Before you read: This’ll be a bitchy, spiteful rant-filled post, so I suggest you mentally prepare yourselves. But I’ll try my best to keep it as low key as possible! Remember not to taking anything to heart (:
Have there ever been days where you felt the entire world was against you? Well, maybe not as overly dramatized as that, but you can’t help but feel incredibly shitty. There are never perfect days; waking up gracefully to a beautiful sunshine and enjoying the rest of your day. At least one thing has to go wrong, or else you’re life is just too fuckin’ perfect. A paper cut? No biggie. Woke up late? Ahh well, you could get over it. So although nothing is completely perfect, (I’m sure that could also be a flaw, and really creepy D;) your day could be pretty amazing overall.
Sometimes, there are days that are tailored to screw you over. Of course, there aren’t specific dates in the calendar, [thank goodness!] but it just feels like it. Can you relate?
This has got to be one of my favourite days of the year. -____-”
The morning went rather nicely; waking up at 7:00 AM, after sleeping at 3:00 last night, all to prepare for the day ahead. I went ahead to wake myself up with a comfortable shower. Despite it being summer, I prefer hot showers. My morning shower? Freezing cold water. Thank you to whoever used up all the hot water that early in the morning.
Well, whatever. I think I could get used to cold showers anyway. Saving more energy= I’m doing something right. And that’s always a good thing. In return, I get to start my day in a really pissed off mood. At least dad is here to save the day! Right? He was kind enough to make breakfast for me. Awwh, that’s so sweet! I love you too, dad. I like fish. I like rice. And I even like vegetables. But I needed to hurry up and scarf down breakfast, to keep getting ready for the day. I hadn’t even picked up a proper outfit to wear, or even deal with the slowly curling hair of mine. Food is sacred. Everyone should put proper time aside to eat their meals; it helps you digest your food, helps to keep you more satisfied, and even lowers your blood pressure! [Unless you're eating some fatty, sugary, super salty meal, than you know, it'll probably still shoot very high] But life isn’t always kind. Whilst scarfing my food down, I ended up choking on the stringy, greeny, bitter vegetable. What the hell did I ever do? It’s not like I’m some 12 year old twerp who refuses to eat her vegetables. When they’re on my plate, I eat em’! No complaints. Hell, I even like them too! Don’t vegetables realized it’s hard enough to get people to like them? Why must they attempt to take the lives of the people who like them? Outrageous. >:
In case anyone was wondering, the big day I was planning for was meeting an old friend whom I haven’t seen for quite some time. And I miss her dearly :[
I successfully survived the sneak attack by my vegetables, but it they still had the upper hand. I was still super pissed, and easily aggravated. 'Maybe talking to someone other than myself could help to calm my nerves?' After confirming with another friend that we could both commute to the place, [Plenty of convincing and begging required] we we’re both stoked for the day. It’s always nice to reconnect with friends, cause everyone knows that our current friends always ended up boring us to death. xD Considering this is ‘Lisa’s Hate Day’, it’s obvious that these plans did follow through. Only five short minutes of excitement later, I recieve another call- a rather distressing one. Cancelled? No way. Are we that less important? -sighs- Fine, fine.
Seeing as how plans that took effort to create were effortlessly destroyed, I decided that I might as well just take the rest of the day off. Let’s play video games! Oh right, I don’t have a Playstation memory card on my PS2, to play a PS1 game. In other words, I can’t play Final Fantasy 8 or 9 until I find a memory card. Or scrounge around and see if they even have them anymore. God, those things are really old. The one and only thing that could possibly lighten my mood? INTERNETTTTTT <3 Let’s watch some youtube videos! It goes from watching the ShayTards-> David Choi?-> Devil May Cry vids [recently got DMC4, yeahyeah] -> Anime shorts-> Vocaloid-> KURIAAAA<3 <3 That’s my highlight of today. Watching and finding new videos from NND singer Clear. Ahhh, such a sweet voice. It sounds soft and kind hearted, but has some oomph and strength that doesn’t put me to sleep. And it sounds hella sexy.
Based off the very few pictures I could find on the internet, this is how I would envision him <3
Several hours later, I started feeling hungry. “How about I make something super yummy, and make myself feel better?” I liek sammichs. Mhmm, taste good. Heading down to the kitchen, I start prepping my sandwich, and leave it in the grill to cook. I look up from the counter-outside was a freakin’ windstorm in my backyard. That super crappy tent/frame/plastic roof, was falling apart and crashing into the neighbors yard. I could’ve been and ass like, “Fuck that, it’s not my job to take care of it. And it’s definitely not my fault that they chose the shitty model!” but I suppose my conscience got the upper hand. I ran outside [without slippers, seeing as they're always missing] and attempted to stabilize the tent. It’s really a lot harder than it looks, considering I’m about 20x smaller than that thing!
I was literally hanging on the bars, trying to hold it down, and prevent it from flying into the neighbor’s yard.
A good hour of strenuous work, and plenty of cussing from my yard. Whether it was the fact that we had a really crappy tent we didn’t use, or the fact that I was barefoot out on the gravel, I was ready to rip someone’s head off! Unnecessary work and troubles aggravate me the most. Should I really go to the extra trouble? Sigh, I really can’t leave it alone though. But does anyone remember that sandwich I left on the grill? So maybe I didn’t keep it there the entire hour, [My fire alarm would've been going insane] but I only realized halfway through my adventure outside that I had left my sandwich alone. A darker than I wanted sandwich, but still very yummy looking. Put this on a plate… shit, I just touched the grill. Cool water, cool water… Okay! Put it on a shiny, clean plate, and let’s go enjoy this sammich. Three steps out of my kitchen, I trip over myself, [or air, or even my kitty] and I drop my sandwich straight on the carpet. It could’ve(?) been saved had it been hardwood, but no, carpet is cheaper. It always collects dust, hair, and the little pieces of lint- finally ruining my sandwich. Well, that was fun. It looks so appetizing.
OM NOM NOM NOM – so good (:
Regarding the tent, the first time around, I got it stand up properly. But it only took mother nature a couple of minutes to knock it down again. I was like, “Fuck this, I’ll break it before nature gets to it!” So I started disassembling it. You’d think, this cheaply made tent could probably be easily disassembled, considering it’s plastic and like, mosquito net. But no! The legs that should be deep in the ground are hella weak, which is why it ended up sideways on the ground. The actual framework is sturdy, and is a complete bitch to take apart.
I hope this illustration helps to guide you. So the designers of the shitty tent decided, “If we’re gonna have one sturdy part in this entire thing, we might as well make it fool proof” By ‘fool proof’ they simply mean sticking Stick A into Stick B. [penetration!] Of course, that wouldn’t make it fool proof; rather it’d be susceptible to loosening and falling apart. So that’s where the narrow piece of metal is there. It acts as a lock for Stick A to stay in Stick B’s hole. [LOLOLOL] By doing this, the two poles shouldn’t be separated very easily. And it’s true! As I mentioned, the little piece of metal on Stick A is quite narrow, as well as difficult to push under with your thumb. My entire left hand cannot grasp, and all my fingertips feel like they have black eyes. That narrow piece of metal feels like it’s digging whilst you’re trying to press down on it and release the lock. Sure, it’s fool proof, but not all of us have fingers of steel. It would’ve been nice if the metal didn’t make all those scratchy noises when they rubbed against each other. Lighting more fire to my flames. :/
What do 6 year old little cynical girls like me do when they’re trapped in their own homes? [Or halfway up in the air] I’ve forgotten to mention, I’ve been dealing with a nasty cold for the last couple of days. Maybe it’s just me being reluctant, but I didn’t want to admit that I got sick during the summer. Truth be told, I blame it on my mouth wash. I don’t use it everyday, but whenever I do, I get a weird tingling that doesn’t sit well in my throat. That leads me to make weird cackling sounds, followed by sore throats, and somehow the sniffles start approaching as well. I should remind myself that everytime I reach for some of that super alcoholic and painful Listerene, I should just avoid it. Screw bad breath, I’ll just brush my teeth and drink juice. Speaking of which, the only juice we seem to have in the house are incredibly sour. My odd middle-aged man tastes don’t enjoy the extreme sour. Or sweet. Or anything extreme at all. First time drinking the cranberry juice with my sore throat= I would rather have the Listerene in my eyes than ever try that again. It even made me cry! But I needed juice. I needed something that contained some sort of vitamins; not just cold water all day long.
Although it’s never really recommended, after a random striking pain in my right thumb, I decided to check into it. I avoided all those Google hits about carpal tunnel syndrome because it just seems like everyone has it. Pfft, whatever. So typical. Sure I get wrist pains, but it’s my thumb that worries me more. I can’t use a pen or eat with chopsticks without feeling the random pain. -sigh- So, don’t correct me if I’m wrong, BUT I BE BELIEVIN’ I GOTS TENDONITIS. YAAR? MAYBE. Overused thumbs, poor them. Maybe next time I decided to see the doctor, I’ll ask her about it. That is, if I can get it in before she starts yelling at me. QQ
^ I think I can officially label this day a fail. Except of course Clear <3. And that it inspired me to write on my blog. [To further the pains in my wrists and thumbs, yeah!] But oh well, I had lots of fun drawing these weird cartoons, and perhaps I’ll keep it up? Shitty, shitty, shitty drawings.
Boooooogers! I gots lots of em’! I be snifflin’ all day long, till I gots some nasty sore throat and a cacklin’ hacky cough. Oh yeah, I just don’t know when to accept the truth.
Stay safe kids!
We’ll see, I’ll join the next self-blogging-really-annoying-cheesy site I see!
Ahh—! But I wish I could do something to make it more… awesome.’ As soon as I tried adding a whole new color, I freaked out and went over it, making sure it was like it never existed. I didn’t even give it a chance in the picture, and now when I look at the spot with the color, I get angry. Why couldn’t I just leave it there, and see how it turned out? Cause I’m a fucking scaredy cat. And it really pisses me off.
