Let's do this post in reverse chronological order, aka the order of the title, shall we? Iite.
First off: Fuck Parents.
So I don't know about your parents, but mine always insist that I'm extremely rude (which I don't think I am particularly) and they ask me if I'm studying for the PSAT every single day...as I'm in the middle of doing homework.
So. Rudeness. I asked my mom for help with my math homework today and as I'm walking out of the room - I'm not even out of the room yet - she starts talking with my dad about how stupid I am and how obvious the question was. I mean...come on now. You've a Masters in math, and I clearly don't suck at math either if I'm doing calc as a junior. On the other hand, everyone has brain farts or just gets stuck on one particular problem...that's normal, nor does it have anything to do with 'writing too lightly' (my mom insists I write so light you can't see what I wrote...which is untrue). And while we're on the subject of manners...I'm not the one who farts and belches, and especially not without excusing myself, dad. I'm not perfect, but seriously? They ought to practice what they preach a bit.
And the thing with the PSAT is that every single day they ask me if I'm studying for it as I'm clearly working on something else that is also uber-important to get done...so are you suggesting that I just don't do any of the work for my classes to focus on getting a scholarship I probably won't be able to get no matter what? I realize studying is important, and I tell them every single day that I'm doing it, but for some reason it's vital for my dad to comment that I could be studying for it as I'm trying to figure out math. Again, I know you have a PhD in math and you didn't go to class at all, but I kind of want to get an A in the class and I'm not smart enough to figure out calc on the final exam.
But what did go well today??? A CORN MAZE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! We were stuck in it for 3 hours!!! It was so hard!!! It was so much fun!!! I want to go there for the Zombipocalypse and do it again at night with zombies jumping out at me so bad!!! :D
Speaking of, what are you doing for Halloween? I want to go trick-or-treating, but it's no fun going alone and when I mentioned it, this girl who thinks she's friends with me and therefore hangs out with us rolled her eyes...so not sure if that'll work out. Either way, I intend to dress up lolita goth...just because if I don't satisfy the urge now, I'll start doing it every day and that'll be a bit hard on my makeup/fancy dress budget x]
Oh, and speaking of plans...so Simple Plan, Forever the Sickest Kids, The Cab, and Marianas Trench are going on tour and I want to go to a concert so badly!!! And the tickets are only like $25!!! And I probably won't be able to go, but if I do, omigod my life will be made because I haven't been to a concert in ages and this will be huge and just...OMIGOD!!! But I probably won't be able to go, so it doesn't matter :(
Song of the Week: Welcome to the Black Parade by My Chemical Romance. This is the song that got me off Metro Station/Avril Lavigne and into music. :)
Sunday, October 9, 2011
Sunday, October 2, 2011
Don't Be Mean to People for Bad Reasons.
I WAS UNGROUNDED ON MONDAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! YAYYYYYYYY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! :D THISHASBEENLIKETHEBESTWEEKEVER.
Well, or so you'd think. I've actually been a bit depressed post-grounding...the first few days I thought I'd really want to hang out with people to make up for not doing so for several weeks, but then I realized that I just kind of wanted to sit in my room in a corner with preferably dim lighting and not talk or think or anything. I think it's mostly further disappointment in my parents that so saddens me.
I haven't had much energy to progress in Jane Eyre either, sadly: I'm only on page 208 (from page 78 last week) so that's a bit pathetic >.<
Anyways, today was actually non-sucky. I did NAMIWalk (NAMI=National Alliance on Mental Illness), which means that I had to get my ass out of bed on 8:30 on a weekend (*gasp*), perform for about 10 minutes, and then do a parade. And then hang out with people (*gasp*), but it wasn't that annoying today, so yay :D
What the title of the post has to do with anything is that this one mentally ill, I suppose, kid took my hand today, which creeped me out a lot because I don't like people I don't know touching me, but as I was at a thing supporting them, I had to smile and go along with it...which I disliked. My gut reaction was to jerk my hand away and hide amongst my friends, but thinking about it now, that would have been incredibly mean and rude and generally bitchy of me...so yeah, be nice to people who can't help doing stuff you dislike :P
Also, I think I'm making friends with this other girl who performed...which is a bit funny because we hung out a couple times in froshie year because our mutual friends wanted to skip with both of us but we barely talked at all then, and somehow the change of setting has somehow made conversation easier. By conversation, I mean that at rehearsal she wanted to ride the bus home together when she found out that we live in about the same place; the next day she posted a status inquiring about the time of NAMIWalk on Facebook, I replied, and she said "Thanks love" (which means that she already thinks of me as a pretty good friend O.O); and then today we kind of talked. That sounded like I don't want to be friends with her...I do, it's just a bit weird because of the froshie thing for me and I don't understand why you'd call someone 'love' when you started talking to them like...a week ago. But I do think she's nice and funny and stuff!!! Gah, I think you get the idea.
Song of the Week: Attack by 30 Seconds to Mars, because that's more or less my attitude towards people now. Er, until today? We'll see how talking to people in school goes tomorrow :P
Edit: According to somebody's status on Facebook, NAMIWalk was on TV. Awesomeface.
Well, or so you'd think. I've actually been a bit depressed post-grounding...the first few days I thought I'd really want to hang out with people to make up for not doing so for several weeks, but then I realized that I just kind of wanted to sit in my room in a corner with preferably dim lighting and not talk or think or anything. I think it's mostly further disappointment in my parents that so saddens me.
I haven't had much energy to progress in Jane Eyre either, sadly: I'm only on page 208 (from page 78 last week) so that's a bit pathetic >.<
Anyways, today was actually non-sucky. I did NAMIWalk (NAMI=National Alliance on Mental Illness), which means that I had to get my ass out of bed on 8:30 on a weekend (*gasp*), perform for about 10 minutes, and then do a parade. And then hang out with people (*gasp*), but it wasn't that annoying today, so yay :D
What the title of the post has to do with anything is that this one mentally ill, I suppose, kid took my hand today, which creeped me out a lot because I don't like people I don't know touching me, but as I was at a thing supporting them, I had to smile and go along with it...which I disliked. My gut reaction was to jerk my hand away and hide amongst my friends, but thinking about it now, that would have been incredibly mean and rude and generally bitchy of me...so yeah, be nice to people who can't help doing stuff you dislike :P
Also, I think I'm making friends with this other girl who performed...which is a bit funny because we hung out a couple times in froshie year because our mutual friends wanted to skip with both of us but we barely talked at all then, and somehow the change of setting has somehow made conversation easier. By conversation, I mean that at rehearsal she wanted to ride the bus home together when she found out that we live in about the same place; the next day she posted a status inquiring about the time of NAMIWalk on Facebook, I replied, and she said "Thanks love" (which means that she already thinks of me as a pretty good friend O.O); and then today we kind of talked. That sounded like I don't want to be friends with her...I do, it's just a bit weird because of the froshie thing for me and I don't understand why you'd call someone 'love' when you started talking to them like...a week ago. But I do think she's nice and funny and stuff!!! Gah, I think you get the idea.
Song of the Week: Attack by 30 Seconds to Mars, because that's more or less my attitude towards people now. Er, until today? We'll see how talking to people in school goes tomorrow :P
Edit: According to somebody's status on Facebook, NAMIWalk was on TV. Awesomeface.
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