Random Rantings of a Sarcastic Poet » bored

cravingoxygen — Wed, 16 Jul 2008 14:22:49 +0000

So here I am. Sorry I missed yesterday, but it was hectic. Strangely enough, even though I profess to hate going to music and that I want to quit it, I feel so much better after a music lesson than I do after an afternoon at home. Even if I am dog tired. Weird. Oh well.

Today was okay. Afrikaans was really boring. Biology was very boring too. We got our results and went through the tests. We were on the subject of red blood corpuscles and someone mentioned a vampire for some reason. Which made me wonder whether the blood of people with more erythrocytes would taste different to those with less. I asked the teacher and her opinion is that it probably will. Everyone looked at me strangely for quite some time afterwards. *shrug*

Maths was okay. Yesterday, I discovered that the teacher had made a mistake with the mark allocation which means that everyone got more for their exams. She marked the exam as though it was out of 100, when it was actually out of 84. Which reusulted in me being quite popular with the rest of the class (since those who failed previously now passed) and unpopular with her. Today she was dissing us quite badly, asking us a question and when we can’t answer her, then she’d say ‘Your marks are too high. Much too good’ in her cute Russian accent. Even though she was making idiots of us all, we still love her though : P She’s a sweetheart.

/me grins

English was way boring. So boring that my desk started looking very plain and empty, so it got a makeover. I can only draw two things: aliens and candles on fingers. So my english desk was the lucky winner of an alien drawing. The teacher will probably only notice the vandalism in a couple of days’ time. *shrug again*

Just got back from the library. Honestly, there is practically no good fiction in there. After browsing through there for like an hour, I finally discovered a set of three shelves with interesting books on them. Three shelves, for crying out loud! Out of the whole freaking library. *sigh* Oh well. I now have some pretty good books. An Eragon book. A couple of Robin Hobbs books. And some other sci-fi/mystery books.

Leon gets back tomorrow. The poor guy was booked off sick for the past week. Flu or something I think. I still wear the little ring thingy. And I got a silver one from my sister. So now I wear two. *grin* They saved me from a burnt hand the other day. We have a little fireplace/stove in the living room. I was playing around with it’s lid and accidently dropped it on my hand. Thankfully, the rings saved me from getting too burnt. lol. Who says jewelry is only for the vain : P

Kyle, the new dude in our class has been trying to figure me out all week. Unsuccessfully though. I think he’s trying to fit me into a mould or something. I don’t generally do very well with moulds though. lol. It’s absolutely hilarious the way I puzzle him.

I still havent been back on PS. I don’t know when I plan on going back. My mind isn’t any clearer. Maybe by next week. Maybe. It’s all just so confusing. *sigh* I think that one day I should get a job that doesn’t involve any people. People are what make your life complicated. If there weren’t any people then life would be so much easier. Don’t go and analyze that, I know that what I’m saying doesn’t make sense and isn’t practical. But still. Without other people, I wouldn’t have nearly so many problems. But whatever. I’ll just have to deal. The way I always do.

I have seriously been considering letting my marks die a miserable death. Who cares anyway. I’ll make sure I pass and keep my Maths and Science high enough to get somewhere, but, quite honestly, who cares.

My friends and I were standing around during break today and one of them mentioned that she didn’t like quiet people. She thinks that they are evil and are always just listening to everything and learning it or plotting something. Also that ’still waters run deep.’ Maybe she’s right. Nah, I don’t think I’m evil though. The rest might be true though. *evil grin* On a more serious note though, the whole little quote thing is very very true. My life could seem quite perfect. But it is soo not. If only they knew. But whatever.

Your Quiet Sarcastic Poet

cravingoxygen — Wed, 09 Jul 2008 14:23:00 +0000

So much for practicing piano.
/me sighs
I have that rare strain of boredom again…. so much I can and should do, but nothing that I feel like doing. I don’t want to go work. I don’t want to practice piano. I don’t want to eat, even though I’m pretty sure that I’m hungry… Don’t want to go poetry-blog-hunting. Don’t even want to go on PS.Strange how I was fine when I wasn’t blogging, but now that I’m writing again, I can’t seem to stop. Maybe it’s addictive. Like a drug. Or more like nicotine actually. Doesn’t give you a high, just makes you numb. Numb. All over. Maybe some hot chocolate will help.
/me reads that sentence again.
Oh help. Did I just say that hot chocolate might help against numbness? Then I definitely don’t have it together.
/me checks for a fever.
Nope, not that.
/me goes to make some hot chocolate anywayI have officially perfected the art of hot chocolate making. Almost as well as my two minute noodles. And since I have nothing better to do, I shall now post the instrutions here. And yes, in case you were wondering, this is pretty much the range of my cooking abilities. Apart from pancakes and toast.Hot chocolate:

First, one needs three specific types of hot chocolate powders: All Joy Hot Chocolate, Nestle Milo and Nestle Nesquik.

Get a mug, preferably not straight but ‘v shaped’ if you catch my drift. Like \_/ not |_|

Start boiling some water

Take a moment to grieve for the sanity of the person writing this while you wait for the water. Reread the sentence before the one telling you to boil the water if you don’t see a reason to mourn my sanity.

Put a really heaped teaspoon of the All Joy, a heaped teaspoon of the Milo and a regular teaspoon of Nesquik into the mug.

Fill the mug about three-quarters with boiled water (yes, boiled but not boiling. If it were still boiling you would end up with a cloud of steam in your face. You only want water that has recently been boiled).

Fill the rest of the mug up with milk

Stir

Add a regular teaspoon of sugar

Stir again

That’s it.

Now for the two minute noodles:

Put the kettle on so long

Get out the noodles, I prefer Maggi or Choice. Mostly because I can afford them and these instructions have been tested and developed (by me) specifically using these brands (I have been told that I eat too much two minute noodles. Rereading these instructions now, it seems as though those claims might not be so far-fetched after all).

Keep the noodles in the packet and take out a container. Preferably a huge mug or a triangular-shaped, micro-wave-friendly holder thingy of about 750ml.

Crush the noodles. Yes, into small pieces. Not into powder, but still into small pieces.

Empty the packet into your container and add the spices that come with it in the little shiny packets.

Add the now-boiled water to the noodles, taking care to ensure that there are no clumps of spices on the noodles. Add water until the container is about three quarters of the way full. No more, no less. Trust me.

Put the noodles in the microwave for exactly two minutes and fifteen seconds.

Leave the noodles in the microwave for about twenty minutes after the timer went off.

Grate some cheese into a plate and get out the salt and pepper while you wait.

Now you can take out the noodles and pour off the water until you have only a tiny bit of water left at the bottom. Too much water means that your cheese won’t melt properly. Too little means that your noodles will be dry.

Then you add lots of cheese, pepper and a tad of salt.

Wait for the cheese to melt.

Grieve for the writer’s lost sanity yet again

Enjoy your noodles

So there. Maybe I do eat too much two minute noodles, but what the hey. I make the best noodles around. Hm. Writing useless recipes actually helps get rid of boredom. Maybe I should patent crazy recipes as being a cure for that weird strain of boredom. I’d have to patent the weird strain of boredom first, though. If it’s even possible to patent an emotion.

Oh well. That’s it for now. Maybe I’ll post again later tonight. If I’m still in this unstable mood.
And yes, I know that this entire post was lame. Gimme a break. I’m still a vegetable at this stage.

You Local Unstable Sarcastic Poet