Random Rantings of a Sarcastic Poet » guild

cravingoxygen — Mon, 14 Apr 2008 20:18:00 +0000

Hi allSorry I skipped yesterday, but it was hectic. And I only have a few minutes tonight – I am dead tired.

So yesterday was the big guild meeting. It was hilarious. My one friend is a drunk and always has beer on him. He was giving beer away and waving it around all the time. He wouldn’t stand still either, lol. The other guy kept asking our ‘great, respected leader’ stupid questions and then telling her to hurry up. And the whole place was decorated with crystals and diamonds. To top it all, I was promoted to the next rank in front of the whole (active) guild.
Afterwards, we all went to the tavern and had a party. Half the people were dancing on the tables and the other half were getting free drinks from my drunk friend.

Yesterday, I also went to church and saw two of my good friends again. For safety’s sake, I’ll call them V and C. C used to be a drug lord and V used to be on drugs like hectic, but now they’re both clean. It was cool to see them again, I missed them.

So, today was the first day of school. School was okay, I guess. We actually worked (stifle the shock please). I got the results for a scientific report I did and I didn’t do as well as I’d hoped. But never mind that. Afrikaans was boring, in English we had to sit outside since the lights kept tripping. In Life Orientation we got our term marks and chatted. I can’t believe that I managed to do well, since I hate that subject, lol. Science we started with the physics part for the year and (thankfully) finished graphs. I hate graphs almost as much as LO. I still have the huge IT project, but apparently, it’s not that huge after all. The guy I like (who takes IT with me) phoned the teacher to ask what we were actually supposed to do.I practiced piano for a good hour or so and then gave up. The teacher will just have to be happy with what I did. I also Role-played for a good few hours. My char finally got herself a boyfriend. The guy is really nice and is a lot better at rping than most people I’ve seen. Which is good, since I love rping.
I also met his boss, who is also really nice. She is really good. And strong. Unlike certain people…

Oh well, my eyes are closing as I write this, so I’m going to finish now. Maybe I’ll have the energy to be sarcastic again tomorrw, lol. Too tired now…

Your Too-Tired-to-be-Sarcastic Poet

cravingoxygen — Sat, 12 Apr 2008 21:44:00 +0000

Hey again.And yes, it is really quarter to twelve. And it is two days before school starts. So much for my whole let’s-get-my-sleeping-pattern-right idea.

Today was cool enough. I totally gave up on doing homework for today and instead went shopping. Actually, I was kinda forced into the shopping thing. We went looking for needlework for my mom to turn into a cushion. We didn’t find any, but I did find two books. Of which the one is brilliant. I finished it today. I’m saving the other one for a rainy day. And now I am once more broke for the next two months and all that money I worked for is gone. Something tells me that I’m going to be spending a whole lot of time with cables and side cutters for the next couple of weeks to keep myself from financial ruin. Wait, I’m already in a permanent state of financial ruin. Thanks to my expensive hobbies,
books and computers. Which my parents are willing to support, but not finance.

So the one book is called Wormwood and I haven’t read it. The second is the second book in The Mark of the Lion series. It’s the one in which the girl finally gets her happily ever after. In a way, I dislike happliy ever afters. They have a way of ending your favourite character’s adventures really abruptly and finally. That just irritates me sometimes. In my opinion, the author should never end a story in such a way that there is no way for the hero/heroine to have more adventures. Also, there should preferably still be some mystery as to the person who the hero/heroine falls in love with. If they get married at the end of the book, that just totally tends to cut their sense of adventure. Engaged is still okay, but definitely not married, if it can be helped.
Another thing: you shouldn’t have a series in which the main character is single for the first two or three books and then he/she suddenly falls in love with a totally new character in the fourth book or something. If the author really wants something like that to happen, then it should be a well-known, already-existent character. Maybe the new character can still be brought in in the second book, possibly in the third, but definitely no later than that. Maybe that’s just me. Not that the book I read needed this criticism. This was just a general observation.

Yesterday my mom bought a humungus (is that even a word?) bag of chillis. As in really hot chillis. As in, an 8 on the official scale of chillis from 1 – 10. Thank goodness there wasn’t a bag of tens. [FYI The hottest chillis in the world are called habaneros. They look really harmless, but appearances never meant very much... they rank a 10]
Now, my dad loves chillis. His cure-all is chillis. If you have a cold, you should eat chillis. If you have a headache, you should chillis. If you’re feeling depressed, you should eat chillis… and so on. You get the idea. Now, back to the back of chillis: So since we have an enormous bag of chillis, my mom decided that we should turn it into some kind of chilli jam (??Don’t ask me??). So for a good part of the afternoon, I was chopping up chillis. Now wait for it: My hands are burning from the chilli-chopping. Don’t laugh, it’s really painful. Typing hurts. No-one believes me though, lol. Not surprised. Maybe it’s some kind of psychosomatic (I hope the spelling is right) disorder. Who knows The big guild meeting was postponed to tomorrow. But that’s okay, cause I finally made peace with planeshift. It wasn’t the quests tripping each other up, it was my own mistake. Yes, I am in a good enough mood to admit it. I just needed to ask the one guy something before giving him the item and I had to tell the other guy that someone or other sent me. Go ahead and laugh.

I was supposed to practice piano today and I did, all except for one piece. It’s really intimidating. It’s full of demi-semiquavers and semiquavers and triplets and tied notes and dotted notes. If you have no idea what that means, I have very good advice for you. Ignorance is bliss. Don’t ever be stupid enough to get yourself into this kind of situation. Why couldn’t I just go for the nice easy piece next to the hard one? Me and my stupid stubborness.

Oh well, goodnight. It’s already ten past twelve and there’s church tomorrow. And my freaking messed up sleeping routine. lol.

Your local (or not so local) Sarcastic Poet

cravingoxygen — Thu, 10 Apr 2008 21:19:00 +0000

Hey allI don’t know why I even bother writing as though there is someone reading this, since my
really nice hit counter still has lot’s of big fat zeros in it. Oh well.

Today I started by convincing myself to do some of my Biology. That’s how desperate I was. I did the easiest part. I didn’t feel like reading or piano or planeshift. I’ve been off planeshift for the past couple
of days. You see, you’re only supposed to do, like 3 quests at a time. Maximum. But, since many are still glitchy, I have, like nine or ten open. The problem is, that they trip each other up. And I’ve travelled for like an hour to get to this place to finish a quest, but the freaking thing trips up!!! I’ll make peace with it on Saturday and try a few other ways. I’ll have to since our guild’s big meeting is then. 12:00 GMT, 15:00 my time.

So there. Now that’s off my chest.

Having nothing better to do, I made some more cables and I have now earned R109. Which might actually buy a decent book. After making those, Leon threw me out. Apparently he wanted to make an ‘important call.’ Yeah right. Anyway, he was bored for the rest of the day and chilled with me in my room.
He had so much work last night that he was supposed to take some home to finish, but instead of working, he went to a raid on World of Warcraft. They were, like, 3 people and they totally wasted the Horde! Like 400 – 480 kills! By three people! So then he had to work till like 3 in the morning. lol. Serves him right.
He says he’ll ask his friend, the really smart single one, to copy World of Warcraft for me so that I can play too. That would be really cool. I’ve browsed it, and I’ve decided that if I were to play, I’d be a Blood Elf Mage. That would be really cool.

I’ve been listening to this brilliant song, Love is Wicked. The poetry in there is amazing. It uses gorgeous imagery. I quote:

Running around I just can’t get through my day
Thoughts of you just keep consuming me
I thought I could do it but now I see
That you’re not mine and I was wrong to think you’d change

And then some more:

Tears on my pillow ’cause your love is wicked
Cry me a river ’cause your love is wicked
Friends come around say your love is wicked
But the kisses what you get, don’t you know it’s wickedWhat must I go do to get over you
Anybody have a remedy or a cure?
Someone call a doctor or emergency crew
‘Cause me carry feeling for you, for you

That’s just some of it. It’s gorgeous though. That line ‘Cry me a river ’cause your love is wicked’ just captures what she must feel like so perfectly. I’m not going to analyze it any further though, I do enough of that in English. Which I’m going back to on Monday.*sigh*

I don’t feel like half a broken easter egg with my hole of an inside showing any more. Now it’s more like a boredom that’s not there because you don’t have anything to do, it’s there because you have so much that you should do and tons that you can do, but you don’t feel like doing any of it. I wonder what that can be compared to.
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Oh who cares. You catch my drift anyway.

I wonder what I’m gonna do with my money. I could buy a book. I could save up for a new motherboard. I could buy a big bag of biltong with it. I could buy a stack of books at a second-hand bookshop. I could pay off may library fine. I could save it. Naaah. Never mind that last one. I think I’ll take the second-hand bookshop option. Unless some more suddenly materializes. Which I sort of doubt. Wait! I could always buy the HitchHiker’s Guide to the Galaxy.

Why is it that the first star that you see isn’t the brightest? I mean, if it wasn’t the brightest, why is it the first that you see? Oh well. Maybe I’ll right some more on this subject later.

I know what I want to do. I’ll read some good science fiction while I listen to some depressing love songs.

You know what really sucks? Having a guy that you totally love, but he doesn’t know it. Also, there are tons of reasons that it won’t work. I am totally head over heels for this one guy in my class. He is brilliant at Mathematics. And science when he wants to be. He’s really nice too. There are tons of problems though.
First of all, he’s black and I’m white. I don’t discriminate, but there is no way that my parents will even consider letting me go out with him. And I really don’t want to do it behind their back.
Secondly, my friends are really strict about the fact that you shouldn’t go out with your friend’s ex.
Thirdly, he’s a really great guy and I don’t want to risk it that this doesn’t work out and that our friendship is messed up.
Fourthly he regards me as his sister. You can see that in the way that he hugs me (no I’m not a stalker). He hugs his girlfriend in a certain way, his friends that are girls in a certain way and his friends that are girls but are so close that they’re practically his sisters in a different way. I’m in the last category.
Fifth(ly?): we once had this conversation regarding whether or not you would date your friends. Guess what he said. So there is no way, since he totally considers me his freaking sister from another mother.
Sixth, he has a girlfriend. And what’s worse, is that he comes to me for advice when things between aren’t what they should be. And in the meantime, I’m freaking in love with him. At least I do a good job of hiding it, I guess.

On the other hand, we have like almost all of our classes together. We even take IT as an extra subject after school together. We are freaking inseperable in Maths class. I sit on the one side of the class and he sits on the other side. Whenever we have work to do, though, we are constantly at each other’s desks. The teacher actually asked us why we don’t just sit together and stop bothering the rest by walking around. lol. Whenever we’re revising, she makes us sit at the back together so that we don’t start gesturing at each other across the class when we get inspiration. lol.
Also, he really does care about me. Listen to this, it’s so sweet. Don’t tell my parents, though, they’d freak.

All my friends consider me really sweet and innocent. I don’t drink, but not for the reasons they think. It’s not that I don’t like it, or that I’m too scared and/or innocent, or that I’m not allowed to or anything. It’s just that I have to make a stand for my prinsciples in some way and by not getting drunk when the rest of them are, I do that. I’m the one who you can always trust at a party, because I don’t drink. It’s just a lot easier not to get yourself drunk if you don’t drink at all, rather than to try to only drink responsibly. Not that I mind alcohol, but if I start drinking now, they’d regard it as me giving up my prinsciples. So, I don’t drink.
They don’t know all this though.
They’re just really nice about it and since I am probably the most innocent of all of them and they’re really nice, they’re forever trying their best not to get me into trouble by trying not to be late for class and helping me find my lost homework and not pressurizing me into drinking and buying cooldrink just for me when they’re having alcohol. Now the guy I like is so sweet that he even tries not to swear in front of me or play explicit songs or anything.
So now you have the background, here’s the story:

So we were, like six girls and four guys. Only three of the girls stayed for the sleepover, though. Of these the one girl, Hazel, was totally gone. She was sitting down on the floor and sulking under the tables and stuff. The guys weren’t drunk yet, they were saving themselves for the bottle of vodka that they had, but didn’t want to share with the rest of the people. Anyway, the one guy, Mimbi, mixed about quarter a glass of Red Square Blue with as much vodka and was trying to convince Hazel to down it.
My friend, Agnes and I let her taste it, but since her alcohol tolerance is really low, we took it away from her. She was really upset about it, though, as was Mbimbi. Whenever we put the glass down, one of them would take it, so I ended up carrying the stupid freaking glass around everywhere. So there I was holding this glass with fizzy, blue alcohol spiked with vodka while I was talking to one of my other friends.
Now the guy I like had been outside with his girlfriend and when he came in, he saw me holding this glass and laughing. He must have thought I was drunk. His face went like all hard and angry and asked what was in the glass and where I got it. I explained that it was Red Square Blue that Mbimbi spiked with vodka. If he wasn’t black, I swear he would’ve gone red. He was totally getting all angry and getting ready to beat the other guy, who’s like one of his best friends, up!
Maybe he was just mad that the other guy had taken out the vodka early, but on the other hand…
And he wasn’t drunk, in case you’re wondering. He actually drinks responsibly. He’s the only
one of the other guys who weren’t drunk later that night.
He’s really sweet. He’s probably the only person that I can actually have an intelligent conversation with in the whole class. No offense to anyone else. They’re all really great, but not into computers or maths.

So you tell me, do we stand a chance? Don’t answer that.

Okay. My soppy lovestruck moment is over. Thank goodness no-one is actually reading this.

Your local Sarcastic and apparently lovestruck Poet