Fabrication

I wish people wouldn't use this that much. Using it voices how you want to have the other people on your side and against your "enemy". You needn't be, to put it, bitchy.

My dreams have been nothing but weird for the past 2 weeks. First, I dream of playing an MMORPG with -1 pots, then I was in a horror carnival with a kid-eating goblin and Batman's Joker overrunning it as I run for my life, then I dreamt of walking towards some 10-story inn in the countryside, passing a brook running under a stone bridge and trees of green and orange(autumn mixed) on either side as I made my way there for weird reasons.

Some dreams after that, I can't remember. Those last three are just the most vivid.

Now the first weird dream's ok, but after TWO weird dreams and several more following, it's not HEALTHY. x.x

I mean, what is this?! The result of my pent-up sexual frustrations? (cannot think of other reasons)

Somebody tell me. ;_;

Last night was INSANE. XDDDDDDDD

So this happened last week, me and Mom going to Serendra and taking Max along with us for a chance to stretch his legs.



WITH  A ROCKING TIE!!!!!!! XDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD



ISN'T HE CUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUTE!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?! <333333333333333333333

My finals are next week, and I kind of did badly in my Algebra quiz. *cries* T_T

I sit next to this guy in Constitution class, and I think he's hitting on me. He's pretty cute, if he didn't have that red streak he's got in his hair since last Wednesday. But I'm not really interested.

No. ABSOLUTELY not now...........not while I'm having this unbelievable crisis where I'm---!!!!!!!

...........Uhh....... XDDDDDDDDDDD;;;;;;;;;;;;

Emmmmmmmm........what I'm saying is, as much as the guy likes my perfume(and ACTUALLY asked me to spray it on his hanky before end of class (@A@;) ), sorry kiddo. I ain't lookin' for a man right now. (-.-/\)







.......Alright. I'MHAVINGACRISISWHEREI'MFEELINGQUITEATTRACTEDTOTHISREDHAIREDWOMANWITHWHOMIACTUALLYACTUALLYACTUALLYSEXUALIZE.

(X_X) And no, Tina. It AIN'T you.

As far as I know, Neil Gaiman's Stardust is another fairytale story brought to the big screen for family and friends to enjoy. I haven't watched it yet, but checking out the movie site, it doesn't seem so bad. It looks pretty good, and the characters all good.

Too bad I can't say the same for the book.

The mentioned book is perhaps, a result of Neil Gaiman's captivation for the fairytales written in the early 19th to early 20th century. It had that same charm, that old-fashioned influence of the characters portrayed towards the readers, and even the storyline bears a quality that could only be called "original".

But I think what, frankly, pisses me off about the book was simply that, Neil Gaiman was trying to be witty with the story, and made the characters...suck. IWhen I say suck, I mean somewhere along the story, the characters FELL out of character with themselves. Case in point: Sal the slavegirl is freed and starts acting like imperious Queen of Stupid towards her master and even to her only son(btw, how she was freed is STUPID). Jesus Christ, so much for that stoic, gentle image the readers have had for her throughout the book. And Neil Gaiman, at the last minute, decided to give vain Victoria a break from her snobbiness, and outright turned her into a nicer person. HELLO? Give her some more on this PLEASE! It's because of her attitude at the beginning that I thought she was just another temporary fling for the hero of the story, instead of the damsel that--you know what I mean. >_<*

And Tristran? Well, I can't say much for him. He's just a kid in love with Victoria for the wrong reasons. Just another knuckle-headed challenge for the hero to win fair lady's heart.

The wicked witch, has a sad character development too. It's all the same: evil witches, yearning youthful immortality, and wanting to eat Yvaine the star. Okay, that's nice. What's not nice? The witch giving in at the end. You mean, after all the killing, the slaughtering of that poor unicorn, you expect me to be happy that the witch JUST gives up when her time runs out? ...So pissed.

Which brings us to Yvaine. Ohhh the things I can say. But let me put like this.

How many of you, have heard a character, any character, swear something awful in a fairytale?

Answer me that.

How many of you expect to read a bad word in the story?

Guess what? Yvaine, though the only one to swear on her landing to Earth, pretty much said the "F" word when tripping on a tree root.

As in, F-U-C-K.

WTF???

The charm is completely gone from the story, hearing Yvaine say such a thing. God, help me! I have no idea what goes on in Neil Gaiman's silly brain anymore!

And speaking of WHOM, do you know he tried to write a sex scene between dear Sal and Tristran's father? Oh, Lord. Not only that, not explicitly. But Neil Gaiman actually feels awkward writing a sex scene. He admitted that he'd take TWO MONTHS to write one because he kept getting embarassed and leaves the document for one month before coming back and typing again. o_O;;

This guy is queer. Really. What is he, a virgin???? Doubtless.

So to wrap up this entry, because I have school in an hour, I'd like to say, "Neil, go sleep with your dog."

Just when I thought I'd seen and heard every other strange/disturbing nickname..........

Jeep driver ID: Pamfilo Penis

There seems to be a lot of unconventionalism(?) going on in the world. And I don't even know half of what goes on out there......................

Ka-groupies.

I can't stop saying this word. XD

Ka-groupies.

It's too cute not to say. X))

Ka-gruuuuupiezzzz. ^.^

Bear with me. It's a boring day. XD

Ka-groupiezezezezezezzzz~!

I looked at my grades online two days ago Saturday, and I see that my weighted average was a flat 0.00. Which isn't something to be scared of, really. XD

Afterall, my shift has been confirmed, and I'm ready to step into the world of hachou: Information Technology. Gulp.

I'm looking forward very much to three and a half years of endless, sequential coding. Gotta love it.

Wow. Didn't think so much can happen in one week, starting with the finals(which for once, I didn't panic about o.o), and then one of my contacts getting torn, resulting in me having to use my old glasses(which I feel dizzy with right now @.@), then the fact that yesterday was the last day I'd ever EVER wear my nursing uniform. Aaaand coupled by the facts that I'll need shoes and a pair of pants. >.>

I wish I could say more, but I'm typing without my glasses, which make feel cross-eyed looking at the screen with them on... -.-

Today I had my haircut. And then my legs waxed. Severely.

Yours truly,
Smooth legged Itcher

On my way home, I saw a white Honda CR-V, the front license plate reading, "ORGSM"

/:)

I think that the strangest thing about me is when I cry for other people in pain...

...but not for me.

I really need to start learning Javascript. >_>

...were crap. And as of this moment, dented. Severely.

Weeks...no...at least two months of being in a what-you-may-want-to-call-an-early-mid-life crisis, I realized that my glass, which should have been at least, semi half-full, turned out to be...

...beneath half-empty.

NO MILK, EITHER.

And as I sit here, typing away on my plastic keyboard, consonant-ing away about the pivoting scale of my life, I realize that I can't sit on my fat ample ass, waiting for a miracle to happen. Because there won't be one. And joy. I found my "Purpose" just two weeks before the midterms, which makes it even harder for me to drop my subjects.

...Provided of course, if my request to shift majors was turned down.

And guess what? It wasn't. I WAS APPROVED!!!!

...Now all I have to do is sit in the corner and bite my nails wondering where I'd be going after I graduate, which won't be for another three and a half years.

And even now, I'm wondering if I want my future blockmates to call me "Ate" or not. 'Cause I so don't want that.

But, I'm happy to say, that I got to doing something better other than go with the flow. Because that's not what I should've been doing. I should've jumped up from the tube and screamed for help; to get me the hell out of Nursing. And I just had to wait until the midterms during my fourth term in the second year to do that.

And as if I don't have enough of these uncalled(but not uncouth) revelations, I get the fact that Mom wanted me to shift too!

Apparently, me and communicable diseases are in no way, compatible.

I was tough kid hanging in there back then. But I definitely can't deal with getting the measles and the mumps(and possibly, chickenpox II) if I get going with it. Nursing, that is.

So here I am, indifferent and unwilling to change my mind about what I want, approved and ready for transfer of majors, and quite...disconcerted about the amount of money that Mom spent for two years of fruitless collegiate education in the medical field.

I guess...helping...a constipated person(as in, removing the blockage collected along not just the lining of their anus but inside) wasn't my forte at all.

Granted, I know I'd do a lousy job at teaching too. Apparently, that's the main function of a nurse: to teach health care.

Yeah. Sure. I take care of myself "very well". ¬_¬

Still, I hope this milestone won't crack behind me before I can even make a new landmark. I've done about one...two...five of them along the old path. But even they weren't stable enough.

I think I know why now. It seems that I "thought" I could do well at Nursing.

And yet, I'm predictably a drop-out if I keep going like this. And I should've seen it coming before the third term.

The road won't be smooth for me from now on, but who's to say I don't have a couple of friends and a happy family behind me to support me?

Afterall, the Ruivivars have such an aptitude for computers. :)

Everyone, peace.