I was going through my posts to see if I could use anything for my Philosophy of Life for religion class (FML), and I found a post of my New Year’s Resolutions. I thought I’d repost them and see what I’ve done so far. … Honestly, it doesn’t look that good for me.
1. Pass Chemistry.
I am really happy to let everybody know that this has gone extremely well, and that I am standing with a 69% in chemistry at the moment. WOOT.
2. Get drunk and hookup with a hot chick at a party.
Well, I’ve gotten drunk a few times since New Years, but, unfortunately, I haven’t had the chance to hookup with a hot chick. Lame, right? Just a few weeks ago, actually, I worked really hard at this resolution but it just didn’t turn out. Damn boyfriends.
3. Help somebody quit smoking.
I haven’t quite gotten there, although, I’m still working on it. Hopefully, a friend of mine quits smoking by the end of the year. PRAY FOR ME.
4. Save tons of cash for school/future.
HA.
5. Beat the campaign on Call of Duty: Modern Warfare 2.
I haven’t really had any time to play COD: MW2, although I have plans to do this over the summer.
6. Lose 20 pounds.
I haven’t really had any time to lose 20 pounds, although I have plans to do this over the summer.
7. Get back in touch with an old friend.
I have done this with a couple of friends, however, the getting back in touch only involved one or two short conversations.
8. See at least three friends from Quebec.
Zero so far. Although, I’m hoping to travel to Quebec this summer and see at least Mariah.
9. Remember what it’s like to be in love.
Lucky me, a beautiful girl didn’t remind me of anything, she taught me something new.
10. Eat only three meals a day.
I don’t remember writing this, and it’s really stupid that I did. I don’t know if I’ve done this everyday since January 1st, but the odds are that I haven’t.
11. Stop eating McDonalds.
Sorry guys. Not gonna happen. Ever.
12. Buy a really cute, really expensive dress.
Grad? HERE I COME. Get this, Grad is NEXT WEEKEND. Wanna come out and see me? Buy a ticket at the school office. $5 each.
13. Get a pair of Jimmy Choo’s.
I already asked Mom. She said no.
14. Be on the Ellen DeGeneres show.
I should start a campaign, I think. I don’t think this will happen.
15. Take care of a really cute girl.
I’m still sort of working on that, hopefully she’ll let me know how I’m doing.
As you can see, I haven’t succeeded in any of these, and that really sucks. I should’ve picked things that weren’t so far fetched. Hopefully, at least a few of them will be resoluted, and when they are, I’ll let you all know! Is there anything else that I should do for a resolution? Any ideas?
This is for you, Grandma. I love you so much, and say hello to Grandpa Joe for me.
The real price of everything, what everything really costs to the man who wants to acquire it, is the toil and trouble of acquiring it.
- Adam Smith
I’m going to start off by saying: I hate social studies. I love my teacher, who is the most adorable person in the World, but really, I just hate learning, and learning, and learning about how, according to the Alberta government, liberalism is the best thing in the World and that if you have any other political belief, you are a moron. Mind you, my teacher chooses not to teach it this way, because she isn’t trying to manipulate today’s youth with her personal political beliefs. I get it, liberalism is the political ideology that Canada follows, and perhaps, in the minds of the educators in Alberta who write the textbook, it’s the political ideology that Canada should follow; but for me, I want to be taught completely true and completely non-biased information.
Today, in class, we were given three sources in which to analyze: a propaganda poster of “happy” little Soviet children hanging out with Stalin, the above quote from Adam Smith, and an image of a Soviet village with those storybook houses that all look the same. Apparently, these all have some sort of relationship with each other. I don’t get it, and do you know why I don’t get it? Because this entire course teaches that the only relationship between liberalism and Stalin’s communism is that believing in one sends you to heaven, and believing in the other sends you to hell. Let’s face it, Alberta wants us all to believe that liberalism is good, and anything else, especially extreme socialism is horrible and will doom the entire World forever.
Fairest
by Julie Hintz
Hey there Ms Mirror.
What’s that you’ve got on?
A scarf is more suited for streets,
And well that shame clashes hard with you knapsack.
Those tricky strangers
With ticking tongues
Will time bomb together:
They speak with spreading tendencies.
“She’s a clumsy poet,
With ink so close by,
When her pen and curls dance
They spill stains on the sky.”
I happen to shake
Most ideas from those bends.
They’re useless
When mopped up in chestnut brown worries.
Dead hairy coils
Can’t catch more than smoke
Or the scent of cold when it’s near.
“Her eyes aren’t just saucers;
They’re wishes; they’re lies.
When the rest of her’s lonely
The rest of her cries.”
Glass girl don’t march your facts further.
Don’t blame the lovely when I’m what’s grey.
This lump in my neck’s just too tender
Too beat or fight back.
It’s too soft to be violent but;
Can be fooled into flipping.
“Her skin is like leather
Bound tight round a pearl,
And that soul in her chest
Is a windier girl.”
I don’t believe in pointing much,
Not even I’s or fingers.
My minds been prone to so much spinning,
That parts inside can crumble,
Just like this strange erosion.
If I’m an hour
Soft smells, and pebbles,
How can you call me testy?
How would my spirit breeze on by,
If she’s old
And thus
Is resting?
“Her lengthy list of faults include:
Bad ideas, bad behavior,
And a bad attitude.”
Oh please Mirror Mirror!
Don’t stop there!
Please keep up!
How I wish you’d continue attacking.
My wit’s so dull when she’s compared
To your words poured upon my wrapping.
“And that’s how it is?
Were those your words?
Is that what you mumbled?
Is that what I heard?”
I’ve never walked so calmly,
As my back to this thin doppelganger.
Don’t hold near enough doubt
Round my throat
To feel my heart strings pulling;
Someone’s got them wrapped around
His hands from miles away.
Just call us “Mr. Mrs. Kite”
As no name can cling more sweetly
My skull’s as vacant as a jungle,
If only less protected.
Busy, busy, busy,
It all stands and turns
Too green.
“Just as a friend of yours once said:
‘You’d better not think
Or you’ll force yourself dead.’”
Feel free to comment. Positive or negative.
Not negative, because if you insult Julie Hintz,
you’re the ultimate in douche-bag,
and you’ve obviously never met her.
But, feel free to post poems of the same genre.
Come Home
by Jacqueline Brasseur
When you say you miss us, are you for real?
When you say you’ll come back soon, is that a true deal?
When you’re thinking of us, do you ever shed a tear?
When you say home, do you still mean here?
Living without you, is hard enough,
But knowing that you’re fine without us,
is just twenty times as tough.
Remember our days that would turn into nights?
Remember when “for sure”s turned into “might”s?
Remember when we stopped calling after you said goodbye?
Remember the times we promised, we’d find a way to fly?
Living without you is hard enough,
But knowing that you’re fine without us,
is just twenty times as tough.
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Or perhaps another poem of the same genre.
Honestly, the first thing that comes to mind when I hear the word “cows” is: ADORABLE. I think cows are so cute, y’know? Just with their oddly-shaped spots, and their ears and stuff. Whatever, I could be wrong.
But then again, hearing the word: “cows”, I think about my other RTM post about Dairy Products, and feel like that was really when I was at my prime and that when people hear “Random Topic”, that is the post that they are actually thinking of. I mean, I realize that I’m awesome at talking about things milk-related, but I really do think it’s time for a change.
The thing that I absolutely love about hearing the word: “cow” is the thought of my friend, Ali. Years ago, the high school I now attend did a play called: “Into The Woods”. I took this from it’s Wikipedia page:
Inspired by Bruno Bettelheim’s 1976 book, The Uses of Enchantment, the musical intertwines the plots of several Brothers Grimm fairy tales and follows them further to explore the consequences of the characters’ wishes and quests. The main characters are taken from the stories of Little Red Ridinghood, Jack and the Beanstalk, Rapunzel, and Cinderella, tied together by a more original story involving a Baker and his wife and their quest to begin a family, most likely taken from the original story of Rapunzel by the Brothers Grimm. It also includes references to several other well-known tales.
As we all know, Jack who had the beanstalk, had a cow. This cow was a role in the play I saw. This cow stole the show. She was absolutely unbelievable as a cow. She had one line that she said numerous times throughout the play. Guess what it was?
“Moo.”
Well, my dear friends, even to this day, my drama teacher always told us: “Never think that you’re part isn’t as important as anybody else’s. When Ali played the cow, you couldn’t take your eyes off of her. She stole that show.” By far, Ali as the cow taught me so much about theatre, and really, just about standing out in the crowd. Who would’ve thunk it? She had one of the least-speaking roles, and yet, in her little cow costume, with her little udder, little ears, and little spots, she stood out and took everybody’s breath away.
Ever since Ali, I have just LOVED cows.
But really, I hate what human beings DO to cows, I mean, we steal their milk from their bodies in which they could be feeding young with, and sell it for way too much money. Plus, I mean, we’ve all heard about my views on milk, but the idea that we’re stealing something from an animal like that. I just hate that. Although, it’s not really logical for me to hate that considering I love to eat steak–HEY! THAT’S ANOTHER REASON WHY I LOVE COWS.
A thank you to Megan over at SnowCoveredHills.com for this RTM post!
Goshdarnit! My life has been hectic. I mean, sure, I realize that it probably wasn’t a super good idea to invest my senior high school year in two different drama productions, work a job and still expect myself to keep up with homework. But really, high school’s a time to kick back, relax, and wait until the real world attacks you with utility bills, rent, grocery costs, and not to mention doing your own laundry.
Just in March, I was in Mexico for two weeks while being involved in both Annie and The Vagina Monologues in town, I organized Yellowknife’s Top 12 spot in Hockeyville 2010 and read The Book of Negroes, Of Mice & Men, and half of The Grapes of Wrath. And now, in April, it’s even busier! Starting tomorrow, I’m performing The Vagina Monologues with a group of fantabulous women, and starting April 15th, I have rehearsals for Annie every single day until April 28th (when the performance begins!).
Other than that, I wouldn’t exactly say FAILING, but I’d say pretty close to not succeeding at anything academic related. However, in an attempt to better my study habits, I quit one of my two jobs–it’s really not working, to be honest with you. I’m doing even LESS homework and I might as well not have any jobs because I’ve worked once in the past two months (although, I did make a badass Natural Born Killers poster for The Capitol Theatre!).
I have also helped my bro in designing his own film review blog over at Film-Know With A Bro. I did his logo as well. You guys should all check it out. Move over Ebert & Roeper, Brandon Erasmus is coming your way.
OMG. I found my dream job, but unfortunately, I am UNABLE to work there because of prior commitments. I love love love graphic design, and just wish that I could do it for a living. If only I was good enough. Hmmmmph. If anybody has any jobs for me?! Let me know!
So, basically, due to super fail lately (due to excessive theatre), blogging has been UBER FAIL. I am apologizing for this, right this moment. I will begin posting regularly, momentarily. Just as soon as I can get back up on my feet… preferably, off of a stage.
-Jacqueline
Just to start off, I’m changing the name of this segment to: SUPER LOLZ instead of WEEKLY LOLZ. I just don’t have time anymore, y’know?
"God Bless You."
This really made me laugh. I absolutely love it.
Father’s Song
by Gregory Orr
Yesterday, against admonishment,
my daughter balanced on the couch back,
fell and cut her mouth.
Because I saw it happen I know
she was not hurt, and yet
a child’s blood so red
it stops a father’s heart.
My daughter cried her tears;
I held some ice
against her lip.
That was the end of it.
Round and round: bow and kiss.
I try to teach her caution;
she tried to teach me risk.
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Positive or negative.
Or perhaps another poem of the same genre.
My Facebook got disabled. Why? Because I was sending important information to people in my Graduation class, most of whom, are not on my friends list. Facebook thought I was spamming. Hmph.
Basically, I don’t know what to do with myself right now without a Facebook account, and I hate my life.
Just to let everybody know, if you really need to contact me, my e-mail address is freality-@hotmail.com, and my Twitter is @frealityy. I really don’t know what else to tell you. :(
Just pray for me, I guess.
-Jacqueline
