Reasoning: You may ask Asaya? (Yea?) why in the Hell are you writing this, and the answer to that is very simple my son/daughter/demonic creature from another realm mainly because there's three hours before the next class and according to the statistics on this site there are 3 people that actually visited but when I look for referring urls stats there isn't any does that mean people are actually coming here for me? Have I reached the promise land of the bookmarks button? who are these people? go for it guys introduce yourselves in the comments section below tell us your preferred names, your hobbies, your jobs, your locations,dreams, hallucinations
The I'm Sorry's: Guys (or girls?) my apologizes for the quality of this blog I have looked over my previous posts and have realized that I make a fuck load of spelling and grammatical errors....I can speak english fluently I just don't proofread the shit I write, also I fear that this blog will continue to give mark to my spiralling down into absolute insanity as the school year progresses....however I have found being a little mad always made for good creative material so that's probably a good thing for you
Random Randomness (aka entropy...haha science joke is funny): Raphael (Asian guy beside me) says: "Keep on keeping on"....I don't know why he said it but good advice none the less
Problems With Society: Why is society now a days so disconnected like I take the bus to school and these mofos will do all they can not to make eye contact with other people, maybe it's just the big cities that have this problem but I just got an invite to a "Mix n Mingle" at my uni in order to meet new people and don't get me wrong I love meeting new people but I ain't going cause no ones actually going to meet new people there you just stick to your loser friends and look at all the
Advice for the High Schoolers: For all of those listening that are still in high school, my slightly younger friends make sure when you pick a university or college to go to make sure it's something you love, I'm telling you this cause right now being in a Kinesiology program is similar to Water Boarding torture, you think your gonna die and then they take off the soaked towel so you don't and the process repeats itself over and over until you just wish that the mother fucker would just kill you already so you don't have to listen to his useless ramblings about every fucking muscle in the human body (THERES SIX HUNDRED AND FIFTY SIX OF THOSE BASTARDS), now if your actually thinking about being a kinesiologist, physiotherapist etc... it's not so bad however I intend never to use this degree I'm acquiring in the end I plan on becoming a Martial Arts Instructor, you might be asking why I'm in the program then and that's simply because I wanted to get my parents off my back and I figured if I needed a degree then kines would relate pretty well.....it doesn't....at all dammit....I should have gone into English T_T
Tastes in Music: Is it just me or does music now a days suck more and more everyday like I'm not talking about whether it's catchy or not, I'm talking about whether anybody will remember the music in the next 5 years, like stuff from the 1980's is still around and loved today (HERE I GO AGAIN ON MY OWN.....GOING DOWN THE ONLY ROAD IVE EVER KNOWN....LIKE A DRIFTER I WAS BORN TO WALK ALONE...T_T) but nowadays artists have to make new songs a lot more cause the public forgets about em pretty quick it's like every artist just decided to pick quantity over quality (kinda like this blog did) and also am I the only one that thinks Lady Gaga is simply the digivolved form of Kati Perry...I'm just saying the only songs that's gonna be remembered 10 years from now from this generation are: "I Just Had Sex" by Lonely Islands, "X Gon Give It To Ya" by DMX and "All I Do Is Win" by every rap artist known to man (and no I'm not a rap or hip artist fan I'm just saying the rock music now a days are forgettable to)
Reasoning continued:You may be asking why I'm still writing....and that's because there's 2 fucking hours till class starts...aaaaand because I feel like if I don't get these thoughts out in the open my head will finally explode....but continuing on...
Projecting: You know guys we're learning a bit of psychology in kinesiology (I don't know why...but we are) and I love psychology and while learning psychology I found out there's a defence mechanism people use called "projection" where you think someone's thinking badly about you because you actually think badly about yourself so it's like
You: YOU THINK I'M A WORTHLESS BASTARD
Your mother: Wtf...
When I found that out I was like my God....I do that all the freakin time....but now I'm confused who actually thinks badly of me and who do I only think thinks badly of me...wait what?
Living Spaces vs. Dead Spaces: You know what I just figured out, the reason why some places seem like their actually alive and other places just seem dead even though they have the same amount of people in it, an alive place depends on the fact that you could get jumped at any moment in time, this makes people increasingly antsy and gives them more energy to do shit, I'll give you an example the uni I go to has a college right beside it if you walk around the uni for like an hour and a half you'll never have to worry about getting into fights, you go into the college and right away you feel the excitement (not saying it's because it's a college I've been to universities that give you the same feeling) the deeper and deeper you go....the scarier the mofos are...I thought it was an interesting observation...I should have gone into the Sociology program...
Sandwich Philosophy: You know guys at places like Harvey's, Mr.Sub, and Subway (am I allowed to say those restaurant chain names @_@) they let you make your own sandwich (for those of you who've been living under rocks since the dawn of man when they very first Harvey's opened) now a lot of people just go order either everything or nothing on there sandwich...and I'm here to say that's bullshit, that's the easy way out and all of you that do that are going to Hell O_O well maybe not Hell but will not enjoy your sandwich to the fullest extent possible, sandwich making is an art you have to choose the ingredients you like, find out which one is robbing the tastes out of the others, remove that son of a bitch, and then find out the correct order in which to put the ingredients to get the perfect flavour, density, and moistness. It is a true art that could take years to master, it's one of those things you can't teach you can only experience because it's different for every person.
So now guys I'm actually in class and as Raphael said I'm gonna KEEP ON KEEPING ON O_O...continuing on -_-
Meeting women: you know guys, it's impossible to meet women nowadays let me give you an example I'm in a uni program of 80 people, about 40 girls, and out of those 40 there's 4 that are acceptably good looking, I don't want to mention the names of the 4 cause I'm to lazy to make up names for all of them but it goes something like this:
Girl #1: Ditz and sneezes to often
Girl #2: Crazy psycho women
Girl #3: Ditz and major superiority complex
Girl #4: cute, intelligent, good sense of humour
Now if your reading this your probably thinking Asaya you should totally go for #4 and I'm like I KNOW on paper she sounds good but I don't know she's missing a little something you know what I mean? like I can't put it into words...like if the opportunity arose where I could date her out of the blue I would, but I ain't spending my time chasing after her, sad part is this rejection of all girls in my program pretty much means I have no hope of getting a girlfriend over the next 4 years, even if I do meet a new girl that was somehow perfect it seems that a lot of women just don't want relationships right now (or maybe women just don't like me....yea that's probably it XDDD) remember though guys there's love for everyone in this world....even fat people so don't go drinking yourself into a stupor just yet
Now I'm out of class....but I'm to lazy to go back home just yet, 3 busses just to get there, if you've never taken 3 city busses in a row before to simulate the experience just sit in a room where there is nothing to look at but the outside window, have one guy in the room yell random shit, and the other guy stare at you for an hour and a half straight and that pretty much sums it up
Dreaming: So last night I finally gained the power to move shit with my mind....but only in my dreams now I haven't told you guys this but I try to have lucid dreams (which is pretty much being aware that your dreaming and then doing shit in your dreams) and every time I get a lucid dream I try to move shit using only my mind and it never works (one time I tried to turn on the light switch and I concentrated so hard on it that the sun came up to light the room instead...) last night however I finally accomplished moving shit with my mind...unfortunately it was not a lucid dream....kind of...so heres the story I'm in the building across from the building my friend who I just recently reconciled with and he had like a giant ball made out of lego...so I decided to move it across to my side, then he moved it to his, and it went back and forth till I fucked it up and dropped it down the side of the building, and he starts yelling at me and at first I'm like sorry, sorry and then I'm like kk I'm sick of this guy and start yelling back while we're trying to find all the pieces of the lego ball....so essentially it was just a weird version of Inuyasha
Dreaming con't: However guys the bad part of lucid dreaming is it fucks with your mind...or maybe it's just my mind you start to wonder if your dreaming in real life and you have to do your God damn reality checks every 5 seconds, but it's a relatively entertaining hobby, gives you some interesting stories, speaking of stories anybody reading does lucid dreams, any stories you'd like to share? I remember one time I decided to go downstairs during a lucid dream and when I came to the front door I found my mother was normal but my father was wearing a turban (he doesn't usually) and was speaking Hindi (he's not Indian....) this caused me to laugh so hard that it woke me up from my dream....wtf does that mean Freud? My racism has no reached a subconscious level....that can't be healthy...
You know what guys....I think that's all for today...there's some of my darkest fears...and everything I'm capable of O_O, read the bits and pieces you want, hope you answer the questions, see you tomorrow...or the next week....or the next week after that...
BOOOM HEAD SHOT,
Asaya HelwaEhwee
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