TOK about lame

So TOK[theory of knowledge] has been dominating me for the past few hours, and not in a playful sexual way but in an unplayful mostly unsexual way that is not fun (except for people who like to watch me cry and spiral into self-deprecating hate fests. To these people: eat shit and die). Doing all this TOK research makes me want to eat the brains of smart people, kinda like Sylar. I know it's very last minute (my TOK presentation is tomorrow btw), but everyone elses is last-minute, and yes I would jump off a cliff if everyone else were going to :|

Don't worry though, I don't let my preoccupation with my grades, and schooling get in the way of me being a fine role model. No Sir-rey, I don't. 

My nephew being the child that he is says the darndest things sometimes, well not really but I'm just a douche. Like when he wanted me to peel his apple he asked me where the 'peeler' was my response to which was 'since when did you start hanging out with Phillipino women?" *laughs at own joke* Yeah, I know sad right? I have to keep my mind occupied with lame jokes otherwise it will be filled with the IMPENDING DOOM THAT IS MY FUTURE.     

Ok, maybe I do       

Sundays taste like ... not fitting in

I just had a talk with my beloved Mylinh about not fitting in to my own culture blah blah I am a pussy lol but it was nice n_n and I don't exactly like the idea of sacrificing who I am for the sake of fitting in so I guess I can endure the lonerrrrrrrrrness (not loneliness, because I don't feel "lonely" per say, but yeah whatever) I should stop juding people for being fake and saying that they're trying to be like *insert name of race*, because as much as I deny it I do the same thing. o_o Even if I don't want to admit it, I mean isn't liking it enough to be considered trying to be more like an *insert race* person? What brought this about? Well I never really have anyone to talk/hang out with when I'm at church so most of the time I'll just be by myself which I'm okay with o_o because I don't fit in ... I guess I'm the "white sheep" lol get it ? hohoho

TOK-related subjects aside (hey let's do knowledge claim of people wanting to be something they're not ... it sounded better in my head, Geoff =/) I started watching Boys Over Flowers(the third, newly-Koreanised version of the show that has had more redos than ... my school's ex-year twelve IB candidates? Zing) the other night, and it really pissed me off with it's many whatthefudgeries. Seriously who tells people to bully a girl if you are a guy, that's very unmanly of any real man wanting to be a man cos you gotta walk like a man, talk like a man, walk like a man my so-o-o-on, ok I just like Heart and Souls. You should  just give them an apron and put them in the kicthen but you never ummm advise people in a way so they end up thinking sexually assaulting her is pretty g. On the list of "things not to do if you want to get the girl you like", this is up there with farting in her drink while she's in the bathroom, and pulling the old "penis in the popcorn box hole-cutout" trick. 

Seriously, what makes the guys so attractive? Besides Ji Hoo's pretty radical sweet do, and the fact that the other dude was in a show I like they have like little-to-no redeeming qualities. You're probably sitting there at home thinking,"Shiz mangs, this foo'(me) be hardout sipping on the haterade atm". Well yeah? Oh okay. 

Turns back time.

On Saturday night I saw monsters vs aliens, after going to the planetarium for the Saturn show that was cancelled due to weather (btw does anyone else remember explaining "rain" as a God's tears or something else stupid when they were young? For me it was always Mary's tears, because Jesus is a man and therefore would not cry LOL). Going to the cinemas gave me an idea for a youtube video cept I r has no editing software to make it lol. We went to this pizza place afterwards, and these drunk Irishmen kept screaming "fuck" at everyone. How did I know they were Irish you ask? Well, they were drunk, said "fuck a lot" and he kept saying "fuck trenty mcguiness" to the other guy's face. Their accents, too. 

I know that sounds bad but hey guess what, Chris? It wasn't in Ipswich so stop making Ipswich sound like hell T_T I never really go to "Central Ipswich" or what I refer to as "IPSWICH-Ipswich" so yeah, it's not like Brisbane &Logan is so crash-hot all the time anyway, lol. 

TOKin abt ummm how psychology was not respected until it was supported by scientific explanations

I'm pretty much done with my TOK draft which is why I decided to blog. I was planning on finishing it as soon as I got home but I was tired and before I could say "no-don't-go-to-sleep" I was-SPOILER ALERT-fast asleep. In my essay I talk about the similarities and differences between historical and scientific explanations. Since I didn't want to do any research I just recycled information I had already been taught about in the past, e.g. psychology, Mendel's Principles

When I woke up I was in an unpleasant mood, because I hate falling asleep in the afternoons because then I can't sleep properly at night. This sucks because lately I've been trying to get to bed at 11pm, otherwise I'd be late for school ummm not that anyone is concerned but I'm pretty sure that with the amount of times that I'm late to school, and the rate at which I am late- y' or f'(x) lol I will probably not receive my diploma for not being present for 250 class hours T_T so I can't be late anymore . It is now 1:33am and Eric wants me to go to the gym with him this morning, which means I would have to catch the 6:00bus, in four hours and twenty-six minutes at the time I typed this, that is. So that doesn't seem likely, but if I leave earlier I can go catch the bus with Jermia (at 5:00am) which is an appealing idea n_n 

This pretty much means I relinquish my crown as nocturnal club king, and it's something I'm not ashamed to admit. I'm getting old. It's like if you're a prostitute and you're starting to sag more so than usual you should know to call it quits ... or only advertise yourself to people with sag-fetish, which is still switching up your game. So in essence, I'm just dealing with my saggyness--old age, and advertising myself only to people with sag-fetish--by giving up such a childish competition.

I know by saying "childish competition" I sound pretentious but to be honest, there are so many childish competitions that I enjoy every day with friends. The competition about who could get the most year ten friends, the competition about who was liked more by X, Y or Z, the competition between who would be the first to talk to Q, the competition to see who was waved at more by B lol etc

I really enjoy these stupid competitions though, because besides being really fun they help me to relax on the juggling-balls. Oh yeah, and we've started to act like big-headed seniors which is quite fun. Saying things like, "know your place, you year ten person, and don't talk to me. Stop looking in my general direction, too" is always fun. Even though it sounds terribly abbraisive and harsh     ...

ummm it is, so I don't know why I put "even though" at the front ... it was probably to provide my character with some sort of non-existent redeeming quality... oh well, I tried : ) 

At lunch times the tables in our refectory uncommon fancy word for canteen are usually quite full, so being the considerate year twelves that my friends and I are we usually just swarm a small group from year ten. It's fun, and the "wtf"-looks on their face make it all the more worthwhile, besides they are often to paralysed with fear or awe at our awesomeness to respond verbally.

It's my senior year stress, stress eat stress balls, stress-face so don't judge me for finding pleasure in other people's slight discomfort xD