So - how was your day?

[Isagel]

I´m home. My boss ordered me to go home. I do not want to be home . I want to work. It´s just a little cold.

I´m so bored! I´m not good at this laying in bed and getting better business. It´s overrated. My boyfriend tells me I´m hyperactive. But I have been in bed for several hours. At least two. Wouldn´t be so bad if I could read. But the letters move in funny ways. Even the computer screen is against me. Perhaps it is all some kind of scheme?

Sorry about ranting.


So - tell me, what did you do today? Hope your day was more interesting.

[Jay]

Sooooo not, had two lectures... and that about sums it up. Nothing, lol.
Hey, if you want to read and the letters are being crazy... ask your boyfriend to read to you ;)

[Isagel]

Oh - your clever!
Lectures are not much fun either.

[Jay]

Me? Clever? Are you nuts? :D I'm just a hopeless shipper :p

[amuse]

i had a final waaay to early in the a.m. (blech), the good news is i got an "a" in class :); the bad news is i read you're sick. feel better soon, ok.

[Taliesin]

7:15 - woke up, dressed, ate.
7:30-9:00 Studied german.
10:00 -11:30 - German prelim. Arrrgh! But it wasn't as bad as We had imagined
11:30-12:00 Played bridge at school.
12:00 - thought of going home, but our maths teacher said that there was a lecture at 14:00 so I stayed in the school library
13:00 -ate
14:00 - lecture. On divisibility and congruences. Then We realized that We had heard the lecture before, but the other people hadn't. The concept was a bit ununderstandable to the others, but all the things the lecturer spoke about seemed so ridiculously easy to Us that:
14:45 - We left
15:30 - got home. Rested for about half an hour
16:00 started learning for a music history test on Läte and Tobias. (yeah, We are sort of a last-minute-person)
16:30 left home
16:45-17:30 Did the test. Went home
17:30- since 18:55 (or in other words, now) rested, ate and babbled in the forums.

[Scheherazade]

*roars like a tigress*

I hope this sums it all up... :rolleyes:

[Jay]

Hungry? *runs for cover* :p

[Scheherazade]

To be honest yes... Haven't had anything all day long apart from milk, which is probably not helping my present mood...

[Jay]

Pissed and hungry? *gulps* deadly combination... in a teacher :D

[Scheherazade]

Hey! You are a clever gal! :p

[Jay]

Ok, twice in an hour is enough... you're both nuts :p

[Scheherazade]

Haha! You are worried it will all go into your head? :D

[Jay]

Nope, in yours.

[den]

Got my xmas shopping done and I loathe shopping.

But getting the packages into the mail felt good, yay! no more shopping! <till I need groceries :mad: >

[Scheherazade]

Nope, in yours.

My head is simply too small for anything to go in...

[Jay]

den, do I see a volunteer for getting my packages into the mail? I hate crowded places and this time of year the post offices are packed with so many people...

[den]

Ha! no way, you'd have to bribe me ;) I'm done for another year with the post office!

:smash: <---- stoopid lineups!


den, do I see a volunteer for getting my packages into the mail? I hate crowded places and this time of year the post offices are packed with so many people...

[Jay]

you like KitKats? ;)

[Scheherazade]

Hey, that is my line!!!

[Isagel]

I´m impressed Den. I haven´t bought a singel gift yet.

[Jester]

i have two gifts left, two essays dues in four hours not to mention about three rewrites, ate lunch with virtual strangers (only one person that i knew) and realized just yesterday that i really am becoming a loner... but hey, life's great, its funny. (no sarcasm intended

[mono]

Today, I happily claim as my first day of winter vacation! Yesterday, however, made the thrill of vacation seem worth while, having three final exams, and one in-class essay to write, not to mention that I lost the stud to my nose piercing (grrr).

[Psyche]

Today has been a day of abdominal pain with work in the sidebar. Right now, I am waiting for someone to get back after buying a new nose stud. ;)

[subterranean]

...., not to mention that I lost the stud to my nose piercing (grrr).

nose piercing eh? ;)

*Singing*
Today is the the greatest day I ever known. Can't wait for tomorrow...


*stop singing*

Nah, my day hasn't start yet, so got nothing to tell. Except last nite I had a very late bath (11 pm). Went to shopping mall first to buy an appropriate clothes to wear this weekend (beach party). The weather these days are really bad, so I have no idea why such an idea (beach party) arose.

[Isagel]

* looks out the window, realizes it´s to dark to see the snow yet*
Beach party...
I´m jealous.

[subterranean]

Oh im the one that should be jealous....snow :(

[Jay]

*looks out the window* hey SubT, snow about a meter away from me right now, want some?

[SuicideKitten]

Finals!!!! X_X lol had to run the mile today, cheer for joy people .
i actually survived it i'm so happy *tear*

[Spite]

Got up, went back to bed, got up, had a cup of coffe, went back to bed, got up, went to work, ate Lunch thought were else i could get somthing periced (13 so far) and tattos (3 so far), came home, played around here, watched anime, ate, watched Dogeball, slept, played Half-life, and now i am here agian, Oh and i talked to kitty for like 7 minutes.

What was with that?

[subterranean]

Now Johnny, what kind of job you got?..I like to know.

[Spite]

I work at a Hot topic.

[mono]

I work at a Hot topic.

Somehow I could have predicted that; please do not ask why.

[Scheherazade]

what is hot topic?

[mono]

Hot Topic is a desperately-rebellious clothing store for teenagers. Spite could, most likely, tell you more.

[subterranean]

Somehow I could have predicted that; please do not ask why.


Is it becoz the avatar or the way he choose his words when posting?

Clothing stores eh John..so what's hot today?

[Spite]

Black.
And how I choose my words what do you mean, the Psudo-intellectual ******* as I have been called.

Hot topic is half my favourite store, half my nemesis.

[Scheherazade]

Hot Topic is a desperately-rebellious clothing store for teenagers. Spite could, most likely, tell you more.

Oh I see, thanks mono :)

[subterranean]

Black.
And how I choose my words what do you mean, the Psudo-intellectual ******* as I have been called.

Hot topic is half my favourite store, half my nemesis.


Well, that's explain everything.

[baddad]

Hot Topic....a...clothing...store.......where black is in..............does this mean that all those angst ridden teens attempting to be find themselves, trying to be be their own person, are ALL running around dressed in black this year in the U.K. ?

[Spite]

Hot topic is the the USA only, in the U.K they have the MUCH better Curiosity Shop.

[simon]

Today was my last day of finals, christmas break has finally started, I am now free to be bombarded by cheeck pinching child carting relatives and their drooling baby or elderly counterparts, not to mention all hte festivities, tree decorating, at least that can be done under the influence of eggnog.

Hot topic, curiosity shop? Are these stores for persons with adult status only?

[Spite]

No, all are permitted... but NO ONE with an emotional age under 5 will understand it.

[Scheherazade]

Never heard of Curiosity Shop in the UK :eek:

[jessw]

i like hottopic and i dont mind soem of theyre line of clothes but other then that my day is ok

[Spite]

Never heard of Curiosity Shop in the UK :eek:

http://www.oldcuriosityshop.net/


Browse, Drool, Want.

[Scheherazade]

Thanks but I doubt if these go with the rest of my wardrobe... :p

[Spite]

Sadly, I mainly wear suits.. the kind that stuf goes with.

[Jay]

Oh cool, me likes the gallery thingy :p, the moment the connection speeds up... hmmm, goodies *drools*
*edit*
couldn't help myself esp. after seeing a Royo sculpture on the site... anyone heard of a Luis Royo? or Dorian Clevenger? Bob Eggleton? John Pitre? ahem, Spite started it :angel: :p

[jessw]

meh not bad i got out of goth a few months ago so im just me

[baddad]

hmmmm....My day: My Parents, with the best of intentions, imbued within their children, by way of repeated tellings and examples, values that no longer apply to the world which I inhabit. I mourn the loss of integrity.

As a child I was constantly innoculted, informed though my years were young, that honesty , integrety, honour, character and responsibility for my fellow beings carried great value. While I don't suppose to cry total adherence to these guidelines ( though the guilt to adhere has never been far from conscious thought) I do confess an inoculted need to satisfy these goals if I ever wanted to consider myself a 'good' person. It is this innoculation which I decry here.

I find myself in a world totally alien to my upbringing. I don't want to care anymore. I find myself a tiny, tiny minority willing to shout the truth. And so I am an outcast.

It seems that honesty is an ideal few can even hope to live up to. Integrety is so alien to business, politics, education, religion and a host of institutions too numerous to name, that it is but a tool of manipulation used by the elite to control those of us I shall label honest fools.

As for integrity, a lot of people couldn't even tell you what it means.

The standards which generations before us cried as a minimun showing of humanity no longer apply in today's world. Where lies 'caring' (other than at a time of year when mass media proclaims how important caring is) for each other? How dead is the ideal?

Where lies honour? Where lies the value of truth, a value so dear that generations no longer embrace it, ashamed to procalaim its power because it no longer applies in the 21st century. People are afraid of the truth, afraid of the repercussions of telling someone what they may honestly feel.

Conformity is the rule: Don't ask why. Don't insist upon truth. Never question the wisdom of elders. Never point out the innequities, never point out that people are starving all over the world,while we construct refrigerators with televisions built into them. Don't point out the waste of resources, as we flush our toilets with potable water while hundreds of millions have no clean water to drink.

Some people will be getting new cars as gifts this holiday season.

Some people will receive bombs, bullets, starvation, the loss of limbs or family members, rape or abuse at the hands of those claiming to have these same peoples best interests in mind. Justifications from those in power will soon follow.

Some people will receive no medicines this holiday season, medicines that eradicte disease, or heal minor medical issues before they become life threatening. Instead, those suffering horrendous medical issues will be forgotten, because their countries can't afford the pills let alone the great and colourful media blitz concerning 'new and improved' drugs available to combat many of these hazards. Lives could be saved!! But I live in a world where lives won't be saved. The drug companies don't want to save anyone (although their powerful media personas claim otherwise), they want to sell drugs. There is no money in being kind and caring.

This time of year fills me with anger. Do we need a special time of year to remind us to care? It seems obvious to me that we are driven farther apart as individuals, and the world shrinks, thanks to technology. The have's want more, the have-nots discarded. Mass media contributes to the downfall of the human side of life.

My heart is heavy, my soul and my identity as part of the human race feel scuffed, dirty. I mourn for those in need.......................

[subterranean]

My day, i slipped in the bath room..hurt my back
Yesterday: I spent weekends on the beach ..awesome...

And oh..Scher is finally changed her option. She no longer invinsible ;)

[Scheherazade]

Oh she is ;)

was having a little problem with the network :rolleyes:

Hows your back? Hope nothing serious

[den]

I think this is worth repeating ;) thank you baddad for a ~timely~ and meaningful post, I too feel the same way especially this time of year.





hmmmm....My day: My Parents, with the best of intentions, imbued within their children, by way of repeated tellings and examples, values that no longer apply to the world which I inhabit. I mourn the loss of integrity.

As a child I was constantly innoculted, informed though my years were young, that honesty , integrety, honour, character and responsibility for my fellow beings carried great value. While I don't suppose to cry total adherence to these guidelines ( though the guilt to adhere has never been far from conscious thought) I do confess an inoculted need to satisfy these goals if I ever wanted to consider myself a 'good' person. It is this innoculation which I decry here.

I find myself in a world totally alien to my upbringing. I don't want to care anymore. I find myself a tiny, tiny minority willing to shout the truth. And so I am an outcast.

It seems that honesty is an ideal few can even hope to live up to. Integrety is so alien to business, politics, education, religion and a host of institutions too numerous to name, that it is but a tool of manipulation used by the elite to control those of us I shall label honest fools.

As for integrity, a lot of people couldn't even tell you what it means.

The standards which generations before us cried as a minimun showing of humanity no longer apply in today's world. Where lies 'caring' (other than at a time of year when mass media proclaims how important caring is) for each other? How dead is the ideal?

Where lies honour? Where lies the value of truth, a value so dear that generations no longer embrace it, ashamed to procalaim its power because it no longer applies in the 21st century. People are afraid of the truth, afraid of the repercussions of telling someone what they may honestly feel.

Conformity is the rule: Don't ask why. Don't insist upon truth. Never question the wisdom of elders. Never point out the innequities, never point out that people are starving all over the world,while we construct refrigerators with televisions built into them. Don't point out the waste of resources, as we flush our toilets with potable water while hundreds of millions have no clean water to drink.

Some people will be getting new cars as gifts this holiday season.

Some people will receive bombs, bullets, starvation, the loss of limbs or family members, rape or abuse at the hands of those claiming to have these same peoples best interests in mind. Justifications from those in power will soon follow.

Some people will receive no medicines this holiday season, medicines that eradicte disease, or heal minor medical issues before they become life threatening. Instead, those suffering horrendous medical issues will be forgotten, because their countries can't afford the pills let alone the great and colourful media blitz concerning 'new and improved' drugs available to combat many of these hazards. Lives could be saved!! But I live in a world where lives won't be saved. The drug companies don't want to save anyone (although their powerful media personas claim otherwise), they want to sell drugs. There is no money in being kind and caring.

This time of year fills me with anger. Do we need a special time of year to remind us to care? It seems obvious to me that we are driven farther apart as individuals, and the world shrinks, thanks to technology. The have's want more, the have-nots discarded. Mass media contributes to the downfall of the human side of life.

My heart is heavy, my soul and my identity as part of the human race feel scuffed, dirty. I mourn for those in need.......................

[Spite]

My day, i slipped in the bath room..hurt my back.


And its your most sensitive area too.

[subterranean]

Indeed John...it hurts like hell..

[fayefaye]

hmmmm....My day: My Parents, with the best of intentions, imbued within their children, by way of repeated tellings and examples, values that no longer apply to the world which I inhabit. I mourn the loss of integrity.

As a child I was constantly innoculted, informed though my years were young, that honesty , integrety, honour, character and responsibility for my fellow beings carried great value. While I don't suppose to cry total adherence to these guidelines ( though the guilt to adhere has never been far from conscious thought) I do confess an inoculted need to satisfy these goals if I ever wanted to consider myself a 'good' person. It is this innoculation which I decry here.

I find myself in a world totally alien to my upbringing. I don't want to care anymore. I find myself a tiny, tiny minority willing to shout the truth. And so I am an outcast.

It seems that honesty is an ideal few can even hope to live up to. Integrety is so alien to business, politics, education, religion and a host of institutions too numerous to name, that it is but a tool of manipulation used by the elite to control those of us I shall label honest fools.

As for integrity, a lot of people couldn't even tell you what it means.

The standards which generations before us cried as a minimun showing of humanity no longer apply in today's world. Where lies 'caring' (other than at a time of year when mass media proclaims how important caring is) for each other? How dead is the ideal?

Where lies honour? Where lies the value of truth, a value so dear that generations no longer embrace it, ashamed to procalaim its power because it no longer applies in the 21st century. People are afraid of the truth, afraid of the repercussions of telling someone what they may honestly feel.

Conformity is the rule: Don't ask why. Don't insist upon truth. Never question the wisdom of elders. Never point out the innequities, never point out that people are starving all over the world,while we construct refrigerators with televisions built into them. Don't point out the waste of resources, as we flush our toilets with potable water while hundreds of millions have no clean water to drink.

Some people will be getting new cars as gifts this holiday season.

Some people will receive bombs, bullets, starvation, the loss of limbs or family members, rape or abuse at the hands of those claiming to have these same peoples best interests in mind. Justifications from those in power will soon follow.

Some people will receive no medicines this holiday season, medicines that eradicte disease, or heal minor medical issues before they become life threatening. Instead, those suffering horrendous medical issues will be forgotten, because their countries can't afford the pills let alone the great and colourful media blitz concerning 'new and improved' drugs available to combat many of these hazards. Lives could be saved!! But I live in a world where lives won't be saved. The drug companies don't want to save anyone (although their powerful media personas claim otherwise), they want to sell drugs. There is no money in being kind and caring.

This time of year fills me with anger. Do we need a special time of year to remind us to care? It seems obvious to me that we are driven farther apart as individuals, and the world shrinks, thanks to technology. The have's want more, the have-nots discarded. Mass media contributes to the downfall of the human side of life.

My heart is heavy, my soul and my identity as part of the human race feel scuffed, dirty. I mourn for those in need.......................

I hope you're not going to give up on the world. Perhaps the world can go one of two ways; we can continue to live apathetic and closed little lives and watch the world crumble and die, or we can create change. I don't know which is worse; caring for the world and yet not having the strength or courage to improve it, or watching those in pain and shrugging your shoulders. We can decry the world's values, and criticize its present state and still do nothing, or we can try to improve it - somehow, anyhow.

[atiguhya padma]

I'm not sure that the idea of improvement is that useful. The idea of progress hasn't always been beneficial. After all, the Nazi war machine and the Soviet republic were both based on the idea of human improvement and progress. I guess it all depends on whose ideas we are following. But I agree this world isn't easy to live with.

[Scheherazade]

Your posts reminded me of this:


"The world is too much with us"

THE World is too much with us; late and soon,
Getting and spending, we lay waste our powers:
Little we see in Nature that is ours;
We have given our hearts away, a sordid boon!
This Sea that bares her bosom to the moon,
The winds that will be howling at all hours
And are up-gather'd now like sleeping flowers,
For this, for everything, we are out of tune;
It moves us not.—Great God! I'd rather be
A pagan suckled in a creed outworn,—
So might I, standing on this pleasant lea,
Have glimpses that would make me less forlorn;
Have sight of Proteus rising from the sea;
Or hear old Triton blow his wreathèd horn

W. Wordsworth

[atiguhya padma]

Christmas is a time that seems to create many divisions and act as a mirror to ourselves: we shop and consume and strive and hurry around as if all that existed was our world, our values, our societies.

Maybe we should think of fitting in with nature. A kind of sustainability, even though I don't really like using that term. Progress seems to occur as a kind of displacement, a win-lose situation for either other places, other nations, other peoples, or other species. I would have thought that the end of the year (and this is really what Christmas is about, not the birth of Christ), would have been a celebration of nature in pre-Christian days. Maybe we should get back to fitting in rather than sticking out.

Today, it struck me that hedonism and the kind of Christianity I loathe most (evangelical) probably have a great deal in common. What happened to humility? What happened to give all your possessions away and follow me?

[subterranean]

Christmas is a time that seems to create many divisions and act as a mirror to ourselves: we shop and consume and strive and hurry around as if all that existed was our world, our values, our societies.


Well same thing happen when Eid Mubarok month arrive..
I suppose this thing is unstoppable. Like in the movie Fight Club or American Beauty, people bought stuffs, furniture, clothes, consume foods, etc, that would or could define themselves as "persons".