Sunday, August 25, 2013
All my friends are going off to places 2-5, even 7.5 hours away and I’m gonna miss them :’( Seriously I just got teary-eyed.. aw fck. I don’t even hang out with my friends that much in the summer, like I see yall bout 2/3 times a month, but I still love yall YAHM MEAN. I’m not the type of person to go out all the time and just be social 24/7, but I mean, in high school, that’s when I see these people every day, and it kind of makes me sad to know we wont get to be together like that anymore. Even with people that I’m not as close with as before or with those that I didn’t really click with..like we had some good times and I still enjoyed your presence in ma life. Just the whole small-town/sheltered-highschool community and vibe… I’m gonna miss that. So to everyone at our caf table and that other caf table that i-dont-know-how-to-describe-on-here: I’m gonna miss you all. Hope your summer was great. Hope you all have a wonderful time at your choice of post-secondary lifestlye. Wish you all the best! Ciao 4 nao
Friday, September 14, 2012
Lupe raps about the concept of a 'bad bitch', and the distorted values of today's society. It's really interesting , the song and video; I was jamming to it, and was still intrigued the whole time, so check it out belo0o0w
It's funny how today, people talk in like, contradictory compliments. I wonder how that caught on. Like, the farthest I can think back to is when people said "sick" meaning 'cool'. Or now theres "you killed it, murdered that, this person is ill," and i don't even know where "tight" came from or how that even makes sense lol.
Oh and here's the behind the scenes/backstage footage:
[EDIT: This song/video isn't brand new, I just didn't know about it till now hahah]
The night before, err--yesterday night lol, I got home and was like "Okay, I've got all night to study math and bio..lets go!!" BUT I was so tired I could barely stay awake and so I took a nap (smh) and kept napping for four hours, aghh. I woke up around 8:00 pm, took a shower, and then started studying around 8:30. Include dinner and gathering the house trash for trash day the next day (which was today..if you still follow me), then fell asleep again by midnight. Woke up around 3:00-3:10 and got to work again until I had to get ready for school (6:45), and then left the house (7:25). I studied as much as I could on the bus, and tried to sneak some review in in first period.. but the point is that my study habits kind of really suck. I just cant find myself making any progress at any time. What's the solution to this??
If I work right when I get home, I get distracted because subconsciously I think, 'oh I have so much time', that I dont get any work done really. Maybe like half a question. If I start around 5:00 or 6:00, same thing. How do you focus?!?! Guh, I find myself cramming in my homework at the worst times: midnight and later -_- it aint right yo.
Anyways, so turns out I studied the wrong material for the adv.functions test. I dont even want to face my teacher on monday, thats how bad it was. And then there was bio lol, thats not even worth mentioning ok.
I just can't seem to get it right. I would say I'm gonna try harder to work at it, but I usually don't do the things i plan on doing. At least I don't do them well, if I do end up doing them :S It's like an inner rebellion against all the advice people give me on this, as well as the goals I make for myself. fieifkdgjk /wahh.
Okay whatever. idunno. If I were to describe myself with one word as of late, it would be inconsistent.
Yaa. I guess thats all I have to say. Happy friday still!
Monday, June 20, 2011
So I was watching the 2011 MMVA's today, while tweeting all about it and whatnot, and I was reading this girl's tweets about the MMVA's. She was just like me, saying little comments about who and what and why and where or whatever, EXCEPT THAT during The Black Keys' performance she was all like, 'omg get offfff no one knows you' or like 'some unknown band playing, nexxxt'
and oh.my.gosh. I was like, can I slap this bitch?
Seriously though, if you don't know a band, then don't say shit okay? Get f*cking music educated. The Black Keys is an amazing mainstream-indie band who have come a long way, and who produce genuinely good music. I'm sure this bitch listens to like crappy no-tune pop songs like Alyssa Reid, or those rock bands that all sound the same such as Neverest, Hinder, Daughtry, I don't even f*cking know, they're all the same. And maybe, I myself am being ignorant for saying this but seriously though, let's get real here. Don't hate on a good band, when you listen to sucky bands. I'm done.. Bye.
Tuesday, April 12, 2011
This past hour hit me with something. A realization, if you will.
Maybe it's the over-thinking talking, or maybe I'm just facing the normal teenage terror question: "Who am I?". Actually, I shouldn't label this question as a teenager thing, but rather a universal wondering that is faced at all ages.
Damn I sound smart. I didn't notice until now the eloquent half moon goin on outside in the sky. Floating, hovering, shining bright & beautifully. It's fucking marvelous. --And yes, I had to add in the F word in there, because that literally is what the moon looks like right now.
Anyways, back to the topic, I was reading through the February 2009 posts on hurr, and maan was I ever witty! Like, I was actually decent at blogging. I don't know about now--I think I've lost almost all credibility when the Pod turned into like--diary entries, and venting; this included. /The moon's hiding.
So basically just the simple act of reading and reminiscing (RR), that somehow catapulted me into thinking, that I've lost myself. Or have I just changed? I mean, a year or two ago, I was 10 pounds lighter, had blunt bangs & a center part, wore no makeup, and had my own individual style. I had passions. Photoshop, photography, web design, reading, blogging, snowboarding, making musc, film, fashion, dance... and now? Now, those passions are merely interests. It's--sad. Where did my passions dissolve away too, huh? Like, what haaappened to me.
I remember, when I had small little dreams of becoming a music/fashion/personal (basically mixed media) blog with an audience of hundreds. Hahaaah, I had like one follower at the time and it was my sister. Or when I would learn all the kpop dances & me/tiff/sham actually got up off our lazy asses and did a dance for Youth4Youth and it was definitely one of the best experiences of the year. You see.. remarkable things like that. Where did they go maayyn! Like shit, I used to make films. Well, short little videos for assignments at school, but one summer me&erin made a Lady Gaga music video.. I never edited it though, but I still have the raw footage. I wanted to start a Youtube channel with my friends, and it would've documented our average daily lives. Or when I took up learning piano and I almost played at my Gr.8 graduation ceremony, but then realized I sucked. But it was okay. I was ambitious. I saved about $200 to buy a DSLR camera a few years ago.. never happened, but y'know.. I tried. I actually made pretty sick banners & edits on Photoshop and shit. Idunnooo. I mean, who's to say I can't still do those things, right? I think I might have to take up all those things again. But what sucks is that when I say I'm gonna do something.. I usually end up not doing it. Hmmph.
So how did I get here then..? I have always been a lazy person, but probably what happened is just that lazy blob pulled me under its wing, and the rest took care of itself from there. I'm so tumblr-influenced, and waahh kind of lost my individuality in there.
Then again, maybe I'm not worsening, I'm just uhh, evolving. I'm just more hiphop and less hipster. I listen to a lot of rap, and I dress kind of street-influenced. I know more about dance styles, and I do crosswords now.
...Actually, it's pretty hard to think of the positve aspects in this situation. I don't really like this new me as much. Don't get me wrong--I think my personality has stayed relatively the same, but my attitude is completely different.. I should get to steppin all of this. :)
Peace, fellow Zoot Podders <3
2011: I don't wanna make empty promises here, but, I think I'm back :D
Sunday, February 20, 2011
Sorry for the... 4 month hiatus.. err.. not really hiatus, seeing as I basically flopped for tumblr. Anywayss, it's le time to rant.
Is it lame that I only hang out once a weekend..?
Half the time, I even spend the weekend by myself?
Idk.. I was fine with it really. But then while eating brunch today.. a comment my sister made really got to me. She noted that she talks to my one friend more than I do. I simply explained that I don't really text her, or anybody for that matter, cause I only get 250 texts a month so I dont like to waste them..
Not a very valid excuse for drifting apart from someone who was originally just my friend then became more one with my sister. Anyhow. Although it was an uncomfortable conversation, I was still decenetly fine. But then, my sister remarked, "this is why you're a loner."
Then shit hit the floor. I got up and smacked her with all my might--
Nawwh, I'm jokes. But.. still. That hurt.
I then had the sudden urge to hang oout with someone, just to prove I wasn't a loner.
I called Martha, but she didn't pick up..
I guess you could classify me as a loner.
Another thing that got to me was when I was camming with my friend on msn today, and they asked what I was doing today, and I said, "nothing.. chilling.. homework" and they jokingly said, "is that all you do.. homework?" and at the time I was fine, I was like, "yeaah maang."
But now I'm all like effing overthinking & depressed.
"Screw you guys, I hate high school" -guy from She's The Man
Hahaa, that quote explains my lifee.
But then again, what's wrong with being a loner?
Loners can be cool. Like.. Emma Stone in Easy A.. she spent the whole weekend singing to Pocketful of Sunshine, and she was pree damn cool.
I dunnoooo, I guess in the whole grand scheme of things, it really doesn't matter how booming your social life is. Just be yourself and have confidence, and life will turn out fine. Or so I hope.
On an even bigger scale, if you think about it, complaining about shit like this is utterly pointless. The situation could be a whole fucking lot worse. There are kids who are bullied, who have broken families, who are starving, abused, dying in the world. And here I am, whining about only hanging out once a faackin weekend. And okay, I'll give you the fact that it is a long weekend.. but honestly. Who gives a flying shit.
An now I shall end off with one of my favourite quotes; "You're too blessed to be stressed." -Swizz Beats.