Tuesday, October 23, 2012

A Rather Short Post

Sometimes I really don't know how to react towards certain situations. And even with my best intentions or in a joking manner, I end up being insensitive.

Other than the fact that I could very possibly have a rather low EQ, I simply am unable to comprehend the atmosphere of a place and tend to blurt out things on impulse. This makes me an ridiculously insensitve bumbling idiot.

I can imagine myself rolling down a flight of stairs while wearing a t-shirt that says "Ridiculously Insensitive".

I like Chinese paintings. It looks very pretty and delicate yet very grand and majestic in a way. I really liked the Chinese painting course that we had in Art class in Primary.

Oh anyway, back to what I wanted to write about before I got distracted by Chinese paintings and fruit juice, I am reminded of the awfully insensitive words I tend to blurt out.

And sometimes I wonder whether that's what makes people so angry or upset with me.

Is that the reason or am I just missing the real point of everything?

Hmm, either way, I guess I do have the potential or am actually a rather mean and horrid person without realising it.

Well, I have tried apologising or trying to cover up before but I just make things worse at times.

So therefore, I shall use the following paragraph to convey my intentions and sincerity on making up for my stupidity.


Sorry Sorry Sorry Sorry Sorry Sorry Sorry Sorry Sorry Sory Sorry Sorry Sorry Sorry Sorry Sorry Sorry Sorry Sorry Sorry Sorry Sorry Sorry Sorry Sorry Sorry Sorry Sorry Sorry Sorry Sorry Sorry Sorry Sorry Sorry Sorry Sorry Sorry Sorry Sorry Sorry Sorry Sorry Sorry Sorry Sorry Sorry Sorry Sorry Sorry Sorry Sorry Sorry Sorry Sorry Sorry Sorry Sorry Sorry Sorry Sorry Sorry Sorry Sorry Sorry Sorry Sorry Sorry Sorry Sorry Sorry Sorry Sorry Sorry Sorry Sorry Sorry Sorry Sorry Sorry Sorry Sorry Sorry Sorry Sorry.

Well, sorry for being a bumbling impulsive idiot.

Anyway, I thought that I would be an expert in typing out "Sorry" by line 3 but it seems that I even made a mistake on the last "Sorry". I shall have to brush up on my typing of "Sorry" skills and then I can type even more.

I suppose you could consider this post a rather sad one but then again I feel that an apology is needed.

But no matter what I do, things just keep on bothering me.

Maybe I should just stop apologising before things get worse.

Oh look at me writing my emotions down on this blog, it won't be long before I crack and end up explaining what's been bugging me.

But I suppose I shan't, I really don't want to. I shall now walk out of my room in which I am currently surrounded by pale white walls that seem to stain with a ghastly yellow with age.

Then I shall appreciate the good things that sometimes balance out the bad.

Well, for one, this post isn't as short as I thought.

And I haven't even walked out of the room yet, fancy that.

Tuesday, October 16, 2012

That Doesn't Solve Anything

On the bright side, there is nothing to solve.

Except for this puzzle game I found in my drawer.

So anyway, as this is a blog which is a web log which is really suppose to be a web diary but I don't really use it for that reason sometimes, I have decided to write a little about today's events, hooray.

Look, that was a unintentionally long sentence that makes only a little sense!

I got back some of my examination papers today. It's pretty awful considering the fact it's all 'B's and then a 'C'. I'm getting back the rest of them tomorrow and if I'm lucky, I might just get a nice(sarcasm) long rows of 'B's and a little 'C' here and there.

Before I slam my head against the desk which is calling out to me, I must tell myself not to worry so much about the results but rather learn from the wonderful(sarcasm, again)mistakes I have made in my papers.

I am now free to slam my head against the desk.

However, I would advise you not to follow my example seeing how you have not hired a stunt double like I did.

Unfortunately, my stunt double happens to be myself from a parallel universe whose life is pretty much the same except she has a different calculator.

Oww...stunt double me, don't hit too hard. I can feel the pain too you know?

For the rest of this blog post, I shall just copy some parts from my notebook which I use as a journal  in and then edit it a little and type it out in this white typing-typy-type box.

Fantastic.

That reminds me, I bought my first Betty Crocker product on my way home from school last Wednesday!

It's actually a Betty Crocker Pancake Mix(Just Add Water!).


Looks promising...

I tried making them but they came out really messy(aka nothing like the picture on the box) and I accidentally made tons of them.


The first pancake!

That afternoon, I had stuffed myself with so many pancakes that I felt sick and didn't want anymore pancakes.

Perhaps this is due to the absence of maple syrup?

I shall buy some to go with the next batch of pancakes I make.

Sounds like a good plan.

On Thursday, I had a Kirby Day in which I spent four or so hours hunched over my brother's tiny laptop to play Kirby's Dream Land. As much I hate admitting this but thank you Gamefaqs for saving my lack of skills again.

Other than the huge blast of nostalgia I had over the weekends, an hour of Dead Space(which involves yelling at the screen), an attempt at learning to play the theme song from Halloween(the movie, Michael Myers anyone?) and going on to the next stage in Spore, I would say that my weekend was spent rather wisely(HOMESTUCK!).

I have just realised that I intended to copy parts of my journal to be in this post but ended up just reading through the entries and rewriting them completely for the sake of this post.

Silly me. But it is rather therapeutic typing again.

And about the matter that has been bothering me for some time now, I think I'm ready to let go of it. Honestly, it's a real relief.

I was really tempted to just fill this whole blog post with youtube video after video as a way of showing you what I've been up to recently other than what I described in the paragraphs above.

If you must know, I've been listening to Mindy Gledhill(I should post a song below?) and watching the episodes of Yu-Gi-Oh The Abridged Series that I've missed(Gee, I can't believe I missed a couple!).

It's kind of been driving me up the wall lately, the fact that there's people who need help but I don't know how to help people because I usually make things worse.Therefore, I can only smile and talk about random things because that's the only thing I can do for now.

I don't really know what else to tell you (or anyone who is actually reading this blog) but I guess I'll just add a little video to this post.

It's a confuzzling Tuesday, isn't it?



Thursday, October 4, 2012

Idiosyncratic Tendencies

In which I am unable to describe my current mood and decide to make a blog post with title that contains one of my favourite words. I like the way idiosyncratic sounds.

Like idio-syn-cratic.

To be honest, something has been bugging me for a long time. I don't think I'll ever post the problem here but I guess what I can say is that you don't remember how much you've missed something till you miss it again.

And again.




And again.







Again.


On a completely materialistic note, I've gotten myself a new pair of glasses! The challenge was to find the strangest pair of glasses that no one would buy. At least I won't miss this pair when someone steps on it again.

There's a lot of uses for the word "again" isn't there?

The History examination was today. I think History holds one fascinating fact that we constantly make mistakes and we are always reminded of it even in the form of a school textbook.

Come to think of it, my blog posts seem to have changed so much. If you check the first few posts of this blog, they were much more materialistic and had a rather cheerful tone.

But as you read towards the present they get more depressing.

Or at least less cheerful.

The posts now drip with boredom. You can almost hear a tired voice seeping through the pages of the blog in a vein-like pattern that spreads out.

I have no understanding of the things I type these days, honestly.