Facebook Less

That title is literal. Starting tomorow, and for 20 days after, I am giving up Facebook. I shall be Facebookless for the rest of March. I've always wanted to try this but was always afraid that I might end up being one of those people who make a HUGE announcement about quitting Facebook, then come back 12 hours later and look like tools.

So here I go, I can't even remember what life was like before facebook, it's probably a good thing that I'm getting the hell out of there! So curve my cravings, I'm going to be writing a few blogs. And by that I mean I'm going to probably be writing at LEAST one blog/day. I will also force myself to go to the gym and just get away from computers, that might make it easier. Maybe my story will inspire others to do the same.

I gave my friend Bryna my password and she gave me hers, so even if we have an uncontrollable urge, we still can't. Yea, we're going all out. Haha, Bryna is going to write a blog too.

I'm also giving up alcohol. I've never been one to NEED to drink to have fun, so why bother wasting money on it and poisoning my body with it?

This whole scheme started at supper when my friends started talking about what their giving up for lent. I'm not Catholic, but it seemed like something I could do to become healthier. I'm looking forward to it actually, and I can prove to my mom once and for all that I DON'T have a Facebook addiction, I just get bored haha.

Also, why do people talk to dogs like their retarded?
(Ps, I do it too, just wondering why we do it)

Cigarette Burns

Old people are so interesting. We went out for coffee with my grandparents and when the waitress brought my grampa his hot chocolate he literally said "Oh thank you m'dear, your like an angel with a cup of chocolate in her hand" .. haha what a line!

Also I couldn't help but pick up on some of the lingo they used while they talked. "Nutty as a fruitcake" when discussing one of their neighbors. "Loopy little bitty" was used for someone else. Grampa is famous for random unique expressions that don't fit with any thing like "Lets punch a hole in the roof and get at it then!" when we were talking about dishing up for supper. My grandma's favorite cuss word expression  is "Oh Fiddle". My Grampa's is "Oh dear, oh dear, oh dear my dear" or he goes ahead and just swears like a sailor, he usually tries to clean up his language when he's in a group of ladies, but when one of his old man friends is around, he has no censor.

On a different note, why is it that the human race designs everything to be square and sharp? I realize that a circular office doesn't work quite as well with desks and stuff, but what if the desks were circular too? I also realize that the years of "round" are long gone and should forever remain in the late 90's- early 2000's.

I''m getting impatient for summer.

One Night Stand

Let me tell you about my very first (and last) one night stand.

It was super greasy, there was tons of alcohol, I still have no idea what I was thinking when I went through with it. It was probably the dumbest thing I have ever done in my entire life and I regret it MASSIVELY.

It seems like a big blur. I can only remember a few things: there was lots of pointless drama that just stressed me out - I wasn't even part of it!

I'm sure I'm not the first one to give up on this one after only one night. It just felt so so wrong, my eyes probably have some kind of STD just from seeing the things I saw. Suuuper dirty,

To say the least, I am ashamed of myself.

And that's all I can tell you about my one night stand with Jersey Shore. I'm never watching that shit again. Piece of crap.

I forgot to roll up the rim of my coffee this morning before i threw it out.

One Size Too Green

Hey blog
So my friends found this yesterday, DAMNIT JENNA!

Anyway, I was headed to class today, through a rather narrow hallway. I started paying attention when a man in a hard hat was standing against the wall further up. As i got closer I could hear him being like "Watch your step" as people squeezed by him. Then finally I noticed at his feat was a cord. The construction guy was being paid $20/hour to tell people to watch their step. I find this ridiculous and stupid. We are all in University here, I think we know to step over a chord.

But the more I thought about it, the more I realized that you actually trip more if you think about it. A good example of this was WHILE i was thinking about this, I was wondering up a flight of stairs, leading a pack of people who had just gotten off the bus, I was hustling because I didn't want to hold anybody up but I was also thinking. Anyway I hit the top stair and tripped. In front of everyone.. and to make matters worse I landed on my bag which held my laptop. I scraped up my pride and got to class.

My buddy, who isnt really a good friend of mine but we grew up together so I guess that means something, once choked on a Mcdonalds burger because he was laughing too hard at an old man who fell down. AWFUL i know, I wasn't there other wise I probably would have hit him. But apparently he laughed even harder and even pointed the dirty ol finger at him when he couldnt get back up. This worries me.

I just got randomly sleepy so I wont finish this blog or add pretty pictures like I usually do. ... Maybe just one.

Thinking Thoughts

Here goes nothing.
Time to take things up a notch.
Takes one to know one.

Ever thought of who comes up with catch phrases like that? Or jokes? It's a mystery that ive been pondering for a long time. Ever since my sister used to take credit for jokes she heard. I was always flabberghasted when she could (seemingly) come up with such witty jokes on the spot- I tried to come up with one once. Would you like to hear it? I was 6 or 7 probably.

Where did Romeo get Juliette's birthday present?
- The Jewleriette  store!

Yea.... I had very little wit when I was little.

Other things to ponder: Color is made when light hits a color pigment and reflects off of it - so is everything black and white in the pitch dark? OR is everything invisible in the dark?

I tend to get lost in deep thoughts while I'm walking from class to class. Thinking of how I am now recognizing my parents as other people might see them which always weirds me out, or trying to imagine what my sisters kids might look like if she should ever have any. Figuring out which people look like people I know, or explaining to myself why people are so obsessed with image, wondering if it is even possible to actually 100% "not give a damn" about what other people think of you.

Its funny when you get thinking about your past how your mind kind of censors out alot of things. Like when I think of my life in general, I think I've had a very good life, I don't think about the hardships Ive faced, I actually tend to tone them down to the point of near extinction from my memory. On that same token, random  unrelated things will trigger my memory to think of the most random events of my life. Like the lame joke above. Or remembering my mom talking about how she ate a lady bug when she was little. Or the time that I dropped my new born brother while trying to make him ride the new puppy (honestly dont know how my parents didnt notice until he started screaming), or seeing the commercial for some ty-dye teddy bear and wanting it SO bad.

Sleep. I have a feeling I might have some rather strange dreams tonight.

Annoyances

hey blog and those reading it
its been a while and ill admit, tonight im too lazy to capitalize properly and use spell check.

14/15 days I am one happy camper, but today was different. I got a minimized amount of sleep for the second night in a row and I think it finally caught up to me. Today I was annoyed. And blogging about things that annoy me will help reverse that. Here goes nothing..

When you sit in silence for an entire hour and twenty minute class , and it ends and someone bumps into you and says "Oh I'm sorry," and you, after not talking for an hour an a half reply "No worries" but it comes out all husky and scratchy and creepy sounding. Happens to me a LOT

People that feel the need to walk in a horizontal line across the hallway and transform into snails. This is especially bad when a bus load of people just get into the building and all have to walk down the narrow set of stairs to make it to class.

I have never understood the joys of taking hair from your head and pulling it out and sticking it to shower walls. But apparently girls here love it, I bet several of them have taken it on as an extra curricular activity hoping that one day they might be able to show their impressive hair-sticking skills to an employer to get a job. Ok, so thats more than a little extreme but oh well.

The death glares people give you for unpacking your bag in the library. Or typing. or turning a page, or sighing. Geez people, I'm sorry that your unhappy, but don't drag other people into your unhappiness by scoffing at them for doing homework in the library.

On that token, in res, we have lounges. There's social lounges and study lounges, neither of which are soundproof, and nothing erks me more than people deliberatly standing outside the study lounge and gossiping their hearts out. I think the sound might even be amplified in the S lounge.

When your sitting in class, and the guy beside you uses a corner of YOUR desk as an armrest. Personal bubble is best left in tact.

People complaining about res food. It WAS bad at the beginning of the year, but their improvement never ceases to amaze me, I now find almost every meal delicous

Finding a coarse, black hair in my food and having to become one of those people who complain about res food. Hey, at least I have a reason better than "this chicken is too dry!"

There is a limited number of TV's in res. Why can't people study in the academic lounges, or in their ROOMS for that matter, why take up an entire social lounge so we can't watch a movie ?

However, there is things about university life that I find hilarious. for instance

The chair in front of the seat i always sit in in biology is broken. It looks normal, but if you sit in it the whole desk almost flips over backwards or sideways. I get to witness clueless people attempt to sit in this chair every Mon, Wed and Friday. I also get to watch them collect their pride and get out of the seat and try to play it cool like nothing happened. One time a girl had enough pride to sit in that chair all class.

The random, stupid things you overhear in the hallways everyday. There is so many silly thinngs said here that someone actually made a facebook page where people could document what they hear. Stupid things overheard at U of S. So so so funny.

Seeing profs outside of class. Its like their normal people or something

People who post wanted ads everywhere that dont know the difference between Suite and Sweet

Watching people try to eat sloppy joes or spaggetti politely. Not happening, but still funny.

I am actually very greatful for this place, mainly for one reason.
The ability to be yourself around anyone, and have them accept you for it.
Whoah who saw that ending coming? Thanks blog,
for happying me.

Randomness Experiment

Tonight I conducted my own little experiment on facebook chat. It looked something like this.

Sea Slug (two words is cheating but i let it slide)

Warthog

Apple

R____ somthing.. I cant remember what it was. 

Potatoe

Smug

Gutli

Natural

Spaghetti

Trifalu

Flavour

Poop (because a guy who is older than me is also more mature than me)

Unlugubriousness

Hermione

Each picture is someones reply to "Random word please?"
With these results I came to several conclusions.
1. Most people chose food as a random word, making these people slightly less random than some of the other, more unique responses.
2. The first two people chose animals, but not standard animals, proving that, though they thought along the same lines, they are random people.
3. The people who chose Smug, Natural and Flavour chose descriptive words, meaning that they are random in description. Actually, come to think of it, one of these people often rambles off on descriptions of random things, fitting.
4. Approximatlly 30% of the people I asked replied to the question without hesitation or without the need for reassurance that it was "good?". These people are random.
5. This whole experiment started simply because I wanted to see what people would say. But sociology has done things to me and I feel like I should analyze my results, And I still have no idea if my hypothesis are even close to accurate haha.

Also, Im not sure if the picture that goes with the second last one ( i dont want to re-write it) is actually what it is, it was just one of the first pictures that popped up on google.