It's (soon going to be) the most wonderful time of the year
Disclaimer: As you read this blog, things in round brackets ( ) are my own thoughts as I write it. Also, as you read, everything in here is written with a smile, a grin, and a wink (<-- thus my eyelids will be tired by the time u are done reading this) so, just like always, for anything I say, take it like I'm half joking and half serious. Or read this with some serious grains of salt. Death, divorce, and desire. BAM! Ok, I know i've written tons of sad stuff lately (well i only ever write about sad stuff) and the title of this article doesn't lend itself to emotional depression, but I am super sexy happy. Why and what the heck is "super sexy happy" ? Well for starters 1) I had my exams moved to ownage dates 2) It's snowing outside (<--- I just wanna curl up like Playboy Batman (the name of a loving cat from a sweet little house =) 3) Its 3:42 am Wednesday October 29, 2008, and I am in the Spring of my academic youth! (Actually, I have an exam today and I'm mega unprepared) Continuing on with the definition of "super sexy happy..." For starters, if you are ANYONE who WOULD read this blog, I'm guessing you'd be like ">.> uh... yes.." AND THEN! This would be your "characteristic" response
Jeff - >.> <.< Uh.. no its, no its ok, its OK simon! Ill just have the normal happiness *severe nodding*
Hiram - >.> Uh... no thanks, not so much hehehe (<--- ackward laughter) SO!....
Justine - REALLY?! Really simon?! Super sexy happy? HAHahahahahahehehe.....It's ok dear
Shirly - *quirkly* Teehee... boys are dumb (mommy smile =)
Vivian - *bats her bad-boy-eyelashes with as much might as she can muster!*
Cindy - (I'm having a lot of trouble on this one. Part of me predicts "What? How is that even possible?" followed by unanimous chiming in of roomates agreeing that 1) boys are dumb 2) see other point) or maybe (ackward silence! This would be the worst, and I hope... one day..., to mend that gap =) or maybe some pseudo debate of which will end in emotionally repressed body language and diction) (<--- implications!)
Roger - Who are you?
Pam - Would you like some more pie, love?
Joe chan - Simon Nigger muffin you need to get a life. HHEHEHEHEHHAAHAHAAAAAAAA (<-- shut up joe)
Jason - Dota?
Lei - OooooooOOoo for the longest time... Ooooo....EEEHHHHHHHHHHHH???!!!!
Christina - (Xena, this is what you would say as we attempt to make "normal" conversation) OMG simon why do you make people feel so ackward? It's ok though, i do the same, we're kinda similar like that. YEH YEH! *fist bump*
Funnies aside
My past weeks since the end of retreat have been terrible:
1) Death - my grandma is dying, and I am emotionally torn between cold shoulders and hot tears. As much as you're told to hate her, and desipse all she has done and stood for, how can you hate someone when you see them dying? With the half shaven head, the rashes on the arm, the inability to even open your eyes, or speak, needles sucking out blood, i don't know..... I lost all composure when i saw her
2) Parents - I've had it up to here with you two. If my dad, EVER, utters again that he's going to divorce my mom, i'm going to tenderize him with my fists and kill him with irony (I.E. Drop an iron piano on him). If my mother utters again, why "she has to be a douche" I will tenderize her with my words and negatively inhibit her characteristics using Jeff's diagnostic personality (<-- this part was an inside joke + biochem, but it doesn't make sense anyway, i'm just angry...)
3) Girl problems - I'm torn between what I like, what I want, and what is going on COMBINED WITH what once was, what is now, and what could have been. It's like wearing two different prescription contact lenses; I just... no matter how hard you try, how much you want to tell her, you're just not sure if it's her because you're blind to both reality and affection because you're not sure which, if either lense, is the correct prescription.
4) Midterms - It's midterms.
In the mean time, the past 2 weeks has taught little Simon, what friendship means (<-- i haven't come up with a super sexy definition of friendship, but when i do... for sure i'll do another post =)
In no particular order, thank you:
Hiram, Joe, Lei, Kevin, Cindy, Shirley, Justine, and Vivian, and Hikari and Abbey (now the frindge people =p, most of which will prlly never know this blog existed, but are just as kind, and caring) Lydia, Lawrence, Andre (e accent egue) and Pak (my 3rd other half, making a total of three other-halves so far, and, ond day, if I find the cute, little Mrs *smiles and dreams away...*, i will have a 4th other-half, making a grand total of 3 me's, where the 3 consists of me + hiram + b-chan + Pak + whoever-jeff/hiram-feel-sorry-for-that-dated-and-married-me)
it's 4:30 am, and I have to study =)
Thank you for deciding to read my blog. You have great taste =D. Enjoy the snow
Simon
Jeff - >.> <.< Uh.. no its, no its ok, its OK simon! Ill just have the normal happiness *severe nodding*
Hiram - >.> Uh... no thanks, not so much hehehe (<--- ackward laughter) SO!....
Justine - REALLY?! Really simon?! Super sexy happy? HAHahahahahahehehe.....It's ok dear
Shirly - *quirkly* Teehee... boys are dumb (mommy smile =)
Vivian - *bats her bad-boy-eyelashes with as much might as she can muster!*
Cindy - (I'm having a lot of trouble on this one. Part of me predicts "What? How is that even possible?" followed by unanimous chiming in of roomates agreeing that 1) boys are dumb 2) see other point) or maybe (ackward silence! This would be the worst, and I hope... one day..., to mend that gap =) or maybe some pseudo debate of which will end in emotionally repressed body language and diction) (<--- implications!)
Roger - Who are you?
Pam - Would you like some more pie, love?
Joe chan - Simon Nigger muffin you need to get a life. HHEHEHEHEHHAAHAHAAAAAAAA (<-- shut up joe)
Jason - Dota?
Lei - OooooooOOoo for the longest time... Ooooo....EEEHHHHHHHHHHHH???!!!!
Christina - (Xena, this is what you would say as we attempt to make "normal" conversation) OMG simon why do you make people feel so ackward? It's ok though, i do the same, we're kinda similar like that. YEH YEH! *fist bump*
Funnies aside
My past weeks since the end of retreat have been terrible:
1) Death - my grandma is dying, and I am emotionally torn between cold shoulders and hot tears. As much as you're told to hate her, and desipse all she has done and stood for, how can you hate someone when you see them dying? With the half shaven head, the rashes on the arm, the inability to even open your eyes, or speak, needles sucking out blood, i don't know..... I lost all composure when i saw her
2) Parents - I've had it up to here with you two. If my dad, EVER, utters again that he's going to divorce my mom, i'm going to tenderize him with my fists and kill him with irony (I.E. Drop an iron piano on him). If my mother utters again, why "she has to be a douche" I will tenderize her with my words and negatively inhibit her characteristics using Jeff's diagnostic personality (<-- this part was an inside joke + biochem, but it doesn't make sense anyway, i'm just angry...)
3) Girl problems - I'm torn between what I like, what I want, and what is going on COMBINED WITH what once was, what is now, and what could have been. It's like wearing two different prescription contact lenses; I just... no matter how hard you try, how much you want to tell her, you're just not sure if it's her because you're blind to both reality and affection because you're not sure which, if either lense, is the correct prescription.
4) Midterms - It's midterms.
In the mean time, the past 2 weeks has taught little Simon, what friendship means (<-- i haven't come up with a super sexy definition of friendship, but when i do... for sure i'll do another post =)
In no particular order, thank you:
Hiram, Joe, Lei, Kevin, Cindy, Shirley, Justine, and Vivian, and Hikari and Abbey (now the frindge people =p, most of which will prlly never know this blog existed, but are just as kind, and caring) Lydia, Lawrence, Andre (e accent egue) and Pak (my 3rd other half, making a total of three other-halves so far, and, ond day, if I find the cute, little Mrs *smiles and dreams away...*, i will have a 4th other-half, making a grand total of 3 me's, where the 3 consists of me + hiram + b-chan + Pak + whoever-jeff/hiram-feel-sorry-for-that-dated-and-married-me)
it's 4:30 am, and I have to study =)
Thank you for deciding to read my blog. You have great taste =D. Enjoy the snow
Simon
posted by Simon at 12:40 AM
2 Comments:
Oh Simon.
For the corrective lenses of different perscription, to figure out which one works, look through one eye at a time, and if neither allows you to see well, then they're probably both wrong and you should take them both out before you ruin your eyes even more. (now translate that so that it is more align with your situation).
as for goodbyes, I don't know why you were told to hate, but firstly, you should never hate. forgive as much as you can possibly forgive, and then some. and honestly, at this point, what's the point of hate? that is THE worst last emotion ever. change it. if things aren't alright, at least try starting the steps to solving, it may not ever get fully solved, but the beginning of the process should be enough. (again, still not knowing the severity of your situation, so i'm talking idealistic here). but honestly, she's your grandmother. so if tears are what you feel, let them come. in that sense, she knows you love her.
also. im not too good on the parents thing. let them know how much you want to tenderize them. maybe that'll help (not in the most sensical part, but perhaps more so in the revelation of stupidity part.. hopefully)
umm.. i think that's it for now, because blogs are hard to follow sometimes, especially when I'm commenting in reply, not in the right order.
and snow made me slip and cut my knuckle on my handrail today =(
....that doesn't really work loey... in terms of comparing relationships to contact lenses that is. Since sometimes, you require different prescriptions for each eye. Although the contact lens that you have on now, works for one eye, it doesn't mean it'll be good for both eyes.
I guess you'll have to find someone with both their qualities! But im sure you've managed to figure out some kinda of happy medium.
by the way. ye' ye' is how it's said. and chiya! to the fist bump.
*fist bump*
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