February 9, 2008
Mood: f*cking pissed off
In a previous rant, I expressed how much I detested chain letters. I hate them. I really do. I hate them with a passion.
I also said that I don't have New Year's Resolutions. Well screw that. I now have one. From now on, I'll answer each fucking chain letter so that people will be discouraged from sending me more. I already started yesterday.
And just now, I saw this monstrosity in my inbox.
That is just the start of a very looooooooooooooooooooong chain letter meant to inform me that God loves me. Or no, I should be more specific - that the CHRISTIAN God loves me.
Have I mentioned that just last week, all the bull and crap I've been forced to live with has finally gone to my head, leading me to finally take the plunge and turn my back on being a Catholic? Yes, the crazy authoress is now an agnostic.
So needless to say, when I opened that thing, I was very, very, VERY pissed off.
EXTREMELY, especially pissed off because I had received the very same letter yesterday.
I replied to that same mail yesterday with a very irate message, telling them to either send me a real message or bugger off...
Now I replied to that message again.
I told the person who sent me the email that NO, I do not believe in the Christian God anymore, etc etc etc...
And then promptly directed her to evilbible.com.
I think I'll keep on doing that from now on.
9 February 2008
6 February 2008
A Long Overdue Rant
February 6, 2008
Mood: calm
Pausing just a bit to say, zomg - I'm calm? ZOMG, I am calm!! xD
After days of turbulent, raging, sea of emotions... I'm calm! Hurray!!
Anyway...
I am posting to talk about Avril Lavigne.
This is a long overdue rant, I know. Hence, the title. I've been meaning to write this when the song "Girlfriend" came out, but as usual, procrastination won.
But enough excuses.
Avril Lavigne is a very good example as to why we should never EVER trust MTV. I admit it, I like some of Avril's songs - notably, Happy Ending. You could even say I was a fan. But then again, no. I was never a fan. I only liked 3 of her songs, really.
I'm not really familiar with her life story. But it seems that in the Sk8ter Boi music video, MTV saw her make this sign;
And so the executive monkeys of MTV were like "Whoah! Hardcore! She made the punk sign! That means she's punk! And she's all... punky and everything. How can we market this? Well, she's a girl... I know! Let's call her 'Punk Princess'!"
See what happens when you let monkeys run your business?
I don't feel like elaborating too much on this subject. Point is, they called her Punk Princess, and the public ate it up. I myself was blinded by this, until one day it clicked. Punk is about not conforming to anything. It's about fighting the system, if you will. Songs made by real punk bands are usually heavily laden with political issues and the likes. Avril's songs...
Well...
Emo did not yet exist at that time, yet that is the only word that comes to mind right now.
And so it hit me. Little miss Punk Princess is just a poseur.
I didn't really mind that much. Until this happened...
Seriously.
SERIOUSLY.
What kind of abomination is that?!
It hurts me to watch that. And I'm not even punk. It's just... the dance, the cheerleader moves, the über-cutesy-ness... and the pink! The pink! OMFG - the pink!
It's horrible. It's... it's...
Sid Vicious would be rolling around his grave right now, if he sees this.
Actually, no. I think he'd get up, straight from the land of the dead, just to stop this crap from happening.
And now I'm at a loss for what to say. I probably should sleep. But I have this text that has to be memorized by tomorrow. Ah well. I'll cram at lunch break.
Ciao.
PS: MTV is a conglomerate of primitive primates. Do not trust them. True, they are fun to watch, but it doesn't mean you have to believe them.
Mood: calm
Pausing just a bit to say, zomg - I'm calm? ZOMG, I am calm!! xD
After days of turbulent, raging, sea of emotions... I'm calm! Hurray!!
Anyway...
I am posting to talk about Avril Lavigne.
This is a long overdue rant, I know. Hence, the title. I've been meaning to write this when the song "Girlfriend" came out, but as usual, procrastination won.
But enough excuses.
Avril Lavigne is a very good example as to why we should never EVER trust MTV. I admit it, I like some of Avril's songs - notably, Happy Ending. You could even say I was a fan. But then again, no. I was never a fan. I only liked 3 of her songs, really.
I'm not really familiar with her life story. But it seems that in the Sk8ter Boi music video, MTV saw her make this sign;
And so the executive monkeys of MTV were like "Whoah! Hardcore! She made the punk sign! That means she's punk! And she's all... punky and everything. How can we market this? Well, she's a girl... I know! Let's call her 'Punk Princess'!"
See what happens when you let monkeys run your business?
I don't feel like elaborating too much on this subject. Point is, they called her Punk Princess, and the public ate it up. I myself was blinded by this, until one day it clicked. Punk is about not conforming to anything. It's about fighting the system, if you will. Songs made by real punk bands are usually heavily laden with political issues and the likes. Avril's songs...
Well...
Emo did not yet exist at that time, yet that is the only word that comes to mind right now.
And so it hit me. Little miss Punk Princess is just a poseur.
I didn't really mind that much. Until this happened...
Seriously.
SERIOUSLY.
What kind of abomination is that?!
It hurts me to watch that. And I'm not even punk. It's just... the dance, the cheerleader moves, the über-cutesy-ness... and the pink! The pink! OMFG - the pink!
It's horrible. It's... it's...
Sid Vicious would be rolling around his grave right now, if he sees this.
Actually, no. I think he'd get up, straight from the land of the dead, just to stop this crap from happening.
And now I'm at a loss for what to say. I probably should sleep. But I have this text that has to be memorized by tomorrow. Ah well. I'll cram at lunch break.
Ciao.
PS: MTV is a conglomerate of primitive primates. Do not trust them. True, they are fun to watch, but it doesn't mean you have to believe them.
5 February 2008
Exhaustion
February 5, 2008
Mood: completely and utterly exhausted
I must be insane.
I just spent the most part of my day writing two separate essays. All in 5 hours or so. And now I'm setting myself up to write some more... No, no more essays. Just this.
I can't help but notice that I'm making more spelling mistakes than usual... A sign?
I'm tired. I'm really really tired. It's not good for me to be tired. Cause then my guard is down and my personal demons all attack me.
*sigh*
I miss a person, and I miss him terribly. I like spending time with him, yet when I'm with him I can't wait to escape. I hate the way I miss him, because the moment I get to be with him I feel too awkward and just want to push him away.
He called today to ask me about something. After I hung up, I held up my phone in front of me, pushed the "end" button twice and then yelled, "I MISS YOU!!! :'("
This was supposed to be a funnier and longer post. But I've said what I needed to say, and I'm really tired. And I'm being attacked. So I say, goodbye for now.
Mood: completely and utterly exhausted
I must be insane.
I just spent the most part of my day writing two separate essays. All in 5 hours or so. And now I'm setting myself up to write some more... No, no more essays. Just this.
I can't help but notice that I'm making more spelling mistakes than usual... A sign?
I'm tired. I'm really really tired. It's not good for me to be tired. Cause then my guard is down and my personal demons all attack me.
*sigh*
I miss a person, and I miss him terribly. I like spending time with him, yet when I'm with him I can't wait to escape. I hate the way I miss him, because the moment I get to be with him I feel too awkward and just want to push him away.
He called today to ask me about something. After I hung up, I held up my phone in front of me, pushed the "end" button twice and then yelled, "I MISS YOU!!! :'("
This was supposed to be a funnier and longer post. But I've said what I needed to say, and I'm really tired. And I'm being attacked. So I say, goodbye for now.
3 February 2008
1 February 2008
Rain, Snow and Wind
February 01, 2008
Mood: Freezing
Yes. I am freezing.
It is snowing and raining outside and the heaters are not on. I'm sitting right next to the window.
I'm at school, btw. Geography class. Our teacher really reminds me of a children's program host. Too energetic it's unnatural. Ah well. Better than one who makes you sleep, I guess.
It really is freezing. I'm cold.
But then I look through the rain-soaked window, and I see the snowflakes gently floating around amidst the chaos of wind and rain...
I'm reminded once again why I love winter so much.
True, those three elements will once again form those blasted slushies on the ground... But hey. At least it looks pretty when it's falling.
Mood: Freezing
Yes. I am freezing.
It is snowing and raining outside and the heaters are not on. I'm sitting right next to the window.
I'm at school, btw. Geography class. Our teacher really reminds me of a children's program host. Too energetic it's unnatural. Ah well. Better than one who makes you sleep, I guess.
It really is freezing. I'm cold.
But then I look through the rain-soaked window, and I see the snowflakes gently floating around amidst the chaos of wind and rain...
I'm reminded once again why I love winter so much.
True, those three elements will once again form those blasted slushies on the ground... But hey. At least it looks pretty when it's falling.
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