Shriek Elegance

So I’m playing Persona 3 FES and Maya, my Hermit Arcana social link just said “lmaonade”. I almost pissed myself laughing.

[5:53pm]

With every day that passes, I find it increasingly effortless to understand why Shane moved out when he did. I’m yelled at even though I know what I’m doing. Thanks, Dad. I know when to start making hamburgers. You don’t need to tell me when it’s 5 o’clock. That’s great, but if I’m making hamburgers and getting them ready for 6pm, I do NOT need to start making them at 5. I can start at 5:30. So thanks for being an asshole. And thanks, Mom, for telling me that I’m the one who needs to adjust my attitude when we wouldn’t be having these problems if he didn’t yell at me in the first place.

God I want to move out.

[6:32pm]

So we just ate dinner (that I made, I might add, precisely on time). Mom did a little mediation thing. She’s already told me that I need to be a little more civil to him- sometimes I can understand this, but a lot of the time, my reactions are justified. Then she got to him, telling him about his tone of voice and how it makes us feel. You know what he said? He said that he doesn’t expect me to do any work anyway, so he approaches me with the assumption that because I’m “lazy” and never do any work (says him), that I won’t do what he tells me to. He talks to me with the assumption that I am good for nothing (almost literally what he said), so he figures that he might as well yell at me. I guess it makes him feel better or something. And you know what the worst part about it is? He thinks that there’s no way I’ll ever improve in anything. He thinks that there is no way I will ever change as a person. That I’ll always be lazy (yes, I am lazy, but if you ask me to do something, I will do it, whether I want to or not) and I will never be a better person.

Mom says she’s getting sick of his attitude, too.

Does this somehow border on emotional abuse of some sort?

So I was looking through the Moon Child book that Cam got me (<333) and when I got to the end, there was an interview with Gackt and Hyde that was, of course, written in Japanese. So I made a small comment along the lines of, “hey look, an interview. Too bad I can’t read it,” and dad was like, “why not? You took Japanese for a year.” So I tried to explain to him that just because I took first year Japanese does not mean I can read and understand EVERYTHING. Yes, of course, I can read some of the words, but do I know what they all mean? Of course not. That’s like saying just because you can READ French, you can understand EVERYTHING that’s going on. So I tried to explain that to him, but he just wasn’t getting it. Then I explained to him that on top of all that, I can’t read all of the Kanji ’cause I only know like… 110 characters or something (if that). This he DEFINITELY didn’t understand. He THOROUGHLY and HONESTLY believes that I’m stupid because I can’t read Kanji. I TRIED to explain that there are [approximately] 50,000 Kanji in existence. Now, it’s been established that you only need 1,000 Kanji in order to read about 90% of Japanese (Oh great, I know 1/10 of that, and just because I know the Kanji doesn’t mean I know the word). There are approximately 2,000 Kanji out of the tens of thousands that are used most frequently. All he said was, “so? Gujarati has 26 readings for one character sometimes.” Yeah, that’s nice. Each Kanji has anywhere from one to four (or more) readings. Multiply that by THOUSANDS. Then, once you know the different readings, you have to know which reading is appropriate for the word and without knowing what the word you’re reading MEANS, you can’t know which reading to use for the Kanji; therefore, you cannot read the word unless you know your vocabulary. And considering I just started learning this language, all I’ve learned is basic conversation material.

He doesn’t understand. He’s just so stubborn that he won’t accept any explanation. He is deadset on thinking that I’m fucking stupid and not learning well enough because if I’m not an expert on the topic after one year of learning it, I must be fucking up somewhere. It’s so fucking frustrating to have these conversations with him because he’s decided he’s right before he’s even heard my explanation. And someone who has never even attempted to study the language in question should really listen to the person who has.

God it’s so fucking frustrating that he won’t even TRY listening to what I have to say.

-.-!

[10:52am]

The other day I must have come into contact with something that I’m allergic to because my index and middle fingers on both hands have developed itchy bumps, which I thought was mulescum at first and promptly started getting upset because I don’t want to deal with mulescum again, but it’s not behaving like it, so we’re pretty sure it was an allergic reaction. I wish I knew what I’m reacting to. It’s really irritating.

Sarika, I kind of feel your pain temporarily. D:

It’s ’cause we’re brown, isn’t it?

[7:21pm]

HYUK HYUK HYUK HYUK HYUK

Even after all these years, Hacker’s Canyon still gives me the creeps. So much so that I won’t even link to it in my blog.

In other news, Lee seems to have contracted food poisoning of some sort. Mum thinks maybe salmonella poisoning or something of the sort. It’s pretty rough. He’s in and out of the bathroom every 10-15 minutes. Poor kid. And poor Mum ’cause she’s so busy taking care of him, she doesn’t have time for anything else.

Hackers is on again. Ahahahaha. lawling.

I should be studying for psychology, considering I have a final tomorrow. But… I only need 20% on the final to pass, so I’m not that concerned with it.

My hairdryer died today. D: I had to use Mom’s and it’s so… Not powerful enough for my hair. So I’ll have to go shopping after I pick up Craig from the bus depot today. FORCING HIM TO SHOP FOR HAIRDRYERS WITH ME MUAHAHAHA.

Apparently I was really tired yesterday ’cause I still slept nine hours even after taking a three hour nap. Whoosh.

After tomorrow, I’m mostly free :D (I say mostly because I still have to ready my portfolio for June 29th to hand in to Kevin).

My birthday is soon :( I don’t wanna be 20.

Is on TV and I feel so happy about it. Nostalgiaaaaaaa.

Zero Cool for life.

[10:43pm]

This is fucking lame. My tuition is almost $5000 this year. Usually it’s only like $4000-4500.

Seriously, what the HELL is that?

School is a fucking tragedy.

I forgot to register for my classes at 9:30 this morning. FUCK MY LIFE.

I got into all my classes except for Canadian Lit and Restoration Lit. I wouldn’t have remembered to register for classes if Sarika hadn’t blogged about it (SARIKA, THANK YOU SO, SO MUCH). According to her, though, those two classes were filled up last night, so it wouldn’t have mattered? I don’t know. I have to sort out what to take instead now… UGH, it was SO hard to get my schedule the way it is >.<

Back to the grinder.

I hate university.

[3:41pm]

Looks like I won’t be getting a paycheque for quite a while. Construction of the Westbank PC Bang has been delayed for, Ashley hopes is only, three weeks. So yesterday was the last day I’ll be receiving money for a while. So… if I opt out of gathering activities that require money for the next little while, that’s why. Plus, with gas prices the way they are… it hurts to go places. A lot. Srsly. $55 to fill up my tank when it was down to 1/3. Jesus.

I don’t mind not having a job for a while- it’s kind of awesome when you think about it. It’s like I’m having a real summer for once. I don’t have school for a week and a half after this Monday, so that will be nice, plus it’ll be nice not to have to work when my second summer term starts again. My issue is Dad. He’s going to be pretty upset that I’m not working during this time. -sigh- What’s one more thing to fight about, right?

Today started as a good day.

Mom wanted to go out for a family dinner for my birthday, since they’re going to be out of town for my actual birthday. So we went to Swiss Chalet. All was well. Then we came home where I was mocked, ridiculed, and yelled at, followed by half an hour of being locked up in the bathroom crying.

Happy fucking birthday to me.

[9:52pm]

I hate stupid people.

So… the reason I haven’t heard from Shane (my brother) for a while is because in the past month: he sold his motorhome, he sold his motorcycle (;-;), the couple and their kids that were living with them have moved out, he’s been busy with school, and… Trece went crazy. She just got back from a program to… fix her craziness. She has some weird bi-polar like… thing going on. She was having conversations and not knowing that she was having them. And acting funny. And… stuff. And apparently she just crashed one day. So she went away to go get fixed and I guess she’s back now and things are good.

Werd.

Birthday party today. :3

It is so unreasonably warm in my house (well, upstairs, mostly). Mom’s having trouble icing the cake ’cause it’s so warm in the kitchen. Hopefully it works out alright. COMPANION CUBE MUST LIVE.

Not really, but “I Kissed A Girl” by Katy Perry is one of my new most favorite songs of all time because of the sheer silliness of it. And it’s so goshdarn catchy and it gets the blood going. Another song I have come to adore is “Just Dance” by Lady Gaga.

Working backwards, we had our Duneathon today. It was excellent. We made it through Dune and Children of Dune. SUCCESS.

Last day at work yesterday was great. I get to go back one more time for a potluck lunch next Friday for me, Shannon, Carmen, Anita and Lorna, since we’re all leaving.

I got a call from TD Bank recruitment when I was at work yesterday. This throws some kinks in my worked outedness. I’ll give them a call and see where it goes and make a decision about what to do later. We shall see.

The past week has had its ups and downs. Ups: Shay was with me for a week and Shay is super awesome :). Down: We didn’t get to have a girly night ’cause Dan was there the whole time ;-;.

Dunno if I mentioned this, but I bought the Alien Quadrilogy about a week ago. I watched all four movies. Amaziiiing.

Oh. Uhm, I also bought a PSP. :D I got Crisis Core and Jeanne D’Arc for it. Oh me and my spending habits.

I have to write 1-2 pages of my choice for this Thursday. And do some critiquing tomorrow. Even though I don’t know how to critique poetry. I’m thinking of just writing more poetry for Thursday. That way it’s easier to do two pages. Whatevs, we’ll see.

Craig and Shane get into town tomorrow! I’m excited. ^-^

There’s some other stuff, but I don’t feel like writing it here, so bubye.

I kissed a girl and I liked it
The taste of her cherry chap stick
I kissed a girl just to try it
I hope my boyfriend don’t mind it
It felt so wrong
It felt so right
Don’t mean I’m in love tonight
I kissed a girl and I liked it
I liked it

Just dance, it’s gonna be okay da da doo-doom
Just dance, spin that record babe da da doo-doom
Just dance, it’s gonna be okay
Da da da
Dance, dance, dance
Just, just, just, just dance

‘Cause I chomped down on my tongue when I was eating it.

FUCKITY OW.