Okay, after a week-long delay + 3 days for my drinking binge (I turned 20 on May 28), I have returned! Missed me? Of course not.
So I've got this Audio Visual job for the Canadian Congress of Humanities and Social Sciences. The Congress is some 10 day thing they're holding on my University campus where people present REALLY boring shit (I had to sit in one of the conferences to make sure the machine was working fine and the presenter was talking about FONTS for an hour... FONTS??? COME ON!!! Who gives a shit where Times New Roman came from?) Anyway, there's 24 man staff of A/V techies (myself being one of them) and we're posted in some of the buildings and have to hook stuff up for the delegates if they booked things like computers, video projectors, etc etc. It's really the easiest job I've ever had.. I worked from 7-3 today and After 10:15 I literally did nothing. In fact, I fell asleep for awhile).
Anyways, while I can't complain about that, what I WILL complain about is the bus passes. All of the delegates get a complimentary bus pass for the all routes for the 10 days, but the friggin' employees don't. Come ON, we WORK for you, you can't spring to give us the damn passes? I have to get up at 5:30 AM for this job, and at that point I'm far too incoherent to find 2.50 for the bus, or 5 bucks if I don't feel like walking home (which I don't, ever.. too far). Hell, it's a miracle I remember to wear pants before walking out the door. So why not give us a damn bus pass? It's not like the University doesn't have mad stacks of cash already, since they are a campus of 40K students and they only need about 2K to break even each year... but they can give these damn delegates a bus pass? Horseshit! I have to get to work, and apart from eating all your food while I'm there, I don't wanna spend money (I actually just take the food, since it's on tables everywhere).
Luckily for me, I know a guy who knows a guy (who thought I'd ever use that phrase?) and he was handing out the bus passes, so I got one. Take THAT, whoever decided against giving staff bus passes!
-Mark.
Monday, May 30, 2005
Saturday, May 21, 2005
Do You Realize?
Y'know what really pisses me off? People with douchebag MSN names. I can understand people bitching about something that happened in their life (and putting like "person X is a douchetard") or being frustrated at something and going off in caps-locked swearing fests... I'm not talking about that, those are great. I'm also not talking about how people will put amusing quotes or just their name, those are sensical and sometimes comical.
I'm talking about the douches that put shit like "I love my idiotic boyfriend/girlfriend/famous person/band/barbeque grill/etc". Nobody gives a shit who you love or why, don't clutter up my precious MSN viewage with crap I don't care about. Obviously the world should bow down to my every demands anyway, so stop this plague of caring and affection for inaminate objects already.
Moving along. I also hate when people put song lyrics in their name - jebus, I've done it one or two times but at least my lyrics made absolutely no sense. Course, I even hated my own lack of originality when I did it. But seriously. I don't want to read some shit that NOBODY understands... And if I'm being contradictory, it's because you're too stupid to see my minute difference.
Bottom line: When you use MSN, don't give me something heartwarming unless I actually care about you (and I care about so few people), don't give me song lyrics because I'll block you, and HAVE AN INTERESTING OR AMUSING NAME!!!
Jackasses.
-Mark
I'm talking about the douches that put shit like "I love my idiotic boyfriend/girlfriend/famous person/band/barbeque grill/etc". Nobody gives a shit who you love or why, don't clutter up my precious MSN viewage with crap I don't care about. Obviously the world should bow down to my every demands anyway, so stop this plague of caring and affection for inaminate objects already.
Moving along. I also hate when people put song lyrics in their name - jebus, I've done it one or two times but at least my lyrics made absolutely no sense. Course, I even hated my own lack of originality when I did it. But seriously. I don't want to read some shit that NOBODY understands... And if I'm being contradictory, it's because you're too stupid to see my minute difference.
Bottom line: When you use MSN, don't give me something heartwarming unless I actually care about you (and I care about so few people), don't give me song lyrics because I'll block you, and HAVE AN INTERESTING OR AMUSING NAME!!!
Jackasses.
-Mark
Sunday, May 15, 2005
Monday, May 09, 2005
Myspace = electronic garbage
So I'm back with yet another rant from hell. This time, I will break down the "phenom" that is MSN Myspace.
What the hell is up with everyone "wanting" or "needing" to get a "myspace" so they can tell all their idiot friends about their crappy lives and their mundane, megar, useless daily activities ("well today I got up and had a piece of toast"... so what?). Even if they say anything mildly interesting, don't show me pictures of you doing nothing. I'll get back to this in a moment.
However, I'd probably hate Myspace less if it wasn't affiliated with Microsoft. MSN/Microsoft has a knack for turning everything they create into a buggy POS, and failing that, something destructively monopolizing or child-killingly evil. Now yes this is hypocritical of me since I use Windows ME, possibly the worst system Microsoft has ever created, but I've learned it's throws and with the helpful patches from people who also hate but won't update, and some technical lerndening (I spelt that wrong on purpose), I've actually got this bitch running smoothly. Anyway, Microsoft's "let's ID with the teens and youthful money-irresponsible idiots" Myspace is just yet another attempt to create a monopoly, of..free..space. Hey, I don't have to explain my unfounded hatred and irrational disgust with MSN. It's bad enough I use their Messenger because it's the "best" instant messaging program, but once again, I patched the hell out of it to destroy any traces of Microsoft "helpfulness" (the search bar, ads, logos, stupid winks and nudges... GONE).
Anyways, in short: Myspace sucks, don't be a fanboy/fangirl and waste my ocular superiority by having me read your crap.
-Mark
What the hell is up with everyone "wanting" or "needing" to get a "myspace" so they can tell all their idiot friends about their crappy lives and their mundane, megar, useless daily activities ("well today I got up and had a piece of toast"... so what?). Even if they say anything mildly interesting, don't show me pictures of you doing nothing. I'll get back to this in a moment.
However, I'd probably hate Myspace less if it wasn't affiliated with Microsoft. MSN/Microsoft has a knack for turning everything they create into a buggy POS, and failing that, something destructively monopolizing or child-killingly evil. Now yes this is hypocritical of me since I use Windows ME, possibly the worst system Microsoft has ever created, but I've learned it's throws and with the helpful patches from people who also hate but won't update, and some technical lerndening (I spelt that wrong on purpose), I've actually got this bitch running smoothly. Anyway, Microsoft's "let's ID with the teens and youthful money-irresponsible idiots" Myspace is just yet another attempt to create a monopoly, of..free..space. Hey, I don't have to explain my unfounded hatred and irrational disgust with MSN. It's bad enough I use their Messenger because it's the "best" instant messaging program, but once again, I patched the hell out of it to destroy any traces of Microsoft "helpfulness" (the search bar, ads, logos, stupid winks and nudges... GONE).
Anyways, in short: Myspace sucks, don't be a fanboy/fangirl and waste my ocular superiority by having me read your crap.
-Mark
Saturday, May 07, 2005
Odd...
Now this is kind of off topic from my usual rants, but do you ever get in a ridiculously foul mood where you hate everything and are on the brink of snapping and killing everyone you know in a violent bloodlust when something totally random just catches you off guard?
It happened to me this morning. I couldn't sleep, so I ended up getting 3 hours all night.. well I was taking a vitamin in the morning, opened the medicine cabinet, and found.... amongst the clutter, an empty Dr. Pepper can. Not at the front, either.. it was mixed in the middle. Apparently in my sleep deprivated state sometime last night I must have drank one, and put it in there for some reason.. but I don't remember doing it or why it was there.
Needless to say, it really threw me off and was quite odd.
-Mark, a bit perplexed
It happened to me this morning. I couldn't sleep, so I ended up getting 3 hours all night.. well I was taking a vitamin in the morning, opened the medicine cabinet, and found.... amongst the clutter, an empty Dr. Pepper can. Not at the front, either.. it was mixed in the middle. Apparently in my sleep deprivated state sometime last night I must have drank one, and put it in there for some reason.. but I don't remember doing it or why it was there.
Needless to say, it really threw me off and was quite odd.
-Mark, a bit perplexed
Tuesday, May 03, 2005
Rage Against the Stupidity
Back to harping all over Peter's refute of my point about the NDP's being bags of douches. Specifically, Layton.
Okay, so I'll start this blog out by admitting I was in fact, wrong about the NDP governing control. They have two positions of power in Manitoba and some other province.
Now, to point out Peter's bullshit. You know damn well that if the roles were reversed and the Conservatives were the smaller opposition, you'd throw up how the Conservatives wouldn't be able to change from their "mistake" of the early 90's in Ontario. (Which the NDP f**ked up). Does Layton want this government to work? Probably, but he'd be a hell of a lot happier if the Liberals sided with him. If it was a Conservative minority, Layton would definitely vote against "ONE" mistake.
Why should the public let 2 BILLION dollars slide? One mistake by the Liberals? Bullshit! Gun scandal, Sponsorship scandal, piss-poor management of funds, Paul Martin was the goddamn MINISTER OF FINANCE when Cretien was in power and he let this shit slide. Now he's the damn PM, that's a massive "X" to put beside his name.
But Layton only has one reason for wanting this government to work "together". First of all, if the Liberals bugger themselves over, over an ISSUE of MONEY SPENDING, something the NDPs are notorius for doing freely, while the Conservatives are typically tightass about that, chances are the public will go for the Conservative government. Layton wants the Liberals to stay in power because he has the most leeway with them. If the Liberals go down, Layton rides that train to hell with them. When the most power you have is 24-ish seats (I'd figure it out, but it's definitely no more then that.. possibly less), obviously you realize that if your opposite spectrum party could get MAJORITY control, you're buggered if you don't throw your support behind the controlling party.
Do I think Harper would do a good job? Hell no, the Conservatives would do a piss-poor job. Eves and Harris ruined the Conserve's for me with their idiotic amalgamation BS of the mid-90's. Martin sucks at being PM, that's for damn sure. Layton I am confident would ruin this country with his moronic spending habits that his party is KNOWN for and HAVEN'T changed over since the damn of the party. That leaves the Green party. Here's hoping they score a seat in the next election, so at parties start freaking out realizing that people are starting to hate the big 3.
Refute that!!
-Mark
Okay, so I'll start this blog out by admitting I was in fact, wrong about the NDP governing control. They have two positions of power in Manitoba and some other province.
Now, to point out Peter's bullshit. You know damn well that if the roles were reversed and the Conservatives were the smaller opposition, you'd throw up how the Conservatives wouldn't be able to change from their "mistake" of the early 90's in Ontario. (Which the NDP f**ked up). Does Layton want this government to work? Probably, but he'd be a hell of a lot happier if the Liberals sided with him. If it was a Conservative minority, Layton would definitely vote against "ONE" mistake.
Why should the public let 2 BILLION dollars slide? One mistake by the Liberals? Bullshit! Gun scandal, Sponsorship scandal, piss-poor management of funds, Paul Martin was the goddamn MINISTER OF FINANCE when Cretien was in power and he let this shit slide. Now he's the damn PM, that's a massive "X" to put beside his name.
But Layton only has one reason for wanting this government to work "together". First of all, if the Liberals bugger themselves over, over an ISSUE of MONEY SPENDING, something the NDPs are notorius for doing freely, while the Conservatives are typically tightass about that, chances are the public will go for the Conservative government. Layton wants the Liberals to stay in power because he has the most leeway with them. If the Liberals go down, Layton rides that train to hell with them. When the most power you have is 24-ish seats (I'd figure it out, but it's definitely no more then that.. possibly less), obviously you realize that if your opposite spectrum party could get MAJORITY control, you're buggered if you don't throw your support behind the controlling party.
Do I think Harper would do a good job? Hell no, the Conservatives would do a piss-poor job. Eves and Harris ruined the Conserve's for me with their idiotic amalgamation BS of the mid-90's. Martin sucks at being PM, that's for damn sure. Layton I am confident would ruin this country with his moronic spending habits that his party is KNOWN for and HAVEN'T changed over since the damn of the party. That leaves the Green party. Here's hoping they score a seat in the next election, so at parties start freaking out realizing that people are starting to hate the big 3.
Refute that!!
-Mark
Friday, April 29, 2005
How I feel
And it's how you all feel too when you're the nice guy that gets SCREWED. Click.
I didn't get screwed, I guess, but sometimes when you put effort into things and end up with nothing, this is how I feel.
-Mark
I didn't get screwed, I guess, but sometimes when you put effort into things and end up with nothing, this is how I feel.
-Mark
Wednesday, April 27, 2005
Time to argue
Oho, finally, a blog WORTH posting about. Actually it's my friend's (Peter's Randomness) blog, but finally something we can argue on (although we basically argue about everything - a consistent friendship is good to have). In his blog post in the link, which is viewable by clicking here, he rants about how Steven Harper can't identify with the Eastern Canadian vote and why Jack Layton is some sort of god.
Course, he's wrong. I'm not a fan of Harper nor will I vote for the douchebag, so we'll get this out of the way already. I'm actually what I call a "vote thrower", someone who will likely always vote for a party that has no chance to win - it's my right to vote, and I will excercise that right by going out and throwing my vote away since every party in the history of time sucks. I just hate hearing "if you don't vote you can't complain", well shut the fuck up, that's what I'm going to do. Anyways, back on topic.
Layton's a moron. In fact, all NDP party members are. We'll review the last time the NDP got in power (since they've never even been the official opposition party federally, I'm going to provincial levels). Bob Rae had a minority government in Ontario back in the late 80's early 90's (sometime around then), and he completely fucked up the province by going spend-crazy. After he blew all of the money the province had on idiotic programs (that failed, btw), he then issued a MANDATORY, UNPAID day off once per month. Anyone struggling to get by was hence further screwed. When you make minimum wage or can barely get by, losing a day of work could be your end. Multiply that by 12, and you've lost nearly 300-500 dollars a year. And you're going to let a government with that kind of money problems into power FEDERALLY? Don't give me that minority gov't BS, cause Rae had a minority gov't and still pulled this shit.
Now Harper's problem with Eastern votes. If you look at the Conservatives' past, they haven't ever really got much Eastern support. You could easily spin that around on Layton's NDP and say they don't reach out to the Western Canadians, which has always been a fragile region since the Confederation. Quebec's got its own problems with the Bloc being insane seperatists (remember the Referendum, and how Quebec wanted to be independent but still keep our currency and all that crap? Yeah, um, not happening). While that fisselled briefly under Cretien, Martin's crapulence lead them back up. Still, they aren't the Official Opposition, so they get a big pile of shut up and a bag of "if you leave you're more fucked then if you stay" to take home. Canada's always bent over backwards for the French-Canadians, and they routinely complain (the politicians, at least).
Are the Liberals any better? Hell no. But let's at least wait until the commish finishes their investigation. All I'm hoping from the inevitable election is that the Green party gains more power, and hopefully at least one seat.
That is all. Refute away, Peter.
-Mark
Course, he's wrong. I'm not a fan of Harper nor will I vote for the douchebag, so we'll get this out of the way already. I'm actually what I call a "vote thrower", someone who will likely always vote for a party that has no chance to win - it's my right to vote, and I will excercise that right by going out and throwing my vote away since every party in the history of time sucks. I just hate hearing "if you don't vote you can't complain", well shut the fuck up, that's what I'm going to do. Anyways, back on topic.
Layton's a moron. In fact, all NDP party members are. We'll review the last time the NDP got in power (since they've never even been the official opposition party federally, I'm going to provincial levels). Bob Rae had a minority government in Ontario back in the late 80's early 90's (sometime around then), and he completely fucked up the province by going spend-crazy. After he blew all of the money the province had on idiotic programs (that failed, btw), he then issued a MANDATORY, UNPAID day off once per month. Anyone struggling to get by was hence further screwed. When you make minimum wage or can barely get by, losing a day of work could be your end. Multiply that by 12, and you've lost nearly 300-500 dollars a year. And you're going to let a government with that kind of money problems into power FEDERALLY? Don't give me that minority gov't BS, cause Rae had a minority gov't and still pulled this shit.
Now Harper's problem with Eastern votes. If you look at the Conservatives' past, they haven't ever really got much Eastern support. You could easily spin that around on Layton's NDP and say they don't reach out to the Western Canadians, which has always been a fragile region since the Confederation. Quebec's got its own problems with the Bloc being insane seperatists (remember the Referendum, and how Quebec wanted to be independent but still keep our currency and all that crap? Yeah, um, not happening). While that fisselled briefly under Cretien, Martin's crapulence lead them back up. Still, they aren't the Official Opposition, so they get a big pile of shut up and a bag of "if you leave you're more fucked then if you stay" to take home. Canada's always bent over backwards for the French-Canadians, and they routinely complain (the politicians, at least).
Are the Liberals any better? Hell no. But let's at least wait until the commish finishes their investigation. All I'm hoping from the inevitable election is that the Green party gains more power, and hopefully at least one seat.
That is all. Refute away, Peter.
-Mark
Saturday, April 23, 2005
Comedy through manipulation
So, in my ever sarcastic asshole-ish ways, I get back from two brutal exams (one where I wrote 20 pages in 3 hours. That was sick.) and go on to my occasional chat place when I have nothing better to do (Flash Flash Revolution - not what it seems). Of course, I've been carousing on that site for the better half of two years so the regulars know who I am. Usually I'm on my webcam, but this night I decided to go against showing people my glorius self.
Course, within two minutes, I've got a bunch of horny idiots asking me if I'm a girl. I don't know how you take the SN "Jazzmosis" and assume it's a girl, but I was pissed, so I decided to fuck with their minds. I called myself a 20/f/Canada (the only difference being that I'm male), and that my camera was "broken", hence why I couldn't show them who I was. This is how easy it is to get idiotic guys to tell you inner secrets. They asked what I looked like, so I googled some random picture of a girl who looks about 20. (Girl's picture: Here). Course I got a flood of compliments, so I began to act like a chick (overuse of emoticons, telling these ass-bags I thought they were sweet when they said "ur hot" and acting like I was "turned on" when they said "I wanna fuck you so bad right now". Apparently all it takes is a random lie about a girl masturbating three times in one day and these morons are ready to jerk to every word you put in front of them. While acting like I was impressed while assbag #1 lied about his age (started at 21, went to 17 by the end) and his apparent size (8"... sure), I acted like the girl every pathetic loser that goes to a video chat looking to pick up chicks that are way out of their league could ever dream of. I was, of course, single, horny, had the perfect body (I called myself with a C cup and 105 pounds), and I got "hot" when a guy told me he was jerking to that apparent picture of the "girl of his dreams" while in reality he was actually talking to a 20 year old male that was laughing at him and spreading all the stupid shit around to his friends at the same time so we could all laugh. By the end of it, we had about the entire chat in on this prank... but here's where it gets better. The idiot "wanted to stay in touch", but since I didn't have "MSN" I gave him my AOL (making up a lie about why my name was masculine - because I was a hot chick that loved sports, thus had the name "Jays" in it (I'm a Blue Jay fan, so that's at least justified). But he wanted to hear my voice, so he GAVE ME HIS NUMBER.
What the hell is wrong with today's youth? All it takes to be a stalker is a googled picture of some girl and a ton of lies about how you get turned on by pathetic losers in a chat?
In closing, while I laughed endlessly with everyone else about how losery this guy was (my name was "Kate" in the chat, if you're wondering), I have to apologize to the girl who's picture I ripped off.. some loser will be jerking to you for awhile imagining the words a 20/m said, posing as you. Still, I apologize only to the point where I'd still go back and do it again just to laugh at him. So really, it's your fault for putting your picture on the internet. Should have known that eventually, a jackass like me would randomly find it and use your face as an object to laugh. Hey, at least your face is funny, right?
-Mark, aka "Kate"
Course, within two minutes, I've got a bunch of horny idiots asking me if I'm a girl. I don't know how you take the SN "Jazzmosis" and assume it's a girl, but I was pissed, so I decided to fuck with their minds. I called myself a 20/f/Canada (the only difference being that I'm male), and that my camera was "broken", hence why I couldn't show them who I was. This is how easy it is to get idiotic guys to tell you inner secrets. They asked what I looked like, so I googled some random picture of a girl who looks about 20. (Girl's picture: Here). Course I got a flood of compliments, so I began to act like a chick (overuse of emoticons, telling these ass-bags I thought they were sweet when they said "ur hot" and acting like I was "turned on" when they said "I wanna fuck you so bad right now". Apparently all it takes is a random lie about a girl masturbating three times in one day and these morons are ready to jerk to every word you put in front of them. While acting like I was impressed while assbag #1 lied about his age (started at 21, went to 17 by the end) and his apparent size (8"... sure), I acted like the girl every pathetic loser that goes to a video chat looking to pick up chicks that are way out of their league could ever dream of. I was, of course, single, horny, had the perfect body (I called myself with a C cup and 105 pounds), and I got "hot" when a guy told me he was jerking to that apparent picture of the "girl of his dreams" while in reality he was actually talking to a 20 year old male that was laughing at him and spreading all the stupid shit around to his friends at the same time so we could all laugh. By the end of it, we had about the entire chat in on this prank... but here's where it gets better. The idiot "wanted to stay in touch", but since I didn't have "MSN" I gave him my AOL (making up a lie about why my name was masculine - because I was a hot chick that loved sports, thus had the name "Jays" in it (I'm a Blue Jay fan, so that's at least justified). But he wanted to hear my voice, so he GAVE ME HIS NUMBER.
What the hell is wrong with today's youth? All it takes to be a stalker is a googled picture of some girl and a ton of lies about how you get turned on by pathetic losers in a chat?
In closing, while I laughed endlessly with everyone else about how losery this guy was (my name was "Kate" in the chat, if you're wondering), I have to apologize to the girl who's picture I ripped off.. some loser will be jerking to you for awhile imagining the words a 20/m said, posing as you. Still, I apologize only to the point where I'd still go back and do it again just to laugh at him. So really, it's your fault for putting your picture on the internet. Should have known that eventually, a jackass like me would randomly find it and use your face as an object to laugh. Hey, at least your face is funny, right?
-Mark, aka "Kate"
Tuesday, April 19, 2005
There's only two emotions we need
Let's face it: Happiness is only a cover-up for the pain we all feel. Humans are so caught up in what happened to them that makes us sad that we become obsessed with it. Good, most of the idiots deserve to feel sad - let's face it, as humanity goes on, we've proved how useless and destructive we really are. What DO we have to be happy about?
Here's the problem: We have this "spectrum" of human emotion (thank you, Donnie Darko: You can't just lump things into two categories and deny everything else - life isn't that simple!) that screws with how we act and think. Not that rational thought is a good thing, we usually screw ourselves more (which is sometimes amusing). Anyways, I say abandon the "positive" emotions like happiness, love, caring, kindness - bah, those are useless. We only need these:
1: Anger. When we're angry we don't think straight but we show who we really are - selfish pricks that would throw a homeless man in front of an old lady crossing the street just so they'd both get hit by the car that's running the red light. Anger fuels our desire to say to our friends that they're idiots and we'd rip out their hearts and drink the blood of their children if we had the chance. Anger lowers the human population numbers, and that's a good thing. The last thing we need is more of our idiot kind running around.
2: Pain. Not physical pain, that deep, emotional pain that takes years to heal and causes people to become paranoid shizophrenics that murder buses filled with innocent schoolchildren or firebomb senior citizen's homes. This always leads to public anger, which leads to bad blood.. ah, glorius.
And although it's not an emotion, this is key to humanity: Sarcasm.
Mark
Here's the problem: We have this "spectrum" of human emotion (thank you, Donnie Darko: You can't just lump things into two categories and deny everything else - life isn't that simple!) that screws with how we act and think. Not that rational thought is a good thing, we usually screw ourselves more (which is sometimes amusing). Anyways, I say abandon the "positive" emotions like happiness, love, caring, kindness - bah, those are useless. We only need these:
1: Anger. When we're angry we don't think straight but we show who we really are - selfish pricks that would throw a homeless man in front of an old lady crossing the street just so they'd both get hit by the car that's running the red light. Anger fuels our desire to say to our friends that they're idiots and we'd rip out their hearts and drink the blood of their children if we had the chance. Anger lowers the human population numbers, and that's a good thing. The last thing we need is more of our idiot kind running around.
2: Pain. Not physical pain, that deep, emotional pain that takes years to heal and causes people to become paranoid shizophrenics that murder buses filled with innocent schoolchildren or firebomb senior citizen's homes. This always leads to public anger, which leads to bad blood.. ah, glorius.
And although it's not an emotion, this is key to humanity: Sarcasm.
Mark
Wednesday, April 13, 2005
Open Book is for Ass-packers
Although many people like open book exams, I think they're a crock of shit. And here's why:
With open book exams (University sense, not HS) any assbag can walk in and refer shit from the course regardless of whether they showed up to class. Open book allows people to not actually know jackshit from the course and still have a chance to pass.
Meanwhile, the people that actually show up and do the readings and all that shit are basically even. Sure, they'll probably do better because they're not douchebags like book-fucktards, but the fact that they could potentially get a similiar mark to the morons who didn't show piss me off.
Finally, and this is the clincher: The profs get all shitfucked about referring shit from the book. If you know the shit, you don't need exact text example FOR AN EXAM WITH QUESTIONS YOU DON'T EVEN KNOW BEFOREHAND!!!!
FUCK!!!!!!!!
-Mark
With open book exams (University sense, not HS) any assbag can walk in and refer shit from the course regardless of whether they showed up to class. Open book allows people to not actually know jackshit from the course and still have a chance to pass.
Meanwhile, the people that actually show up and do the readings and all that shit are basically even. Sure, they'll probably do better because they're not douchebags like book-fucktards, but the fact that they could potentially get a similiar mark to the morons who didn't show piss me off.
Finally, and this is the clincher: The profs get all shitfucked about referring shit from the book. If you know the shit, you don't need exact text example FOR AN EXAM WITH QUESTIONS YOU DON'T EVEN KNOW BEFOREHAND!!!!
FUCK!!!!!!!!
-Mark
Monday, April 11, 2005
Being different = Not being noticed
Back to my anger inspired rant. Looks like I'm going to indulge in slamming fads.
They're pretty much everywhere, and where it's most obvious is in the highschool/college asspackers. Sure 14-17 year olds do that whole "emo" bullshit, but that can be written off because they're fucking idiots at that age. It takes someone to beat them over the head with a rusty propane tank before they realize everything they think and feel is:
1: Wrong
2: Irrelevant
3: Not worth talking about
4: Not something only they have felt
But they're stupid, so that's a waste of time to tell them. No, what I'm really getting at here is the fad-boys and girls that are around the 18-24 bracket. We all know them.. wearing the bullshit clothes, those stupid Ugg boots, and talk like a hack. Wearing your hat sideways doesn't make you cool or a rebel. You look like a fucktard with mental problems.
Don't get me wrong, I'm all about the badassery, but let's face it: Actively dressing like you're trying to impress a bunch of people who are equally as stupid as you isn't going to do it. Talking about stupid shit like what some fuckhead did won't do it either.
IF you want to be independant, be your goddamn self. Don't give a shit what people think about you or if you fit into any fucking "clique" or "bracket". Fuck them, they're stupid. Just do your thing, wear what you want. And finally, and this is important, realize these things:
1: Don't do it to get noticed
2: You're not independent; you are a faceless plug society doesn't need.
3: No one will care if you die.
4: No one should care if you die.
5: Consider your death population control. You're helping the world!
Go in peace, assheads.
-Mark
They're pretty much everywhere, and where it's most obvious is in the highschool/college asspackers. Sure 14-17 year olds do that whole "emo" bullshit, but that can be written off because they're fucking idiots at that age. It takes someone to beat them over the head with a rusty propane tank before they realize everything they think and feel is:
1: Wrong
2: Irrelevant
3: Not worth talking about
4: Not something only they have felt
But they're stupid, so that's a waste of time to tell them. No, what I'm really getting at here is the fad-boys and girls that are around the 18-24 bracket. We all know them.. wearing the bullshit clothes, those stupid Ugg boots, and talk like a hack. Wearing your hat sideways doesn't make you cool or a rebel. You look like a fucktard with mental problems.
Don't get me wrong, I'm all about the badassery, but let's face it: Actively dressing like you're trying to impress a bunch of people who are equally as stupid as you isn't going to do it. Talking about stupid shit like what some fuckhead did won't do it either.
IF you want to be independant, be your goddamn self. Don't give a shit what people think about you or if you fit into any fucking "clique" or "bracket". Fuck them, they're stupid. Just do your thing, wear what you want. And finally, and this is important, realize these things:
1: Don't do it to get noticed
2: You're not independent; you are a faceless plug society doesn't need.
3: No one will care if you die.
4: No one should care if you die.
5: Consider your death population control. You're helping the world!
Go in peace, assheads.
-Mark
The Pope Sounds Like Dracula
Tonight, I will ramble again. Actually, no I won't. I started this 30 minutes ago and now I can't be assed to write the rest.
Saturday, April 02, 2005
I exist, too
I absolutely hate it when I do something, or nothing, and a family member comes to me and says "you have to pay for this" or "you have to do this now". First of all, it's usually unrelated to what I've done previously. For example, here's the latest annoyance:
I went out at 3PM to see Sin City, came back at 6:15. Around 9PM my sister "informs" me I have to pay for her cat staying overnight at the vet cause she couldn't take the truck (cause I had it out). First of fucking all, I didn't eve KNOW her cat was at the vet. If I had been INFORMED of this the day before, I'd have taken the buses around to the theatre. You can't blame me for using a mode of transportation that I'm entitled to as much as she is to go and do something when you happened to have needed it but never told me. It's not like I'm a total asshole and would have taken it just so you couldn't. In short, I'm not paying for her cat's stay at the vet when I didn't know.
Second: Just seconds before she drops that ridiculous bomb, she "informs" me that she's going to "need" me to pay for some of her cat's stay at the vet because it's going to clean out half her savings. She's got more fucking money then I do already, so what part of that demand (they never ask; they always demand I do whatever) makes sense? It's not my cat, and I can't afford it. Yes I like the cat and I care for my sister, but there's a limit to what I can do. I don't have a job (school purposes) but I will soon, but I'm financially screwed beyond human belief. Those are just two little things.
However, I just woke up and opened my door to hear her on the phone talking on the phone to my father about both the aforementioned situations. This totally and utterly screws me because her and my dad will easily side against me. So now I'm going to be yelled at, threatened (with losing the Jeep, to which I say, fine.. fuck it), and basically told it's entirely my fault I didn't know and that my sister can't afford the bill. Not that my dad can either, he's got a Jeep and a house to pay off while he continues to blow 400 dollars on a distiller when the one we had worked fine already (that's a different story).
So here's my thing. I'm going to be treated like shit for the next few days, although I'm already doing these jackasses a favour by driving them around. I have to pick up my dad tonight because he's too fucking lazy to take the bus from the train station, my sister is going to bitch at me about money I owe her that I don't, I can guarantee my dad will say "well then you can't drive the truck" at least once, even though I'm actually the safest driver in the house (my dad can't drive). Course, I'm picking him up cause he called me after he left the house and said "I need you to do this on Saturday". Thanks for telling me before you left. He actually avoided me and talked to my roommate about what he was planning to do and told him "Well Mark better not make plans then." WTF?
I exist, too, fucktards!
-Mark
I went out at 3PM to see Sin City, came back at 6:15. Around 9PM my sister "informs" me I have to pay for her cat staying overnight at the vet cause she couldn't take the truck (cause I had it out). First of fucking all, I didn't eve KNOW her cat was at the vet. If I had been INFORMED of this the day before, I'd have taken the buses around to the theatre. You can't blame me for using a mode of transportation that I'm entitled to as much as she is to go and do something when you happened to have needed it but never told me. It's not like I'm a total asshole and would have taken it just so you couldn't. In short, I'm not paying for her cat's stay at the vet when I didn't know.
Second: Just seconds before she drops that ridiculous bomb, she "informs" me that she's going to "need" me to pay for some of her cat's stay at the vet because it's going to clean out half her savings. She's got more fucking money then I do already, so what part of that demand (they never ask; they always demand I do whatever) makes sense? It's not my cat, and I can't afford it. Yes I like the cat and I care for my sister, but there's a limit to what I can do. I don't have a job (school purposes) but I will soon, but I'm financially screwed beyond human belief. Those are just two little things.
However, I just woke up and opened my door to hear her on the phone talking on the phone to my father about both the aforementioned situations. This totally and utterly screws me because her and my dad will easily side against me. So now I'm going to be yelled at, threatened (with losing the Jeep, to which I say, fine.. fuck it), and basically told it's entirely my fault I didn't know and that my sister can't afford the bill. Not that my dad can either, he's got a Jeep and a house to pay off while he continues to blow 400 dollars on a distiller when the one we had worked fine already (that's a different story).
So here's my thing. I'm going to be treated like shit for the next few days, although I'm already doing these jackasses a favour by driving them around. I have to pick up my dad tonight because he's too fucking lazy to take the bus from the train station, my sister is going to bitch at me about money I owe her that I don't, I can guarantee my dad will say "well then you can't drive the truck" at least once, even though I'm actually the safest driver in the house (my dad can't drive). Course, I'm picking him up cause he called me after he left the house and said "I need you to do this on Saturday". Thanks for telling me before you left. He actually avoided me and talked to my roommate about what he was planning to do and told him "Well Mark better not make plans then." WTF?
I exist, too, fucktards!
-Mark
Sunday, March 27, 2005
I've always wondered...
...why people get annoyed at me that I don't try in University and still get good marks (70's). They all work their asses off, freak out about deadlines... work... meanwhile, I don't do any of my readings, and I write my essays just before they're due, while spending the night with friends or watching movies or doing something stupid. And they always get annoyed/jealous at me. Why?
It's not my fault I'm a genius.
-Mark
Footnote: I'm being lighthearted. If you don't get it, then you're stupid!
It's not my fault I'm a genius.
-Mark
Footnote: I'm being lighthearted. If you don't get it, then you're stupid!
Saturday, March 26, 2005
Does any politics work?
I'm just wondering, because it seems no matter where I look, every single political group sucks. I support a fringe group in Canada (loosely) called the Green party, who's main focus is environmentalism. They're on the rise, but still haven't won a seat in parliment (I think at any level) yet. Anyway, that's a bit off topic.
I see the current government and see that it blows. A huge majority of Liberal at the provincal level here, and they've F****d Ontario over royally with some really dumbass decisions, while raising the defecit from 2 billion to 6 billion. Bravo, fuckers. And now they can't blame the conservatives.
That's the problem. Most majority governments are idiots and don't think about the better good of the people that elected them.
Here's my pitch for minority governments: While it's unstable, in order for anything to get done they have to WORK TOGETHER and get a balance of opinions. Course, when they are the opposition the thought of working with each other seems similiar to killing a baby or an orphan performing surgery, so we don't expect miracles. But what the hell is so wrong with different opinions working out a compromise?
Bah, this is why I'm barely political.
-Mark
I see the current government and see that it blows. A huge majority of Liberal at the provincal level here, and they've F****d Ontario over royally with some really dumbass decisions, while raising the defecit from 2 billion to 6 billion. Bravo, fuckers. And now they can't blame the conservatives.
That's the problem. Most majority governments are idiots and don't think about the better good of the people that elected them.
Here's my pitch for minority governments: While it's unstable, in order for anything to get done they have to WORK TOGETHER and get a balance of opinions. Course, when they are the opposition the thought of working with each other seems similiar to killing a baby or an orphan performing surgery, so we don't expect miracles. But what the hell is so wrong with different opinions working out a compromise?
Bah, this is why I'm barely political.
-Mark
Wednesday, March 16, 2005
0 + "Fat" + Any Product = Instant Healthy Food
Okay, I'm back, and I've got a new trick, Magical Mark is slick, ten times as slick as the last time you read him.
Anywho, the genius of weebls-stuff.com aside, I'm here to yell the crap out of something new: Labels on food.
Now while you may think I'm just talking out my ass (which I frequently do), this time I actually have knowledge of the subject at hand. While stuffing my face with Tostitos nachos, I noticed on the label it said "0 trans-fat", boasting it as if it was some sort of newfangled formula of health awareness they were trying to whore to self-health-conscious consumers.
Here's a newsflash: I don't eat Tostitos because I'm trying to be healthy, I eat them cause they taste good, and damn the side-effects. If someone was serious about eating healthy, they wouldn't even walk down the chip isle, since there's nothing healthy there... ever. And the fact that I buy Tostitos all the time and this is the first time I've ever noticed the label really points out the fact that I'm not actively looking for 0 trans-fat foods.
Moving away from that, I'd just like to point out that Nachos WOULDN'T have Trans-fat, since trans-fat only comes from ANIMALS (Humans included). Vegetables cannot have trans-fat, so obviously there wouldn't be any in Nachos. It's just some plug-ass marketing tool heartless corporations are taking advantage of during this "health craze" (although it's a sham, but that's another rant), where if people see the word "fat" and "0" beside it, they'll instantly assume it's good. How many people even KNEW what trans-fat was before I said it was only in animals? That's what I thought.
It just pisses me off when corporations throw any old label that makes them appear health conscious when in reality they're just twisting the words around. It's like saying that a carrot is good for you because it doesn't have mad-cow disease. Well no shit!
-Mark
Anywho, the genius of weebls-stuff.com aside, I'm here to yell the crap out of something new: Labels on food.
Now while you may think I'm just talking out my ass (which I frequently do), this time I actually have knowledge of the subject at hand. While stuffing my face with Tostitos nachos, I noticed on the label it said "0 trans-fat", boasting it as if it was some sort of newfangled formula of health awareness they were trying to whore to self-health-conscious consumers.
Here's a newsflash: I don't eat Tostitos because I'm trying to be healthy, I eat them cause they taste good, and damn the side-effects. If someone was serious about eating healthy, they wouldn't even walk down the chip isle, since there's nothing healthy there... ever. And the fact that I buy Tostitos all the time and this is the first time I've ever noticed the label really points out the fact that I'm not actively looking for 0 trans-fat foods.
Moving away from that, I'd just like to point out that Nachos WOULDN'T have Trans-fat, since trans-fat only comes from ANIMALS (Humans included). Vegetables cannot have trans-fat, so obviously there wouldn't be any in Nachos. It's just some plug-ass marketing tool heartless corporations are taking advantage of during this "health craze" (although it's a sham, but that's another rant), where if people see the word "fat" and "0" beside it, they'll instantly assume it's good. How many people even KNEW what trans-fat was before I said it was only in animals? That's what I thought.
It just pisses me off when corporations throw any old label that makes them appear health conscious when in reality they're just twisting the words around. It's like saying that a carrot is good for you because it doesn't have mad-cow disease. Well no shit!
-Mark
Sunday, March 13, 2005
Doin's Transpiring, Theatre-Style
Okay, I don't know where I'm going with this, but what the hell, I'll just stat ranting. We've established in earlier blogs that anyone born post 1988 is a moron, but now I've come to have a comical experience while back visiting friends in my old town. A group of us were discussing where to go after we'd just come out of a movie theatre (after watching Constantine). Now this is where my post-88-moronic theory is confirmed. A bunch of punk 15 year olds (at best) were walking down the sidewalk of the plaza, towards us, being jackasses like usual. Naturally, since my friends and I don't care, we ignored them.
However, when they got closer to where we were standing, this stupid jerkoff kid (there was about 8.. 4 girls, 4 guys) starts hopping around one of my friends with his fists bared - as if he was going to fight us (totally unprovoked). Now before I get into what happened after this, let me tell you that he was about 5'4, 100 pounds, while my friend is 6'2, 190. I'm 6'0, 145, and the second smallest of my friends (except the girls with me, who were all smaller.). However, both myself and my other friend (who is 6'2, 160ish) have formal Karate training, and are middle-ranked belts. Anyways...
...So this stupid kid was, presumedly, trying to impress his girly-friends by attempting to fight us. While he's hopping around like a jackass, totally open for any strike I could make, his friends are saying "Jeff, Jeff, don't. . .". Which I can only assume they were trying to get him away from us, since well.. if he fought us, he was f*cked. Regardless, I just stared at this kid. He backed off, and we walked away (hooray for non-confrontation - it wasn't that I wouldn't own this punkass, I just didn't want to beat the shit out of him in a public place). So it appeared like it was disaster averted.
Not so much. My friends and I piled in my Jeep, and we were just leaving the parking lot, when we passed by them again. This time, some other jackass moron kid (not the same "Jeff"), stops dead on the end of the sidewalk and just stares at us as we drive. I dunno what his complex was, but it really looked like he was challenging me. . . while I was in a 2 ton truck. Now I don't care who you're trying to impress, but if you're 5'5 and 15, you do NOT stand in the way of a moving, two ton truck. You will not win that fight. Ever. I thought about steering at him to see how much balls he really had, but thought better of it (since I don't wanna get blood on my truck's hood). Being the bigger man (despite really wanting to take these idiots to school), I drove off and that was the end of it.
First, who the hell tries to pick a fight with someone twice your size, who is clearly not intimidated by your stupid "bounce" stance, and then stares you down while you're in a two ton truck? Honestly, how stupid can this generation be?
This is why I have no faith in the generation beneath me. It's clear that my generation is the one that will have to change the world, cause those idiots will get themselves killed by standing in front of traffic while trying to "impress" some girl friend. Jesus, I wonder if those idiots realize we did them a favour by walking away.
I hate idiots. I shoulda just kicked their ass.
-Mark
However, when they got closer to where we were standing, this stupid jerkoff kid (there was about 8.. 4 girls, 4 guys) starts hopping around one of my friends with his fists bared - as if he was going to fight us (totally unprovoked). Now before I get into what happened after this, let me tell you that he was about 5'4, 100 pounds, while my friend is 6'2, 190. I'm 6'0, 145, and the second smallest of my friends (except the girls with me, who were all smaller.). However, both myself and my other friend (who is 6'2, 160ish) have formal Karate training, and are middle-ranked belts. Anyways...
...So this stupid kid was, presumedly, trying to impress his girly-friends by attempting to fight us. While he's hopping around like a jackass, totally open for any strike I could make, his friends are saying "Jeff, Jeff, don't. . .". Which I can only assume they were trying to get him away from us, since well.. if he fought us, he was f*cked. Regardless, I just stared at this kid. He backed off, and we walked away (hooray for non-confrontation - it wasn't that I wouldn't own this punkass, I just didn't want to beat the shit out of him in a public place). So it appeared like it was disaster averted.
Not so much. My friends and I piled in my Jeep, and we were just leaving the parking lot, when we passed by them again. This time, some other jackass moron kid (not the same "Jeff"), stops dead on the end of the sidewalk and just stares at us as we drive. I dunno what his complex was, but it really looked like he was challenging me. . . while I was in a 2 ton truck. Now I don't care who you're trying to impress, but if you're 5'5 and 15, you do NOT stand in the way of a moving, two ton truck. You will not win that fight. Ever. I thought about steering at him to see how much balls he really had, but thought better of it (since I don't wanna get blood on my truck's hood). Being the bigger man (despite really wanting to take these idiots to school), I drove off and that was the end of it.
First, who the hell tries to pick a fight with someone twice your size, who is clearly not intimidated by your stupid "bounce" stance, and then stares you down while you're in a two ton truck? Honestly, how stupid can this generation be?
This is why I have no faith in the generation beneath me. It's clear that my generation is the one that will have to change the world, cause those idiots will get themselves killed by standing in front of traffic while trying to "impress" some girl friend. Jesus, I wonder if those idiots realize we did them a favour by walking away.
I hate idiots. I shoulda just kicked their ass.
-Mark
Saturday, March 05, 2005
Love/Hate Relationship with Computers
Every internet-sauvy (not annoying jackasses that use "leet") person that has had their computer forever, and update the hell out of it instead of just buying a new one because they love their computer, also, by nature, hates their computer. I am one of these people.
After 3 days of my internet repeatedly killing the connection for no reason, I finally caved and ran a VirusScan, which picked up some Trojan Dropper (since deleted). That explained why I'd lost 6 gigs unexplainedly, but not why my internet kept dropping, especially since I was on a router with 5 other people who were connected fine.
Now don't get me wrong, I love my compy with all my heart (my one true love), but you even get mad at loved ones from time to time. And when I'm angry at "Sexlexia" (the name of my computer on the local area network), I get aggressive. And yesterday was the epitome of that. When it froze, which it does from time to time due to overheating, I cursed and restarted (hard boot) it. Well while loading up ME (yeah, yeah, shut up), it froze once again. This is when the "hate" part of the relationship reached it's peak. After sending a hard karate-punch (I know karate, making my computer a good punching bag sometimes) to the sideboard of the case, my computer rocked on it's axis, sputtering, but didn't unfreeze. I was called out of the room, which I left, but halfway down the hallway I turned around, and came back to deck my computer once more - I was that pissed off that I actually couldn't let go a petty 2X freeze on my computer that I came back to "finish the fight off". Sad, huh?
But anyways, Sexlexia got the message and ran well until. . . that night. After still dropping my connection (making conversations annoyingly hard to have), I seemed to clean it up, apologizing to it by cleaning the dust out of the inside and telling it how much I loved it.
And it repaid me by freezing. . . again. Once again, after all I had done for it, I lost my temper and took a swing at the front of the case. And finally, some results! After cracking the case's front (not in any crucial area) Sexlexia has got the point and started to work again. It dropped my internet connection a few times, but a restart seems to have solved that. I've been meaning to actually format the computer (for the last 2 years), but I'm back to loving it again. And I bought it a new graphics card a few months ago, which has gone over nicely (I'm not a gamer, but a video-editor) with it. Now I will spend the next few days apologizing and cleaning the dust away from my child before it, much like a two year old, requires some discipline.
Yes, I have issues. But I've never hit a person (not out of anger - but in sparring matches I have), so Sexlexia doubles as my anger management device. And the poor keyboard! This little guy takes a beating, as I have routinely pouded my fist on it when Sexlexia gives me trouble. And my mousey gets tossed around occasionally, but it's ALWAYS Sexlexia that is the instigator. The only thing that has escaped by wrath is the monitor, which has never been problematic. Plus I'm pretty sure I'd get electrocuted if I punched through the screen. My speakers have only been a second-hand punishment, hit by flying mousey or headphones of malice.
But computers are like people - or at least Sexlexia is. How can something that gives you so much pleasure create so much pain? And don't get me started about Printer (or "My Kryptonite"). Every single one I've ever had has had a hate-hate-"why the fuck don't you just fucking print you fucking piece of fucking shit" relationship. Reminds me of an office space quote: "Why does it say there is a paper jam when there is no paper jam?"
Sorry. Just had to rant. I love Sexlexia, while also hating it. And I'm sure I'm not the only person that has this kind of relationship with their computer. Do share (if anyone ever reads this).
-Mark
After 3 days of my internet repeatedly killing the connection for no reason, I finally caved and ran a VirusScan, which picked up some Trojan Dropper (since deleted). That explained why I'd lost 6 gigs unexplainedly, but not why my internet kept dropping, especially since I was on a router with 5 other people who were connected fine.
Now don't get me wrong, I love my compy with all my heart (my one true love), but you even get mad at loved ones from time to time. And when I'm angry at "Sexlexia" (the name of my computer on the local area network), I get aggressive. And yesterday was the epitome of that. When it froze, which it does from time to time due to overheating, I cursed and restarted (hard boot) it. Well while loading up ME (yeah, yeah, shut up), it froze once again. This is when the "hate" part of the relationship reached it's peak. After sending a hard karate-punch (I know karate, making my computer a good punching bag sometimes) to the sideboard of the case, my computer rocked on it's axis, sputtering, but didn't unfreeze. I was called out of the room, which I left, but halfway down the hallway I turned around, and came back to deck my computer once more - I was that pissed off that I actually couldn't let go a petty 2X freeze on my computer that I came back to "finish the fight off". Sad, huh?
But anyways, Sexlexia got the message and ran well until. . . that night. After still dropping my connection (making conversations annoyingly hard to have), I seemed to clean it up, apologizing to it by cleaning the dust out of the inside and telling it how much I loved it.
And it repaid me by freezing. . . again. Once again, after all I had done for it, I lost my temper and took a swing at the front of the case. And finally, some results! After cracking the case's front (not in any crucial area) Sexlexia has got the point and started to work again. It dropped my internet connection a few times, but a restart seems to have solved that. I've been meaning to actually format the computer (for the last 2 years), but I'm back to loving it again. And I bought it a new graphics card a few months ago, which has gone over nicely (I'm not a gamer, but a video-editor) with it. Now I will spend the next few days apologizing and cleaning the dust away from my child before it, much like a two year old, requires some discipline.
Yes, I have issues. But I've never hit a person (not out of anger - but in sparring matches I have), so Sexlexia doubles as my anger management device. And the poor keyboard! This little guy takes a beating, as I have routinely pouded my fist on it when Sexlexia gives me trouble. And my mousey gets tossed around occasionally, but it's ALWAYS Sexlexia that is the instigator. The only thing that has escaped by wrath is the monitor, which has never been problematic. Plus I'm pretty sure I'd get electrocuted if I punched through the screen. My speakers have only been a second-hand punishment, hit by flying mousey or headphones of malice.
But computers are like people - or at least Sexlexia is. How can something that gives you so much pleasure create so much pain? And don't get me started about Printer (or "My Kryptonite"). Every single one I've ever had has had a hate-hate-"why the fuck don't you just fucking print you fucking piece of fucking shit" relationship. Reminds me of an office space quote: "Why does it say there is a paper jam when there is no paper jam?"
Sorry. Just had to rant. I love Sexlexia, while also hating it. And I'm sure I'm not the only person that has this kind of relationship with their computer. Do share (if anyone ever reads this).
-Mark
Sunday, February 27, 2005
Ulser my ass
Apparently there's some random flu-like cold-like virus called the "California Flu" or something along those lines. And like a moron, I caught the damn thing.. 3 WEEKS AGO!! This bugger lasts a damn long time, let me tell you. And the feeling is like a yoyo. You wake up every morning feeling like you were mauled by Jesus after he ate a burrito that was far too hot (and subsequently took it out on you). Anyways, the mornings make you feel like garbage. You do eventually get better, but then during the day you go up and down. There's no way to control it, and the acid in your stomach really builds up. I was on these antiacid pills for two weeks, which helped to allievate the annoyance somewhat, but still it's a total pain in the ass. Although I have this long-ass illness that DOESN'T GO AWAY, I may also have an ulser because unlike this illness, I can't eat consistently without wanting to vomit. Either way, I have to go to the doctors about that.
Anyways, this rant was short but so incredibly annoying. Everything sucks (except alot of things), and this illness is not worth the effort. People, if you get this virus, just force yourself to do normal things. Cause hell, you better get used to 3 weeks of misery.
-Mark
Anyways, this rant was short but so incredibly annoying. Everything sucks (except alot of things), and this illness is not worth the effort. People, if you get this virus, just force yourself to do normal things. Cause hell, you better get used to 3 weeks of misery.
-Mark
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