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Apr. 2nd, 2009

Angela

World Religion

I love my world religion class. Except for today. Today we focused on Evangelicalism and one of the focus locations? Appalachia! Right in the heart of where I'm from.

I watched in agony as the video displayed people that looked like they were being possessed by demons, running up and down the aisles, eerily bowing at the alter and shouting broken prayer and then remembered why I am not of the Christian faith. I want to believe in something that doesn't represent a cult. kthxbai.

Sorry if this offends anyone.

Mar. 31st, 2009

Angela

PMS

This is a warning:

I am fed up with a number of things, great and small, today. Do not expect me to be chipper and normal and if I offend you, I'm sorry.

Thank you.

Mar. 30th, 2009

Angela

Fantasize

In a rather boring class, saaaay Robots, what if a bird had a schizo moment and decided to dive and attack the front classroom window. The impact shatters the thin glass and the psychotic bird lands next to a computer and diet coke. The professor, an old man, is stunned and has a heart attack, but not dying. Just bad enough to be hospitalized for one month. It just so happens this one month is the last of the semester. Presentations and essays are all cancelled due to this courageous kamikazi of nature. END.

Mar. 27th, 2009

Angela

Hodge Commentary

So I feel like writing commentary on today's Robot lesson.

Who is creating robots?

Your mom, corporations, the military mythbusters, and bored high school students.

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Okay, Hodge, there is not a reason in the world you should get louder. You are still monotone. Volume can't help you, sir.

In my head: Don't stop belieeeeving! Aaaaarabian Niiiiiiiiights like Arabian Daaaaaaays more often than not are hotter than hot in a lot of good waaaaays.

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There is a robot riding a whale on the board. It looks like a horrible Free Willy sequel.

Rachel is rather snarky today, major kudos.

Miah is nomming on her Quaker snacks.

Hmmm...hearing aids. I should look into that. It seems I cannot hear in this class.
 

Who is creating cyborgs? Doctors. No shit.

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OMG Hodge laughed! A sign of emotion!

Ooookay. Riva - Gold star if you know who Riva is! Shira's mother! (Huh, I knew that.)
We should all know everything. Well, some people think they DO know everything.

Shit, who is texting me? Mom. Hi, Baby! ... Not that I'm in class or anything.

Why does education have to continue? Knowledge is power, dumbass.

I'd be okay if class only met once a month.

Okay there is an object next to the whale. Wtf is that? It looks like a spoon with the depth piece at both ends. WTH? I want ice cream and cereal..I'll have both! AT THE SAME TIME!

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There's a parking spot. If I wanted a parking spot outside of this building, it would not be there. If I ran out and got my car right now, that spot would not be there by the time I got back.

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"I was created as a Jew." - Hodge with a yarmulke would be interesting. I imagine him citing Jewish prayer in interesting monotone/attempt to not be monotone ways.

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Checked Facebook. Uninteresting.

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Something about superior beings.

Smart guy next to me talking. No idea what he said.

Is Hodge a robot?

I don't think I will LJ cut this just to WE'RE IN BIG TROUBLE AREN'T WE? ... wth Hodge. I had a thought there.
Anyway, I may not LJ cut this just for the simple fact that this will beautifully take up my page and just be obnoxiously long.

What is a stimmie?
Stimulus check? Checks are good.

There are a bunch of Mexicans on a crane. They don't look like they know what they're doing.
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It's going to rain. I hope Skylar is ready to go at 4. I really don't want to be home late.

Stimmies are popular among the people of the glop. I read about that. heh.

Silver car took that spot. Told you.

Hmm..what kind of presentation should I do for this class? There's a paper due in ONE MONTH! ... I'll do it this weekend. Bleh.

I want a rabbit named Rabbi.

Ecstasy? He emphasizes the oddest things.

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Huh...he makes a good point. Everytime someone is born, the world is a little different.

The guy in the corner has his shirt raised a little. His stomach is gross.

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Aww cute little security car. ^_^

I feel nervous for some reason. Wth? Why am I biting my nails?

Hmm...I did kind of have that weird breakdown last night. Possibly aftermath.

It's getting darker. When class lets out, I bet it will rain.

Diet coke. Fresh diet coke.

Huh. Social dance is at 1 on Mondays and Wednesdays next semester. SOOO tempted to take it!

So much to pack and I need a nap before driving. Is that impending rain? Of course it is. TROLLEY!

I think Hodge has given up on the idea that we are a discussing type class.

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In my head: "Oh the times they are a changing.....*harmonica*"

1:40. Ten minutes. Come on weekend. How is it you manage to come slower when needed? Asshole.

I think I will hang out with Michael at some point this weekend. I need a good waltz partner. It's been so long since I danced.

From a certain angle, Hodge's tie looks almost 3D. hmm...it has my attention.

Okay Miss Sorority with the VW convertable bug with the top down. It's about to rain, dumbass.

People are getting their books out. I should make an effort.

Ow ow ow pain in head.

I like Miah's Evanescence wallpaper on her computer. It makes me smile.

In my head: "Come gather round people, wherever you roam and admit that the waters around you have grown."

If I keep reminding Skylar of 4 p.m., perhaps we won't leave a moment later.

There goes stupid convertable girl. At this point, I hope it pours on her suddenly. I'm a horrible person. This is what I get for sitting next to the window....

I want chocolate...hmm...dessert for lunch? YES! If anything decent is available....

In my head: "BOOOOORN TO BE WIIIIIIILD! "

Ow cramp.

I think I will get dessert, nap for an hour, shove things into a big ass tote, and drive like hell to Guilford. I hope Skylar doesn't mind drive thru for dinner!

ONE MINUTE!!!!! Time to post and shut down. Thank you and goodbye!


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Mar. 26th, 2009

Angela

Proposed Fall Schedule

Monday, Wednesday, Friday

Writing for the Media 10-10:50
Self and Society in Literature 2-3:15 (Monday, Wednesday only)

Tuesday, Thursday

Mediated Communications Systems 9:30-10:45
Arabic 12:30-1:45
Social Ethics 2-3:15

Woo hoo for being done at 11 on Fridays!

Mar. 24th, 2009

Angela

Love Story

I absolutely cannot stand this song for crushing the hopes small children who seem to think love is just like in fairy tales. I am about to dissect this word for effing word.

Love Story by Taylor Swift
Commentary by Tiffany Bass in parenthesis



We were both young when I first saw you
I close my eyes
And the flashback starts
I'm standing there
On a balcony in summer air (okay, I actually like the imagery. It reminds me of my grandmother. She was pregnant and married at fifteen. ^_^)

See the lights
See the party, the ball gowns (Oh crap, I sense profuse fiction)
I see you make your way through the crowd
And say hello, little did I know (Okay, when someone goes out of their way to creep you, that's not love. That's a felony.)

That you were Romeo, you were throwing pebbles (Pebbles? Isn't that violence against women no matter the rock size?)
And my daddy said stay away from Juliet (See? Even your dad hates him.)
And I was crying on the staircase
Begging you please don't go, and I said (Stupid women just victimize themselves. Take Rihanna for example....)

Romeo take me somewhere we can be alone (You want to be alone with a stalker, woman hating freak?)
I'll be waiting all there's left to do is run (Run with him, or FROM him?)
You'll be the prince and I'll be the princess (Okay honey, even I want to be a princess, but not to be tied to a guy.)
It's a love story baby just say yes (This is the most twisted love story I have ever encountered)

So I sneak out to the garden to see you (Take a rifle, babe!)
We keep quiet 'cause we're dead if they knew (You're dead anyway if this keeps up!)
So close your eyes
Escape this town for a little while (Not a bad line, doesn't work for this song though.)

'Cause you were Romeo, I was a scarlet letter (Scarlet letter? Good grief pick your story and stick with it. Either Shakespeare or Hawthorne. NOT BOTH!)
And my daddy said stay away from Juliet (If you would listen to him, you wouldn't have issues.)
But you were everything to me (You must not have had much before him!)
I was begging you please don't go and I said

Romeo take me somewhere we can be alone (Love story turned death story waiting to happen)
I'll be waiting all there's left to do is run (Run FROM him, like I said!)
You'll be the prince and I'll be the princess (You shouldn't be in line to run a country. You are one of the most idiotic individuals from what I can tell. )
It's a love story baby just say yes (Now you're torturing him? This cannot possibly be a healthy relationship. Counseling?)

Romeo save me, they try to tell me how to feel (LISTEN!)
This love is difficult, but it's real (Difficult doesn't even begin to cover it)
Don't be afraid, we'll make it out of this mess (You should be the one that's afraid!)
It's a love story baby just say yes
Oh oh (oh oh? Those are not sex sounds. Those are sounds of torture. I'd go more with OW OW)

I got tired of waiting (Because he isn't going to call you. You're too easy!)
Wondering if you were ever coming around (Take it as a good thing he isn't!)
My faith in you is fading (Because you aren't meant to be!)
When I met you on the outskirts of town, and I said (You aren't getting the hint are you?)

Romeo save me I've been feeling so alone (Okay Rapunzel, lock yourself up and learn what alone REALLY is!)
I keep waiting for you but you never come (Stop being vulnerable. It gets old)
Is this in my head? I don't know what to think (Yes, it's in your head because you are a mental basketcase. Really should consider locking yourself up in that tower!)
He knelt to the ground and pulled out a ring (Oh good grief! THIS DOES NOT HAPPEN!)

And said, marry me Juliet (Of course he did. He wants a punching bag for life.)
You'll never have to be alone (You're better off alone!)
I love you and that's all I really know (Uh huh...Chris Brown loved Rihanna, My cousin loved her husband, My ex loved me....)
I talked to your dad, go pick out a white dress (Demanding much?)
It's a love story baby just say yes (OH this is a South Asian marriage? That makes more sense.)

Oh, oh, oh, oh
'Cause we were both young when I first saw you (That explains a lot. Young and stupid.)

Mar. 23rd, 2009

Angela

Writer's Block: Things You Don't Want to Know

If you knew that a friend's significant other was cheating on him or her, would you tell your friend the truth or keep it to yourself?


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How could I even think to call myself that person's friend if I didn't tell them they were the victim of such a wrongdoing? Of course I would speak up about it. I'd want someone to tell me.
Angela

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I envy individuals that have the ability to draw and paint. Recently, I have had a series of images in my head that I have been dying to put on paper, but I don't have the talent to do so.

This started a few months ago when I met my friend Alan Rhodes. He introduced me to the song "Such Great Heights" by Iron and Wine.

I have been attempting to put it on paper in words, but it still cannot paint the picture I like.

I feel in such a block. UGH!

Mar. 12th, 2009

Angela

Travel Catch Up!

Okay, so my sincere apologies for lack of journaling on vacation. Internet prices are ridiculous in DC!

I'm back home now. Free Internet again! w00t!

So basically, we went to some Smithsonians, Washington Monument, Capital Building, and the White House where they were having a press conference. I have a picture of some important looking people behind bushes. =D

Also, they were filming the movie "Salt." It comes out in 2010 and I actually saw Angelina Jolie! I tried to get a picture, but the make up person slammed the door in my face. =/ OH WELL! I have a nice picture of the trailor!

After another day of being tourists, we retired to the ever lovely and expensive hotel. Mom ordered room service, dad and I went to this Irish pub called Murphey's.

I think Murphey's was my favorite part of the entire trip. The pub had SO much character. You walked in and everything was green with clovers. The waitresses were tough and had your food and drinks in minutes with little to no conversation. My dad and I were the only ones that ordered food and the room smelled of beer and faint cigars. The guys next to us were loud, but for once, I didn't mind. I sat and listened to their stories of work, family, and crazy happenings. Then, a band started to play, and I recognized the song "Galway Girl." I hated to leave, and I most certainly plan to return there!

Next day, (yesterday) we were going to visit Arlington Cemetary where my cousin is buried, but didn't quite have the time so we went to IHOP. I ordered my usual buttermilk pancakes with a glass of milk and the waiter was such a cool guy. He was like : "That's it? Don't you want a smiley face?" My pancakes came back with a whipped cream smiley face, strawberry nose and chocolate chip moustache. It was the greatest, and tastiest thing ever. We tipped him well.

After, we drove and drove and drove and drove and drove and drove.... and drove and drove. I will never forget coming into Bristol Tennessee where we stpped at a Golden Corral. I knew I was back in the south when over the intercom I heard: "Can I have your attention please? I would like to wish Weasel a happy birthday! HAPPY BIRTHDAY WEASEL!" It brought a smile to my face.

I'm glad to be home. I can only take so much of my family at a time, especially in a car. I have decided to get my pilot's license this summer (hopefully!) and start a web comic with my friend Jessica, starring Weasel and Zug. ^_^

Mar. 9th, 2009

Angela

Writer's Block: Almost Famous

What celebrity do you think looks like you? What celebrity do other people say you look like?


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Okay, I only really do Writer's Block when it has something interesting or pertains to an interesting story I have. This one brings up a few good ones that I feel need to be told.

Story One: Upward Bound summer 2005. My new roommate Sierra and I have just moved in and are getting to know each other as well as the other people in the hall. Each week, a TM group would go by and do chores such as vacuuming, picking up trash, and taking trash from rooms to the dumpster. This first day, a girl whom makes herself unforgettable to this day, comes by our door asking for trash and the first thing she ever says to me is: "OH MY GOD! YOU LOOK JUST LIKE CHRISTINA RICCI!" and I was stunned. No one had compared me to a celebrity before and this apparently started a trend.

Story Two: A couple of months later, I got a job working at Ingles Video Dept. I walked over to the deli on my break one day and the incredibly nice lady takes my order without looking up. She places my food on the counter and after seeing me for the first time says: "My goodness! You look like that girl that plays Wednesday Adams! Ooooh what is her name?" Having heard this from before, I said: "You mean Christina Ricci?" and yes, that was the one.

Story Three: This one happened about a month ago actually! It had been at least three years since I had been referred to as a Ricci look-a-like, so this one caught me off guard. I was home from college working a weekend at Ingles to have a bit of extra money in my pocket when this lady comes in to set up an account. She obviously wasn't a local, so I helped her find some movies, tell her things to do around the area, etc. etc. After she purchases a couple of films, we chat for a bit, and she says: "You know, I have been trying to place who you look like and it's finally hit me! Christina Ricci!" I smiled, remembering the girl in Upward Bound and the woman in the deli and just said, "Yeah, I've heard that one before!" Amazing how something like that can bring a rush of memories. *sigh* I wish I could be in high school again sometimes and do things different, but alas, this Ricci look-a-like has started fresh and wouldn't change anything now.
Angela

Days 2 and 3


Alright, here's day 2 in a nutshell:

Morning-1 p.m.: Parents decide to get lost and not follow my specific directions resulting in all around angst.
1 p.m. - 5 p.m.: Check into hotel after a loooong day of fighting.
5-10 p.m.: Food and bed + a ten dollar Internet charge. WTF?

Day 3:
Much better outlook! Got on the shuttle around noon and caught the subway at Reagan Airport. Found the Washington Memorial and Smithsonian Museums. We first went to the Museum of Natural History. OH MY GOODNESS! I loved it! They have this amazing exhibit on African culture that I could have spent years in, but a school group came in shouting and such so I wandered upstairs to gems and minerals where they had the Hope Diamond and Marie Antoinette's diamond earrings. Kampert said he would call upon his Russian mafia to gather these items for me. =P Wonderful, eh? More things in Natural history included, a good and surprisingly cool exhibit on the uses of soil...sounds so boring, but it was cool! A freaking awesome room of dinosaurs and fossils, oceans including a giant squid, which I think should have appeared in the Watchmen film...but whatever, and some fishies among exhibits on Western culture and other cultures from around the globe.

After, we went to the Smithsonian on Air and Space. We ate lunch there, then dad and I did this space simulation thing which gave you a tour of the planets while seemingly riding a roller coaster. After, my parents and I split off and they went to the Kitty Hawk section while I viewed women in air history and was totally FUMED they didn't include Amelia Earheart. *angst* So amidst my searching for some memory of Amelia, they announced their closing, so I must continue this search tomorrow. 

Finally, we roamed the city a bit, found the capital building and where Matt Parkman was about to become a suicide bomber, Mr. Ulysses Grant whose horse's ass was bigger then Mr. Grant himself. It was SUCH a gorgeous city. No wonder it's so expensive to live there.  

Alas, I am back in the hotel, using another $10 for Internet. I just watched Heroes with the girlies, Caitlin and Miah, via chat. If you have not read this, I will link you to our conversation or you can just go to Miah's LiveJournal. Good times, good times. =)
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Mar. 8th, 2009

Angela

Travel

So, for the remainder of Spring Break, LJ is going to become my travel journal.

Day 1: March 7, 2009

I wake up in McEwen 324 and immediately take advantage of the fact that there's only one other person on the hall. The bathroom had just been cleaned and bleached and I took an amazing, uninterrupted 30 minute shower. This was nice. Later, Rachel, Heather, and I left around noon on our journey to the epic Ok Go concert.

On the road, I had this extreme feeling of spring fever. I think I still have a bit of it left. It was driving me INSANE, just being on the road, thinking about love and having this overpowering urge of the need to be creative. (Why couldn't I have felt creative and productive mid-term week? WHY?) And I had no journal, no way to log onto LJ, and ultimately, no way of expressing myself. I put in my iPod headphones and napped a bit, but alas, I still felt amazingly trapped. Soon after, I come across my camera and start taking pics of the open road, which in a flying car were not good, but it was certainly a start . Then, Heather broke out her camera and it led to her taking photos of signs with funny names. I thought of my own project, attempting to collect pictures of a license plate from every state and create a collage of America, complete with important landmarks, and such. I don't know, the idea is in the works.

Eventually, we got to Maryland, where Rachel's epic fail GPS led us to this gas station in the ghetto. I joke about "being in the ghetto" and such, but when people actually glare and stare at you for being a flourescent comparison to the mid-day sun, it gets kind of creepy. After, from a distance, I saw the Capitol Building and Washington Monument and started getting that feeling I get when I travel. The feeling like I belong somewhere.

Finally, after much traffic and driving ordeals, we arrive at the glorious Recher Theater in downtown Towson on York Ave. The three of us are in line just around the corner for a good long while listening to the guy behind us talk about the ideas of skinny pants and a couple in front of us who couldn't move 3 centimeters without having a snuggle fest. I understand being close to someone, but jeez. Let go!

Anyway, finally we get into the doors, pee, buy hoodies and t-shirts, and the first band, Oppenheimer enters the stage. A quirky band that used keyboard, robot voices, and drums out of Belfast, Ireland. Very unique. After, Long Wave came to the stage with their charismatic music and a lead singer that reminded me of the All-American Rejects....

THEN WOO HOO!!!! Ok Go comes out! It was amazing! They threw tambourines to the crowd and performed their song "What to Do" on handbells. I have a humongous amount of pictures and videos to be shared at some point in time. It was amazing to be able to almost reach out and touch them. SQUEEE!

So afterwards, we make it back to the parking garage and our hotel, check in, order food and crash at about 3 a.m. Long day, so worth it!

Mar. 5th, 2009

Angela

Album Cover- Robbed from Facebook

1 - Go to "wikipedia." Hit “random”
or click http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Special:Random
The first random wikipedia article you get is the name of your band.

2 - Go to "Random quotations"
or click http://www.quotationspage.com/random.php3
The last four or five words of the very last quote of the page is the title of your first album.

3 - Go to flickr and click on “explore the last seven days”
or click http://www.flickr.com/explore/interesting/7days
Third picture, no matter what it is, will be your album cover.

4 - Use photoshop or similar to put it all together.

5 - Post it with this text in the "caption" and TAG the friends you want to join in (edit: really, anybody feel free to join in!).
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1. Ingrid Peters
2. Rooted is through another person
3. http://www.flickr.com/photos/elzen-qtr/3312900747/

And this is my result. I don't have Photoshop or anything like that, so I used the joys of Paint! w00t!

I see the album as having an Alanis Morisette type sound. Definitely a slow, piano, romance type CD. I tag anyone who sees this! 



Mar. 3rd, 2009

Angela

Posting more often! w00t!

Okay, so I promised to start posting more on my LJ. Here it goes!

Apparently, Caitlin had this dream last night about Miah, Jennie, and I. We all watched Heroes together last night, which I'm sure that episode will linger in our brains for quite awhile. Anyway, here's an excerpt from Caitlin's journal:
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SO THE LIGHTS GO OUT OR SOMETHING. I don't remember how it changed over. BUT JENNIE, MIAH, TIFFANY, AND MYSELF ARE STANDING ON A ROOFTOP IN THE MIDDLE OF SOME BIG ASS CITY. Tiff has some suitcase in her hands that she cannot let go of. It's imperative she hold onto that thing with her life. BUT WE'RE SURROUNDED by cops and there are helicopter lights shining on us, high wind. Oh man it was going to be epic.

We look at each other and nod a Jennie, who is like he Holy friggen Christ here. Her eyes get frosty as she holds out her hands and cries tears of blood (good lord, brain!) and starts to like. . .glow. Well alright then. Miah, Tiff, and I duck and cover our faces in like, our knees or whatever as Jennie explodes or something. But not literally. Her power is some blinding holy light of doom, or whatever. It reminds me of the flash from MIB, only it lingers longer. She taps us on the shoulder when she's done and we all start to run like hell to the nearest drop off of the roof. Miah is the first to jump off, but she turned into this beautiful phoenix. Only she was black. Way to be discrete, brain. So, Miah is this animorph or whatever and flies off ahead of us while Tiffany, Jennie, and I fall to our doom. Only not because the ground doesn't ever come up. We just sort of. . .hit the ground running.

And we're running for ever. We're in a forest, NOT SO DISSIMILAR TO THE ONE IN HEROES A FEW NIGHTS AGO WHERE TRACY AND PETER WERE STAYING/NEGOTIATING. Tiff still has the suitcase, yay! She passes it off to me because we're being followed and she has to go Earthbender on their ass. She built this four-sided rock room that they were trapped in. But zomg the helicopters were still after us. So we're running again, Miah's flying back to us and I GUESS there's somewhere safe we can go. Tiffany punches a hole in the ground and we drop in, the Earth closing above us while we drop down into some UNDERGROUND BASE CAMP.
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Right. So I find this quite intriguing. I often wondered what power I would have if I were a hero. I personally saw myself as one with fire creating power, but being an earth goddess seems pretty cool too.

So today, I am meeting my new potential roommate for next year. I hope this goes well. Then again, if it doesn't, I have full rights to drag my father down here to help me find an apartment like he promised.

Does anyone else feel like that if your parents weren't your parents, they wouldn't give a damn about you?

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