Oh the Joys of Snark.
Back in my day, people used to be witty.
Well, not anymore. Including me, I must add. What happened to my wit? What happened to my snark? I assure you, I had it. Especially for a snotty 13-year-old who knew just what to say and just how to phrase it and just how many big words to throw in for extra emphasis (ooh, "lackadaisical", 3 points!). I blame the deterioration of my snark on lolspeak and California pwns, because we all know how those go ("your mom!" "your face!" "thats what she said!" etc) and we all know just how intelligent you have to be to use them. Hint: not very. It makes me sad. I wish i was still, like, totally verbally osm and stuff, u kno? Oh how the young people today butcher the art of conversation. I, alas, am no exception. I blame fandom. There should be more intellect in conversations, yes?
And yet, the most annoying thing in the world is when people try to subtly infer that they are superior to you by throwing big words unnecessarily into conversations and criticizing your lack of vocabulary, trying to make you feel like an idiot. I really just want to punch those people in the face. Fist. Face. Justice. At least I was never guilty of acting like that. Because that would be acting like a douche. And by that standard, I know plenty of douches. I'll take lolspeak over "i deserve a swift kick in the nads"-speak any day, thank you. But then again, maybe that's just me.
Besides my lack of wit and snark and conversion from osmspeak to lolspeak, fandom has still managed to take over my life. Well, not anymore. Right now sleep has my social and scholastic goings-about in it's iron grip and man, is it comfortable. Warm bed, soft pillow, hitting the snooze button...and that's me missing my Anthropology class. And being late for Korean. Faaabulous.
Perhaps I have mono.
Actually, it probably has something to do with me making bedtime 8:59 in the morning (I kid you not), but lets blame it on mono, shall we? It's far more convenient. Or narcolepsy, because I totally have that too (I swear!). And yet, apathy prevents me from caring. Not just about being late/absent today, but also in terms of fandom. GASP. "Not caring about fandom, you say?!" That's right. Band of Brothers: haven't seen it. Hosu talk show episode: on the to do list. Super Junior Shanghai Super Show slut fancams: hate fancams, but thats not why I haven't been bothered to watch. It's all this apathy. Even my poor miracle______ fic exchange assignment is suffering. Nine days till deadline, you say? Should totally write an epic smut, you say? Unfamiliar pairings, you say--well, fuck, there goes my osm. Not that it would have been osm anyways. I really should never be put under any time constraint EVER. Both parties suffer, and due to my current apathy it's really more of a suckfest for them because I can't be bothered to care at this particular moment, please try your call again later.
Sorry, fandom. I'll be sure to show more love later. but seriously, don't hold your breath, because I don't know when later is going to be...
You know what really bums me out?
The fact that my roommate, you know, exists, and stuff.
Okay, that's a little harsh. She's nice and everything, but sometimes its just really inconvenient when she's here. Like when I need to do laundry, or when I want to play kpop loudly, or when I want to read smut. There's nothing more awkward than reading smut while your roommate is sitting across the room from you, unless you're Jane Chen and you're most likely reading it too or asking for a play-by-play. Because Jane is awesome, and Ms. Chews Really Loudly is not. It's a pet peeve, leave me alone.
Twilight snark is amazing.
No srsly u guys.
Spot on. I was laughing so hard. This is why I was up till 8:59 in the morning, by the way. That and because my roommate was watching The Omen earlier. Totally not scary, but everyone knows I'm a pussy when it comes to stuff like scary movies and mazes and people saying "boo", and shit. Maybe not that last one.
Also I bought this stuff that you spray on yourself to make you smell like cotton candy instead of soap. I like it. But then again, maybe it was a bad decision. I'm not sure guys like girls who smell like they've just rolled around in a vat of gumdrops and dancing sugarplums or whatever the hell those kids dream of (it's the Christmas season, leave me alone). Still, it makes me smell like cotton candy (the name is Candy, Baby. Fitting, no?) and i like cotton candy (still not sure if i like smelling like it) and it makes me want to eat myself so I guess that's a good sign. Perhaps? Whatever, I like it. and this is totally not me trying to convince myself I like it, because I do, okay?! I do!
So I think that's all the ranting I have for today. It's a shame no one reads these installments anyways, other than the very obvious 3 (you know who you are), otherwise I would write more of them. Then again, perhaps I shouldn't. Maybe I should just stick to the smut. Urgh. Smut. Miracle Fic Exchange.
Bullet + face = y/y? Kthnxbai.
Well, not anymore. Including me, I must add. What happened to my wit? What happened to my snark? I assure you, I had it. Especially for a snotty 13-year-old who knew just what to say and just how to phrase it and just how many big words to throw in for extra emphasis (ooh, "lackadaisical", 3 points!). I blame the deterioration of my snark on lolspeak and California pwns, because we all know how those go ("your mom!" "your face!" "thats what she said!" etc) and we all know just how intelligent you have to be to use them. Hint: not very. It makes me sad. I wish i was still, like, totally verbally osm and stuff, u kno? Oh how the young people today butcher the art of conversation. I, alas, am no exception. I blame fandom. There should be more intellect in conversations, yes?
And yet, the most annoying thing in the world is when people try to subtly infer that they are superior to you by throwing big words unnecessarily into conversations and criticizing your lack of vocabulary, trying to make you feel like an idiot. I really just want to punch those people in the face. Fist. Face. Justice. At least I was never guilty of acting like that. Because that would be acting like a douche. And by that standard, I know plenty of douches. I'll take lolspeak over "i deserve a swift kick in the nads"-speak any day, thank you. But then again, maybe that's just me.
Besides my lack of wit and snark and conversion from osmspeak to lolspeak, fandom has still managed to take over my life. Well, not anymore. Right now sleep has my social and scholastic goings-about in it's iron grip and man, is it comfortable. Warm bed, soft pillow, hitting the snooze button...and that's me missing my Anthropology class. And being late for Korean. Faaabulous.
Perhaps I have mono.
Actually, it probably has something to do with me making bedtime 8:59 in the morning (I kid you not), but lets blame it on mono, shall we? It's far more convenient. Or narcolepsy, because I totally have that too (I swear!). And yet, apathy prevents me from caring. Not just about being late/absent today, but also in terms of fandom. GASP. "Not caring about fandom, you say?!" That's right. Band of Brothers: haven't seen it. Hosu talk show episode: on the to do list. Super Junior Shanghai Super Show slut fancams: hate fancams, but thats not why I haven't been bothered to watch. It's all this apathy. Even my poor miracle______ fic exchange assignment is suffering. Nine days till deadline, you say? Should totally write an epic smut, you say? Unfamiliar pairings, you say--well, fuck, there goes my osm. Not that it would have been osm anyways. I really should never be put under any time constraint EVER. Both parties suffer, and due to my current apathy it's really more of a suckfest for them because I can't be bothered to care at this particular moment, please try your call again later.
Sorry, fandom. I'll be sure to show more love later. but seriously, don't hold your breath, because I don't know when later is going to be...
You know what really bums me out?
The fact that my roommate, you know, exists, and stuff.
Okay, that's a little harsh. She's nice and everything, but sometimes its just really inconvenient when she's here. Like when I need to do laundry, or when I want to play kpop loudly, or when I want to read smut. There's nothing more awkward than reading smut while your roommate is sitting across the room from you, unless you're Jane Chen and you're most likely reading it too or asking for a play-by-play. Because Jane is awesome, and Ms. Chews Really Loudly is not. It's a pet peeve, leave me alone.
Twilight snark is amazing.
No srsly u guys.
Spot on. I was laughing so hard. This is why I was up till 8:59 in the morning, by the way. That and because my roommate was watching The Omen earlier. Totally not scary, but everyone knows I'm a pussy when it comes to stuff like scary movies and mazes and people saying "boo", and shit. Maybe not that last one.
Also I bought this stuff that you spray on yourself to make you smell like cotton candy instead of soap. I like it. But then again, maybe it was a bad decision. I'm not sure guys like girls who smell like they've just rolled around in a vat of gumdrops and dancing sugarplums or whatever the hell those kids dream of (it's the Christmas season, leave me alone). Still, it makes me smell like cotton candy (the name is Candy, Baby. Fitting, no?) and i like cotton candy (still not sure if i like smelling like it) and it makes me want to eat myself so I guess that's a good sign. Perhaps? Whatever, I like it. and this is totally not me trying to convince myself I like it, because I do, okay?! I do!
So I think that's all the ranting I have for today. It's a shame no one reads these installments anyways, other than the very obvious 3 (you know who you are), otherwise I would write more of them. Then again, perhaps I shouldn't. Maybe I should just stick to the smut. Urgh. Smut. Miracle Fic Exchange.
Bullet + face = y/y? Kthnxbai.