Tuesday, March 15, 2011
Alexandra Wallace: It's America after all.
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Tuesday, November 24, 2009
"At least I have a boyfriend!"
Seriously, how often do you hear this pathetic line as a comeback?
So you have a boyfriend. Con-fucking-gratulations. Do honestly think that your boyfriend means a rat's ass to me? In what state of delusion does anyone really give a shit that you have a boyfriend? That's right. None. Zero. No one cares.
Really, I'm not an evil witch who despises romance, but using the fact that you're in a relationship:
a) Does not make you seem more desirable than the other party.
b) Does not make the other party jealous.
c) Does not make you look cooler.
d) Makes you look like a self centered bitch with DPD.
And please, if you think this is my way of justifying why I don't have a boyfriend, it's called standards. Because telling people you've been in 30 relationships doesn't make you sound cool, it makes you sound like either a desperate douchebag, a slut, or just a bad girlfriend who can't take commitment.
You should learn from this, because if anything, you saying "at least I have a boyfriend" is a fucking sure sign that you shouldn't. Because you should die. In a fire.
Posted by T. at 6:08 PM 2 comments
Labels: Rants
Saturday, October 17, 2009
FAKE!!!!!!1
What is this constant obsession the internet has with things they assume are fake? Is there something I'm missing here? Are the people of the internet so naive to believe that everything in life is real? That everything anyone says must be true? No one wants the truth. Most people strive on the lies they're fed everyday. Why does the honest, truthful internet insist that everything must be real, honest, truth? And it's on the fucking internet for fuck sake, the hot chick you met on MySpace that you think you really "click" with, she MUST be real, there's no way she's a fat, insecure chick hiding behind the delicious anonymity the wonderful world wide web offers; there's no way at all.
Yeah, so you think the video on failblog isn't real, it was staged. No way that could've happened, it was just too well timed. The FML you read today, yeah right, no one would ever do that.
So what? The world won't fucking end. Don't lie. Don't hide that smile. That shit made you laugh and you loved it. Scroll down, go ahead, call it fake. Click the comment button, because you know what? Nobody gives a shit. Nobody. Stroke your own ego and e-peen, because nobody else gives a shit about you or what you say. So what if someone staged an epic video? It's such a terrible phenomenon when somebody tries to make you laugh, or gasp, or give you something to talk about or enlighten your dull, mundane day.
Besides, why the fuck would you WANT them to be real? Does it make you feel better that there are really people THAT stupid in this world? Will it make you sleep better at night knowing somebody really did get hurt in a freak accident caught on tape?
That's another thing, why do people insist on announcing to the world their worthless insight? I'm mainly talking about morons who decide to tell everyone that they're unsubbing. Who cares?
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Seriously. You watch the videos for free. They take their time and money to make them for you. They've got thousands more flooding in per day. Nobody gives a shit if your worthless name is gone from their subscribers list. Nobody. Gives. A. Shit.
Posted by T. at 5:18 PM 1 comments
Tuesday, July 14, 2009
Illteracy, the internet and tattoos
Well, it's been just a few days shy of a month but that's mainly because I've had nothing to say. But recently I've been sitting around thinking, and I think it's time for my first real, civilized, educated argument.
na i is jk i r totalys 2 c2pud 4 dat. Has anyone else noticed the lack of literate skills of grade/high school students? I'm not talking global literacy rates, because it's inevitable that that has actually increased, but on a small scale, look over at the guy with the baggy XXXL jeans and truckload of metal around his neck. Look at his essay, does it look something like:
"da viscocity of the something ya iuno realy no wat dat meenz but u sed to rite abawt it so i is."
Yeah, probably. Now I'm not one to blame things totally unrelated, but if you think about what the youth is into these days...
Texting
IM-ing
The interwebz
You can see where I'm going with this. Personally, I think online/texting shorthand or chatspeak is stupid, with the exception of abbreviations for real phrases (BRB, LOL, etc.), but using "r" to replace the already short word, "are", and "u" to replace the three keystroke word "you" is just plain sluggish. I mean, come on, it's two extra keystrokes guys. It might take an extra .05 seconds if you have a typing speed of over 2WPM, but it's the difference between looking like an illiterate fool or looking like you know how to spell a three letter word.
That's not really my topic today. My point is that this chatspeak, which so many claim is harmless and just for the internet is actually affecting the way people write. So many people I know think that using a capital "U" instead of an undercase "u" makes it's alright to use it as a supplement for "you." People also do not know how to use apostrophes properly as apparently, on the internet, they are optional. People think that just because you're not at school, you don't need to use proper grammar. Guess what Einstein, you're not taught to write properly so you can ignore all grammatic rules outside of school. You're not taught math so you can impress you friends with the answer to 12+2.
Moving on, what's up with discrimination? Slowly, our failure of a species is becoming more accepting to things like race, sexual orientation, religion and gender, but that's about it.
What about people who call themselves "indie", "emo", "goth", etc? Are they less human than blacks, gays, atheists and women? Of course not. Sure they have earlobes the size of your new flatscreen TV, sure they can walk out the door naked and nobody would notice, sure they have metal on every square inch of their face, but how does that make them disgusting, worthless or stupid? Every career consultant will tell you that somebody with more than piercings on their ears are less likely to get a job at an office... why? Less than a century ago, people would not hire women, they would not hire blacks, they would not hire homosexuals and they would look down upon those who are not of their religious party. We've overcome those immaturities now, but why is it still unacceptable to be a little different? I'm not saying I support or are against these people, but why are they seen as less of humans than the rest of society?
Posted by T. at 4:35 PM 1 comments
Thursday, June 18, 2009
Coding and doodling pedophiles.
Mkay, so it's been over a year since I've last coded anything big (excluding minor HTML formatting, etc) and I suddenly want to remake my entire blog. But if I try to do this I'll end up wanting to do all the graphics myself (because a layout isn't really your's unless you do all the work. Blargh. It's just so time consuming, although time is the only thing I'll have in the summer.
I sort of wish I drew more. He're some random doodles I don't think I've ever posted. Clickies to see the whole image~
Also, what the fuck is this?
First of all, this Siddique dude has been adding basically everyone I know which creeps the shit out of me, people from Randall AND LRPS. Secondly, the only information he has about himself is that he was born on March 20 1980. That makes him 29 now. Okay pedophile, you really shouldn't go around calling people dear, and you shouldn't really care if people are sweaty over the internets. (Yes, I realize he said sweety, shush.)
I mean, I have random people well over 18 on my friends list that I don't know from all over Asia and Europe, but seriously, stfu and gtfo you creepy stalker fag. D:
Posted by T. at 7:01 AM 1 comments
Labels: ARGH, Daily Updates, Sketches
Saturday, June 6, 2009
Little, insignificant people
So, today I realized that a lot more people disliked me than I knew. Most of these, of course, are little, insignificant people who I have never actually spoken to. Funny how that works, eh? It's alright, it's all mutual.
More exclusively, to a recent mistake that has been unfortunately introduced into my life,
I could care less what you thought of me. You are as insignificant to me as I am to you. But when you attempt to fuck me over with your little prejudice parade with people who I actually give a shit about, you prove how pathetic I already know you are. I mean really, I've seen you what, a total of 3 times? We have never had a conversation, nor have we mutually shared eye contact. What the fuck makes you think that you have enough to hate me with? Grow the fuck up and realize you are not the center of the universe. You are nobody. Although I'm glad I no longer have to pretend I like you.
AFTERTHOUGHT: Actually, I have spoken to you. Once. A 3 minute conversation. Good job, though, I never thought it was possible to look so stupid in 3 minutes.
Actually, this goes for other fucktards too. Mostly those who are now temporarily out of my life (but sadly, I will be seeing these douche bags again in the near future). There are about a dozen people I can think of off the top of my head that I cannot bear the thought of. You are all worthless. Immature, dirty, worthless rubbish. I cannot wait for reality to catch up to your retardation. I'm not one to wish dirty things upon people, but call when you catch your ass on fire, I'll be there to piss on you.
Much love,
Posted by T. at 10:32 PM 4 comments
Labels: Rants
Monday, May 25, 2009
School, BGT.
It's finally setting in: School's almost over. But it's different this year-- I won't be coming back in September. Ah, elementary school's finally almost over. The end never seemed so close 'til today. After I got that huge geo assignment back and finished a speech that I've been worrying about since September, it finally became apparent. No emo rant from me though, I couldn't be any happier to be going to high school. I just really hope graduation night will be decent. A minimum of two awards I must get, or I might actually get kicked out of my house. D: I'm terrified for my music mark though. After the band bonus was eliminated for this term, I can't raise my mark, which is rapidly plummeting down after I failed the recent theory and playing tests. I just hope she'll be in a good mood when she writes my report card. If my music mark takes me off honour roll, I may actually go on a murderous rampage and kill her family.
Anyway, I'm sure everyone's sick of hearing about Susan Boyle, but in case you haven't seen it, she performed in the semi-finals yesterday. She did a fantastic job IMO, the beginning was kind of shaky though.
I really have nothing else to say. I haven't been doing any drawing lately, I've just been extremely uninspired. Here's a little 2 minute doodle for ya. Clicky clickyy~
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Labels: Daily Updates, Mush and Corn, Random Shit, Sketches