When did I become so brutally socially awkward?
Or...better question: Why did it take me so long to notice how socially awkward I am? I hope I'm the only one who notices my discomfort. But... I'm not the only one who notices, am I?
It's like I'm shy, but continuously try and fight to overcome it. Hence, many social fails.
I just found out that February has only 28 days. This means the paper that I thought was due on wednesday---it's due on monday. Guess I better get to work.
27.2.10
Spicy Song Of The Week
And by THE week, I mean THE week that just went by.
I swear I don't usually procrastinate.
HAHAAHA!
Guys, Tic Toc still hasn't come in the mail, so i STILL can't put it online...technically. But I think I will on Sunday anyways. But THIS week:
Rise Against
Siren Song of Counter Culture
This week was rough. Highs and lows. I'm very glad it's over, though this whole 'trying to do well' thing sure does mess with my mind and/or life.
In other news, Cheryl Bernard, you are freaking awesome and so is curling, so thanks for givin' your all.
I'm still confused how bobsledding is a sport. What is the back guy doing? He's freaking praying as hard as he can that the front guy knows what he's doing. What is the front guy doing? Praying as hard as he can that they don't get beheaded. It may be a mental workout, and the first push-off no doubt takes strength, but I'm still unsure of how 95% of any run is legitimate competition. Someone enlighten me. Also, let's kick the Americans out of the Olympics. Tell them that terrorists make money betting on their athletes, or that the 2012 Olympics have been moved to Cuba, and they aren't invited.
"GRAWWWWWWRRR!"
23.2.10
Angry. Not A Good Day. Don't Want To Talk.
I am NOT happy. It's mostly unjustified, but almost every article in the paper and every customer at safeway tonight is just grating on my nerves. I want so badly to rant about government's insincerity, the naive public who thinks that will ever change, and stupid people who aren't worth the food they buy at safeway--even though it's on sale--- DO NOT TAKE THE BOTTOM APPLE FROM THE STACK. WHAT DID YOU THINK WOULD HAPPEN? And how can you possibly be mad at ME for that? Go home. Your kids need help, if basic physics boggles you.
Don't read the following rant. Now you've been warned.
I want to rant about religion. Holy hell, what is wrong with people? I drove past a church today, and like so many churches, they have those obnoxious signs that are supposed to show inspiring messages. This particular message read:
Don't read the following rant. Now you've been warned.
I want to rant about religion. Holy hell, what is wrong with people? I drove past a church today, and like so many churches, they have those obnoxious signs that are supposed to show inspiring messages. This particular message read:
" 'Last time things were this bad, I sent a Flood'
-God"
Hey Church--Screw you! God didn't say those words, you said them. You wanna put words in God's mouth now? Who gave you that right? Or did God actually write that on the wall of your church in front of the preacher? Pics or it didn't happen. That's a really disgusting marketing scheme, too. Stick to the bible! Don't go Catholic on us and try and instill fear in the passing drivers so that maybe we'll pop in next sunday and pray to God that he doesn't send another flood.
I can just imagine all the church goers throwing out an 'amen' as they walk past the sign into church. Gross. Reminds me of the time I saw a whole congregation convinced there used to be giants because archeologists found 'really big beds' and so then it must be true. Everyone nodded and smiled, utterly and pathetically convinced. I don't care if there were giants. Maybe there were. But don't be convinced by a sermon where the pinnacle of proof is big beds. Beds. That marked the end of religion in my life.
Don't Confuse Religion with Spirituality. Don't confuse Church with God. Entirely different.
There's things we'd all like to believe are true about God. But don't even think for one second you actually KNOW anything about him. What you've got is called a hunch. Or faith..which is holding on to something in the absence of knowledge.
I better stop now before I say what's really on my mind. I'm not out to insult anyone.If you feel insulted by this, then that would mean you disagree with something I've said, and that's not my issue. That's yours.
20.2.10
Spicy Song Of The Week
Ok guys, this is exciting! We recorded and mixed one of our new songs over the last few months, and then sent it off to New Jersey to get mastered. I still don't understand what mastering is. My job is to play guitar and sing... so that's what I do. And the final product is pretty sweet, so I'm happy with it.
Here's the catch...we aren't releasing this song until next saturday, but I wanted to include it here so that when I make the playlist available for download, it would be included!
Darcy likes to introduce this song on stage by saying, "this is the song about how I have no friends." Okay, Darcy...well if it mean we keep writing songs like this, then no friends for you.
!! I finished my paper, which brings my list accomplishments to 4 out of 36 tasks complete! Woot. woot......gah.
Do you guys remember passing notes in class? And there was a cool way that girls would always fold them. They were almost boy-proof: if a boy tried to open them, they'd just rip them and then the secret message would be lost for.ev.er. Notes were a big deal. Passing them between classes, asking girls out, getting denied, and managing inter-group relations and other junior high drama. Doodles, codes, games, ahhh good times..
BUT.
I just talked to a few girls in grade 10, and they didn't know how to fold notes. They couldn't do the triangle or the square. In fact, they didn't even really pass notes at all!
WHAT? A keystone of any childhood! Gone?!
Guess why. Cellphones. All these kids have cellphones. They just text. It's safe, its secure, and it's more efficient than passing it three desks over hoping the creep in the middle doesn't read it. (I was that creep sometimes. I read them).
Sad revelation. Please teach your younger siblings how note passing works. We can't let this die.
Ok that's enough from me. Time to go be sociiiaall.
Here's the catch...we aren't releasing this song until next saturday, but I wanted to include it here so that when I make the playlist available for download, it would be included!
Darcy likes to introduce this song on stage by saying, "this is the song about how I have no friends." Okay, Darcy...well if it mean we keep writing songs like this, then no friends for you.
Tic Toc
Walking Backwards
Walking Backwards
!! I finished my paper, which brings my list accomplishments to 4 out of 36 tasks complete! Woot. woot......gah.
Do you guys remember passing notes in class? And there was a cool way that girls would always fold them. They were almost boy-proof: if a boy tried to open them, they'd just rip them and then the secret message would be lost for.ev.er. Notes were a big deal. Passing them between classes, asking girls out, getting denied, and managing inter-group relations and other junior high drama. Doodles, codes, games, ahhh good times..
BUT.
I just talked to a few girls in grade 10, and they didn't know how to fold notes. They couldn't do the triangle or the square. In fact, they didn't even really pass notes at all!
WHAT? A keystone of any childhood! Gone?!
Guess why. Cellphones. All these kids have cellphones. They just text. It's safe, its secure, and it's more efficient than passing it three desks over hoping the creep in the middle doesn't read it. (I was that creep sometimes. I read them).
Sad revelation. Please teach your younger siblings how note passing works. We can't let this die.
Ok that's enough from me. Time to go be sociiiaall.
What Would Jesus Nuke? And what would happen if you microwaved a microwave?
Say we discovered an advanced alien race and they had religion of their own...okay just bear with me here.
Upon learning about it, I wonder what percentage of the human population would convert. Or would they convert to ours? Or would we discover that they bleed oil and all just start warring amongst ourselves and against the aliens and kill off both them and us? Yeah..that's probably what would happen.
Because dats how we roll. The religion of nukes... Nukism.
Also...they tell you not to put metal in the microwave, right?
Well then tell me, mister geniuses, why did you make the entire inside of my microwave STAINLESS STEEL?!!?
hah. Busted. two points me.
Upon learning about it, I wonder what percentage of the human population would convert. Or would they convert to ours? Or would we discover that they bleed oil and all just start warring amongst ourselves and against the aliens and kill off both them and us? Yeah..that's probably what would happen.
Because dats how we roll. The religion of nukes... Nukism.
Also...they tell you not to put metal in the microwave, right?
Well then tell me, mister geniuses, why did you make the entire inside of my microwave STAINLESS STEEL?!!?
hah. Busted. two points me.
19.2.10
The List + failure = no surprise
My 'Week On' list of things to get done is looking more like a list of things I wish I could have accomplished this week. I managed to stick to the working out routine and that's about it. Work + plus certain other out-of-the-ordinary activities have eaten up a lot of time. And now I've spent how many hours sitting around trying to write an outline for an essay about Galileo and his awesomeness.
I have not forgotten about SSOTW...it's just that this song can't technically be released yet ;-) so it'll still count for this week, but i'll probably write it later today or tomorrow, though you won't hear the song for a few days yet!
Now..back to Galileo.
Go Canada! Olympics are awesome!
I have not forgotten about SSOTW...it's just that this song can't technically be released yet ;-) so it'll still count for this week, but i'll probably write it later today or tomorrow, though you won't hear the song for a few days yet!
Now..back to Galileo.
Go Canada! Olympics are awesome!
16.2.10
I'm watching speed skating
while I wait for my laundry to dry. And all this time I thought the creepy russian man was saying "go to the stars" before each pair races. Why? I dunno..good luck tradition in speed skating, I assumed.
And then in my daze of delirium, a moment of clarity. They are saying "go to the start."
Oh....
I liked 'stars' better. It was all inspirational and stuff.
And then in my daze of delirium, a moment of clarity. They are saying "go to the start."
Oh....
I liked 'stars' better. It was all inspirational and stuff.
Olympics are cramping my productivity. Dangit.
13.2.10
!!
Lost!
It's started again! I am so glad it's the last season. I remember starting to watch it all them years back right from the first season. It's been a good ride, but i'm tired of HAVING to watch TV. I've got other ways I need to waste my time. Priorities. Basically, I'm just waiting to find out about that polar bear nonsense. Oh..and the statue.
The Dudes!
GAAHH I love this band. Band-crush. I don't know who screamed louder when he hit his guitar solo dead on: the 14 year old girls in front of me...or me. It was a competition. I'll be seeing these guys as often as I can. So much to learn from them. So much to love. Please go buy their CDs (or illegally download. That's cool too). "I'm not supposed to call her--she's gonna call me laadee daa" awesome!
Friends!
I've come to the tentative conclusion that I'm pretty average in almost every way and in everything I do...except I have good friends. Like...awesome friends. There's a LOT of idiots, jerks and backstabbing social cannibals out there, but these guys I call pals are great. And I'm meeting so many awesome people all the time too!
Money!
no wait..there's no good news in this department...
No money!
That's more like it :D This department is alive and well.
Random things to consider:
Burt's Bees with honey: don't buy it. It's really awful. But now that I've bought it, I'm going to have to suffer for the next 5 months until it runs out. Wanna trade?
Bought new ear buds too, and they already fuzz out. Buying stuff is lame.
I have a whole week off school, and I'm going to be trying my hardest to be uber-productive and work out 4 times, eat 28 meals, spend 0 dollars, write 3 papers, save 1 life, smile 200 smiles, and watch Canada win 200 gold medals. Fix one bike and two guitars, drink 60 glasses of water and write 2 blog posts, read 1 book, and work 32 hours.This week will not be a week off...but a week ON.
You might notice i'm in an inexplicably good mood. No reason...no reason at all.
Olympics!
Hockey. Curling. Moguls. Speed skate. NOT figure skating. = Life!
Anyone with me on this?: The lighting of the torch was kinda silly, and really anticlimactic. I'm glad Gretzky did it...but it just seems silly that it took four people to actually present it. I dunno.
Spicy Song of the week tomorrow...numba 25!
It's started again! I am so glad it's the last season. I remember starting to watch it all them years back right from the first season. It's been a good ride, but i'm tired of HAVING to watch TV. I've got other ways I need to waste my time. Priorities. Basically, I'm just waiting to find out about that polar bear nonsense. Oh..and the statue.
The Dudes!
GAAHH I love this band. Band-crush. I don't know who screamed louder when he hit his guitar solo dead on: the 14 year old girls in front of me...or me. It was a competition. I'll be seeing these guys as often as I can. So much to learn from them. So much to love. Please go buy their CDs (or illegally download. That's cool too). "I'm not supposed to call her--she's gonna call me laadee daa" awesome!
Friends!
I've come to the tentative conclusion that I'm pretty average in almost every way and in everything I do...except I have good friends. Like...awesome friends. There's a LOT of idiots, jerks and backstabbing social cannibals out there, but these guys I call pals are great. And I'm meeting so many awesome people all the time too!
Money!
no wait..there's no good news in this department...
No money!
That's more like it :D This department is alive and well.
Random things to consider:
Burt's Bees with honey: don't buy it. It's really awful. But now that I've bought it, I'm going to have to suffer for the next 5 months until it runs out. Wanna trade?
Bought new ear buds too, and they already fuzz out. Buying stuff is lame.
I have a whole week off school, and I'm going to be trying my hardest to be uber-productive and work out 4 times, eat 28 meals, spend 0 dollars, write 3 papers, save 1 life, smile 200 smiles, and watch Canada win 200 gold medals. Fix one bike and two guitars, drink 60 glasses of water and write 2 blog posts, read 1 book, and work 32 hours.This week will not be a week off...but a week ON.
You might notice i'm in an inexplicably good mood. No reason...no reason at all.
Olympics!
Hockey. Curling. Moguls. Speed skate. NOT figure skating. = Life!
Anyone with me on this?: The lighting of the torch was kinda silly, and really anticlimactic. I'm glad Gretzky did it...but it just seems silly that it took four people to actually present it. I dunno.
Spicy Song of the week tomorrow...numba 25!
10.2.10
Spicy Song Of The Week
Life is good. And I don't know why. I could list off the usual 1.2 million reasons why I should just go back to bed, but inexplicably, I am good. Good.
This week I learned what empathy feels like, and let me tell you it's a brutal feeling. But I don't need to tell you that, since you have all been experiencing moments of sharing people's pain for years now. I'm just playing catch-up, I guess. I have definitely been reminded that I'm alive.
---
Me: I'm probably going for coffee with a girl on Thursday!
Someone else: Cool. Just probably? Do you think it will work out?
Me: Well, she has plans to be in school for the next 6 years, but she's hoping to stay at the University of Calgary, so there's potential. Plus she's really into a lot of the same things as me, and we've really hit it off already!
Someone else: ..no..Josh...will the COFFEE DATE work out?
Me: Oh....yeah.
Trying to not let things get to my head. But I just did a simple calculation: The last time I was starting a relationship, I was 16. I'm turning 22 this year. I'm very nervous about still seeming like i'm that old now. Because that was 6 years ago. That feels wrong. Scary stuff.
This is Spicy Song Of The Week Number Twenty Four! When I hit 25 (next week...), I will figure out how to put them all up for download as a playlist! That way you can take some Spicy Songs with you as you go about your day.
This band reminds me of being 16. I really didn't like being 16. At least, I don't like the thought of being 16. I'm glad I'm not anymore. Just saying. This song is off the second disc of In Your Honor, which is acoustic-based and very light...interesting move for a band born out of Nirvana. I give you Foo Fighters..and Norah Jones. What kind of collaboration is that? These guys were the second concert I ever went to...after Linkin Park....oh my.
Foo Fighters & Norah Jones
In Your Honor
3.2.10
Spicy Song Of The Week
Hi,
my name is Imogen Heap. My pal, Josh M (The Smug Ant) asked me to step in and write a few words for him while he's busy being awesome elsewhere. I just wanted to pop in and tell all my fans that you're almost as fantastic as Josh, which is saying a lot. Like...a LOT.
Also, please buy all my music and t-shirts and come to all my shows. I bet you're dying to hear how I make my voice sound so crazy. The truth? It's effects-free. Mhm...I just sound like that all the time. The guys love it, but I make babies cry. It's give and take, can't win em all. Thanks fans, don't do drugs, and hold hands when you cross the street. Or hold hands all the time. That's cool too. PS, tell all your friends about this awesome blog!
~ i H
Imogen Heap
The Last Kiss Soundtrack
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