chronicles of a teenage nobody.

WOOO

angroid — Thu, 22 Feb 2007 17:26:16 +0000

I’m currently working on a layout for yourbomb.com. That means this wordpress, blog… dealie will be vanquished.

I’m going to BC tomorrow morning to visit papabear, haven’t seen him in 6 years, and I miss him like whoa! So, I’ll be finishing the layout dealie later.

Byessss.

Learning? But…Internet…

angroid — Mon, 19 Feb 2007 16:24:10 +0000

As the title says, I’m in class ‘learning’ but really I’m just sitting here typing away while my peers gather around my teacher as he shares his wisdom of macromedia and other design programs. All I can hear is a charlie brown like mumble because I’m too busy focusing on my jumble of words and sentences that I’m throwing together to form a “blog”. Some guy keeps moving around too much and turning around to look at me. I don’t like it. I think the information my teacher is bestoing(spelling?) upon the class is required, but I don’t care. I’m typing in a text box about random stuff that’s happening to me. Man this cream soda is great.

Grape-Aid.

angroid — Tue, 06 Feb 2007 17:35:26 +0000

I have indigo? hair. WOOOO.

BYES.

It’s all boots and no nonsense.

angroid — Tue, 30 Jan 2007 19:56:55 +0000

School is boring to me now. I have no urge to go to class, learn, sit in a chair for hours and not do anything that will improve my life in anyway. Now, you all might believe education is important to you, and it could be, but I personally cannot be bothered with it. I’m in college, I thought I’d be finding myself and having fun, but infact it’s all bologna. I have learned a few things while being here, but not enough to where I can actually use this knowledge out in the workforce. I might be bitter because I hate math, I might be bitter because I failed my math course and now I can’t do what everyone else is doing, but I’m not. I can’t stand the technical part of Web design. I know html coding, I know XHTML coding, I know CSS and java script. I don’t need to know all this other fancy smancy stuff when I have my eyes and my basic knowledge that can get me so far in life. I can see something so simple and figure out how it can be reproduced for a graphic, or for some form of design. I don’t want a job that requires a college education, I want a job where people look at my work and say “well holy shit” and hire me. Screw college. Friggin’ Eh.

On Another note, I’m flippin’ addicted to the Sims2. I’ve modded and hacked at everything to make my Sims lives either living hell or complete glam. Right now I’m on my lappy punching the keys to this entry while clicking around on sims making a new family so my other families have people to chill with. Aw ye ye. Anyways, the sims and my stomach are yelling at me, time to eat nerds off the table again and ruin simulated lives.

Over and out.

Capitan Angroid.

ROBOT WALRUS.

angroid — Mon, 22 Jan 2007 02:58:53 +0000

So, it’s roughly around 9:50pm, and I’ve been in a drawning mood, so I came up with this little do-dad.

ROBOT WALRUS.

So I basically drew this because it sounds a lot like my boyfriends name which makes me laugh. I also drew a picture of a lemon farting at robot wallace and him saying “OMG GROSS DOOD”. God I’m tired.

Byesss.

ACK.

angroid — Wed, 17 Jan 2007 14:58:05 +0000

I need a new computer really bad. These laptops do not stand up to my extreme gaming and designing.

YARGHHHHH WHYZ MUST DESKTOPS COST SO MUCH.

Slushy shoes.

angroid — Mon, 15 Jan 2007 15:42:41 +0000

Today is mother natures’ hay day. Boy howdy is that lady having some sort of fun causing this artic drift dealie rain ice onto unsuspecting victims as they walk to their classes on the Durham College campus. That’s right, I was one of those victims. I realized today that wearing super warm, super comfy skate shoes while walking in thick slush is no good. You see, skate shoes just don’t seem to have the correct grip when it comes to walking on slush, in fact it’s by far the most dangerous trek I’ve ever been on. My shoes kept slipping out from underneath me, but thank god after double the time it usually takes me to walk to class I got here alive and ready to learn some marketing =/

On a lighter note though, my tattoo scabs are falling off, so hopefully by tomorrow or Wednesday they will be all healed and ready to be shown off. Also, I’m getting my dreads put back in tonight hopefully, I really miss them, and I miss looking like a hobo =D

Whatttt???

angroid — Sat, 13 Jan 2007 03:07:14 +0000

So it seems like I hardly work anymore at my job seeing they aren’t giving me anymore shifts, like EVER. I go a whole week without working one shift. Oh well, at least I still got my good looks right?

I need to watch more corner gas and eat some noodles, and maybe rethink my life over. Becoming a hobo isn’t starting to sound like that bad of an idea.

Nothing better to do.

angroid — Thu, 11 Jan 2007 19:25:26 +0000

So, since my camera battery is charging and my webcam isn’t connected I decided to draw a picture of what I am doing right now, well what I was doing before I started drawing the picture?

I fuckin’ hate it when Mario doesn’t get the mushroom.

FUCK YOU MUSHROOM, THIS IS THE LAST TIME YOU TAUNT ME LIKE THIS.

Time to continue rotting my brain with video games and eat some mr noodles.

Later gat0rz.

The blog, an introduction.

angroid — Wed, 10 Jan 2007 17:15:23 +0000

Hello all, I am now the owner of a “blog”, a web log I guess as it should be refered too. This blog shall contain my thoughts and insights and not be at all like past “blogs” that I had on Livejournal.com, why? Because those blogs consisted of a “friends” list that ranked too high, and had my “friends” page FLOODED with bad memes and people who whine all the time. I plan to just “blog” about my life, well maybe not really my life, but you know things I think about, things I draw, photograph and whatever. I can honestly guarantee that this blog will not be really that informative, but more of entertaining because I am a small girl, with too much time on her hands.

I kind of have to go now, apparently I’ve been sitting in class for 2 hours and not realizing it. Oh odd.