I’ve started a brand new blog that is actually a daily blog, instead of a “whenever i think about it” blog.
My rat’s blog:
ごめんなさい- Gomenasai: I’m sorry.
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I have a radio show every Saturday at 8PM. Its the Pop of Asia. If you have any Jpop or Kpop requests send them to Hollins Entertainment Radio between 8 and 9 PM to @HERadio1 on Twitter.
Okay, so the spring semester has started and so far I am off my workout resolution by five work outs. *sigh* I’ll do eleven tomorrow. My calorie intake is surprising, considering what they’re serving at moody, but I just can’t get my protein. MotherF_____ers.
So, I woke up this morning to a very bouncey little boy dog. Jordan and I are taking care of him until sometime after Christmas, but man is he energetic.
Little Chico is sweet, but I don’t think I’ll be able to keep up with him. My joints are screaming for me to knaw off my own leg to escape the chains of pain. How did I go from being bouncey and fine to always in pain? It makes no sense to me.
On my portfolio I submitted a film review of From Hell, starring Johnny Depp. To say the least it royally sucked.
So last night I got rushed to the E.R. I’m fine. I swear. I’ve had a persistent cough for the past three weeks and at about seven o’clock I started tasting blood in my mouth, but I didn’t see any. My roommate/best friend/coworker/same blood type had one of our friends rush me to the hospital. We went in and I got my wrist tag and was taken over by some really nice people. The person in charge of the student health and residency complained about the hospital using me as a teaching tool. I was fine with it, not noticing it as an issue. I mean, I’m just used to teaching hospitals. I was born in one.
They took a chest x-ray and a strep test. Both came back normal according to the doctor. I just have some left over inflammation from my cold. The inflammation irritated itself which caused me to cough. The coughing caused the inflammation to be irritated causing me to cough harder. Eventually that cycle lead me to taste blood. I’m glad it was nothing serious. My beau was majorly panicking. My roommate is being obsessive about keeping me hydrated and well. I got about twelve hours of sleep last night which majorly helped. My coughs have diminished, but they could worsen at any moment. The three prescriptions I got I am unable to pay for out of pocket so I’m sort of screwed. The Health Services lady was full of shit.
こわいい kowaii (koh-wah-ee) – scary
The E.R. trip was very scary, but at least I am okay. I got a souvenir and a chance to lay in a super super super duper comfy bed for three hours!
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Its my birthday! I was born in the early morning and yay!
What is my birthday present to myself? Well…. A doctor’s appointment because I am sick. FML
Suburgatory, a television show revolving around Tessa–a teenage girl who has been forced to move to a suburb by her father—Charlie. She makes friends with two nerds—Lisa and Malik.
When I first heard of a television show that would take place in a suburb I thought, “Maybe they’ll get it right this one time.” No. There are a few stuck up people in a suburban high school, but most suburbs are not completely uniform. Not unless you are a Stepford Wife.
The characters are not really believable, because the women are not what is what you’d see. I understand the suspension of disbelief applies to TV shows as well as movies and books, but as someone who was born and raised in a suburb it does not work. Desperate Housewives makes more sense and that’s a soap opera for prime time. (BTW I hate that they’ve canceled all the soap operas. Its stupid). The only believable characters are the Altermans and I know that they were written that way intentionally. I mean they are the main characters. It makes sense.
Now, don’t get me wrong. There were several things about the series that amused me. I enjoyed Gladas from “Charity Case” and the fake-out censorship in “Thanksgiving.” I would also totally be friends with Tessa if she were a real person. Its just that I can’t believe something that is so obviously fake. And there were memorable characters and not so memorable.
Now I could recognize Lisa Shay when her character showed up on screen, but I could only remember her as “Tessa’s friend” and “that girl who ran naked in that one episode.” To me that is not enough. I went online to find out her name because I could not think of it. I remembered Malik because his name was different and interesting. Lisa is just not memorable. I can remember characters whose parents controlled their every actions and they don’t turn out so well. (Think Charlie from Two and a Half Men).
Dallas is rememberable, but that may be because I keep thinking, “Who is that actress? I’ve seen her somewhere before.” I had seen Cheryl Hines before in two movies and she was marvelous in both. She does do a good job of portraying someone who is full of themselves, but I prefer her in roles like the one she had in Waitress.
I would recommend the TV series if you want something that is funny solely based on its dialogue.
3 out of 5 remotes.
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Woah, its been a while!
Hey, sorry its been so long since I’ve last blogged, but I have been entirely focused on National Novel Writing Month or nanowrimo. I won’t bore you with the details, check out nanowrimo.org and you’ll be fine.I am ahead and that makes me happy! 43352 words on my word processor which means I am ahead. Just 1648 words until 45000. The forties thousands are going great. I am going to win this year! This excites me! My character is actually talking to me and I am seriously not used to that. I think I’ll post it on my writing portfolio as soon as the month is up. What do you think? Let me know. I’ll leave the link to my site below.
So, my birthday is coming up, this monday, and since I am at college I am probably just going to celebrate by staying in my dorm room and doing my homework with my roommate/bff. We’ll have so much fun! I just want to sit there across the room and work and work and… (bleep) I don’t wanna do lots of homework! Oh well. That’s life. Gotta do whatever you got to, even if you don’t want to. I’ll be twenty which means I will be legal in Japan as well as my learner’s permit will be expired two days later, so I will be getting an ID sometime this summer to be safe. I mean, What if I am found on the side of the road, dead? It needs to be done.
taberu- たべる to eat.
The title has already been explained, but if you are confused… just ask.
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