Thoughts on Accountancy

My mum suggested I be an accountant, since I don’t have much of a clue what I wanted to do. Accounting seems so…boring and dead-end. Not to mention I hate math, even though it is basic math. But basic math is also so very boring. I imagine being an accountant would land me in a job where I’m damned to a cubicle for all eternity crunching numbers. A job for zombies, I feel. Do I really want that?

Oh, and I also hate econ, don’t they have something to do with each other?

Listening to: Owl City – Umbrella Beach.

asphalt, think about it

Graves

He bore a fleeting resemblance to “Wormtail” from the Harry Potter films. His hands were quite cold when I shook it. His face was quite aged. And he was a broker of death. And that’s the dude that helped my dad reserve a grave. And now, I have a grave site on hold, in my name. Isn’t that terribly wonderfully morbid? >>;

Personally, I think graves are too expensive, I heard like 4000 for a grave spot? And it’s not even the coffin sized ones, but the ones for cremated remains. A tiny spot of earth, not even fit for a hobo to live on, costing that much for not just a person, but a dead one? Death is such a terrible thing to capitalize on.

Also, who the hell cares about the view from the grave, when you’re in the grave, you’re dead, if you haven’t noticed.

Aren’t there also like continuing fees for keeping the grave and crap? What happens if you can’t pay the fees, they dig up the remains and toss them into a waste bin along with the tombstone?

Oh well, at least the water fountain there was wonderful. Refreshingly cold water and cups for your convenience. Obviously they’re turning a pretty penny so they’d have to provide better water fountains.

Listening to: Bond-Bella Donna.

just can’t stop, thinking about me

Final Wishes, I Guess, Meh

I want a headstone, but I don’t want to be buried. I want to be donated to science! Maybe they can make something cool out of my body, like those displays at Body Worlds what with the preserved corpses playing basketball and skateboarding out of their skin >>;. However, I still want a headstone, with something witty and funny on it, perhaps. I want people in graveyards to pass by, read what it says, laugh a bit, and then feel guilty about laughing in a graveyard >>;. Is that even allowed, to only have a headstone without ashes/corpse buried?

And for the hell of it, let’s fuck around with polling shit!

Why do I dwell on this rather negative subject? Oh, I was just reading this quote database, quotes of fundamentalist Christians, here. They do say rather…amusing things, among others. Other times they say rather atrocious things. I read one talking about atheist funerals, and there was one dude that wanted to get donated to science in the comments. And of course, that got me to thinking about the above! Of course, that hopefully will be a good couple tens of years away, hmm?

And what should I be doing instead? I have a presentation for evolution seminar due Monday, 6 page history paper due Wednesday, and a Chem 1a research project due the Tuesday after next. It’s all coming down, and crap if I’m not working hard! I really should get to work…

Oh, and finally the dvd of Casiopea vs The Square Live finished, there weren’t any seeds for over a month, but finally some appeared. I also ordered Samurai Shodown anthology, which I have been waiting for a while so I can finally try out the 6th game, it looked very enticing in the Youtube videos. I just have to wait until all this crap blows over so I can finally go to Walmart to pick my order up and enjoy it…

Listening to: Casiopea-Sprinter, Casiopea vs The Square Live.

sowing seed into other men’s furrows

That which is 2009

Vacation makes me lazy like fuck, yeah? Horrible, I know. I should probably stop doing that…but hey, it’s me and shit, yeah? And this is NOT some new years resolution thing, no way resolutions should be put off to the beginning of the new year, you should do it when you can and want to, not depending on the new year >>;. Of course, being me, I’m not much of a resolution person at all >>;.

So, it’s the new year. A year is a construct of man, built to measure time, that bastard. So…fuck time, and fuck man. Let’s go, wrath!

Tonight, I went out with Elvin to scout out Bay Farm, then went to Target and then his house to wait it out. Later on in the night we went with his cousin Clark, Clark’s girlfriend Wishma, Gloria, and Cindy to Bay Farm to watch the fireworks from range. It wasn’t really that moving…especially, considering that the most amazing display would come from San Francisco hands down, had a black mass of fog hanging down on the whole damn city. I say, it’s as if they don’t want the rest of the world peeping in on their fireworks. It wasn’t that cold though, I was wearing my fleece hoodie thingy thats warm as fuck after a while of acclimating to the cold. It’s an awesome hoodie, fuck yeah Seaking. So, we stayed there for a while, then we went back to look for food. It’s New Year’s Eve though, and everything’s closed…Denny’s, IHOP (we got lost a bit looking for IHOP and entered the Hayward ghetto-y area, with cops arresting people at some bar and a large gang of people just crossing the street in the middle of the street, I think), and by the time we picked up Angel from the Hayward Bart station (we were in the neighborhood), In-n-Out was on the list as well. Surprisingly (or maybe not so much?), Nation’s was open, and it was crowded. We ate food, I got burger juice over my t-shirt (bleh), and now at 3 I’m back home typing up my blog in ages. Fuck day, night’s when the awesome happens.

And I’m 18 now! 18th’ birthday on the 18th of December (damn December, ruining the combo), Elvin, Richard, and Charles came over, had pizza and cake, played games. Basic shit, yeah? Nothing’s really different though, but what can you expect. Age is another construct of man…fuck man >>;. What can I do legally now is either not much of a change, I’m too late for, or something I don’t do at all. I can legally be out late late late at night…but I’ve done it before anyways, so yeah, the world still rotates on its axis.

I’ve gone out a lot during break with Elvin, Serene, Richard, and Charles, or they’ve come over to hang out. They leave so very early though…which somewhat sucks, yeah? After they all leave on the 4th or so, I’m pretty sure most of my time will be spent at home puttering around and sleeping…hikikomori woo >>;. It’s been seriously awesome hanging out with you guys so much though, considering my recluse status during school.

Driving…sucks ass. I was falling asleep yesterday driving down Hesperian at around 3…horrible place and time to be falling asleep. I am so failing that driving test, I often miss stop signs until my mum warns me, and I’m seriously absentminded. Not to mention, my parking sucks balls, and I hit curbs >>;. Watch me fail the test on the 6th! >>;.

Listening to: Epik High feat. Clazziquai-혼자라도 / Honjarado / Even Alone. Damn song, it’s not the stuff I usually listen to for the most part, but it’s grown on me >>;.

Roses are red
Violets are blue
I’ll fuck you with a rake

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Dead Meat

[19:32 50] alchemicalweap0n: Piglet.
[19:32 52] alchemicalweap0n: Hamlet.
[19:33 13] GTEW234: i sliced up a hamlet today ^_^

Might want to avoid that 5th paragraph there…if you fear…

Oh, crappy day, yet awesome day…@_@. Mother went straight instead of turning right, so I almost came in late, I actually left earlier than I did, although that was all for naught what with mummy futzing up the drive. I also forgot my MP3 player at home because I couldn’t find it, that sucked to high heaven T_T. I did have my bigger MP3 player that can’t hold a damn charge, but no headphones=teh fails…

Some guy from Heald College came, talked to us a bit about budgeting and credit cards, and I think I’m going to be screwed up the ass for the budgeting part…I have a very poor idea of what costs how much and shit. Of course, credit card shit sounds rather rough too, while I probably can control my clothes buying and shoes buying, games buying and food is another matter ><.

My English recitation was shit, I thought I knew the shit, but I had unnatural pauses, totally screwed me over good part…I did the “to be or not to be” soliloquy/monologue/lots of lines part from Hamlet since I had around 4 lines of it in my head already, no point in starting up in another spot, though I had some trouble stuffing the lines after “and by opposing, end them” into my end, which is crap for me. I seem to remember random shit better than memorising lines and such. I remember song lyrics though…maybe I have to put to music or something >>;. I also remember some short reading from Chinese school a long time ago, around 2nd grade, word for word, I’m pretty sure that I know the words to it 100%. I can’t write it out, but I can recite it…not that I would gain any benefit from it >>;. I remember putting some odd accent to the words I had to read from that lesson, after that day walking around Chinatown I heard some guy speaking in an odd accent (probably completely natural to him though) in Chinese, so I wanted to mimic that. And now that lesson is indelibly stuck in my head.

Physiology was the high point of the day, for once, I guess. We got to ravage a pig’s corpse. It was supposed to be “dissect”, but hey, first guy to manipulate the razor here, I totally cut into the pig when we only suppose to skin the pig first. Instead, I just totally cut into the muscle (we weren’t supposed to), so essentially we stopped giving a damn then. So we skinned off one side to see the side of the pig, we punctured some organ first so that there was red juice spilling out, no idea what it was though (blood? eh.). The muscle actually looked cooked and white instead of red and raw as I thought it would. I then proceeded to literally yank out the liver. I think we popped the gallbladder, bile came out. We then took out the stomach (cut that open, spilled out the acid), intestines (too lazy to unravel to measure the length, and the large intestine got cut…we saw literal shit), lungs (had white spots on it. must have been diseased), heart (very strong and hard. we cut it open, looked just like the muscle outside instead of the open chambers I expected), spleen, and kidneys. Time was starting to run low…so we started to get at the brain! We beheaded the pig (cut all the tissue away, wrench off the head), tried to skin it (cut at the top, peeled away skin), broke into the skull at top, and got to see a glimpse of brain. I also popped a eyeball, and all the juice came out, though I tried to dig it out, didn’t work. Had I more time, I would have totally cut out the tongue. Really messy affair though, what with the various bodily fluids leaking out the pig, we had to take out the pig and turn it over so that the open side faced down to shake out the juices. So going to hell right here, or get reincarnated as one of them baby pigs >>;. And I’m still laughing…

Well, yay for graphic descriptions of pig eviscerations, I’m now ready to embark upon the night…tonight, I sleep NORMALLY!

Listening to: Clazziquai-Robotica. Their new album is lovely stuff…

i wish we had a katana instead of a razor blade to cut the pig

Birthday Deathbed (Stone Temple Pilots yeeee)

I was looking in the San Leandro Times. I really don’t see the point of obituaries, no one reads them besides the necrophiliacs who want a nice corpse with a nice history, right?

Today was a nice day, nothing really bad actually happened, so I suppose that’s a good start. I did have a bit of headache or something first part of the day for some reason, but that cleared out, so I feel great now. ^_^ Jennifer bought me cupcakes, that was so very nice of her. ^_^ I then proceeded to distribute them to those who wanted one in first block. They were VERY good and sweet and tasty. So thank you ^_^. Many people said happy birthday to me, this is very different from last year…quite the interesting affair.

Tomorrrow, the physiology class is going on a field trip, so I get to stay back because of the load of AP classes I have. While they go to the Tech Museum in San Jose to see the Body Worlds exhibit or something (skinned, preserved corpses in action poses. While I do appreciate corpses and such, I have work to do. That, and the clientele doesn’t particularly interest >>;.) I get to stay in Doan’s room during 3rd to work. Wee. Well, I hope I get work done, we’ll see.

EDIT: How could I forget the lovely gift Serene and Elvin gave me today in the library? Clearly because I WANTED to forget it, may they be screwed a hundred times over, even if Elvin only knew of it and did not participate in its obtaining, I don’t care, they gave me a bloody CONDOM (note bloody as expletive, not modifier, although its not really like it matters, it’s a condom). Not like I’ll ever need one, no one wants to bother with most likely. As retribution, ELVIN HAS A FOOTLONG IN HIS POCKET. That’s right. A footlong.

Listening to: Aerosmith-Cryin’. Note song NOT indicative of mood, I just wanted to listen to the song, okay? I like Aerosmith.

[19:45 27] GTEW234: “PENIS TIME”-physiology
[19:51 52] z3ru11: yay
[19:51 59] z3ru11: meet eosk
[19:52 03] z3ru11: gnome mage
please disregard the last two lines

Bad Birthday Presents

You know what’s a bad birthday present? A fall and a broken leg.

My grandpa broke his leg the day before his birthday and had to go to the hospital. He was really old, in the 90s, and breaking one’s bones at that age is not a very good idea. Moreover, he was EXTREMELY forgetful, and kept on trying to get up, and had to be told just about every minute that his leg was broken and he couldn’t move it, wouldn’t rest day or night, constantly trying to get back up…I hope I don’t become as forgetful as he was.

He died today, crappy present for his birthday. Rather unexpected, since he was in good health and it hit rather unexpectedly.

I’m not in any real grieving, since I didn’t really know him very well. He spent most his time sleeping, and most of the things i remember him saying pertained to “where’s the food”. Still sucks though, now I have no more grandparents alive. RIP

I have to start studying for that Calc 2 finals if I hope to get an A out of the class, right now I have a high B, a good finals grade will work greatly to my favor. And I really need to get started on that AP work…

Listening to: Koji Kondo-Sanctuary Dungeon. From The Legend of Zelda Sound and Drama set, arranged Link to the Past music ftw!

What you say?!