To live is painful

That realization dawned on me after I smacked my head into the chair whilst attempting to walk and snooze simultaenously.

It was beautiful.

Today was a bright new dawn of a bright new era! The birds were a-chirping, the trees were a-swaying, and I was a-gonizing over the bucketload of homework that had been unceremoniously dumped on us in the most positive and encouraging of attitudes. But I could not face the foe inside and, alas! My nacroleptic tendencies drove me to head for the foldable tatami and into damn good a nap.

Oh well. Happy days are here again. When the upper echeloens of authority decide it fitting and worthy to produce stack after stack of assignments for poor sods like us to struggle through, fighting valiently against the temptations presented by.

Whatever temptations presented by upper echeloens should look like.

ANYWAY. I happily went and got distracted as always, and took a quiz. And it would seem that I'm a. dundundun.

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Fox. Ooo, whee, fanfare and all that.

"So, the fox tempers its serious nature with a sardonic sense of humor and engaging playfulness while interacting with its eclectic community"
"Sometimes, however, the fox will view a conversation as a competitive challenge, which proves to be off-putting and annoying to its companions."
"makes it a wonderful conversationalist "
"demand consensus in all decisions, they dominate discussions and steer the plans to reflect their own agenda"

In other words, I'm a really annoying bastard.

But HEY HEY HEY HEY HEY HEY HEY HEY HEY. Can't forget the facts can we?

Oh, and apparently I should be a lawyer or advertiser. Who likes gambling.

...oh dear.

ButthenIsuddenlyrealiseitis12:48andI'mstillnotdonewithhomework.

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AN ADVENTURER IS YOU.

Where is MOUNTAIN?

j-кun ;; says: your blog is digging it's grave..

He has a point there.

Anyway. Just watched Edward Scizzorhands. It was.

OMGWTFFRIKKINAWESOME. IT'S INANELY GOOD. IT'S MADE OF WIN AND MORE WIN.

Go watch it. As soon as possible.
Do not waste this prime cut of beef to sink your teeth into. Or hands. Hur hur hur.

Today was moderately interesting. But askdwqpd I can't think straight one bit - a short nap does not leave me well-rested enough to function at humane levels.

(9:09 AM) hauntho.//... ..: are you so devoid of human emotion. D:
(9:10 AM) hauntho.//... ..: and sanity, at that.

The world is all blurry and polonium! Hail to thee blithe spirits, spears of grass and whatnot.

They hailing to blithe spirits.

Tomorrow is Founder's Day. Which means I need to load new content onto my phone to amuse myself with. Which means that after that there won't really be any nice vacational periods to enjoy after this. Alas, such a bother - there is a sudden urge to fall asleep straight away and wake up in June for the holidays.

(10:33 PM) [ʏ3 [[ pendraval: I declare holy war on Physics and Chemistry.
(12:39 AM) 3N14 {*SINE - 1}: 9000 hobbits over isengard!

I need to find a way to sleep but not go into a state of incoherence in spite of the fact that life is interesting and amusing and thus worth observing, pray tell us why we do this shift key ginko nut? We must seek the parasol, and not the bounded field on the west side of the dark hole, lest you be eaten by a grue. O Captain! My Captain! What big eyes you have!




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DRAMATIC ENDING!

(12:19 AM) 3N14 {*SINE - 1}: like, omg! i was taken by surprise!

To spot a silly thief.

CTRL + C is much dangerous, isn't it?
And CTRL + V for that matter.

Anyway, 'twas a nice and happy day for snoozing, napping, sleeping and general indifference to the corporeal world. Other than the fact that I had drama rehearsals that prevented me from snoozing, napping, sleeping or exhibiting general indifference to the corporeal world, but that's besides the point. The point here is, dun dun dun.

image (c) not me. some jap name goes here.

Not that.

Anyway, what really spoiled the day was the discovery of PLAGIARISM (liek zomg sheitz).

Much thanks to Julian for finding it out for me, I owe you something for that.

But really. I pride originality very, very highly. People who copy and acknowledge, I'm okay with - they can respect work and appreciate it. That's good. People who copy and paste while trying to make it part of their writing, or just copy wholesale with any acknowledgement whatsoever deserve to be hung from heels up whilst having their neck slowly penetrated with a sharp and pointy object. I am not pleased with plagiarists. Especially if the person in question is a person who once held true as trustworthy.

I know who you are and I know what you are doing.

I am not pleased at all.

ANYWAY, I HOPE EVERYBODY SAW THE SNEAKY AND SUBTLE MESSAGE THAT TOTALLY DOES NOT POINT TO THE FACT THAT MY BLOG POSTS AND PARTS OF THEM HAVE BEEN STOLEN BY A CERTAIN MEMBER OF MY SOCIAL CIRCLE THAT I WILL NOT NAME, AS MUCH OF AN UNORIGINAL NITWIT HE IS. =DDDD

YOU DON'T HAVE TO, BUT IF YOU WANT YOU CAN ASK NOT JULIAN OR NOT ME FOR NOT HIS NOT BLOG URL. =DDDD

ANYWAY.

Because my finger on the shift key is tired and I lack the logic to use Caps Lock.

The creative scene here is dying. Dying in a painful, burnout, thrown-to-the-trash type of dying. People used to try to copy the works of famous paintings. They end up hired as replicators by rich fellas. People used to try to copy the lettering and signatures of others. They end up as famous carvers or insert job where minute finger movement is needed. And now people have to resort to copying online, personal, journals to look good. They end up smug and pleased with themselves.

They also end up losing the trust of people who once thought of them as responsible, hard-working friends.

They say that through imitation they are flattering.

I say that that's an utter load of ear wax. Wake up, sunshine! The world's not a happy happy place, you poor naive cretin.

For heaven's sake. You imitate somebody and you violate their personal rights to their work and their effort. You show that you treat their stuff as something to use as your own when the time is suitable. You show that you're willing to take false and unjustified credit for the things others slog out to do. You show that you can't be buggered to put your own brain to the grindstone to let it bleed out your thoughts. You show that you have no thoughts whatsoever. And you show that you don't treasure another person's trust.

Yes, that word I've repeated. Trust. It's all about trust. When you choose to break that sense of personal right by claiming ownership over another person's work - you snap the trust.

This has been a rant. I promise a more light-hearted post in future.

Viva la Revolution!

Viva er lacrk orf lojik, tu!

As you can see I have lost my marbles. Pray tell I will find them by tomorrow.

But we cannot blame the presence of the cheesecake on this; Alas, for the watermelon moves. Let us wallow in screwdriver, for we cannot change the herring of existence - are we mortal men not fools to attempt to take on the potato? It was Mr Green, with the candlestick.

I am losing coherence, asdwelcsdocvmasd. Must find caffeine injection and administer immediately. Oh dear.

Today was interesting, so to speak. We had a half day, that asdwjodjiwda and became a full day. At least drama rehearsals were not toooo boring - I thank the invention of the iced biscuit for this. But energy was pretty much down today; HRP at fault. It's always HRP at fault. HRP. asnmdw. HRP.

And so I went home and ate a slice of month-old pizza. Saved a few bucks, hurrah. Went to the room and started to pump bullets into people, animals and other biological constructs. Proceeded to loathe and gain moxie. I could have been said to have wasted my time.

And Bing baked a CAKE.

Image (c) Okota

Yes! It may be SCARY. But it looks good to eat, actually. Go see his blog for more. Shameless plugging goes here, hoo-ha. But you cannot tell this is a feeble attempt to lengthen the post, for my amazing skills of deception prevent you from see this portion through which my schemes leak.

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LASER IS NOT DIFFICULT.