myspace quiz day #25

#25. the reason you believe you're still alive today

i'm a big wussy and i don't do too many crazy things?

haha i don't know.

i was talking to a friend the other day, who is my age, who is very, extremely certain that he won't live to be 30.  i told him that was sad, and he said "you can't live like i do, drink like i do (he drinks. a lot.), drive like i do (he drives. fast.), go down the mountain like i do (he snowboards.  recklessly.), and expect to live very long."

i guess i just live... a little slower.  a little less intense.  a little more relaxed.  (in the living sense, not in the stress-free sense...)


i really hate this dumb quiz.  but i feel like i never finish anything, lately:  photo a day goal, pre-med, school....(still working on that one, don't worry), the list goes on.  so i feel like i have to.  finish it.  this quiz.  stupid quiz. 

holiday linkies. but not really.

holidays, i would just like to say:  get over yourself.  you're fun, i'll give you that.  but 2 and a half months of christmas, which is the hardest word in the english vocabulary to type?  no thanks.  1 and a half weeks would be much more preferable.  i have to get ready for my birthday, you know...

i want to do it!!   feel free to call me, telemarketers!!

awesome video, amazing song!  chancey played this album on the way to work once, and it was love at first listen.  even though i may or may not have been sleeping at the time...  (watch him when he laughs at the beginning.  i die a little everytime.  so.  fun.ny.

awesomest christmas card. ever.  from this pretty hilarious blog/tumblr? i don't know what tumblr is, exactly...

happy christmas

hope it's a good one!!

more to come...soonish.
got this thing called a job...

fun.ny.

hilarious.  just read it.  seriously.

yellow brick road. oh, and a pumkin

a loooong, looooooooooong time ago, before the snow came, there were leaves.  and they were pretty.  and i took their photo. 
also, this was around halloween.  and by around, i mean probably like october 3rd, because people are crazy with their decorations around here.  so i also took a little photo of the pumkin that was outside my building until it sunk in on itself and rotted away.

that's my car that it's leading to!!

don't ask, because i don't even know.  i think they're whiskers, but who can ever be sure these days?

mostly, it just creeped me out everytime i walked by...

myspace quiz day #24

#24.  make a playlist to someone and explain why you chose those songs

mango tree - angus and julia stone
your tester bunny - kyle andrews
oh my love - megan mccormick
the reason why my heart's in misery - lay low
white blank page - mumford & sons
long way from georgia - ryan bingham
losing you - john butler trio
orange sky - alexi murdoch
easy/lucky/free - bright eyes
sunrise - ryan bingham
lullaby - dark mean
sea of love - cat power
how to be dead - snow patrol
the artist - the hush sound
you are the best thing - ray lamontagne
she moves in secret ways - polly paulusma
go easy - patti fiasco
addicted to you - wendy wu
through the roof n underground - gogol bordello
vegetable car - joshua radin
bumpy ride - mohombi

i would give this playlist to anyone.  they're a bunch of my favorite songs, and i think that everyone needs to hear them!
the last song mostly is just catchy.

my sister: the sweetheart

the other week - during probably one of the first big snow storms, i was talking to my sister, and she thought it would be sweet to send me a picture of where she was that day.  so i sent her one of where i was
this is my picture:

 and this is her picture:

jerk.

myspace quiz day #23

#23.  something you wish you had done in your life.

i wish i had gotten a job at the beginning of the semester when people were still hiring...
now i am moneyless and jobless

picture from here

haiku:

i like thanksgiving
i am still recovering
i ate too much food

photoshoot on the side of the road

i went to casper for halloween to see one of my friends.
it was pretty fun.
on the way home, it was evening (ish), and the light was perfect, and so i stopped to take some photos

these next ones are not particularly amazing, they just make me dizzy... which is...cool, i guess.

haiku:

good music is good

i just got some new good stuff

it makes me happy

msypace quiz day #22

#22.  something you wish you hadn't done in your life.

i wish i had not...cheated at the stupidest game ever in first grade.
it was the first time i ever got in trouble.  (at school that is, i got in trouble Plenty of times at home - like when i would run away when the babysitter would Lock Me Out Of The House, and then my mommy would come home and i would still be gone - usually at the neighbors house.  but that's a story for another day...)
we were playing this stupid game in circle time and we all had to have our eyes closed and not peek (i almost spelled peek like a mountain peak!  i could not even figure out what was wrong!).
well, i am a little sister, and i know how to do sneaky things, like peek, without getting caught.  i had a lifetime (5 whole years) of practice by then.
so i peeked.
didn't even see anything.
and got caught.
i got sent back to my desk and had to put my head down (member that?) while everyone else got to play and have fun with whatever stupidness was going on.

picture from here

it was the beginning of my life of rebellion.  HAH

haiku:

don't know how to cheat.
i always look too guilty.
it's really cold out.

a lightbulb

a lightbulb for my fridge, that is.
since i have lived here (approximately one point five years), my refrigerator has not had a lightbulb.  i just thought it was too ancient to even have a fixture. 
but alas, boredom struck.
and i did some detective work.
and found that my refri (spanish) really did have a fixture. 
just no lightbulb.
hence.
the lightbulb that i got.
and then put into my kuhlschrank (german).
now there is light!!!

disclaimer:  please disregard the sodas in the bottom shelf. 

i never buy soda.  maybe at lunch or something once a month,

but never in bulk.  this was only for some Guests that i had. 

who drink soda.  but did not drink my sodas.

now i am stuck with them.  oh. no.

haiku:

i don't buy soda.

it's really bad for your teeth.

and cleans your engine.

myspace quiz day #21

#21.  scenario...your best friend is in a car accident and you got into a fight a couple of hours before.  what do you do?

feel guilty for the rest of my life. 
seriously.
if there is any guilt to be found, in anything, the smallest thing, i will find it, and my conscience will feed on it.

anyways.  whether or not we got in a fight, i would probably feel guilty for some reason, and i would probably be in the hospital the entire time, doing whatever.

picture from here

this is what came up when i google imaged "guilt"

today i like guilt.

haiku: 
(i was just going to end with "worst question. ever." and then i was like (yes, like) 'hey! a haiku line! awesome!!'):

worst question. ever.
myspace quizzes really suck.
i got a lightbulb!

i love haikus. haiku?

haikus (haiku?) are fun.  and funny.  i like them.


bzz bzz bzz bzz bzz
stop it please bees bzz bzz bzz
bzz bzz i hate you
from here

A mourning dove feeds
In a marijuana bush
And sings a high coo
from here

I thrive on chaos.
I really do -- it's just the
laundry that kills me
from here

Time flies like the wind.
Fruit flies like the banana.
Pant flies like Zipper.
from here

grandma loved tattoos

her collection was quite large
so was her glass eye

tiny toaster gnomes
burning sinister wheat bread
please pass the butter

delicious cuisine
cornbread surrounds juicy meat
hot dog on a stick

you're a pink toothbrush
and i am a blue toothbrush
have we met before?

hand sanitizer,
you smell so good, but alas
you dry out my hands.

they all stare at me
cheating in arithmatic
oh ya, i'm naked
all the rest, from here



i got a new horse
she doesn't have a name yet
we're going shopping!
by meeee!


the end.

very intense

i got this link from a different blog and it's just really...deep/intense/impressive...
enjoy...

high school valentine

i don't think i actually had one.  one time in maybe 4th grade little joey* asked me to be his valentine.  and i said yes.  and then my neighbor/best friend (if only by proximity) said that she wanted to be little joey's valentine.  so i told little joey that i wasn't going to be his valentine, because i could never hurt my friend like that.  little joey and my neighbor/best friend weren't valentines.  so because of my selflessness, no one got what they wanted! 

the end.

but i did get a lot of valentine cards.  this one came from a good/best friend. 

* names changed for the safety of our...my(?) ego/dignity/self-esteem?  something...

well, whatever - you don't get to know who little joey was!!!  and no, it didn't actually start with a 'j', you jerks!!

spaghatta nadle

don't question it.  just watch.  in order.  they are short.  and you will giggle.  and you will be happy.
pahrt wahn!
pahrt tah!
pahrt thrah!
pahrt fahr!
pahrt fahve!

myspace quiz day #20

#20.  your views on drugs and alcohol

everything in moderation.

the problem with drugs, is that some of them (most of them - i think, i can't say i'm really an expert in this area) some of them can't really be taken in moderation, and aren't made in moderation.
take meth, for example.  made out of the most random, disguisting things ever, and in serious high concentration.  try it once, and you can be seriously addicted - it messes with your system that much.

i took a drugs and behavior class for psyc a few semesters ago (heck, it could be years, i've been in school for that long...) and i learned so many weird and random things about drugs and alcohol and caffeine, which is addictive like a drug...
anyways.  so many of the classic artists, authors, philosophers, took random drugs for most of their stuff.  opium was the one i remember the most of....

i don't know.  i'm rambling, because i don't know anything about it, but i'm trying to make stuff up to sound smart...

anyways....

be cool.  stay in school.

picture from here

stats class continued...

so many memories of stats class.  i had that class with jerod, who i worked with one summer - i was on trails and he was on fire. 

the story of when i first met jerod.  i like to pronounce it juh-rod.  just a little fyi...
i had started work about two weeks before the rest of my crew, in an attempt for my mom to get rid of me and to make me suck up my...wussiness about just having my wisdom teeth taken out.  (which was Horrible, by the way)
since i started early, i was just by myself most of the time.  i had to mow the lawn alot in encampment, and so one day when i was getting ready to eat lunch, the fire guys came out to eat.  so i grabbed my lunch, which consisted of a yogurt, because i still couldn't eat, partly because of the gaping holes in my mouth, and partly because my meds (strong ones - i probably shouldn't have been operating heavy machinery - or any machinery, really) were still making me sick.  and i asked them if i could have lunch with them.  jerod looked at my yogurt and was like "um, i don't think your lunch will fit at our table, sorry." 
we were instant friends.  and it just got worse from there.

we found out we had stats together so we sat together and talked through lecture every tuesday and thursday.  i'm pretty sure our professor hated us.  when he would make his little comments about "if you can't get out of it, you might as well get into it" he would always look at us pointedly.  but it never worked. 
there were a lot of good specimens in that lecture for us to make fun of:  the head nodder, square face girl, the nose picker, the boy with beautiful locks, the list goes on.  we had a lot of fun in lecture.

since everyone always leaves early for thanksgiving break, our professor told us he would give us all extra credit if we came to class.  we had to turn in a hand turkey to prove that we were in class.  jerod and i were really excited about this, and thought that we could maybe get on our professor's good side (or maybe even just off of his, uh, shit list) if we turned in really gorgeous turkeys.  so we bought feathers and glitter and even google eyes.
everyone looked at us funny when we turned in our turkeys.  but we were proud of them.  we imagined pretz, our professor, was so impressed that he hung our turkeys on his door, to remind him for the rest of his days what dedicated students he taught. 
here are the rough drafts, before we added the glitter and feathers:
(unfortunately, i never got a picture of the final draft...)

i don't know about jerod, but it must have worked for me because i got an a in the class...suprisingly...!

myspace quiz day #19

#19.  what is your opinion of religion?

oh dear.  i don't know.  i like parts of most religions that i know anything about, and i dislike parts of most religions i know anything about. 

here is what i think: 
i think that you don't necessarily need religion to be a good person.  i think that you can have morals without religion.  in some instances, i think it's more important to have morals that to be guilted into doing the "right" thing by your religion.

i also think that some (or many, i don't really know i guess) people use religion to shoulder their blame.  as in:
"it's my fate, i can't change it"
"it's how god made me, i can't change"
and so on and so forth.
aa.  i think that is definitely a religious institution(?) that lets people push their blame onto something else.  it's a religious program to help cure alcoholism - a disease - yes, i admit it can BECOME a physiological disease and that some people are more suceptible* than others - but all the same, a disease that we bring on ourselves by drinking in the first place.

*i have no idea how to spell that word

stats class

i was going through my storage, aka parent's basement, the other day and i found all my old notes and books.  kept the books, threw out the notes (recycled even!).  but i couldn't throw my stats notes away without like a billion pictures first.  (i say like because there are many many pictures, probably close to a billion - i just can't be sure, so i have to estimate by using like)

don't ask.
to be continued...!

the weakest link

to my dear family, who may or may not be giving me christmas gifts:  i already have yours.
hahahahaha
i have to be honest, they probably did not cost this much...
but alas, i am not being greedy, i'm just helping you out!
be sure you, uh, do a little scheming with, ahem, santa, because everyone gets the same list...

anyways.

this is what i waaaaannnnttt
cooool!
not just want, but Neeeed these  like, for reals.  if you saw mine, you might pass out.  i almost do, every time my bare feet touch the icy wood floor when i'm wearing them...
beautiful (white, por favor)
waaaarm for this long, cold, cruel winter (i'm thinking beige or brown?)  it can go with these gorgeous things!

s

(so then it says "holidays", you know, for the "holidays"?)

picture from here

there are some cheaper things on my list, but you're going to have to consult me directly for those.  cheerio!

a quote to leave you with:  Normalcy pretends to look in a store window if I happen to be passing, so that it can pretend it didn't see me.

- courtesy a random blog that i sometimes read

myspace quiz day #18

#18.  your views on gay marriage

i think that love is love, and people are people.  i don't think you can tell someone that they shouldn't be able to marry someone because of their sex, and their preferences.  i kind of feel like it's a bit like telling a girl she can't marry a boy because he has brown hair. 

picture from here

friends

i was walking out to get muffin, aka my bike, to go to class, and she had a friend, so i took a picture:

myspace quiz day #17

#17.  a book you've read that changed your view on something

i just read chocolat by joanne harris (you know, the movie with johnny depp??).
very good.
very well written.
definitely a thinker.  if you've seen the movie (i didn't even know it was a book first - although most good movies are - until i ran into it accidentally at the library), then you know that a sort of witch/gypsy woman and her daughter move into this really small, conservative town in France. 
and everyone in the town is so closed-minded that it takes forever for the woman and her daughter to be accepted into the town.  and when the people finally start accepting them, the pastor of their church (it's a Very small town) still doesn't.  and he doesn't accept the gypsies who sometimes come up the river on their boat for supplies and food and business. 
and then a whole bunch of other things happen...

one thing that really made me think was that we are conditioned to believe certain things, and accept certain things, but not others, from birth.  and we get so set in our ways that a change, even one that will change things for the better, is almost incomprehensible - unacceptable.
another thing is that the person in the book who perpetuates all these issues with the gypsies and outsiders, is the pastor (father? preacher? cure`, he was called in the book) the religious head of this town.  the person who is supposed to accept and forgive...well, everything.  and it's sad to me, not that people interpret religion, but how.

anyways.
read the book.  way more in depth that the movie.  although i do like me some johnny depp!

picture from here