Tonight was CAP's Stand Up Extravaganza aka a few funny people and a whole buncha shitty jokes. Sure some of them were really entertaining, but the headliner was pathetic. There's something sad about a 45 year old man, talking to a room full of college age kids about his penis and sexual adventures and failures. Talking candidly about sex isn't one of my favorite topics, listening to a guy old enough to be my father makes it even weirder. Sorry, I'm not your average college student.
Hockey playoffs are in full swing. I can't be happier.
Good bye
4.16.2008
The Imperial Death March is stuck in my head...
The past few days I've become a bit of a bum. Out of the 5 classes I've had this week so far, I've only managed to attend one, and that's because I had an exam. The sad thing is, I didn't skip because I wanted to play in the quad or watch a movie, but I couldn't get out of bed. I've done so much sleeping these past few day, I can't be anything but sleepy. I really would like to get out of bed before 330.
In other news, apparently I am a lesbian serial killer. Let me clarify, apparently I dig women, and I also like to kill people. I'm really not sure how the term lesbian got applied to me, but according to some people, since I am left handed, I am a serial killer. Which I guess is kinda cool. Don't piss me off or I might start picking off people one by one. Hahaha I could never. I hate dead bodies too much.
Erm, tomorrow night is stand up night brought to you by CAP. I can't wait to see that. They did one in the fall and some of the comics were really fantastic. There was this one guy who was deaf in one ear, and was making jokes about interacting with him. I thought it was hilarious because I know what its like to try and talk to someone who can only hear with one ear. Most people didn't get the joke, but oh well.
Rangers won again. They lead the series 3-1 over the Devils. God I hate the Devils. They whole lot of them just need to stop playing forever, especially Brodeur. He needs to stay in his area and stop flopping around all over the ice. He keeps interfering with the game, and then gets pissed when the ref calls goalie interference on him. Its one of the few calls we get in our favor, so shut up and suck it dickface.
That is all
In other news, apparently I am a lesbian serial killer. Let me clarify, apparently I dig women, and I also like to kill people. I'm really not sure how the term lesbian got applied to me, but according to some people, since I am left handed, I am a serial killer. Which I guess is kinda cool. Don't piss me off or I might start picking off people one by one. Hahaha I could never. I hate dead bodies too much.
Erm, tomorrow night is stand up night brought to you by CAP. I can't wait to see that. They did one in the fall and some of the comics were really fantastic. There was this one guy who was deaf in one ear, and was making jokes about interacting with him. I thought it was hilarious because I know what its like to try and talk to someone who can only hear with one ear. Most people didn't get the joke, but oh well.
Rangers won again. They lead the series 3-1 over the Devils. God I hate the Devils. They whole lot of them just need to stop playing forever, especially Brodeur. He needs to stay in his area and stop flopping around all over the ice. He keeps interfering with the game, and then gets pissed when the ref calls goalie interference on him. Its one of the few calls we get in our favor, so shut up and suck it dickface.
That is all
4.15.2008
Hot child in the city, Running wild and looking pretty...
I'm embarrassed by my last post, but whatever, my life is a series of awkward and embarrassed moments strung together by uncomfortable laughter and hugs of reassurement.
Only a few more weeks until I move back home for the summer. I really can't wait. As boring as it is, I need a change from the work, classes, and people I see everyday. I'm not talking about my friends, I mean the boring people that I encounter in lectures.
When I return home, I will resume work at AAA. Oh the joys of working with people and their cars. No, I don't repair cars or tow them, I sign people up for the AAA services. Some people are so strange. One time I was answering the phones and the guy on the line's car broke down and needed a tow, but didn't want me to transfer his call to the right department because he liked the sound of my voice. Just a little creepy. Another time I was filling out paper work for a man who was signing up, and he asked me if I was from Europe. Now, my family is from Europe, but we've been here for a while, and nothing about me screams European. I'm a red blooded American. This guy was just being weird. A few times, I was hit on, which was creepy. I was working there and still a minor. Ugh, people are gross.
I'm slowly dying thanks to the lack of TV in my room. Normally I don't watch TV ever, but hockey playoffs are a bit important to me. There is nothing I rather do but sit down and watch a good game. To top it all off, its Rangers vs. Devils! I'm missing Rangers vs. Devils games because I was stupid and said I didn't want a TV. Ugh, great planning Cait. I got to see a bit Sunday night, and what a disappointment. Tyutin thought he was playing football and threw a Hail Mary down the ice. Brodure was a little bitch when Avery was dancing around in front of him. Jarg was the baby he always is when playing on days that end in Y. Wednesday is the next game, hopefully we can wrap this up and beat the Devils quickly.
Only a few more weeks until I move back home for the summer. I really can't wait. As boring as it is, I need a change from the work, classes, and people I see everyday. I'm not talking about my friends, I mean the boring people that I encounter in lectures.
When I return home, I will resume work at AAA. Oh the joys of working with people and their cars. No, I don't repair cars or tow them, I sign people up for the AAA services. Some people are so strange. One time I was answering the phones and the guy on the line's car broke down and needed a tow, but didn't want me to transfer his call to the right department because he liked the sound of my voice. Just a little creepy. Another time I was filling out paper work for a man who was signing up, and he asked me if I was from Europe. Now, my family is from Europe, but we've been here for a while, and nothing about me screams European. I'm a red blooded American. This guy was just being weird. A few times, I was hit on, which was creepy. I was working there and still a minor. Ugh, people are gross.
I'm slowly dying thanks to the lack of TV in my room. Normally I don't watch TV ever, but hockey playoffs are a bit important to me. There is nothing I rather do but sit down and watch a good game. To top it all off, its Rangers vs. Devils! I'm missing Rangers vs. Devils games because I was stupid and said I didn't want a TV. Ugh, great planning Cait. I got to see a bit Sunday night, and what a disappointment. Tyutin thought he was playing football and threw a Hail Mary down the ice. Brodure was a little bitch when Avery was dancing around in front of him. Jarg was the baby he always is when playing on days that end in Y. Wednesday is the next game, hopefully we can wrap this up and beat the Devils quickly.
4.13.2008
I'm to upset to think of a song
So apparently I'm still in high school. Even though I hated all that petty shit, you people don't see me as anything different. Do you know how much that hurts? Do you know how painful that is to hear? What am I supposed to do? Start doing keg stands and caring about asinine things? I'm sorry that I refuse to lose my childhood innocence. Just remember, that as you call me childlike, I'm the one walking home with you while drunk. I'm the one who always has money to lend, a hug to give, a stupid story to tell, or a smile. What constitutes me being childish? The fact that I don't love the world? I'm sorry that I'm not the most loving person, but I'm pretty damn sure I love all of my friends equally. Do people forget that I am a freshman, that we are going to be a little immature due to the fact that we are just out of high school? Because I am, and not only that, but I'm a lot younger than most people. Not just calendar wise, but also emotionally, mentally, sexually and I'm sorry, but that's who I am. So I suffer from unrequited love, who doesn't? They have a whole section of movies dedicated to this topic, its called romantic comedy. Granted its never as amusing as the movies, but it does exist!
Was the point of your words to make me cry? To make me feel pain? To bring me down emotionally? Because congratufuckulations, you managed it. I fee like shit, I feel like a horrible human being, and I feel like there is nothing left for me to do but cry. And I hate crying!
Fuck you and you and you ..................
Was the point of your words to make me cry? To make me feel pain? To bring me down emotionally? Because congratufuckulations, you managed it. I fee like shit, I feel like a horrible human being, and I feel like there is nothing left for me to do but cry. And I hate crying!
Fuck you and you and you ..................
4.12.2008
There's really not much to say tonight. I skipped class today to sleep, after yesterday's romp in the sun and then the elections, I was pretty tired. I went to Zipperface!!?!, again. That was funny. Sorry that the sentences are so short and cutting to the point.
Oh, a little PSA for anyone that reads this. I know that I never wear low cut tops, I really prefer my tee shirts and jeans to dresses and tank tops. Because I have powerfully persuasive friends, I decided that since the weather is nice I would change it up a bit. Sure, I got a few jokes, and a few stares, that is to be expected. But honestly, enough is enough. I'm talking to one specific person, and you know who you are, you take the groups jokes and go one step further. It is getting creepy and annoying. If you do it again, I will not only tell you to stop, but I will scream it from the top of my lungs and make sure everyone in the room sees you embarrassed, again. That is all.
You know, everyone tells me I'm a confident person, but I really don't see it. Sure, I'm friendly and I seem unshakable, but like everyone else I'm struggling. So, please don't judge me.
This does not seem like a fun blog, more of me just yelling at everyone. I wish I could think of something cute or funny to say...
PUPPIES!
Oh, a little PSA for anyone that reads this. I know that I never wear low cut tops, I really prefer my tee shirts and jeans to dresses and tank tops. Because I have powerfully persuasive friends, I decided that since the weather is nice I would change it up a bit. Sure, I got a few jokes, and a few stares, that is to be expected. But honestly, enough is enough. I'm talking to one specific person, and you know who you are, you take the groups jokes and go one step further. It is getting creepy and annoying. If you do it again, I will not only tell you to stop, but I will scream it from the top of my lungs and make sure everyone in the room sees you embarrassed, again. That is all.
You know, everyone tells me I'm a confident person, but I really don't see it. Sure, I'm friendly and I seem unshakable, but like everyone else I'm struggling. So, please don't judge me.
This does not seem like a fun blog, more of me just yelling at everyone. I wish I could think of something cute or funny to say...
PUPPIES!
4.09.2008
Say no more, mon amour, lips for kissing, baby je t'adore!
An open letter to Facebook.
My dearest time waster,
For the past few months you have helped me expand my social horizons and stunt my human interactions in one fell swoop. While it is a bittersweet situation, I never once complain, however, "In the immortal words of The Doors, 'The time to hesitate is through."," and I there for find it necessary to complain my fair weather friend.
You see, you try hard to improve yourself, allow me to block those annoying applications like Knighthood and what not. You're also very kind and let me hide things from the Stalker Feed. But, Facebook, you do fall short in the friendship department.
The newest feature, of you searching for common links between myself and people I am not friends with is a bit annoying. Most of the time I don't know these people, and the rest of the time, I don't want to be friends with these people. There was a good reason I didn't have them as my friend already, I never want to see their sorry asses again. I went through insert approprate number here years of school with them, and didn't like them then. Why would I like them now?!
Granted, you could never guess that I do not like these people, because after all you are just a programed page, but make it go away. I don't need to find these people.
So please, Facebook, do you see where I'm coming from? I don't need more friends, I'm good the way I am, hidden from the people I never want to see again.
See you soon,
Cait
**Side note, Rangers kicked ass tonight. Let's hope we can keep our shit together long enough to win this series...
My dearest time waster,
For the past few months you have helped me expand my social horizons and stunt my human interactions in one fell swoop. While it is a bittersweet situation, I never once complain, however, "In the immortal words of The Doors, 'The time to hesitate is through."," and I there for find it necessary to complain my fair weather friend.
You see, you try hard to improve yourself, allow me to block those annoying applications like Knighthood and what not. You're also very kind and let me hide things from the Stalker Feed. But, Facebook, you do fall short in the friendship department.
The newest feature, of you searching for common links between myself and people I am not friends with is a bit annoying. Most of the time I don't know these people, and the rest of the time, I don't want to be friends with these people. There was a good reason I didn't have them as my friend already, I never want to see their sorry asses again. I went through insert approprate number here years of school with them, and didn't like them then. Why would I like them now?!
Granted, you could never guess that I do not like these people, because after all you are just a programed page, but make it go away. I don't need to find these people.
So please, Facebook, do you see where I'm coming from? I don't need more friends, I'm good the way I am, hidden from the people I never want to see again.
See you soon,
Cait
**Side note, Rangers kicked ass tonight. Let's hope we can keep our shit together long enough to win this series...
A-S-S-H-O-L-E, A-S-S-H-O-L-E, I'm an AsshoOoOoOle
So I'm at a loss of things to write about in this entry. I've pretty much locked myself away studying for my exams this week. One down, one more to go. Today's exam took 30 minutes to get to, and 10 minutes to take. That was fun. Tomorrow's exam fucks up my night because I wanted to go see Quaint Little Coffee Shop perform, but now I need to study so I can pass this damn class. I didn't get much sleep last night, but it was actually a good thing. I got to stay up to talk to Taylor which was a dream come true. There's nothing really to say about Taylor because he makes me sound all sappy and girl-y which is what I try to avoid, but he makes life good.
Tonight is the opening game of the Rangers/Devils playoff series. I really can't wait. This is my logic. The Rangers were able to beat the Devils 7 out of 8 games, and they had all their victories in the first 7. That means, they will win the first 3 games, and then they would have won the first series. Devils would go home, and I would be one step closer to happiness. Yes, my logic does not make sense, but who fucking care?! It MY blog, therefore MY logic.
Tonight is the opening game of the Rangers/Devils playoff series. I really can't wait. This is my logic. The Rangers were able to beat the Devils 7 out of 8 games, and they had all their victories in the first 7. That means, they will win the first 3 games, and then they would have won the first series. Devils would go home, and I would be one step closer to happiness. Yes, my logic does not make sense, but who fucking care?! It MY blog, therefore MY logic.
Come Monday, It'll be alright...
I'm not mad or upset, or even hurt. I just wish that Facebook wasn't the one to tell me and that I didn't waste $35 in the process.
That's all for now.
Two exams and too much stress consumes me.
That's all for now.
Two exams and too much stress consumes me.
4.07.2008
Keeping my eyes open, I cannot afford to sleep....
There are very few times in my life that I'm unhappy about being single, but for once i wish i just had someone that i could collapse into their arms. Being single gives me this freedom of just changing my mind or plans at the drop of a hat, and I lose that with a relationship. Sometime I just want to be a shut in, and I'd feel guilty if I was in a relationship and constantly wanted to do that. But lately, at the end of the day, all I want to do is hug someone, and while I have the greatest friends who I know are always there for me, there's something that can't be given to you through just friendship. And I hate being all emo-y. I try so hard to always smile, and even though I am frequently negative, I really do enjoy life and what is going on around me. This is so rambly and nonsensical, I give up trying to type.
I'm wrapped in yards of fabric, rather than your arms....
I'm wrapped in yards of fabric, rather than your arms....
You can't start a fire without a spark....
I lost my post it note that reminds me to blog, so sorry for the delay all 3 of you that read my blog.
This weekend I saw Zipperface, twice, and it was hilarious. Right down to the little Hair reference at the end of the one scene. I'm so going back next weekend.
I hate Jagr, just needed to say that. No more hockey today, little pissed at the fact that they lost against the Devils, after beating them 7 other times this season.
This summer I'll be back at AAA, oh joy! Oh rapture (that should be read with heavy sarcasm)! Its a very boring job with nothing to do but bug my coworkers, not really my kind of fun.
As of last night, I have seen Empire Records 30 times in the past month. My life is sad.
This militant bitch in one of my classes, who was so pro-education that she scared the shit out of me, announced today that she was dropping out of school and going to work at her local bank branch because school was boring her. Is it possible to have a midlife crisis at 18 (or maybe she's 19, I really didn't care) and not die at 36? Who knows...
Okay, now to the point of this entry. The other day in class we were discussing defining moments in people's lives. How one act, whether positive or negative, could solidify you and your entire existence. This ended up scaring the crap out of me. Let me elaborate.
The two examples given were bland and really didn't affect me much, however there are a few out there that do make me worry.
Case #1: Orenthal James "O. J." Simpson, he is known to my generation as the man that got away with murder. Who knows if he did or didn't commit those crimes, that's not the purpose of me discussing him. Prior to 1994, OJ Simpson was known for so many accomplishments. From 1969-1979, he had a remarkable career as a running back for the Buffalo Bills and the San Francisco 49ers. After Simpson's retirement, he went on to broadcasting, commercials, his own production company, acting gigs, hosting Saturday Night Live, and being part of the Naked Gun trilogy with Leslie Nealson. All of these things are now null and void. You ask any teenage who OJ Simpson is, the majority of them will respond with that guy with the white Bronco who killed his wife and friend. Now, I'm not saying he deserves sympathy, but that one act wiped his slate clear, making him remembered only for his life post-1994.
Case #2: William Joseph "Bill" Buckner, the man who helped the Red Sox continue their curse. This was the man who let a little ground ball to first base roll through his legs, allowing Mookie Wilson to get on first and a runner to score, forcing the Red Sox and Mets to go to game 7, in which the Mets defeated Boston. Every time Buckner is brought up, people cringe at his memory, but this is so inaccurate. This man's accomplishments in the game of baseball are, well, impressive:
Case #3: Michael Joseph Jackson, The Gloved One. Sure, I can't stand his music, but you have to admit, he was very influential. He helped shape the music of the 70's, 80's and 90's. Not many musicians can say that and not even be 50. There really is not point in elaborating of what he is now famous for instead of his music. I only added him because my first two examples are sports based, and not everyone is a passionate about that topic as I am.
But the point of all this is that these men did so many things in their lives, but are now remembered, for embarrassing or incriminating actions. Who's to say we are immune to this fate? Will I be remembered at a sarcastic, negative bitch, or will I be remembered for something worse? Do I have a chance of being known for good rather than evil? It's too much stress to think about something like that, because there is nothing you can do to change it. Life is life, so many times you can't predict outcomes because there are so many other variables.
Time for sleep...
This weekend I saw Zipperface, twice, and it was hilarious. Right down to the little Hair reference at the end of the one scene. I'm so going back next weekend.
I hate Jagr, just needed to say that. No more hockey today, little pissed at the fact that they lost against the Devils, after beating them 7 other times this season.
This summer I'll be back at AAA, oh joy! Oh rapture (that should be read with heavy sarcasm)! Its a very boring job with nothing to do but bug my coworkers, not really my kind of fun.
As of last night, I have seen Empire Records 30 times in the past month. My life is sad.
This militant bitch in one of my classes, who was so pro-education that she scared the shit out of me, announced today that she was dropping out of school and going to work at her local bank branch because school was boring her. Is it possible to have a midlife crisis at 18 (or maybe she's 19, I really didn't care) and not die at 36? Who knows...
Okay, now to the point of this entry. The other day in class we were discussing defining moments in people's lives. How one act, whether positive or negative, could solidify you and your entire existence. This ended up scaring the crap out of me. Let me elaborate.
The two examples given were bland and really didn't affect me much, however there are a few out there that do make me worry.
Case #1: Orenthal James "O. J." Simpson, he is known to my generation as the man that got away with murder. Who knows if he did or didn't commit those crimes, that's not the purpose of me discussing him. Prior to 1994, OJ Simpson was known for so many accomplishments. From 1969-1979, he had a remarkable career as a running back for the Buffalo Bills and the San Francisco 49ers. After Simpson's retirement, he went on to broadcasting, commercials, his own production company, acting gigs, hosting Saturday Night Live, and being part of the Naked Gun trilogy with Leslie Nealson. All of these things are now null and void. You ask any teenage who OJ Simpson is, the majority of them will respond with that guy with the white Bronco who killed his wife and friend. Now, I'm not saying he deserves sympathy, but that one act wiped his slate clear, making him remembered only for his life post-1994.
Case #2: William Joseph "Bill" Buckner, the man who helped the Red Sox continue their curse. This was the man who let a little ground ball to first base roll through his legs, allowing Mookie Wilson to get on first and a runner to score, forcing the Red Sox and Mets to go to game 7, in which the Mets defeated Boston. Every time Buckner is brought up, people cringe at his memory, but this is so inaccurate. This man's accomplishments in the game of baseball are, well, impressive:
- National League pennant: 1974
- American League pennant: 1986
- All-Star (NL): 1981
- Led National League in batting average (.324) in 1980
- Led National League in At Bats per Strikeout in 1980 (32.1), 1982 (25.3), 1985 (18.7) and 1986 (25.2)
- Led National League in Doubles in 1981 (35) and 1983 (38)
- Led National League in At Bats (657) and Singles (147) in 1982
Case #3: Michael Joseph Jackson, The Gloved One. Sure, I can't stand his music, but you have to admit, he was very influential. He helped shape the music of the 70's, 80's and 90's. Not many musicians can say that and not even be 50. There really is not point in elaborating of what he is now famous for instead of his music. I only added him because my first two examples are sports based, and not everyone is a passionate about that topic as I am.
But the point of all this is that these men did so many things in their lives, but are now remembered, for embarrassing or incriminating actions. Who's to say we are immune to this fate? Will I be remembered at a sarcastic, negative bitch, or will I be remembered for something worse? Do I have a chance of being known for good rather than evil? It's too much stress to think about something like that, because there is nothing you can do to change it. Life is life, so many times you can't predict outcomes because there are so many other variables.
Time for sleep...
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