Posts Tagged “rant”

Isolation, Obession…and Buttons!

Yesterday was fairly uneventful. I didn’t do much of anything until soon before 8:00 PM, when I headed over to Jake and Luke’s house for Luke and Julie’s engagement party. When I got there, I was greeted by Mr. Dreyer, their dad, who told me that the dinner that several of the people were at was going really slowly – which meant that I was the only one there. To save an awkward situation, then, he asked me if I knew how to play chess. I said that yes, I did, though I hadn’t played it in a long time. So he got out a chess board, and we started playing. I actually had the upper hand. Soon Melissa arrived, and then after that, Dave and Jeff came as well. Once Bethany Dreyer arrived, her dad said that he had to leave, so the game ended with no one being declared the winner. I was a little disappointed, just because I would have been able to tell Jake that I was better than his own father, but my disappointment was somewhat diminished when I reminded myself that it was, after all, just a game of chess.

After more people arrived, the excitement level fluctuated slightly, possibly even registering on the Excitement Meter. I’m not entirely sure about that, though. It wasn’t a real lively party at all. People basically sat around and talked and stuff, and then when that got boring, someone would get up and join a different circle…Continue Reading

Haircuts and Jobless Frustrations

Well, I finally got a haircut. It’s not exactly what I was wanting, but I suppose it’s what I got. I guess it’s not too bad; but I’m not sure if I’m just telling myself that to calm myself down or whether it’s actually not too bad. I guess it’s what I have, though, so I have to live with it for a while. I went into the barber shop today and told the guy to take an inch or an inch and a half off, especially from the back. This is the guy that I haven’t been to since I had short hair. So he went and started clipping away with his scissors, and I began to look more and more bald – or less and less hairy, take your pick. Then he went and sprayed water all over it so I couldn’t even tell what it really looked like, and continued to trim and get everything the same length. I didn’t really see what it looked like until I got home and messed up my hair a bit to dry it off.

Now I’m frustrated. It’s way shorter than I wanted. I swear that guy only knows how to do one hairstyle. I think it still looks better than I used to have it, but I still don’t like it all the same. I’m pretty much never going back to that guy ever again – my dad can keep going there, that’s fine with me, but I’m going…Continue Reading

Drama and Privacy

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I’m not sure what to write about. Today was quite uneventful, so I had a lot of time to think/daydream/whatever you want to call it, in class today. The problem is that every time I start thinking, I end up confusing myself. It’s a tragic curse, but I’ve lived with it so far without hurting myself too badly, so I suppose it’s manageable. I guess I just need to cut down on my thinking or something.

I’ve been getting quite thoroughly confused lately, actually. There are just some people who never do what you predict that they’ll do, no matter how well you think you know them. It’s quite annoying, like they’re reading your mind and then doing the opposite just to confuse you. The strange thing is that these sort of people are the most intriguing. It’s some sort of curiosity to get to know this person who evades your every prediction. I’d explain that more, but since people are actually starting to read this blog, I’m not going to, because it’d just result in having to explain more and more anyways. That brings me to my next point.

I hate drama. I hate it with a passion. In fact, Lana and I were just talking about this the other day. It’s not so much the drama of situations themselves that’s the problem, it’s the nosy people that seem to live on the stuff. I could name names here, but I’ve decided to be nice. Something about people trying…Continue Reading

Volleyball

I don’t have much time to write today because I have five more chapters of Huckleberry Finn to read before I head off to Central’s youth group tonight, but let me just say that the guys at our school suck at volleyball. They’re not just bad; they suck. One guy doesn’t care at all and so he just stands there and hits it only if it comes to him. Another guy, an avid skateboarder, won’t even jump to spike or block the ball – I should tell him to ollie to get the ball, it might work better. The rest of them take it seriously at least, but we still have less than a 0% chance that we’ll win at the tournament on Friday. It’s disgusting. At least the girls know what they’re doing. We’re just working at getting the right formation on the court. Despicable. Pathetic. Disgusting.

Good thing I really could care less about winning a girls’ sport.…

Technologically Sound

Computer illiterate people bug me. I don’t know why they think that they don’t have to understand a computer, but apparently they’re thinking that computers are going to disappear for some reason. The reality is that they’re likely going to disappear before the computers will – unless someone comes up with a variant of the computer that’s so advanced, they don’t call it a “computer”; however, the computer illiterate will just be further behind. Let’s face it, computers are here to stay. You either get used to them or you get left behind in the dust. Get over it.

The people that bug me even more, though, are those that think they know how to use a computer, but they actually don’t. These people think they know everything there is to know about the computer or a certain program, and then proceed to show you the most roundabout way of doing something when you could do it easily in three clicks. Case in point: Mr. G today in Accounting class. You see, our new textbooks come with a CD that gives you some exercises to work on in Excel. I’ve dealt with Excel a few times, and though I certainly don’t claim to be an expert in it, I at least can navigate my way around in the program and do pretty much anything I need to do with not too much hassle. Anyway, Mr. G decided to teach us how to use Excel to do these exercises in our…Continue Reading

My Lesson About Reproductive Systems

Biology was certainly interesting today. Right now we’re in a chapter about the endocrine system, basically the system that releases hormones to trigger certain responses in the body. Today was the day we learned about the reproductive systems, both male and female. Fun.

To start off the class, Mrs. Houtman spent about ten minutes talking about the male reproductive system. She briefly explained the different parts, talked about testosterone and sperm production, and that was it. Then she proceeded to take the rest of the class to explain the female reproductive system. Apparently it took longer to explain because it was more complicated – I had to admit that, since everything to do with females is always more complicated, that she was right, but still, it shouldn’t take five times longer to explain their reproductive system than it took to explain the male reproductive system. It was stupid.

For most of the class, she went into graphic detail about ovulation, the growth of the egg, something about follicles, and then into the menstrual cycle. Then, she talked about the hormones estrogen and progesterone for about five minutes. Now I have a question: why did we go into so much detail about the system when we’re not even talking about the actual reproductive system, but rather the hormones? Answer: feminism, plain and simple.

Now, I’m not faulting Mrs. Houtman, but she is the product of feminism. Almost all females today are. They’ve been brought up in a day and age when,…Continue Reading

I Hate Coupons

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Read the above title over a few times. Take a real good look at it. Do you notice anything unusual about this statement? If not, read it over a few more times. Pay close attention to the words “I hate.” Now did you catch it? If you still haven’t caught the message, let me spell it out in clearer terms. I hate any and all customers that have come into Quizno’s with a coupon and therefore made me work an hour overtime. Got the message now?

Ever since the most recent set of coupons were sent out, we’ve had non-stop business. Kyle even wrote a message to Paul saying that we needed to have more staff on at nights, because we’re not getting our breaks (required by law) and we’re still getting out late. Even today, on a Sunday – usually the day with the least business – we made over $1000 with cash and Interac. That’s just unheard of at Quizno’s.

This is my third day working in a row, and the past two nights I’ve gotten out an hour late. And it’s all due to this coupon traffic of people saying, “Ooh, I’ve never been to Quizno’s! I should go try it out and buy six different subs to try all the different choices they have.” I can’t stand it anymore. That’s the main reason why I quit. I can’t handle getting out an hour late every night and then trying to study for exams or do homework…Continue Reading