He or she is frequently in the grip of a powerful craving for alcohol, a need that can feel as strong as the need for food or water.
While some people are able to recover without help, the majority of alcoholic individuals need outside assistance to recover from their disease. With support and treatment, many individuals are able to stop drinking and rebuild their lives.
Many people wonder: Why can some individuals use alcohol without problems, while others are utterly unable to control their drinking? Recent research supported by NIAAA has demonstrated that for many people, a vulnerability to alcoholism is inherited.
Genetics, Environment Play a Role
Yet it is important to recognize that aspects of a person's environment, such as peer influences and the availability of alcohol, also are significant influences. Both inherited and environmental influences are called "risk factors."
But risk is not destiny. Just because alcoholism tends to run in families doesn't mean that a child of an alcoholic parent will automatically develop alcoholism.
Alcohol Abuse
I thought I would write about a topic that potentially would matter to some of the other bloggers around here. I know that some of you couldn't be bothered to here me ranting about anything and everything that comes to mind.
I thought about it, and it's a topic that affects me deeply, because I have experience in dealing with these...people.
I am talking about alcoholics.
More importantly, I am talking about young people, families and who is affected most by alcohol and alcohol related issues.
Young People and Alcohol
UNDERAGE DRINKING IS WIDESPREAD IN THE U.S...
More than 10 million current drinkers in the United States are between the ages of 12-20. Of these young drinkers, 20% engage in binge drinking and 6% are heavy drinkers.[1]
On average, young people begin drinking at 13.1 years of age.[2]
By the time they are high school seniors, more than 80% have used alcohol and approximately 62% have been drunk.[3]
Girls are beginning to drink at younger ages. In the 1960s, 7% of 10- to 14-year-old females used alcohol; by the early 1990's, that figure had risen to 31%.[4]
Due to heavy or binge drinking, nearly one out of every five teenagers (16%) has experienced "black outs," after which they could not remember what happened the previous evening. [5]
Young people have easy access to alcohol. In alcohol purchase attempts made by researchers across the U.S., buyers who appeared to be underage were able to purchase alcohol with no questions asked at least 50% of the time. [6]
AND THE CONSEQUENCES ARE DEVASTATING...
Alcohol is a factor in the four leading causes of death among persons ages 10 to 24: (1) motor-vehicle crashes, (2) unintentional injuries, (3) homicide, and (4) suicide. [7]
Young people who begin drinking before age 15 are four times more likely to develop alcohol dependence than those who begin drinking at age 21. [8]
More than 67% of young people who start drinking before the age of 15 will try an illicit drug. Children who drink are 7.5 times more likely to use any illicit drug, more than 22 times more likely to use marijuana, and 50 times more likely to use cocaine than children who never drank. [91
Teens under 15 who have ever consumed alcohol are twice as likely to have sex as those who have not. Nearly 4 in 10 (39%) sexually active teens who use alcohol have had sexual intercourse with four or more individuals. [10]
Underage drinking costs Americans nearly $53 billion annually. If this cost were shared equally by each congressional district, the amount would total more than $120 million per district. [11]
Researchers estimate that alcohol use is implicated in one to two-thirds of sexual assault and acquaintance or "date" rape cases among teens and college students. [12]
In 1999, 21% of 15- to 20-year-old drivers who were killed in crashes were intoxicated. [13]
Here's an article that I found on the internet about how alcohol abuse affects the family.
Link: http://addictionrecoverybasics.com/how-alcohol-abuse-affects-family/
How Alcohol Abuse Affects Family
by Bill Urell on
The effects of alcohol abuse roll over the family like waves crashing on the shore.
When someone experiences alcohol problems, the negative effects of drinking cost dearly, not only the drinker, but also on their partner and other family members.
Often alcohol abusers have a blind spot when it comes to the ravaging effects it can have on loved ones. Recent data suggest that approximately one child in every four (28.6%) in the United States is exposed to alcohol abuse or alcohol dependence in the family.
One of the clearest demonstrations of how alcohol use negatively impacts the family is the widely documented association between alcohol use and interpersonal violence. Family problems that are likely to co-occur with alcohol problems include:
1.Violence – slapping, hitting, smashing and throwing objects.
2. Marital conflict – arguments, the silent treatment, growing apart.
3. Infidelity - finding someone who ‘understands’, prostitution, internet sex.
4. Jealousy - of friends, your partner or the
5. Economic insecurity – loss of job, poor financial decisions, easting money
6. Divorce – isolation
7. Fetal alcohol effect – drinking when pregnant, brain damage to the baby.
Drinking problems may negatively alter marital and family functioning, but there also is evidence that they can increase as a consequence of marital and family problems. Therefore drinking and family functioning are strongly and reciprocally linked. Drinking increases family problems, as family problems increase, drinking increases.
A vicious cycle is formed. It is no surprise that alcohol problems are very common in couples that seek out marital therapy. And, relationship problems are common in drinkers who present for alcohol treatment
Here some more articles about alcohol abuse from around the web.
Prenatal Drinking, Environmental Enrichment: Effects On … – Prenatal alcohol exposure may be particularly destructive for neurotrophins, a family of peptides that influence the growth, development and functional plasticity of the fetal brain. A new rodent study of alcohol’s effects on three key …
Growing Up Alcoholic: The Effects of Alcohol Abuse on Children – Alcohol addiction is a very dangerous disease that not only affects the individual, but also has a direct affect on those family members who are around the addict. A great deal of parents who are dealing with stressors such as their …
The Effects Of Alcohol Consumption On Our Society (mens health care) – Alcohol is metabolized in the liver by enzymes, however, the liver can only metabolize a small amount of alcohol at a time, leaving the excess alcohol to circulate throughout the body. The intensity of the effect of alcohol on the body …
The Effects Of Alcohol In The Body – Don’t let alcoholism get to this point. Ethyl alcohol has industrial properties. The ethyl alcohol which is used in alcoholic beverages is heavily taxed. Ethyl alcohol is one of a family of alcohols, which include methyl alcohol, …
I thought about it, and it's a topic that affects me deeply, because I have experience in dealing with these...people.
I am talking about alcoholics.
More importantly, I am talking about young people, families and who is affected most by alcohol and alcohol related issues.
Young People and Alcohol
UNDERAGE DRINKING IS WIDESPREAD IN THE U.S...
More than 10 million current drinkers in the United States are between the ages of 12-20. Of these young drinkers, 20% engage in binge drinking and 6% are heavy drinkers.[1]
On average, young people begin drinking at 13.1 years of age.[2]
By the time they are high school seniors, more than 80% have used alcohol and approximately 62% have been drunk.[3]
Girls are beginning to drink at younger ages. In the 1960s, 7% of 10- to 14-year-old females used alcohol; by the early 1990's, that figure had risen to 31%.[4]
Due to heavy or binge drinking, nearly one out of every five teenagers (16%) has experienced "black outs," after which they could not remember what happened the previous evening. [5]
Young people have easy access to alcohol. In alcohol purchase attempts made by researchers across the U.S., buyers who appeared to be underage were able to purchase alcohol with no questions asked at least 50% of the time. [6]
AND THE CONSEQUENCES ARE DEVASTATING...
Alcohol is a factor in the four leading causes of death among persons ages 10 to 24: (1) motor-vehicle crashes, (2) unintentional injuries, (3) homicide, and (4) suicide. [7]
Young people who begin drinking before age 15 are four times more likely to develop alcohol dependence than those who begin drinking at age 21. [8]
More than 67% of young people who start drinking before the age of 15 will try an illicit drug. Children who drink are 7.5 times more likely to use any illicit drug, more than 22 times more likely to use marijuana, and 50 times more likely to use cocaine than children who never drank. [91
Teens under 15 who have ever consumed alcohol are twice as likely to have sex as those who have not. Nearly 4 in 10 (39%) sexually active teens who use alcohol have had sexual intercourse with four or more individuals. [10]
Underage drinking costs Americans nearly $53 billion annually. If this cost were shared equally by each congressional district, the amount would total more than $120 million per district. [11]
Researchers estimate that alcohol use is implicated in one to two-thirds of sexual assault and acquaintance or "date" rape cases among teens and college students. [12]
In 1999, 21% of 15- to 20-year-old drivers who were killed in crashes were intoxicated. [13]
Here's an article that I found on the internet about how alcohol abuse affects the family.
Link: http://addictionrecoverybasics.com/how-alcohol-abuse-affects-family/
How Alcohol Abuse Affects Family
by Bill Urell on
The effects of alcohol abuse roll over the family like waves crashing on the shore.
When someone experiences alcohol problems, the negative effects of drinking cost dearly, not only the drinker, but also on their partner and other family members.
Often alcohol abusers have a blind spot when it comes to the ravaging effects it can have on loved ones. Recent data suggest that approximately one child in every four (28.6%) in the United States is exposed to alcohol abuse or alcohol dependence in the family.
One of the clearest demonstrations of how alcohol use negatively impacts the family is the widely documented association between alcohol use and interpersonal violence. Family problems that are likely to co-occur with alcohol problems include:
1.Violence – slapping, hitting, smashing and throwing objects.
2. Marital conflict – arguments, the silent treatment, growing apart.
3. Infidelity - finding someone who ‘understands’, prostitution, internet sex.
4. Jealousy - of friends, your partner or the
5. Economic insecurity – loss of job, poor financial decisions, easting money
6. Divorce – isolation
7. Fetal alcohol effect – drinking when pregnant, brain damage to the baby.
Drinking problems may negatively alter marital and family functioning, but there also is evidence that they can increase as a consequence of marital and family problems. Therefore drinking and family functioning are strongly and reciprocally linked. Drinking increases family problems, as family problems increase, drinking increases.
A vicious cycle is formed. It is no surprise that alcohol problems are very common in couples that seek out marital therapy. And, relationship problems are common in drinkers who present for alcohol treatment
Here some more articles about alcohol abuse from around the web.
Prenatal Drinking, Environmental Enrichment: Effects On … – Prenatal alcohol exposure may be particularly destructive for neurotrophins, a family of peptides that influence the growth, development and functional plasticity of the fetal brain. A new rodent study of alcohol’s effects on three key …
Growing Up Alcoholic: The Effects of Alcohol Abuse on Children – Alcohol addiction is a very dangerous disease that not only affects the individual, but also has a direct affect on those family members who are around the addict. A great deal of parents who are dealing with stressors such as their …
The Effects Of Alcohol Consumption On Our Society (mens health care) – Alcohol is metabolized in the liver by enzymes, however, the liver can only metabolize a small amount of alcohol at a time, leaving the excess alcohol to circulate throughout the body. The intensity of the effect of alcohol on the body …
The Effects Of Alcohol In The Body – Don’t let alcoholism get to this point. Ethyl alcohol has industrial properties. The ethyl alcohol which is used in alcoholic beverages is heavily taxed. Ethyl alcohol is one of a family of alcohols, which include methyl alcohol, …
2009-11-20
A weekend to look forward to?
Alrighty.
So I haven't unpacked the slightest thing last night. I did of course rip open a few garbage bags and rummaged through them to find my uniform for today and my jammies for last night - and a towel of course.
It's a good thing all my makeup and other accessories were more accessible through my carrying case, which to my relief, wasn't surrounded by the mess I had created last night.
Tonight I won't be home. Actually, I think I am stopping off at home to make up an overnight bag and change from my uniform to go and stay at mom's for the night. Someone's gotta stay with her - Tash is leaving for the night to some sleepover at her friend's place. So tonight, it'll just be me and mom.
I can't say I'm not looking forward to it, I am really looking forward to spending time with my mother. It's been a while. But I am not looking forward to the large amounts of lost sleep I will be dealing with. That's something I am not looking forward to.
I guess I already have my Saturday planned out.
1. Say goodbye to mom once Tash comes back.
2. Take the bus back home.
3. Take a nap. (I have to get some of the hours of lost sleep back!)
4. Go through the pile of mess that I call everything I own.
5. Make my bedroom look like a bedroom and not a storage facility.
Not kidding about that last part. My bedroom looks more like a storage facility than anything - there are just garbage bags and boxes strewn all over the floor and other areas, and I have yet to get a dresser. Hm.
Which reminds me. I have to go and borrow one of Uncle Dan's xbox games. Kat (my roommate) has an xbox that she hardly uses, and I wanna see if I'll be able to play it. It's the only way I am going to get out of my boredom after completely re-inventing my bedroom.
I'll have to do something around there. Can't spend my nights and weekends not doing anything. Especially nights. I can never get a decent rest anyway.
So I haven't unpacked the slightest thing last night. I did of course rip open a few garbage bags and rummaged through them to find my uniform for today and my jammies for last night - and a towel of course.
It's a good thing all my makeup and other accessories were more accessible through my carrying case, which to my relief, wasn't surrounded by the mess I had created last night.
Tonight I won't be home. Actually, I think I am stopping off at home to make up an overnight bag and change from my uniform to go and stay at mom's for the night. Someone's gotta stay with her - Tash is leaving for the night to some sleepover at her friend's place. So tonight, it'll just be me and mom.
I can't say I'm not looking forward to it, I am really looking forward to spending time with my mother. It's been a while. But I am not looking forward to the large amounts of lost sleep I will be dealing with. That's something I am not looking forward to.
I guess I already have my Saturday planned out.
1. Say goodbye to mom once Tash comes back.
2. Take the bus back home.
3. Take a nap. (I have to get some of the hours of lost sleep back!)
4. Go through the pile of mess that I call everything I own.
5. Make my bedroom look like a bedroom and not a storage facility.
Not kidding about that last part. My bedroom looks more like a storage facility than anything - there are just garbage bags and boxes strewn all over the floor and other areas, and I have yet to get a dresser. Hm.
Which reminds me. I have to go and borrow one of Uncle Dan's xbox games. Kat (my roommate) has an xbox that she hardly uses, and I wanna see if I'll be able to play it. It's the only way I am going to get out of my boredom after completely re-inventing my bedroom.
I'll have to do something around there. Can't spend my nights and weekends not doing anything. Especially nights. I can never get a decent rest anyway.
A little saying...
I moved again.
Yes me, and yes again.
No, I know you're not surprised and you shouldn't be either.
What I`m surprised is that I moved after 2 months, and not 3; as per usual. Huh.
Yes me, and yes again.
No, I know you're not surprised and you shouldn't be either.
What I`m surprised is that I moved after 2 months, and not 3; as per usual. Huh.
2009-11-17
You know you're in Ontario When...
You Know You’re From Ontario When…
"Vacation" means going to Barrie for the weekend.
You know several people who have hit deer with their cars more than once.
You often switch from "heat" to "A/C" in the same day.
You use a down comforter in the summer.
You think of the major food groups as deer meat, fish, and berries.
There are 7 empty cars running in the parking lot at the Canadian Tire store at any given time.
Your provincial capital calls in the army to help clean up after a snow storm.
Your $400,000 Toronto home is actually a dump
You, and you, alone decide who will win the federal election
You’re in the only province with hard-core American-style crime
MuchMusic’s Speaker’s Corner - rant and rave on national TV for a dollar
Baseball fans park on your front lawn and pee on the side of your house
You know there’s no such thing as an Ontario Seperatist
Lots of tourists come to Toronto because they mistakenly believe it’s a cool city
You have enough French vocabulary to get by some of the day in Ottawa without them thinking that you’re a completly incapable American.
You find -40C a little chilly.
You voted Liberal in the last election.
You actually get these jokes and pass them on to other friends from Ontario.
I got this in an email, and decided to share it.If you consider it a sport to gather your food by drilling through 36 inches of ice and sitting there all day hoping that the food will swim by, you might live in Ontario. If you're proud that your region makes the national news 96 nights each year because Wawa is the coldest spot in the nation, you might live in Ontario. If your local Dairy Queen is closed from September through May, you might live in Ontario. If you instinctively walk like a penguin for six months out of the year, you might live in Ontario. If your dad's suntan stops at a line curving around the middle of his forehead, you might live in Ontario. If you have worn shorts and a parka at the same time, you might live in Ontario. If you have had a lengthy telephone conversation with someone who dialed a wrong number, you might live in Ontario. ********************************************************************* YOU KNOW YOU ARE A TRUE Ontarian: 1. "Vacation" means going South past London for the weekend.
2. You measure distance in hours.
3. You know several people who have hit a deer more than once.
4. You often switch from "heat" to "A/C" in the same day and back again.
5. You can drive 65 mph through 2 feet of snow during a raging blizzard, without flinching.
6. You design your kid's Halloween costume to fit over a snowsuit.
7. Driving is better in the winter because the potholes are filled with snow.
8. You know all 4 seasons: almost winter, winter, still winter, and road construction.
9. Your idea of creative landscaping is a statue of a Deer next to your blue spruce.
10. Down South to you means Toronto.
11. Your 1st of July picnic was moved indoors due to frost.
12. You have more miles on your snow blower than your car.
13. You find 0 degrees "a little chilly."
14. You actually understand these jokes, and you forward them to all your friends in Ontario
"Vacation" means going to Barrie for the weekend.
You know several people who have hit deer with their cars more than once.
You often switch from "heat" to "A/C" in the same day.
You use a down comforter in the summer.
You think of the major food groups as deer meat, fish, and berries.
There are 7 empty cars running in the parking lot at the Canadian Tire store at any given time.
Your provincial capital calls in the army to help clean up after a snow storm.
Your $400,000 Toronto home is actually a dump
You, and you, alone decide who will win the federal election
You’re in the only province with hard-core American-style crime
MuchMusic’s Speaker’s Corner - rant and rave on national TV for a dollar
Baseball fans park on your front lawn and pee on the side of your house
You know there’s no such thing as an Ontario Seperatist
Lots of tourists come to Toronto because they mistakenly believe it’s a cool city
You have enough French vocabulary to get by some of the day in Ottawa without them thinking that you’re a completly incapable American.
You find -40C a little chilly.
You voted Liberal in the last election.
You actually get these jokes and pass them on to other friends from Ontario.
I got this in an email, and decided to share it.If you consider it a sport to gather your food by drilling through 36 inches of ice and sitting there all day hoping that the food will swim by, you might live in Ontario. If you're proud that your region makes the national news 96 nights each year because Wawa is the coldest spot in the nation, you might live in Ontario. If your local Dairy Queen is closed from September through May, you might live in Ontario. If you instinctively walk like a penguin for six months out of the year, you might live in Ontario. If your dad's suntan stops at a line curving around the middle of his forehead, you might live in Ontario. If you have worn shorts and a parka at the same time, you might live in Ontario. If you have had a lengthy telephone conversation with someone who dialed a wrong number, you might live in Ontario. ********************************************************************* YOU KNOW YOU ARE A TRUE Ontarian: 1. "Vacation" means going South past London for the weekend.
2. You measure distance in hours.
3. You know several people who have hit a deer more than once.
4. You often switch from "heat" to "A/C" in the same day and back again.
5. You can drive 65 mph through 2 feet of snow during a raging blizzard, without flinching.
6. You design your kid's Halloween costume to fit over a snowsuit.
7. Driving is better in the winter because the potholes are filled with snow.
8. You know all 4 seasons: almost winter, winter, still winter, and road construction.
9. Your idea of creative landscaping is a statue of a Deer next to your blue spruce.
10. Down South to you means Toronto.
11. Your 1st of July picnic was moved indoors due to frost.
12. You have more miles on your snow blower than your car.
13. You find 0 degrees "a little chilly."
14. You actually understand these jokes, and you forward them to all your friends in Ontario
2009-11-10
....
Contrary to popular belief... I did not have a good weekend.
It is now Tuesday, and if I could go back to bed right now, I most likely would go, and stay there for an entire week.
I have to go to the clinic to get something to calm myself down, cause my behaviour is apparently getting a little ridiculous.
They have me convinced that I have bipolar disorder, but I'm not so sure.
I know that I have concentration issues, and I find it increasingly difficult to keep on task, but..
Now, I forgot what I was going to say. Forget this post. Ugh. I can't think anymore.
It is now Tuesday, and if I could go back to bed right now, I most likely would go, and stay there for an entire week.
I have to go to the clinic to get something to calm myself down, cause my behaviour is apparently getting a little ridiculous.
They have me convinced that I have bipolar disorder, but I'm not so sure.
I know that I have concentration issues, and I find it increasingly difficult to keep on task, but..
Now, I forgot what I was going to say. Forget this post. Ugh. I can't think anymore.
2009-11-06
Just thought I would share...
So, I just thought I would share this..
I keep asking for a laptop because it's something I have been wanting for an extremely long time now, right? So, on facebook, I was all like:
My status: Laptop?
My uncle: Selfish.. can't you just do anything without expecting something in return?
Bryan (my friend): Ask the rest of the world that question. See what answer you get.
-I would have said something like: "You do anything and you expect the world to bow at your feet-
What I wasn't expecting, was my father's answer(who just randomly replied to my status) :<
Dad: My answer would be Christmas.
FIRST OF ALL!
I would never get a laptop for Christmas, it's not like anyone is willing to buy me one, even though things are going great in school, and not to mention, I am overly stressed because I have to find time to stay at school to complete assignments on time, and I work my best during the night, and I am not allowed to be on the computer past 11, and it's not like I have more than a half hour to do my homework. Ugh.
I keep asking for a laptop because it's something I have been wanting for an extremely long time now, right? So, on facebook, I was all like:
My status: Laptop?
My uncle: Selfish.. can't you just do anything without expecting something in return?
Bryan (my friend): Ask the rest of the world that question. See what answer you get.
-I would have said something like: "You do anything and you expect the world to bow at your feet-
What I wasn't expecting, was my father's answer(who just randomly replied to my status) :<
Dad: My answer would be Christmas.
FIRST OF ALL!
I would never get a laptop for Christmas, it's not like anyone is willing to buy me one, even though things are going great in school, and not to mention, I am overly stressed because I have to find time to stay at school to complete assignments on time, and I work my best during the night, and I am not allowed to be on the computer past 11, and it's not like I have more than a half hour to do my homework. Ugh.
TGIF
Thank God It's Friday.
This is sooo true.
I really am glad it's friday today.
So, this morning, like usual I had to be late for school, once again. Woke up at 8, the time I’m supposed to be leaving for school at. Not really all that troubling, considering I knew that in my first class, all we would be doing is reading comics and then trying to make a comic that resembles married life, or something of the sort.
Which is all okay with me, I don’t mind reading comics. It’s the drawing part that bothered me, because I never really knew how to draw in the first place. I can’t draw worth anything, but my teacher was all like, “I am not evaluating your drawing skills, just the message that comes out of the comic itself.” I was like, “Okay, but what if the message isn’t clear because the drawing is so messed-up?” She didn’t say a word, but I think she might have said something along the lines of: “Just try your best, and see what happens.”
So I didn’t end up at school until around 9:30, meaning that my first class teacher was already well into her class, and she was, when I got there. Truth be told, I only had time to read the newspaper comics before the bell rang and we had to leave. Which is alright with me, because you know… my artistic talents… :P
Let’s just say, thank god for Friday. Although, I know it’s not going to get any better throughout the weekend, because unlike everyone else, I always have something I have to do, and I never get to sleep as much as I really want to. There’s always someone at my door, there’s always someone who says I have to do this, and do that, and “Can you do me favors?” that it really drives you crazy. No wonder I’m always so exhausted. I’m so sleep deprived I don’t know what to do with myself anymore.
If you’re wondering about my love life, it’s non-existant. And I’m kind of glad for that, because I really don’t need a love life right now, with all the chaos that goes on. Plus, once I do hook up with someone, it’s just drama from then on and it’s just something that’s really not worth the work.
Brandon asked me how come I don’t have a boyfriend. I told him I didn’t know, but I know damn well why. It’s not that I’m not attractive, and it’s not because I don’t have personality, because I am attractive and I’ve been told I have a great personality and that I’m fun to be around and everyone’s mood brightens up when they are around me. I don’t have a boyfriend because there’s always something I have to do. I can’t have a boyfriend, because we would never hang out, never be with each other. Plus, things are so much easier to deal with single. I already have to deal with the nonsense of family and school and home.. which isn’t the same thing as family, by far not the same thing, that there’s just too much to do, and my brain and my heart can’t handle worrying about another person that’s supposed to be important to me and an important aspect in my life.
That’s why.
I’m excited to get my note for my 45 minute presentation yesterday afternoon. I like what I did and I’m so excited to see what my note is.
I still have to wait quite a while for it too, which bugs me a little. I know I did a good job, but sometimes when I think I did a good job, I am usually quite wrong.
I'm so bored right now, I think I might post something else soon.
This is sooo true.
I really am glad it's friday today.
So, this morning, like usual I had to be late for school, once again. Woke up at 8, the time I’m supposed to be leaving for school at. Not really all that troubling, considering I knew that in my first class, all we would be doing is reading comics and then trying to make a comic that resembles married life, or something of the sort.
Which is all okay with me, I don’t mind reading comics. It’s the drawing part that bothered me, because I never really knew how to draw in the first place. I can’t draw worth anything, but my teacher was all like, “I am not evaluating your drawing skills, just the message that comes out of the comic itself.” I was like, “Okay, but what if the message isn’t clear because the drawing is so messed-up?” She didn’t say a word, but I think she might have said something along the lines of: “Just try your best, and see what happens.”
So I didn’t end up at school until around 9:30, meaning that my first class teacher was already well into her class, and she was, when I got there. Truth be told, I only had time to read the newspaper comics before the bell rang and we had to leave. Which is alright with me, because you know… my artistic talents… :P
Let’s just say, thank god for Friday. Although, I know it’s not going to get any better throughout the weekend, because unlike everyone else, I always have something I have to do, and I never get to sleep as much as I really want to. There’s always someone at my door, there’s always someone who says I have to do this, and do that, and “Can you do me favors?” that it really drives you crazy. No wonder I’m always so exhausted. I’m so sleep deprived I don’t know what to do with myself anymore.
If you’re wondering about my love life, it’s non-existant. And I’m kind of glad for that, because I really don’t need a love life right now, with all the chaos that goes on. Plus, once I do hook up with someone, it’s just drama from then on and it’s just something that’s really not worth the work.
Brandon asked me how come I don’t have a boyfriend. I told him I didn’t know, but I know damn well why. It’s not that I’m not attractive, and it’s not because I don’t have personality, because I am attractive and I’ve been told I have a great personality and that I’m fun to be around and everyone’s mood brightens up when they are around me. I don’t have a boyfriend because there’s always something I have to do. I can’t have a boyfriend, because we would never hang out, never be with each other. Plus, things are so much easier to deal with single. I already have to deal with the nonsense of family and school and home.. which isn’t the same thing as family, by far not the same thing, that there’s just too much to do, and my brain and my heart can’t handle worrying about another person that’s supposed to be important to me and an important aspect in my life.
That’s why.
I’m excited to get my note for my 45 minute presentation yesterday afternoon. I like what I did and I’m so excited to see what my note is.
I still have to wait quite a while for it too, which bugs me a little. I know I did a good job, but sometimes when I think I did a good job, I am usually quite wrong.
I'm so bored right now, I think I might post something else soon.
2009-11-05
So, I was almost late for school, once again...
Staff always wants us to be clean all the time.
And I mean, it's great, Hygiene is great. To be clean is great.
But our bedrooms is our sanctuary and we aren't allowed one thing out of place.
Now I think this is going mildly overboard considering that I can't necessarily function without a little bit of chaos going around in my bedroom. I could understand if I was in an apartment and my bedroom only consisted of a bed, a dresser and a night stand, but the bedroom is all I got where I live, and a little bit of chaos never really hurt anyone, you know.
Plus, it's not like I can find anything in a room that looks so sanitarily perfect. I don't think any young adult can.
I feel like I'm stuck on a really boring reality show, like somehow there's a bunch of cameras and like, people are watching me on the big screen or something.
So I was late this morning because I ended up having to clean up my room after looking frantically for my uniform, because there's not enough room to be clean and organised.. I don't have a closet, i have a storage thing, so it's hard to find things easily. This is why I wanted a room with a closet. What kind of girl doesn't have a closet in her room, I mean, honestly. These things are essential!
And I mean, it's great, Hygiene is great. To be clean is great.
But our bedrooms is our sanctuary and we aren't allowed one thing out of place.
Now I think this is going mildly overboard considering that I can't necessarily function without a little bit of chaos going around in my bedroom. I could understand if I was in an apartment and my bedroom only consisted of a bed, a dresser and a night stand, but the bedroom is all I got where I live, and a little bit of chaos never really hurt anyone, you know.
Plus, it's not like I can find anything in a room that looks so sanitarily perfect. I don't think any young adult can.
I feel like I'm stuck on a really boring reality show, like somehow there's a bunch of cameras and like, people are watching me on the big screen or something.
So I was late this morning because I ended up having to clean up my room after looking frantically for my uniform, because there's not enough room to be clean and organised.. I don't have a closet, i have a storage thing, so it's hard to find things easily. This is why I wanted a room with a closet. What kind of girl doesn't have a closet in her room, I mean, honestly. These things are essential!
2009-10-23
My name is DEXTER.
There are people around me that I would love to yell at right now.
It's really hard to do a psychology paper when there are so many people talking right now, it's hard to concentrate.
I had to use every fiber of my being to wake up this morning. I really did not want to get up.
It's not like I was tired or anything, it was just the fact of actually having to face the day. It wasn't something I was actually looking forward to doing.
I still don't want to face the day, but here I am, at school, really wishing I was home again.
But I don't want to walk all the way there... it's a little long and extremely cold when you're in the beginning of a Northern winter without a coat.
It's true, I don't own a coat.
It would be nice if I did own a coat, you know. And one that was actually nice, so I don't have to look like a total retard, or have people notice that I'm super poor and can't seem to afford things I need.
It really isn't all that fair, when you think about it.
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Some guy is bashing Twilight, and I don't blame him. It's beginning to be a fad, and nothing else. He says it's badly written and every one in the book speaks the same way, and Bella's detective work is slightly extraordinary considering generations of people have been living in Forks, and yet Bella, who only just moved there, figures it all out that Edward and his "family" are vampires.
How coincidental.
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Things are getting stressful at the house again. There are just some people that I wouldn't like to be around at all. They are annoying, and do nothing but complain about everything - not to mention swear, and call everyone a bitch. Or, wonder LOUDLY "Who spiked their BITCH FLAKES".
Honestly, I don't care who spiked whose bitch flakes. The only thing I'm conserned about is doing what I have to do, and getting on with my life. I don't care about the other residents' issues, I don't care what was on CSI, Criminal Minds, or Grey's last night. I don't even care what happened with you and your boyfriend. I just want to live my life, and that's all I want to do at this point.
You know what, she should get her own blog and complain about everything there. Isn't that what all the cool kids are doing these days?
I'm just glad I don't have an chores tonight, because it leaves more time for sleep.
I don't know why I am always feeling so sleep deprived lately. I just want to stay in my bed and just lay there.
Yesterday, we had a meeting about H1N1. The staff explained to us proper handwashing. The last truth about this is that most of the residents do not know how to properly wash their hands.
It's not that hard. You can wash your hands to the tune to "Happy Birthday". Remember, not the fast way, but the normal, syllabic way.
They had also informed us that if we felt sick, that we should inform them and our temperature should be taken. Also, they would ask to take our temperature if they felt that we looked sick.
Trouble is, they haven't bothered me about it, and I've been secretly sick for three weeks now.
I've had a cough, fever, runny nose, headaches, you name it. For two weeks, I have been silently throwing up in front of them, but they don't notice because I'm always trying to keep it down.
I would do anything to stay in bed for days. It would be fantastic to be able to stay in bed and sleep all day. I want to stay in bed for YEARS if I could. I would give up food for this. I just want to sleep and sleep and sleep.
What I don't like is the fact that nothing is making me happy anymore. The fact that there are like, a pack of nerds around the chalkboard explaining some wierd theory, is a stereotypical nightmare. And something is wrong looking with some girl's face. They were talking about being able to talk to dogs, and now they are in a big debate about where the atom came from, and logically thinking what exactly started the big bang, and what the big bang was before it.. well, BANGed.
Ugh. Evolution. Another topic for another time.
It's really hard to do a psychology paper when there are so many people talking right now, it's hard to concentrate.
I had to use every fiber of my being to wake up this morning. I really did not want to get up.
It's not like I was tired or anything, it was just the fact of actually having to face the day. It wasn't something I was actually looking forward to doing.
I still don't want to face the day, but here I am, at school, really wishing I was home again.
But I don't want to walk all the way there... it's a little long and extremely cold when you're in the beginning of a Northern winter without a coat.
It's true, I don't own a coat.
It would be nice if I did own a coat, you know. And one that was actually nice, so I don't have to look like a total retard, or have people notice that I'm super poor and can't seem to afford things I need.
It really isn't all that fair, when you think about it.
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Some guy is bashing Twilight, and I don't blame him. It's beginning to be a fad, and nothing else. He says it's badly written and every one in the book speaks the same way, and Bella's detective work is slightly extraordinary considering generations of people have been living in Forks, and yet Bella, who only just moved there, figures it all out that Edward and his "family" are vampires.
How coincidental.
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Things are getting stressful at the house again. There are just some people that I wouldn't like to be around at all. They are annoying, and do nothing but complain about everything - not to mention swear, and call everyone a bitch. Or, wonder LOUDLY "Who spiked their BITCH FLAKES".
Honestly, I don't care who spiked whose bitch flakes. The only thing I'm conserned about is doing what I have to do, and getting on with my life. I don't care about the other residents' issues, I don't care what was on CSI, Criminal Minds, or Grey's last night. I don't even care what happened with you and your boyfriend. I just want to live my life, and that's all I want to do at this point.
You know what, she should get her own blog and complain about everything there. Isn't that what all the cool kids are doing these days?
I'm just glad I don't have an chores tonight, because it leaves more time for sleep.
I don't know why I am always feeling so sleep deprived lately. I just want to stay in my bed and just lay there.
Yesterday, we had a meeting about H1N1. The staff explained to us proper handwashing. The last truth about this is that most of the residents do not know how to properly wash their hands.
It's not that hard. You can wash your hands to the tune to "Happy Birthday". Remember, not the fast way, but the normal, syllabic way.
They had also informed us that if we felt sick, that we should inform them and our temperature should be taken. Also, they would ask to take our temperature if they felt that we looked sick.
Trouble is, they haven't bothered me about it, and I've been secretly sick for three weeks now.
I've had a cough, fever, runny nose, headaches, you name it. For two weeks, I have been silently throwing up in front of them, but they don't notice because I'm always trying to keep it down.
I would do anything to stay in bed for days. It would be fantastic to be able to stay in bed and sleep all day. I want to stay in bed for YEARS if I could. I would give up food for this. I just want to sleep and sleep and sleep.
What I don't like is the fact that nothing is making me happy anymore. The fact that there are like, a pack of nerds around the chalkboard explaining some wierd theory, is a stereotypical nightmare. And something is wrong looking with some girl's face. They were talking about being able to talk to dogs, and now they are in a big debate about where the atom came from, and logically thinking what exactly started the big bang, and what the big bang was before it.. well, BANGed.
Ugh. Evolution. Another topic for another time.
2009-10-13
This is Heaven
Outside, you stand
Snowflakes melting on your warmed lips
Cold creeping up on your hands
Like a demon on your heart
Wrapped warmly by your coat
You hum softly the words of a lullaby
Looking intently beyond your imagination
The world around you falls sleepily
Transforming into the happy place
You always knew existed
Soft clouds dancing around sun rays
You hear the birds call
The wind rustles
Trees swaying, to and fro
You know that you are home
For you, this is Heaven
Snowflakes melting on your warmed lips
Cold creeping up on your hands
Like a demon on your heart
Wrapped warmly by your coat
You hum softly the words of a lullaby
Looking intently beyond your imagination
The world around you falls sleepily
Transforming into the happy place
You always knew existed
Soft clouds dancing around sun rays
You hear the birds call
The wind rustles
Trees swaying, to and fro
You know that you are home
For you, this is Heaven
2009-09-25
"You're simply amazing".
It's not like anyone really reads any of these but..
I’ve finally realized something I can no longer deny. Around other people, we claim that we hate each other, that we can’t stand each other’s presence in the company of other people in the same room. Alone, our friendship remains strong, and we always talk. No matter what happened that day. And if we stay the night somewhere, we always end up going to bed apart, and waking up intertwined with each other, our hands stuck together like glue.
Why is that? I mean, I might have a boyfriend now, but there’s always that connection with him, that I don’t understand. Part of me doesn’t even want to understand – it just wants to continue to feel like that, to be able to feel like that, because for only a couple hours at a time, peace comes around, and leaves only true happiness.
I can’t say its love, just an undeniable force that somehow unconsciously joins us. Leaving to wake up in the morning, and hardly wanting to push each other off. But, doing it anyway, for fear of freaking out the other person, and losing our “fake hating friendship”.
Speaking of boyfriends, mine is hardly around, making it seem like I’m still single. I was talking to a friend of mine, and he was there, while I blabbed that maybe sometimes I want some attention. I only seem to get his attention a couple of times a month, and even then, it’s nothing sexual. I mean NOTHING sexual. Speaking of which, that hasn’t even happened yet, to my satisfaction, and it’s been a grand total of 25 days.
When I call him, he tells me about his day, asks me about mine, and that’s about it. The relationship is boring. It’s kind of reminding me that it’s moving too slowly and that maybe soon enough there will have to be a change in pace if it’s going to last longer than where it’s headed. What I don’t like about him is that he told me he loved me way too quickly. First night we started dating, he’s like “ I love you” and I felt like saying: “Just don’t. You’re throwing around words that mean the world to me like they don’t mean a single thing, like they just happen to be words people say.”
I called him again last night. No answer again, and then he shut his phone off. I must have called at least 18 times. I don’t like feeling shut out like that. A very good friend of mine said I didn’t deserve it. I asked him why, and he said: “You just don’t”. After a while of wondering I finally asked him and you know what he said? “You’re simply amazing.”
I can’t explain the amount of emotion I felt after I saw that on my computer screen. I was like: “Me? Amazing? Are you sure we’re talking about the same girl here?” After a while, I figured it out. It is true. I am amazing. I put up with a lot; I’m strong, beautiful, intelligent, gentle, caring, supportive, etc. I am simply put – amazing. (:
Now, as I sit here, and type this final word, I can only say that my heart is pulling me in all kinds of directions. I may not love anyone at all, now that I think about it. I may just be looking for comfort, in whatever way I can get it. Comfort is something I have always been looking for. It's something that I haven't had a lot of, and I guess now I'm just looking to have some of it.
Truth is, I'm not looking for anything sexual. I know in my day I should be experimenting pretty sexually, but I choose not too, because of the discomfort it causes me. I don't feel comfortable experimenting that way, which is okay with me.
Anyways.
Hopefully, I get in touch with my so-called boyfriend today, and demand to know what his problem is. I might be a little rusty relationship-wise, but I sure do know that you're supposed to keep in contact with your girl at least every couple of days. It's been way more than a couple of days, in all truth. Even the one who says I was amazing thinks I deserve better than someone who doesn't bother to pay any attention to me.
Oh well, I don't need someone to lean on. I have me, myself and I and I'm already okay with that concept.
As for pain, my upper back continues to hurt on the right side near my spinal area. It's something that I don't want to have to continue to hurt. Found a solution just seconds ago... try placing your back completely straight and still on the chair. There's a back rest there for a reason, I suppose.
I didn't have a spare first period, but we spent most of the time on the computer, which was fine enough for me.
Second period, the one I am in at this present moment, is always kind of a spare for me. I have two weeks, each psychology assignment, to complete 6 questions and then send them online to my teacher.
Third period, after lunch, well, today it's Media Arts, I believe. Which is something I never look forward to, and I hope that someday, I can finally get rid of it. All I need is to show them the course code, and then I won't have to take Media Arts anymore, which is a grand plus for me!
Fourth and last period, I have history, which is never a good class for me. I am beginning to hate it, actually, and just when I thought I would enjoy it. Truth is, there is too many little projects in which we have to be paired up. I hate working in groups. Everyone always seems to get a little too close to me, and I feel like I don't have a bubble anymore, and the air becomes thinner, and thinner until I can't breathe and it's overwhelming and... okay, breathe..
I hate when people stand a little too close to me. It's awkward and I can never hold a conversation well. I always look like I'm looking down, and looking them in the eye, it's just, not going to work with me. If you keep your distance, it won't be so awkward for me, and I'll be able to keep a conversation going - or actually participate in class.
In my sociology class, I would love to actually sit there and tell stories and interact with the group and everything, but the teacher always stands and sits so close that I can't speak up, because she's always like, -right there- all the time. If only I could let her know nicely, that maybe she could back up a little, 'cause it would help TREMEMDOUSLY.
Anyway, I figure I should be getting back to my assignment, since I have loads of other things to do, and never enough computer time to do them.
So, until next time, (:
I’ve finally realized something I can no longer deny. Around other people, we claim that we hate each other, that we can’t stand each other’s presence in the company of other people in the same room. Alone, our friendship remains strong, and we always talk. No matter what happened that day. And if we stay the night somewhere, we always end up going to bed apart, and waking up intertwined with each other, our hands stuck together like glue.
Why is that? I mean, I might have a boyfriend now, but there’s always that connection with him, that I don’t understand. Part of me doesn’t even want to understand – it just wants to continue to feel like that, to be able to feel like that, because for only a couple hours at a time, peace comes around, and leaves only true happiness.
I can’t say its love, just an undeniable force that somehow unconsciously joins us. Leaving to wake up in the morning, and hardly wanting to push each other off. But, doing it anyway, for fear of freaking out the other person, and losing our “fake hating friendship”.
Speaking of boyfriends, mine is hardly around, making it seem like I’m still single. I was talking to a friend of mine, and he was there, while I blabbed that maybe sometimes I want some attention. I only seem to get his attention a couple of times a month, and even then, it’s nothing sexual. I mean NOTHING sexual. Speaking of which, that hasn’t even happened yet, to my satisfaction, and it’s been a grand total of 25 days.
When I call him, he tells me about his day, asks me about mine, and that’s about it. The relationship is boring. It’s kind of reminding me that it’s moving too slowly and that maybe soon enough there will have to be a change in pace if it’s going to last longer than where it’s headed. What I don’t like about him is that he told me he loved me way too quickly. First night we started dating, he’s like “ I love you” and I felt like saying: “Just don’t. You’re throwing around words that mean the world to me like they don’t mean a single thing, like they just happen to be words people say.”
I called him again last night. No answer again, and then he shut his phone off. I must have called at least 18 times. I don’t like feeling shut out like that. A very good friend of mine said I didn’t deserve it. I asked him why, and he said: “You just don’t”. After a while of wondering I finally asked him and you know what he said? “You’re simply amazing.”
I can’t explain the amount of emotion I felt after I saw that on my computer screen. I was like: “Me? Amazing? Are you sure we’re talking about the same girl here?” After a while, I figured it out. It is true. I am amazing. I put up with a lot; I’m strong, beautiful, intelligent, gentle, caring, supportive, etc. I am simply put – amazing. (:
Now, as I sit here, and type this final word, I can only say that my heart is pulling me in all kinds of directions. I may not love anyone at all, now that I think about it. I may just be looking for comfort, in whatever way I can get it. Comfort is something I have always been looking for. It's something that I haven't had a lot of, and I guess now I'm just looking to have some of it.
Truth is, I'm not looking for anything sexual. I know in my day I should be experimenting pretty sexually, but I choose not too, because of the discomfort it causes me. I don't feel comfortable experimenting that way, which is okay with me.
Anyways.
Hopefully, I get in touch with my so-called boyfriend today, and demand to know what his problem is. I might be a little rusty relationship-wise, but I sure do know that you're supposed to keep in contact with your girl at least every couple of days. It's been way more than a couple of days, in all truth. Even the one who says I was amazing thinks I deserve better than someone who doesn't bother to pay any attention to me.
Oh well, I don't need someone to lean on. I have me, myself and I and I'm already okay with that concept.
As for pain, my upper back continues to hurt on the right side near my spinal area. It's something that I don't want to have to continue to hurt. Found a solution just seconds ago... try placing your back completely straight and still on the chair. There's a back rest there for a reason, I suppose.
I didn't have a spare first period, but we spent most of the time on the computer, which was fine enough for me.
Second period, the one I am in at this present moment, is always kind of a spare for me. I have two weeks, each psychology assignment, to complete 6 questions and then send them online to my teacher.
Third period, after lunch, well, today it's Media Arts, I believe. Which is something I never look forward to, and I hope that someday, I can finally get rid of it. All I need is to show them the course code, and then I won't have to take Media Arts anymore, which is a grand plus for me!
Fourth and last period, I have history, which is never a good class for me. I am beginning to hate it, actually, and just when I thought I would enjoy it. Truth is, there is too many little projects in which we have to be paired up. I hate working in groups. Everyone always seems to get a little too close to me, and I feel like I don't have a bubble anymore, and the air becomes thinner, and thinner until I can't breathe and it's overwhelming and... okay, breathe..
I hate when people stand a little too close to me. It's awkward and I can never hold a conversation well. I always look like I'm looking down, and looking them in the eye, it's just, not going to work with me. If you keep your distance, it won't be so awkward for me, and I'll be able to keep a conversation going - or actually participate in class.
In my sociology class, I would love to actually sit there and tell stories and interact with the group and everything, but the teacher always stands and sits so close that I can't speak up, because she's always like, -right there- all the time. If only I could let her know nicely, that maybe she could back up a little, 'cause it would help TREMEMDOUSLY.
Anyway, I figure I should be getting back to my assignment, since I have loads of other things to do, and never enough computer time to do them.
So, until next time, (:
2009-09-24
2009-09-16
&& There's so much left to say...
There are somethings you never quite understand. Like how come it’s been so long since I even bothered to update my blog. So much has happened since the last time I posted, it’s ridiculous.Like, I moved out of that apartment in the beginning of September. I’m still trying to get all of my stuff back. Rose never worked out. Like, you know, the one that convinced me to move in with her in the first place? Yeah, she left in July. I stayed at that apartment only 2 more months than she. What can you do? That two bedroom was a thousand dollars a month. And, for how bad the condition of it was, I’m surprised I even stayed in there that long. I eventually got another roommate, but she never bothered to pay a single months rent – and therefore got me kicked out. She also stole and hocked a ton of my stuff, which I later found out about. I’m still quite upset about it. I mean, I bought food, and accessories and all this stuff, and she has the liberty of taking my possessions and selling them. Most of them had sentimental value, you know. Well, enough about that. I started school. I hate my classes. I really do. I don’t even know why I even bother. I have a project in my media arts class that’s due tomorrow, and I haven’t seen my partner in days. Do I do it all by myself, and then quickly explain it all to her tomorrow? Or what? Because, I’m at a loss.
I’ve moved into my mother’s house temporarily and I got such a welcome from my sister. I know I’m imposing on her life, I can tell. I care about my sister, but sometimes, I swear she’s…
Ugh. Nevermind.
All I know is that now.. I have no direction. I’m just a leaf blowing in the wind, as they say.
I’ve moved into my mother’s house temporarily and I got such a welcome from my sister. I know I’m imposing on her life, I can tell. I care about my sister, but sometimes, I swear she’s…
Ugh. Nevermind.
All I know is that now.. I have no direction. I’m just a leaf blowing in the wind, as they say.
2009-05-06
A little thing called life.
Looking for apartments is a hard thing to do. So many questions to ask, so many things to say, leaving you feeling like there’s always something missing. That maybe you should have asked one more question. On Monday, Rose and I viewed an apartment that I thought was perfect. It was large and beautiful. Some places of the house were fixer-uppers, but I didn’t think it was anything but small. We are going to see another two bedroom today at 3 pm. It’s located near the health unit which is great, and it’s also near the school which is also a good thing. It’s central, and that’s what I’m looking for. I don’t want to have to walk from Gormanville to get to where I need to go, which is where the one we’re viewing this evening at 7 pm. I would have to walk a lot, and nothing I know is around me, to make things easier. However, it is close to where Rose has to go, which manipulates her decision to think about what she wants, and less about what I want. But it’s okay, somehow it will all work itself out and things will get better. I hope.
Do I expect a lot from this place we’re seeing today? Not really. I expect it to be clean and big enough for the two of us. I also expect it to be available June 1st. This way, I will be able to get first and last and be able to stay there a while. I want to know that I will be stable. Have things fall into place the way they were meant to fall into place.
If we don’t get either apartment I don’t know what we are going to do. Things have a way of going wrong, and I have a thing for really disliking disappointment.
Oh well.
So what are my duties for this week? I have to finish my second progress report in English by Tuesday. Also, I have to finish my rough draft in French by Tuesday. And I have a math test today that I am pretty sure I’m not going to get completely right on. Which is okay, because I have a lot on my mind, a lot of things to do and I can’t keep putting everything on my shoulders. Life doesn’t work that way. It could, but I would be completely stressed out and malfunctioning completely by the time I’m 25 and that’s not right. After all, I have the rest of my life to live.
I should be doing my work right now but I feel like I should vent a little. Write a few things down to get out of my head to be able to concentrate on a few other more important things. I mean, school is very important, don’t get me wrong. But there’s this other thing called “Real Life” that constitutes to being a little bit more important. I mean, I am trying to establish something that I will be working on for the rest of my life. I’m trying to start my life better. Trying to make sure that at the end of the day, I have a safe place to call home, and something to call mine.
Hopefully things will work out with a roommate. This means, however, that we will have to establish a long set of rules and make sure both of us follow them, but I think that will be okay. She’ll be working most of the time, which means, I will have to be in charge of most of the housework, which is semi fine with me, because I’ll be home most of the time. But, I am not touching her things, her bedroom, or anything like that. Can’t afford to have her suspect something gone missing just because I decided to dust the dressers.
Oh, and today they are having a talent show at school, and I’ll have to miss it. Not looking forward to the thing that I was looking forward to seeing, being taken away from me because I have to go see apartments instead. But hey, I get dinner in the process and that’s fine with me. I wonder what’s for dinner tonight. I hope it’s not spaghetti. I can’t stand to have that anymore. Maybe something homemade. Mm. Anyways, I have to go get to Physics now. Something tells me I am not going to have fun there. But hey, I have French after that and even then I don’t want to do anything. Then there’s lunch, but I don’t have one today.. and then there’s Math and then I have to NOT go to the talent show.. cause of the stupid apartment viewing. Yay.
Do I expect a lot from this place we’re seeing today? Not really. I expect it to be clean and big enough for the two of us. I also expect it to be available June 1st. This way, I will be able to get first and last and be able to stay there a while. I want to know that I will be stable. Have things fall into place the way they were meant to fall into place.
If we don’t get either apartment I don’t know what we are going to do. Things have a way of going wrong, and I have a thing for really disliking disappointment.
Oh well.
So what are my duties for this week? I have to finish my second progress report in English by Tuesday. Also, I have to finish my rough draft in French by Tuesday. And I have a math test today that I am pretty sure I’m not going to get completely right on. Which is okay, because I have a lot on my mind, a lot of things to do and I can’t keep putting everything on my shoulders. Life doesn’t work that way. It could, but I would be completely stressed out and malfunctioning completely by the time I’m 25 and that’s not right. After all, I have the rest of my life to live.
I should be doing my work right now but I feel like I should vent a little. Write a few things down to get out of my head to be able to concentrate on a few other more important things. I mean, school is very important, don’t get me wrong. But there’s this other thing called “Real Life” that constitutes to being a little bit more important. I mean, I am trying to establish something that I will be working on for the rest of my life. I’m trying to start my life better. Trying to make sure that at the end of the day, I have a safe place to call home, and something to call mine.
Hopefully things will work out with a roommate. This means, however, that we will have to establish a long set of rules and make sure both of us follow them, but I think that will be okay. She’ll be working most of the time, which means, I will have to be in charge of most of the housework, which is semi fine with me, because I’ll be home most of the time. But, I am not touching her things, her bedroom, or anything like that. Can’t afford to have her suspect something gone missing just because I decided to dust the dressers.
Oh, and today they are having a talent show at school, and I’ll have to miss it. Not looking forward to the thing that I was looking forward to seeing, being taken away from me because I have to go see apartments instead. But hey, I get dinner in the process and that’s fine with me. I wonder what’s for dinner tonight. I hope it’s not spaghetti. I can’t stand to have that anymore. Maybe something homemade. Mm. Anyways, I have to go get to Physics now. Something tells me I am not going to have fun there. But hey, I have French after that and even then I don’t want to do anything. Then there’s lunch, but I don’t have one today.. and then there’s Math and then I have to NOT go to the talent show.. cause of the stupid apartment viewing. Yay.
2009-04-29
So here I am again. How lovely it is to see that I am still, in fact here. And normal.
Okay, not quite.
I kissed my ex last night.
It seems I'm going through this whole different process that really isn't making sense to me, making me very, very confused. Like how in Math class, I keep looking at this guy. And I mean, I feel.. flirty. I NEVER feel flirty. It's not just math class, when I walk around and see him, I feel all.. wierd inside. It sounds like a crush thing but I don't think it is. Has to be more about it then that.
I'm not myself. I'm flirty, dangerous.. I'm going to get myself in trouble one of these days, I know it.
I know one thing. This song has been my song of the day for 2 days now.
Emmy Rossum - Slow Me Down lyrics LyricsMode.com
Okay, not quite.
I kissed my ex last night.
It seems I'm going through this whole different process that really isn't making sense to me, making me very, very confused. Like how in Math class, I keep looking at this guy. And I mean, I feel.. flirty. I NEVER feel flirty. It's not just math class, when I walk around and see him, I feel all.. wierd inside. It sounds like a crush thing but I don't think it is. Has to be more about it then that.
I'm not myself. I'm flirty, dangerous.. I'm going to get myself in trouble one of these days, I know it.
I know one thing. This song has been my song of the day for 2 days now.
Emmy Rossum - Slow Me Down lyrics LyricsMode.com
2009-04-27
Hiking, moving and the whole damn thing.
What am I doing with my life? I’m so confused on what I’m going to do it’s rediculous. If I could think about one thing I would like to accomplish come the 1st, I would think it would be to get an apartment. At least get some place to live, and figure out everything else. So right now I have everything I could need. Lies. I don’t. There’s so many other things I could need to have that I don’t have that might be important to have.
So what did I do this weekend? I went hiking for the first time down at Duchesney Falls. They are beautiful. Especially when you fall a few feet into them. Okay, that’s not exactly true. I was hiking up a steep hill because I somehow got off the trails, and I lost my footing. Meanwhile, I’m wearing this 20 pound hiking backpack with a tent and other supplies added onto it on the outside. So, picture me, with that backpack, hiking up some steep hill. So of course I would have lost my footing. Instincts told me to grab something to hold myself up, so I grabbed the first thing in sight. What I grabbed was a tree branch that wasn’t exactly rooted into the ground so I ended up rolling down the hill, the bag kinda making me roll faster cause of gravity and the weight of the bag and such. So yeah, I ended up with a ton of bruises on my legs and cuts and scrapes on my arms. My torso and face seem to be completely fine, I don’t know if I’m internally bleeding but I’m not all that worried. I would still be in pain but I’m healing fine.
So I got my report card today too, not the results I wanted but I’m not failing so I don’t think I’m doing all that bad, but I know I could do so much better.
I have too much on my plate. Don’t people get that?
So what did I do this weekend? I went hiking for the first time down at Duchesney Falls. They are beautiful. Especially when you fall a few feet into them. Okay, that’s not exactly true. I was hiking up a steep hill because I somehow got off the trails, and I lost my footing. Meanwhile, I’m wearing this 20 pound hiking backpack with a tent and other supplies added onto it on the outside. So, picture me, with that backpack, hiking up some steep hill. So of course I would have lost my footing. Instincts told me to grab something to hold myself up, so I grabbed the first thing in sight. What I grabbed was a tree branch that wasn’t exactly rooted into the ground so I ended up rolling down the hill, the bag kinda making me roll faster cause of gravity and the weight of the bag and such. So yeah, I ended up with a ton of bruises on my legs and cuts and scrapes on my arms. My torso and face seem to be completely fine, I don’t know if I’m internally bleeding but I’m not all that worried. I would still be in pain but I’m healing fine.
So I got my report card today too, not the results I wanted but I’m not failing so I don’t think I’m doing all that bad, but I know I could do so much better.
I have too much on my plate. Don’t people get that?
2009-04-07
Prince And Princess Dance
A cousin of mine organised a dance for anyone willing to go, and at the same time raised a little bit of money for mom's cancer treatment trips. This is a couple of pictures we took there. (Notice: I'm not exactly happy in what I'm wearing, let me tell you. It wasn't very form fitting, and made me look like 40 pounds heavier.)
Enjoy! I did! :)
A picturesque post.
I just thought of something.
I really hope I get my camera soon. That way my blog will become a lot more interesting and worth following then someone having to bore themselves over reading word after word after word.
I mean, what's a good blog without pictures?
... You'd have to be really good in getting a person's attention without having something that will capture their attention.
Like this baby for example.. don't you think this is such A CUTE BABY?
A little rant on William Shatner.
So I got to thinking.
I know I don't publish much here, but I thought I would pay whoever reads this a visit, with a brand new post. But. What to talk about? Oh yeah.
William Shatner.
Probably the only thing worth talking about his his little "I am Canadian" thing he did for Just For Laughs in 2000. I found it on my computer one day and somehow made a point to memorize it since I couldn't find it anywhere else that wasn't a link for You Tube. I didn't want You Tube.
How about a little bio first?
* Born: Montreal, 1931
* Lives: Los Angeles and a horse farm in Kentucky
* 1951: Moved to Ottawa to join the Canadian Repertory Theatre
* First movie: The Brothers Karamazov (1958)
* First TV series: For The People (1965 -- it lasted one season)
* Star Trek series: 1966-69
* Star Trek Movies: Star Trek: The Motion Picture (1979);
Star Trek II: The Wrath of Khan (1982);
The Search for Spock (1984);
Star Trek IV: The Voyage Home (1986);
Star Trek V: The Final Frontier (1989);
Star Trek VI: The Undiscovered Country (VI);
Star Trek: Generations (1994)
* Other movies: Airplane II (1982);
Loaded Weapon I (1993);
Tekwar (1994), which Shatner also wrote.
* Other TV series: TJ Hooker (1982-87), Rescue 911 (1987-97)
Hey, I'm not a Starfleet Commander or T. J. Hooker.
I don't live on Starship NCC dash 170 - - - or own a phaser.
I don't know anyone named Bones...Sulu... or Spock.
And no, I've never had Green Alien Sex -- although I'm sure it would be quite an evening. ;)
I speak English.
And French.
NOT Klingon!
I drink Labatt's, not Romulan Ale!
And when someone says to me, 'Live long and prosper,' I seriously mean it when I say 'Get a life!'
My doctor's name is not McCoy, it's Ginsberg.
And Tribbles were puppets! Not real animals!! Puppets!!!
And when I speak, I never, ever, talk like. Every. Word. Is. Its. Own. Sentence!
I live in California, but I was raised in Montreal.
I believe in Priceline Dot Com, where you never have to pay full price for airline tickets, hotels and car rentals.
I have appeared on stage at Stratford, Carnegie Hall, Albert Hall and at the Monkland Theatre in NDG (Notre Dame de Grace).
And yes, I've gone where no man has gone before....
.....But I was in Mexico and her father gave me permission!!
My name is William Shatner and I AM CANADIAN."
That is all.
I know I don't publish much here, but I thought I would pay whoever reads this a visit, with a brand new post. But. What to talk about? Oh yeah.
William Shatner.
Probably the only thing worth talking about his his little "I am Canadian" thing he did for Just For Laughs in 2000. I found it on my computer one day and somehow made a point to memorize it since I couldn't find it anywhere else that wasn't a link for You Tube. I didn't want You Tube.
How about a little bio first?
* Born: Montreal, 1931
* Lives: Los Angeles and a horse farm in Kentucky
* 1951: Moved to Ottawa to join the Canadian Repertory Theatre
* First movie: The Brothers Karamazov (1958)
* First TV series: For The People (1965 -- it lasted one season)
* Star Trek series: 1966-69
* Star Trek Movies: Star Trek: The Motion Picture (1979);
Star Trek II: The Wrath of Khan (1982);
The Search for Spock (1984);
Star Trek IV: The Voyage Home (1986);
Star Trek V: The Final Frontier (1989);
Star Trek VI: The Undiscovered Country (VI);
Star Trek: Generations (1994)
* Other movies: Airplane II (1982);
Loaded Weapon I (1993);
Tekwar (1994), which Shatner also wrote.
* Other TV series: TJ Hooker (1982-87), Rescue 911 (1987-97)
Hey, I'm not a Starfleet Commander or T. J. Hooker.
I don't live on Starship NCC dash 170 - - - or own a phaser.
I don't know anyone named Bones...Sulu... or Spock.
And no, I've never had Green Alien Sex -- although I'm sure it would be quite an evening. ;)
I speak English.
And French.
NOT Klingon!
I drink Labatt's, not Romulan Ale!
And when someone says to me, 'Live long and prosper,' I seriously mean it when I say 'Get a life!'
My doctor's name is not McCoy, it's Ginsberg.
And Tribbles were puppets! Not real animals!! Puppets!!!
And when I speak, I never, ever, talk like. Every. Word. Is. Its. Own. Sentence!
I live in California, but I was raised in Montreal.
I believe in Priceline Dot Com, where you never have to pay full price for airline tickets, hotels and car rentals.
I have appeared on stage at Stratford, Carnegie Hall, Albert Hall and at the Monkland Theatre in NDG (Notre Dame de Grace).
And yes, I've gone where no man has gone before....
.....But I was in Mexico and her father gave me permission!!
My name is William Shatner and I AM CANADIAN."
That is all.
2009-02-18
Another update. :)
Hello fellow non-listeners.
It has come to my attention that no one has a clue that I've been writing here.
Perhaps this is a good thing, having that little bit more privacy, but that's not exactly the point of a blog, now is it.
Us bloggers believe that we have a voice in this world, that requires us to speak out about anything and everything that we see fit.
This is the point of this blog. To show that I have an opinion about things, and I am willing to let you know of them, along with my personal experiences.
ONE.
School is going alright, if my head doesn't explode this week. I have an assignment due tomorrow, along with a formative test (phew), and a few other things which I think I might have forgotten already.
I also have a math test and a physics test on the same day (tuesday) and then something about an essay and blah blah blah boom.
TWO.
I think I had an action-packed weekend. Friday, I don't believe I remember what I did. But I know I was hanging out with someone. Oh yeah, I got a text.. something about how my grandmother was in town and she wanted to have dinner with me. Turns out, we went shopping, I got a few tops and a new purse and then we went for supper and then we drove out of town to drop her off, then she gave me some necklaces, which to tell you the truth are kinda awesome looking, and then I drove back home and crashed. Saturday, I got a call early in the morning, a friend asking me if I wanted to join her and my grandmother for a trip to Toronto to drop my grandmother off at her brother's place because apparently she wanted to see how he was after a hip replacement or something. Although I thought it was the most amazing thing I could ever do (not really) I hung out with a couple of friends, went to my friend Jacob's place, went grocery shopping for him, carried the heavy things all the way back to his house, ate pizza and then went to Jess' sister's place for a couple drinks and to unwind instead. That's about all I remember about Saturday. Sunday, it was more of a lazy day in, and then I had Rose over. She left early Monday morning and that's when I got really sick, and had been all of Monday, Tuesday and I'm fine now.
THREE.
So I hung out with Rose on Sunday. I haven't done that in a while, and we laughed so much we thought we were going to cry. It was fun though, I really enjoyed it.
I was supposed to hang out with Alex on Monday but I never did because it was Family Day, buses weren't running and I ended up really sick, so I'm kinda glad I didn't anyway.
Tuesday, I didn't have anything planned which was alright because I ended up having to call in sick from school because I really was sick. Today, I was supposed to hang out with Devin, but of course those plans have to fall too, not because I'm sick, because I'm good enough to go to school, so that's good, but I have so much to catch up on that I can't hang out with him. I would have been nice to, but I can't. Plus, I have to go grocery shopping with the little money I have, find a job because I'm so sick and tired of the government right now, it's rediculous. And, I have to finish assignments due tomorrow.
FOUR.
I'm getting a used TV tomorrow. :)
FIVE.
I'm about to eat supper at school. Oh yeah, did I mention I'm still HERE?!
It has come to my attention that no one has a clue that I've been writing here.
Perhaps this is a good thing, having that little bit more privacy, but that's not exactly the point of a blog, now is it.
Us bloggers believe that we have a voice in this world, that requires us to speak out about anything and everything that we see fit.
This is the point of this blog. To show that I have an opinion about things, and I am willing to let you know of them, along with my personal experiences.
ONE.
School is going alright, if my head doesn't explode this week. I have an assignment due tomorrow, along with a formative test (phew), and a few other things which I think I might have forgotten already.
I also have a math test and a physics test on the same day (tuesday) and then something about an essay and blah blah blah boom.
TWO.
I think I had an action-packed weekend. Friday, I don't believe I remember what I did. But I know I was hanging out with someone. Oh yeah, I got a text.. something about how my grandmother was in town and she wanted to have dinner with me. Turns out, we went shopping, I got a few tops and a new purse and then we went for supper and then we drove out of town to drop her off, then she gave me some necklaces, which to tell you the truth are kinda awesome looking, and then I drove back home and crashed. Saturday, I got a call early in the morning, a friend asking me if I wanted to join her and my grandmother for a trip to Toronto to drop my grandmother off at her brother's place because apparently she wanted to see how he was after a hip replacement or something. Although I thought it was the most amazing thing I could ever do (not really) I hung out with a couple of friends, went to my friend Jacob's place, went grocery shopping for him, carried the heavy things all the way back to his house, ate pizza and then went to Jess' sister's place for a couple drinks and to unwind instead. That's about all I remember about Saturday. Sunday, it was more of a lazy day in, and then I had Rose over. She left early Monday morning and that's when I got really sick, and had been all of Monday, Tuesday and I'm fine now.
THREE.
So I hung out with Rose on Sunday. I haven't done that in a while, and we laughed so much we thought we were going to cry. It was fun though, I really enjoyed it.
I was supposed to hang out with Alex on Monday but I never did because it was Family Day, buses weren't running and I ended up really sick, so I'm kinda glad I didn't anyway.
Tuesday, I didn't have anything planned which was alright because I ended up having to call in sick from school because I really was sick. Today, I was supposed to hang out with Devin, but of course those plans have to fall too, not because I'm sick, because I'm good enough to go to school, so that's good, but I have so much to catch up on that I can't hang out with him. I would have been nice to, but I can't. Plus, I have to go grocery shopping with the little money I have, find a job because I'm so sick and tired of the government right now, it's rediculous. And, I have to finish assignments due tomorrow.
FOUR.
I'm getting a used TV tomorrow. :)
FIVE.
I'm about to eat supper at school. Oh yeah, did I mention I'm still HERE?!
2009-01-13
Oh, the things we do...
Warning Labels
Manufacturers of consumer products have to be liberal with the warning labels these days, lest they get sued. But for these, it's hard to know whether the company is being outright stupid or if they're simply targeting the most brain dead dumb among us.
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Product Warnings:
"Do not use if you cannot see clearly to read the information in the information booklet." -- In the information booklet.
"Caution: The contents of this bottle should not be fed to fish." -- On a bottle of shampoo for dogs.
"For external use only!" -- On a curling iron.
"Warning: This product can burn eyes." -- On a curling iron.
"Do not use in shower." -- On a hair dryer.
"Do not use while sleeping." -- On a hair dryer.
"Do not use while sleeping or unconscious." -- On a hand-held massaging device.
"Do not place this product into any electronic equipment." -- On the case of a chocolate CD in a gift basket.
"Recycled flush water unsafe for drinking." -- On a toilet at a public sports facility in Ann Arbor, Michigan.
"Shin pads cannot protect any part of the body they do not cover." -- On a pair of shin guards made for bicyclists.
"This product not intended for use as a dental drill." -- On an electric rotary tool.
"Caution: Do not spray in eyes." -- On a container of underarm deodorant.
"Do not drive with sunshield in place." -- On a cardboard sunshield that keeps the sun off the dashboard.
"Caution: This is not a safety protective device." -- On a plastic toy helmet used as a container for popcorn.
"Do not use near fire, flame, or sparks." -- On an "Aim-n-Flame" fireplace lighter.
"Battery may explore or leak." -- On a battery. See a scanned image.
"Do not eat toner." -- On a toner cartridge for a laser printer.
"Not intended for highway use." -- On a 13-inch wheel on a wheelbarrow.
"This product is not to be used in bathrooms." -- On a Holmes bathroom heater.
"May irritate eyes." -- On a can of self-defense pepper spray.
"Eating rocks may lead to broken teeth." -- On a novelty rock garden set called "Popcorn Rock."
"Caution! Contents hot!" -- On a Domino's Pizza box.
"Caution: Hot beverages are hot!" -- On a coffee cup.
"Caution: Shoots rubber bands." -- On a product called "Rubber Band Shooter."
"Warning: May contain small parts." -- On a frisbee.
"Do not use orally." -- On a toilet bowl cleaning brush.
"Please keep out of children." -- On a butcher knife.
"Not suitable for children aged 36 months or less." -- On a birthday card for a 1 year old.
"Do not recharge, put in backwards, or use." -- On a battery.
"Warning: Do not use on eyes." -- In the manual for a heated seat cushion.
"Do not look into laser with remaining eye." -- On a laser pointer.
"Do not use for drying pets." -- In the manual for a microwave oven.
"For use on animals only." -- On an electric cattle prod.
"For use by trained personnel only." -- On a can of air freshener.
"Keep out of reach of children and teenagers." -- On a can of air freshener.
"Remember, objects in the mirror are actually behind you." -- On a motorcycle helmet-mounted rear-view mirror.
"Warning: Riders of personal watercraft may suffer injury due to the forceful injection of water into body cavities either by falling into the water or while mounting the craft." -- In the manual for a jetski.
"Warning: Do not climb inside this bag and zip it up. Doing so will cause injury and death." -- A label inside a protective bag (for fragile objects), which measures 15cm by 15cm by 12cm.
"Do not use as ear plugs." -- On a package of silly putty.
"Please store in the cold section of the refrigerator." -- On a bag of fresh grapes in Australia.
"Warning: knives are sharp!" -- On the packaging of a sharpening stone.
"Not for weight control." -- On a pack of Breath Savers.
"Twist top off with hands. Throw top away. Do not put top in mouth." -- On the label of a bottled drink.
"Theft of this container is a crime." -- On a milk crate.
"Do not use intimately." -- On a tube of deodorant.
"Warning: has been found to cause cancer in laboratory mice." -- On a box of rat poison.
"Fragile. Do not drop." -- Posted on a Boeing 757.
"Cannot be made non-poisonous." -- On the back of a can of de-icing windshield fluid.
"Caution: Remove infant before folding for storage." -- On a portable stroller.
"Excessive dust may be irritating to shin and eyes." -- On a tube of agarose powder, used to make gels.
"Look before driving." -- On the dash board of a mail truck.
"Do not iron clothes on body." -- On packaging for a Rowenta iron.
"Do not drive car or operate machinery." -- On Boot's children's cough medicine.
"For indoor or outdoor use only." -- On a string of Christmas lights.
"Wearing of this garment does not enable you to fly." -- On a child sized Superman costume.
"This door is alarmed from 7:00pm - 7:00am." -- On a hospital's outside access door.
"Beware! To touch these wires is instant death. Anyone found doing so will be prosecuted." -- On a sign at a railroad station.
"Warning: do not use if you have prostate problems." -- On a box of Midol PMS relief tablets.
"Product will be hot after heating." -- On a supermarket dessert box.
"Do not turn upside down." -- On the bottom of a supermarket dessert box.
"Do not light in face. Do not expose to flame." -- On a lighter.
"Choking hazard: This toy is a small ball." -- On the label for a cheap rubber ball toy.
"Not for human consumption." -- On a package of dice.
"May be harmful if swallowed." -- On a shipment of hammers.
"Using Ingenio cookware to destroy your old pots may void your warranty." -- A printed message that appears in a television advertisement when the presenter demonstrates how strong the cookware is by using it to beat up and destroy a regular frying pan.
"Do not attempt to stop the blade with your hand." -- In the manual for a Swedish chainsaw.
"Do not dangle the mouse by its cable or throw the mouse at co-workers." -- From a manual for an SGI computer.
"Warning: May contain nuts." -- On a package of peanuts.
"Do not eat." -- On a slip of paper in a stereo box, referring to the styrofoam packing.
"Do not eat if seal is missing." -- On said seal.
"Remove occupants from the stroller before folding it."
"Access hole only -- not intended for use in lifting box." -- On the sides of a shipping carton, just above cut-out openings which one would assume were handholds.
"Warning: May cause drowsiness." -- On a bottle of Nytol, a brand of sleeping pills.
"Warning: Misuse may cause injury or death." -- Stamped on the metal barrel of a .22 calibre rifle.
"Do not use orally after using rectally." -- In the instructions for an electric thermometer.
"Turn off motor before using this product." -- On the packaging for a chain saw file, used to sharpen the cutting teeth on the chain.
"Not to be used as a personal flotation device." -- On a 6x10 inch inflatable picture frame.
"Do not put in mouth." -- On a box of bottle rockets.
"Remove plastic before eating." -- On the wrapper of a Fruit Roll-Up snack.
"Not dishwasher safe." -- On a remote control for a TV.
"For lifting purposes only." -- On the box for a car jack.
"Do not put lit candles on phone." -- On the instructions for a cordless phone.
"Warning! This is not underwear! Do not attempt to put in pants." -- On the packaging for a wristwatch.
Assurances:
"Safe for use around pets." -- On a box of Arm & Hammer Cat Litter.
Small Print From Commercials:
"Do not use house paint on face." -- In a Visa commercial that depicts an expecting couple looking for paint at a hardware store.
"Do not drive cars in ocean." -- In a car commercial which shows a car in the ocean.
"Always drive on roads. Not on people." -- From a car commercial which shows a vehicle "body-surfing" at a concert.
"For a limited time only." -- From a Rally's commercial that described how their burgers were fresh.
Signs and Notices:
"No stopping or standing." -- A sign at bus stops everywhere.
"Do not sit under coconut trees." -- A sign on a coconut palm in a West Palm Beach park circa 1950.
"These rows reserved for parents with children." -- A sign in a church.
"All cups leaving this store, rather full or empty, must be paid for." -- A sign in a Cumberland Farms in Hillsboro, New Hampshire.
"Malfunction: Too less water." -- A notice left on a coffee machine.
"Prescriptions cannot be filled by phone." -- On a form in a clinic.
"You could be a winner! No purchase necessary. Details inside." -- On a bag of Fritos.
"Fits one head." -- On a hotel-provided shower cap box.
"Payment is due by the due date." -- On a credit card statement.
"No small children." -- On a laundromat triple washer.
"Warning: Ramp Ends In Stairs." -- A sign, correctly describing the end of a concrete ramp intended for handicap access to a bridge.
Safety Procedures:
"Take care: new non-slip surface." -- On a sign in front of a newly renovated ramp that led to the entrance of a building.
"In case of flood, proceed uphill. In case of flash flood, proceed uphill quickly." -- One of the emergency safety procedures at a summer camp.
Ingredients:
"Ingredients: Artificially bleached flour, sugar, vegetable fat, yeast, salt, gluten, soya flour, emulsifier 472 (E) & 481, flour treatment agents, enzymes, water. May contain: fruit." -- The ingredients list on a package of fruit buns.
"100% pure yarn." -- On a sweater.
"Some materials may irritate sensitive skin. Please look at the materials if you believe this may be the case.Materials:Covering: 100% Unknown.Stuffing: 100% Unknown."-- On a pillow.
"Cleans and refreshes without soap or water. Contains: Water, fragrance & soap." -- On the packet for a moist towelette. See a scanned image.
Instructions:
"Remove the plastic wrapper." -- The first instruction on a bag of microwave popcorn; to see the instructions, one first has to remove the plastic wrapper and unfold the pouch.
"Take one capsule by mouth three times daily until gone." -- On a box of pills.
"Open packet. Eat contents." -- Instructions on a packet of airline peanuts.
"Remove wrapper, open mouth, insert muffin, eat." -- Instructions on the packaging for a muffin at a 7-11.
"Use like regular soap." -- On a bar of Dial soap.
"Instructions: usage known." -- Instructions on a can of black pepper.
"Serving suggestion: Defrost." -- On a Swann frozen dinner.
"Simply pour the biscuits into a bowl and allow the cat to eat when it wants." -- On a bag of cat biscuits.
"In order to get out of car, open door, get out, lock doors, and then close doors." -- In a car manual.
"Please include the proper portion of your bill." -- On the envelope for an auto insurance bill.
"The appliance is switched on by setting the on/off switch to the 'on' position." -- Instructions for an espresso kettle.
Requirements:
"Optional modem required." -- On a computer software package.
Manufacturers of consumer products have to be liberal with the warning labels these days, lest they get sued. But for these, it's hard to know whether the company is being outright stupid or if they're simply targeting the most brain dead dumb among us.
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Product Warnings:
"Do not use if you cannot see clearly to read the information in the information booklet." -- In the information booklet.
"Caution: The contents of this bottle should not be fed to fish." -- On a bottle of shampoo for dogs.
"For external use only!" -- On a curling iron.
"Warning: This product can burn eyes." -- On a curling iron.
"Do not use in shower." -- On a hair dryer.
"Do not use while sleeping." -- On a hair dryer.
"Do not use while sleeping or unconscious." -- On a hand-held massaging device.
"Do not place this product into any electronic equipment." -- On the case of a chocolate CD in a gift basket.
"Recycled flush water unsafe for drinking." -- On a toilet at a public sports facility in Ann Arbor, Michigan.
"Shin pads cannot protect any part of the body they do not cover." -- On a pair of shin guards made for bicyclists.
"This product not intended for use as a dental drill." -- On an electric rotary tool.
"Caution: Do not spray in eyes." -- On a container of underarm deodorant.
"Do not drive with sunshield in place." -- On a cardboard sunshield that keeps the sun off the dashboard.
"Caution: This is not a safety protective device." -- On a plastic toy helmet used as a container for popcorn.
"Do not use near fire, flame, or sparks." -- On an "Aim-n-Flame" fireplace lighter.
"Battery may explore or leak." -- On a battery. See a scanned image.
"Do not eat toner." -- On a toner cartridge for a laser printer.
"Not intended for highway use." -- On a 13-inch wheel on a wheelbarrow.
"This product is not to be used in bathrooms." -- On a Holmes bathroom heater.
"May irritate eyes." -- On a can of self-defense pepper spray.
"Eating rocks may lead to broken teeth." -- On a novelty rock garden set called "Popcorn Rock."
"Caution! Contents hot!" -- On a Domino's Pizza box.
"Caution: Hot beverages are hot!" -- On a coffee cup.
"Caution: Shoots rubber bands." -- On a product called "Rubber Band Shooter."
"Warning: May contain small parts." -- On a frisbee.
"Do not use orally." -- On a toilet bowl cleaning brush.
"Please keep out of children." -- On a butcher knife.
"Not suitable for children aged 36 months or less." -- On a birthday card for a 1 year old.
"Do not recharge, put in backwards, or use." -- On a battery.
"Warning: Do not use on eyes." -- In the manual for a heated seat cushion.
"Do not look into laser with remaining eye." -- On a laser pointer.
"Do not use for drying pets." -- In the manual for a microwave oven.
"For use on animals only." -- On an electric cattle prod.
"For use by trained personnel only." -- On a can of air freshener.
"Keep out of reach of children and teenagers." -- On a can of air freshener.
"Remember, objects in the mirror are actually behind you." -- On a motorcycle helmet-mounted rear-view mirror.
"Warning: Riders of personal watercraft may suffer injury due to the forceful injection of water into body cavities either by falling into the water or while mounting the craft." -- In the manual for a jetski.
"Warning: Do not climb inside this bag and zip it up. Doing so will cause injury and death." -- A label inside a protective bag (for fragile objects), which measures 15cm by 15cm by 12cm.
"Do not use as ear plugs." -- On a package of silly putty.
"Please store in the cold section of the refrigerator." -- On a bag of fresh grapes in Australia.
"Warning: knives are sharp!" -- On the packaging of a sharpening stone.
"Not for weight control." -- On a pack of Breath Savers.
"Twist top off with hands. Throw top away. Do not put top in mouth." -- On the label of a bottled drink.
"Theft of this container is a crime." -- On a milk crate.
"Do not use intimately." -- On a tube of deodorant.
"Warning: has been found to cause cancer in laboratory mice." -- On a box of rat poison.
"Fragile. Do not drop." -- Posted on a Boeing 757.
"Cannot be made non-poisonous." -- On the back of a can of de-icing windshield fluid.
"Caution: Remove infant before folding for storage." -- On a portable stroller.
"Excessive dust may be irritating to shin and eyes." -- On a tube of agarose powder, used to make gels.
"Look before driving." -- On the dash board of a mail truck.
"Do not iron clothes on body." -- On packaging for a Rowenta iron.
"Do not drive car or operate machinery." -- On Boot's children's cough medicine.
"For indoor or outdoor use only." -- On a string of Christmas lights.
"Wearing of this garment does not enable you to fly." -- On a child sized Superman costume.
"This door is alarmed from 7:00pm - 7:00am." -- On a hospital's outside access door.
"Beware! To touch these wires is instant death. Anyone found doing so will be prosecuted." -- On a sign at a railroad station.
"Warning: do not use if you have prostate problems." -- On a box of Midol PMS relief tablets.
"Product will be hot after heating." -- On a supermarket dessert box.
"Do not turn upside down." -- On the bottom of a supermarket dessert box.
"Do not light in face. Do not expose to flame." -- On a lighter.
"Choking hazard: This toy is a small ball." -- On the label for a cheap rubber ball toy.
"Not for human consumption." -- On a package of dice.
"May be harmful if swallowed." -- On a shipment of hammers.
"Using Ingenio cookware to destroy your old pots may void your warranty." -- A printed message that appears in a television advertisement when the presenter demonstrates how strong the cookware is by using it to beat up and destroy a regular frying pan.
"Do not attempt to stop the blade with your hand." -- In the manual for a Swedish chainsaw.
"Do not dangle the mouse by its cable or throw the mouse at co-workers." -- From a manual for an SGI computer.
"Warning: May contain nuts." -- On a package of peanuts.
"Do not eat." -- On a slip of paper in a stereo box, referring to the styrofoam packing.
"Do not eat if seal is missing." -- On said seal.
"Remove occupants from the stroller before folding it."
"Access hole only -- not intended for use in lifting box." -- On the sides of a shipping carton, just above cut-out openings which one would assume were handholds.
"Warning: May cause drowsiness." -- On a bottle of Nytol, a brand of sleeping pills.
"Warning: Misuse may cause injury or death." -- Stamped on the metal barrel of a .22 calibre rifle.
"Do not use orally after using rectally." -- In the instructions for an electric thermometer.
"Turn off motor before using this product." -- On the packaging for a chain saw file, used to sharpen the cutting teeth on the chain.
"Not to be used as a personal flotation device." -- On a 6x10 inch inflatable picture frame.
"Do not put in mouth." -- On a box of bottle rockets.
"Remove plastic before eating." -- On the wrapper of a Fruit Roll-Up snack.
"Not dishwasher safe." -- On a remote control for a TV.
"For lifting purposes only." -- On the box for a car jack.
"Do not put lit candles on phone." -- On the instructions for a cordless phone.
"Warning! This is not underwear! Do not attempt to put in pants." -- On the packaging for a wristwatch.
Assurances:
"Safe for use around pets." -- On a box of Arm & Hammer Cat Litter.
Small Print From Commercials:
"Do not use house paint on face." -- In a Visa commercial that depicts an expecting couple looking for paint at a hardware store.
"Do not drive cars in ocean." -- In a car commercial which shows a car in the ocean.
"Always drive on roads. Not on people." -- From a car commercial which shows a vehicle "body-surfing" at a concert.
"For a limited time only." -- From a Rally's commercial that described how their burgers were fresh.
Signs and Notices:
"No stopping or standing." -- A sign at bus stops everywhere.
"Do not sit under coconut trees." -- A sign on a coconut palm in a West Palm Beach park circa 1950.
"These rows reserved for parents with children." -- A sign in a church.
"All cups leaving this store, rather full or empty, must be paid for." -- A sign in a Cumberland Farms in Hillsboro, New Hampshire.
"Malfunction: Too less water." -- A notice left on a coffee machine.
"Prescriptions cannot be filled by phone." -- On a form in a clinic.
"You could be a winner! No purchase necessary. Details inside." -- On a bag of Fritos.
"Fits one head." -- On a hotel-provided shower cap box.
"Payment is due by the due date." -- On a credit card statement.
"No small children." -- On a laundromat triple washer.
"Warning: Ramp Ends In Stairs." -- A sign, correctly describing the end of a concrete ramp intended for handicap access to a bridge.
Safety Procedures:
"Take care: new non-slip surface." -- On a sign in front of a newly renovated ramp that led to the entrance of a building.
"In case of flood, proceed uphill. In case of flash flood, proceed uphill quickly." -- One of the emergency safety procedures at a summer camp.
Ingredients:
"Ingredients: Artificially bleached flour, sugar, vegetable fat, yeast, salt, gluten, soya flour, emulsifier 472 (E) & 481, flour treatment agents, enzymes, water. May contain: fruit." -- The ingredients list on a package of fruit buns.
"100% pure yarn." -- On a sweater.
"Some materials may irritate sensitive skin. Please look at the materials if you believe this may be the case.Materials:Covering: 100% Unknown.Stuffing: 100% Unknown."-- On a pillow.
"Cleans and refreshes without soap or water. Contains: Water, fragrance & soap." -- On the packet for a moist towelette. See a scanned image.
Instructions:
"Remove the plastic wrapper." -- The first instruction on a bag of microwave popcorn; to see the instructions, one first has to remove the plastic wrapper and unfold the pouch.
"Take one capsule by mouth three times daily until gone." -- On a box of pills.
"Open packet. Eat contents." -- Instructions on a packet of airline peanuts.
"Remove wrapper, open mouth, insert muffin, eat." -- Instructions on the packaging for a muffin at a 7-11.
"Use like regular soap." -- On a bar of Dial soap.
"Instructions: usage known." -- Instructions on a can of black pepper.
"Serving suggestion: Defrost." -- On a Swann frozen dinner.
"Simply pour the biscuits into a bowl and allow the cat to eat when it wants." -- On a bag of cat biscuits.
"In order to get out of car, open door, get out, lock doors, and then close doors." -- In a car manual.
"Please include the proper portion of your bill." -- On the envelope for an auto insurance bill.
"The appliance is switched on by setting the on/off switch to the 'on' position." -- Instructions for an espresso kettle.
Requirements:
"Optional modem required." -- On a computer software package.
Where is the hero now?
There's a story I had started and I will be posting bits of it at a time on here and I was wondering if... well if you had any comments or suggestions to post them on here so I can read them. You can be the one who steers Abigail into all kinds of little adventures.
"As a child, I had a wild imagination. When playing in the playground, I thought I was Zelda. I used to run around and pick things up which I called my "items" and placed them carefully in my bag. Then, there had been days where I played Mission Impossible/Spies and as I carefully spidered my way around the walls, I would hum a ridiculous tune quite loudly. All of which I would do alone. I was never much for friends. I would sit alone quietly and read, and when I was bored enough, I would play solo games -" Abigail said, looking out the window, then looking back "But times change, and then you wake up this totally different person. Sometimes I wonder how I came to be," Bailey made a face and she looked up and laughed. "Not like that." It had been a quiet fall afternoon, the leaves flowing rudely in the wind. She had been trying to amuse herself and her friend Bailey Summers while her teacher was busy making photocopies for the next assignment. She turned slowly towards the window once more and looked disappointed. "Winter is coming."
Bailey looked pleased. "Can't wait."
---
The alarm rang and Abigail Robinson woke up and stretched out. She yawned a couple times and then sighed. Today was moving day. The day she would leave everything behind and move on. She had many thoughts about this day and somehow every one of them didn’t matter but one. Bailey.
It had been two years now since her sudden death. She rose from her bed and walked towards her desk where a note was pinned above it, on her pastel blue side wall. It was a picture of her best friend on Picture Day, two months before the tragedy. A newspaper clipping above it, reading: “Teenage girl struck in unexpected car crash.”
“Bailey. I don’t know what to say anymore. I’m lifeless. Pathetic, really. There are so many things I still wanted to say to you. Miss Patterson in History had her baby. She’s doing well. I think she’s coming back in a couple weeks or so. My brother continues to fight with my mom. Something tells me that’s never going to change. Found my dad yet? I suppose you guys would run into each other sometime or another. I wouldn’t know how that works – maybe you wouldn’t. I’m still sorry about that time. I wish I could have helped you. Maybe then I could have been the one sandwiched between those two cars and then you and those drivers could have been the ones who survived; you could have been the one to replace me. I’m miserable without my best friend. You should see the way the kids now look at me, I look – oh never mind. I suppose I should be getting ready for a brand new Saturday.”
She got dressed trying to look somewhat normal and walked down the stairs and into the kitchen and made herself some cereal. Walking into the living room with her bowl, she tried to cheer herself up by reminding herself that she had all morning to watch old cartoons peacefully. She knew that what she probably needed more was many distractions instead.
"As a child, I had a wild imagination. When playing in the playground, I thought I was Zelda. I used to run around and pick things up which I called my "items" and placed them carefully in my bag. Then, there had been days where I played Mission Impossible/Spies and as I carefully spidered my way around the walls, I would hum a ridiculous tune quite loudly. All of which I would do alone. I was never much for friends. I would sit alone quietly and read, and when I was bored enough, I would play solo games -" Abigail said, looking out the window, then looking back "But times change, and then you wake up this totally different person. Sometimes I wonder how I came to be," Bailey made a face and she looked up and laughed. "Not like that." It had been a quiet fall afternoon, the leaves flowing rudely in the wind. She had been trying to amuse herself and her friend Bailey Summers while her teacher was busy making photocopies for the next assignment. She turned slowly towards the window once more and looked disappointed. "Winter is coming."
Bailey looked pleased. "Can't wait."
---
The alarm rang and Abigail Robinson woke up and stretched out. She yawned a couple times and then sighed. Today was moving day. The day she would leave everything behind and move on. She had many thoughts about this day and somehow every one of them didn’t matter but one. Bailey.
It had been two years now since her sudden death. She rose from her bed and walked towards her desk where a note was pinned above it, on her pastel blue side wall. It was a picture of her best friend on Picture Day, two months before the tragedy. A newspaper clipping above it, reading: “Teenage girl struck in unexpected car crash.”
“Bailey. I don’t know what to say anymore. I’m lifeless. Pathetic, really. There are so many things I still wanted to say to you. Miss Patterson in History had her baby. She’s doing well. I think she’s coming back in a couple weeks or so. My brother continues to fight with my mom. Something tells me that’s never going to change. Found my dad yet? I suppose you guys would run into each other sometime or another. I wouldn’t know how that works – maybe you wouldn’t. I’m still sorry about that time. I wish I could have helped you. Maybe then I could have been the one sandwiched between those two cars and then you and those drivers could have been the ones who survived; you could have been the one to replace me. I’m miserable without my best friend. You should see the way the kids now look at me, I look – oh never mind. I suppose I should be getting ready for a brand new Saturday.”
She got dressed trying to look somewhat normal and walked down the stairs and into the kitchen and made herself some cereal. Walking into the living room with her bowl, she tried to cheer herself up by reminding herself that she had all morning to watch old cartoons peacefully. She knew that what she probably needed more was many distractions instead.
2009-01-12
Could this be?
I may have completely completed my final exam early.
Which, to be honest, feels great. I don't feel so stressed.
What's amazing is that I took my time. I worked hard, yet took my time. I had over a month to do it - plus my co-op project and some other English project and I got them all done.
I feel absolutely amazing right now.
Well, I got my note for my one-act play: 84%.
Not bad really.
Anyways, I am off to send pointless emails to anyone I know, toodles ;)
Which, to be honest, feels great. I don't feel so stressed.
What's amazing is that I took my time. I worked hard, yet took my time. I had over a month to do it - plus my co-op project and some other English project and I got them all done.
I feel absolutely amazing right now.
Well, I got my note for my one-act play: 84%.
Not bad really.
Anyways, I am off to send pointless emails to anyone I know, toodles ;)
2009-01-06
Happy New Year
So it's the brand new year.
Any special plans you have in 2009?
To be honest, I don't have any. I wish I could say different, but it's the same old, same old goals that I have. Go to school, get good grades, don't get in trouble, make it in today's world all by myself.
But I do want something more. I figured it's about time to figure out who I was. And I think I have found out some things about me. I like who I am, who I have become and I like how hard I can work to be able to accomplish each little thing that I need done.
If I am pressured to do something, I can get it done. If I have too much time to do something, I don't feel motivated, I don't feel like there is much point to doing it.
But if I am on a tight schedule and things need to get done on certain days, then I have no problem in getting them done.
This semester I had roughly 2 classes. Writer's Craft and Cooperative Education. Writer's Craft is already a really easy class, and COOP is being in a working environment. In both classes, it didn't measure up to being a lot of work, I mean, in school, I only had projects that I simply had to use my creativity. Which, comes fairly easy. In COOP, I talk to people and once and a while serve things. There is no challenge, there is no difficulty, there isn't really anything that could serve as motivation, other than the smiles of the ones I visit from time to time.
Next semester, I am looking forward to because there will be challenges, there will be motivation and there will be a chance for me to have some kind of constant deadline.
People believe that I won't be able to work under the pressure. Sure, sometimes it's a little inconvienient, but I believe that it will be a positive change. It will give me an idea of how I feel working for a purpose, after all, I do graduate this year.
If no one believes that I can do this, I think that the only person that is going to have to prove them wrong is me. :)
Any special plans you have in 2009?
To be honest, I don't have any. I wish I could say different, but it's the same old, same old goals that I have. Go to school, get good grades, don't get in trouble, make it in today's world all by myself.
But I do want something more. I figured it's about time to figure out who I was. And I think I have found out some things about me. I like who I am, who I have become and I like how hard I can work to be able to accomplish each little thing that I need done.
If I am pressured to do something, I can get it done. If I have too much time to do something, I don't feel motivated, I don't feel like there is much point to doing it.
But if I am on a tight schedule and things need to get done on certain days, then I have no problem in getting them done.
This semester I had roughly 2 classes. Writer's Craft and Cooperative Education. Writer's Craft is already a really easy class, and COOP is being in a working environment. In both classes, it didn't measure up to being a lot of work, I mean, in school, I only had projects that I simply had to use my creativity. Which, comes fairly easy. In COOP, I talk to people and once and a while serve things. There is no challenge, there is no difficulty, there isn't really anything that could serve as motivation, other than the smiles of the ones I visit from time to time.
Next semester, I am looking forward to because there will be challenges, there will be motivation and there will be a chance for me to have some kind of constant deadline.
People believe that I won't be able to work under the pressure. Sure, sometimes it's a little inconvienient, but I believe that it will be a positive change. It will give me an idea of how I feel working for a purpose, after all, I do graduate this year.
If no one believes that I can do this, I think that the only person that is going to have to prove them wrong is me. :)
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