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Romance? Only foreigners think of France as the country of romance, not us.
Not to be a bummer, but I don't know why it's considered as the country of romance either. If I had to place a city as the most romantic I'd have to say NYC actually. Shanghai's just good for everything in general, but if I had to associate NYC with something it would be that. I suppose it's because of what Jasmine said a while ago that I think is true. I haven't really had an inkling of love for this city until romance came into the picture and I still get the feeling that much of what's around here is the best for people in love, but that's only my opinion. Or at the very least to share with someone. Going to museums and parks on your own every time isn't always fun. It's just that this island, even though it's small, is concentrated with so many restaurants, bars, clubs, shows, plays, little parks, coffee places, random activities, different neighborhoods, along with the two rivers and most of it is convenient to get to with a subway or a cab. Or you can walk from place to place. Sometimes when I take a taxi to somewhere downtown I think, "Wow, we actually walked all the way down here?"
At the same time though Laura and Ting Ting said that since it's so urban and so easy to meet people and go on quick dates people have the tendency to think more quickly about things being greener on the other side, people being replaceable, it's easier to lose connections, and there are more creeps involved.

Shweta asked me what's a very New York thing to do. I said as a joke, "A horse carriage ride in Central Park!" She laughed, but asked me for a suggestion. I said, "Rooftop lounges?" She said they already did that. She's dating someone named Aseem, but she knows it'll end soon. She's already planning for it. So I said, "Coffee dates..." That was it! It's kind of funny that people think that one has to be Carrie Bradshaw or a trust fund child to go on coffee dates with friends.

After Laura said she didn't want to find love at a party because it begins superficially (I said, "Hey!") she said she figures love will happen when it's meant to happen. I said, "You believe in that 'if it's meant to be' and 'if it's meant to happen' stuff?" She said no, so I wondered why she'd say it. I was thinking about that saying for other areas in life, and I wondered how much I believe in that. Sometimes I think it's easy to say, to relinquish responsibility over certain events, but sometimes I feel as if some things are actually meant to be and since I believe in God, shouldn't I have faith in the plan? I know that what I lost to a certain degree last fall was my faith in the future and the ability to have hope for even the smallest things. For some odd reason I would have thought I'd be even worse off now, but for some reason I'm not and I'm not even at that low level. I actually think my faith in things being okay got higher. I can't even fully convince myself to be as depressed as I was last year, but at times though it does get to me.

I told Laura that if it's one thing I've noticed over the course of my life it's that I never learn a lesson the hard way even when I take risks and when I slip up. I'm not sure why, but somehow I get lucky or save myself, someone swoops in to help, or I end up in a situation better than I expected or things just happen to work out in my favor. I don't know why. Or I learn from others or from others not treating me well.

Whenever problems occur outside of my control that affect me though are lessons for me. The other day I told Ting Ting that at least all of this was teaching me not to be this way with my own family in the future. When I was little I learned not to take anger out on others and to be calm through Zhugey and through what I saw, to have my finances in order, to not hit anyone, to be patient, to be a good friend, I upheld loyalty as the best value, etc. In high school one thing I learned was never to cheat on my future husband. It's not as if I had done any of those bad things, but I was affected and that's how I learned. I can't even be rude to a stranger because I'll feel guilty for it years afterwards, and I still feel that way for that one time at Subway! I was being guilted for being "such a decent person" the other day, as if it were a bad thing.

Anyway, things just happen to work out for me even when I slip up and people have always said that I'm a "lucky girl." I don't know why, but it just happens that way and I've noticed it over time. Corinne said I have a habit of making my dreams come true and that was really nice of her to say! I'm really looking forward to seeing her on Tuesday.

"'Journey to the West' characters storm through streets to pick up trash, make world better"
http://shanghaiist.com/2014/07/03/journ ... -trash.php

When Shweta talked about Aseem I knew she wasn't as even quietly excited about him as she was about Cobblestone. In the end Cobblestone told her that he's uncomfortable with her taking initiative and he's uncomfortable with her having a busy life. He wants someone who isn't doing as much so he can always take care of her. Egad. He wasn't even mad or breaking up with her, he just told her that while they were walking.

I wonder what will be my fate now after hearing my friends' date horror stories time and time again. Do I really have to go through bad and weird dates now like everyone else?? As they were talking I found a website called "A Bad Case of the Dates" where men and women post their bad date stories.
http://www.abadcaseofthedates.com/
It's pretty epic and horrifying at the same time, haha.

The way my date had been planned with Roland, we were supposed to go to a local petting zoo (that I hadn't visited since I was a little kid) and then do dinner.
Roland had other plans, though. While we met at the petting zoo and had a pretty good time there, when we were about ready to go to dinner, he said, "Could we make a pit stop before we eat?"

"Sure. Where?"
"Just follow me. I promise it won't take long."
I followed him to a police station. He parked his car, got out, and lit up a cigarette.
"What are we doing here?" I asked him.
He said, "I have some way overdue speeding tickets. They're probably going to arrest me. I guess I wanted you here for moral support."
I had no idea what to say other than, "Good luck."
He offered me a cigarette and I declined. He straightened out his clothes and strode into the station. I was back in my car and about to pull away when he ran out of the station waving his arms in my direction. He ran up to my car and said, "Good news! They're just fining me. Let me take care of this and then we can go to dinner."
Twenty minutes later, he emerged from the station and made for his car without even looking at me. Assuming we were still going to dinner, I followed him to a fast food place. I was expecting somewhere nicer for our date, but he cleared things up once we were out of our cars: "The fines were so high that this is all I can afford. Sorry."
I don't like fast food, but to humor him I went in and ordered a salad. In his defense, I guess, he paid for it. Still, he was in a pretty foul mood the whole time. I saw to it that it was our only date.

Clarence name-dropped the name of his college throughout dinner:

"After graduating Eastern Oklahoma State College, I decided to go into business."
"I joined a fine wine club at Eastern Oklahoma State College that taught me everything about fine wines."
"You're definitely maybe a little bit hotter than the girls at Eastern Oklahoma State College."
"Oh really?" I asked.
"I dated most of the cheerleaders. At Eastern Oklahoma State College."
"I see."
He laughed. "They even had a nickname for me. The cheerleaders. Of Eastern Oklahoma State College."
"Oh yeah?"
"Yep! They called me Fat-dick! Wanna know why? It's not why you think."
"Do I have a choice?"
"It's because I asked them to call me that. Not because they all actually saw my dick."
"That's great."
We were quiet for a bit. Then he asked, "If I asked, would you call me Fat-dick?"
"Not likely."
And that was about all there was to my adventures with Fat-head.

My talks online with Colin were fun and he seemed like a really interesting guy. During these emails, he'd bring up his friend Larry and talk about all the crazy antics they did, together. It made me laugh, and he told me quite a few stories.
On our first date, everything went well up until Larry himself dropped in and joined us at lunch. Colin said, "I invited Larry, too. I hope you don't mind."
Silly me, thinking it was a date! Okay... nice to meet you, Larry...
Larry took full control of the conversation. He was very obviously the leader of the twosome and he told a lot of stories that all pretty much made Colin look like a total dope. Colin laughed along, either oblivious or else too slow on the uptake to hit back.
Larry also said this gem: "All of Colin's exes broke up with him. Every last one. He's just that much of a loser."
Colin actually laughed at that. I didn't think it funny. Larry went on to say, "He just doesn't know what to do with women. He thinks that holding hands is going all the way."
Colin laughed really hard at that. I wasn't sure why he brought a "friend" along whose main purpose seemed to be making Colin look foolish.
Once the three of us were done with our meal, Larry insisted on paying for all of us. "Trust me," Larry said, "Colin wouldn't even think to pay for you." And Colin again laughed at that!
No more dates with those two.
In his emails, Joel made a big deal about how much he valued honesty in a relationship. Who wouldn't? He also talked about how much he didn't like playing games. Well neither did I.
We met in real life and walked down a quaint downtown area. He put his arm around me and said, "So, I'm all about honesty and openness."
He had already mentioned some variant of this statement in his emails about a dozen times. I didn't have long to wait for the punch line, though:
"So what's the shortest route into those pants of yours?"
I asked him to remove his arm from around me. He said, "How does that help me?"
I said, "I think this date is over," and I left him there and then.
He wrote me an email in which he asked me why I was dishonest and why I liked to play games. "You'll never get laid with that attitude," he warned me.
In retrospect, David came across as lacking a sense of humor (and reality), but I guess I was blind to that at the time. When we went out for coffee, he told me, "Four things: first, if we get married, I won't mow the lawn."
My blank expression must have told him to elaborate, which he did:

"I hate mowing the lawn, I've always hated mowing the lawn, and I will not mow the lawn. Either you'll do it or we find some stupid migrant laborer to do it. And that's final."
I didn't know what the proper response was, so I said nothing, waiting to hear what the remaining three things on his list were. But he said no more.
"Is that it?" I asked him.
"All I can think of," he said, "You're mowing the lawn. I mean it." He sat back, evidently quite pleased with himself.
Cerceaux's Boyfriend Mr. Bigger than Average wrote:
On our first date, Larry asked me, "How much pipe can you fit?"
"...Huh?"
He said, "Pipe. You know. 'I'm laying pipe'? You know. Man-meat. Are you a little girl down there?"
Aghast, I said, "We're not talking about this!"
He said, "I just don't want to waste your time. I've hurt a lot of women. Busted their boxes. If you know what I mean."
He was sitting across the table from me, but I still couldn't help but feel a phantom pang of pain.
He said, "I'm trying to be considerate here. Don't get all uptight on me."
"Okay. Thanks. Moving on..."
The rest of the date was less awkward, but there was no way I was going to see this guy again. When he called to ask me out again, he left a voicemail that said, "I hope you're being immature about what we talked about. I'm huge and I don't want to hurt you when we start doing it. Call me."
Thanks to Alcoholics Anonymous, I've been sober for four years. I'm proud of that, but George almost ruined everything.
When I just started AA, I also started dating George. I was completely upfront about my addiction with him. Half-expecting him to run, he instead told me a touching story about how his own father struggled with alcoholism and how his family was supportive and encouraging throughout his rehabilitation. I felt better after he confided that in me.
A date or two later, he asked me out to a bar. I thought that was a curious choice, especially as he knew what I was going through. Still, he said, "It has great food. Trust me."
Once there, he ordered hard alcohol and encouraged me to do the same. "George," I said, "You know I'm trying to go sober."
He laughed and said, "Seriously, what are you drinking?"
I ordered a Sprite. George teased me about it and waved his drink under my nose. "Sure you don't want any?" he asked, "Alcohol is so good."
I finally snapped and said, "What the hell are you trying to do to me?"
George then acted hurt and said, "I was really hoping you'd understand. I don't have an alcoholic father. That whole thing was made up. I just wanted to see if I could get you to drink. Like a personal challenge for myself."
I couldn't believe it. I didn't want to believe it. He said, "It's the only hope that's kept me going these past couple weeks. Just take a sip. It won't kill you. Just one sip. It would make me happier than I've ever been."
He held his drink out to me again. I fought it and I won. I stood up to leave and he said, "Don't go! You'll make a grown man cry if you go. I'll kill myself if you go. Just don't go."
I went. Is he alive? Dead? Who can say?

My date with Alex actually went well. So well in fact that when we sat down pond-side after dinner and he went for a kiss, I was all too happy to enjoy one with him.
After several moments of bliss, he looked me in the eyes and said, "I know this'll sound weird, but I feel like I've known you for a long time."
He wasn't too far off. After all, we had spoken online for five weeks before meeting in person. It was a little strange to have just met him for the first time and yet know a lot about him.
"I know what you mean," I agreed.
He said, "It's like I've slept with you a dozen times, already."
Cue record player screech. Then he said, "Which we can totally do whenever you want. But preferably soon. I've been abstaining all week, if you know what I mean."
I said as gently as possible, "You might be looking at abstaining for a little while longer."
He replied, "Oh, great. I should've guessed you were one of those nun-girls."
"Nun-girls?"
"Yeah," he said, then stood up and brushed himself off. "Ready to go?"
I was. He walked me back to my car and didn't try anything, but he did say, "Maybe being less selfish will help you in the future."
"I could say the same," I retorted, but he was already off, doubtless headed home for a long night of breaking his abstention over and over and over again.

*horrified*

As for cats, they're adorable the world over, and thank God for that. :)
*gag* XD
 

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Waited in line for 4 hours outside on Thursday to pick up my Anime Expo badge that I already paid for.
And then got inside to be greeted by this. And no that's not just the morning line/crowd before the exhibit hall opens. It's like that ALL DAY EVERYWHERE.
Also it's 100-degree weather outside so try and image the smell.

I used to have fun at this but it's gotten so big (attendance increasing by 10-15k yearly) it's just becoming a huge pain. Tiny hotel cons like PMX might not have as much going on, but at least you can move around freely.

Kimura U was cool though. She's like...on a permanent sugar rush, hahah. I admire her bravery getting up and singing in front of the most dead crowd ever.
 

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And then got inside to be greeted by this.
Good Lord, it was so hot that Spongebob melted? :lol:

Random: when did the MS Word spellchecker get so annoying? I was using it this weekend to check over my game script (which puts me in the top 1% of proofreading effort already) and all the "possible wrong word" suggestions it flags are bizarre.

And it doesn't know the word "smooths":
http://english.stackexchange.com/questi ... s-smoothes
 

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Of course I do!

If you ever wonder what I would like as a present, buy me a dictionary! I can't resist them.
 

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flowersofnight wrote:
PureElegance wrote:
what's a very New York thing to do
Waiting in line for cronuts? Or are cronuts "out"? ::ash::
I wouldn't know. I go to Eastern Oklahoma State College.

Last night I harpooned a killer whale! What have YOU guys done lately?!

I have a feeling my pirate brothers are all going to die or at least some of them. Okay, right now my bros consist of:
Stede Bonnet (the nerdy merchant. I'm sure he'll die since I like him so much)
James Kidd (actually Mary Read, one of my heroes)
Edward Thatch (Blackbeard)
Adewale (quartermaster, used to be a slave in Wales)
Caroline (love of my life who just dumped me)
Benjamin Hornigold (he's a gentleman)

Anne Bonny (another hero of mine) is going to appear in the game along with other historical figures. I read the real wiki pages for Stede Bonnet, Edward Thatch, and Benjamin Hornigold. I can't believe these are my bros. I also can't believe I've been to Nassau! I went to a pirate museum there years ago and it was so awesome and there I bought a book on Anne Bonny and Mary Read's trial. I also bought a pirate hat, eye patch, and scroll. Right now in my room I have more than several paintings and prints of old ships, whether in stable mode, at a dock, or in battle.

Whenever I harpoon hammerhead sharks or killer whales I scream. They're much harder to kill and when they come straight towards my little boat and hit me I go, "AHHH!"

The reason I think many of my bros are going to die is because of the tavern song, "Here's a Health to the Company." If you see the music video the person made with clips of the game it's so sad! It's sad in that nostalgia kind of way. The last shot of Edward looking at all of them drinking rum in the tavern, aw!

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=L-lBydebg6w
The sad video made by a fan. It's an old traditional Irish song.
Kind friends and companions come join me in rhyme
Come lift up your voices in chorus with mine
Come lift up your voices all grief to refrain
For we may or might never all meet here again

So here's a health to the company and one to my lass
Let us drink and be merry all out of one glass
Let us drink and be merry, all grief to refrain
For we may or might never all meet here again

Here's a health to the dear lass that I love so well
For her style and her beauty sure none can excel
There's a smile on her countenance as she sits on my knee
There's no man in this wide world as happy as me

So here's a health to the company and one to my lass
Let us drink and be merry all out of one glass
Let us drink and be merry, all grief to refrain
For we may or might never all meet here again

Our ship lies at anchor, she is ready to dock
I wish her safe landing without any shock
And if ever I should meet you by land or by sea
I will always remember your kindness to me

So here's a health to the company and one to my lass
Let us drink and be merry all out of one glass
Let us drink and be merry, all grief to refrain
For we may or might never all meet here again
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poor all of them, no one in that last shot survives to the end of the game
SERIOUSLY?! NOOOOOOOO!
Started to shed a tear. I wish I had a bunch of crew mates and pirate buddies like Edward did.
This song remembers all the good times I had fun with my pals in school know I don't even see them any more it brings back all the good memories
BEST IRISH SONG IN THE WHOLE F*****G WORLD I'M HAPPY TO BE AN IRISHMAN YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
The song makes me really sad, not only for the fact that they all died in the game after you started to like them, but how similar the story of all is to the reality.
This song fits the sadness of the game perfectly and speaks true friendship. My favorite assassins creed game. And to add more, it also shows true friendship
YES!

Okay, so now I know all my bros die :( You know, I really like these type of stories though. That kind of loyalty and brotherhood until death among a group of misfits. Each one, at least in the game, has an interesting personality and voice, with accents, and you can get attached to them quickly. AC3 was missing any type of feeling towards the characters, but this game really hits the spot!

It's true that there's a "sadness" in the game. I would say the entire series is kind of bittersweet. It almost always has someone's life changing in a negative way to serve the cause, and you see how they change over time the more they learn and fulfill their missions. The present time's characters also go through a lot. Edward is the first to not have a very sad introduction. He's an ambitious dreamer and wants to have money and a free life so that's why he gets into pirating, inadvertently getting into the Assassins' cause.

I just love my bros' jokes and how "real" the people in the game seem to be. They seem like so much fun and really believe in the pirate life and freedom. Basically what I've always wanted. They also tease each other and use awesome old lingo. Sigh.

I have my own cove now and I was exploring it with James Kidd. I've been building on it, and I was told that the crew misses wenchin' and debauchin' so I need to make a brothel. That kind of goes against my beliefs, but I have to think like a pirate. I've been sailing around in search for booty and plunder. But now at least I have my own little island and mansion! I renovated the facade and soon I'll renovate the gardens ^^ Now to spend more time with my pirate brothers ;__;
 

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Yesterday I wore some jeans I had picked up from Shibuya 9 years ago. They fit again. Joyous day.

I also stayed up until 5am reading Doctor Sleep. Not so joyous afterday.
 

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Yesterday I wore some jeans I had picked up from Shibuya 9 years ago.
Buying clothes in Japan was your first mistake, but at least you can get some use out of them XD
 

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Yesterday I felt ripped off!

I was at my physical therapy session and I told the therapist I've been seeing about something bothering me a few days ago. So he addressed it for 15 minutes, I swear 15 minutes, and then took me to the exercise machine I use and he told me to do two sets. Then he went to work on someone else across the room, I thought that was weird since normally for the entire hour I'm with him, but I did my sets. Then from across the room he told me to do this other exercise and I was doing them. I felt a little silly talking to him from across the room. I even felt as if I was interrupting him since he was talking to the person he was working on. He still didn't return and was talking to me from across the room while working on the person. Then he told me to get on the bed and do this other exercise, and I did them.

I felt like a dope because I was alone doing all these things and feeling like the third wheel at my own session! I didn't understand why he wasn't working on me at all and was telling me to do what I could have done at home. I pay to spend the hour with him and for 75% of the time he wasn't even near me and was working on someone else.

I was still doing my exercises on the bed when I heard him say, "You're free to go now!" Oh, thanks. I wasn't even sure he was addressing me at first. He had the audacity to ask me if I could come again this week and I said maybe next week, but I didn't make another appointment.


I'm going to see Corinne soon, yay! We're going to The Cellar.
http://www.beechershandmadecheese.com/L ... ellar.aspx
I asked her what time we should meet up, and then I asked, "Do you like cheese?" She said she actually loves cheese, so I said, "Okay how about The Cellar? It's on 900 Broadway let me get the cross street." She said it sounds cool and I said, "I feel like I'm setting up a date LOL."

I can't wait to talk to her because I feel as if she knows me so well, haha. We didn't always get along in Shanghai, which is funny to look back on now. I didn't like the way she teased me and sometimes we'd be silent on the subways. But then we had such great times singing in Changfeng Park at night, running through the back gate area, playing the pirate arcade game, pretending we were Spanish royalty, working on photography, the field trips, and running through the back gate right before it closed behind us! We ran through and turned around and saw the gate closing we were so happy we were hugging each other. THAT WAS EPIC. Whenever I talk about that night in particular I get such a smile on my face.


Germany just scored 4 goals against Brazil in under 2 minutes. Oh my God. My commentators and I are beyond words. I can't believe I just saw that and the fans are literally crying.
 

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flowersofnight wrote:
faith wrote:
Yesterday I wore some jeans I had picked up from Shibuya 9 years ago.
Buying clothes in Japan was your first mistake, but at least you can get some use out of them XD

What do you mean? Japanese clothes are generally really good quality.
I've had stuff for the past decade that still looks almost new.
The problem was that they are a kogyaru size M (for medium).

@PE - my friend has been betting this entire time that the final will be between Germany and the Netherlands because a psychic predicted it.
Even though my friend doesn't believe in psychics, she's hoping this will be true because the lady said a lot of other things, like that the war in Syria would end this year and the Malaysia Airlines flight 370 was kidnapped.
She deperately wants it to happen because then she can convince herself that the woman wasn't a complete fraud lol

It's odd - psychics aren't generally so black and white about things, because then they will be wrong.
It reminds me of that psychic one of the past French presidents would always consult (Mitterrand?)
She was obviously not psychic, but most likely highly intelligent.
 

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Japanese clothes are the best. Well, the ones for women anyway.

Also, I don't care about soccer but this was pretty funny.
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:lol:
“This ad has given hope to all gamblers!”
“Always trust your father”
 

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@PE - my friend has been betting this entire time that the final will be between Germany and the Netherlands because a psychic predicted it.
Even though my friend doesn't believe in psychics, she's hoping this will be true because the lady said a lot of other things, like that the war in Syria would end this year and the Malaysia Airlines flight 370 was kidnapped.
She deperately wants it to happen because then she can convince herself that the woman wasn't a complete fraud lol
ARGENTINAAAAAA

YEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!


I'm just glad they made it to the final game! I love Messi being so happy! He's the best! I don't want to hope for anything, but I'm glad we'll see them one more time. My dad was on the verge of a nervous breakdown the entire game and my mom hid her face with a newspaper. They're nerds.

Conversation with Corinne was really nice! I told her about how awesome AC4 was and she wants to buy it now. It's a fantastic game! Last night I went to Florida!

We also reminisced about Shanghai and she asked, "How did the Family Mart song go again?" I couldn't remember, but she did! I checked Youtube to make sure and found a remix that got me emotional...

I remembered going in there always for my steamed buns and orange juice. There were Three Kingdoms games for sale too. I was also happily surprised at how accessible birth control was, all of the items were right at the cash register area! There was a young guy who I saw almost every time I went there to the point he recognized me and my need for steamed buns. Once I dropped all of my coins all over the floor. I would also go there for my milk cartons and toilet paper. I also bought a few emergency ramen bowls for times I was low on food and wasn't willing to leave, haha. I had a water boiler in my room that I used a few times. Usually I thought it would explode because of the noises it would make. There was a surprising amount of things in that little Family Mart store. Since plastic bags were extra kuai I would carry everything by hand most of the time. When I climbed over the gate one night, I just rolled everything underneath the gate to the other side. I also bought some super glue to fix my black boots with. I also bought cups, a glass one too, sour cream and onion Pringles, Oreos, and disposable chopsticks. There were also delicious types of bread and sweets. Oh, I almost forgot about the sandwiches I bought! I loved them.

The remix:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=36YlB_6dUic

She said she remembers once she, Shannen, and I, she forgets who else, were in the subway. Someone asked, "How did the New York City subways sound like?" She said we all sat in silence because we tried hard to remember. For the life of me I wouldn't be able to tell you. Then Corinne told us, "Stand clear of the closing doors please!" I'm pretty sure that time was us going to Qipu Road. It was Shannen, Elisa, Corinne, and I. I remember I loved the 10 kuai stores and getting deals on necklaces. I bought one with a ship! Corinne got herself a green coat and haggled really well. We then all went to Ajisen Ramen where I had my beef braised noodles with a side of little hot dogs and fries.

I also said I had been meaning to do something for a while now, that it keeps nagging at me, and after having another "Squidward Trying to Say Sorry to Spongebob" moment I finally told her what it was. Maybe it's because I wish someone told me to do this instead of having to figure it out and wonder about it on my own. Maybe if it had come from someone else it would have seemed more reasonable? After I spilled the beans, she said it would actually be helpful, but to really think it through!

We finished and I told her about the tavern songs and sea shanties I've been learning. I said my favorite is "Young Edwin in the Lowlands Low" and she asked me how it went. I was all, "Well you know it's about a servant maid named Emma. She loved a sailor bold." XD I told her the whole story, about greed, and she said it's a cool song and I should sing sea shanties for a living. I know, right? I find "Young Edwin" so sad though, and one of my dad's friends asked why I listen to such a sad song. A couple of days ago I was sweeping the floors and scrubbing and I sang "William Taylor" to myself. For some reason, "Four and twenty British sailors met him on the king's highway, as he went for to be married, pressed he was and sent away" is really catchy for me.

I dropped her off at the subway and I wandered about on my own. I passed by Gramercy Park, but I went to Madison Square Park. I sat down on a bench, wondering about what I believe in, until this disheveled black guy walked by me a couple of times until he stood two feet in front of me and stared at me. I left since it was creepy and I felt as if he was looking at my bag. I wished I could have sat down though in peace.

For some reason we talked about Beauty and the Beast and for me that's the greatest movie of all time. I just love that movie. If anyone criticizes it in front of me I want them to roll over and die! XD Once I had to sit through a documentary criticizing Disney, saying it's evil basically, and they also criticized Beauty and the Beast and ugh! It was awful and stupid! I just think that movie is so beautiful. I love that moment when Belle looks into Beast as a Human's blue eyes and says, "It is you!"

One of my favorite parts ever is when during "Be Our Guest" Mrs. Potts comes out to sing. That little scene makes me so happy! It's just so good and well-done. The prologue too!

I love Belle's relationship with her dad, how she loves to read, and how she asks, "Papa, do you think I'm odd?" When she runs on the hill, talking about adventure and wishing someone could understand! She's the best. She's such a good person, sigh. And "Something There," when she's standing behind the tree and talking about how this is new and a bit alarming and does that thing with her pinky. I actually do that sometimes XD That song is so romantic, sigh! I love Beast trying to feed the chubby little birds! And when Beast says, "I let her go" and Cogsworth says, "You WHAT?" And the library scene! And the ending, oh my God. It's beautiful. I just love the lessons in it ::squee::

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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1ptyzcRDakw
BEAUTIFUL.

BRB *goes to get tissues*
 

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No! Football is the global bread and circus! No yay Footbal! REVOLUTION!!!


...it's my brother's brithday today. Happy birthday my brother.
It's also my grandma's on the 14th and my mother's on the 16th.
Thankfully our family doesn't do gifts or this week would be really expensive.
..well, grandma does gifts. But she gives stuff other people have given her that she doesn't want.
Last time I saw her she tried to convince me I wanted a pair of halloween toe-socks.
No grandma :lol:

She even has everything in bags with the name of the person who gave them to her, so she remembers not to give it back to the person at Christmas.
I adore my grandmother.
 

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She even has everything in bags with the name of the person who gave them to her, so she remembers not to give it back to the person at Christmas.
I adore my grandmother.
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See? Who needs football to cheer you up when you have my grandma :lol:

I have no idea what is wrong with people lately.

1. A colleague yelled at me yesterday, during work. This actually isn't uncommon, for people to yell at people at work. But it's the first time someone I really know and like has done it. It ruined the relationship.

2. I went to the post office today, and this man in his late 20s cut into the queue behind me and threw his envelope at the employee behind the desk. She chewed him out for not treating her like a person and he "apologized" in a very FUWTVR manner. Then when he left he said something like "bye bitch"

3. I went to pick up some fries for me and chicken for the kitties at KFC. The man at the register next to me was having a fit because he saw the sauce for his chicken thingies ring up as extra. The person taking my order had to step in and, even after he explained that the sauce is already included in the price and it just flashes that way on the register, the guy was still arguing. So I sighed. Involuntarily. At this, the guy turns to me, says, "Oh I'm bothering the lady. Sorry, madam, no need to be impatient" and tries to throw his receipt at me...it was paper, so it just kinda like, fluttered somewhere. Then he stormed off.

The manager was horrified and apologised, so I said, "No, no, I unerstand - I'm not French. That man likes to raler." He still gave me 50% off though.


SERIOUSLY. What is WRONG with people lately????
 

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SERIOUSLY. What is WRONG with people lately????
I don't know, but it does scare me sometimes. There's no telling how far this type of violence may go, and all for no reason AT ALL.
 

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I'm actually not so worried about it turning into real, physical violence. Not in Paris at least.
If it were Japan or Russia or something I would be scared.
But my impression is that the people who throw fits in Paris, assuming they don't look crazy, are relatively safe.

They yell and complain because they are powerless and insecure, and society does accept and even encourage this behavior to a degree.
It's their way to feel superior to people in situations where they have to rely on others for assistance.
So they're actually acting within tacitly accepted social boundaries (even if everyone else will think they're an asshole).
If someone did it in Japan though, it would be socially unacceptable and suggest a mental abnormality.

I can actually say I feel relatively safe in Paris :)


Oh also, thinking about it, I've had a few people be abnormally nice to me this week too.
Maybe it has to do with ME? I'm wearing nicer stuff now that it's warmer out and I've lost the meds weight.
 

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Ugh, there's this homeless lady who hangs out in the Famima at Union Station and she's really annoying because you don't realize she's a crazy homeless lady right off the bat (she's clean and dressed normally albeit a little disheveled) but she'll come and start laying stuff on the counter and mumbling to herself when people are trying to check out in hope that they'll pay for her bananas or something.

More importantly, there are finally My Little Pony band-aids! I was so excited when I bought them but it was nearly a week before I got a proper paper cut. ::hora::
 
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