So, I've noticed that I walk off-kilter.
As in...with a slant.
Like...one leg is shorter than the other.
Obviously it's from my accident...3 years ago, I believe? When I had surgery on my knee. But I only realized that I walk funnily on an almost daily basis. So I try to correct it but it feels really weird and for some reason I can't tell if it's working or not.
I was utterly confused when I woke up today.
For some reason, I had entirely forgotten when I had went to bed. When I awoke, it was 12:30pm. I panicked, since I have class at 10:30. I rushed to get dressed when I noticed it was still dark outside.
Commence approx 5 min of "WTH is going on?"
Something interesting to note:
-By attempting to delete a copy of "programs" in your start menu, you WILL erase ALL of them. So...don't empty your recycle bin if you do. -head desk- Lesson learned, Universe.
I just realized that you can add "justice" on to the end of pretty much anything and sound like some sort of grizzled veteran/detective.
"And this waitress was so rude-"
"You know what else is rude? JUSTICE. Because it doesn't have time to listen to your whining."
"These shoes were so cheap!"
"You know what else is cheap? JUSTICE! Because everyone thinks that they're in the right, so she's having a hard time keeping up with the exchange rates for THE TRUTH."
"This is starting to make me angry-"
"You know what else is angry? JUSTICE. Because it's the FISTS of RIGHTEOUSNESS, flying at YOUR FACE. Because it's TIRED of the LIES."
And then I'd probably be justice-punched in the face.
Continue reading "You know what else got deleted? JUSTICE." »
I completely forgot to put this in my previous, dentist-related post. When my dentist was using those machine things, I kept thinking of them as lasers...
...which led to me imagining, basically, a two-hour Gundam fight.
A gundam fight
Never say the dentist can't be entertaining.
I'll get around to properly posting...Saturday, I suppose.
So, today I went to my dentist to get cavities filled.
Two hours later, my chin feels non-exsistent, my tongue is as useful as a rolled up sock, I always have the feeling that I'm drooling (when I am not), and my attempts to drink ended up with water done my shirt.
The dentist DID, however, advocate my use of ice cream to speed up the de-numbing process.
...if only I could actually TALK, of course. The 's' is impossible to get out, the 'sh' a bit better...I suppose I could get a milkshake.
-.-
So, every once in a while I shake like a leaf in a high wind, occasionally twitch like...well, I don't have to put the reference in, but it involves crack. (Which, by thewaymygoodfriends, I do not do). Today is one of those days. Makes me want to go and run like a angry bear is behind me. Since I am in Saskatoon, I can't go for a run around town, so I have to settle for the gym. But I don't like the track.
When I get twitchy, I need to be outside and doing something.
Continue reading "Ah, those twitchy little days of winter." »
Ah, yes, the awkward silence only found in a small elevator as you wait for it to get to your floor, panicking, wondering if you should say something-anything (the weather?)-to break the nerve-wracking quiet, only to thankfully exit mere moments later.
Feels like eternity, though.
Does anyone make up random life stories about people they pass? I do. It's quite amusing.
Continue reading "Awkward Elevator Silence, Among Other Things" »
Good gracious, English profs are an amusing bunch.
I quote:
"Grading essays is like dusting...no matter how much you do there is always more. And I'm afraid to put two essays on top of each other...they breed. I start with two, leave the room, come back and there are nineteen."
He also randomly told us that the word "defenestrate" means "to throw out a window".
Also, what is it with English profs and taking pictures of students to help remember their names...?
Holy father of the Great and Mighty Socrun, Ruler of All That Is Fictional, it has been a hiatus of epic proportions.
I'd like to start off by apologizing to my no doubt angry hordes of followers (here's to you that still check this!) and tell you that with the new year I have made a few resolutions....the first being, obviously, to get back on this page of delicious purple propoganda.
I have a professor that enjoys using the word "Madness!" often...
Which leads to a battle of epic proportions inside of me.
One one side, I have the meme part of myself, which uses things like "OVER 9000!" and "I herd u like Mukdipz". This side crys out for release, to say "THIS IS SPARTA!" as loudly and dramatically as possible.
Then there is my sane side, which promptly smacks the meme side and tells it to shut up and be quiet or no interwebz for it. (A cause for my one-sided headaches, methinks) It sits quietly outwardly and giggles inwardly.
For the love of all that is holy, I pray that my professor limits his use of madness...or else.
Continue reading "Madness? This is...resisting temptation!" »
So, apparently I have fallen behind the times again. Here, I thought I'd finally caught up with those kids and their new-fangled "rap" music and "gangsta" talk (Thanks, www.gizoogle.com!) when I learn that it is "in" to name the inanimate objects that take precedence in your life. I was understandably confused at this attempt to inject personality into our stuff, not realizing that MY way of doing it had been a bit...unorthadox.
So, my stuff is named!
My phone is now the Gewgaw.
My computer is Sir Inksalot, the Second (or Inky).
My car is still the Spirit, but that's only because you really can't improve on that. (I will paint you purple and call you the Grapemobile...one day...)
Continue reading "A phone by any other name would be...something different. Amirite?" »
Well. Today, I learned that a light windbreaker and sandals do not prepare you for snrainow (the n is silent) and wind. Although it did make for wet hems on my pants.
Whilst wandering around campus, enjoying the weather, I went to the parkade. I then took the elevator to the roof in an attempt to dry out and answer my texts without those annoying little snorops. (n is pronounced here.) Upon exiting the elevator, I realized that the parkade roof would be an excellent spot to have an epic duel.
<.< The next UOP chapter should hopefully be up soon.
Today, in English, we made a circle.
...Or tried to. With square tables.
We ended up with a half-assed octagon before going for a square.
We are people in English class. We did not come for geometry. There are no engineers in our class.
It took us ten minutes. We started class early.
Continue reading "A lack of engineers, Freudian slips, and realizations" »
I am actually excited when I go to Linguistics class, because I feel like a secret agent when I'm taking notes. To anyone else, it's like we're writing in code. I will leave cryptic messages around the hall! Mwa hahahahaha!
Seriously though. It's awesome. And it makes a great motivator to study.
ðʌ geɪm:
yu dʒst last ɪt
Hahahaha. If there is a Linguistics club, their slogan should be...you know what, it's too much of a pain to copy and paste those little symbols. I'll leave it at that. XD
On another note (seriously, I have to write this stuff down, otherwise all you'd see would be a blank entry...I lost my mastodon all the time...Mastodons? Mastodi?), I have noticed that after my (nameless as to prevent charges) friend had drawn a fish hook. When I went to class the next day, an artist had added in a three-eyed fish, a la the Simpsons, and wrote "OM NOM NOM". I am excited to see what other people drew.
So, today I finally got some homework in my English class. Yay! (But not really, although I don't mind essays. Don't tell anyone. *shifty eyes* Must keep up pretense of homework hating.) So I am preparing to write an essay of epic proportions (one page) that will garner over 9000 marks!
MWA HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!
*cough* Anyway. Does anyone else get that feeling of absolute power when they open a key-locked door when it's "unlocked" (AKA mornings and afternoons)? That "ka-chk" sound and the sense that you just got into some high tech security building?
...No? Well, okay. You should imagine yourself walking into some sort of secret lair. It's fun.
Today was the Career Festival. The Festival of Free Goods And Candy. It's like Halloween, but with obligatory papers and random advertising.
My haul:
-Five pens, one penlighter (pen/highlighter hybrid), four highlighters (one with a clip)
-Two clips, one magnetized
-Two keychains
-Two lanyards
-One clip
-One sunglasses holder
-Two waterbottles
-Three cloth bags
-One small, purple first aid kit
-One mini desk set (paperclips, teeny tine stapler/staples, sticky notes, elastic bands...wait, I know what I'm doing tonight >:3)
-Two plantable things (one is a business card, they grow into plants)
-A small measuring tape/leveller (yay, let's see if the building tilts~)
-A green cardholder thingy...made out of that synthetic rubber stuff...
-A green yoyo
-Silly putty
-Two squeezy stress balls (one white, another a globe)
-One squeezy stress (LEGO) block, red
-M&Ms
-A pedometer
-An Ipod carrying case (currently housing my phone)
So yes. I love this time of year. Mwa hahahaha.
Ah, yes, I have recently turned that pivotal age-19, or the "legit age", as I call it. It was pretty cool. I got a new phone, a purple LG Reveal, as well as some awesome presents from an epically awesome friend, of which I now must outdo when it comes her birthday. (see below for a list.) If you see a girl wandering around with a plastic sword...
...it's probably me. Feel free to grab your own plastic/foam weapon of choice and duel me.
So, I am collecting those Vancouver 2010 coins. I have almost all of them. I need the quarter with the mini hockey stick guy, and it shall be complete! Mwa hahahaha!
*thunder and lightning*
Amused by: Hand sanitizer and squinting to see my eyelashes
Listening to: Kanto Pokemon Battle Song
Prepping to: Go to bookstore (yay!)
...I MAY have fell whilst trotting up the stairs. No one was around, though, as no one ever seems to be. I did, however, learn that looking up at the ceiling while going up stairs really hinders your sense of depth perception. Always a pathbreaker, I am.
Word of the day today is "malapropism", which is the unintentionally humorous misuse of a word. Goal today: Use malapropism in a sentence (after checking pronunciation). And yes, I did know what it meant.
Finished off my delicious homemade pizza buns today. Yes, I ate them for a snack and yes, I realize it's 10:30. I follow the dictates of my stomach, as have many other valued members of the community. I am now left to wonder what to do with the large zip-loc bag they were in.
*shifty eyes*
My mood: Tired
Listening to: "I Know You Know" - Friendly Indians
Watching: "Psych" Season 2
Reading: "Peeps" - Scott Westerfeld
Doing: Blogging and reading
Should be doing: prepping for Linguistics (will be shortly, maybe-lots of time)
Okay, yay for discovering a blog function, I guess. Warning you now, some, if not all, of the events in this blog are summarily works of fiction (beautifully written, but fiction nonetheless) with a small part of truth. However, I will strive to keep this up to the moral standards of the great bloggers before me, the ones of whom I loyally follow in the hopes of becoming a Blogod, like them.
Blogod? Blogging god? That doesn't sound right, but whatever. My blog, my rules, my words.
Ah, where was I? Oh, right. Talking about nothing.
Speaking of nothing (which can't actually be done, can it? Philosophy prof, I have a question for you~), I guess I can tell a little bit about myself.
Not a whole lot. IPS (Internet Paranoia Syndrome).