My DVD burner died yesterday. It simply refuses to correctly burn a DVD anymore. I tried a few different kinds of DVD’s and none of them seem to work, so I just ordered a new one. Not exactly how I wanted to spend $40, but whatever – I need it.
Why is it that people are so impossible to understand? I still don’t get it. You think you know someone and then they go and surprise you with crap you don’t deserve. I usually hate it when other people say stuff like this and make the reader guess what they’re talking about, so I guess if you feel like me, then you’ll hate this too.
Does anyone else ever have urges to write *something* at random points during the day, and you get to a computer or some paper or whatever you prefer to write with, and you just can’t make the words come out? I freaking hate it when that happens.
I have to come up with 6-10 songs that are “about me” for a communication studies project. It’s not really that easy, since most songs have at least one line that I don’t want associated with me. So far, I’ve got:
“Say Anything (Else)” by Cartel
“The Road and the Radio” by Kenny Chesney
“Real World” by Matchbox Twenty
“Stand” by Rascal Flatts
If anyone can think of anything else, please let me know. And yes, I’ve already thought of “White and Nerdy” by Weird Al, but I have to present this to the class (no, I don’t get to play the music), so I don’t feel like embarassing myself, even though that’s probably the most appropriate song I could do.
Lately, I feel like I want to curse at everything and everyone. I haven’t been in a good mood for probably over a month, except a few times (my birthday spent with my friends, the concert with Cesar, and probably something else I’m forgetting). A real good mood to me lasts more than a single day though, so I guess this past month has been crap. No, no, that’s not the word. It’s been shit (this is the only curse word I’ve said on purpose in the last four and half months, but only typed, and the only times were just now and on the 10th). I’m really glad I have great friends, a great family, and mindless video games/TV shows/movies to play/watch so I don’t have to think about other crap.
…and that’s about as personal as I’ve ever gotten on this blog. Don’t expect that again.
On the note of curse words, what exactly makes a curse word a curse word? I still don’t get it. If I were to say, “Crap, that hurt,” after a can fell on my foot, is that really any different than saying, “Sh*t, that hurt,” since the meaning is exactly the same? Was there any point in me starring out the “i” in that word, as if the meaning changes any? It’s just a word. If cursing is really in the meaning then what is cursing? Is it cursing people or is it using the word in any mean/inappropriate way? If calling someone a “b*tch” or a “b*st*rd” is cursing someone, wouldn’t calling someone stupid be cursing them as well? Is the meaning that much different?
Comments welcome and appreciated, especially if you read this whole damn thing. (No, I don’t think damn is a curse word).