Smitten For The Mitten

This post is not about Michigan or my tattoo. However, it does involve Chiodos. But first...

Back when I went to college, I had French in the morning, and Russian in the evening at the same campus which was in ButtFuck Egypt, so I would have to stay there all day. After French, my friend Amanda and I would go eat pizza and bread sticks in the dining area and browse stuff on our computers, then we would head up to her American History class. I wasn't in this class at all, but that was the only room where I could actually get the internet on my laptop in the whole school.

The teacher thought I was actually in the class and that my name was Alexandra Hamilton. Historical throwback... see what I did there? I know you do. Anyway. I was his favourite student since I was the only one who actually knew answers, asked questions, and participated in class discussions... and I aced all of the tests without having a book or studying!!! And without being enrolled in the class... Shear Genius. Heh.

I would also like to address the film "Paranormal Activity". THIS MOVIE IS TERRIFYING!!!!!!!!! ...to wimps. I don't find myself in this category, so I merely found myself bored. I'm fairly certain I just don't scare easily or something. Def. reminded me of a time I was in Scotland on some ghosty tour with my mum and we were in this dark room and I wanted to sneak behind the tourguide who was facing us in the pitch black and like... make him shit his pants or whatever by jumping out and grabbing him, but instead, two people were clinging onto me for dear life in sheer terror as I laughed my ass off at the person who ran in to attempt to frighten all of us. Didn't work on me.

Some people have said, "Oh... but it's scarier if you actually believe in ghosts and such!" Well newsflash, I DO BELIEVE IN GHOSTS! But I also believe in good acting... which was not in this film!!! So. Bad. It had me laughing. Only, the thing is, unlike the movie Wrong Turn, which is absolutely abysmally bad to the point that it is hilariously good, Paranormal Activity was just bad. And boring.

Now for the Chiodos part...
The song Smitten for the Mitten is basically amazing and I'm suddenly even more glad I have it as a tattoo.

This is all.

Fucking Mice... Jesus.

Ever try and talk to one of those people who talks like a mouse? High pitched voice, doesn't talk loud enough... yeah. Mix that with timid and picky and you've got the client I had today. What an annoying little priss. She was asian and therefore obviously had pinstraight black hair... she brought in a picture of some white girl with average/fine hair and said she wanted it cut like that. Like seriously, if you want a hairstyle, stick with your own hair type!! The teacher didn't even know what she was saying when she talked. God.

The picture is the only reason I knew what she wanted at all... and then I asked how much she wanted off since the picture girl's hair was like... 9 inches long maybe, and the girl's hair was way longer. She said she wanted to keep the length, so I was like, alright, that's fine, just add in layers. So I got my teacher to come over and look at this girl's hair, etc. and then the girl decided she wanted me to cut an inch off... which still won't make her hair look like the girl in the picture's!!! Gah.

So anyway, I cut this girl's hair... cut my finger open while texturizing her bangs, because, "THEY'RE STILL TOO BLUNT!!!" even though they were just like the picture's. This girl drove me batty. And then for the blowdry, she was like, I want it straight, but with volume... ASIAN HAIR LIKE THAT DOESN'T FREAKING DO VOLUME!!! Sigh. People.

On a happy note, Stephanie was fiddling around with a comb and got it knotted in her bangs so that was entertaining to watch it get cut out without having to cut her actual hair. And then there was a cute boy on the subway who I talked to.

Why Am I Not Sucking?

Today, having moved on from basic cutting class to basic sets, I found myself wondering why I'm not doing terribly. We were doing pin-curls which are ridiculous, and I found that I was actually really good at them and quite neat and finished first at it and didn't screw up at all. WEIRD. I would totally expect myself to be terrible at roller set type things.

However, the highlight of the day was after school and involved the question "how many fingers do you use?" It. Was. Epic.

It's May 14th

Today at school, the first thing we did was play this game... kind of like telephone. I was sort of near the end. Apparently there was originally a long story about it being May 14th and getting up and having a shower and then taking the subway to work or something. When it was my turn, I went in and was told that it was May 14th and something about Jeoffrey having a shower and then someone taking the street car or something, only the girl telling me this had an accent so I had like... no clue what she was saying really. So I was like, oh god. This is going to be bad. So I started laughing because I knew the only thing I could possibly tell the next person was that "today is May 14th". Epic. Fail. So I was already laughing and the next girl comes in, and all I can manage is "Today is May 14th" through a fit of laughter. Which then set everyone else off, so that we were all dying laughing when everyone else came in and was told that it's May 14th today.

Oh. Best.

Rein! Raus! Tiefer!

Yuss Plz.

So. I started school a few days ago. I've learned two haircuts and that I'm absolutely abysmally terrible at blowdrying hair. HORRIBLY. ABYSMALY. BAD. It's absolutely pathetic and a half, but I'm sure I'll get better at it. I've decided to name my disembodied head Paula Landers. The next one will be Olivette Riedel, and then Flakeisha Lorenz, and the solid head one will be Tillilah Lindemann. Ahahhaha. Oh dear. Reesh and Doomy are too preeeeetty for any of that. Although... Doominique would be a little bit amazing.

I'm absolutely ridiculous and completely obsessed.

Also, I'm turning into a healthy-type person. AWKWARD.

If I Had One Wish...

This morning was last night and yesterday.
I got dressed and went to Java Hut for chai tea.
Yum.

After that, I went home because I forgot my belt and my pants were falling down. So I got my belt, then went to the adult Ed place. The door was locked, so I went and listened to the radio in my car for a while. The test was irritatingly easy again today. First was math, I did like... half the questions in my head. Then social studies, which was just pretty much annoying. After that was reading, which was laughably simple. I left 10 minutes after I was supposed to have started the reading test.

I went home and fell asleep. Then I woke up. Now I am blogging.

Today was boring. However, on a more interesting note, I discovered that Greg and Alex are weirder than I thought... and I initially thought they were weirder than myself, which is saying something.



yikes.

I Am The Walrus

Very early this morning, say… 4 or so, I discovered the most amazing food ever. Tofurkey and applesause sandwiches. What you do, is you put a bunch of faux butter on both pieces of toast, and then you put a slice of tofurkey on top of that, and then add a spoonful of applesauce, then another layer of tofurkey and so on until you get to your last piece of tofurkey, and you put the other slice of bread on top, then cut it in half and eat it. It’s AMAZING.

I woke up at like… 1 or two, watched the rest of Little Miss Sunshine, and started straightening up the house. It took a few hours, but after I was done, I got dressed and watched Law and Order. I’m so excited for Jeff Goldblum to be on that show!!! I met him once in Hollywood. Sort of… he bumped into my friend and I and apologized. He was sooo tall!

I rode my crap bike to school. I can’t wait to get another one. Fixed-gear baby, yeah! I parked it at the school, then walked to Starbucks a few blocks down the street and got a hot chocolate… soy, of course. It was bloody freezing and my legs went numb. I got back to school and went to the classroom to wait for class to start.

Overly-Religious Lady came in and I got into a long drawn out some-what one-sided conversation that I couldn’t really get myself out of, which was kind of annoying. Because I didn’t want to be rude and ignore her, but I really just wanted to listen to my music… loudly.

So far, I’m loving being a vegan, although I haven’t exactly been strict lately, I did JUST start, so please go easy on me vegans of the world. And usually, when I slip up, it’s because I didn’t know a food item wasn’t vegan.

Class was kind of boring. We watched a pretty good movie though. Half way through class, I threw my pencil at Jim and he stole it. I want it back. I have a shortage of good drawing pencils and that was one of them… and it had been in my mouth earlier.

After class, I rode my bike home, which was kind of awful. It was freezing and my legs were all numb, and I fell over adjusting the strap on my bag. So now my inner knee is all scraped up from my bike. I need one of those single strap backpacks that go diagonally and clip… My mother said she’s get me a new bike for Christmas. YAY!!! I’ll just have to pick it out and see how expensive it is. Hopefully it’s not too expensive.

Anyway, I think I’ll attempt to get to French class somewhat on time tomorrow, so that means going to sleep now-ish… or maybe I’ll order some pinapple pizza without cheese and some cinnamon sticks… I wonder if that is vegan…