This funeral's a Funhouse!

Sunday Stealing: The Madness Meme, Part 1

Cheers to all of us thieves!
1. Have you ever licked the back of a CD to try to get it to work? I've never even heard of that. Doesn't sound sanitary...yuck!

2. What’s the largest age difference between yourself and someone you’ve dated? 9 years. 

3. Ever been in a car wreck? Yes. My life flashed before my eyes. I was just a kid at the time, so the flash was short.

4. Were you popular in high school? I was going through an anti-social phase and begged to be home-schooled for high school. I got away with it. From all I've heard from different people, it sounds like hell. I'm glad I made that choice. 

5. Have you ever been on a blind date? No way. It's just not for me.

6. Are looks important? No. It's brains that get me hot. :D

7. Do you have any friends that you’ve known for 10 years or more? Yes. A very few.

8. By what age would you like to be married? That's not something I'm worried about right now--or even want to think about. 

9. Does the number of people a person’s slept with affect your view of them? Maybe? It depends. If the number of partners surpasses the person's age, then, yes, I'd say there was issue. 

10. Have you ever made a mistake? I'm faultless! Unless we're talking math class. For reason, the mistakes I made were always the stupid, little things! Grr.

11. Are you a good tipper? I usually tip too much. My obsessive/compulsive side likes to tip in multiples of 5. Weird, huh?

12. What’s the most you have spent for a haircut? $20. Usually, I get someone I know to do it.

13. Have you ever had a crush on a teacher? I like older men but...no. 

14. Have you ever peed in public? I'm sure I have...as a child...while wearing a diaper...and nobody knew...unless Imah checked my diaper. 

15. What song do you want played at your funeral? Maybe a song by P!nk (Get This Party Started or Funhouse). "Ding Dong! The Wicked Witch is Dead" is a contender, too.

16. Would you tell your parents if you were gay? This question stumps me. I can't even decide if I'd be a butch or femme... :-/

17. What would your last meal be before getting executed? Ice cream!! Vanilla with caramel and toffee. Then, some peppermint ice cream. Also, some key lime pie. What? Oh, some of my homegirl's veggie enchiladas...drool!

18. Beatles or Stones? Soooooooo not my generation. P!nk, b!tch!!

19. If you had to pick one person on earth to die, who would it be? Just one?! Damn you!!!

20. Beer, wine or hard liquor? Rum! Vodka! Gin! That is all. 

21. Do you have any phobias? I have more phobias than children have fantasies. 

22. What are your plans for the future? I want a doctorate in something--just so I can legitimately be called "Doc."

Practicality over Beauty

I mentioned that I've been choosing practically over beauty these days. Let's move that from the topic of technology to clothing (and accessories). True, I've started wearing makeup occasionally. It's done rather in a dark or Lady Gaga way to express my love of bright colors and contrasts. I'm not being serious when I wear it, so don't tell me I'm doing wrong. I know I'm doing it wrong--that's the point. Besides, fashion and beauty rules change so often, what's the point of keeping up with the "rules" anyway? Who are you to say what I should put on my face?

Shirt.Woot.com

Anyway...back to clothes. Much to Imah's chagrin, I've become a t-shirt and jeans kind of girl. This has only been since the past couple years. I used to wear nice, classical sweaters in the cold months and modest blouses in the summer. All my clothes were too big and covered every part of my skin except my feet, head, and sometimes my neck (thank you, Mother).

This change to t-shirt came about because of college. I didn't have time to prepare my outfits (it can get amazingly complicated), and iron them and whatnot. Toss on underclothes, a tee, jeans, and sneakers, and you're good to go! I do occasionally wear skirts (I love skirts)--short ones. It horrifies my dear Imah if my calves show. Sigh.

Another reason I wear t-shirts all the time is because it's a great way to express myself. I love shirts that have funny/sarcastic sayings and images. I'm addicted to Shirt Woot. If you stalk through my Twitter pics, you'll see some of the t-shirts I've gotten (or want). That's the good stuff.

My mother laments that I don't look classy anymore. Hey, with a few well placed accessories (I'm good at that when I want to be), I can still pull off the stylish look.

As for looking attractive...ladies, this comes naturally. I don't need to show off my body, paint my face, or dress like a socialite to impress people. I certainly don't need (or want) to attract men. My problem is usually getting rid of them (Here's a question: why are men attracted to women that have no interest in them? Meanwhile, women drool over them and these guys don't even notice! *rolling my eyes*)

I like how I look--no matter what I'm wearing--and that's all that matters.

P.S. Cotton breathes! Synthetics don't (ew!).

Mothers are Tricky

This month is going to be super crazy!! So, it's nice that I'll be getting a computer soon. Sharing doesn't cut it when you have a test or homework due and your friend's parents are ineptly but enthusiastically navigating Facebook.

So, I was blown away (but ecstatic) when my mother offered the laptop (which we used to share when we lived together) to me. Of course, she tried to back out later and offer me an iPad instead. I mean, an iPad sounds nice and all--and I love techie stuff--but a laptop is just more practical. I've been choosing practically over beauty a lot more than I used to--I'll blog more on that later.

All I have to do is take a 6 hour round-trip drive to visit her and pick it up. That isn't so bad (watch me return incapable of human speech and drooling all over myself). No--Imah wants to set me up with someone. The problem is, it sounds like she's matching this guy with the old me (no one tells their mothers exactly everything, right? or do they??). I know she's been showing pictures of me around to anyone with fully functioning eyes, so it isn't surprising that this guy wants to meet me (as she says). I can't tell her everything--she's extremely strict, traditional, and easily shocked when it comes to my behaviors and actions--so I decided to give her a hint about some of the ways I've changed.

"Does he believe that men should be ruled by women? That women belong in the home?" I gave a feminist schpeel (I forgot to say that he can make his own damn sandwich--bugger! lol) to freak her out (because it will) and let her know that I am not interested in getting a husband--or kids (especially not kids!). She hasn't answered me since. I think I feed her too much new and foreign info to process.

Well, let me critique her praises of this marvelous mystery man. He went some college she approves of (this means little anymore). He has dark eyes and eyelashes (really, mother--eyelashes? somebody's staring too much). He served in the military (eh, I really don't think that's...um...as marriage potential, those men make me nervous). He looks young (I made my bf grow a beard so I don't feel like I'm dating a 12-year old--it's just creepy!). He likes old music and movies (ok, first, sorry--I have never liked old music; ok, a classic here and there but not regularly. As for movies, the year doesn't matter, I just want some ACTION!). He dislikes newer stuff (so...no Firefly or V for Vendetta? Screw that!). He's into his fancy old car (instead of ignoring me for his videogames, he'll ignore me for his car fetish--well, that sounds productive), and driving fast (F^*& no!!!!!! She knows I hate speed!!). His other qualities include: "sweet, fun, great attitude, honest." That's wonderful, mother, why don't you take him. She actually told me to ditch the "blondie/blue-eyes." That sounds a little racist to me.

She wants to set me up with this new guy. Ew. Romance isn't really my thing. This sounds suspiciously like a blind date. No way in hell!! I'm bringing out my goth tramp persona for this trip. Hmm...it might be fun after all! (I just love freaking people out!) :-D

P.S. If it seems like I condone anything about this guy, I was being sarcastic.

Watch this!

Some women would love to have this watch!

Have you ever noticed watches? How the men's watches differ from the women's watches? For women, you might see cutesy, dainty watches in pretty colors (e.g. pink). For men, you probably see big watches--either the "don't I look wealthy" analog type or the macho/outdoorsman digital type that's decked out with a thousand different features.

What if someone (like me) happens to want a watch that does all that awesome stuff but doesn't look like a robot's rear end? What if someone wanted that watch to look "nice"--maybe even colorful (pink, for example)? Are men afraid of color? Are women too simple-minded to figure out all those extra features? Is this what the manufacturers think of us?

Satan's Dinner

I found this image on a website I liked on Facebook. It resonated with some things that have been happening in my life recently--among which is my metamorphosis into feminist. I've been a feminist since I was child, I just didn't fully realize it.

Anyway, about the connection between the image and my life...my boyfriend's parents have been dropping hints, suggesting, and telling me I need to cook. Ok. Sure. It's a good skill to have. I'm not totally helpless. I dabble here and there. I feed myself and I'm neither too fat nor too thin (maybe they think I'm too thin? I get that sometimes). Part of the problem is that I'm what my mother calls oppositional. To be exact, I can go along with almost anything if I'm asked kindly--no pressure. However, if I even feel pushed or pressured, I tend to clam up, shut down, or push back. If you pressure me to eat my beloved ice cream, I won't do it. I'll die (or take you down) first! Haha!

I could have lived with the hints and nudges even though lately I keep picturing myself cooking in the kitchen like a "good little woman" and it sends chills of horror and revulsion down my spine. No. It was my boyfriend's dad (who I usually adore) who set me off.

"You'll never get married if you can't cook."

... ... ... Oh really?? First of all, marriage is not an aspiration of mine. I almost got trapped in my previous relationship (he was the "perfect guy"). Why would I want to shackle myself to another man? I'm sure my feelings will change, but from where I stand right now, I view marriage as a prison--a stifling straight-jacket. It both terrifies and horrifies me.

Second, as I told some friends, what century is this guy living in? Are there really men out there who think that way? That women are worthless if they can't make food and shovel it into their (apparently) useless bodies? You have a brain and hands...make your own damn sandwich!

Sadly, I'm sure there are men out there like that. My boyfriend told me after we had gone to a friend's birthday party at a casino that two guys there had talked to him about me. Apparently, they were shocked that I was dancing with other men.

"You let your girlfriend do that?"

I got pissed when I was told (good thing we had already left) because they had said my man "let me." Let me?! Dudes: I'm his girlfriend--not his sex slave. And I am not about to let some man hold me down! I saw it happen in my family much too often. By the way, I don't dance with men--at all. I hate couples dancing. The dancing these two macho, wanna gangsters saw was when all the girls at the party danced in a circle around the birthday boy. Ooooo, scandalous!

Back to the main point. I'm struggling to make ends meet. I'm going to college so that one day I'll be able to support myself--and not be dependent on anyone else (that includes men). I have neither the time nor the desire to lie down and succumb to society's patriarchal ideals of womanhood (i.e. cook for and feed a man). A true woman is strong, confident and at least capable of being independent. It's one thing to choose to devote yourself to another person (e.g. a man). It's entirely another thing to do because you have no choice or believe (because you were taught) that you have no choice.

I don't have the patience to deal with a man who's so shallow he can't see or love me for who I am and what I am doing with my life. I am a woman. We're not supposed to be easy.

Sociology and Terrorism

As part of my homework for sociology, I watched an excerpt of this video by Sharmeen Obaid-Chinoy about children getting recruited into terror organizations. It gave the link to the full video, so I thought I'd share.

My Greatest Fear:

People.

We human beings have the potential for great good and great evil--within each and every one of us. That potential is amplified (usually in the negative) when we congregate into groups. It's groups of people that tend to terrify me.

I read a study in college last semester that claimed people's IQ decreases when they join into a group. The collective IQ of the group is lower than that of its individual members.

That isn't what scares me about groups of people, though. You know the phrase "mob mentality"? That is what terrifies me. 1.) I don't want to lose myself to a group of other people--I don't want to lose myself or become someone (something) different at all! Even temporarily. 2.) The thought of people morphing, changing, into something different--into some collective creature--is like something out of a nightmare.

Don't get me wrong, I don't cower in my room whenever I'm confronted by an approaching hoard of people. I used to hyperventilate in extremely large crowds (no summer fairs for me), but I've gotten over that. I used to imagine myself in a protective bubble. Now, I no longer have to do that. Still...groups, hoards, assemblies, mobs of people make me nervous.

Women's Studies: humorous images

I just had to share these images from my Women's Studies textbook! I'm really loving this book. I hate liking  a textbook so much I don't want to return it! I need the buyback money, though!! :(  

 

Online Class Woes

Hahaha! I worried that taking all online classes wouldn't get me any social/classroom interaction or feedback. Then, I realized I've been complaining all week about having to do forum discussion posts! Silly me. No, it isn't the same, but as I was reading through my classmates' posts and responding to them, I found myself enjoying it. Now, I rather wish my other classes did the same. One of my classes has absolutely no interaction with the other students at all. :(

Visual Experimentation

Working on getting my blog pages up--still a work in progress. I also have a live feed from Livestream up on a page, but there's nothing to see there yet. I'll keep you posted! Thanks for your patience!

Sick ride, dog!

I am sick with head cold. Feeling to blah to do anything but sit/lie around watching movies and slurping soup. So, here's an amusing video of my friend's dog, Syga, on a car trip. Enjoy!

The weekend that never was

More memes! Hooray!

For my close and personal friends (aka the ones who have the dirt on me), let's forget this weekend happened, ok? Awesome!

Unconscious Mutterings, Week 440

I say ... and you think ... ?

1. Google :: ...it (I am constantly telling people to do this!)
2. Cooking :: learning 
3. Pillow :: talk
4. Star Trek :: Live long and prosper!
5. Wake :: destruction
6. Chili :: spicy!!
7. Premise :: vacate (the premises)
8. Share :: ...aholic
9. Celebrity :: overrated
10. Stream :: Wow--that makes me thirsty! Oh $#*%!

Today we ripped off not from a blogger, but rather a Meme Generator! We've seen these before by stealing a meme that had used one. But we steal, we do not create. Yet, we are breaking all the rules anyway, and since we'll probably be the only player, who could it harm?


Link back to us at Sunday Stealing!

Sunday Stealing: The MONDAY Bonus Holiday Meme

Cheers to all of us thieves!

1. If the moon were to be mistaken for a celebrity, who would it be? Me, of course! I'm a force of nature, baby!

2. What's a ghost to you? A wisp of memory.

3. If you had to do anything with your sworn enemy, what would it be? A fight to the death--with pens instead of swords! 

4. Oh no, Marge Simpson got kidnapped by aliens! What do you say to the aliens to get her back? I'm not into the Simpsons. Now, if was a member of Eureka or Warehouse 13, I'd be begging and cajoling to get those intelligent/genius, amusing people back!

5. Have you ever had lunch together with your neighbor? I might have as a child but not that I can remember.

6. If you had to pick your own personal theme song, what would it be? I have so many! Unwritten (and other songs by Natasha Bedingfield), Disturbia (Rihanna), When You're Evil (Voltaire), Loser (Beck), plenty of Shakira's songs, and my most recent addiction...Loser (Beck).  

7. Describe what's sexy to you. Confidence and intellect. Yeah, that's right. I hyperventilate over those arrogant donkey-cavities who unabashedly show off their superior intellect. To fair, I find the quiet intelligent ones sexy, too. It's just that one doesn't always realize how intelligent they are due to the fact that they are so quiet about it! Sad but funny.

8. A vampire suddenly knows all your secrets. What do you do? Kill it or marry it. Or...if it's rich, marry it and then kill it! :-P

9. If had to have a role in a movie, what kind of character would you prefer to play? I'm not really ambitious in that way. However, I have always wanted to play a minor, teeny tiny role as an extra who dies. I always thought those quick dying roles looks fun! The expression of horror and/or shock...possibly the jolting/twitching of the body...and most definitely the falling...!

10. You have to read a coworker's (or friends) very personal diary. You pick the person. Who is it and why? Oh, please, no!! I always considered reading minds to be the worst superpower ever. Why in the deepest ring of purgatory would I read someone's diary?! No offense, people, but...*gag*

I have no idea what day of the week it is.

Ok, so I'm late. For the love of dignity, don't ask why!!





Welcome to Saturday: 9. What we've committed to our readers is that we will post 9 questions every Saturday. Sometimes the post will have a theme, and at other times the questions will be totally unrelated. Those weeks we do "random questions," so-to-speak. We encourage you to visit other participants posts and leave a comment. Because we don't have any rules, it is your choice. We hate rules. We love memes, however, and here is today's meme!

Saturday 9: Take Me Back

1. Think of all your exes. Would you take any of them back? No--there's a reason they are my exes. And, technically, I've only had one ex.

2. If anyone came to your house on your "lazy days" what would you be wearing? PJs, of course! If it was winter, I'd wear my pink, fuzzy Betty Boop PJs. In the summer, I wear pjs that are...thinner...

3. What's your favorite shirt? That's a tough one. It may be my bright yellow shirt with the pretzels that says: I'm twisted; it may be the navy shirt with a baby Cerberus. However, I think my all time favorite shirt is the pink one with two ice cream cones--one of which has toppled and spilled and the other is screaming: Nooooooooo!

4. Have you ever been on your school's track team? I've considered it but no.

5. Do you own a pair of Converse? I wish. Guess what color I'd choose? ;)

6. Where are you at right now? On the couch watching Contact for the first time.

7. Do you eat raw cookie dough? Occasionally, yes. 

8. Don't you hate when the radio ruins good songs by playing them over and over? Truly good songs can't be overdone--only semi-good songs.

9. Do you watch the news? No. I occasionally read the news on the web, though. I simply find it too depressing to check into regularly.

In my head, it's already Friday.

Friday 5 for July 1: Five for 5′s Fifth

1. Of the five weekdays, which is the easiest to get through? Friday--most definitely. 
2. Which of the five little piggies is the most bizarrely characterized? The one that goes "wee wee wee" all the way home. Have you seen that horrible commercial?? I want to hurl the tv out the window whenever that commercial comes on!!

1. Of fire, earth, metal, water, and wood, from which do you draw your power? My element is water--calm and gentle one moment...a raging fury the next!
2. Haribo Gummy Bears come in five flavors: pineapple (white), strawberry (green), raspberry (red), lemon (yellow) and orange (orange). Which is your favorite? Well, I hate all gummy bears and gummy worms. In general, though, my favorite flavors are sour green apple and spicy cinnamon. 
3. Which of the five basic tastes (sweetness, sourness, bitterness, saltiness, and savoriness) best describes your personality? Actually, I little bit of all the above!

Where is home when one has no heart?

Well, hopefully...maybe...I'll be moving in with some of my sisters from another mister. While I'm crashing at their place unofficially, I'll be cleaning and providing food to make up for my disturbing presence. ;-) Speaking of which...I'm starving and it's time to cook!

AA and Beyond

Wow. I made it through my first two years of college and achieved an AA. Don't get me wrong--an AA means nothing in my opinion. I have to keep working to get a bachelor's degree. That will mean something...I hope. I overdid it last summer (taking a full time schedule), so I'm taking a break for once. I am losing interest in foreign languages, though. I want to either switch to either psychology or forensic pathology (to become a medical examiner). How people think and interact has always interested me; dissection has always fascinated me, and I'd prefer my "patients" un-animated and un-obnoxious.

I could always do a double major. I seem to have a penchant for working myself into the ground (which, sadly, isn't hard to do).

Such a long absence from blogging can only mean I was busy studying...right?

I made it through winter quarter! I'm feeling the burnout, though. Spring quarter is going to be difficult to focus on studies. I only get a week off to recuperate. Oy.

I've also undergone some huge personal changes in my life. Distracting ones. Hopefully, they will work out for the best. I see them in a positive light. I just don't like the idea of them detracting from my grades. Sigh.

Well, with Purim coming up soon, here is another video by my favorite Jew dudes: the Maccabeats...enjoy!