Whaaat? A Normal Blog?

So remember that time in November when I was like "My goal this month is to...post more blogs"?
Ha-ha....HA? Sorry about that, NaNoWriMo was pretty time consuming and I didn't even reach my goal of 20,000. I know what you're thinking "Umm Faith? You know the goal was 50,000 right?". YES I did know, but I'm not a writer, by any means, so even 10,000 words was hard for me.

This blog post is going to be a little unusual from my other ones (then again, that would be stating that my previous blog posts were normal). This weekend is Project4Awesome.

The organization I'm going to be referring to is WeTopia. It's a game on Facebook where you build houses and stores and collect "Joy". It sounds strange but you can actually send this Joy to real countries around the world and help them out. I heard about it from the Ellen show and have played it ever since. It's a great idea and it doesn't take much time to do some good for the world. So go play this game on Facebook, right naow! DFTBA and Until Next Time, Cheemo!

Lyrics for Status

You know those people that put lyrics as their status on Facebook? I always thought that those people were really dumb. I was like "Hey, if you have feelings (which you don't) you should probably just say them without using lyrics as a cover-up". Call me a hypocrite because I actually did it. *FACEPALM*

I have recently befriended someone who puts lyrics on her pictures and statuses. Needless to say, I enjoy Googling the lyrics and finding songs that this person likes. I have enjoyed all of her songs so far and I'm actually looking to find other friends that post lyrics. I LOVE finding new songs and, without thinking, I have put lyrics as descriptions to my photos. Judge me all you want, but it's fun. Who knew my thoughts could change to one extreme to the other? Anyways, if you put lyrics as your status....I have joined your Dark Side. Where are the cupcakes? Until Next Time, Cheemo!

Bipolar Canadian Weather

Have you ever considered how bipolar the weather in Canada is? I mean, you come back to school in September and you're wearing short-shorts and a t-shirt. October rolls around and it's getting colder so you wear a jacket now then (when you trick-or-treat you might have to wear two sweaters). Right after Halloween, however, on November 1st, you walk out your front door and your eyes are instantly frozen open because the air is so cold!

As far as I remember, we didn't even really have that hot of a summer, so coming to the realization that I'll have to deal with 8 months of cold weather before I get to wear shorts again is quite upsetting. Why can't there be a slight change of weather as every day passes so that it gradually goes from being warm to cold? Why the sudden change? We also get that one day where it's super freezing and the next, pretty warm. I mean, what's going on? I wore this big jacket because I based my assumptions on yesterday's weather. But now it's 20 degrees out and I didn't even get a memo telling me so.

My point of this blog is just to say: HAPPY NOVEMBER ERRBODY!
My goal this month is not only to participate in NaNoWriMo but to also post more blogs. If you are a lady please note that Movember is a time for the lads to grow their moustaches. You may not want to participate in this event unless you are truly capable and are alright with the stares you may receive. Until Next Time. Cheemo!

Impatient Pens

Like everyone else, I use ball-point pens...a LOT. But you know what's funny? Watching OTHER people use them.

Have you ever had a pen that just, all of a sudden, stopped working? Is that not the most annoying thing EVER? Well I've noticed that ballpoint pens can bring the worst out of someone. Think of the most perfect person you know. They're good-looking, smart, good at running and have the most beautiful smile in the world. Now ask for their autograph and give them a faulty pen. They'll probably be like "Oh my gosh, of course!...*scribble, scribble, scribble*..it looks like....the pen...isn't working. Come ooooon...woork.....OH MY GOSH. WHY ISN'T IT WORKING?? STUPID PEN! *UGH*...COME ON! OF COURSE IT'S THE FIRST TIME SOMEONE ASKS ME FOR MY AUTOGRAPH! WHY? FML".

Okay fine, maybe I exaggerated a little but it's just so funny to have a universal frustration towards ball-point pens. It just seems like the most patient person becomes instantly impatient towards stubborn pens.
Ever noticed that? I know I have! Anywho, have fun living life and eat lots of jellybeans.
Until Next Time, Cheemo!

Heart-Melting Metaphors

Remember when N'Sync and the Backstreet Boys were really, really awesome? Yeah, take yourself WAY back to that time where boy bands were cool.
So the other day I was reminiscing on old songs that I used to listen to, and one of them was the song "Sugar we're going down Swinging" by Fall Out Boy. Now many of you probably know this song and if you do, you'll know that there's a line in there that goes (8) I'm just a notch in your bedpost but you're just a line in a song (8).
Listening to it now, I realize that....well, I still knew all the lyrics to it....but mostly that this line epitomizes the feelings of teenagers to the opposite gender. I mean seriously, all girls have at one point had a crush on a guy that didn't like her back. Now, we probably wouldn't compare our feelings as being notches in bedposts but can you argue that it's not cute? If you are a boy and you're reading this, I hope that one day you find a girl and say this line to her. Better yet! SING IT TO HER! She'll probably melt from your cuteness and never forget it....then thank Fall Out Boy for your current girlfriend and me for forcing you to do it. Have a happy day and do yourself a favour and listen to them old tunes.
Until Next Time, Cheemo!

Coasters are for drinks

I've always been fascinated by roller coasters. Mainly because I wouldn't ride one if I was offered a million dollars. Okay, maybe I would but whatever.

So, even though roller coasters are the epitome of theme parks, and anybody going with me thinks I'm a party pooper, I enjoy the rides that spin (much to everyone's horror).
Because I don't enjoy them, I have a lot to think about while waiting for my friends to get off. I was thinking the other day, the name "Roller Coaster" doesn't make any sense at all. Sure, the thing rolls. I get that. But how did the little square things you put under your teacup get into all this? As far as I know, coasters are for drinks. Not for strange contraptions that torture people in an adrenaline-pumping manner.

For all we know the guy that invented rollers coasters had ADD and was sitting on his porch swing, drinking tea and said "I'm going to name my invention Roller....A COASTER!......heeey that has a swell ring to it. I'll call them Roller Coasters". Thus, the name was born. Does anybody else think about things like this?
Until Next Time, Cheemo!

Reluctant Summaries

You know when someone tells you that they're reading a really great book? And they expect you to say something in return, when in reality, you don't care? In my experience, you can do one of two things: a) say "O RLY? That's cool" and turn around (which apparently gives them a cue to launch into the longest summary you've ever heard) or you can b) ignore them.
Either way, there are consequences because well, if you ignore them, they'll probably annoy you, until you're interested, or launch into the summary without waiting for your answer. In cases like this, I wish people would keep their summaries to themselves. I mean, if the book was so good I would have read it by now. You can recommend me books but I can't promise that I'll read them. What can I say? I don't read and tell.
Until next time, Cheemo!

No Comebacks

You know when you ask someone "Oh HAI, can I sit here?" and they say "No", just to joke around? Have you noticed that there isn't a good comeback for that?

I noticed that the other day and it really bothered me! I was trying to think of things you could say but nothing could make up for the fact that I got rejected from a seat for three seconds. Because right after they see your paused and awkward reaction to their "no", they say "Just kidding, yeah you can". It's so awkward because you're already standing right next to the chair, your hand resting on it with the full intention of sitting down.

Maybe the best comeback would be to not even ask at all! But what if you sit down and they say "WOAH, I did not say you could sit there"? What would be your comeback for that? How about: YOUR MOM!....or: IN THE PANTS.
I'm not sure if those work with the situation.....maybe I'll try it.
Until next time, Cheemo!

Strange Childhood Activities

You know when you were a kid and you played games and sang songs? At the time, you probably didn't know how morbid and strange they REALLY were, until you grew up and understood the actual meanings of them. It's a little weird isn't it? That it seems so normal to us as kids but it just doesn't have the same effect when you're older. Like "Ring around the Rosy"? Yeah, I'm sure you know by now that, that song refers to the plague that hit Medieval Europe. Not the best thing to sing about while laughing, but we all did it!

And since when was hanging a man because you couldn't get the right letters for "CAT" a fun thing? As far as I know, the guy's probably like "OMG, FML.....WHYYYY????". But seriously....why? Why are things, that are such a part of our childhood, things that don't mean the same when we're older? For example, the Santa/Tooth Fairy/Easter Bunny talk. (If you're under the age of 6 please don't read this next part) We've all had that talk because we all found out some way or another that these things DO NOT EXIST (if you are under the age of 6 and you read that.......JK). But aren't you glad they don't? Because I don't think I'd like a fat man, clad in red, to come into my house, by some imaginable feat, and bring me presents. Had he been stalking me? How did he know what I wanted? And what kind of a fairy would take your teeth and leave you money? What's she going to use that for? And don't even get me started on the Easter Bunny!

I'm just saying, if we're going to sing songs and play games, they should not promote such horrid things! But you know, we can't always play UNO and sing "You are my sunshine". And we're still going to teach our kids the same songs and games that we were taught, and I'm okay with that.
Until Next Time, Cheemo!

Cheez-Nots

Ever had a Cheez-It? Of course you haven't! You've probably had 60 Cheez-Its within one sitting, or is that just me?

One thing that's super weird to me is when someone brings up the argument that Cheez-Its are better than Goldfish crackers. EXCUSE ME? Does a Cheez-It smile back at you? I don't think so. Why would you choose a cheese-flavoured cracker, that's square, if you could have a cheese-flavoured cracker that's shaped like a goldfish? Yes, yes. You might bring up the argument that Cheez-Its have more flavour and just taste more like cheese but it's not real cheese anyway so shut your mouth. Just kidding, you can like your Cheez-Its......just don't like it around me.

So yeah, contrary to many beliefs I'm actually not trying to advertise Cheez-Its or Goldfish and I totally don't think you should go out and buy some. I just think debates over cheese snacks are great and I hope you do too. Until Next Time, Cheemo!

To Belt or Not to Belt

In everyday normal life at school I see at least 100 girls doing the "pants dance".
You know the one: that girl over there stands up and pulls up her pants lifting her legs in a stepping motion. But it's not the fact that people do this that interests me, it's the fact that despite wearing a belt they still have to do it.

Isn't the point of a belt so that you DON'T have to do that? And it's funny because almost all of the girls, that I see doing this, wear belts. So basically....if you don't wear a belt it's going to have the same effect resulting in the "pants dance". I just don't understand because I wear belts and I don't have to pull my pants up.....which is what they're meant for. But I suppose if that's what floats your boat then proceed. You get where I'm coming from, right?
Until next time, Cheemo!

Quick Bathroom Escapades

The other day I was in French class and really needed to go to the bathroom. I asked the teacher after about 10 minutes of trying to hold it in. I asked if I could go and she responded "Oui, mais aller tres vite parce qu'on va faire un test bientot". (If you don't speak french she basically told me to go quickly because we were going to have a test soon). Naturally I responded "Oui".

As I was walking in the hallway I came to thinking: why do teachers always tell you to go quickly? And even if they do, and I always say that I will go quickly, I don't have the time to cater to their every wish. I don't go to the bathroom quickly. If anything, I take the long route to the bathroom, wander around the hallway a little, then take the long route back. I don't care if we're doing a test, nature is calling and it's a sensitive subject to be questioning why it took you so long. I just found it really funny that in a spur of the moment answer we always say 'yes' when they tell us to go quickly. If you are one of those people that actually go quickly because your teacher tells you to.....you should consider stopping. Just kidding, but seriously.

Until next time, Cheemo!

Pet Peeves #1

Pet peeves. Everyone has them and yet, unless you think about it, you don't really know what yours are. I've asked many people what their pet peeves are and most give me an "I don't really know, I haven't really thought about it". I hope when you read this you'll reflect on your pet peeves.

Some of my many pet peeves are:
1. When people chew really loudly
2. When people clap on the wrong beat
3. When I say the time is "3:30pm" and another person says "NOOO....it's 3:32".
4. When you write your name in Microsoft Word and it gets underlined in red.
5. When I ask people what time it is and they say "Time to get a watch"

Seriously? I have a watch.....it just broke. Anyways, pet peeves are kinda weird, huh?

Well until next time, Cheemo!

Love Day

Valentines Day. Such a great time of the year!!
Sadly, a lot (and I mean A LOT) of people hate this day. Well, I have something to say about that.

Valentines Day is, a sort of Love Day, where you appreciate and tell people that you love them. Why is it, then, that everyone has been sucked into the mainstream thinking that Valentines Day is a day for only couples and those in love. Why can't it just be a day where we tell our family and  friends (and significant other, if you have one) that we love them.
Of course, I'm not saying that February 14th is the only time to do this. Sure, you should say that on any other day, but it's just a day commemorating that we have to remember to love. And hopefully people can think of it differently now. It's not Singles Awareness Day, it's Love Others Via Effort day! Love you guys, and I hope you had a great Love Day! Until next time, Cheemo!

Anything but Summer

If you live in Canada, you would know that seasons are in abundance. We have all four seasons and winter is seemingly dominant over the year. Some people really enjoy this and take pleasure in seeing snow on the ground etc. I, on the other hand, HATE winter. Yes, perhaps that's a very strong word but I really, really, really, really, REALLY dislike it. I don't like being cold and having to wear layer upon layer of clothing. And even if I do wear 6 layers of jackets.....I'M STILL COLD!
Sorry about the excessive capital letters, I haven't used the Caps Lock button in well......ever.
But yeah, I just really don't like winter and if you are anything below 12 degrees I don't like you. Summer come fast please!!! And until next time. Cheemo!

Nostalgic Feelings

Have you ever experienced nostalgia? I'm sure you have. You know, like when you eat, drink or experience something that brings you back to those days when you were a kid? I had that feeling the other day.

While my mom and I were at Shoppers Drug Mart, we decided to get a bunch of things since getting ten dollars worth of stuff gets you a free ten dollars. We loaded up on Pringles, chocolate covered raisins & almonds and things like this. One thing that I've wanted to have for a really long time were Arrowroot cookies. I just couldn't remember how they tasted because it had been such a long time since I'd had them. So while choosing things to buy I found these epic cookies and asked my mom if I could get them, she said "yes"!!

I get back home and I eat about 20 of them because they are exactly how I remember it. The last time I consumed one was probably about eleven years ago so it brought me back to those times in preschool when you'd have a "snack time" and then play for 3 hours. It was a very real sense of nostalgia and I quite enjoyed it. Hope you thought nostalgic feelings and until next time. Cheemo!

Clocks

Have you ever counted how many clocks you have in your house?
Out of curiosity, I did. After doing so, I counted 16 clocks in my entire house! In every room there was at least one. My house has six bedrooms, three bathrooms, two living rooms and one kitchen. I discovered that the kitchen had the most clocks: there were five clocks. It got me thinking, why do we need so many clocks? As I was pondering this I soon came to an answer.

It seems as if nowadays time is everything. If you can't hang out it's because you have "no time", and if you're not doing anything you have "too much time" on your hands. What does time really have to do with anything? People in Africa don't have clocks and yet they survive fine (I mean, excluding the disease and such) and seem to be enjoying themselves to the fullest. In North America most things seem rushed. For example, if you're late to work or school etc. that means that you're not "on time". And when we are not "on time" we all panic because it's just how we were taught. Everyone has the same amount of time in a day (24 hours) and yet most people can accomplish more in that time than others. Why is this so? Why can't we just survive without time and rushing? Is a time-less society too Utopian? Ponder these, until next time. Cheemo!

Music is my LIFE

Many times I hear the phrase "music is my life" when describing one's lifestyle. Although this phrase has become a very common cliche, can you really argue that music is NOT part of your life? I mean, everyday you at least hear one song, if not a million! Depending on if you play an instrument or just love listening to it, it's always going to be a part of your life, no matter how hard you try to ignore it (not that you would).

Since we're on the topic of music, I'm going to bring up music genres and rant a little.
I've often wondered where all these genres suddenly popped out from. There are so many! I listen to all types of music. Of course, some genres give me different feelings than others. For example, I feel that Opera music stresses me out and Easy listening/Techno actually relaxes me. I refuse to conform to a certain stereotype because I listen to a certain genre of music. If that is so, then I'm probably at least 6 different stereotypes in 1. Also, how did "Emo Music" become it's own genre? Isn't all music emotional? And why is it, if you listen to Metal you are automatically put into the social group of "Punk": a stereotype constructed by the mainstream? It's so strange how music can not only be a part of someone's life, because they are involved with it, but also because of the labels people are given by their musical tastes. Why can't music just be fun and accepted, as a controversial subject, as opposed to an ever-present argument. Music IS fun so let's keep it that way. *Takes deep breath in* I feel better. BTW.....music is my life. =)
Until next time. Cheemo!

Memoirs of my Youth

It's funny, the other day I was minding my own business, brushing my hair, when all of a sudden this memory just popped into my head. Nothing that I was doing SHOULD have compelled my brain to bring forth this memory, but since it did I figured I would share it with you.

So this one time (because every good story starts like that), I was about four years old and my mom took me with her to the dentist. I remember walking in and seeing all these elderly people either sleeping or just staring off into space, clearly bored. While my mom was inside getting her check-up done, I took one of those little chairs from the Playing Center and set it right in front of all the waiting seniors. I then took all the picture books from the Reading Corner, sat on the chair and began to read aloud. I really don't know what made me do that, but I just did it without wondering what kind of consequences there may or may not be. I remember looking up and seeing all the elders' faces looking at me, like they were listening. When my mom came back out, one of the elderly women told my mom how good at reading I was, even though I probably wasn't. I actually didn't even put the chair and books back, I just took my mom's hand and walked out, feeling proud.

Isn't that weird? How such memories can just come at you at random moments? I remember that time now like it was yesterday, although before it hit me I had never even thought of it. Those were the good times weren't they? Well, I started wondering where those people might be right now. But I figured, I don't really want to know. I just want to remember those kind, wrinkly faces whose one simple act of listening gave me a great feeling inside. Until next time, Cheemo!

Full Focused Reading

Today in my English class we were reading the book entitled "Who has seen the wind". My teacher told us, out of the blue, that a good reader is a focussed reader who blocks out every distraction while they read. She told us that ANY distraction (such as someone opening the door or someone walking past you) should NOT under ANY circumstances distract you. I found this really funny because what if we were reading and she told us to stop reading and listen to her. Would her interruption not count as a distraction? Did she not just tell us to ignore all distractions? I got that funny scenario in my head and thought I'd share it with the internet. Do with that what you will. Until next time, Cheemo!

Goals

Hey everyone, so as this year has already started I'm finding that I have so many things to do in my life! Of course, we all do but I'm just saying that if I'm going to do something this year, it better be soon. These blogs are going to be very random, just a collection of all my thoughts and stupid things that may or may not interest you. I hope you will have as much fun reading them as I will have writing them. Cheemo!