penguinpride

I started taking a picture a day, for a year, to document my life.

I wasn’t miserable on new years eve despite the fact that my girl was in another state, where i had wanted to go but couldn’t. although my natural instincts told me to stay home and mope about where i could be and what i could be doing, i instead forced myself to go to my friend’s new years party.

and as it turned out, i had fun after all. :D

PS. pictures can be located on my Facebook (which can be located from the WP World menu to the left)

Amazing when you put your mind to it…

I find it absolutely amazing. I put it off and put it off, my mind drawing blanks every time i tried to think of something.

then one night i got no angry with myself i took an idea, a rather emotional idea, but an idea nonetheless, and ran with it.

it was fun ranting in the form of a college essay. but once i got it all out and calmed down, i realized that it just needed minor touch ups and it would be perfectly fine! it even answers the prompt!

i am SO happy right now! this was my biggest hurdle in the college application process and now it’s done. i’m flying right now, in my mind. because its finished. all done.

:D

An Irishman working at the Guinness brewery slipped, fell into a vat, and drowned. The manager goes over to the man’s house to tell his wife the bad news.

“I’m sorry to have to tell you this.”, the manager told the new widow. “But I have some terrible news. Your husband had an accident at the factory and died.”

“Oh No!”, exclaimed the wife. “What happened?”

“He slipped and fell in a vat of beer. I’m afraid he drowned.”

“That’s terrible. Did he suffer?”, she asked.

“I don’t think so.”, answered the manager. “He got out 3 times to pee.”

…London? In 1814 perhaps.

Apparently after losing another war to the United States in 1812-14, the British realized that the culprit of their failure was obviously Tea. So, they turned to the next best thing, Beer.

And the merrie olde English people got into it. Soon the brewers were all trying to outdo each other, and tho throw the bigger party, and to get the people drunkest. For example, in 1814, one London brewery built a vat measuring 22 feet in height and with a diameter of 60 feet, with room for 200 people inside. That’s apparently how Brits celebrate the construction of a megavat. They throw a dinner party inside. Beer was likely served.

The dinner ended but the party had just begun. They filled the vat up with four thousand barrels of beer. Unfortunately, one of the supporting hoops was faulty, and the vat ruptured, setting off a chain reaction which released 1.3 billion gallons of beer into the streets. Two buildings collapsed and nine people died. But wait. There’s more.

The local constabulary was called out to help, but their rescue efforts were blocked by people coming out of their houses to drink beer off the road. Finally, many of the injured were brought to the hospital, smelling like beer. However, the other patients thought that the smell meant that the hospital was giving away free beer. Riots broke out and more people died.

So I think that in 2014, we should all go to London and reenact this great historical event for the sake of its 200th anniversary. Whose with me?

i was writing a college essay when my computer got a virus and it got deleted. that was before the december 1 deadline. my defeatism took over and i didn’t make the deadline.

now i have more time. and i started writing a new essay, even better than the first one, about someone who has had a tremendous impact on the way i view life over the past few months. i did it on my sister’s laptop.

which now mysteriously refuses to turn on.

if there is a god, he doesn’t want me to go to college, apparently :(

Christmas is a time of happiness! omg right?

well i think i’ve had just about the worst Christmas ever.

it’s not so much the fact that i got one thing off my christmas list. i’m more upset with the fact that i got so much meaningless shit.

my motto for christmas is: its not the gift, it’s the giver. but the gift always reflects the giver. case in point: my girlfriend gave me my favourite gift of this christmas: a very cute pair of penguins (her favourite animal) which generate a kissing sound when their beaks are brought together. they are so damn cute i put them on photobucket and have been showing them off to people all day:

stephanie left all the tags on my presents. i asked her why and she said it was in case i didn’t like them and wanted to return them. she’s insane. i LOVE the presents she got me, because they are filled with meaning. she also got me penguin boxers and a reversible american eagle (my favourite brand) knit hat.

my parents went all out this christmas, and when i say all out i mean out to office depot. i got a stapler, a box of staples, a staple remover, a tape dispenser, 5 rolls of refill tape, a pair of scissors, 4 pens, and a box of post-it notes.

i told them that if i got one present this christmas, i wanted an iPod, due to the fact that I am the last kid in the world without one. i wish they had left the tags on, so i could return them all and with the money i could go half in on an ipod with myself. i would do it, too.

its just that, well, i don’t need any of that stuff. i already have scissors, i don’t have anything that needs stapling, and i already have 2 tape dispensers, both of which are working fine and have plenty of refills.

but coloured post-it notes are fun!!!!

my parents bugged me for so long for my list, and when i finally give it to them, they get nothing on it. that’s bad enough. but getting me useless shit is worse, in my opinion. when i buy presents, i try to make it something useful and special, something people would use and think of me. i got my friends things like a Waterpik and a memory card. ade loves chipotle, so i got him a $50 gift card to there.

i’m just selfish and greedy i guess, but i guess i just like getting things for christmas.

i would have been satisfied with just the penguins, boxers, hat, and ipod. if thats all the presents i got i would have been more than happy. i would have been elated.

but i like to go all-out when i buy presents for people. if i know somebody wants something in particular, i’ll try my hardest to buy it for them! i gave my sister a Nintendo DS. i think i made her day, her year, possibly next year too, from the look on her face. :)

i’m going back to my mom’s house in a minute. i’m going to bring my good gifts:

- my Penguins
- my Hat
- my Boxers (i’m wearing them!)
- my new pj’s
- my new Wallet
- a CD by the Killers (Sawdust)
- my new flash drive

I’m very happy about the above gifts. don’t get me wrong. but i wish there wasn’t so much meaningless fluff. thats not what christmas is about.

-The Grinch

PS. When i get back to my mom’s house, there will be another round of present opening. yet another perk of having divorced parents, i guess. (*sarcasm*) perhaps i’ll get something nice.

but what i really want is for my mom to say that i can spend new years with stephanie at their lake house in virginia. that would make my life! lol seriously though, if she says yes, it won’t matter how shitty of a christmas, like if my sister sat on her DS or if i didn’t get any gifts at all. i would be happy.

on the flip side, if she says i’m not going, i’m going to be about as shattered as that DS. :(