Thursday, July 26, 2012


Today was a very unusual day in my class to say the least.
Awhile ago I had to write a research paper on something 'philosophical' which I did. The criteria was that  the research paper had to be 3 plus pages, double spaced. Again, 3 PLUS! Because I tend to have a lot of things to say usually I'm one of those people who go over the limit of pages that you are required to write. So to me 3 plus pages equals 6 typed, which I did. So what does Mr.Philosophy do? Marks me down 5 points because my paper was "to long." That's right, TO, not TOO, TO LONG. I get marked down for writing 6 pages about something I was required to write about and he does not even have the decency to use the correct wordage of TOO whilst minusing my points.

But whatever I still have a 95. Five more and it would have been a hundred but that would have been a complete disaster if a student were to get that on a research paper!
So to top the morning off the creepy philosophy teacher who needs to STOP EXISTING wishes to speak to us about famous philosophers by reading aloud chapters 10-11 to us which that in itself is boring beyond belief. Good thing I found this the other day!
I won. BINGO on the first row.
But anyways creepy teacher then ends class by saying;
"Shakespeare was a major philosopher in the Victorian period! (Lies! I don't even think Shakespeare existed in the Victorian era.)Now I shall recite sonnet roman numeral number 4;" (YES! My all time favorite roman numeral number! Bring it!)
Unthrifty LOVEliness!!! Why dost thou SPENDING
Upon thy self thy beeeeeauuuuuty's left hand!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Nature's BEQUEST gives nothing, but doth lendel,
And being frank she lends to those are freeeeee:
Then, beauteous niggard, why dost thou abuuuuuse
The bountEANOUS largess given thyness to give?
I have a few problems with this. 
1. He pretty much destroyed the sonnet by trying to make it sound like a depressed dolphin. Not to mention that's not even how it goes!
Unthrifty loveliness, why dost thou spend
Upon thyself thy beauty's legacy?
Nature's bequest gives nothing but doth lend,
And being frank she lends to those are free.
Then, beauteous niggard, why dost thou abuse
The bounteous largess given thee to give? 

Profitless usurer, why dost thou use
So great a sum of sums, yet canst not live?
For having traffic with thyself alone,
Thou of thyself thy sweet self dost deceive.
Then how, when nature calls thee to be gone,
What acceptable audit canst thou leave?
 Thy unused beauty must be tomb'd with thee,
  Which, used, lives th' executor to be. 

^These are the correct words. Not whatever he was rambling on about left hands.

2. He likes to throw in words in place of other words. 
3. I do not see philosophy in this lesson what so ever!

However this was the highlight of my day after that random sonnet was BETOLD to us.
Guy who sits behind me but hardly ever comes to class; "YO SPEAK ENGLISH I DONT SPEAK BIBLE!"

And then I weeped for humanity. The end. 

Tuesday, July 24, 2012

Slangy Quote Slang

May I kindly ask a favor to the fellow inhabitants of the world? STOP USING STUPID SLANG ALONG WITH OVERUSED QUOTES AND PHRASES!
I know what you're going to say; "U mad bro?" Yes, indeed I am! Please stop for five seconds and think before saying/typing stupid things. 
Now I shall list the ones that get me 'mad.'

"The truth is, everyone is going to hurt you. You just got to find the ones worth suffering for."- Bob Marley 
I love Bob Marley, truly he was shall always remain great. But  everyday I see another person quoting this and it get's annoying. I am just tired of his quote being used over and over and over again, please be creative and find something else. Personally I do not believe in suffering for people, that's not love,kindness, or friendship. The majority of the people using this quote have never voluntarily listened to Bob Marley in their life, sad but true.

Lawlz or lulz- Basically LOL but more idiotic. Say these two out loud in a random conversation and you shall see how idiotic it is.
Guy 1: And then I broke my leg
Guy 2: Lawlz!!!!!!!!!!!!!! 
Guy 1: 0_o
Guy 2: *Excluded from every conversation because LAWLZ should never be said. EVER.*

"You've got enemies? Good. That means you actually stood up for something."- Eminem or Winston Churchill  or Ernest Hemingway or Eleanor Roosevelt. Nobody really knows the original person who said it.  I would just like to point out that some do not have enemies for standing up for something. Some people have enemies because they are a downright bitch.

"And so the lion fell in love with the lamb." Oh Stephanie Meyer, how everything you write is hilarious. How does that even make sense? Lions eat and kill everything. Circle of Life. 

Swag/sawggy/swaggster/mcswaggin- NO! Not in my society!

I'm jelly- Jelly=jealous. I do not approve of people telling me that they are jelly, nor do I wish to know that people can become a tasty  type of grape topping on toast!

Yolo. This pretty much sums it up;

Trippy- As in "I'm so trippy today"- No you're not, you are stoned or off your rocker. Stop lying.

Blates- As in "blatantly" which is a stupid word as well.

Totes!- A new slang word for totally. Exactly why can't we pronounce the 3 syllables? Why?!?!? 

Dunzo- "Me and him are so dunzo." IT IS NOT A WORD PEOPLE! If someone says this one more time I swear I'm going to go samurai on them.

Chillax- This has to be my absolute least favorite word in existence. I shall never be a person to chill when someone or something is irritating me. Saying that I need to "chillax" only makes me 100 times more upset.

Adorkable- Ugh. 

 Preggers- As in "pregnant" Why not just say that you are pregnant? IS IT SO HARD?!?!? 

Same goes for

Baby mommy/Baby daddy- >_<

 Splitsville- Another word that has no business being in the american language. It is just incredibly stupid and needs to die.

Squares- In better name for cigarettes. Are cigarettes even square shaped? No? Then shut up.

 "It is what it is"- No. It is what I say it is and I say it's a unicorn!

 Sonny- As in "You got that sonny?" 

 The phrase "No offense" when said out of context. Too late you already offended me.

Biotch- We all know what you mean, adding an o doesnt make it any better.

Same goes for "hella"

Shawtie- I dont even know what this means. Its HELLA stupid.

 Ridic- Short for ridiculous. 

Sick- Used out of context a lot. Usually it is something like "My skateboard did a sick trick!" That is pretty much impossible. 

Fo sho- Ummm what did you just say? I think I should be offended by that...

Dope- As in "thats so dope!" Unless you are talking about the drug I am almost positive whatever is going on isnt dope.

Awesomized- X_X

For the win!- Exactly what am I winning?

Get R Done- The worst thing to come out of anyone's mouth EVER. 

'You know how we do'- No I really do not nor do I care to know.

Oh and I heard one last semester by these three girls in my class, the proper name for an elderly person these days is a coffin dodger. I must admit that made me laugh. 

I'm sure I forgot a couple but for the love of humanity stop with the slangadociousness and the stupid saying and overused quotes!!!


Like everyone else I am truly sorry and upset for what happened to the people at the midnight showing of the Dark Knight Rises in Aurora, Colorado. Deeply saddened that human beings are capable of such horrific acts. My heart goes out to everyone who has suffered from this along with the families/friends/acquaintances etc. 

Today many people in my philosophy class were talking about having the killer executed. I say "the killer" because 

1. Giving him attention by giving him a name is just a way to boost his ego for what he has done. He does not deserve that. In my opinion the news channels really need to stop showing his face as well along with naming him  things like "The movie theater murderer."  I actually just saw Anderson Cooper interview some of the people who were in the theater along with the victim's families and that is what this should be about, the people who were hurt or could have been hurt, not the one who's main goal was to hurt.

2. He is not an 'alleged' killer. He is just a killer, plain and simple.

My stance on execution for this dude is no. The reason being that he is the type who will see death as an escape from the consequences of his actions. I think life in prison without parole along with barring him from receiving protective custody and solitary confinement. I can completely understand the human reaction of "that SOB of a monster killed people so he should be killed" but will that solve the problem or prevent it from happening again? This story does not sound like the refular "he was shy and bullied and is no seeking revenge and taking it out on random people." This is a bit more different and delusional.

Now I've been paying some attention to this news story and I keep hearing that this guy is INSANE. Obviously he could not have been all there in the head if he actually carried through with this and made detailed plans beforehand on how he was going to succeed. From what has came out so far about him, along with how he is currently acting, he sounds like he is a Schizophrenic to a small degree. He was a top student- but recently his grades plummeted. Schizophrenia usually develops when someone is in their late twenties and I believe that was around his age. But either way just because someone has developed a disorder that is no reason for them to get away with murder. 

However, this guy could very well be sane. The nazi's were never mentioned as insane in any history book that I have read and they did some pretty damn awful things. We also know that this guy was obviously angry about something. Anger is not a form of insanity. This entire insanity plea thing rests on if he has any real understanding of having committed the act, and subsequently of the act having been wrong. Thankfully the plea has not come up yet.

Also, I'm curious as to how it is relevant that this guy was "a loner, quiet, and shy." Many people are like that,  it does not mean they have any intentions of causing harm to innocent civilians. People who are like this do not usually get obsessed with making explosives, buying guns, and pretending they are the Joker whilst dying their hair the wrong color for said character. This is probably what is getting on my nerves, considering it makes others suspicious of quiet people and want to go on a witch hunt for them which is truly lame. Every-time a murder happens said guy or girl is automatically pinned down as the "quiet loner type."  Since when has it been the father with a loving wife and a newborn child who makes millions of dollars by selling Tommy Hilfiger cologne? That's right, never. If it's not relevant to the case don't bring it up.  

Again my heart goes out to the victims and their families. May God or whatever you believe in keep you well.

*I do not wish to see arguments on my blog about this. Please take your political debates and offensive comments somewhere else.*

Tuesday, July 10, 2012

Sorry For Sucking =(

I have been busy busy busy! I promise to try and never take this long to update ever again!
I am currently still at college with my crazy cracker jack of a professor who's goal in life is to not do his job! Seriously we had midterms yesterday and instead of grading them he wanted us to hand it to the kid in front of us or behind us. Students grading each others midterms?

Sure I did good but little Susie junior who sucks in all of her classes does not need to be ridiculed for sucking. I actually got a 128/150 which is 84% I believe? Because he thought that rephrasing all of the terms would help us learn more about philosophy!!!Oh and our paper is due on the 18th and guess who hasn't started hers yet? =O

In other news I do believe that if I do not do something theatre related soon I am going to explode. Just yesterday I was singing show tunes for two hours straight. I just recently emailed a theatre company about an internship and another about an audition but none of them have emailed me back and this was two or so weeks ago so either I'm being incredibly impatient or they just hate me!!! =/

Speaking of theatre, I'm not sure how many people even read this blog but if you could PLEASE please please vote for Jane Eyre for the 2013 season at this Indiana theatre that would be super cool and I'd appreciate it very much.

If that becomes the musical I'm train tripping it down there and auditioning considering Ms.Eyre is pretty much my dream role.

Other than that nothing much has happened that is worth mentioning. Hope everyone has a great day today and in the words of Ellen DeGeneres, be kind to one another. 

Saturday, July 7, 2012


^That's right you read the title correctly. Reading. Today I am writing a blog on how I feel about reading and how it has been an important part of my life.

If anything, I can honestly say that my family had a large and significant part in how I learned to read and write. When I was just an infant my mom told me that she along with my grandma, grandfather, and father, used to read books to me all of the time and for some unknown reason, I recall most of the stories that they read aloud, my favorites being nursery rhymes and fairy tales.

When I was only three I saw my cousin who was staying at my house during that time, reading a
book for one of her 2nd grade classes. She needed help understanding the context of the book
but because I was unable to read I thought at the time that I wasn't much help to her, or to
anyone else for that matter. This was the day when my family saw an opportunity to teach me
how to read and write, mostly because it was obvious that I was more than willing to learn.

I also think that the small environment of the village in which I live also played a small role into
how I learned to read and write. It was easy for me to read the signs around my village
considering they had been there forever but I just never paid that much attention to them before.
It is probably a safe thing to say that if you get lost in my village then you are an idiot. I say this
because half of the signs people see in my village are directions or addresses or small

In 3rd grade although I could read excellently and was even reading things such as The Mists of Avalon, Dracula, and The Excorcist (yes, maybe this is a factor on why I'm so screwed up today! =P)
 I had a terrible time when it came to reading in front of my classmates. Everyone was told to read the entire book "Little House in the Big Woods" and  then read a page from that book aloud for the day. I always left school sick around that time because I was so afraid of reading aloud. What if they judged me? What if I read too fast for them? What if, God forbid, I mispronounced a word? However I did overcome my fear and nobody laughed at me... then again, I never gave them a reason to and always read the chapter ahead of time just in case I couldn't pronounce something so I could fix it before 'read aloud time.'

In 4th grade my school had a reading contest which consisted of how many pages us kids read per week and if our class won we got an award or something like that. My class sucked. It had kids in there who were like "Hahaha reading is lame. I read zero pages this week." Apparently reading was not considered to be the cool thing to do. So imagine the look on my classmates faces when it came my turn to tell how many pages I read in a week and my answer was "304." Nobody believed me. My classmates then started calling me a liar and one girl even pushed me to go tell the principle that I said the number wrong. Um, no. I did not say the number wrong you must have misheard me.

The next day, Mrs. evil fourth grade teacher arranged an appointment for me to see the principle based on my page numbers read because she found it "Unbelievable" that a girl my age could read 304 pages in a week. So I talked to the principle who asked me just what the hell I read and I showed her Great Expectations.  I then had to spend another 30 minutes explaining to her the concept of the book and how I felt about it along with reading 10 or so pages out loud so she could see if I was actually capable of reading things like that in a timely manner. It surprised her greatly when I was capable of doing everything she requested and although she accepted my 604 page submission, she told me that I should start reading books "that weren't for children twice my age." After that I did start lying about how many pages I read a week and needless to say our class didn't win any awards which I could have honestly cared less about.

In 5th grade I just assumed  that it was safer to read age-appropriate material in public. Although I must say some of the books I read during that time did get me back into the horror genre. Jade Green and a few other 'teenagery books' were actually quite good. However, my teacher fully embraced reading and accepted whatever the kids wanted to read, but I never really strayed far from the teenagery things because I didn't want another incident like the 4th grade one. Plus reading Johnny Tremain tends to make everyone's head bleed. Yeah, I'm not a fan of Esther Forbes and to this day I have to say next to Twilight and The Grapes of Wrath, Johnny Tremain is one of the worst books I have ever read.

As for high school, we were assigned reading and that's when my interest kind of evaporated thanks to my freshman English teacher and the depth they wanted to show in every damn book we read. I really could have cared less if the tree was a symbol of life or death. Looking that deeply into things and over analyzing a tree is completely idiotic and has absolutely nothing to do with the book. It is a tree because it is a tree. END OF STORY.

My sophomore year my British Literature teacher pretty much saved me from hating reading altogether. She is the one who got me interested in reading again and is overall why I'm still reading to this day and I truly thank her for it. In her class we got to watch Jane Eyre and Wuthering Heights, along with read Beowulf and The Canterbury Tales along with a few others. It was because of this class that I started reading Jane Austen. This teacher was the only person I could have a conversation with about anything British and book related and not be judged. We had to read a book everyday during reading time in her class and me and her always had a conversation about the book I was reading. I told her Mansfield Park was my least favorite book by Jane Austen and although she absolutely loved the movies she was more of a Bronte fan. What sucks about this story is that Brit Lit was only one year and this teacher left the school district by the time I graduated.

Junior and senior year is when everyone tried to look for depth again and lie their way through reading a novel. Screw depth and screw lying about your education. I swear 99% of the kids in my grade either used spark notes or the internet. If you are still in school please don't do this. I am all for spark notes and Google if you cannot fully understand the text but they are not a substitute for a novel and if you think that they are then I find that really sad.

Now that I am in college it has become harder and harder to find a person reading a non required book. I can understand that though, in college we all have to read what is required in our $200 text books such as the history of the world or geographical locations. However going up to someone who is reading Elizabeth Gaskell and then saying something stupid like "Man you don't need to be reading books in college! And if you're going to read then at least make it 100 pages or less!" 0_o This has happened to me. Then again I doubt this kid has ever even picked up a book in his life so that cancels out every statement that he tried to make. 

Because this is 2012 I know that there is actually a lot of new reading technology out there with the Kindle and the Nook and the Ipad and what not and this is great, especially for people in this tech-savvy world who were never into reading the words-on-paper editions. I personally do not have one but for everyone who does and has learned to like reading again, bravo.

Overall I just wanted to get this message across, reading is important and will always be one of the things that my introverted self really likes. There are so many books and genres out there that if you have not found a book you like yet, then you are not looking hard enough.

Monday, July 2, 2012

I Had A Dream My Life Would Be So Different From This Hell I'm Living

I have been out of college for break since Monday. I am ready to go back. I knew it was going to be awful since Tuesday when I was forced to go over to my aunt's for "family barbecue time." I cannot deal with my family, being around them too long causes me to have extremely horrible thoughts.
 I cannot relate to any of them for I am the black sheep. Here is a description of every single one of them;
Dad- Alcoholic who would rather spend time with his girlfriend than give me a single ounce of attention
Mom- Every thing that is bad in the world in one person
Aunt- Hateful
Cousin- Like her mother only worse and likes everything "popular" in today's society and has high hopes in life to be the 6th Kardashian sister. And she is friends with the people in my high school class who made my life horrible.
Grandmother- Literal definition of insane and she hates everything and everyone. She is not a good example of the way a grandmother is supposed to act.

But anyways I go over to my aunt's house and like always I am in a corner away from everyone as they talk about life and society and whatever else fancies them. Around the time we were supposed to dine my cousin walks over to me and states that her friend is a true actress that has starred in movies and how someone like me could not be as good as her and that I need to find a new career path. I responded by telling her that I shall do whatever I wish to with my life and that she should not concern herself over it. My aunt then walks into the room and goes on a tangent about how I will live here the rest of my life and if I was so 'great' I would have been in a movie by now. Yes, because it is an unwritten rule that all actors must make an appearance in movies.

At dinner I was asked by my aunt if I had a boyfriend yet. Of course I don't. Everyone laughed like it was the most amusing thing in the world to them. After I was finished I went to go pet the cat who is just as avoided as me when my family started talking about what a pathetic case I am. I politely excused myself from the house on account of being 'sick' and walked a mile or so back to my house. Nobody even noticed my absence. When I arrived back home my mom was just glad that I found something to do to get out of her sight.

The 4th was ok. The fireworks were quite good this year and I was able to see an old friend again which will more than likely be the highlight of my week.

Overall this post is just to get out some of my feelings which I have been having lately. I shall survive.