OK. So. This week is scarring me for life.
If you have a weak stomach, just run down to the Q of the week. Do not read the following:
Even though I shall type it in caps.
In bio, WE ARE DISSECTING...wait for it....ITSY BITSY LITTLE FETAL PIGGIES WHO HAVE NEVER DONE ANYTHING WRONG!!! EVER!!!
Where is the justice in this world??? Ohmigod. It's so terrible. Sososososo horrible. And I am the artist. I wanted to be the researcher, which would just mean that I look stuff up about different systems, but nooo. :( I have to look at the pig and draw its' salivatory gland and its' HEART, for God's sake, and then magnify the heart so I can draw cross sections of the veins and arteries.
Oh, and the Dissector is my friend's on-again, off-again boyfriend (but she's madly in love with him, which is annoying), and he is...OK, WAYYYYYYYY!!!! too into this lab. He doesn't even put on gloves!!! What is up with that???
And the other reason this week sucks, as of about 3 minutes ago, is that my ex just asked me out again. And I just can't do the relationship thing, not with her, never ever ever ever again. Never ever ever. Never. Nononono.
And the worst thing is, I tried to make it hurt a bit less or something by telling her I already had a boyfriend, and she said "I hope he breaks your heart like you broke mine" after telling me how I ruined her life again.
And I'm sorry...but...if your life revolves around me...then why can't you treat me OK for 3 days straight when I cave in and say yes? Hmmm? I won't go into details, but...there is most definitely a reason I am not forgiving her. And she knows it. And she denies it!
Anyway.
Song of the Week: I Will Not Bow by Breaking Benjamin. Because this is my mood, thanks to my ex.
Question of the Week: Your hand has been replaced by a rubber stamp. What does it say?
Friday, May 28, 2010
Friday, May 21, 2010
Pandora's Box
Hey hey. I'm really tired and confused about my life right now, so I don't think I shall ramble about anything this week. The vid is from Saturday; I feel like that's the last time I had a good time with the people I normally hang out with. God, it feels like I'm being adopted by a completely different clique, and I like them better in some ways, but in others...we never really had to talk about anything serious in my old clique. We just listened to Lauren talking. In this clique, we talk about stuff. I don't know. I like it, but I'm a little scared.
Also, if I move to that clique, Elysia will be more than offended. And I really do like her. But I don't actually like very many other people from my old clique...so I don't know.
Song of the week is Whispers in the Dark by Skillet, because that's sort of like what the new clique is like (in a non-romantic way, of course.)
My answer to the question last week is: I'd dress up (and show off my body) a bit. I don't really know why, I don't really want to seduce them or anything before I eat them...but the idea appeals to me, somehow.
The assignment (because I don't have a question!) for this week is: Compose the lyrics to a new national anthem that features an animal sound at least once. I am very curious as to your responses, so please be creative, DON'T JUST SAY I DON'T KNOW! (*cough* Mimi *cough*...you don't have to tell me right away, you know...), and yeah.
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Friday, May 14, 2010
Musings - Ugly/Pretty in Society
Hey. One thing I'm quickly going to warn you about for this post: this isn't very much about something that happened. It's just some thoughts that are going through my head because of certain things that happened today. So if you don't really give a damn, that's fine :) I won't begrudge you for it or anything.
Alright, now that that's sorted out, let me relate the events that have led up to this train of thought.
Today I was attacked by eyeshadow and mascara-wielding girly friends and sisters of friends (comment if you want pics). After this, Lauren, who is a bit stuck-up (I'm sure we all know the type. This is the friend who's always talking about how many guys want her and how pretty she is and all), who tends to compliment me on my looks, was basically ignored because I very rarely wear any makeup, and apparently I looked wonderful. Because of this (I'm guessing), she started telling me that I looked horrible and that my eyelashes looked too long and spidery. (I'm hoping they didn't, as everyone else seemed to beg to differ.) (She stopped after Mai-Choua told her that my bottom eyelashes are about as long as her top ones. I'm not trying to be vain!!!) Also, Destiny, a girl in my history class, who has never talked to me before and probably doesn't really know my name, came up to me and asked me if I was wearing makeup, and then told me it was pretty.
Later tonight, I was on Farmville (SHUT UP) and was 'harvesting' my animals. Now, I had an Ugly Duckling from Myles, and I didn't really like it very much because it was no use. But today, Farmville said it was ready to be 'Transformed'. When I transformed it, it became a beautiful swan. Now, I don't know how this changed anything, but now I'm rather glad I have it. And it hasn't done anything special. It just turned from an ugly duckling into a swan. It's still just taking up space on my farm, and it would probably be more use if I just sold it right now.
I'm guessing you all already know what I'm about to say, and I'm sure as soon as I say it, you will just stop reading from sheer boredom. But, here goes: we tend to favor Beautiful people/objects over the Normal, or even Ugly people/objects. I'm not going to recite the 'ugly people can be kinder' thing, because that's also setting up a bias that all pretty people are bitches and all ugly people are secretly fascinating saints. (I'm not saying that no pretty people are bitches, because they very well can be, or that ugly people can't be interesting and kind, either.)
But the overall point of this post is this: I tend to think of myself as someone who doesn't judge. Perhaps I'm over-idealizing, but I honestly did think that. I also didn't expect Lauren to become all bitchy just because I was getting more attention for the duration of 15 minutes or so. Friends really should not do that. (And get 'em, MC!!!) So what I'm saying is, don't be vain, and don't judge. And none of us are perfect. But...honestly? My opinion of that Duckling/Swan legitly completely turned around. And that doesn't compliment me much as a person.
Thanks for letting me talk, if you're really still reading. You get a brownie and my awe.
The song of the week is still Firefly by Breaking Benjamin, because I don't think anybody noticed that there WAS a song of the week.
About the question of the week...erm...yeah. Nobody answered it. I honestly have no clue what I was expecting, and I don't really know what I would rename the ringtoe either. It was a really dumb question. I'm sorry. And I know it wasn't really a question either! So I hope that maybe I'll get better responses for this one: If you were a cannibal, what would you wear to dinner?
Alright, now that that's sorted out, let me relate the events that have led up to this train of thought.
Today I was attacked by eyeshadow and mascara-wielding girly friends and sisters of friends (comment if you want pics). After this, Lauren, who is a bit stuck-up (I'm sure we all know the type. This is the friend who's always talking about how many guys want her and how pretty she is and all), who tends to compliment me on my looks, was basically ignored because I very rarely wear any makeup, and apparently I looked wonderful. Because of this (I'm guessing), she started telling me that I looked horrible and that my eyelashes looked too long and spidery. (I'm hoping they didn't, as everyone else seemed to beg to differ.) (She stopped after Mai-Choua told her that my bottom eyelashes are about as long as her top ones. I'm not trying to be vain!!!) Also, Destiny, a girl in my history class, who has never talked to me before and probably doesn't really know my name, came up to me and asked me if I was wearing makeup, and then told me it was pretty.
Later tonight, I was on Farmville (SHUT UP) and was 'harvesting' my animals. Now, I had an Ugly Duckling from Myles, and I didn't really like it very much because it was no use. But today, Farmville said it was ready to be 'Transformed'. When I transformed it, it became a beautiful swan. Now, I don't know how this changed anything, but now I'm rather glad I have it. And it hasn't done anything special. It just turned from an ugly duckling into a swan. It's still just taking up space on my farm, and it would probably be more use if I just sold it right now.
I'm guessing you all already know what I'm about to say, and I'm sure as soon as I say it, you will just stop reading from sheer boredom. But, here goes: we tend to favor Beautiful people/objects over the Normal, or even Ugly people/objects. I'm not going to recite the 'ugly people can be kinder' thing, because that's also setting up a bias that all pretty people are bitches and all ugly people are secretly fascinating saints. (I'm not saying that no pretty people are bitches, because they very well can be, or that ugly people can't be interesting and kind, either.)
But the overall point of this post is this: I tend to think of myself as someone who doesn't judge. Perhaps I'm over-idealizing, but I honestly did think that. I also didn't expect Lauren to become all bitchy just because I was getting more attention for the duration of 15 minutes or so. Friends really should not do that. (And get 'em, MC!!!) So what I'm saying is, don't be vain, and don't judge. And none of us are perfect. But...honestly? My opinion of that Duckling/Swan legitly completely turned around. And that doesn't compliment me much as a person.
Thanks for letting me talk, if you're really still reading. You get a brownie and my awe.
The song of the week is still Firefly by Breaking Benjamin, because I don't think anybody noticed that there WAS a song of the week.
About the question of the week...erm...yeah. Nobody answered it. I honestly have no clue what I was expecting, and I don't really know what I would rename the ringtoe either. It was a really dumb question. I'm sorry. And I know it wasn't really a question either! So I hope that maybe I'll get better responses for this one: If you were a cannibal, what would you wear to dinner?
Friday, May 7, 2010
Rain is Love.
Hey hey. Second post, woot woot!
Well, I suppose I shall just write about today. It was fun, and I guess I'd remember it clearest.
As anyone in my general area (Madison, WI is where I live) knows, today it was sort of raining, but not too badly - wet, but not so much that you have to stay inside. It also happened to be a Friday, which is the day on which we freshmen get a full hour for lunch, which means we have more time to do stuff.
So, after eating and all, Myles was like, "I wanna run around the school barefoot! But I don't want to do it alone...."
I was like, "Hell yeah, go for it! I won't run, but I'll walk behind you."
And grrr it was so infuriating! He was like, "Yeah, you'll walk behind me, shaking your head." However, he loves rain and he LOVES running on grass barefoot, so he decided he'd go outside (only if someone else came with, of course. He really needs to start learning to be unique on his own >.<) Elisabeth and I came. Elysia was whining about how immature and stuff we were. Remember how much I loved her last week? She's been really grating on my nerves this week. Myles ran around on the little field that nobody ever uses that by the school, that's right across the street from the tennis courts and the field and the block that EVERYONE uses. Elisabeth ran around with him. I. Cannot. Run! It's annoying, I walked 5 miles in not very comfortable shoes, so just because of that, I have blisters all over my feet. Grr. Anyhows, so after a while, Ana came out, but she left soon. And then Elysia came out! It made Myles so happy (I think I love Myles now. He's such a nice person, except when he's drowning bugs). He was talking about how it was the best lunch hour ever, except then Elysia was a brat and was like, "Um, no, sorry guys, but this is NOT the funnest lunch hour ever." And then...she stepped in a mud puddle. I can quite honestly say that I now believe in karma 100%. That just made things all right. She got all pissy and went inside, though. Oh well. Elisabeth started jumping in the mud puddles, and then Myles was like, "Hey, I'll paint myself with the mud like Native American war paint if you guys do." So we all gave ourselves two stripes on each cheek (well, Myles painted himself. Elisabeth and I were scared that it wouldn't turn out well, so we did each other. It still turned out horribly.) Then we came back in and Elysia was telling us about how stupid it was to paint ourselves with mud, and how gross we were. And we were taking pictures of each other and laughing, and she was all "Mehmeh, I don't see what's so funny." I think she didn't get her daily dose of sugar or something.... Then, after we checked ourselves in the bathroom to make sure it didn't look too bad, we went into Ms. Jankes room to show off (I'm not even sure what subject she teaches, but she's Ana's favorite teacher, so it can't be math. Speaking of, I solved two math problems for Ana today during lunch too, but that's unimportant). Malik was all, "What is that???" As a matter of fact, quite a lot of people were for the remainder of the day. Mission accomplished!
Elisabeth was going to wash her war paint off, but I told her that I was going to keep mine on, so she did too.
Oh, and then Myles and Malik and Ana and I were just sort of walking around and then Malik told me a Jew joke. I don't really care, actually, but I pretended to and...holy hell, does that boy over-apologize. Honestly, if I say it's OK the first 10 times, then it's OK. (I'm Jewish, in case you didn't know. Just so that little part makes sense).
Later in History, I was talking to Ebraheem and he was like "What's on your face?" I told him it was mud, and he told me, "Couldn't you have just used henna?" Made my day.
And then later today, what really made my day was this. Eric had a really pissed off status on Facebook, it was like a paragraph just ranting about somebody being a total bitch and not appreciating their friendship, and then he commented 3-4 times with more complete paragraphs about it. (You guys don't know Eric, but I have never seen him anything close to mildly upset with somebody. So this is a huge deal.) And then I chatted with him and, a while into the conversation, I told him I had mud on my cheek and then he was like "Rachel, thanks for making me smile." I was almost crying, it was so cute. The next time I see him, I'm going to give him the biggest hug ever and just walk away. He's such a dork, but you can't dislike him.
Oh yeah, and I've decided I want a question of the week that you guys can answer if you want. It won't be anything boring, don't worry. So, this week's question is: Please come up with a more appropriate name for the ringtoe. And I'll answer next week. Deal?
The song of the week is Firefly by Breaking Benjamin, because I'm annoyed that everyone's talking about Fireflies by Owl City! (Not that that song doesn't rock xP)
Well, I suppose I shall just write about today. It was fun, and I guess I'd remember it clearest.
As anyone in my general area (Madison, WI is where I live) knows, today it was sort of raining, but not too badly - wet, but not so much that you have to stay inside. It also happened to be a Friday, which is the day on which we freshmen get a full hour for lunch, which means we have more time to do stuff.
So, after eating and all, Myles was like, "I wanna run around the school barefoot! But I don't want to do it alone...."
I was like, "Hell yeah, go for it! I won't run, but I'll walk behind you."
And grrr it was so infuriating! He was like, "Yeah, you'll walk behind me, shaking your head." However, he loves rain and he LOVES running on grass barefoot, so he decided he'd go outside (only if someone else came with, of course. He really needs to start learning to be unique on his own >.<) Elisabeth and I came. Elysia was whining about how immature and stuff we were. Remember how much I loved her last week? She's been really grating on my nerves this week. Myles ran around on the little field that nobody ever uses that by the school, that's right across the street from the tennis courts and the field and the block that EVERYONE uses. Elisabeth ran around with him. I. Cannot. Run! It's annoying, I walked 5 miles in not very comfortable shoes, so just because of that, I have blisters all over my feet. Grr. Anyhows, so after a while, Ana came out, but she left soon. And then Elysia came out! It made Myles so happy (I think I love Myles now. He's such a nice person, except when he's drowning bugs). He was talking about how it was the best lunch hour ever, except then Elysia was a brat and was like, "Um, no, sorry guys, but this is NOT the funnest lunch hour ever." And then...she stepped in a mud puddle. I can quite honestly say that I now believe in karma 100%. That just made things all right. She got all pissy and went inside, though. Oh well. Elisabeth started jumping in the mud puddles, and then Myles was like, "Hey, I'll paint myself with the mud like Native American war paint if you guys do." So we all gave ourselves two stripes on each cheek (well, Myles painted himself. Elisabeth and I were scared that it wouldn't turn out well, so we did each other. It still turned out horribly.) Then we came back in and Elysia was telling us about how stupid it was to paint ourselves with mud, and how gross we were. And we were taking pictures of each other and laughing, and she was all "Mehmeh, I don't see what's so funny." I think she didn't get her daily dose of sugar or something.... Then, after we checked ourselves in the bathroom to make sure it didn't look too bad, we went into Ms. Jankes room to show off (I'm not even sure what subject she teaches, but she's Ana's favorite teacher, so it can't be math. Speaking of, I solved two math problems for Ana today during lunch too, but that's unimportant). Malik was all, "What is that???" As a matter of fact, quite a lot of people were for the remainder of the day. Mission accomplished!
Elisabeth was going to wash her war paint off, but I told her that I was going to keep mine on, so she did too.
Oh, and then Myles and Malik and Ana and I were just sort of walking around and then Malik told me a Jew joke. I don't really care, actually, but I pretended to and...holy hell, does that boy over-apologize. Honestly, if I say it's OK the first 10 times, then it's OK. (I'm Jewish, in case you didn't know. Just so that little part makes sense).
Later in History, I was talking to Ebraheem and he was like "What's on your face?" I told him it was mud, and he told me, "Couldn't you have just used henna?" Made my day.
And then later today, what really made my day was this. Eric had a really pissed off status on Facebook, it was like a paragraph just ranting about somebody being a total bitch and not appreciating their friendship, and then he commented 3-4 times with more complete paragraphs about it. (You guys don't know Eric, but I have never seen him anything close to mildly upset with somebody. So this is a huge deal.) And then I chatted with him and, a while into the conversation, I told him I had mud on my cheek and then he was like "Rachel, thanks for making me smile." I was almost crying, it was so cute. The next time I see him, I'm going to give him the biggest hug ever and just walk away. He's such a dork, but you can't dislike him.
Oh yeah, and I've decided I want a question of the week that you guys can answer if you want. It won't be anything boring, don't worry. So, this week's question is: Please come up with a more appropriate name for the ringtoe. And I'll answer next week. Deal?
The song of the week is Firefly by Breaking Benjamin, because I'm annoyed that everyone's talking about Fireflies by Owl City! (Not that that song doesn't rock xP)
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