Well, today was a very eventful one, and I enjoyed it very much. It started off with my mom and I going clothes shopping for me. We went to a couple of places, Macy’s and another. I got a couple of really cute shirts, a pair of nice jeans and a cute jacket. She said we’ll be going back out tomorrow to other stores, so we’re not done by any means.
In between all the shopping, we picked up my dad from work and went to look at a few houses that we had an appointment with. All I can say is, “yawn”. Nothing on that property was worth 240,900 dollars. And the other ones were like 1200 a month, and they were dinky. I was like … “uh, no”. My parents pretty much agreed with me. So, that house didn’t work for us either… but we’re not giving up the search.
After we got done with that and dropped my dad off back at the house, my mom and I went over to Christine’s Hair Salon to get me a hair cut. I explained to the girl what I wanted… pretty much a short back, almost shaved and have my hair layered towards the front… my mom explained that I wanted a modified wedge. The girl didn’t know what the hell either of us was talking about, she was the only one in there, and she looked at me like I was the devil for saying I wanted to chop my hair off. Calm down Mary Jane, it’s not a fricken tattoo… hair does grow back. She was really reluctant to cut my hair, so it didn’t exactly turn out how I wanted it, but I still think it’s workable. I almost had to beg her to cut my hair shorter. Either way, she might be able to straighten hair, but I don’t think she can cut short hair very well.
After I got my hair cut, my mom and I went grocery shopping, and by the time we finished, it was about 9-10pm, so we headed home. And that was my day! Uh, it probably wasn’t as exciting to read about as it was to live.
Hello world, good bye V-D. It was time to finally let it go, with no regrets. There are more important things going on in my life, and I just don’t have the time or devotion that I once did when I was younger.
I will be starting college soon… and I hope to major in Culinary Arts. When I took the entrance exam, or “compass” test… I scored 4 classes above most incoming students in my English. :x So I hope I didn’t overdo it and make it harder for myself. Lol, I guess I should have dumbed it down. My math wasn’t exactly a Picasso… but it wasn’t bad. My reading was perfect, so I won’t have to take any of those classes. So everything is going great as far as that goes. I’m waiting on my financial aid to pay for my classes.
As far as the moving thing goes, my previous posts didn’t fall through either. So now we’re waiting on either a house that’s being built for us, or a house that we’re looking at now that we think we like. We’re basically leaving our doors open to all possibilities. Which I think is very smart of my parents.
I got to speak to a couple of friends tonight that I haven’t spoken to in a while, so I’m happy about that. I’m glad that they are doing well.
If everything goes well, I’ll soon be having a car and will be looking for a part-time job to help me through college. I’m looking forward to doing something with my life. It’s been a couple of years that I’ve been wondering what I’ve wanted to do, I’m just happy that I’ve settled on something that I want to pursue.
So since I was so distraught about the themes and crap on my site, I decided to make a layout instead of bitching about it. So here it is. I really luff the pastel colors. The layout was entirely composed of brushes, which you can find here. They are various brushes, from various sites, so happy brush hunting. :) As far as the title of this post goes, there is no goodbye to anything. It’s from a song, if you must know. Just to clarify any questions that may arise.
I haven’t really said anything about my life really. Other then it’s been going really slow, and there’s been no progress. Well, I’ve decided to enroll in a culinary school. Thanks to my mom who pushed at me. Next classes start in July… so, I have plenty of time to get some field work in before I have to endure class. It’s been really awesome here today. Earlier today it was awfully cold, but during the middle of the day it really started warming up… and up… and up… and before I knew it, it was 71 degrees outside! I was like “woohoo!” Lately it’s been soooo dreadfully cold outside. Just drains the energy right out of you. All you had to do was look outside and you just wanted to crawl back into bed. I’ll need to start to look for a part-time job, hopefully with a restaurant. Gr, and fill out all my financial federal grant stuff. It reminds me of taxes, lol.
I’ve been thinking that I finally realize Life. Life is about living and learning. Learning life lessons, and learning to do things you never thought you could do. Learning to love, is also part of life. So is learning to be loved. We all have a purpose for being here. It’s just up to use to figure it out. And the only way to do that, is by living… and learning life.
So here I am. Haven’t moved yet. Living out of boxes. Almost got kicked out -again- from my parents. Domestic drama is the bee’s knees. I am getting insomnia out the shitcan. Life cannot possibly go any slower.
I am getting really really really tired of these WP themes, and I so desperately want to make a new dannik layout, but I just haven’t the time right now. And that bothers me so much.
If you hadn’t checked yet, V-D is back up and running. Woohoo, one thing less I have to do. I just thought I’d inform you all that I am not dead, yet, and that I’m working on crap. That obviously does not include my site.
As you can see, I’ve completely turned my site into Wordpress. Well, not completely yet, I still have a lot of content that wasn’t even up before, so … plenty left to do.
So this is what I’ve been reduced to. Wordpress. Not saying it’s a bad program, I just enjoyed having my site the way it was- but, then Greymatter decided to not work for me after I tried to do a mass delete of spam. I had so much spam in my post comments, it was ridiculous. 600 something comments, and all of them were spam on one post. So I said absolutely not, and decided to switch to Wordpress. I kind of like the interface a bit better anyways.
Last night, I was looking for themes for wordpress. As much time as I spent looking for a decent theme, I could have made ten that were better than 99% of the ones I had the displeasure of looking at. I do not understand why people, who obviously cannot code for their lives, code. You can’t code! Stop polluting the internet! I came across this theme, and a few others that I installed. I really like them, they’re very clean and simple and flashy. Which is exactly what I love. I’ll probably change the purple on this theme to something else though. Because I like to experiment like that.
For now, my ego will have to just deal with the fact that there’s someone else’s work on my site, for the sheer fact that I utterly hate editing themes for Wordpress. I had a really bad experience with Wordpress back when it first came out, and I spent an awful lot of time editing pages, getting frustrated and slicing my stuff up into little tiny pieces. But the updated versions look like they’re a little more slimmer and simpler. We’ll have to see. I downloaded a skeleton that I’ll work on later- much later. But for now, I have cool themes to alternate through when I get bored of looking at this one.
As for my offline life, things have been pretty chaotic. Of course, what else would you expect from me? I’m not sure if I said anything about this in my previous posts, but we are moving, and have been looking for houses. We had found one that we all really enjoyed (for some reason, you cannot find a single story home with 2 bath, 3 bed, fireplace, 2 car garage, and a basement in ohio. As if it were some rare commodity that you had to slay the Prince of Egypt to acquire) well after we had gone and done all the paperwork, the seller’s realtor decided that they didn’t like the loan company we were going through (they’re certified and they’re through Wells Fargo) so they declined our offer. So my parents and I basically just said screw it with that house, we didn’t need it- we’ll find something better. Well, we certainly did. We found an awesome split level with exactly what we need. And a big fenced backyard. Which is exactly what our Huskey needs. Still been helping to pack. We have thrown out a ton of stuff. Boxes and boxes of just… crap that we’ve held onto for no apparent reason. Lots of stuff for the goodwill as well.
So that’s what’s been happening with me lately. As you can see, it’s a joy being me!
Then you wake up, for no reason, and just wish you had captured that moment a bit longer.
Haven’t you ever just immersed yourself in some type of fantasy story or dream, and thought that this wonderful fake world, that was so different then your own, was so much more desirable then the reality that we bare now?
Haven’t you ever had a dream that was so great, because it had nothing to do with this reality, no ties at all, and when you woke up for no reason, you just wanted to find the door back to it? A story that is so wonderful, beyond parallel to this reality, something that made you smile, and for a moment, you wanted to capture that feeling and not let it go, ever. Because your reality cannot deliver such a beautiful feeling to you.
The fantastic dream or story, that you never want to wake up from. That you want to take forever. Always seems in reach, but never attainable.
Wow, been a while since I’ve polluted your minds, hm? I bet you’ve missed me! :D I can hope, right? Hah. Besides my usual ramblings, I’ve decided to make this post one about how I’ve been and about what my life has updated as.
Let’s see, I’ve been very busy with off-line responsibilities. School, looking for a part-time job (one can only design so much), and I’ve been packing! Packing you ask? Yes, packing! My family and I are moving into a new home. And hopefully by the end of this month. I really like the area too, and the house is a one-story, which seems to be impossible to find out in ohio, for some reason. Most of the homes out here are two-stories. I don’t get it. What’s so difficult about making a one-story. Anyways, we found a really cute one!
Christmas was wonderful. I had a lot of fun. You don’t need to know what I got, because well, only my friends get to know. >:) So they can just message me or email me. Or not know!~ HAH!
Went through some good times and some bad times during the holidays. Some strife and joy. Can’t have the good without the bad it seems. If there was a perfect world, I don’t think it’d be as much fun. Yay, robots!
For the past week, I’ve been living out of boxes. XD I kind of enjoy moving. It’s like… a five year spring cleaning. That I desperately needed anyways.
Well, I guess that’s it. I completely lost my train of thought about what I was going to write. So this ENDS HERE! bai bai~
Now I lay me down to sleep, I pray the Lord my soul to keep, if I die before I wake, I pray the Lord my soul to take.
Sometimes I really wonder if life itself isn’t just scary to live. We, and the media, make things out to be such a big deal. Such necessities in life like material possessions- they make it seem like if you do not carry such useless dust collectors, that you’re nothing, or will amount to nothing. Or if you don’t have enough green paper in your pocket… that you are not worthy of someone’s time. That’s part of the prestigious social classes that we classify ourselves in. How fucking wonderful are we to label ourselves of worth.
The world, America, is falling apart. Children are growing up in a really fucked up country, with parents that just don’t fucking give a damn. Teens are worrying more about how their hair looks then going to class. I’m not saying that’s every child, or every parent, but it’s well over 33% of the population. Kids really aren’t getting the message that people don’t give a damn about their “emo” attitude, and look down on it like a zit on society. Get the fuck over it, there are people worse off then you, you selfish little shit heads.
There are wars in the middle east, the UN is falling apart, the American people are getting attacked over one person’s decision, and the criminal is still out there… in every home, in the world. The criminals are the people who did nothing to change this fact. The criminals are the people who say “oh well”, they’re the ones that allow the destruction to continue, and do nothing about it. Yes, complain, criminal, complain. But dare not do anything, criminal, for that would make a difference.
When the government no longer serves the people, the people shall rise up and take the government back.
Ring a bell? It should. That was in the declaration of independence.
The world is falling apart. Global warming. People have lost homes and their loved ones from natural disasters, and from man’s disasters. People see these things in the news, or read about them in the paper… and just go back to their mechanical life. Very few people try to do something.
The world is falling apart. Are you the cause… or the solution?
Disclaimer: First of all, I just want to say that I have nothing against Christians in general, as I have a few friends that practice that religion, I just have beef with how some people go about their religion. I am not Christian myself.
I recently stumbled upon this site; http://xxxchurch.com, and as their title proclaims, is the “#1 Christian Porn Site”.
Come to find out, with a little more research of the site, that it’s a self-rehabilitation web site with anti-porn pastors as activists. Claiming that sex is a sin.
“Here a porn, there a porn, everywhere a porn porn. It’s everywhere! It’s big! It’s nasty!“
Now, I’m not saying I’m pro-porn, but I definitely don’t see it going anywhere anytime soon. Hell, you’d have a better chance of banning alcohol than ridding the world of porn. Sex is not going to go anywhere. It’s all around you; the media, music videos, music, movies, news, books. Even masturbation, a form of oral self-sex, is not a form of sin as some are lead to believe. And that’s all porn is; sex. Sex is necessary for human population (even if the population is through the roof and we have more children that are abandoned each year than conceived), and that is why God gave you reproductive organs. Humans and dolphins are the only creatures on this planet that have sex for other reasons than reproduction.
And what’s up with the “rehabilitation” of “addiction” to porn? If someone has an addition to sex/porn, and has a problem with it, then sure, they need to seek out some “real” help from a certified M.D. (doctor). The church was never intended to be of such use.
Sure, I think the overabundance of prostitutes maybe constitutes for some control, but they surely only make up for maybe a quarter of the production of porn. Some men (and women) want to see that kind of thing. They [men] just want to see some big breasted woman getting it in the ass, or some fantasy brought to life on the idiot tube (or this case, the internet). So they can go back to their normal human wife who doesn’t exhibit larger than life breasts or have a leather outfit in her closet, and be happy.
“It’s our kids that are logging on and our families that are being affected. “
And that’s the parent’s fault. Wouldn’t you rather teach your child about sex and things like porn in an early age of 12-13, than let them learn about it at school where their friends may give them false information and peer pressure for not “trying it”? You know, the drug talk and the sex talk go hand-in-hand. Not only that, but 99% of porn sites require money (and a credit card at that) for access. P2P applications such as Limewire WILL give out free porn (haha, I just shamelessly gave you porn), as well as nifty little hidden packages called Viruses. :D
“The sad truth is that with easy access to pornography, children are more susceptible to obtaining it.“
Okay, and again, I ask where the parents are being spoken of in this. It’s the parents’ responsibility to take control of their child to either tell them what’s what, what is going on, if they fucking get someone pregnant (or vise versa) that they better have a goddamn job to pay for it, and shove it in their face. The worse thing a parent can do in this situation is to pamper the child and pretend that things such as sex doesn’t exist. The baby and the stork went out years ago people. Children are learning about sex in their health classes in 7th grade. And parents need to be more open about things like this. Let the kids know that… they are not going to fucking go to hell because they touch themselves. It is a natural and chemical reaction in the brain to desire sex. AS A HUMAN we have these natural desires. You would be going against the mechanics that God himself created if you say that sex is wrong or touching yourself is wrong. People may say that it’s the “Devil”- what devil? Good and evil only spawn from what you believe is right or wrong. Personally, I’m not one to let people’s opinions brainwash me.
“Every time you masturbate…God Kills a kitten!“
Right… that’s why kennels and pounds are overly populated with feline animals. Someone is lying… Not only that, but I personally, don’t think it’s morally right to say things like “god will kill something if you do this” - That is not ethically nor morally right to say such things. Especially in front of a child of around eight. A child does not need to be told that their God is going to kill some innocent kitten if they touch themselves. Their claim of being Christian, is a joke.
Earlier yesterday morning, I got into a fight with one of my good friends, and another one of my friends. I’m still upset about it, and I’d rather not go into it. I stayed up until seven in the morning to ‘talk’ it out. But I still don’t feel like anything was accomplished, because I left the conversation still upset.
I woke up around 2pm… again. My mom called my doctor to check up on my blood work that I had done on the 24th. Turns out that my TSH level for my thyroid was 13.6. Which is obviously high. And the last time I had my labs done it was around 7 or something. Which is still high. The brand-name medication that my doctor is professing that I take is not working for me… and I’ve told her this, but she doesn’t want to listen to me. So I have to wait until October to finally shove it in her face that this shit really isn’t working, and to put me back on the generic medication (levothyroixine). Don’t know what I have? Find out yourself. My level should be between 0.3 - 3.0. I’m 10 levels higher than the maximum thyroid level recommended.
So that was when I woke up. Goodie me, I became depressed again. My life’s sky was grey when I first woke up.
Later during the night, my mother and I needed to go up to the store to get my perscription of my changed dosage and to get dishwashing soap. We took Asia (siberian husky), Nexy (Black Lab), and my dog Princess (german shepherd). We were on our way to the store, going down the regular street at about 40mph (the speed limit). The windows are usually always rolled down so the dogs can get some air and to stick their heads out. Asia was on my side and had her head out the window, and Nexy was on my mom’s side and had her head out the window. Well, a little ways down the street, and Asia decides to lurch her way out the window. I try to grab her, which makes me swerve the car since I’m driving, but I couldn’t get a hold of her, because I had to watch where I was going. So she fell out the window from an SUV going 40mph. I immediately slammed my breaks on, then I moved the car over to the side and jumped out and ran over to her. She was crying, but luckly only skid her arm a little bit. We didn’t understand how she wasn’t more badly hurt, but thank god she wasn’t.
Online, things are going fine I guess. I’m getting applications in for V-D’s webmaster position. I’ve reviewed two today and have sent out their tests. That was about it I guess.
