Wednesday, April 9, 2008

Ghetto Girl

I had a good seat in my Accounting class, had being past tense, until today. I try to position myself in every class in the center of the room and towards to the front. Sound kind of nerdy but you can see the board better and wont concern yourself with others. I found the third best seat, the first two are taken by old ladies, and I was happy with my placement. The girl who sits next to me I do not want to say is ghetto, but lacks communication skills. I had to listen to "ain't that 'bout a bitch, I gots this shit now, wait what in the hell just happened." My favorite is when she was asking a question to the teacher and found out where she made her mistake and said very loudly "Oh man, see that's where I fucked up at." I just thought wow who says that to a teacher? She does I guess. Just before class we were talking about vocabulary and how to use certain words. I do not believe any of her sayings or choice phrases would have been classified under formal or informal, but rather street slang that needed to stay there.
Now, on Monday I will have to get to class early and get the new best third seat. Am I over reacting or pulling myself away from a negative person in class? I say relocating so I can get the most out of what I am paying to study.

Tuesday, April 8, 2008

Bums!!!!


I always thought that the area I worked at is a nice place. That all ended when I seen a bum asking for food. If you do not know me then this post might upset you. I hate bums. I really, really, really hate them. I think they are worthless people who are lazy and need to be put to down like a mangy dog. They do nothing but pester people who actually work for their money. When I am approached by a bum I will offer them nothing but advice "get a job." That might sound mean, BUT my Mrs. Giver of Live worked up to three jobs at once to provide for her and I. If she can work three why can't they work one? I'll answer that for you. They are lazy!!!! They want something for nothing. Give them food and they might not go hungry one night. Give them shelter they will stay warm for a bit. Give them a pen and application the possibilities are limitless. I'm sure McDonald's is not very picky in who they hire. Their background checks are next to non-existent. So please take heed to this and do not give anything to a bum except a pen and application. Maybe we might be able to clean up the streets.

I am open to debate on this, but I warn you come prepared.

Sunday, April 6, 2008

Stingy....?


I was in the kitchen the other morning, and Mrs. Giver of Life was packing her lunch. She was searching all over the kitchen and finally I asked if I could help her find something. She looked at me and asked if I ate all the cookies. I laughed and said no, I laughed because she looked distraught about it. So I went to the den, which is right beside the kitchen, and asked Mr. Step if he knew where they were. He said no they were all gone. Mrs. Giver heard this and poked her head in and asked where they went. Once he realized that they were for her and not me he pulled a bag of them out of his lunch sack. 
This has me wondering why a grown man would be stingy with food when it comes to me. Telling me it is gone, or sometimes even eating it so there will not be any for me later. It really boggles my mind. We are not poor, and food is not scarce. So if anyone knows why an adult would eat food so others cannot have it, or hide it from others please let me know. I'm curious to find out the answer. 

Friday, April 4, 2008

Economics


This is going to be a change of pace for me. Instead of "Ranting and Raving" about things that bother me I'm going to blog something of more importance. My mother came in the door the other day and said we needed to cut back on our spending. Being curios I asked "Why?" I was not ready for her response. 
Everyone has joked or at least made some mention of the US economy that's on a nose dive. I have heard this from the news, which you have to know they inflate everything, and other people in my social class. My mom told me that her work said they are in a recession and cannot afford to pay people 40 hours. This is something that got my interest because now big businesses are saying it. When something becomes more then a whisper then chaos is sure to ensue, and no end will be in sight. 
My only hopes are the government will step in and actually help America return to glory instead of ringing her out for what she's worth. Our past generations gave their everything to make this country flourish. We are repaying them by take, take, take. 
That's all I'm going to say for now. I will not us my blog as a punching bag to beat up America. We need now more than ever to stand together because divided we WILL fall.
(The last part was said by our founding fathers to help unite all the colonies.)

Thursday, April 3, 2008

Origami

Guys do the craziest things ever to impress or get noticed by females. Some of the more mild things are wearing a shirt to get noticed, say a catch phrase from a movie she mentioned, or even change who they are for a chance at meeting the special someone. I have something to confess, I learned origami for something along those lines. 
The difference is I didn't learn to impress someone. I tough myself because I held this person on such a high platform that I wanted to have the littlest thing in common with them. I knew I would never be as smart as them, read as many books, or even be as perfect as I see them. If folding a crane, not as well as them, is something I can share with them then I am perfectly happy telling people "Yes I learned that because I wanted to have something is common with them." 

Fashion


Here is a break from my normal blogging to bring you some breaking news. It's spreading like an infection within.
We all know that horizontal lines make you look fat and vertical lines are slimming. I could keep going but I'm going right for kill in this blog. When did it become OK to wear brown and back? Not only is this an unspoken rule but a spoken one as well! I think it all began when khaki colored shorts became mainstream and people started wearing black shirts with them. We might have grumbled at this, but didn't say anything. Now, today people are wearing brown dress shirts with black pants. Another one is jeans, a black shirt, and brown shoes.  Something has to happen! The fashion world is in chaos. I will not wear brown and black, but if you want to then I guess you have the final say in it. Just know SOME people are looking at you like you have no fashion sense. I will be one of them.

Tuesday, April 1, 2008

Jeep


I was heading to a class yesterday when my Jeep decided it didn't want to start back up. I stopped at the post office to make sure I was going the correct way, and when I tried to leave my Jeep died. So not only did I miss the class I was trying to get into, but I also missed my gym time. Instead of working out I had to settle for Family Guy and pancakes. I will have to admit the pancakes where very good. I think some of the best I have ever made.
My tow truck driver seemed like a normal guy until he started talking. I wish I were kidding but he bragged to me, for forty five minutes, about all the hot girls who wanted him. I just kept thinking to myself "Sure it's rare that a tow truck driver has all of his teeth, but you are 300 pounds who are you trying to fool?" To make things worse he told me that he was speeding up and slowing down on purpose to look at the girls. This was an outrage to me because sure this might be your job, but I do not want to be in the cab with you for more than I have to. So a forty five minute trip took over an hour. I can't even begin to describe how bad it smelled in the cab so here's a few descriptive words to try stale cigarettes, body odor, and bad breath.
Yes this is worth blogging about because it was a horrible event that took place so recent. Thank goodness I had my donkey calender to cheer me up.