November Favorites

Epica
I've listened to this band a few times on Youtube and have always found them to be really great. However I recently read a few interviews with the band and finally had the chance to listen to two of their albums and I can now officially say that Epica is now possibly one of my favorites. They recently released a dvd/cd of Retrospect which was a concert in which they performed with a full orchestra for 3 full hours. Epica consists of seven people (Simone Simons, Mark Jansen, Coen Janssen, Arien van Weesenbeek, Isaac Delahaye, and Rob Vandeloo) who each have their own special talent whether it's playing a guitar or singing in an operatic style. If you like symphonic metal and have never heard of Epica (which most people have) then I must strongly urge you to give them a listen.

BBC's Emma

I have only now at this point in time seen the 2009 TV miniseries of Jane Austen's Emma and let me just say that this version blows all of the other versions out of the water. In my opinion Romala Garai and Johnny Lee Miller (who you may recognize from Elementary) make the perfect Emma Woodhouse and Mr. Knightley. Michael Gambon also stars as Mr. Woodhouse and anything with Mr. Gambon in it is bound to be good as long as he doesn't start screaming at people in a calm fashion about how they may or may not have put their name in the Goblet of Fire.


Person of Interest
I have been a huge fan of this show since episode 1 aired. Love the storyline, love the setting, love the writing, love the actors, love the characters. I basically love everything about this show.The past three episodes shown this season have turned me kind of bipolar. And the season  isn't even over yet! There was a lot of AHHH then AWW then GASP then TEARS then NOOO then EEE! then SHOCK then AHHH then HAHAHAHA then YAY then ASDHGJGKFL! So many feels! I promised myself that I would never ever use the term 'feels' but I can't think of another way to describe what these last three episodes did to me. By the way to everyone who keeps Facebooking how they need to kill Root and Shaw, ya'll need to take a sit. Those character are awesome and Sarah Shahi and Amy Acker are brilliant.


Rockstar Fruit Punch Pure Zero
I have nothing to say about these little cans of goodness other than they keep me awake in class and taste delicious. The lady who cuts my hair recommended this flavor to me and I must thank her muchly the next time I have a hair appointment.


Healthy Sexy Hair Leave In Conditioner

I ran out of this for a week and let me just tell you that I was super happy to get another bottle. It smells amazing and leaves my hair really soft and tangle free. During the time I ran out of this I was using some Aussie leave in conditioner and that stuff made my hair a tangled mess, not to mention some of it fell out. So yeah, this product is a must have.

The Autobiography of Jane Eyre

I found this series when it was only on episode 3 so I guess you could say that I was one of the semi-first viewers of the series. Now the series has 11, 268 subscribers which is absolutely fantastic. Every single person involved in the series is incredible and I hope to see more from all the actors in the near future.

Thinking Thoughts

Today my aunt came over to our house asking my mom if we had any eggs because she was making a cake. My mom gave her the eggs and then  she starts zeroing in on me about how it's weird for people of 22 years of age to not have ever had a boyfriend. Yeah, because that's my fault and this is really a conversation one should have while borrowing another persons eggs.
Once she left I started asking myself this question and I finally have an answer! My dear aunty, the reason I don't have a boyfriend is because these are the types of guys I get to choose from! These are taken from the Facebook's of practically every guy I know or have known in the past:

I love to fish and i love to hunt but i love gettin laid in the bed of my truck
Well up since 6 to excited about my booze and bow hunting filled weeken
We dot care we're driving Cadillacs in our dreams
After that im done watching time for zombies
Well the ol 7.3 has brakes again now time for it to give it a bath
My long hair cant cover up my redneck
believe me.. ill be in that beaver in no time.
Tbh...I don't know u that well but us look like a country boy which is def a bonus and you seem cool.
My day off... Partied all night nd up sense 7:30, work you mess up head!!
! I got to see my broosky at court bitches set him up but who cares he got  amazing deal and is getting out wayyyy earl than expected. 
Hittin' a lick while updating my facebook status....
Couple Brews and a few country tunes.
i fell out of my tree stand tonight and all i did was torn my sentlock coat. 
Bow fishin last night — -

Cc crash bow wow

like ms and be fallowing me 

>Insert picture of them drinking, smoking, or a deer head< 

Thankfully none of these past acquaintances are on my friends list, they are still past acquaintances though and are basically the kind of people I run into 24/7 which is really sad. Why are these people all country or act like they are from the hood? And why are all the other guys I didn't list who spell their words correctly such horrible people?

WHY

WHY

WHY 

WHY 

WHY

 All in all though, every single one of my guy friends on Facebook are married (and I'm also usually friends with their wife), have a long time girlfriend, are gay, have a child, or have succeeded in getting their fiance pregnant but they are all super nice and awesome and don't say things like "huntin for deer and then goin boozering with my homies!" Not to say that one should only date the people who have a facebook, that is idiotic. A lot of the people I know don't believe in social networking and they are some of the sweetest people ever.

But as for the having no boyfriend thing, I honestly don't care. This is just something random I was thinking about, I always have to think about things whenever my aunt speaks to me. I swear she does this stuff on purpose. But people should be perfectly fine being single, I've been single for 23 years and I'm still living. If you live you are doing good. 

Weirdos At College

I believe that I have talked about this guy on my blog before but for those of you not aware there is a guy in my biology class who is in a wheelchair. He never shows up to class but whenever he does he always has to act like an idiot and be creepy. And today he decided to sit right next to me, talk to me all through class (while I'm taking notes) along with popping some pills and drinking his "water" (which I'm pretty sure was vodka). He also wanted to have a rousing discussion on how high he was and how hot Kelly Osbourne is and how he would totally bang her.  That is not okay. I am in college to learn, not listen to you spout off about things unrelated to the class. Not only was this guy irritating me he was disrupting the learning process. If you want to talk about Kelly Osbourne's hotness with someone, do it on your own time, not mine.

Then after taking a sip of his "water" he decides to get into this debate with me. Why I even responded to him I couldn't tell you.

Him: You need to have kids.
Me: No. I don't like kids.
Him: Bullshit. You love kids
Me: No I really can't stand them.
Him: Don't you think they're cute?
Me: No. They cry and never shut up.
Him: Cuz they're sad and like to talk. Come on! I have three kids who have three different mamas and they turned out alright.
I'm sure they did...
Me: I'm not having kids.
Him: Atleast try once.
Me: No.
Him: Why not? You'd be a great parent cuz you look childish yourself!!!
I couldn't even answer that. Da fuq? How does looking like a child make someone a capable parent for raising little spawns? Dude you have issues. 
Him: If I was a girl I'd be having children all the time! As soon as you have the first kid you gotta have more!
Because as we all are aware, childbirth is a completely painless process. I told him FOUR TIMES that I don't want kids so the reasonable reaction he has to that? Have more than one! 


I have absolutely no idea why this guy is so concerned about my decision of not wanting kids. Does he wish to have a child with me? Actually let's not even think about that! I have enough nightmares as it is. It's my life and if I don't want kids I truly think people should respect that decision.

And I have lab on Mondays (along with this idiot) so that means that even AFTER class he wouldn't STFU about this. It would seem that being 22 and not having a kid is crazy talk in this guys world! My time clock to have kids is running out! Yes. Time clock. That is what he said.



Then he starts telling me about his recent girlfriends birthing process. NO. IF I WANT TO KNOW ABOUT THE BIRTHING PROCESS I WILL GOOGLE IT. THANK YOU. It was just an overall weird experience. Who in their right mind would think that this topic of conversation would be nice to have with a complete stranger?

Still, I did meet some cool people in lab. Two of the people who have lab on Wednesday came to our lab today and we all got to work in a group together. AND THEY COULD SPEAK PROPER ENGLISH AND USE FULL SENTENCES! Nobody will ever realize how overjoyed that made me. It took us about 45 minutes to complete the lab which is a new record for me considering condescending lady and wheelchair guy always have to argue about who is right about whatever we are doing. Wheelchair guy was still a weirdo and kept crying about how he "don't know what to do cuz he don't understand." I tried explaining to him that he was looking over a yellow paper for CLASS and not the blue one for LAB which is probably why he didn't understand. But God forbid I try to help someone, even a person who doesn't deserve my help. As soon as I told him this he starts flipping out on me for calling him stupid and that I'm racist and how I don't know what I'm talking about because stupid people don't take care of three kids and a foster child or have three college degrees or have time to pick up another degree. Right. Because as everyone knows, telling someone they are reading the wrong paper calls for that. You know what stupid people really do? Brag about their life accomplishments when no one was asking about them then calling someone a racist because they are trying to help you understand something. Stupid people do that.

Speaking of stupid people, I forgot to mention how the group project went. Honestly it went pretty good but sadly I wasn't able to put down a 0 for my project partners because they were looking over my freaking shoulder when she handed us the evaluation sheet.
Certainly we weren't the worst group. Most of the groups did pretty great with the exception of one. This group made a PowerPoint and quite possibly spelled everything wrong on it. One of the guys in the group didn't show up so it was just two country bumpkins trying to explain osmosis. This is how the presentation went, in their exact words;
"Wen da egg yoke turn blu then u will c blu vapoer in the water. We used a egg to test out our hypoythyisiz."
-Wen? Like the shampoo they always advertise on commercials at 3 am?
-Yoke. YOKE?!? THAT IS NOT HOW YOU SPELL YOLK YOU DESPICABLE DING DONGS!!!
-And how will you see blue or I'm sorry "blu vapoer" in the water if all you did was dye the egg blue?
-Then there's my favorite, A egg. A EGG. Not AN EGG. A EGG. Say that out loud. Then remind yourself to never say it again!
-Oh and hypoythyisiz is my new favorite noun!
Hypoythyisiz- To hypnotize a person with hypotension into thinking they are Shakespeare but wear a bigger size in pants.
(Hypoy/Thy/Isize)

I weep for the coming generation of teachers entering the school system, I truly do.

First All Nighter

Hey everyone I'm back and it is currently midnight where I live so that means I have 17 hours until my poster and lab report are due! Fun times! This was supposed to be a group project but considering everyone in my group sucks I of course got stuck with doing the poster for our presentation and the lab report, the last which I haven't even started yet!!! This is not okay. I seriously loathe group projects so so much. I cannot tell you a story about that one time I was in a group and did not do everything because in order for me to tell that story I would have to have been in a good and fair group which we all know will never happen. So here I am on a Sunday night coloring in some graphs and trying to sound all scientifical and write down all the information I had to find myself because my "group" thought it would be a great idea to not do their side of the project. I kind of had a feeling that they would do absolutely nothing but I held on to this little glimmer of hope that they would. Darn you glimmer of hope! Now I'm stuck here typing a lab report which is probably going to need some severe editing in the morning. If I had it my way the report would say "And then we learned science. Bill Nye says science is our future. Bill Nye is cool. Osmosis. The end." But I doubt writing a few non-detailed sentences would be good for my grade. As for the rest of my groups grades, let's just say come student evaluation time tomorrow they will wish that they had done something. I am giving all of them the lowest points possible and I dare them to do the same. I dare them to give me a low score on the evaluation. I dare them to complain ONE TIME about my poster or critique the lab report. I have been so very close to kicking these people throughout the entire semester but tomorrow just may be the day. I can see how this is going to go down right now; condescending girl is going to have a problem with my poster because I actually know how to use a dictionary, but this will be a problem in her world and she will try to fix it using her non-existent slang words. She touches my poster or tells me to redo it the below picture will be me.


It is my personal belief that professors assign students group projects to determine which students are bound to be future murderers. I think it's just a fun and amusing game to them when it is complete hell for the people who actually do the work. I bet they are just sitting in the teacher's lounge drinking coffee going "Tallyho! Guess what I did to my class today? I gave them a group project! Harharhar. And I paired Jimmy up with T-Bob and Shiny Dice Man. This is going to be such an enjoyment to watch as the weeks progress!" NO! This is not enjoyable  for anyone! If you are a teacher and do stuff like this then dishonor! Dishonor on you. Dishonor on your family. Dishonor on your cow!!!

The end. Well the end of this post anyways. I obviously have stuff to do but I shall write again shortly once the week is over.

My Class Hates Me

That was a great thing to find out. At least now I don't have to try and be nice to these people. And when I say my whole class I mean my whole Monday class that I take lab with.  You would think that in college people wouldn't call you names or judge you considering everyone is here to learn or to just pass the class and move on with their life. The thing about that is everyone in my class could care less if they pass or fail. Considering I have to take this class in order to GRADUATE I kind of care about my grade and about getting an education.

So yesterday in lab we had to separate into two groups for a predator and prey experiment where we would take forks and spoons and knives and try to put beans and peas in a cup then count out how many each predatory group captured. Simple enough right? Our teacher asked who wanted to be the one to count up everything in each group and I volunteered for the forks because I had a calculator and really, how hard can it be? Obviously that was a huge mistake on my part because volunteering in college is apparently a thing to do when you want a target on your back.

When we got into each group around the table where all the "prey" were placed the first thing out of one guys mouth was
"Why is this b**ch volunteering for our group?" Um maybe because nobody else was going to and because my trust in each and every person in this class is lacking? But never-mind that, the fact is that he said this while I was standing right there like I couldn't hear him or his stupid friends laughing over that stupid comment. The thing is, I never even spoke to this guy before! How does he know what I'm like? In all honesty it kind of took me by surprise. Yet that wasn't even the worst part of the entire two hours.

One girl made a HUGE scene about how during the 3 minutes we were supposed to catch our prey on how "DIS GIRL (me) CAUGHT TWO PREY AT ONCE. SHE CHEATIN AND I AINT WORKIN WITH NO CHEATER!" What in the world are you talking about lady? And even if I did fling two peas into my cup one time who freaking cares? How does this effect your life any? My teacher asked this question and because the lady wouldn't shut up about my cheating abilities I just put two peas back because I did not have the time or patience to listen to her anymore.

Also during this lab another guy starts chatting with some of his friends about how he needs the table moved closer to him because he sucks at capturing stuff because he's 6'7. My response was that I suck at capturing prey too and I'm only 5 foot tall. Everyone just looked at me until another guy said "No one was asking you you ugly whore." Granted this kid was a new year student at college but I cannot fathom how a person can possibly be an ugly whore when wearing a  Jungle Book sweatshirt.


Yeah. This sure screams streetwalker to me! Plus it is super cute and comfy and nobody ever compliments me on it which truly makes me very sad. Do people not like The Jungle Book? It is one of my favorite Disney movies ever!

But moving on, after little boy idiot said that to me I told him to eff off because I could really care less about his opinion. But I then learned that telling people to eff off is something that can make people hate you. Lol. Another girl in the group started yelling at me despite the fact that she was sitting right there when this guy called me that despicable name. But I'm the bad person for not sitting there and taking it. Right.

Then as this is happening Mr. wheelchair guy rolls over and asks what the assignment is. I don't know dude, maybe if you showed up ON TIME instead of talking to ex wife #3 in the hallway you would know what we are doing. This guy is also in my project group and our project is due in a week and a half. When class ended he asked our teacher for the paper that listed all of the details on it because he never got one, which is complete BS. Then the condescending lady says that she ain't doing the preeeesentation because she was there last Monday and I wasn't. Oh that seems fair considering last Monday we only looked over our notes in lab and did nothing related to the project.

People. They are all going to be the end of me.

However some people do rock. I just got Vienna Teng's new cd AIMS and it is really really good. If you don't know who Vienna Teng is check her out, you won't regret it I promise.

Skipping And Divas And Acceptance And Ladybugs

I skipped class tonight. I really do not have the patience for irritating people tonight not to mention we aren't even doing anything except taking notes and going to lab to do the same experiment we did last Monday. I've been working with a diva all week. I deserve a break. I have never skipped class before and I'm kind of feeling like a rebel right now. However I don't recommend doing this. I have been in college for a few years now and because I have never skipped and I felt that I deserved at least one skip day before I graduate. So that's that.

Anyways, my week of backstaginess went alright with the exception of Ms. I'm The Lead So I Can Be A Diva girl. Yesterday at the matinee she started yelling about how I miscounted the paper bags she needed.
Her: >My name!" YOU MISCOUNTED! THERE ARE ONLY 5 BAGS IN HERE! WHY? THERE SHOULD BE SIX!!!
Me: Oh. Okay I'll just give you another one then. No big deal. I could have sworn I counted out six before the show started...
Her: OBVIOUSLY YOU DIDN'T!
Me: But I could have sworn I DID.
Stage Manager: Don't talk to her like that! Obviously YOU miscounted the number of bags and therefore should take responsibility for your actions!

Now I always take responsibility for my actions. If I screw up, I will be the first to admit I screwed up. But in this case I always make 100% sure that these freaking bags are in place so I don't get yelled at. I double and triple and quadruple check just to make sure these stupid bags are there. It is not that hard to count to six and in this situation I knew ms. diva was just trying to make me look bad. I asked two girls (the understudy and the other cool actress) during intermission how many bags there were. They both told me that not only were there 6 bags in the one large bag but there was intact an extra which means that I know how to count to 6. Ha!

After the whole bag fiasco I learned after the show that I was not invited to a cast party because I don't drink. Everyone kept talking about this party and I finally asked why I wasn't invited and that was the excuse they gave me, because I don't drink. That's completely idiotic. I could have still been invited. I could have made fruit punch! But because I am apparently not cool enough for an invite they all shall receive no punch because I don't find them cool enough to drink it. But that's still a ridiculous reason for not inviting me. I wish people would just accept that others don't drink but it appears that will not be happening anytime soon. I am okay with not drinking, why do people care so much?

Then Ms. Diva starts freaking out about my non-invitation. In her exact words; 
"How'd you find out about this party? Everyone made sure NOT to tell you! Who'd you hear about this from?!?!?" 
My response;



But really, how could I not have known about this? Every single member of the cast kept talking about a party where they would be making mixed drinks. Not that difficult to figure out.

In other news I got to use use a staple gun for the first time yesterday. It accidentally cut my skin and I started bleeding but it was still pretty awesome! I also hit my head and there's a huge bruise on it now and it really hurts and I look funny. But I guess this is a part of being backstage. I do this for you people, for those who come and see the show. I am doing this for you! =D I also saw a ladybug about 5 minutes before opening which made me super happy. Ladybugs are said to be good luck and the show went fairly well yesterday so maybe there is some truth in that. 

Working Backstage

I don't believe that I posted anything about this yet but I am in charge of props for my college's play which I was cut from. But it's all good considering tonight was opening night and my name was in the programme which I was actually surprised about considering I was sure my name would not be listed on there.

But anyways, being the prop person I get my own little table backstage and need to hand people stuff to  take onstage with them. I did that for the past three rehearsals and everything went smoothly. Tonight was opening night so of course everyone had to be all discombobulated because of nerves and what not. However, I don't care if you are an actor and are so nervous you are going to wet yourself onstage, under no circumstance should you ever be mean to the helpers backstage. That is a really bad thing to do. If you are mean to the people working like crazy banshees backstage how much help do you think you are going to get when you really, truly need it??

Now this is my first time ever really doing any type of backstage work. I had to build a set and tear it down for my stagecraft class but this is truly the only time I've ever had anything to do behind the scenes with the exception of the quick changes I had to do when I was an understudy. But anyways I am learning that working backstage is not something I will be doing anymore in the future, at least for this theatre. Not only do backstage people work almost as hard as the people onstage and get no recognition, at times they can also be treated poorly by the actors, which is what's happening to me at the moment.

You would think my job wouldn't be that hard, and truth be told it is not compared to other peoples. I just have to run back and forth a few times and hand people props. Simple enough right? Not when a few of the actors are being idiotic and extremely rude to you.

Three different people ran into the table FIVE TIMES. How long has this table been sitting here? That's right about a week. Why are you all running into it tonight as if it is a magical thing you can just avoid? Ugh. Then the kid in the production had his little hammer in his hand and almost knocked some glass plates off of the table and probably would have succeeded if I didn't grab his freaking hammer and catch the plates which were teetering on the edge of the table. Then people kept needing things that they haven't in the last three days!
"Hey where's the bucket at?" Where do you think it is? It has been sitting in a chair behind the first curtain ever since rehearsals began.
"Hey! I need a cigar! Give me a cigar!" Your cigars are on the table labeled "cigars." Grab one!
"OMG I NEED A SAUCER. HAND ME A F**ING SAUCER!"
etc. etc. etc.

Now the girl who is playing the lead used to be my friend but after tonight I don't ever want to see her again. I refuse to be friends with divas. She has about a 5 minute break where she just stands offstage and where I have to hand her a tea tray. I made the tray up all nicely but OH NO apparently the way I set up a tea tray is not good enough because obviously I don't drink enough tea or watch enough Downton Abbey to know how tea is supposed to be set. *facepalm* So here is how this conversation went;
Lead lady: YOU need to set the tea tray up like THIS! (she moved the sugar bowl to the right and the lemon to the left. Yeah, that made a big difference). I don't want to be a diva but this is how I want it to go.
Stage manager: You need to listen to her because after all she's the one carrying the tray.
Lead Lady: Yeah. Just remember I got cast and you didn't.

EXCUSE ME? I was THIS CLOSE to punching her in the throat. Thank God she left to go back onstage or I would have freaking killed her. How dare she talk to me that way. How dare she even say that! This is a community college production, not Broadway, she has no bloody right to treat people like that. I'm not sure if I should tell the director what she said or if I should just keep it to myself. I'm not even sure if the director would care but I just want to point out that in theatre nobody needs to listen to or wants to be around a negative nelly. NOBODY. Be nice to everyone, from the person who does your hair to the guy sweeping the floors after the show has ended. Don't be like this girl.

Then there are the backstage people who are incredibly awesome until opening night. I show up at the theatre at 6:30, the play starts at 7:30 which gives me plenty of time to fix my table up for the cast. I was also wearing a green t-shirt and purple boots. Yes, that last sentence has a point, this is not fanfiction. So I start setting up my table when the stage manager comes out from the back room and is like "WHAT ARE YOU WEARING?"
"Uh green?"
 "YOU NEEDED TO WEAR DARK CLOTHING SO YOU DON'T STAND OUT IN THE DAAAARK."
"Well this is news to me. I was not informed of this rule and have no change of outfit unless you want me to go nude which I'm almost positive nobody wants to see."

Luckily the coolest lady ever, who has worked in this theatre for a long time happened to have a black "How To Succeed in Business Without Really Trying" t-shirt in her office which she loaned me for the night so I could fit in with the backstage crew. Thank you awesome lady!

Overall it was just a hectic night filled with rudeness and meanies with the exception of only a few people. I never knew how backstage people were treated before but after experiencing this I now have a new respect for them. They put up with these divas all of the time, the first time I put up with one and I'm ready to throw a punch and go to jail. If anyone out there is reading this and if they have ever worked backstage before I want to say thank you. Without you the show would have been a huge disaster.