I don't know if I do.. Sorry if any one is still reading... well... trying to read this blog. It just got boring, but I have a new one where I just rant on random shit that I hate :) Here is a link to it::::
http://theofficialrantingblog.blogspot.com/
Thursday, 15 March 2012
Wednesday, 29 February 2012
One Tree Hill, two
So yeah. Scary. I knew that Logan was Clays son, I just thought that he was imaginary, and Sarah was pregnant when she died. Like, you remember how Clay imagined Sarah, I thought he was doing that, but with Logan.
I also knew that it wasn't Nathan who was at the morgue, and I knew that the drug dealer was involved in his kid napping, not Dan.
I knew Xavier would be let out, and that he would mess with Brooke.
I knew that Chase would kill/beat up Chucks dad, and that is why he was being sent to jail.
WHAT I THINK WILL HAPPEN:
So, I think that Dan will die trying to save Nathan, and Nathan will survive. Maybe Kris Keller goes with Dan, because in the series promo it shows Dan and Kris about to kill some one. If you watched the next episodes promo, I am pretty sure that Brooke will be kicking Xavier's ass, maybe Julian but I don't know, he seems occupied with Nathan.
From the looks of it, I'm pretty sure that Chase killed Chucks dad. If so, he obviously will be kicked out of the air force and sent to jail. Pretty sure that Chuck will hate him afterwards too, but I think Kris Keller with respect him more.
I think Nathan will come home, and him, Haley, Jamie and Lydia will live happily ever after.
I am not too sure with Clay and Logan. I think Quinn will try to persuade him to keep Logan, but I am too sure if he will.
All in all, I think that Dan will be the "big secret dying star".
I also knew that it wasn't Nathan who was at the morgue, and I knew that the drug dealer was involved in his kid napping, not Dan.
I knew Xavier would be let out, and that he would mess with Brooke.
I knew that Chase would kill/beat up Chucks dad, and that is why he was being sent to jail.
WHAT I THINK WILL HAPPEN:
So, I think that Dan will die trying to save Nathan, and Nathan will survive. Maybe Kris Keller goes with Dan, because in the series promo it shows Dan and Kris about to kill some one. If you watched the next episodes promo, I am pretty sure that Brooke will be kicking Xavier's ass, maybe Julian but I don't know, he seems occupied with Nathan.
From the looks of it, I'm pretty sure that Chase killed Chucks dad. If so, he obviously will be kicked out of the air force and sent to jail. Pretty sure that Chuck will hate him afterwards too, but I think Kris Keller with respect him more.
I think Nathan will come home, and him, Haley, Jamie and Lydia will live happily ever after.
I am not too sure with Clay and Logan. I think Quinn will try to persuade him to keep Logan, but I am too sure if he will.
All in all, I think that Dan will be the "big secret dying star".
One Tree Hill Fans ONLY
IF YOU HAVEN'T WATCHED THE PREVIOUS EPISODES - ESPECIALLY TONIGHT'S - PISS OFF!
I am not a fan girl over anything... Except One Tree Hill. I cannot describe my feelings towards this episode - or even season. All I know is, at the end of episode 9 (tonight's) I had a panic attack. I couldn't breathe, I wanted to cry but nothing came out, I was dizzy and I kept biting my fingers to keep from screaming.
I swear to you guys, I never act like this towards anything. EVER. But this nights episode, UGH, I just CAN'T! I am just going to do a quick recap of the episode before I express my feelings. If you haven't seen it yet, I suggest you leave.
Nathan is still missing, and Haley has had it hard. She was called to the morgue to identify a body which was thought to be Nathans. After looking at it, she confirmed it wasn't his, and went home crying from relief. When entering the door, she was a distraught Deb sitting on her couch. They had a talk about Dan, and Haley's feelings toward him. Later on in the show, Haley Goes to the police station and has a mini freak out of a police officer - THE SAME OFFICER INVOLVED IN NATHANS KIDNAPPING. Deb escorts her out, and they talk about how Dan is there only hope. In the final minutes of the episode, Haley goes to Dan's trailer, asking him what he knows. It cuts as she sits down next to him.
Clay isn't any better with his recovery, but his relationship with Logan is growing rapidly. Though, at a session with his therapist - after flying and breaking Logan's plane with Logan - he recaps the night Sarah died. He gets to where the paramedics take her out, and after that, he can't remember anything. As he storms out of the office, he passes Logan's room. There, Logan is playing with his air plane, when Clay finally remembers what he as trying so hard to forget. It goes to a flashback the night Sarah died. Clay walks down the hall to a nursery, where a little baby boy is laying in his crib, with a plane mobile above the crib, and "Logan" painted on the wall. Clay then realises that Logan is his son, and goes back to the doctor, who stated that he told Clay multiple times, but Clay always suppressed it. At the final minutes of the episode, Clay leaves and Quinn finds him at the house, and he is beginning to tell her about his "break through" when the scene cuts.
Xavier is now released from prison and is taunting Brooke. From eating at her cafee for talking about applying for a job. In a scene, Julian kicks Xavier out of the cafe telling him he'll kick his ass if he comes near the family again. Not much else happens, but in the final minutes of the episode, Brooke and Julian are hugging, and Julian sees Xavier watching through a window. Julian runs outside to confront him, but he is gone.
Dan is still searching for Nathan. After finding the symbol thing on the wall, in Nathans video to home, he goes to prison and talks to one of his old "friends" who has the same symbol tattooed on his arm. He helps Dan as much as he could, giving him possible names. When Demetri is a possible one, Dan remembers back to his confrontation with the drug dealer that attacked Clay and Quinn - who is also involved with Nathan.He remembers the drug dealer talking to some one with that name . When the prison friend warns Dan Demetri is dangerous Dan leaves to go "talk" to the drug dealer, but Julian stops him, saying they need a plan first.
Now the big stuff. Chase and Chuck. It's Chase's last night before needing to leave, but he is worried about Chuck, and the bruise from last weeks episode. Kris Keller tells Chase not to worry, or jump to conclusions, and that when Chase is gone he'd watch over "kid keller". Chase doesn't listen, though, and goes to Chucks house. Chucks mom answers saying Chuck isn't home, but Chase wants to talk to her. He tells her about the bruise, and she looks back, and tells him he needs to leave. Just then Chucks dad opens the door wider, telling Chase to back off and stay out of it, and that he doesn't want to see him any more, proceeding with closing the door. Chase stops the door and says "Well if I find that the bruise came from any thing but the bike, I will sure be back. And it won't be this formal" and then walks away. Later that day, Chase is searching what would happen to him if he kicked Chucks dads ass, and Kris again tells him to back off. Chase agrees, but says that he is Just going to say bye to Chuck. When he reaches the house, he hears yelling between Chuck and his dad, followed by slapping. Chase quickly opens his trunk and grabs a crow bar. Chuck runs out of the house, into Chase's arms. Chase tells him to stay there, goes into the house, and you can see the silhouette of his repeatedly hitting Chucks dad with the crow bar. At the end of the episode, Chase is being put into a police car - looking all petrified, blood splattered on his face, and a sad/angry Chuck looking at him.
It is was happened with Chase that made me freak out. I have always had a soft spot for him, so it was just kjshfskfjslkhfaskjfhsadjhfsdhfjskd SCARY.
I am not a fan girl over anything... Except One Tree Hill. I cannot describe my feelings towards this episode - or even season. All I know is, at the end of episode 9 (tonight's) I had a panic attack. I couldn't breathe, I wanted to cry but nothing came out, I was dizzy and I kept biting my fingers to keep from screaming.
I swear to you guys, I never act like this towards anything. EVER. But this nights episode, UGH, I just CAN'T! I am just going to do a quick recap of the episode before I express my feelings. If you haven't seen it yet, I suggest you leave.
Nathan is still missing, and Haley has had it hard. She was called to the morgue to identify a body which was thought to be Nathans. After looking at it, she confirmed it wasn't his, and went home crying from relief. When entering the door, she was a distraught Deb sitting on her couch. They had a talk about Dan, and Haley's feelings toward him. Later on in the show, Haley Goes to the police station and has a mini freak out of a police officer - THE SAME OFFICER INVOLVED IN NATHANS KIDNAPPING. Deb escorts her out, and they talk about how Dan is there only hope. In the final minutes of the episode, Haley goes to Dan's trailer, asking him what he knows. It cuts as she sits down next to him.
Clay isn't any better with his recovery, but his relationship with Logan is growing rapidly. Though, at a session with his therapist - after flying and breaking Logan's plane with Logan - he recaps the night Sarah died. He gets to where the paramedics take her out, and after that, he can't remember anything. As he storms out of the office, he passes Logan's room. There, Logan is playing with his air plane, when Clay finally remembers what he as trying so hard to forget. It goes to a flashback the night Sarah died. Clay walks down the hall to a nursery, where a little baby boy is laying in his crib, with a plane mobile above the crib, and "Logan" painted on the wall. Clay then realises that Logan is his son, and goes back to the doctor, who stated that he told Clay multiple times, but Clay always suppressed it. At the final minutes of the episode, Clay leaves and Quinn finds him at the house, and he is beginning to tell her about his "break through" when the scene cuts.
Xavier is now released from prison and is taunting Brooke. From eating at her cafee for talking about applying for a job. In a scene, Julian kicks Xavier out of the cafe telling him he'll kick his ass if he comes near the family again. Not much else happens, but in the final minutes of the episode, Brooke and Julian are hugging, and Julian sees Xavier watching through a window. Julian runs outside to confront him, but he is gone.
Dan is still searching for Nathan. After finding the symbol thing on the wall, in Nathans video to home, he goes to prison and talks to one of his old "friends" who has the same symbol tattooed on his arm. He helps Dan as much as he could, giving him possible names. When Demetri is a possible one, Dan remembers back to his confrontation with the drug dealer that attacked Clay and Quinn - who is also involved with Nathan.He remembers the drug dealer talking to some one with that name . When the prison friend warns Dan Demetri is dangerous Dan leaves to go "talk" to the drug dealer, but Julian stops him, saying they need a plan first.
Now the big stuff. Chase and Chuck. It's Chase's last night before needing to leave, but he is worried about Chuck, and the bruise from last weeks episode. Kris Keller tells Chase not to worry, or jump to conclusions, and that when Chase is gone he'd watch over "kid keller". Chase doesn't listen, though, and goes to Chucks house. Chucks mom answers saying Chuck isn't home, but Chase wants to talk to her. He tells her about the bruise, and she looks back, and tells him he needs to leave. Just then Chucks dad opens the door wider, telling Chase to back off and stay out of it, and that he doesn't want to see him any more, proceeding with closing the door. Chase stops the door and says "Well if I find that the bruise came from any thing but the bike, I will sure be back. And it won't be this formal" and then walks away. Later that day, Chase is searching what would happen to him if he kicked Chucks dads ass, and Kris again tells him to back off. Chase agrees, but says that he is Just going to say bye to Chuck. When he reaches the house, he hears yelling between Chuck and his dad, followed by slapping. Chase quickly opens his trunk and grabs a crow bar. Chuck runs out of the house, into Chase's arms. Chase tells him to stay there, goes into the house, and you can see the silhouette of his repeatedly hitting Chucks dad with the crow bar. At the end of the episode, Chase is being put into a police car - looking all petrified, blood splattered on his face, and a sad/angry Chuck looking at him.
It is was happened with Chase that made me freak out. I have always had a soft spot for him, so it was just kjshfskfjslkhfaskjfhsadjhfsdhfjskd SCARY.
Thursday, 16 February 2012
I'm not done my rant.
And seriously? Now a days we need to be bones to be beautiful. Girls need to show their rips and have the biggest boobs to even get a date. Boys need a 50 pack and the douche-iest hair cuts.
My friend seriously hates himself. Why? He doesn't have abs. Pushing himself every day in gym, playing soccer all hours of the week, he is trying to become what everyone wants. I can't convince him he is fine, and it really hurts me.
I know that everyone has these insecurities, even me. I have a 'muffin top'. My stomach isn't the flattest, and I know it. Sure, I want it gone. But am I going to starve myself and exhaust myself with endless physical activity? No.
I just wish people could be happy with the way they are.
My friend seriously hates himself. Why? He doesn't have abs. Pushing himself every day in gym, playing soccer all hours of the week, he is trying to become what everyone wants. I can't convince him he is fine, and it really hurts me.
I know that everyone has these insecurities, even me. I have a 'muffin top'. My stomach isn't the flattest, and I know it. Sure, I want it gone. But am I going to starve myself and exhaust myself with endless physical activity? No.
I just wish people could be happy with the way they are.
Never mind.
Yeah.. so I didn't want to give up on the blog JUST yet. ALSO that post I made, about "Emily Rosabelle" was for a school project. I deleted it any ways, just wanted to clarify that.
So, how have you guys been? Well, I've been good. My Valentines was good, spent it with my family. All we did was play cards, but I'm not even 15 yet, I don't need a boyfriend, unlike most girls my age.
Seriously, these generations of girls between the ages of 8-14 are seriously going down hill. I am embarrassed for them. Last summer - or it could have been early September - I was driving home, and I noticed a girl walking with her friends. She had her hair in a pony-tail, was wearing heels, a mini pink skirt, one of those off the shoulder shirts ( but it had holes in it. not like rips, but like the holes you see on those old, itchy blankets. they were meant to be there ) with just a bando underneath.
She also had thick white, big ass sunglasses resting on her head, and her face was PACKED with make up. Nose was pierced and she was wearing those huge hoop earrings. Her walk was like the ones you see on a movie, hips bouncing from side to side like she owned the fucking world. In her hand was an IPhone. To wrap this all up, she looked about 8.
Are you kidding me?! 8 year olds walk around with their ass' hanging out and push up bras on. Now, I'm not saying I am perfect. I don't always wear a tank-top on my low cut shirts, and some times I do put on make up, but I'm not in grade 3.
Now the boyfriend factor. My one friend has this issue, where she gets all crying and sad because she hasn't had a boyfriend yet. We are only 13, and she finds it horrifying that she hasn't had her first kiss yet. Come on! For fucks sakes, enjoy your child hood. The worst part is, she goes on saying 'I miss the days when you were cool because you had crayons with the sharpener.' It's your own damn fault you aren't cool for that reason any more. You are the one who couldn't wait to leave it.
I know a boy named Danyon, who has a new girlfriend every week. Another one of my friends gave a blow job in grade 5. SHE WAS 10! I'm sorry, but our great-great grandparents, who are watching down on us must be really disappointed.
So, how have you guys been? Well, I've been good. My Valentines was good, spent it with my family. All we did was play cards, but I'm not even 15 yet, I don't need a boyfriend, unlike most girls my age.
Seriously, these generations of girls between the ages of 8-14 are seriously going down hill. I am embarrassed for them. Last summer - or it could have been early September - I was driving home, and I noticed a girl walking with her friends. She had her hair in a pony-tail, was wearing heels, a mini pink skirt, one of those off the shoulder shirts ( but it had holes in it. not like rips, but like the holes you see on those old, itchy blankets. they were meant to be there ) with just a bando underneath.
She also had thick white, big ass sunglasses resting on her head, and her face was PACKED with make up. Nose was pierced and she was wearing those huge hoop earrings. Her walk was like the ones you see on a movie, hips bouncing from side to side like she owned the fucking world. In her hand was an IPhone. To wrap this all up, she looked about 8.
Are you kidding me?! 8 year olds walk around with their ass' hanging out and push up bras on. Now, I'm not saying I am perfect. I don't always wear a tank-top on my low cut shirts, and some times I do put on make up, but I'm not in grade 3.
Now the boyfriend factor. My one friend has this issue, where she gets all crying and sad because she hasn't had a boyfriend yet. We are only 13, and she finds it horrifying that she hasn't had her first kiss yet. Come on! For fucks sakes, enjoy your child hood. The worst part is, she goes on saying 'I miss the days when you were cool because you had crayons with the sharpener.' It's your own damn fault you aren't cool for that reason any more. You are the one who couldn't wait to leave it.
I know a boy named Danyon, who has a new girlfriend every week. Another one of my friends gave a blow job in grade 5. SHE WAS 10! I'm sorry, but our great-great grandparents, who are watching down on us must be really disappointed.
Thursday, 26 January 2012
A Title.
First off, YAY I REACHED THE 200 MARK FOR VIEWS! AND IT ONLY TOOK A MONTH AND ME BEING MOST OF THE VIEWS!I would like to thank all my fans - if any - and, myself. Because without all of us, I couldn't have done it. THANK US
More seriously though, I actually came to make a blog post. So here it goes.
Have you guys ever played Bubble Trouble? It's where you are this little devil dude, and you pop bubbles with your little ninja ass gun. But, every time a bubble touches you or your own gun, you die.
UPDATE Sorry about that. Any ways, yeah, Bubble Trouble. It is really fun, but has taken mup my life. I used to play it with my sister a few years ago, but we stopped. Recently, I discovered it again, and I am completely hooked. Bubble Trouble is on of the reasons I haven't been blogging that much.
Here is a link to is, and also a link to another fun game Caray Snake.
Snake
Bubble Trouble
I'll try to blog more. BYEE
More seriously though, I actually came to make a blog post. So here it goes.
Have you guys ever played Bubble Trouble? It's where you are this little devil dude, and you pop bubbles with your little ninja ass gun. But, every time a bubble touches you or your own gun, you die.
UPDATE Sorry about that. Any ways, yeah, Bubble Trouble. It is really fun, but has taken mup my life. I used to play it with my sister a few years ago, but we stopped. Recently, I discovered it again, and I am completely hooked. Bubble Trouble is on of the reasons I haven't been blogging that much.
Here is a link to is, and also a link to another fun game Caray Snake.
Snake
Bubble Trouble
I'll try to blog more. BYEE
Friday, 20 January 2012
I am a warrior
Today is Friday. On Tuesday my school had a snow day after a decent snow fall. Wednesday morning, I could only hope that it would be the same effect. It wasn't. My alarm woke me up at 6:00 to a snow-less sky. Checking my school website, I realised that I, Siobhan, had school.There was a sliver of hope in my mind that maybe the school board made a mistake. I logged onto Facebook, because, maybe my peers had a better answer for me. Alas, they were all the same. I had to accept my fate and move on.
I was just about to log off of Facebook, when the power went out. I was in shock. Due to the fact that the dark - besides waves - is my biggest fear, the urge of panic was slowly creeping in. Being the only one awake in a pitch black house, that I think is haunted, doesn't sit right with me.
I gathered every ounce of courage I had, and ran down the 10ft hallway, to my parents room. As a kid, I feel like my parents room is this gate-way into the world of happiness. Nothing scary can happen there. Especially as a child. Even the happiest dream that woke me up, I'd be running to my parents room. It was a chance for all of us to spend time together.
Any ways, yeah, my parents room = safe. I woke them up, and sat by their bed for a good ten minutes. My parents though I was just bored, but I was actually coming up with a plan to save the family. Imagine this. Your house, pitch black. You, a teenager, your brother, also a teenager, your mom and your dad all need to make yourselves look good with no light. It's humanly impossible. This family needed a hero. A saviour. A SIOBHAN.
I re-collected what ever ounce of bravery, courage -and all that shit- and went out on my journey. With nothing but light from the open window drapes, I gathered all the candles I could find. Even the ones downstairs, and in my room.
(My room is one of the darkest rooms in the house. And to get to it, you need to go through the big rooms with no rooms. That room is the darkest room)
After finding a bunch of candles, I searched and searched for my moms lighter. I lit every candle, and put them in all the main rooms.
One big row of little candles for the kitchen. Three middle sized candles for one bathroom. 3 large and 1 medium candle for my mom and I in our bathroom. The fireplace and a medium candle for the living room. Also, we each got one 'melee' candle, to bring with us where ever we went.
In all this commotion, I acted like I was in a horror movie. I walked around like I had some great importance, I talked like there was no hope. Yes, I was living in a movie, and I was the greatest and most dramatic person yet.
Because of my being awesome, we all got ready and went to work/school.
UPDATE: sorry that my pictures today are crappy. For the first three, I rushed to get them done, and on the last two, since my paint is so bad, I couldn't do the effect that I wanted.
One the second one, I wanted some glare from the fireplace to be glowing on my face, but it didn't work out.
I was just about to log off of Facebook, when the power went out. I was in shock. Due to the fact that the dark - besides waves - is my biggest fear, the urge of panic was slowly creeping in. Being the only one awake in a pitch black house, that I think is haunted, doesn't sit right with me.
I gathered every ounce of courage I had, and ran down the 10ft hallway, to my parents room. As a kid, I feel like my parents room is this gate-way into the world of happiness. Nothing scary can happen there. Especially as a child. Even the happiest dream that woke me up, I'd be running to my parents room. It was a chance for all of us to spend time together.
For some reason I always got kicked out, and banished to the floor.
Any ways, yeah, my parents room = safe. I woke them up, and sat by their bed for a good ten minutes. My parents though I was just bored, but I was actually coming up with a plan to save the family. Imagine this. Your house, pitch black. You, a teenager, your brother, also a teenager, your mom and your dad all need to make yourselves look good with no light. It's humanly impossible. This family needed a hero. A saviour. A SIOBHAN.
I re-collected what ever ounce of bravery, courage -and all that shit- and went out on my journey. With nothing but light from the open window drapes, I gathered all the candles I could find. Even the ones downstairs, and in my room.
(My room is one of the darkest rooms in the house. And to get to it, you need to go through the big rooms with no rooms. That room is the darkest room)
After finding a bunch of candles, I searched and searched for my moms lighter. I lit every candle, and put them in all the main rooms.
One big row of little candles for the kitchen. Three middle sized candles for one bathroom. 3 large and 1 medium candle for my mom and I in our bathroom. The fireplace and a medium candle for the living room. Also, we each got one 'melee' candle, to bring with us where ever we went.
In all this commotion, I acted like I was in a horror movie. I walked around like I had some great importance, I talked like there was no hope. Yes, I was living in a movie, and I was the greatest and most dramatic person yet.
UPDATE: sorry that my pictures today are crappy. For the first three, I rushed to get them done, and on the last two, since my paint is so bad, I couldn't do the effect that I wanted.
One the second one, I wanted some glare from the fireplace to be glowing on my face, but it didn't work out.
UPDATE: I also do not know why some of the words are high-lighted. I will try to fix it as soon as possible.
Sunday, 15 January 2012
Woops.
In all my commotion, I completely forgot to do a post about New Years. Please forgive my on this tardiness.
The New Year isn't a big deal for me. Actually, I could care less. It is just another point in time where I add the wrong year to my home work, another year of laughs, smiles and some tears. It's just like any other day, only with a different number at the end.
I can't let my being a hum-bug ruin every one else's cherry-ness. Especially my friends. They are all cheery about how they can start over, and 'do right' this year. So, I make a few New Years Resolutions, and try to stick to them as long as humanly possible.
This year, my New Years Resolutions are reasonable, with just a hint of needing to try. I am actually doing pretty good so far, except for a few slip ups of being lazy or just plain forgetting. When you reach a certain point in this post, you will see a list of my resolutions, along with why I chose them, and how I fail at them sometimes.
I am pretty sure this New Years is pretty scary for some people, who I like to call "The Idiots" Apparently, this year, in exactly 11 months and 1 week, the world is going to end. I would understand if people were freaking out because the date was like Friday 13, but it isn't. We are all going to die in the most cheery month, on the most random date. Who dies on the 22? Why not the 1, or the 30?
I don't believe in that bull shit. Why freak out because one calender only goes up to December 22, 2012? If I do say so myself, I think the world is going to end December 31, because, that is the date that my calender ends at.
Either way, half of the world is going to look like idiots December 23. The optimists are going to looks like dicks in heaven/hell/what ever you believe in OR the pessimistic are going to look like a bunch of bitch ass idiots who all got black-out drunk for their "last day" on earth.
Any ways, I am going back into the direction I was in before. New Years Resolutions. I made some, so here they are:
Walking home every other day: I am a lazy ass bitch who usually does shit all for physical activity. But I am starting to not like my body very much, so I decided to do something about it. I figured walking home every other day would do the trick. You see, I live on a mountain (not very tall, the size of Promontory, Chilliwack B.C, Canada) and if I woke home every other day - I don't walk home on the days I have gym - that will be 5.6 k every other day. That is a lot for me. I will fail at this resolution if I am A. too lazy, B. going to a friends house and C. Getting picked up
Eating healthy: This shit is faaat.
Accomplish some thing every day: I just don't like feeling like I have nothing to give, or that I haven't done any thing worth remembering. SO, I want to accomplish some thing every day. Whether it's passing my Science test - double accomplishment if I get an A - or walking home - which it usually is - I have accomplished something, so I am proud. I might fail at this due to pure lazy-ness, forgetting, or not caring.
I feel like you guys might be boreded out by this post, so here are a few pictures that have no meaning.
The New Year isn't a big deal for me. Actually, I could care less. It is just another point in time where I add the wrong year to my home work, another year of laughs, smiles and some tears. It's just like any other day, only with a different number at the end.
I can't let my being a hum-bug ruin every one else's cherry-ness. Especially my friends. They are all cheery about how they can start over, and 'do right' this year. So, I make a few New Years Resolutions, and try to stick to them as long as humanly possible.
This year, my New Years Resolutions are reasonable, with just a hint of needing to try. I am actually doing pretty good so far, except for a few slip ups of being lazy or just plain forgetting. When you reach a certain point in this post, you will see a list of my resolutions, along with why I chose them, and how I fail at them sometimes.
I am pretty sure this New Years is pretty scary for some people, who I like to call "The Idiots" Apparently, this year, in exactly 11 months and 1 week, the world is going to end. I would understand if people were freaking out because the date was like Friday 13, but it isn't. We are all going to die in the most cheery month, on the most random date. Who dies on the 22? Why not the 1, or the 30?
I don't believe in that bull shit. Why freak out because one calender only goes up to December 22, 2012? If I do say so myself, I think the world is going to end December 31, because, that is the date that my calender ends at.
Either way, half of the world is going to look like idiots December 23. The optimists are going to looks like dicks in heaven/hell/what ever you believe in OR the pessimistic are going to look like a bunch of bitch ass idiots who all got black-out drunk for their "last day" on earth.
Any ways, I am going back into the direction I was in before. New Years Resolutions. I made some, so here they are:
Walking home every other day: I am a lazy ass bitch who usually does shit all for physical activity. But I am starting to not like my body very much, so I decided to do something about it. I figured walking home every other day would do the trick. You see, I live on a mountain (not very tall, the size of Promontory, Chilliwack B.C, Canada) and if I woke home every other day - I don't walk home on the days I have gym - that will be 5.6 k every other day. That is a lot for me. I will fail at this resolution if I am A. too lazy, B. going to a friends house and C. Getting picked up
Eating healthy: This shit is faaat.
Accomplish some thing every day: I just don't like feeling like I have nothing to give, or that I haven't done any thing worth remembering. SO, I want to accomplish some thing every day. Whether it's passing my Science test - double accomplishment if I get an A - or walking home - which it usually is - I have accomplished something, so I am proud. I might fail at this due to pure lazy-ness, forgetting, or not caring.
I feel like you guys might be boreded out by this post, so here are a few pictures that have no meaning.
Saturday, 14 January 2012
Come on people.
Want to know what I hate? When people say "Every thing happens for a reason, live without regrets." Uhm.... No. I have things to say about both those 'sayings' in that sentence, so I will start with the first one.
"Every thing happens for a reason," I highly doubt that. In my opinion, nothing happens for any reason at all. Our decisions are our own, it isn't fate or destiny, and what evolves from our out comes are just luck. What I am trying to say is; Say you have a bad dog that attacks people, and ate a boys hand, resulting in you needing to put him down. Some one might say "Well, every thing happens for a reason, so maybe when 'Shredder' ate Bob's hand, the REASON was to tell you that you need a new dog"
NOOOOOOO people. The reason Shredder ate Bob's hand was because he was just a bad dog, and Bob tasted like chicken.
Now the "Live without regrets"...
In saying that, you are telling a mom that abuses her son to the point of death, that she shouldn't regret any thing. Idiot.
I'm sorry if this post offended any one.
If I did offend any one, I drew a picture of a chicken/rooster to apologise.
"Every thing happens for a reason," I highly doubt that. In my opinion, nothing happens for any reason at all. Our decisions are our own, it isn't fate or destiny, and what evolves from our out comes are just luck. What I am trying to say is; Say you have a bad dog that attacks people, and ate a boys hand, resulting in you needing to put him down. Some one might say "Well, every thing happens for a reason, so maybe when 'Shredder' ate Bob's hand, the REASON was to tell you that you need a new dog"
NOOOOOOO people. The reason Shredder ate Bob's hand was because he was just a bad dog, and Bob tasted like chicken.
Now the "Live without regrets"...
In saying that, you are telling a mom that abuses her son to the point of death, that she shouldn't regret any thing. Idiot.
I'm sorry if this post offended any one.
Snow. Welcome back.
Where I live, it does not snow that frequently. We might get one good snowfall a year, a few slush's, and the rest is rain. Well, today is our one good snow fall. I really want to go sledding right now. Too bad it's 11:50 pm. and all my friends are busy, or too pansy to sneak out. That leaves me at home, alone, blogging, drinking a slurpee.
Huh... I like 'beginner' me better then me now. "Now" would probably be better, if I had a fricken laptop. But yeah, that was me running in the snow. But we didn't really have snow, so when I posted this on Facebook, some people were confused.
Ahh, Facebook in the winter time. We don't really need a weather channel any more, Facebook tells us all. My entire 'home page' is filled with 'IT'S SNOWING' status'. We all fking know.
Actually, if I am on this subject, do we really need news at all any more? I mean Facebook is being attacked by 8 year olds any ways, and the only traffic they need to know is how busy the line up to the sand box is.
Also, for the actual news, well, if it really was NEWS, it would be all over Facebook, making the cost of CBC channel useless. And, once again, with the 8 year olds, the only news that they need to know is if 'Shelby's' profile picture of a cell phone, is ACTUALLY hers or not. My God I hate the world.
Well it is 12:15, and believe it or not, I may actually have a life tomorrow. Which means, bed time. Good night.
^^ That is my ugly face. I make it when ever I am excited, happy, sad, or I have just been complimented.. I don't use that face very often...
I remember when winter was just starting, and I was so excited for the snow. It was when I just started to "paint" or "draw" my pictures, so I literally "drew" any possible subject. Though there was no snow, I still drew this picture because I was just too excited not too.
Ahh, Facebook in the winter time. We don't really need a weather channel any more, Facebook tells us all. My entire 'home page' is filled with 'IT'S SNOWING' status'. We all fking know.
Actually, if I am on this subject, do we really need news at all any more? I mean Facebook is being attacked by 8 year olds any ways, and the only traffic they need to know is how busy the line up to the sand box is.
Also, for the actual news, well, if it really was NEWS, it would be all over Facebook, making the cost of CBC channel useless. And, once again, with the 8 year olds, the only news that they need to know is if 'Shelby's' profile picture of a cell phone, is ACTUALLY hers or not. My God I hate the world.
Well it is 12:15, and believe it or not, I may actually have a life tomorrow. Which means, bed time. Good night.
Thursday, 12 January 2012
I am a rebel. PART 2 MOTHER lovely pieces of cake.
That is correct. PART TWO of my journey in to the world of the haunted. And scary. A land where cake does not exist. And snow men are a distant memory. And clowns are very much alive. MY DOOM
I was sitting home alone, a few days ago, when I heard this weird noise illuminating from my speakers.
I was not listening to anything nor was I on the phone near them. My only two thoughts were
1. Aliens
2. The dead girl living in my basement.
Not wanting to sit in a corner like a pansy, I came up with a plan to destory what ever was trying to harm me. I put on my swag face
P.S I might make this post better, if I rememeber. Sorry if I don't, I know it's rushed.
I was not listening to anything nor was I on the phone near them. My only two thoughts were
1. Aliens
2. The dead girl living in my basement.
Not wanting to sit in a corner like a pansy, I came up with a plan to destory what ever was trying to harm me. I put on my swag face
And got down to buisness. I got the only weapon I could find, and pretended it was a death machine.
P.s I acutally only had a wooden spoon.
P.P.S it says 'Hoe' not 'Hoo"
P.P.S it says 'Hoe' not 'Hoo"
BACK TO THE STORY. I also grabbed my camera, as I wanted to document my survivings. For almost an 2 hours, I ran around my house, doing ninja rolls, and searching for any sign of the paranormal. When I got really scared, I hid behind a couch.
Look closely at the picture. You might see RIGHT what you have coming for you..
Ultimitaly, I got bored, so I decided to forget about the ghost and go to bed. The nexy morning I found out that my speakers weren't plugged in right. But I swear to you, it was... "Her"
Holy Shit-a YAY
First, I discovered new fonts, so I will be trying them out in this blog post.
Second, thank you guys. Only a few hours after my last blog post, I had like 15-ish more views. Yay. I was so proud, I made myself this
And you guys this
Second, thank you guys. Only a few hours after my last blog post, I had like 15-ish more views. Yay. I was so proud, I made myself this
And you guys this
No but seriously, thank you guys. Unless none of you told your friends, and other people just 'descovered' my blog. If that is the case then
Well. I am disapointed.
I have noticed a SERIOUS drop in my readers in the past couple of days. I don't know why, and it is really hurting my heart. :(
Oh well. I like me. So I will keep posting, and will re read my posts over and over so it looks like I am popular. Though, I do not have much time in my day... So until you ONE READER have told your friends about me, I have the unforgettable fate of being as un-awesome as a chair. Way to go.
And while I have people's ass' on my face, the lamp cord will just sit there, being awesome.
UPDATE:
I know that I haven't been blogging much, I just had a science test I needed to study for. It worries me though that maybe you don't want me to blog.. I just haven't been getting many views lately... Please, if you could, just tell people about my blog, or even just post a link to it on TUMBLR or FACEBOOK or something. I don't know! I just like seeing my counter thingy go up. :)
UPDATE:
Also, if any of my pictures seem different since Christmas, here is why; Up until Christmas, I was using my sisters laptop, which has MSPaint, but then she went back home I was stuck using my regualr computer. It is much harder because I am used to using the pad thingy on a laptop, and now I use a mouse AND I only have that gay Paint program your computer comes with. So yeah.
Oh well. I like me. So I will keep posting, and will re read my posts over and over so it looks like I am popular. Though, I do not have much time in my day... So until you ONE READER have told your friends about me, I have the unforgettable fate of being as un-awesome as a chair. Way to go.
I know that I haven't been blogging much, I just had a science test I needed to study for. It worries me though that maybe you don't want me to blog.. I just haven't been getting many views lately... Please, if you could, just tell people about my blog, or even just post a link to it on TUMBLR or FACEBOOK or something. I don't know! I just like seeing my counter thingy go up. :)
UPDATE:
Also, if any of my pictures seem different since Christmas, here is why; Up until Christmas, I was using my sisters laptop, which has MSPaint, but then she went back home I was stuck using my regualr computer. It is much harder because I am used to using the pad thingy on a laptop, and now I use a mouse AND I only have that gay Paint program your computer comes with. So yeah.
Wednesday, 4 January 2012
There is no point in hell to this other then an apology.
Hello world. I know that I haven't posted much, but I have been crazy busy with watching t.v. Also, I just started school again yesterday, so I am too busy with my studies (t.v) but don't fret. I haven't forgotten about my like, one reader. :)
No, I have actually realised an increase with my readers, so I am little worried that if I don't post more often, those new readers will think I am boring or something. And I do not want that. I will post more, but only if I see that you guys (that one person) tell your friends about me. And I will know. I have a counter.
I was going to make this post some what funny, but I am having a hard time, as to the fact that my great grandpa has fallen and broken his hip. He doesn't look too good.. Also I think the t.v thing is good enough for now.
Oh, and my Mexican is feeling down, so I drew a picture for her. If you pay attention, she loves Bradley Cooper. You will know why I have given you these facts in just a second, Now SCROLL
If that is too hard to read, Alex is saying "Come to me" and at the top it says "Brad-Mance" It is like 'romance' but with Bradley Cooper :) I'M ORIGINAL!
P.s If you want to see another picture of Mexican and Bradley Cooper, click Here
P.P.s I enjoy it when people tell there friends about my blog.
P.P.P.s Feed the fish. They are fun. They also have names, at the bottom of my blog.
P.P.P.Ps You should make accounts and comment because my comment sections are just sad.
Thanks. And, if I reach 130 views by later tonight, I will add a game. Or, yah know, you could just make an account and suggest things I should add on. I could put up a forum, polls, games, a wolf (like my fish) etc etc. please don't make me feel lonely any longer.
Yay <<< Where you can make an account.
No, I have actually realised an increase with my readers, so I am little worried that if I don't post more often, those new readers will think I am boring or something. And I do not want that. I will post more, but only if I see that you guys (that one person) tell your friends about me. And I will know. I have a counter.
I was going to make this post some what funny, but I am having a hard time, as to the fact that my great grandpa has fallen and broken his hip. He doesn't look too good.. Also I think the t.v thing is good enough for now.
Oh, and my Mexican is feeling down, so I drew a picture for her. If you pay attention, she loves Bradley Cooper. You will know why I have given you these facts in just a second, Now SCROLL
If that is too hard to read, Alex is saying "Come to me" and at the top it says "Brad-Mance" It is like 'romance' but with Bradley Cooper :) I'M ORIGINAL!
P.s If you want to see another picture of Mexican and Bradley Cooper, click Here
P.P.s I enjoy it when people tell there friends about my blog.
P.P.P.s Feed the fish. They are fun. They also have names, at the bottom of my blog.
P.P.P.Ps You should make accounts and comment because my comment sections are just sad.
Thanks. And, if I reach 130 views by later tonight, I will add a game. Or, yah know, you could just make an account and suggest things I should add on. I could put up a forum, polls, games, a wolf (like my fish) etc etc. please don't make me feel lonely any longer.
Yay <<< Where you can make an account.
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