I need to get me a girlfriend.
Word of the Day: Need
Showing posts with label girlfriend. Show all posts
Showing posts with label girlfriend. Show all posts
Friday, 18 November 2011
Sunday, 17 April 2011
A musing
How odd it is that 'like' seems to be a stronger word that 'love' when you're not in a relationship.
And yet, when you're in a relationship, the word 'love' suddenly becomes much, much stronger than 'like.'
e.g.
Not in relationship
"I like you" implies a feeling of attraction, usually to someone of the opposite gender.
"I love you" probably doesn't imply this.
In a relationship
"I like you" pretty much means nothing when said to your partner.
"I love you" probably means 95% of their world.
Completely innocuous musings, unlike most of my other musings. Inspired by my friend, who shall remain unnamed, who drunk texted me. Long story, and all that, so don't worry about it. Just know that it got me thinking about how semantically interesting these two words are.
Back to Tax Law assignment.
Word of they Day: Musing
And yet, when you're in a relationship, the word 'love' suddenly becomes much, much stronger than 'like.'
e.g.
Not in relationship
"I like you" implies a feeling of attraction, usually to someone of the opposite gender.
"I love you" probably doesn't imply this.
In a relationship
"I like you" pretty much means nothing when said to your partner.
"I love you" probably means 95% of their world.
Completely innocuous musings, unlike most of my other musings. Inspired by my friend, who shall remain unnamed, who drunk texted me. Long story, and all that, so don't worry about it. Just know that it got me thinking about how semantically interesting these two words are.
Back to Tax Law assignment.
Word of they Day: Musing
Thursday, 9 December 2010
Sad music is played when one is lonely
So I haven't done anything with my home dawgs since like...Sunday, and it seems like it's been ages already. The feeling of awesomeness that I had a few days ago feels like it's starting to dissolve a bit. I have stuff that I'm supposed to be doing, but I'd rather be hanging with my buddies.
I was just saying to a friend the other day (it might have been yesterday. As you probably might have noticed by now, when I say the other, it's because I don't actually remember the day precisely.), I wish I had a girlfriend that I could just sit around talking with for hours about nothing and everything. That'd be really, really cool. Also, unless I am very much mistaken, that's what a lot of people are looking for. Unless they're not of the talkative persuasion. Or they're girls.
Back to room cleaning. I feel like a bit of a house elf. Except it's my own room I'm cleaning. And I'm a teensy bit bigger than your average house elf.
Currently listening to: Forever and Always - Taylor Swift
Word of the Day: Elf
Wednesday, 19 May 2010
The Case for Good Guys
There is one thing, amongst a few others, that I don't understand, and probably never will. It's just one of those things.
I cannot, for the life of me, understand why girls often/a lot of the time go for guys are terrible people, and completely will not look at guys that are actually great people.
I'm not talking about me. I don't know whether I'm a good person. I do try to be, but that's completely subjective and for you to decide. Anyway, being good doesn't really seem to get me anywhere anyway. I continually hear about how nice people are. When I say they're jerks, because I think they are, not just for argument's sake, they always get defended with phrases like "Oh, he's not normally like that," or "You just don't know him well." How well do you need to know someone for them not to be a jerk? I think the word 'nice' is now just a synonym for 'cool'. No matter how nice I am, it just does not seem to be appreciated. So I kind of give without expecting any sort of return, emotional, monetary, psychologically, or otherwise.
But this isn't really about me. Well, it sort of is. Except I can't really evaluate whether I'm a good person, so it's not about me in that respect. But yeah. I've just seen it with a few of my friends. They're great people. They're not bad-looking either. I mean that in a non-gay way.
But, for some reason, girls ignore them in favour of guys that are basically arrogant, shallow, unreliable jerks that aren't even that good-looking. Like, I can sort of understand when the guy is a spunk. That's enough for some people. Maybe there's something that I don't see in them, and girls do. Who knows. Certainly not me.
They're continually let down by these guys, but still find them awesome. Go figure.
I'll stop talking about girls there. I may start sounding misogynistic and sexist. I stress that not all girls are like that. I've just seen a lot that are. Too many, some would argue.
In other news, I've adopted a kind of laissez-faire approach. Whatever happens, happens. I'll focus on things that I can control, and hope some divine being makes everything else work out. Thanks in advance, divine being. Yes, I just assumed that you would make everything work out, Mr. Divine Being.
Word of the Day: Jerk
I cannot, for the life of me, understand why girls often/a lot of the time go for guys are terrible people, and completely will not look at guys that are actually great people.
I'm not talking about me. I don't know whether I'm a good person. I do try to be, but that's completely subjective and for you to decide. Anyway, being good doesn't really seem to get me anywhere anyway. I continually hear about how nice people are. When I say they're jerks, because I think they are, not just for argument's sake, they always get defended with phrases like "Oh, he's not normally like that," or "You just don't know him well." How well do you need to know someone for them not to be a jerk? I think the word 'nice' is now just a synonym for 'cool'. No matter how nice I am, it just does not seem to be appreciated. So I kind of give without expecting any sort of return, emotional, monetary, psychologically, or otherwise.
But this isn't really about me. Well, it sort of is. Except I can't really evaluate whether I'm a good person, so it's not about me in that respect. But yeah. I've just seen it with a few of my friends. They're great people. They're not bad-looking either. I mean that in a non-gay way.
But, for some reason, girls ignore them in favour of guys that are basically arrogant, shallow, unreliable jerks that aren't even that good-looking. Like, I can sort of understand when the guy is a spunk. That's enough for some people. Maybe there's something that I don't see in them, and girls do. Who knows. Certainly not me.
They're continually let down by these guys, but still find them awesome. Go figure.
I'll stop talking about girls there. I may start sounding misogynistic and sexist. I stress that not all girls are like that. I've just seen a lot that are. Too many, some would argue.
In other news, I've adopted a kind of laissez-faire approach. Whatever happens, happens. I'll focus on things that I can control, and hope some divine being makes everything else work out. Thanks in advance, divine being. Yes, I just assumed that you would make everything work out, Mr. Divine Being.
Word of the Day: Jerk
Monday, 10 May 2010
A proverb charges money to do what an amateur verb does for free
Just to add to what I wrote up late last night, my good friends also have a certain amount of intelligence. Which ties in with making me laugh, because, in my opinion, to be verbally funny requires a very high level of intelligence.
Anyway, I'm going to articulate another thought that I've had for a long time.
See, people always quote these proverbs. Things like "An eye for an eye makes the whole world blind," or "Money can't buy you happiness." I dislike it when people quote these kind of sayings to me. Proverbs like these are just dumb. They can't be proven, and are way too general and extreme.
Let's take the latter proverb, for example. See, I would say that, while money in and of itself doesn't make you happy, it certainly goes a long way to making you happy. Case in point being the guy on the street without a dollar in his pocket. Ask him how happy he is. However, I believe the guy who has millions of dollars in the bank account wouldn't be too happy either if he had nobody to love, and nobody to love him. I believe that a more appropriate saying would be something like "Money isn't the end all and be all in life, but it's certainly good to have, amongst other things, such as friends, love, and fun." But of course, this doesn't fit neatly into a few words, so generalisations and blanket terms must be used.
Also, other ones which are more wishful thinking than actual observations, and their subsequent application when something happens that actually fits the saying. Things like "What goes around comes back around." I wish that were the case too. Unfortunately, from observation, most of the time it isn't. I see people who are complete jerks scoring good jobs, girls, and unconditional adoration from 90% of the world. And then, there are times when they get their come-uppance, and you think "They had that coming." But that's just us fitting that isolated incident into this neat little proverb.
Yes, I realise that I may be over-analysing. But the people who quote these things to me started it. They treat these things as their own personal little bible, like they are correct and incontrovertible in every instance.
There are sayings that actually make sense, and can actually be found to exist in this world of ours, and they are pure gold. My favourite is one that my dad quotes sometimes, and is Chinese. It goes something along the lines of (rough translation coming up):
It's absolutely beautiful in Chinese. It's summarise in six characters, three of which are repeated. Say what you like about Chinese, about how hard it is, and confusing, or whatever, but it can be a very poetic language.
This proverb I find to be true. You can see it in everyday life. You have to pull your own weight, do your own work, try your best, before other people can help you, and before luck can go your way. I'm not saying it's always the case, but how many people do you see winning the lottery, and have never done any hard work in their life? A few more that are observable and that I like are:
William Blake, I believe that was.
And one to finish off from Chris Martin. Obviously not a proverb, but still. This one applies to me, but it may not apply to you. I like to believe that it touches a spot deep within everybody, because I like to believe that most people have hearts, and feel love sometimes. Possibly one of my all-time favourite quotes. And yes, I have quoted it numerous times.
Word of the Day: Proverb
Anyway, I'm going to articulate another thought that I've had for a long time.
See, people always quote these proverbs. Things like "An eye for an eye makes the whole world blind," or "Money can't buy you happiness." I dislike it when people quote these kind of sayings to me. Proverbs like these are just dumb. They can't be proven, and are way too general and extreme.
Let's take the latter proverb, for example. See, I would say that, while money in and of itself doesn't make you happy, it certainly goes a long way to making you happy. Case in point being the guy on the street without a dollar in his pocket. Ask him how happy he is. However, I believe the guy who has millions of dollars in the bank account wouldn't be too happy either if he had nobody to love, and nobody to love him. I believe that a more appropriate saying would be something like "Money isn't the end all and be all in life, but it's certainly good to have, amongst other things, such as friends, love, and fun." But of course, this doesn't fit neatly into a few words, so generalisations and blanket terms must be used.
Also, other ones which are more wishful thinking than actual observations, and their subsequent application when something happens that actually fits the saying. Things like "What goes around comes back around." I wish that were the case too. Unfortunately, from observation, most of the time it isn't. I see people who are complete jerks scoring good jobs, girls, and unconditional adoration from 90% of the world. And then, there are times when they get their come-uppance, and you think "They had that coming." But that's just us fitting that isolated incident into this neat little proverb.
Yes, I realise that I may be over-analysing. But the people who quote these things to me started it. They treat these things as their own personal little bible, like they are correct and incontrovertible in every instance.
There are sayings that actually make sense, and can actually be found to exist in this world of ours, and they are pure gold. My favourite is one that my dad quotes sometimes, and is Chinese. It goes something along the lines of (rough translation coming up):
Firstly, you have to help yourself. Then other people can help you. Then the heavens can help you.
It's absolutely beautiful in Chinese. It's summarise in six characters, three of which are repeated. Say what you like about Chinese, about how hard it is, and confusing, or whatever, but it can be a very poetic language.
This proverb I find to be true. You can see it in everyday life. You have to pull your own weight, do your own work, try your best, before other people can help you, and before luck can go your way. I'm not saying it's always the case, but how many people do you see winning the lottery, and have never done any hard work in their life? A few more that are observable and that I like are:
No bird soars to high if he soars with his own wings
William Blake, I believe that was.
And one to finish off from Chris Martin. Obviously not a proverb, but still. This one applies to me, but it may not apply to you. I like to believe that it touches a spot deep within everybody, because I like to believe that most people have hearts, and feel love sometimes. Possibly one of my all-time favourite quotes. And yes, I have quoted it numerous times.
It's weird that whatever else is on your mind, whether it's the downfall of global economics or terrible environmental troubles, the thing that always gets you most is when you fancy someone.
Word of the Day: Proverb
Thursday, 25 March 2010
Quagmire
Life is a bit weird right about now. It just feels like I'm stuck in a quagmire, and it's really hard to get anywhere down any avenue right now.
I'm feeling quite down for various reasons. Firstly, I'm behind in almost everything, and my French has appeared to have regressed since last semester. Accounting is just messing with my mind right now.
Secondly, after speaking with Meng last night, I realised that we're both 20 and without girlfriends. It's almost sad beyond belief. Sad, as in both meanings of the term. We're trying to solve the puzzle, but it's like it's a cardboard jigsaw, and somebody spilt a lot of water all over it. The pieces don't fit together, and it's damn near impossible to find which pieces go where in the first place. Maybe we're just looking in the wrong place, or at the wrong jigsaw puzzle if you will. Whatever.
Even the KPMG interview, which I was looking forward to, I'm now feeling apprehensive about. Nobody else has really gotten back to me yet, so it seems as though everything hinges on this interview.
Missing out on Lady GaGa was also a big downer. I just want to hear her songs now, not in two or three years when they'll be all new and not good anymore. And her show most likely won't be as cheap, or good. The reason they're cheap is because her people are, for reasons unknown, underpricing tickets. Apparently. I want to see her live because she's one of those rare artists that actually perform. Also, she does awesome things to her songs live, like making them acoustic. There goes a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. I do hate it a bit when I miss them. It was very nice for Linda to MMS me a 'teaser' of the show tonight, even though it mostly featured the very round head of a guy standing in front of the camera. Man, that guy's head was round. And shiny. I don't think I've ever received an MMS from a friend before. Thank-you, Linda. It's nice to know my friends remember me.
I like when people text me randomly about random things. I don't know why. It just makes me feel loved, I guess. And adds excitement to my day. The good type of excitement, which I crave.
Today was actually an alright day. Started off fairly averagely, then got better after another one of our French impromptu orals. Irene is brilliant at it. Ours was definitely the best this time, but mostly because of Irene. But she bounces her act off me. So it's really all me. She'd struggle if her partner was lightning quick like her. Who am I kidding? She's a natural at it. She pretends to cry, and she takes out a tissue. My reading is quite good, but my acting is mediocre, unless I am in a very comfortable situation. Which I was not. So my reading was quite good, but my acting was mediocre. The class loved it. Once again, I, or, in this case, we, created something that I didn't think was that funny, but everyone else did. Seems to happen a lot in our French workshop. Maybe because it consists of three guys and the rest girls. They dig my humour.
Anyway, she seemed to get happier after that, and easier to talk to. I went to find my homeboys and homegirls after that (homepeople? Will think about it some more), and she followed me. I then thought she would ditch me, but, not surprisingly, she didn't, as she does not find any social situation awkward, and handles them all with aplomb. She also never ditches me. Never. I respect, admire and appreciate that. The not ditching me part, and the handling of social situations. Especially considering how we have half our classes, and hence half our breaks, together. I just crawl out of social awkwardness. She then eventually did have to ditch me, to hang with another friend, the Matheson Computer.
So after that, I hung with Davy until our tute. A funny thing happened in the lecture after the tute. Davy was half-joking (I think). He had had an interview with Deloitte the day before, and he was all like, "Hey Andrew, let me sit on the outside in case I need to take a call." Two minutes later, call comes in from Deloitte, telling him he has an interview tomorrow. Or today, depending on how pedantic you are. Clearly he should say these things more often to me. Anyway, being the swell guy he is, he drove me home. In the process, we had a good ol' chat about everything, from future careers to missing Mai a lot. Thanks Davy, and gluck for tomorrow. Or today.
Banh gave me a fairly useless call, but it was still appreciated. I like hearing his voice in moderation. Thank-you also for remembering me.
And the random MMS at the end was just swell. Completed the day, really.
And now, after realising that it was actually a fairly good day, I don't feel so blue. Amazing how cathartic posting can be. I re-learned that word today. Cathartic. I re-learned it because I was fairly sure that this news website I was reading was using it in the wrong way.
Oh, also, on a finishing note, I sort of casually noticed three girls in the past week, but according to various sources, they've all been taken. They all have heart-melting smiles, which is kryptonite to me. It's the chink in my otherwise impenetrable armour (ha, I said chink). I promise to set my sights on girls that are very much less taken. Speaking of promises, I'm going to ease up a bit. Emo posts to funny posts ratio is going to decrease as of now.
Word of the Day: MMS
I'm feeling quite down for various reasons. Firstly, I'm behind in almost everything, and my French has appeared to have regressed since last semester. Accounting is just messing with my mind right now.
Secondly, after speaking with Meng last night, I realised that we're both 20 and without girlfriends. It's almost sad beyond belief. Sad, as in both meanings of the term. We're trying to solve the puzzle, but it's like it's a cardboard jigsaw, and somebody spilt a lot of water all over it. The pieces don't fit together, and it's damn near impossible to find which pieces go where in the first place. Maybe we're just looking in the wrong place, or at the wrong jigsaw puzzle if you will. Whatever.
Even the KPMG interview, which I was looking forward to, I'm now feeling apprehensive about. Nobody else has really gotten back to me yet, so it seems as though everything hinges on this interview.
Missing out on Lady GaGa was also a big downer. I just want to hear her songs now, not in two or three years when they'll be all new and not good anymore. And her show most likely won't be as cheap, or good. The reason they're cheap is because her people are, for reasons unknown, underpricing tickets. Apparently. I want to see her live because she's one of those rare artists that actually perform. Also, she does awesome things to her songs live, like making them acoustic. There goes a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. I do hate it a bit when I miss them. It was very nice for Linda to MMS me a 'teaser' of the show tonight, even though it mostly featured the very round head of a guy standing in front of the camera. Man, that guy's head was round. And shiny. I don't think I've ever received an MMS from a friend before. Thank-you, Linda. It's nice to know my friends remember me.
I like when people text me randomly about random things. I don't know why. It just makes me feel loved, I guess. And adds excitement to my day. The good type of excitement, which I crave.
Today was actually an alright day. Started off fairly averagely, then got better after another one of our French impromptu orals. Irene is brilliant at it. Ours was definitely the best this time, but mostly because of Irene. But she bounces her act off me. So it's really all me. She'd struggle if her partner was lightning quick like her. Who am I kidding? She's a natural at it. She pretends to cry, and she takes out a tissue. My reading is quite good, but my acting is mediocre, unless I am in a very comfortable situation. Which I was not. So my reading was quite good, but my acting was mediocre. The class loved it. Once again, I, or, in this case, we, created something that I didn't think was that funny, but everyone else did. Seems to happen a lot in our French workshop. Maybe because it consists of three guys and the rest girls. They dig my humour.
Anyway, she seemed to get happier after that, and easier to talk to. I went to find my homeboys and homegirls after that (homepeople? Will think about it some more), and she followed me. I then thought she would ditch me, but, not surprisingly, she didn't, as she does not find any social situation awkward, and handles them all with aplomb. She also never ditches me. Never. I respect, admire and appreciate that. The not ditching me part, and the handling of social situations. Especially considering how we have half our classes, and hence half our breaks, together. I just crawl out of social awkwardness. She then eventually did have to ditch me, to hang with another friend, the Matheson Computer.
So after that, I hung with Davy until our tute. A funny thing happened in the lecture after the tute. Davy was half-joking (I think). He had had an interview with Deloitte the day before, and he was all like, "Hey Andrew, let me sit on the outside in case I need to take a call." Two minutes later, call comes in from Deloitte, telling him he has an interview tomorrow. Or today, depending on how pedantic you are. Clearly he should say these things more often to me. Anyway, being the swell guy he is, he drove me home. In the process, we had a good ol' chat about everything, from future careers to missing Mai a lot. Thanks Davy, and gluck for tomorrow. Or today.
Banh gave me a fairly useless call, but it was still appreciated. I like hearing his voice in moderation. Thank-you also for remembering me.
And the random MMS at the end was just swell. Completed the day, really.
And now, after realising that it was actually a fairly good day, I don't feel so blue. Amazing how cathartic posting can be. I re-learned that word today. Cathartic. I re-learned it because I was fairly sure that this news website I was reading was using it in the wrong way.
Oh, also, on a finishing note, I sort of casually noticed three girls in the past week, but according to various sources, they've all been taken. They all have heart-melting smiles, which is kryptonite to me. It's the chink in my otherwise impenetrable armour (ha, I said chink). I promise to set my sights on girls that are very much less taken. Speaking of promises, I'm going to ease up a bit. Emo posts to funny posts ratio is going to decrease as of now.
Word of the Day: MMS
Friday, 5 February 2010
Exstrospective
Today I'm going to take a break from the introspective stuff, even though there's a lot to talk about. I'm just sick of talking about it, and I'm sure you're sick of hearing about it.
Time to talk some physical changes.
So like, at the start of the holidays, I weighed 97 kilos, down three from my peak of 100 or so. Then, I slowly climbed back up.
For some strange reason or another, now I'm back down to 95. And I've gained muscle from working out a bit. So it's like a double win. Better keep it up.
I'm at a strange stage...um...physique-wise. I'm starting to see some muscle beneath all that flab. And I can even see some abs. So the answer, I guess, is to lose the flab. Biking, swimming, and all that jazz.
I thought swimming would help my knee. It hasn't. It's destroying it. It's worse than before now. It hurts going up stairs sometimes.
The good thing is, (I think) I don't actually look as fat as I am. I don't know if people are being nice or not, but when I ask them, people generally say around 80. And I can sort of tell by deduction that they don't really consider me fat, because they tell fat jokes around me. It's like how you don't tell Asian jokes around Asians, but if you don't consider them Asian, then it's alright. Or maybe I'm just pushing it a bit far. Story of my life.
Anyway, I shall continue along this path to becoming The Ultimate Man. So the physique part is coming along alright. The girlfriend part has stalled somewhat, for reasons unknown to me. Studies are sort of going alright, what with the crazy real estate thing. I told my family how much they mean to yesterday night. God, that took guts. After that, I don't think many other things will make me nervous, apart from telling a girl that I like her. That might come close.
That just highlights how much I hide in my shell emotionally. Also, it highlights how I have recently developed a tendency to be introspective.
But yes. Ultimate Man. I also have a car, albeit by the grace of my parents. I have also opened up a bit to my friends, and I think they know I care about them. Onwards, Andrew, onwards.
Word of the Day: Exstrospective
Time to talk some physical changes.
So like, at the start of the holidays, I weighed 97 kilos, down three from my peak of 100 or so. Then, I slowly climbed back up.
For some strange reason or another, now I'm back down to 95. And I've gained muscle from working out a bit. So it's like a double win. Better keep it up.
I'm at a strange stage...um...physique-wise. I'm starting to see some muscle beneath all that flab. And I can even see some abs. So the answer, I guess, is to lose the flab. Biking, swimming, and all that jazz.
I thought swimming would help my knee. It hasn't. It's destroying it. It's worse than before now. It hurts going up stairs sometimes.
The good thing is, (I think) I don't actually look as fat as I am. I don't know if people are being nice or not, but when I ask them, people generally say around 80. And I can sort of tell by deduction that they don't really consider me fat, because they tell fat jokes around me. It's like how you don't tell Asian jokes around Asians, but if you don't consider them Asian, then it's alright. Or maybe I'm just pushing it a bit far. Story of my life.
Anyway, I shall continue along this path to becoming The Ultimate Man. So the physique part is coming along alright. The girlfriend part has stalled somewhat, for reasons unknown to me. Studies are sort of going alright, what with the crazy real estate thing. I told my family how much they mean to yesterday night. God, that took guts. After that, I don't think many other things will make me nervous, apart from telling a girl that I like her. That might come close.
That just highlights how much I hide in my shell emotionally. Also, it highlights how I have recently developed a tendency to be introspective.
But yes. Ultimate Man. I also have a car, albeit by the grace of my parents. I have also opened up a bit to my friends, and I think they know I care about them. Onwards, Andrew, onwards.
Word of the Day: Exstrospective
Sunday, 11 October 2009
I wish I had a lightning-shaped scar
It's really sad, but I'm actually jealous of a fictional person's love life.
That's right, who else but Harry Potter.
See, what I find amazing is that the most he has to worry about is whether Ron would be upset about him going out with Ginny. He doesn't even have to entertain the possibility of her not liking him. He realises that Ginny and Dean have broken up, and the only complexity he worries about is whether her tool of a brother approves. And then he even bypasses that by acting on his simmering, growing passion.
I dunno about you, but I reckon that the other problems can be dealt with later, so long as the person likes you. But not so for Harry Potter. He assumes that the person likes him, and deals with the other problems first. Which is much easier, and of which I am very jealous of.
Just in case this is confusing (which most of my posts seem to be), I'm not on to someone's sister. Well, not a friend's sister anyway. And I don't have anything against Harry Potter. Probably because he doesn't actually exist. I hope.
Yes, I realise that most people aren't like Harry Potter. And that he is a fictional character. And I realise that Hogwarts is too far away from my house to travel to every day...I mean, Hogwarts doesn't exist.
Word of the Day: Potter
That's right, who else but Harry Potter.
See, what I find amazing is that the most he has to worry about is whether Ron would be upset about him going out with Ginny. He doesn't even have to entertain the possibility of her not liking him. He realises that Ginny and Dean have broken up, and the only complexity he worries about is whether her tool of a brother approves. And then he even bypasses that by acting on his simmering, growing passion.
I dunno about you, but I reckon that the other problems can be dealt with later, so long as the person likes you. But not so for Harry Potter. He assumes that the person likes him, and deals with the other problems first. Which is much easier, and of which I am very jealous of.
Just in case this is confusing (which most of my posts seem to be), I'm not on to someone's sister. Well, not a friend's sister anyway. And I don't have anything against Harry Potter. Probably because he doesn't actually exist. I hope.
Yes, I realise that most people aren't like Harry Potter. And that he is a fictional character. And I realise that Hogwarts is too far away from my house to travel to every day...I mean, Hogwarts doesn't exist.
Word of the Day: Potter
Thursday, 6 August 2009
I should earn some revenue for this
Today, I edited video. No, not for fun. I did it because Davy was all like, "Oh, you gotta help me secure this girl man, cos it's her 21st, and we gotta make this DVD, cos you're like, so good with video editing and girls (not in combination)." Little did he know that the girl part was not very true.
But I did use my slightly-above-average (very slightly) logic to get the job done. It took a whole day, but we got there. It's a pretty cool video too. Should put on YouTube, and get murdered by his girlfriend.
And I was thinking again today. I don't know why. I've been thinking a lot lately. Anyway, I was thinking that oftentimes we don't realise how deeply out actions hurt other people. And when I mean don't realise, I mean that we do not even consider the idea that said action might be hurtful to the person. Like, in doing this action, we do not think that there is any possible way to hurt someone. And yet, it still does. Amazing.
Still have no idea why I started thinking about this. Starting to go all soppy. Probably due to my lack of Vitamin C, D and E.
Word of the Day: Video
But I did use my slightly-above-average (very slightly) logic to get the job done. It took a whole day, but we got there. It's a pretty cool video too. Should put on YouTube, and get murdered by his girlfriend.
And I was thinking again today. I don't know why. I've been thinking a lot lately. Anyway, I was thinking that oftentimes we don't realise how deeply out actions hurt other people. And when I mean don't realise, I mean that we do not even consider the idea that said action might be hurtful to the person. Like, in doing this action, we do not think that there is any possible way to hurt someone. And yet, it still does. Amazing.
Still have no idea why I started thinking about this. Starting to go all soppy. Probably due to my lack of Vitamin C, D and E.
Word of the Day: Video
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