Hey. I said I would post more, and I lied. But it's not like it even matters... I could post every single one of my secrets and no one would probably notice. But this is hooked up to buzz on Gmail... I'll have to fix that. No one really uses buzz anyways.
Anyways. Did I tell you I sometimes hate math? It's pretty cool and useful, but I really despise dividing polynomials, mono-, bi-, tri-, or otherwise. Did you also know if you live to be seventy-eight, your heart will beat approximately three billion times? You know, if you live that long. Otherwise, figure it out yourself.
I just got over tonsillitis. I think my sister's baby-daddy had it too. He described it as "Having a gerbil in your throat." Yep, pretty much. Now I have ammoxacilin and it works wonders. Still kinda sick though... Didn't go to school all week because of it. That and Junior Olympiad on Monday, which pretty much sucked.
We got thirty-seventh place out of fifty-one. Wooo, go us. On the plus side, I got to see him. You know, him. Yeeah.
Moving on.
I got a Paramore CD, Riot! for my birthday. It was a while back but we were busy so semi-celebrated it today.
We never really celebrate my birthday anymore. No more friend parties, and my brother had a ton going on this year so we just... didn't. I guess I'm a little sad, but whatever. It's not like it's that big a deal.
I haven't had a friend party in... Four years I think. Wow. Some of my friends were practically begging me to have one but I didn't want to hassle my mom. What with my brother's stuff and my own and her own and my step-dad's and the dogs issues, she's a little swamped. I didn't want to bother.
I also got Pokemon Black. It's pretty fun. I have four already, one pretty high level. Yay for being nerdy.
You know what I really hate? Girls who act nerdy to get attention. As in, "I just like totally love comic books!! <333333333" and then you ask which one is their favorite and they say "Batman!! <3333333333" and then you ask which is their favorite edition, chapter, etc., and all you get is a blank stare then, "Ohhhh, all of them are like totally awesome!!"
Are. You . Kidding me?
I know I don't know much about comic books, or video games for that matter, but I don't act like I do. Sure, I may comment about what happened in CoD3 last night when I was playing, but I'm not trying to act like that means anything special. Honestly, I thought guys didn't really like nerdy girls.
Correction: They don't like truly nerdy girls. Like girls who read manga and know more about Bleach then they should and know too many Harry Potter spells and can carry on an honest conversation... [hi there.]
Enough of self "bragging" though.
Have you ever wondered? Just wondered at everything? Like, is there someone on this planet right now finding a way to get us to a different life sustaining planet? Is there another life sustaining planet? If so, what's on it? Is there even a cure for cancer? How long does the universe go on for? Did dragons once exist?
Who knows.
Maybe it's better not knowing. I used to have to have an explanation for everything, but then I got thinking. If you know everything, there are no more mysteries in the world. No more magic, or so to say, no more puzzles. Where's the fun in that?
I don't really care how the world was created. Not anymore. If there is some gregarious creator, or even just a little organism that set it all in motion and is now watching it play out, or some intangible being looking down on us, then let there be. If we did start with a bang, or a trail of smoke, or one tiny speck of light, let there be. Why do people care so much? Don't we have greater issues going on?
Not that anybody cares for others. I'll admit, if it meant losing my iPod, or safe warm bed, I wouldn't save another. Well, maybe if I knew they were going to get shot and all I had to do was give away my iPod they would be saved, yes. I've noticed though that no one really wants to hear about anything but themselves. Sure, you might care about someone enough to ask how they're doing, but do you really hear the answer? As soon as you hear, you launch into something about what. You, that's what. This may not always be true, it's just an observation.
I really miss singing. It still hurts to sing.
Hm. What else to ramble about.
I wonder what's going on in Muslim communities. Unless you live in a cave, [haha. Unintentional pun] Osama Bin Laden has been killed and thrown into the sea. Wonder if everyone there is sad, like when a loved president dies, or if they're joyful, jubilant in the fact that this oppressive man is finally gone.
I wish I could go to all the third-world countries, and bring them just tons of food and drink. Literally tons. Thousands of pounds. Then give them all a bath, and install working plumbing.
Like I could ever get enough money and supplies, let alone ability. It's just a thought.
Maybe I'll post a picture of a manga girl I drew. People at school seem to think that anime and anything Japanese is the devils own work or something. They scoff and scorn those who like it. I guess I get mad, but mainly because I just don't understand what's so wrong with it. Maybe because it's so different. What do people got against different?
Those are the same people who don't like gays and lesbians. Maybe there's a connection there.
Maybe they're just so against foreign ideas that the only way they have of dealing with them is hatred. Wouldn't it be funny if one of them secretly reads Ouran late at night? Make their parents return it to the library because they're so embarrassed of their true self? I would kindly laugh and guide them on their path to becoming an otaku. Show them the good stuff, and explain confusing parts of Bleach and Fullmetal Alchemist because trust me, there's a lot.
Then maybe we could slowly tell their friends with little references, and then their friends would see it's not so bad and stop laughing at it.
We can all say that's never going to happen. It's a nice thought though.
I don't care if you don't like it or not. Heck, I hate most of the things you like. But that doesn't mean I openly make fun of it. Sure, I may scoff at you in my head, but I don't put my rudeness out there for the world to see. Don't they know that's extremely unbecoming?
That makes me think of sexism. Don't guys know that's a major turn off? More likely than not, girls will dislike you if you're sexist. You can make a few women jokes, but doing it all the time is just disgusting.
Racism is bad too.
Stupid ignorant people. [haha, bad pun number two]
I guess I don't hate them, but they do get pretty annoying. People who are sexist, racist, and just scoff at foreign things.
I for one love a German techno band, a Japanese rock band, and from what I've heard a Korean pop band.
But that's lame old me I guess.
I think I'm about rambled out. Later, blog.
Hope that updated you on the Randomness of My Life.
Anyways. Did I tell you I sometimes hate math? It's pretty cool and useful, but I really despise dividing polynomials, mono-, bi-, tri-, or otherwise. Did you also know if you live to be seventy-eight, your heart will beat approximately three billion times? You know, if you live that long. Otherwise, figure it out yourself.
I just got over tonsillitis. I think my sister's baby-daddy had it too. He described it as "Having a gerbil in your throat." Yep, pretty much. Now I have ammoxacilin and it works wonders. Still kinda sick though... Didn't go to school all week because of it. That and Junior Olympiad on Monday, which pretty much sucked.
We got thirty-seventh place out of fifty-one. Wooo, go us. On the plus side, I got to see him. You know, him. Yeeah.
Moving on.
I got a Paramore CD, Riot! for my birthday. It was a while back but we were busy so semi-celebrated it today.
We never really celebrate my birthday anymore. No more friend parties, and my brother had a ton going on this year so we just... didn't. I guess I'm a little sad, but whatever. It's not like it's that big a deal.
I haven't had a friend party in... Four years I think. Wow. Some of my friends were practically begging me to have one but I didn't want to hassle my mom. What with my brother's stuff and my own and her own and my step-dad's and the dogs issues, she's a little swamped. I didn't want to bother.
I also got Pokemon Black. It's pretty fun. I have four already, one pretty high level. Yay for being nerdy.
You know what I really hate? Girls who act nerdy to get attention. As in, "I just like totally love comic books!! <333333333" and then you ask which one is their favorite and they say "Batman!! <3333333333" and then you ask which is their favorite edition, chapter, etc., and all you get is a blank stare then, "Ohhhh, all of them are like totally awesome!!"
Are. You . Kidding me?
I know I don't know much about comic books, or video games for that matter, but I don't act like I do. Sure, I may comment about what happened in CoD3 last night when I was playing, but I'm not trying to act like that means anything special. Honestly, I thought guys didn't really like nerdy girls.
Correction: They don't like truly nerdy girls. Like girls who read manga and know more about Bleach then they should and know too many Harry Potter spells and can carry on an honest conversation... [hi there.]
Enough of self "bragging" though.
Have you ever wondered? Just wondered at everything? Like, is there someone on this planet right now finding a way to get us to a different life sustaining planet? Is there another life sustaining planet? If so, what's on it? Is there even a cure for cancer? How long does the universe go on for? Did dragons once exist?
Who knows.
Maybe it's better not knowing. I used to have to have an explanation for everything, but then I got thinking. If you know everything, there are no more mysteries in the world. No more magic, or so to say, no more puzzles. Where's the fun in that?
I don't really care how the world was created. Not anymore. If there is some gregarious creator, or even just a little organism that set it all in motion and is now watching it play out, or some intangible being looking down on us, then let there be. If we did start with a bang, or a trail of smoke, or one tiny speck of light, let there be. Why do people care so much? Don't we have greater issues going on?
Not that anybody cares for others. I'll admit, if it meant losing my iPod, or safe warm bed, I wouldn't save another. Well, maybe if I knew they were going to get shot and all I had to do was give away my iPod they would be saved, yes. I've noticed though that no one really wants to hear about anything but themselves. Sure, you might care about someone enough to ask how they're doing, but do you really hear the answer? As soon as you hear, you launch into something about what. You, that's what. This may not always be true, it's just an observation.
I really miss singing. It still hurts to sing.
Hm. What else to ramble about.
I wonder what's going on in Muslim communities. Unless you live in a cave, [haha. Unintentional pun] Osama Bin Laden has been killed and thrown into the sea. Wonder if everyone there is sad, like when a loved president dies, or if they're joyful, jubilant in the fact that this oppressive man is finally gone.
I wish I could go to all the third-world countries, and bring them just tons of food and drink. Literally tons. Thousands of pounds. Then give them all a bath, and install working plumbing.
Like I could ever get enough money and supplies, let alone ability. It's just a thought.
Maybe I'll post a picture of a manga girl I drew. People at school seem to think that anime and anything Japanese is the devils own work or something. They scoff and scorn those who like it. I guess I get mad, but mainly because I just don't understand what's so wrong with it. Maybe because it's so different. What do people got against different?
Those are the same people who don't like gays and lesbians. Maybe there's a connection there.
Maybe they're just so against foreign ideas that the only way they have of dealing with them is hatred. Wouldn't it be funny if one of them secretly reads Ouran late at night? Make their parents return it to the library because they're so embarrassed of their true self? I would kindly laugh and guide them on their path to becoming an otaku. Show them the good stuff, and explain confusing parts of Bleach and Fullmetal Alchemist because trust me, there's a lot.
Then maybe we could slowly tell their friends with little references, and then their friends would see it's not so bad and stop laughing at it.
We can all say that's never going to happen. It's a nice thought though.
I don't care if you don't like it or not. Heck, I hate most of the things you like. But that doesn't mean I openly make fun of it. Sure, I may scoff at you in my head, but I don't put my rudeness out there for the world to see. Don't they know that's extremely unbecoming?
That makes me think of sexism. Don't guys know that's a major turn off? More likely than not, girls will dislike you if you're sexist. You can make a few women jokes, but doing it all the time is just disgusting.
Racism is bad too.
Stupid ignorant people. [haha, bad pun number two]
I guess I don't hate them, but they do get pretty annoying. People who are sexist, racist, and just scoff at foreign things.
I for one love a German techno band, a Japanese rock band, and from what I've heard a Korean pop band.
But that's lame old me I guess.
I think I'm about rambled out. Later, blog.
Hope that updated you on the Randomness of My Life.
-Pi
