Showing posts with label I still quit. Show all posts
Showing posts with label I still quit. Show all posts

Friday, June 24, 2011

Oh good.

I still quit.
But I did find this and decided it needed my attention.

But I still quit.
I think I've quit before.
So 14+ to view, yeah?
Good thing I'm 14 or older. I almost wish I wasn't just so I could say "no, Lievjournal, I cannot view this" and then I wouldn't have to look at two men dressed like women kissing.
Wait, what?
Oh yeah.
This was linked in this blog if you care to click on the first entry and scroll through other images of effeminate Japanese men but I'm pretty sure that's the topper.
Heh, "topper" in a manner of speaking, of course.
I'm not sure is this gay?
Lesbian?
Gay squared is what I'd call it I think.
I'm actually having trouble gathering thoughts currently trying to figure out the gender issues raised by two men kissing while dressed as women.
Best not to think about it.

so those who have me on facebook will know I've finally picked out my outfit for X. it involved trying on half my clothes before realising that the outfit i originally picked out was best. Not the original original one. My second idea one.

I like it and i'm sure i'll have pictures to show you after X.

ANyway I made the RADICAL decision to NOT straighten my hair.

Words.
I'm very proud of myself, incidentally, for not doing the picture comparison of "Japan then versus Japan now" thing that I've done like 15 times.
I think it'd be the most extreme comparison I've ever made.
Oh why not, let's do it for tradition's sake.
Two Japanese men interacting, 1948:
A man about to hit another man with a bottle.
circa 2008:WOW WHAT A DIFFERENCE 60 YEARS MAKES.

I pretty much never go anywhere speical with unstraightened hair. I hate the waves but I think perhaps for this outfit the waves are my ally.

Oh right, you.

Problem is, i hate my hair in my face which happens when i wear it natural so I needed a clip or hairband to tie part back and I foudn the most awesome one in the chemist!

Want to finish out the comparison now?
Do the good ol' US?
America, 1971:
Circa 2011:
Good fucking grief.
I mean, WHAT A DIFFERENCE 40 YEARS MAKES!
Greek myths contains some strange stroies. Just look at the creation of centaurs! First a man has sex with a cloud and then the son of that union has sex with a horse. 0.0

There's more to it than that but that's the gist of it. Just look up Centaurus on wikipedia. Here's i've done it for you.

Yeah that's pretty batshit but the stuff I just posted right above this actually happened.

I'll never EVER be able to look at Centaurs in the same way again!

Or the summon monster Ixion (from final fantasy) for that matter!

Or Ixion--
which is a horse made of lightning in Final Fantasy and a human in Greek mythology.
You've never actually played Final Fantasy or read any Greek writings, have you?
Here's a picture of someone named Gackt.
I think I've commented on Gackt before, actually.
I don't know much about Gackt other than he/she/it sings and was, horrifically, an inspiration for a lot of the later Final Fantasy outfits.
None of the good Final Fantasies though.
At least I think.

You know Emperor Nero may be on to a winning idea when he chopped of his wife's head and gave it to his girlfriend. Isn't that what any mistress wants? The wife out of the picture?

Back when men acted like men.
Wait, no--

1. What is my name?
Heather

2. How old I'm I today?
26 physically. Mentally, far from it!

Mentally you are half that at best.
How the fuck is it I'm younger than you and yet I've never written fanfiction?
Maybe I'm the crazy one.
45. What do I always forget that I have?
A brain. i often forget i'm actually kind of intelligent. Above average anyway. I just feel stupid in comparison to my sister.

Huuuuh.

So the last two days I've had some pretty clear rememberable dreams.

Hey me too.
The first was about meeting a friends boyfriend. It was a case of, I didn't like him but I couldn't actually say anything because he'd done nothing that you can really call bad. Just I didn't like him. Then a bunch of us stayed at this guys house over night and it was really difficult to deal with him.

But then in the morning when he and my friend were in the garden it turns out everyone else hated him too. The relief to find my hatred wasn't irrational was so nice.

Just a dream but the emotions were so real.

I had a dream there was a cow carcass my yard then when I approached it hornets were building a nest in its innards.
Not sure what that's supposed to symbolize outside of "deep mental troubles" but whatever.
6 more hours (and fifteen minutes) and I get this thing called a "day off". Not sure what they are anymore but it seems it's a day when I don't go to work. Don't get hassled by managers formally known as "Hitler", don't have to get up at 6AM.

I wish I had a job where I could spend all day on Livejournal.
Wait no I don't.
Also right now an origanl novel is forming in my brain, i really want to write it but i don't even have time for fanfiction right now.

Origanl.
Ori-gohn-uhl.
It's a shape.

I also got Sims Medieval because I wanted a new computer game to play and al the second hand ones I wanted don't run on windows 7. (I won't risk buying them because the shop doesn't let you return open PC games).

Don't run on Windows 7.
I see.
The game is addictive though. Instead of making families you set up a kingdom and have quests to do.

Hmm.
Sounds kind of fun, actually.
Oh but it's the Sims so it'll be dumb as fuck.
So where to start?

How about Gackt XD

How about entry fucking over?

Monday, July 5, 2010

Weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeell

I think I'm in for some shit today. This is just as well, because tomorrow officially begins the summer semester, and I have to answer such pressing questions as "what is literacy?" and "can watching TV count as being literate?" (read: no). So for a glorious one month my brain wasn't full of fuck. Back at it, I suppose.
One look at the title confirms a few things: "Just_a_girl86" is absolutely a cunt, but at least, for once, gender isn't an issue. At least, it probably isn't. Oh God, what if this is actually a guy pretending to be a girl?
Fuck me.

When is appology acceptable or needed.

Apology. Also question marks.

Do you need to appologize when it's your fault?

Lessons I learned when I was six, hello.

well yes of course. Should you appologize when it's both of your fault. Yes both of you should.

Thank you life guru.

But should you appologize if it's not your fault. I don't think so,

Never apologize for anything. Apologies imply you did something wrong.
but I do. I do for the love of my boyfriend. When He does something that isn't right to me I get mad and then he gets mad. He should be the one to appologize but guess what, I end up appologizing. Because I love him so much.

Herp durp durrr
Worrying sucks. I always worry way to much. I worry about everything. When I say everything, I mean EVERYTHING!

"High school students entering the 9th grade are encouraged to create complex, interesting sentences."
Ho-hum.

I worry about my boyfriend and everything about him and us. I will literally worry my self sick. I don't know why I do though. It's stupid.

You, doing something stupid? Surely you jest!

I know nothing is wrong or is going to be wrong. But I worry anyway. I worry about my friends dying. They are young! I don't know why I worry.

Fear is the mind-killer.

I believe it has something to do with hormones and memories.

Hey, hey how do you make a hormone?
I believe everything is based off perspective. I believe the way people see love and life is acording to thier perspective.

Oh wow.
No shit. I thought everyone had the same perspective as me.
So i'm going to start off by saying yes I am young. But I dont understand why age has a limit on love. Everyone always says, "Your to young to know what love is." But honestly when is the right age to love?

You don't know shit about shit. Shut the fuck up you middle school asshole.
Moving on to my boyfriend and I. I have been with him for almost 2 months now. I know not long but it seems like forever.

Seems like forever when you're 12, maybe.
Although I don't know what I mean by that because FFXIV's release date was announced only a week ago and already it feels like a fucking eternity.
ONLY THREE MONTHS WOOOOOO~

But lately we have been fighting alot. He says im clingy, I say he makes me mad, he says im annoying. We fight over little things. But it is very annoying.

Hmm. I believe both of them.
Oh Christ, I just had a thought. "just_a_girl86". Of course. 86 implies she was born in 1986, doesn't it? This bint is older than me.
No. Nope, refuse to acknowledge this as a reality.
And it looks like I'm all the way up to her very first post. This didn't take very long. Did I mention how much I fucking hate Livejournal's new format?
I don't really know what I mean by "new format" because it's the exact same shit minus a couple of important details. Oh well, hopefully by Wednesday's post I will have this fully resolved.
Or I'll quit forever.
No really.
Maybe.

Friday, October 23, 2009

Oh

Hi.
I found this. I still quit, by the way.
It's called "We live in an aischroletreian society..." Which is a word I have never heard before. I looked it up, and my dictionary suggested it wasn't even a word, which considering how difficult it is to pronounce I'm not surprised, but a quick googling confirms it's some recent coinage by some French asshole. Supposedly it means "a society that worships the nasty and the foul" which is to say any society ever.
People do enjoy their dirt and gossip, and why not?
I think our boy here might be some kind of Junior Bill O'Reilly (or my new favorite NEIL BORTZ [seriously that's his name] but I doubt anyone outside of bumfuck, NC is familiar with him or he might be nationally syndicated I don't really know). At the bare minimum he's very angry about stuff and to be honest I'm not really sure why. I mean it's one thing if you're angry at something that affects your life like THE FUCKING TRAFFIC or such like, but he seems to mostly be angry at a bunch of bullshit.
I haven't really read nor taken seriously anything from HuffPo when it was very clear that last year they became the worst of the worst Obama-ass-licking morons in the blogosphere.

The second the term "blogosphere" comes up outside of the "I'm going to make fun of this word and any douche that uses it" context I think you're taking yourself far, far too seriously.
The blogosphere. Great.
The article he linked is admittedly douchey, but come on, man. It's about some "racist" Halloween costumes for dogs including shit like the "Chinese geisha" (geisha aren't Chinese but whatever I'll roll) and the "Spanish bandito" (banditos aren't Spanish but okay).
Racist? You think a human dressing up as a geisha or pimp for Halloween would make you "probably die a little death"? Holy fuck on a stick, it's "disgrasians" (how apropos) like this that make me HATE one half of myself very, very verily.

Whoa, what? Looking up "disgrasians"-- I'm watching you, now. That's the second time in like five minutes I've looked up a word I don't know (already alerts are going off in my head, because I know every word that's real) and my dictionary doesn't have an entry for them.
All right, googling.
Google doesn't return with anything that makes sense, and a Google image search brings me pictures of some Asians (disgrASIANs I see what you did there, Google) and a picture of Rihanna. All right.
Fuck you, you bunch of lefty PC retards from Hell. While you fucking sit there are bitch and moan about how RACIST!!11111111 it is to dress a dog up in a pretty asian silk jacket, you're ignoring the REAL racism that's out there,

I'd like to point out, gang, that we're up in arms about dog costumes. DOG COSTUMES.
I'm sick of hearing about Jon and Kate.

"So let me make a 500 word post about it."
Also I really haven't heard that much outside of "he cheated and they're getting divorced and she's a turbocunt but he's a putz so they're right for each other." Which admittedly knowing anything about them is too much because who the fuck are Jon and Kate? She had six kids (at once, plus a previous set of twins hence "plus eight" in their show title), whoop-de-shit.
But then Jon became a complete and total douchebag, whoring around with all of those younger women and leaving behind his litter with his bitchy wife. Which I wouldn't blame him for, EXCEPT that instead of taking time off and laying low and relaxing, he behaved like a 17-year-old ghetto ASSHOLE, schmoozing it up with Christian Audigier/Ed Hardy and all of that crap (which basically ruined Ed Hardy for me--something that even *Kevin Federline* could not do!).

Oh no, how will "Ed Hardy" (who?) survive without your approval?
Now here's an entry entitled "Another reason why allthingsdog is superior to dog_lovers." At first I considered sparing you, the readers, the details of this fascinating post but then I decided that would be pretty cruel. After all, I'm sure you were burning for yet more proof that "allthingsdog" is indeed superior to "dog underscore lovers".
This idiotic/myopic commentary coming from the racist moron who once referred to his dog's "oriental eyes".

I had no idea dog lovers (presumably platonic love and not the kind of love I saw a documentary about once) were such ardent racists. Or, possibly, "racially prejudiced" as one of my classes recently informed me only white people can be racist. I didn't agree, but I don't have my PhD in whatever-the-fuck so I don't know.

What is your dream job? Do you think you'll ever have it?

Vampire hunter. Or witch hunter. Or inquisitor.
Also: no.

I have my dream job, if I want it. I do like graphic design and I'm good at it.

Ha, ha you have a dumb dream job.
I hate modern music. I want to stab the asshole who invented the vox and other computer-generated crap that producers layer onto girls' vocals in all music these days.

Aww but "vox" is one of the coolest words in any language. It's Latin for "voice", don't you know.
I don't know who the fuck came up with the idea that 9/9/09 should be a day without cats on the internet, but whoever it was needs to die in a fire. They apparently got CuteOverload to go along with it. What the fuck? What's with the cat hate?

I usually reserve my wishes for someone to die in screaming agony in a house fire for serious events but I guess people who want to go one solitary day without an "ironically funny" picture of a cat with "hilariously" misspelled words underneath do invite that much raw emotion.
Before anyone suggests she (?) is doing that to be funny, I'd like to point out this post goes on for FOUR paragraphs.
How do I get this guy off of my fucking channel? Seriously, because I can't stand that he's there, on right after Victoria's show, sullying any semblance of compassion (and intelligence) that Animal Planet has.

...

AWW FUCK THAT GUY, FUCK THAT GUY! SULLYING THE GOOD NAME OF ANIMAL PLANET!
I also love it when people refer to something as "theirs". No, unless you're the CEO of Animal Planet (or more likely its parent company, Viacom or Disney or some shit) then no, it isn't *your* Animal Planet.
fucking adopters
dumping dogs off at shelters
make me want to KILL.

Chelle's such a whiner
no HP in IMAX yet
she threw a tantrum.

still so hot in here
and computer running slow
someone just kill me.

...

Ha, ha funny you should call someone a whiner. Although I guess you aren't whining so much as a raging psychotic, hmm.
[ mood | ifuckingrate ]
Hollywood SUCKS THE BIG FUCKING SHIT-COVERED DONKEY COCK.

Not only did they completely fuck up the ending for Life on Mars, but adding salt to the wound the writers implied that one of the Obama children would be president in the future (LOL, yeah, okay, like that would ever happen).

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There are many reasons why I don't talk politics with some people these days. One big reason was the Election Season this past year. People far too often accuse me of "being butthurt" over Clinton's loss to Obama, but

Stop. Yes you are.
said same people's eyes are too awash with OBAMA HOPE that they can't fucking stop the stupid ad hominem bullshit for a moment and look at WHY PUMAs are PUMAs.

Ha, ha oh what?
So I think that's it. I'm going to go do something else. Starting to get a headache.