Leaf me alone!

The other day I got into a very strange, very childish argument with someone.

What was the cause of this immature quarrel?

Orange Juice. Yes, orange juice.

Not only do I just absolutely hate arguing, because most times it is a circular argument, but I loathe even more when there is just no way of even slightly getting to the other person because he/she is so hot-headed and stubborn. As well as irrational at that point. It's just so UGH. It's just pathetic and ridiculous.

However, what I dislike even more than a temper tantrum diva is one who is passive aggressive afterwards. Clearly you are still angry, but do I really care anymore? Can't it just be dropped? You got the orange juice you wanted...

This person literally made me think of this video, I suppose I would be the goat in this example. Only because it got to the point where it I just wanted the idiot yelling at me to just leave!



Although nothing has been resolved and the tension in the house could literally smack you in the face if you walked in the door, I now have a smug little smile thinking of this video every time I must encounter the other individual. It just makes being around this person a little bit more bearable.

Also, this video doesn't hurt either for a good pick-me-up!

Mousetrap.

In light of the news received from President Obama today, I was put in a state of disbelief.

Not due to the fact of how one man was able to play hide and seek with America's CIA for almost ten years or because his death symbolizes for many one step closer to being out of the Middle East, it's the eerie feeling I get watching mobs of people outside the White House rejoicing the death of a man. 

Don't get me wrong, I am well aware of the heinous crimes he committed as well as gave instructions to, but pondering this day in history, I feel somewhat ashamed seeing people boozing up and celebrating the murder of a human being. It just seems barbaric and wrong. Yet, I also understand everything executed by him was also barbaric and wrong.

I guess I just see this milestone as bittersweet. 

To switch to a lighter subject, I recently watched a "song" made of Carl Sagan's many theories he proposed during his lifetime. Although I personally hate when people take snips of lectures and try to create something interesting out of it to seem all artsy fartsy, I took a real liking to this video.

Also, for those of you who are unfamiliar with Mr. Sagan, he is an extraordinary man who wanted humankind to learn more from the cosmos in order to become a better civilization. Whatta guy.

He was also a firm believer of legalizing marijuana.

On that note:

Star Wars with Guest Star Joseph Campbell

I have always loved Star Wars. Always.

This past year I even went to Star Wars: In Concert and met Anthony Daniels, also known as, C-3PO. It was insane meeting the life and voice behind that infamous droid.

Much like The Matrix, Star Wars coincides almost perfectly with Campbell's Hero's Journey path.

Luke Skywalker is given a call by his twin sister, Leia, in a plea through R2D2, and takes it. Along the way he has his trusty companions: C-3PO, R2, and of course Han and Chewy. They are put through tons and tons of dangerous scenarios including saving Leia, encountering Storm Troopers, and of course the Death Star. After Vader kills the Emperor to save Luke, the ending is sealed with the Millennium  Falcon's speedy exit from the Death Star. Presenting to Luke and his friends the freedom to live.

It's just such a classic.

With the emergence of Star Wars I, II, and III, it brings me grief every time I watch this scene in Revenge of the Sith.



Sigh. What a waste. So much hope just shattered.


However, there will always be hope for these guys in getting the marshmallow.

Indefinite.

It's that time of year again where class schedules for next semester must be planned out...

Usually, my favorite time ever. Especially now that I'm in college.

There are just so many courses to choose from. Topics that surpass anything ever offered in high school.
It's like going shopping. As nerdy as this sounds, I honestly appreciate the college setting because of the myriad of classes offered to me. This is probably one of the last times in my life I will ever get to take an art or religion class because it is required. I want to take full advantage of everything.

This, however, is what makes choosing classes difficult. There are so many classes I want to take, but the pieces just don't seem to fit with all the science classes required for my Neuroscience major. As much as I would love to take textile design, when will I ever need that working in a lab? It is just unfair.

I have decided that I am going to take a Intro to French class. Taking seven years of Spanish has really turned me off to the beauties of the language. Also, look how cute french children sound.



!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

That little girl is just the most adorable thing ever. And the French definitely enhances the cuteness.

When I finally figure out my schedule though, this is what I will do:

Buhreak

Oh Spring Break. The time for setting your clocks an hour forward and catching up on work...

Or the time to kick it with MTV in Miami. Either, or.

I myself have never been a big fan of spring break. It's probably due to the fact that I never travel anywhere exotic or do anything quite exciting for that matter. However, this is my decision. I just don't understand the point of it. Thanksgiving and Christmas breaks are there for holidays, but there is nothing that important during the ending weeks of March (besides my little sister's birthday).

I hate March. It's the worst month of the year. You are always teased by the good weather which disappears the next day with an inch or two of snow. You have to look at the dirty snow that has been sitting there all winter. And even when it begins getting warmer, you have to trudge in the sludgy mud everywhere....it's just not a comfortable month. Yet, April does come next.

I hope break is going well for all. Just please, please don't end up like this guy.

Oy Vey

I miss my childhood.

I miss the bliss in ignorance.

For one day, I wish I could rewind life back to when the only thing mandatory for my day was going to school to learn a couple more two-syllable spelling words and reciting the Pledge of Allegiance. The only important decision I would have to make that day would be if I wanted Captain Crunch or Fruity Pebbles or if I wanted to watch Zoom or Dragon Tales after school. What a life.

Responsibility has ruined me.

I'm being nostalgic and whining mostly because I am so tired of studying for my Biology test. When did I even decide I liked science? I hated Bill Nye.

I just want to be like this girl and make a homemade cooking show.



Okay, that was hilarious.

Or have a stuffed animal dog show:



That was also entertaining.

Must go back to studying now. I will leave another cat video, only because I love this fat cat.

Bob does the Job

It amazes me sometimes how talent can be so easily overlooked. Whilst conversing the other day, I'm not exactly sure how it was brought up, but the subject of Bob Ross surfaced. If you don't know who Bob Ross is, that's okay, you were just one of those kids deprived of your PBS days. You know, the broadcasting service that brought you classics such as Reading Rainbow, Zoom, and Arthur. I loved that little aardvark...

Anyway, witness the soothing words and strokes of Bob Ross.



AND.



He makes me want to paint. I correct myself. He makes me believe that I will be able to paint.

This is personally how I would like to be taught how to do anything. Bob just knows what to say to make you feel like any of your mistakes can be hidden. He's just the guy to cheer you up on a sick, snow day. May he rest in peace.

However, this is NOT COOL.



Again, not cool...this is outrageous.

Turdsday Thursday

As the saying goes, Thursdays are meant to be "thirsty."

Yet I feel that I am never satisfied with my Thursdays here at Skidmore College. Maybe it's because I have grown to be a negative Nancy or that I have lost track of my REM cycle and am constantly tired. Or maybe  it's because my Thursdays this semester can not possibly compare to the endless fun nights spent on Thursdays last semester? The latter of which I'd like to justify my reasoning.

While coming home, somewhat disappointed and irritated by my night, I thought back on how everyone at Falstaff's looked like they had chugged a Four Loko before grossly dancing to the beats of DJ Ramses. Does anyone even remember the fifteen minutes of fame for Four Loko? This then made me think of this disgusting creation:



As vile as this is, I must say the creators behind this must have somewhat of a cooking expertise. How else would one think of such delicious drunk concoctions? Minus the the "crazy alcohol rainbow pig" aspect.

Aside from this uneventful Thursday, which I could have just spent being efficient and getting work done, the day itself was absolutely beautiful and wonderful. I love when the reminders of spring creep in. Except 45 degree weather only leaves you wanting more.

Ahh, which leaves me with the ever more longings of those who are not here this semester and cannot also enjoy this beautiful weather.

JAPcAN't

I came to the realization today of how effective advertisements are, sometimes.

I drank my first soda, Dr. Pepper to be exact, in literally what feels like eternity. After consuming the liquid satan, I was puzzled as to what compelled me to drink it in the first place. I don't even like soda! I recall being intrigued by the refreshing look of the dripping condensation on the sides of the bottle while watching a commercial during Jeopardy the other day. This made me feel weak. The feeling of succumbing to the crafty minds behind Dr. Pepper, bastards. 

However, I must say, I love watching commercials. I am honestly curious as to what industries feel will best market their product. Mostly, I am obsessed with foreign commercials. This past semester we watched a film in Italian Cinema which featured commercials from Italy, it was one of my favorite sections. Watching commercials from another country is like getting a different perspective on their culture. 

A country I feel that always manages to miss the target in terms of advertising, is definitely Japan. For instance:

What the hell were you thinking Japanese McDonalds?!
I understand that you are trying to market your new teriyaki burger, but mixing clips of cut lettuce and sunny-side eggs with what looks to be scenes from "Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon" does not leave a viewer begging to make a trip to the drive-thru. If anything, it makes me want to play a game of Final Fantasy...

ALSO:



Again, Japan. Fail. Just because there are cute children consuming what looks to be oversized flan, does not mean I will be coerced into also obtaining my own Giga Pudding. Also, is that how you came up with this commercial? Your committee of advertisers sat around eating Giga Pudding contriving ways of marketing this blob of lard? And what is with the form of cannibalism going on at the beginning? Oy.


Yet, I still love the Japanese. C'mon, they are the minds behind little gifts such as sushi, anime, and of course, Honda.

On a different note, it's so damn cold outside. Wish it were acceptable to blast this song in my car with the windows down...

sNOw Way...

While every other sane student of the Skidmore community is out galavanting in the freshly fallen powder, I am forced to remain responsible and focus on the urgent matter at hand: Biology 106. Although I am enthralled by the subject, I must say, sometimes I find reading about plants and parasitic relationships to be quite dull and repetitive. However, I do recall being absolutely haunted by a video shown during lecture this week.





What the whaaat? Are you kidding me? Is this really happening? Does this really happen? Also, make note of the first comment on the post, hilarious. I am definitely one of those people who enjoys an episode of Planet Earth now and then, but this just seems like it should be in a scene of Alien! So bizarre...

I just can't get over the part where the parasitic wasps have already emerged and the caterpillar then begins spinning his blanket when the narrator states how the same wasp virus from weeks before has invaded the caterpillar's brain to cause this unusual behavior....this is unreal.

As nerdy as this video is, it magnified for me the intricacies of every living thing. This blows my mind. I'm so sorry if I've grossed out anyone who has watched that from ever gardening again, because those specific caterpillars that become invaded are easily found on tomato plants. Fun!

Okay, well, that's all. Everyone have a splendid snow day. I will end this post with an always amusing, never failing, cat video.