Um, anyway. It's been rather busy in my neck of the woods recently what with senior year finally getting in swing and marching band heating up (ugh, don't even get me started talking about marching band) and other things that I'm doing. So, I've been kind of chilling by watching a lot of TV. A lot for me, anyway. As in, I found this series online and I FELL IN LOVE and watched the first two seasons in like 2 days. It's British. It's about superheroes, but not in the way you'd think. And it has super sexy fine people playing on it. Ergo, I am in love with it. It's called Misfits and if you read this and are incapable of faking your age online, do not watch it because there is strong language and a bit of gore and several sexy scenes. I don't have a problem with that myself, but for some reason people think that just because I'm under 18 I don't know what sex is and I've never said a curse word in my life, which is complete and total bollocks. I swear like a sailor and I talk about sex more than I talk about...I don't know. My grades. Which is saying something, coming from me. Anyway, it's completely brilliant and I love it to death. Everything about it is fantastic--the actors, the story, the slight over-the-top-ness of it all. I don't know how I'll go back to watching Glee this fall. Sweet jesus, I really don't know if I can. I watched a bit of one episode and I was literally sitting there thinking I am going to vomit all over this damn laptop. I used to love Glee! I knew it wasn't the best story and the acting wasn't tops but I liked it anyway and now I don't know if I can go back to it. We'll just have to see how stupid the new season starts to see if I can bring myself to continue ingesting it. Shit shit shit my dad's coming. Hold up.
Ok, I'm back. I took a shower.*bow chicka wow wow* Anyway, dammit. It's now 12:25 AM and I have school bright and early tomorrow morning. Ugh. So I'm signing off for tonight, you sexy things. Stay classy.
Monday, September 12, 2011
Thursday, September 1, 2011
Warning: contains extreme math technology-caused anger
What? What's that you said? Something about technology is an inanimate object and cannot think or do for itself? Sorry, I couldn't hear you over the sound of my tearing my hair out in frustration and the thought of punting this dumb laptop across a soccer field and yelling "GOOOOOOOOOAAAAAAAAAAAL" as loud and obnoxiously as I can. This dumb ass computer has done so many unspeakable things. It bans me from Facebook and the like. It won't let me use other fucking browsers, like Mozilla or maybe Chrome, which are both so much better than fucking Internet Explorer that it's not even funny. IE is like using a chisel to carve cuneiform into clay tablets while everyone else is whizzing along on iPads. And the fucking spell check isn't even on. Fuck fuck fuck fuckity fuck fuck.
Also, I hate math. With a vibrant, burning passion. In fact, my hatred of math burns with the intensity and passion of a thousand suns. STUPID MOTHERFRAGGLEASSTRIANGLES. I've been trying to do my math homework for the past hour and I keep getting "domain error" shit. So I just quit and I'll go in the morning to see what the fuck it is that I'm doing wrong. Fuck fuck fucking math and this dumbass stupid computer. Fuck you.
And I'm upset because of the motherfucking CHA reunion and how I won't get to go and my entire crew is going to be there and I'm going to miss is because of a fucking band contest, one that I half-way don't even care about. And I'm upset because I can't go to college in a city. And I feel dumb because I want to go to Pitt more than I want to go to Murray. I feel like I shouldn't though. I have no claim on Pittsburgh. Just becuase I was there for a day doesn't mean I get to say I want to stay there for 4+ years at school. But I do. I do so much. It's so beautiful there. And the campus at Pitt is wonderful--it's right smack dab in the middle of things. Or, at least it looks like it is. All the buildings are tall and you can walk to all these stores and everything and it just has this incredible vibe that I fell in love with but I can't go there because it's crazy expensive. And I don't even know if I'd be happy once I got up there--I would know NOBODY. I'd be lucky if there was someone in my class who was from Kentucky, let alone Owensboro. Not that I care, or I like to think that I don't care. I think now that I want to get away from all of this stupid redneck shit around here, but I think I'd be scared out of my mind for the first bit. But I might start to hate it later. I'm so fucking fickle. I used to say that I was in love with the Davidson campus, and I never even seriously considered it. I didn't consciously want to change, it just happened. So I say I love Pitt and I want to be there in a city I've been to twice with people I've never met.
I feel like I'm being punished for wavering at the end of CHA from my proclamation I made at the end of spring break. Like, because I thought I might want to go to Murray more, now it would be the best thing to want more. Or maybe I'm not being punished but the universe it a few weeks behind in granting my wishes and that's making everything terrible and I'm sitting here crying because I'm so damn upset. I don't know what I'm going to do.
Also, I hate math. With a vibrant, burning passion. In fact, my hatred of math burns with the intensity and passion of a thousand suns. STUPID MOTHERFRAGGLEASSTRIANGLES. I've been trying to do my math homework for the past hour and I keep getting "domain error" shit. So I just quit and I'll go in the morning to see what the fuck it is that I'm doing wrong. Fuck fuck fucking math and this dumbass stupid computer. Fuck you.
And I'm upset because of the motherfucking CHA reunion and how I won't get to go and my entire crew is going to be there and I'm going to miss is because of a fucking band contest, one that I half-way don't even care about. And I'm upset because I can't go to college in a city. And I feel dumb because I want to go to Pitt more than I want to go to Murray. I feel like I shouldn't though. I have no claim on Pittsburgh. Just becuase I was there for a day doesn't mean I get to say I want to stay there for 4+ years at school. But I do. I do so much. It's so beautiful there. And the campus at Pitt is wonderful--it's right smack dab in the middle of things. Or, at least it looks like it is. All the buildings are tall and you can walk to all these stores and everything and it just has this incredible vibe that I fell in love with but I can't go there because it's crazy expensive. And I don't even know if I'd be happy once I got up there--I would know NOBODY. I'd be lucky if there was someone in my class who was from Kentucky, let alone Owensboro. Not that I care, or I like to think that I don't care. I think now that I want to get away from all of this stupid redneck shit around here, but I think I'd be scared out of my mind for the first bit. But I might start to hate it later. I'm so fucking fickle. I used to say that I was in love with the Davidson campus, and I never even seriously considered it. I didn't consciously want to change, it just happened. So I say I love Pitt and I want to be there in a city I've been to twice with people I've never met.
I feel like I'm being punished for wavering at the end of CHA from my proclamation I made at the end of spring break. Like, because I thought I might want to go to Murray more, now it would be the best thing to want more. Or maybe I'm not being punished but the universe it a few weeks behind in granting my wishes and that's making everything terrible and I'm sitting here crying because I'm so damn upset. I don't know what I'm going to do.
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