STOP YOUR WHINING

Here we have Kaz's (eseseseseseses's) Scribblings. Don't let the "FRIENDS ONLY!" image at the start scare you away, because it apparently isn't. At all.

As an Official Disabled Person (TM), I hereby give you permission to open your mouth, set your fingers to keyboard, and say something. If you want, I can make you a certificate.

This is the thing. At the moment, every voice counts. You have no idea how it feels to finally get a new hit for "feministing" on icerocket, how elating it is to have that hit pan out to be actually talking about this. At that moment, I don't care if you're currently-abled or not. I don't care if your background in disability issues is OVER 9000!!! or just starting to look up 101.

Holy fuck didn't I just leave this class?
Also stop emailing me about joining bullshit where male education majors whine. I'm not disenfranchised by being a minority in this program. No one gives a shit. Shut up.

Yeah, it sucks if you accidentally say something ableist.

Ableist = not a fucking word.
Also the only time I'm against cripples is when their parking spaces are fucking empty and I'm still hunting for one in the parking garage I'm paying to park in. Smug bastards.
Here's a post I have to click to expand entitled "more on lambdas" and I'm tempted to click because lambda is my second favorite Greek letter (after psi) so if you're badmouthing it I'm officially butthurt because ableism and feminism and racism and classicism (oh wait I am this one) and elitism and Nazism and I won't stand for it.
Okay it's not actually about the letter. Nope don't care.

I found the stuttering blogosphere yesterday, which is way cool. I thought I was the only one who'd ever had the thought of "the problem isn't with me, it's with the idiots who can't handle someone speaking a bit differently"

That's your disability? I hate to rank disabilities (because my disability, "intolerance for bullshit" would top the list. It's a problem I have to live with every moment of every day ;_;) but really that's kind of weak. I mean, at least you have full use of both legs and arms.

I'm sick to death of "Famous stutterers" lists. It's not that it's the same people on each one, that I can by now probably recite one of my own off the top of my head. (Moses, Demosthenes, Aristoteles, Isaac Newton, James Earl Jones, Winston Churchill, Marilyn Monroe, Joe Biden...) It's not that I think it's a bad thing to give a stuttering kid some role models.

>Moses
>real
So here's some fanfiction about Arthur (as in King Arthur) and I wonder what the fuck show just started on the WB for people to be clinging to King Arthur + Merlin gay coupling. I've been seeing this shit a lot lately and I somehow doubt it's a sudden surge in popularity for British mythology.
As much as I wish that were the case, of course. Maybe you assholes will get some culture in you and stop acting like such rampant twats.

Very important question here. Does anyone know how zombie is transferred?

Excuse me? Well I happen to be a doctor so I know all about diseases. The disease that causes you to turn into a zombie is, of course, called Corpus, and you get it by being bitten by a radioactive spider. Oh wait, that's Spider-Man.
Uhhhhhhhhh--

Breathe, self. You're not going to turn into a zombie.

I'd ask about the science of zombies now, because really, what the EFF how does that even WORK.

I mean being fictional they don't actually have to make any sort of scientific or medical sense and indeed they don't, so lucky for them.
Also I know how they cured the disease that turned you into a plague zombie in Warhammer. Bolt to the back of the head. Just saying.

For this one, Asperger's Syndrome is a better example, because Asperger's Syndrome is very, very encompassing. It describes just about everything I always felt was odd or different about me - or not necessarily odd or different, just something I noticed as a trait or odd quirk of mine.

I'M A HIGH FUNCTIONING AUTISTIC, GUYS. BE NICE. :-(
So you're asexual, stutter and you have Asperger's Syndrome? I know two of these things are more likely to affect men than women and are relatively rare to start with, so you are a walking case study for some researcher.
I'm not saying you're not these things, but considering this is the internet-- yeah, you're full of shit.

To me, being able to call myself an Aspie is one hell of a relief. It means that there's a reason I'm so odd, I never manage to fit in, I never manage to "get" other people.

More like "ass-burgers". The reason you use that is because it's one hell of a good excuse for when you inevitably fuck up. You aren't looking at this shit with a detached, rational mind (as indeed you can't, since you are diagnosing yourself). You just look at the symptoms, decide they "kind of excuse why you've always been a little weird and it has the added bonus of providing a security blanket" and here we are. Here we are, butthurt as usual.

I just saw the PoA movie.

It. Was. BAD.

Goddamn I hate it when they have pointless acronyms on the Warhammer boards. SO I WAS PLAYING MY BT FIGHTING SOME SH AND THEY HAD AN EML-- GOD FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK.
I seriously debate the point of the acronym "EML" too, by the way. Eldar Missile Launcher? Really? If the Eldar are using it isn't the assumption that it's an Eldar missile launcher? I don't see how the Eldar could possibly use an Imperial missile launcher, so really, just drop the 'e' part.
Sorry this is getting a bit tangential. Uhh--
Oh it's a Harry Potter thing. Also this entry is five years old. Joke is on everyone but especially me.
So whatever white people time to wrap up another entry. PERFECT entry.

FOOLED YOU

No post Friday was all part of my cunning plan to lull bloggers into a sense of security then BAM. Post Saturday night. I definitely didn't forget, or anything.
Why of course I don't have anything better to do with my Saturday evening.
Okay one look at this font and I know I'm going to have problems copying this. My font is going to go apeshit.

OMG TRANSFORMERS!!!!! I watched it last night (staying up until 2am in the process, and then again during the day today so Derek could see it. He was being a poohead though... anyway BEST MOVIE EVER!!!

I'm sure I had a specific line in mind when I quoted this but upon reflection the entire thing is pretty heinous.

Seriously, I literally could not sit still while watching it. I had to stand up and like jump and lean in all close to the TV because it was so exciting. It made my heart race but not in that bad way that horror movies do. A movie has NEVER done that to me before.

Greatest movie ever made, people.
Oh, what, big fan of, pfft, Citizen Kane? Get that shit out of here. Transformers is the new Citizen Kane. With robots.

I felt all kinds of emotions: I laughed, I got sad but not enough to make me cry, which was awesome, I felt admiration for all the good guys, hatred towards the Decepticons, I was really rooting for Lennox the whole time... And the special effects! Seriously, they were beyond amazing. Like, yeah. And the characterization of Optiimus Prime was spot-on perfect. It really was. I could go on, believe me. I really could.

PERFECT is how I'd summarize the Transformers movie (the new one, not the old one with Robert Stack as the voice of Ultramagnus because that movie actually is fucking awesome).
It's also how I'd describe this blog, incidentally.

So... yeah. Today I just lounged at home LOL. Read a little for Psych, worked on my senior portfolio, did a load of laundry. Boring housekeeping stuff. We ordered some chicken delivered form Vocelli's. They said they had no chicken tenders, so I said I'd get a panini instead. Well, they delivered a panini AND some chicken tenders, and charged me for both. EPIC FAIL.

EPIC FAIL, GUYS. LOLCATS --THE GAME--

That's a binder that I put together showing my accomplishments throughout high school. Mine wasn't nearly as full as other people's,because 1)I don't save programs or anything and 2)when I do activities, I'm too busy actually doing them to get pictures of me doing them. But whatever. I plan to "fudge" a couple of pictures; I actually did the stuff so who cares if I take the picture a month after the event??

Yeah I'm now learning about the wonders of portfolios in my teaching classes. To be honest I don't get the point. If you did awesome in high school won't your portfolio, by extension, be awesome? Why grade twice? More pointless fucking busy work.
But if ever there were three words to describe high school those would be they. Also "time warp".

So, then I went to Engineering, where we had... a TEST! It was just a ridiculously easy safety quiz, but it's still a test. During the "study time" before the test I played Pictionary with the guy sitting next to me.

Study time before the test. Okay.

The only bad things are it took waaay to long; I was there from 4:45 until 8:30.

That's not how you use a fucking semicol-- oh wait. Yes it is.
Uhh--
So moving right along--

*facepalm* And my feet were killing me by the end of it! Seriously, I need to buy some black flats to wear to these things.

FACEPALM EPIC FAIL LOLCATS --THE GAME--

We are learning about crimes in French (don't ask me why. I have no idea.)

Yeah well my Japanese book has a murder mystery featuring the Yakuza and Thailand (for some reason) and a Chinese guy named Lao who looks like an old kung fu master. Also, everyone has huge 80s hair.
Yeah it is pretty awesome, actually.

'Sup, peeps? Firstly, a belated HAPPY HALLOWEEN!! and an on-time Happy All Saints' Day!

Okay so... Friday was boring LOLz.

LOLZ FACEPALM EPIC FAIL LOLCATS --THE GAME--

You may have noticed that I said "stepmom" instead of "dad's wife." I figured just a subtle chagne like that, from dad's wife to my stepmom, will effect the way I think of her, and thus interact with her. She's important to Dad and is in his life for good so I should be making more of an effort to get to know and like her.

Someone is acting like a big girl. Also: good work applying what you learned in high school psychology, chief.

I had a dream last night, too. I dreamt that I didn't do the Econ reading at all, and was trying to BS my way through the quiz, without success. The setting was my school, but it didn't look like my school; it was more like a college campus.

GEE A HIGH SCHOOL SENIOR DREAMING ABOUT NOT DOING WELL IN A CLASS SHE HAS NOW BUT THE CAMPUS IS LIKE COLLEGE.
I WONDER WHAT THAT MEANS?

In French, we reviewed interogative tense (that is, questions).

Interrogative*. Make sure you spell it right before you give the smug explanation in parenthesis. That's my job, hey.
And it was boring because no one understood it really...
I hate that fucking shit. No, skipping this entry. Don't need to be reliving my Japanese class frustrations as NO ONE BUT ME FUCKING GETS IT AND HERE WE ARE GOING OVER THE PROGRESSIVE FORM --AGAIN--.

So, there's a guy in my English class. My friend R has liked him for all of high school. And I think he's really sweet and smart and talented musically but I never thought of him like that. Even yesterday, when he held my books (without me asking or even hinting) while I put up my chair.

Holy shit I just looked at my new desktop background. Goddamn my desktop is awesome.
It makes me feel like working on Warhammer RIGHT NOW.
I guess I can do both this and that at the same time~

We had an insanely difficult test in French. Like, it's 10 pages or something ridiculous...

TEN PAGES FUCK ME. Knowing how high school works that's like five pages and we're counting front and back as two "pages".

Today was the one day EVER I didn't do Psych notes (because I was at school so long last night), so of course we used them in class. I ended up using a textbook, but I think she knew why... I hate disappointing the teacher.

Yeah you're that kid every teacher loves. Also they only look disappointed because you're motivated by others. Secretly they don't care if you do the work or not because it's one less thing they'd have to grade.

I enjoyed lunch. I had a great conversation about Denmark and its awesomeness, as per Oprah on 10/21. I also brought up the American psyche, and how it's such so automatically opposed to anything that has government involved that they ignore good, viable ideas for the sake of ideology. There's nothing wrong with having the government pick up the slack.

I can't believe the word "Oprah" and the phrase "viable ideas for the sake of ideology" appear together in the same paragraph.
So anyway my update for Saturday. Behold~

Free Porn on Blogspot

Continuing my campaign of false advertisement.
Here is an extremely cunty blog. Given what I've reviewed so far, I think that's saying something.
So immediately the first thing I notice is all of her entries are entitled "# love" which conveniently tells me she has 55 entries so far.

I'm sitting in class right now and I shouldn't be doing this but I am. I've been thinking a lot lately about life and love.

Oh boy I'm in for it now.

I want to feel love. I want to be loved by someone and not because of family ties. I want to feel that love between two people who love each other and just want to be around each other.

I want to feel that love between two people who love each other. As opposed to the love between two people who hate each other, I suppose.

But I've noticed something with the guys I'm always around.

Oh let me guess, they're not up to your queenly standards.

Most of them don't really want to find a girl to date. They say they do but their actions speak otherwise. They are mostly focused on having sex.

Fair enough I suppose.

It hasn't really bothered me before and it doesn't really bother me now.

So we're going on about this why, exactly?

What they do with their own lives is not my problem. As long as I'm not having to put up with any strange chicks, I'm fine. And Avon Girl and I have already told the three guys we're living with next year this.

DON'T HIT ON ME, SILLY BOYS. I have also taken it upon myself to upgrade your grammar.

Send any chicks out the back door if you have to, just don't let them bother me and they are not allowed in my room/bathroom.

THAT'S WHAT SHE SAID WOOOOOOOO-- wait.

The problem arises though when I realize that most of the guys I'm around are like this but I want something so different. It's my own fault though.

Maybe I'm a little off today but I feel like I'm missing a really obvious burn or something.

So much has happened but hasn't in the past few days.

First off, at the Halloween Rave, CS (who I'm now dubbing Benediction) broke Rock Chick's heart.

I hate it when people with blogs nickname all their friends out of fear that someone will figure out who they are. I don't give a shit who or what "Benediction" is (outside of the white mage two hour ability in FFXI of course) and I don't know who "Rock Chick" is but I resent the implication of having to use these nicknames to refer to these assholes if I want. Fortunately I'll never want to, but still.
Hopefully Benediction is a lot like the FFXI ability: guaranteed death for the user.

He knows she liked him but he made out with her best friend right in front of her. Before he took X. She's really bummed out by this and says that all her feelings for him have been killed by that one thing.

The other big thing is this weird ass dream I had. I want to return to it. It was so amazing but I don't remember the details. Only that I want to go back.

Before he took X. Clearly there's a lot of responsible behavior occurring here, so I'm amazed anyone is butthurt (not really amazed, it's a figure of speech, okay) over what goes on here.

I didn't go out on Halloween. I stayed in my dorm, studied some, worked a little on a paper, and did laundry.

Oh poor you. Who gives a shit? I did homework and studied, too. No one but assholes and kids go out for Halloween.
In fact, all holidays are mad fucking gay.
I don't mean that as an insult, either. Anyone who participates in these holidays is literally homosexual.

Also, played a ton of this new ds game I got. It was a quiet night and I don't feel as though I wasted my time. Because d Deep down, I really didn't want to go out.

You and your sentence fragments.

Cobra Starship and Girl Talk were in town last week.

You come up with really dumb nicknames, holy Christ. If you called me "Cobra Starship" our relationship would end immediately.

I've got awesome self-control. I don't drink, in fact I do not enjoy the taste of alcohol at all. The only drug I tried was weed and the only reason I did was because the boyfriend I had at the time did it.

>Implying not liking something equates to self control
>implications

I'd pray that Avon Girl wakes up and realizes what she's doing to herself but we're both atheists, so praying seems kind of silly.

Huh.

And then last night, Avon Girl and I went over to The Hatted One's house and chilled there for hours. Like, we left the dorm around 9 pm and it was 4 am when we were leaving the house.

No, definitely don't care about this.

Well, this seems like a kind of momentous occasion as this is the 50th Love, though not the 50th entry since there are a few heartbreaks and a meme. But still, 50th positive entry and I only started this thing back in February.

YOU'RE A BUNCH OF BULLSHIT.

Too bad it took me three years, one lost virginity, tons of late night drunk phone calls, and too many tears to count to figure this all out.

At dinner, I was sitting between the Romanian and the Protector and the Romanian was getting the Protector riled up. Like, the Protector seriously looked like he might do something to hurt the Romanian.

I'm sorry it's really hard to take whatever you're saying seriously with nicknames like that. Well, it's hard to take what you say seriously in general, but you get my meaning.

I dunno how we got on the topic but I mentioned that the best way to know how I'm feeling without me saying anything is how I'm playing with my hair.

Great I'll be sure to keep that in mind.

The Protector is a good friend. He's a criminal justice major and going into law at some point in the future. He's all about trying to help people. He has a strong sense of honor and justice. He protects people, it's what he does.

Whenever she goes on about "The Protector" I can only think about one thing:
Holy shit I love kung fu movies.

My mind is still just blown on this whole Indie thing.

See, Avon Girl likes the Romanian. Oh yeah, that should be a fun weekend. He lives near me and will be going home with me and possibly back or I might be coming back with him and his family. But yeah, there's that. And that's all cool even though she dated the President for 9 months basically.

And Rock Girl likes CS, which I had a feeling about for a while. I wasn't sure but I had a good feeling.

Oh please, do continue.

Oh, I almost forgot about Sempai

What

But seriously, Sempai and I hung out for something like 10+ hours yesterday and it was so fun. I could fall for him, I'm realizing now. Last semester, my mind was more focused on Jason and that sit. but really, why not with Sempai? Well, we're at different stages which would make it kind of hard.

What

What's with me and jobs?

Sorry. If it seems like I'm using a lot of images to make up for my painful lack of content today, you'd be right.

I can't seem to get a normal one. Over the summer I drove an ice cream truck. In the fall, I get to be a telemarketer.

Yeah, wow. Ice cream truck driver and telemarketer. Those jobs are positively bonkers!

But there's a little optimist in me. Normally she doesn't really speak up and just lets the pessimist take control of my outlook. But when it comes to love and relationships, she can't help but hold firm and strong, believing that somewhere out in this wide and crazy world, there is someone like that, and that when I find that person, that's it, I'll be happy and need nowhere else to look.

WOW THE TALK OF A RAVING PESSIMIST HOLY SHIT.
Shut the fuck up you stupid cunt, you're not pessimistic.

There's a person I haven't really mentioned that I probably should soon. That's Sempai. We've been friends for just about as long as I've been friends with anyone else. He's roughly a year and a half older, though 2 grades above, thus the name.

Yeah the word you're looking for is Senpai, chief. As I understand it those people (and by "those people" I mean silly people who don't write their words using Roman letters) write it like this:
先輩
But realistically they probably just write it like this: せんぱい
Kanji is for nerds.
I mean I know the "n" and "m" are right next to each other and look basically the same (one hump or two, who can keep track?) but let me assure you that they are, in fact, different.

He wants to go to this Korean place nearby. His reason, when I asked, was that I was the only person that seemed to like Korean food, nevermind that there were at least two others in the room that said they'd like to try it.

I don't want to hurt Sempai's feelings. But like I said, I don't see him in a romantic way. I could, I admit, but I don't.

Starting to read like an animu now.
Yeah I think I'm done. I can only take so much of this shit before losing interest. I'm guessing that's just happened because I'm looking at my school essays like it's something really interesting.