1. I have never played in the snow. Granted there might have been a time where I threw a snowball for a minute or such, but that is about it. These white people are always frolicking in the snow and act as if its the greatest thing that has ever happened. I really do not understand all the excitement. Maybe one day I will learn to understand this phenomenon.
2. I saw the most amazing thing the other day. A CRAYON MAKER. You take old crayons and melt them and you can forge new crayons with each other. They are a swirl of amazingness. I almost went to the store and got one right there. I had such a deprived childhood. Where were these amazing things back then!
3. I have a fixation on leaves. I will go out of my way to go step on leaves and hear that ever so pleasant "CRUNCH CRUNCH." You know what I hate though. When you see the most delectable batch of leaves and scurry over to give it a nice stomp....NOTHING. The damn things were soggy and NON-crunchy. What a devastating experience.
4. For those that know me, I am very touchy with the volume in my car. The volume MUST be on increments of 5. I have driving with new people or elders because they turn that dial like its their job. They do not realize that it literally drives me insane. I have pretended to get a call before, so I could lower the volume, "take" the call, then put the volume back at an acceptable number. If you do not know his yet, please mark it down from now on.
5. What the hell is the point of a sheet? We have the elastic sheet cover, the covers, but then that damn sheet in between. There is not purpose to that thing. All it does is get untucked and cause much frustration for myself. I need to figure out a problem to this dilemma.
6. I hate having to tell my Mom that I have something wrong with me. She always has a reason or excuse as to why it happened. If I have a headache, it is because I was talking on the phone outside. If my back hurts, it is because I had that can of soda. If I am throwing up, it is because I was out too late. WHAT DO ANY OF THESE THINGS HAVE TO DO WITH ANYTHING. Indians Moms love to do this though. They like to make connections where connections to not exist to prove their point. My Mom has a chance to nag me about things she does not like by attributing them to my ailments. Ugh...
7. This 7th post, is somewhat of a different Random Thought. It is an apology. I have recently discovered the brilliance of a Snuggie. At first it was just because my Mom bought me one. I was very disturbed and upset. I hated those things, but then I tried it on and realized how judgemental I was. It is the most amazing contraption ever created. All they need to do is add some pockets and make it easier to walk around.
Friday, November 20, 2009
Random Thoughts Part XIII
1. I go to class yesterday, and I decide to go pee before class. The door was locked, and everyone was waiting outside, so I had to take my stuff with me. I didn't take off my backpack, but I had a newspaper in my hand because we had to bring in articles every week. So I'm standing there peeing, and a guy comes and starts peeing next to me (first off WTF you are supposed to be to the most extreme distanced urinal available). My newspaper was wobbling on the edge and falls to the ground between us, I am mid-pee, so I could not do anything. The guy next to me apparently has a faster fliud movement rate and finished before me. He finishes peeing and does the shake test to make sure you know get all that urine on the edge out. Well when he did the test he had already stepped back a bit, and two drops of urine dropped onto my newspaper...WHAT THE FUCKING FUCK!!!
2. I absolutely hate putting clothes on when I am wet. Dripping wet is a given, but if my skin is still damp from the shower, I still cannot stand it. I must have at least 20 min. after the shower to air dry my skin, because no towel can get rid of that moisture. If this is not done, I will literally be a mess all day.
3. I love scalding hot showers. I like to have my skin turn bright red and have me on the verge of screaming. It feels amazing. It is even better coming in from the cold and doing it.
4. You know what happened to me the other day. My Mom had brought home a pack of Reese's for me to eat. I am doing homework and not paying too much attention. I take off the wrapper and throw the morsel into my mouth. Much to my dismay, there was still a wrapper on the damn thing! The blasted Hershey's company had put two wrappers on the stupid candy. I promptly spit it out and threw it away. What a damn shame.
5. I cannot stand Owen Wilson's nose. I understand that some people have physical abnormalities. I understand. There is NO reason though that a man of such fame and money should have a nose like that. Why does he not invest in getting rid of that thing. It does not build character, and no one is attracted to that obstruction. I find it hard to believe no one has told him that he looks like a fugly dumbass with it.
6. So, I have a problem. I randomly bleed. I take off my shirt to shower, and the back of my shirt is covered in blood. I go to scratch my leg for the first time, and my hand retreats with blood trickling all over them. I have the stigmata I have decided. I cannot explain it, nor do I understand it. I also do not know whether to be freaked out or impressed with my new ability.
7. This girl in my class is always complaining how the government is screwing her and that she has no money. Funnily enough, she has a Coach purse, Dolce and Gabana jacket, and Prada sunglasses. Yes, I know they might be fakes, but as someone that knows a thing or two about fashion, even those fakes are relatively costly. Why do these morons buy these items and then have no money for their bills and thus go on welfare. Stupid worthless beings. I shall send them promptly to Greenland along with the other morons.
2. I absolutely hate putting clothes on when I am wet. Dripping wet is a given, but if my skin is still damp from the shower, I still cannot stand it. I must have at least 20 min. after the shower to air dry my skin, because no towel can get rid of that moisture. If this is not done, I will literally be a mess all day.
3. I love scalding hot showers. I like to have my skin turn bright red and have me on the verge of screaming. It feels amazing. It is even better coming in from the cold and doing it.
4. You know what happened to me the other day. My Mom had brought home a pack of Reese's for me to eat. I am doing homework and not paying too much attention. I take off the wrapper and throw the morsel into my mouth. Much to my dismay, there was still a wrapper on the damn thing! The blasted Hershey's company had put two wrappers on the stupid candy. I promptly spit it out and threw it away. What a damn shame.
5. I cannot stand Owen Wilson's nose. I understand that some people have physical abnormalities. I understand. There is NO reason though that a man of such fame and money should have a nose like that. Why does he not invest in getting rid of that thing. It does not build character, and no one is attracted to that obstruction. I find it hard to believe no one has told him that he looks like a fugly dumbass with it.
6. So, I have a problem. I randomly bleed. I take off my shirt to shower, and the back of my shirt is covered in blood. I go to scratch my leg for the first time, and my hand retreats with blood trickling all over them. I have the stigmata I have decided. I cannot explain it, nor do I understand it. I also do not know whether to be freaked out or impressed with my new ability.
7. This girl in my class is always complaining how the government is screwing her and that she has no money. Funnily enough, she has a Coach purse, Dolce and Gabana jacket, and Prada sunglasses. Yes, I know they might be fakes, but as someone that knows a thing or two about fashion, even those fakes are relatively costly. Why do these morons buy these items and then have no money for their bills and thus go on welfare. Stupid worthless beings. I shall send them promptly to Greenland along with the other morons.
Sunday, November 8, 2009
Can you use it in a statement please?
Definitions. We live in a world that is entirely held together by definitions and meaning. Everything has its place and every action but be held in accordance to those set things. We are bound by the limited interpretations of those definitions. My question is though, who develops these definitions? I could talk about society as a whole, but I wish to focus on relationships. No matter the relationship, each side of the bond interpret and create meaning for the relationship. By no means is this creation congruent nor alike. We each develop our own understandings as to what the relationship means, how it plays a role in our lives, and how to nurture and protect it.
When two people have a disagreement in a relationship, nine times out of ten it is not because there was an actual incident intended to hurt the relationship, but rather there was a mis-communication, a misconception, that unfolded of which both parties blame the other person about. I have my set notion of what my relationship should look like. I have the expectations and demands that I expect to see when given situations occur. The thing is that the other person has the same expectations and demands that they expect to occur which leads to the problems and issues. We live in a subjective world where all humans want to control what is around them. They want things to go there way essentially. While I think there are degrees to which this notion is upheld, in relationships we expect that the person act in accordance to our expectations. When they do not, they fail to uphold their bargain in one's mind.
I have an issue of not telling many people my expectations in relationships, and from it I remain disappointed. I remain disappointed because my definition of what a friend is, of what our relationship is does not match reality. Then again though, it probably does not match reality for the other person either. Yet, we adhere to these definitions, we live by these definitions, we suffer by these definitions. In the end, maybe we are supposed to be disappointed by relationships. It helps us remember who we are, what we are meant to do, and what our path is. There is great love, benefits, and prosperity in relationships as well that can do the same, but ultimately everything has its two sides.
When two people have a disagreement in a relationship, nine times out of ten it is not because there was an actual incident intended to hurt the relationship, but rather there was a mis-communication, a misconception, that unfolded of which both parties blame the other person about. I have my set notion of what my relationship should look like. I have the expectations and demands that I expect to see when given situations occur. The thing is that the other person has the same expectations and demands that they expect to occur which leads to the problems and issues. We live in a subjective world where all humans want to control what is around them. They want things to go there way essentially. While I think there are degrees to which this notion is upheld, in relationships we expect that the person act in accordance to our expectations. When they do not, they fail to uphold their bargain in one's mind.
I have an issue of not telling many people my expectations in relationships, and from it I remain disappointed. I remain disappointed because my definition of what a friend is, of what our relationship is does not match reality. Then again though, it probably does not match reality for the other person either. Yet, we adhere to these definitions, we live by these definitions, we suffer by these definitions. In the end, maybe we are supposed to be disappointed by relationships. It helps us remember who we are, what we are meant to do, and what our path is. There is great love, benefits, and prosperity in relationships as well that can do the same, but ultimately everything has its two sides.
Monday, November 2, 2009
Random Thoughts Part XII
1. Another story in the life of Areef. The other day my printer broke. I decided to go to the library to print out my paper. When I got there, I went to Computer #1. This computer was not working. Computer #2. Not hooked up to the printer. Computer #3. Works, until I got to my e-mail, realized I saved it in 2007 Word and the computer only had 2003 Word. FML. I then decided to go get a book for school that I needed. I get the book and go to the check-out line. I realized that I had a $10 fine on my card, so I thought I would be smooth and use my Dad's card. I give the lady the card, and she asks for ID. I give her my ID, and she says this is not you. I then try to explain her that my name is Areef Salim Kassam as shown on my Driver's License and that the Library made a mistake and put my middle name as my first name on the account. She asked if it was possible that this was just my Dad's card. I said no because my Dad is dead and that is not his name. She then brings her manager over, then the circulation manager over and they keep firing questions at me. I create this elaborate story about the library making a mistake and in the end the manager said to create a new account for him. Problem. The lady took my ID, searched my name, found MY account, and found that Salim Kassam was in fact my Dad. She gets livid, asks how I could lie about my Dad being dead. I tell her my Dad really is Dead, but that I did lie about the name. In the end, I had to pay the $10, wasted 10 minutes I was trying to save, and looked like a fool...FML...OH WAIT...it does not end there...of course it would not in my life. I go to the Library at school to print it off now (This is after other random annoyances and unfortunate events). I sit at a computer and spent about 15 min. trying to get it to boot up. Eventually I change computers and a girl comes after me and sits down to use the old computer. As she sits the Info Desk Lady tells her it has not been working all day. WTF WHY DID YOU NOT TELL ME THIS!!! I then try to print out my paper, of which the computer is not hooked up to the right printer, I change computers, try to print, printer jams, e-mail it to professor, late to class, AND get two points taken off...UGH
2. To continue with my Library theme. I decided the Library needs some sort of Netflix. I do not know what makes them think I am capable of renting a book, reading it, and returning it in two weeks. The first two are not bad, but I need at least a month to return it. I finished the book two weeks ago, but the mental energy required to plan a trip to the library in my daily schedule is too much. I wish to return the book when it is convenient to me. That is why libraries should have a Netflix system where I can only check out another book when I return the old book, but no fines. Genius.
3. I go into class today, and I walk toward my usual seat. Just as I was about to get there, this bulbous obstruction of a woman sits down IN MY SEAT. I have sat in that seat for the past 10 weeks, without fail. What gives you the right to take my claimed seat. I felt like whipping the woman with her cane.
4. I mentioned before the glory of canned sodas opposed to bottled sodas. Let me explain the biggest downfall of the can though. The amount of sips present. I am convinced they take the amount of sips to satisfy thirst and subtract one. You know when you are drinking from a can, and you need that one last bit to quench your thirst, but then you realize the can is empty. You do not want to open another can because you just want that one sip, so now you suffer...stupid Coca-Cola.
5. The onderlying theme of this novel is blah blah blah. No that was not a mistake. This is what I am surrounded with. It is NOT ON-derlying, it is UN-derlying. Learn how to properly pronounce your words you ignorant fools.
6. I love going outside when it is brisk like today. Getting all my limbs a little numb, then coming back in to the warm house. It is one of the most amazing feelings ever.
7. I would just like to end this one with not a random though, but how frightening Paranormal Activity is. I have not slept since Tuesday. I am completely and utterly freaked out. Please see it ASAP, so we can be insomniacs together. Kthanx.
2. To continue with my Library theme. I decided the Library needs some sort of Netflix. I do not know what makes them think I am capable of renting a book, reading it, and returning it in two weeks. The first two are not bad, but I need at least a month to return it. I finished the book two weeks ago, but the mental energy required to plan a trip to the library in my daily schedule is too much. I wish to return the book when it is convenient to me. That is why libraries should have a Netflix system where I can only check out another book when I return the old book, but no fines. Genius.
3. I go into class today, and I walk toward my usual seat. Just as I was about to get there, this bulbous obstruction of a woman sits down IN MY SEAT. I have sat in that seat for the past 10 weeks, without fail. What gives you the right to take my claimed seat. I felt like whipping the woman with her cane.
4. I mentioned before the glory of canned sodas opposed to bottled sodas. Let me explain the biggest downfall of the can though. The amount of sips present. I am convinced they take the amount of sips to satisfy thirst and subtract one. You know when you are drinking from a can, and you need that one last bit to quench your thirst, but then you realize the can is empty. You do not want to open another can because you just want that one sip, so now you suffer...stupid Coca-Cola.
5. The onderlying theme of this novel is blah blah blah. No that was not a mistake. This is what I am surrounded with. It is NOT ON-derlying, it is UN-derlying. Learn how to properly pronounce your words you ignorant fools.
6. I love going outside when it is brisk like today. Getting all my limbs a little numb, then coming back in to the warm house. It is one of the most amazing feelings ever.
7. I would just like to end this one with not a random though, but how frightening Paranormal Activity is. I have not slept since Tuesday. I am completely and utterly freaked out. Please see it ASAP, so we can be insomniacs together. Kthanx.
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