Not such a great song, but exactly how I feel about people in my life. Why do people not understand the basic tenets of friendship? Why can't people differentiate between personal feelings about an issue and saying something bad about someone else? One step further, why do people think that a private conversation, also known as venting, is sharable information? I guess my parents just taught me how to treat people. Unfortunately, (maybe fortunately) they also taught me how I should expect to be treated, i.e. being upset when someone betrays your trust, puts you down or says mean things to you. Sorry, I've wasted enough of your time about that. NEXT.
Have you ever wondered why/how things taste like something else smells? I find it to be quite odd. I can't think of anything off the top of my head, but you have to know what I'm talking about. Well, maybe a buttered popcorn flavored jelly bean tastes like vomit smells. I don't really know since I've never subjected myself to a buttered popcorn flavored jelly bean, but I can only imagine.
I don't really have much to talk about today as I did not prepare a topic prior to signing in. SO, you are reading my scattered thoughts on a Tuesday afternoon in research class. As you can tell I am completely engrossed in class.
HOLLER.
Tuesday, February 9, 2010
Thursday, February 4, 2010
When keeping it real goes wrong
Welp,
Day three post stair falling incident. Still in pain, still wondering if I should seek professional help. If I had been living in my second life, I wouldn't have fallen because I would either have been flying or sitting in my apartment; not walking down the stairs.
Second Life= weird shit...first off, they won't let you use your real name. Probably because of the crazies out there that would probably try to find you in first life (real life). My avatar's name: Buff Kling. She kind of looked like me, but her skin was probably a bit darker. I couldn't figure out how to bleach her skin. Second, it is like SIMS but it is streaming live and you can interact with other people via voice chat, typing, or even better pressing a button that says pre-set phrases. Phrases like..."Lookin' Good!" or "Excuse me." The best part about it is you can fly over the ocean and islands just appear under you. You can also walk under the water and not drown. But for some reason, call me crazy, I feel like I'm going to drown when I try to walk below the water. It is anxiety inducing, actually. Here is the kicker, in Super Mario Brothers I never once felt like I couldn't breath when I was swimming under water for extended periods of time. So what's the scoop? Why do I feel like my avatar is going to die?
If you haven't created a free Second Life account, I totally suggest it :) I mean who doesn't want to sit in their apartment or home all day interacting with other people who never leave their home? I need to spend some more time with it, as I find it difficult to figure out how to make money and buy property (you know, making my own niche) in the land of Second Life. On a related note, there was a Law and Order: SVU about Second Life where this guy met all of his rape/murder victims in Second Life. Kind of creepy...Hope no one target's Buffy Kling, I don't know what I would do. Probably try and fly, but then realize that I'm living in first life and that Second Life isn't real.
On a more serious note, I just want to acknowledge the untimely death of a young woman at my school. It is so sad, and my thoughts and prayers have been with her and her family. I didn't know her personally, but I knew exactly who she was. It makes my heart hurt. I'm so sorry for her family's loss.
HOLLER!
Day three post stair falling incident. Still in pain, still wondering if I should seek professional help. If I had been living in my second life, I wouldn't have fallen because I would either have been flying or sitting in my apartment; not walking down the stairs.
Second Life= weird shit...first off, they won't let you use your real name. Probably because of the crazies out there that would probably try to find you in first life (real life). My avatar's name: Buff Kling. She kind of looked like me, but her skin was probably a bit darker. I couldn't figure out how to bleach her skin. Second, it is like SIMS but it is streaming live and you can interact with other people via voice chat, typing, or even better pressing a button that says pre-set phrases. Phrases like..."Lookin' Good!" or "Excuse me." The best part about it is you can fly over the ocean and islands just appear under you. You can also walk under the water and not drown. But for some reason, call me crazy, I feel like I'm going to drown when I try to walk below the water. It is anxiety inducing, actually. Here is the kicker, in Super Mario Brothers I never once felt like I couldn't breath when I was swimming under water for extended periods of time. So what's the scoop? Why do I feel like my avatar is going to die?
If you haven't created a free Second Life account, I totally suggest it :) I mean who doesn't want to sit in their apartment or home all day interacting with other people who never leave their home? I need to spend some more time with it, as I find it difficult to figure out how to make money and buy property (you know, making my own niche) in the land of Second Life. On a related note, there was a Law and Order: SVU about Second Life where this guy met all of his rape/murder victims in Second Life. Kind of creepy...Hope no one target's Buffy Kling, I don't know what I would do. Probably try and fly, but then realize that I'm living in first life and that Second Life isn't real.
On a more serious note, I just want to acknowledge the untimely death of a young woman at my school. It is so sad, and my thoughts and prayers have been with her and her family. I didn't know her personally, but I knew exactly who she was. It makes my heart hurt. I'm so sorry for her family's loss.
HOLLER!
Tuesday, February 2, 2010
Turning Japenese, I think I'm turning Japanese, I really think so...
I came to a revelation today...I only have a few classes that make me think while in class, but all of the professors instill in me a desire to be supercalifragilistic. I'm thinking that I should propose to the department that the majority of our classes be switched to independent study where we can ask questions as we come upon road blocks. Instead of spending 3 hours/week talking about how to complete all of our major projects or 3 hours/week talking about other people's questions for a speicific assignment. It's just a thought, but they probably won't go for it. I would imagine that doing so would decrease the need for professors and thus, decrease the cost of tuition. They would NEVER decrease tuition, but I might actually pay more to not have to spend so much time in the class room learning about...wait, not learning about anything.
On another subject, I really like ice water. Not just ice cold water, but water with ice in it. I love that our cafeteria has an ice making machine, that is open to student use. Awesomenousity!
Okay, thats enough. HOLLER.
On another subject, I really like ice water. Not just ice cold water, but water with ice in it. I love that our cafeteria has an ice making machine, that is open to student use. Awesomenousity!
Okay, thats enough. HOLLER.
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