Tuesday, March 29, 2011
Some of you may know, some of you may not, but I am a massive nerd. Sci-fi, fantasy... love the stuff. Currently my top favorites are both British TV shows (because everything British is the best). Primeval is about rips in time opening and the team who has to fight and contain the creatures (mainly dinosaurs) that come through the "anomalies". Doctor Who is about a time traveling alien who travels in a Blue Police Box/Time Machine/ TARDIS (Time And Relative Dimension(s) In Space) saving the earth and other planets. See when using words the things I am excited about sound so far fetched and almost stupid in their impossibility, but when I'm watching the television shows anything can happen! Aliens can attack earth! G-rexes can come running into airports! Daleks don't ever die as much as you want them too! You start to count shadows because if there is one too many you could have one of the Vashta Nerada stalking you! Things change in television, impossible is possible. I think that is what I like so much about sci-fi and fantasy novels and TV shows, they're so impossible they seem real when you use you're imagination. I always loved imagination, pretending, its probably why I enjoy acting so much; you can be someone you're not in situations that are not your own and its SO MUCH FUN!
I tend to get very attached to characters though, and then when they die or leave I tend to cry. This makes Doctor Who a hard show for me. As (I expect) very few of you know, the Doctor is an alien and when he is about to die he body fixes itself by rewriting all the genes in his physical body. The Doctor becomes a new person with the same memory, brain, smarts, etc but a totally new face/body/look. To achieve this, the actor for the Doctor changes every few seasons. Today I said "goodbye" to David Tennant as the tenth doctor and "met" Matt Smith as the eleventh. David is totally my favorite but Matt's not bad. Primeval doesn't have as much of that, though it does kill of people, I mean come on! working with dinosaurs is dangerous! In books I cry too when characters die or leave. Using my imagination I think I get so attached to them, I feel as though I'm part of the story, when they leave, it's like a close friend has left or died; it's sad.
Is that weird? Am I just REALLY nerdy and weird or do other people get attached to fictional characters? I kinda hope for my sake that you do, I don't want to be THAT weird, but if I am...oh well ;D
Once more this has been a completely unpoetic post. Sorry, may fix that later. Maybe.
Thursday, March 24, 2011
So I've honestly been meaning to post something up here for...well since I last posted something up here! The problem is I've been extraordinarily uninspired. I couldn't write a poem for the life of me even if I had been able to think of a topic (which I couldn't) so here is a post about my uneventful life seeing as I have no poems.
I'm sick. As in ill, not as in... nevermind, moving on. I have this evil cold thing that all but prevents breathing (though I swear if it could stop me breathing, it would). I have these nasty headaches (not useful when you have three tests in a two day time frame) and my voice is mostly gone. I sound like a creepy old dude. But my voice is too high for a dude...whatever, I sound, in the words of a grade two kid (and I quote) "like a adult person". Who knows what that means...kids say the darndest things :)
Enough about illness, it’s depressing! Let’s move onto my social life.
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There we covered my social life!
Seriously though, massive lack of social life going on right now, I am so pumped that spring break has begun! No tests or daily homework due! (though I do have multiple projects due at the other end of the break... :S NOT THINKING ABOUT THAT)
As some of you may know, I have a...unusual job? I'm a janitor. I work at my church on the weekend cleaning things. fun. Anyway I've been doing this for seven months now and I was the only girl janitor (first girl janitor too) and I'm the only high schooler. I've been working with guys for seven months. Do you know what that does to your brain? Nothing, it means you turn your iPod up and don't talk for eight hours. Not talking is hard people! but I don't know anything about protein powder or bench pressing so iPod is the best I got! Anyway, THEY HIRED ANOTHER GIRL JANITOR! I gotta say, I was pretty excited, but kinda worried. I figured, you know, she knows she's going to be a janitor, she better not be ditzy, or lazy, or have problems with cleaning urinals! (I'm not going to do them every week!). We worked together for the first time on Saturday. It was the best workday I have ever worked in my life. She wasn't ditzy or lazy or scared of the boys' bathroom and though three years older than me, we talked, and talked, and talked and still finished all our work and all the extra work with forty minutes to spare. Girls are pro at multitasking. (That's one thing I didn't like about working with guys, as soon as they start talking, they stop working and then they just talk for like five minutes without doing any work while you're kinda talking to them and doing all your work like normal. Guys can't multitask.) Anyway, in one day I know my new co-worker better than the guy I've been working with for seven months. We finished early proving that strength was not an issue when setting out 300 chairs for a Sunday morning and putting out the substage, we set up, started and ran the machinery and we raised the bar at work. I think work just got more fun!
I can't think of anything else to write right now so cheers!
(Hopefully I'll write some more over spring break!)