Attention whores, drama queens and the gift of life…

None of which are related.  I was reading Ashley\’s blog today and was astounded by how many people one of their friends was able to help because she signed her organ donor card.  72!  72 different lives were enhanced because she signed her organ donor card.  I know so many people who are totally against this for their own reasons but in all seriousness what on earth are you going to do with them?  You can\’t take them with you so why not?  I don\’t know how much of myself would be able to be salvaged after I go but you just never know, which is why I always sign mine.

As for attention whores and drama queens…  Someone I \”know\” as in they\’re more of an acquaintance as opposed to a close friend  posted not one but 2 different suicide notes as their facebook status.  Which reminds me all to well of the story the boy who cried wolf. Except she\’s more like the girl who cried suicide.  Part of me is thinking WTF is wrong with you!  Another part of me is saddened by her blatant misuse of social networking to get attention.  She quite obviously is in dire need of some form of help.  People who generally/typically commit suicide sadly don\’t announce it.  The decision is made and they finally find the peace that they need all the while pretending that everything is fabulous.  I know that all to well, Jason did a damn fine job of convincing me that he would never ever do such a thing to hurt me and well the only reminder I have of my dear friend aside from memories is a cherish tattoo.

I really wish people would realize the cause and effect that it has on people when they pull shit like that!  Ever her RL friends told her she was totally messed up and needed help, to which I agree.  Sadly one day she just very well might commit suicide and when she really needs the help, no one will be there to help her because we/they have heard it all before.  Reminds me of a song from soul asylum: Misery :\” Did you satisfy your greed, get what you need
Was it only envy, so empty
\”

In any case she\’s currently alive and well, I can only hope that those who live in the same province as her can help her get the help that she needs.  She\’s a good person who\’s obviously so very messed up inside.  Her brother committed suicide & I feel for her on so many different levels and of course I wouldn\’t want anything to happen to her either.  *sigh* *EDIT: She\’s now getting the help she needs, thank goodness!*

Anyway in other news…  I have no days off until NEXT Sunday, dear God!  I have however found that having my schedule the way it is has been a saving grace to my sanity in so many ways!  Having far more productive days around here has is benefits for sure!

The randomness that is my life…

So this is my first week with the schedule change and things are actually kind of OK for the most part.  Its a little different being there during the day working with and conversing with different people which is actually kind of nice.  Granted the totally inappropriate conversations are still very much never ending.  Like the great debate over just how much of a redhead I really am 😉  My hair color has changed somewhat exponentially over the years on its own due to age and the lack of sunshine that I expose it to.  However when I was a small child, my hair pretty much closely matched that of fire.  Nothing like looking as if you have a ball of flames attached to your scalp.  I offered to prove it to one of the owners at work but he declined lol.

Then we got to talking about the hockey game between Canada and the US that I quite frankly could care less about in any way shape or form because well its hockey so who cares.  OMFGWTFBBQ shocking I know…  But anyway I was talking to someone on the phone and they were screaming no no no in my ear and I couldn\’t help but lament on the fact that that was the first time I have ever had a guy scream no in my ear like that…

One can hope when I do decide to converse with said person again they aren\’t so damn crusty.  I can kind of figure out why seeing as how oddly enough there are certain aspects of said person that remind me all too much of myself.  I\’m OK with that, because then at the very least I know how to deal with that.  Nothing wrong with getting in touch with your inner Steph 😉  Then again they\’re also the greatest piece of inspiration behind my tattoo.  Don\’t quite know how to say, thanks to you I have my life back.  well I do, just don\’t know how to say it without sounding totally cheesy.

So were 7 days into the new year and so far nothing has sucked too bad…  Lots of work ahead but visa needs to get paid and the only way I can make that happen is to work my ass off some more.  I\’m not going home this summer, the cost is quite exponential overall which is slightly sad in a way seeing as how I only go to Ontario.  However when you factor in the time I need to take off of work, the cost of transportation, not to mention getting my tattoo fix whilst there and general entertainment expenses the end just doesn\’t justify the means for me when I have that much freaking debt. Well its not that bad, I know people who are FAR worse off in that department then I am but still I hate owing money.  I also hate only getting paid every 2 weeks, that\’s exceptionally irritating!

Soon I\’ll be back in school, that\’s kind of scary!  I\’m still holding off on my website because even though I finally feel as if I have my life back on track, I still haven\’t transferred everything over to this computer yet program wise and all my files are stashed on my other HDD  as well and that\’s just such a cumbersome task that I have little interest in embarking on for the moment.  It will get done, its just a matter of when really.  That and well I have too many other things that need to get out of the way first so it\’s just going to have to wait a little longer!

Things fall into my lap

like this and make me think…

Bring Me The Horizon
Suicide Season

We stare at broken clocks, the hands don\’t turn anymore
The days turn into nights, empty hearts and empty places
The day you lost him, I slowly lost you too
For when he died, he took a part of you

No time for farewells, no chances for goodbyes
No explanations, no fucking reasons why
I watched it eat you up, pieces fallen on the floor
We stare at broken clocks, the hands don\’t turn anymore

If only sorrow could build a staircase, or tears could show the way
I would climb my way to Heaven, and bring him back home again

Don\’t give up hope my friend, this is not the end

We stare at broken clocks, the hands don\’t turn anymore
The days turn into nights, empty hearts and empty places
The day you lost him, I slowly lost you too
For when he died, he took a part of you

Death is only a chapter
So let\’s rip out the pages of yesterday
Death is only a horizon
And I\’m ready for my sun…
I\’m ready for my sun to…
I\’m ready for my sun…
I\’m ready for my sun to set

This is suicide season!

If only sorrow could build a staircase, or tears could show the way
We would climb our way to Heaven, and bring him home again
If only sorrow could build a staircase, or tears could show the way
We would climb our way to Heaven, and bring him home again

If only sorrow could build a staircase, or tears could show the way
We would climb our way to Heaven, and bring him home again
We would do anything to bring him back to you
We would do anything to end what you\’re going through

If only sorrow could build a staircase, or tears could show the way
I would climb my way to Heaven, and bring him home again
I would do anything to bring him back to you
Because if you got him back, I would get back the friend that I once knew

That either someone is trying to tell me something, or the part in italics would be a killer tattoo!!!  Either way closure is a beautiful thing just like the tattoo I just got.  Speaking of tattoos, my chest still hurts but it looks amazing.  I just hope that the people responsible for my inspiration realize just how truly grateful I am for them. 😉 Because I am <3

Strange things happen when…

You buy a new computer .   First off you get to say things like this: \”The best thing about my new PC? I can download porn in a nanosecond!  That\’s brilliant!\” The looks on their faces? Priceless 😉  Really though, I never did realize just how freaking slow mine was until I bought my new toy (thanks mom <3) So now my usual everyday tasks don\’t take an eternity to happen which means suddenly I have more free time.  You would think that I would use that to do something constructive but no, I play with websites such as the oatmeal and take stupid quizzes just for fun.  I also discover hidden gems such as this: Why its better to pretend that you don\’t know anything about computers (this reminds me of a few people who think I\’m their own personal geek squad)  Here\’s the result(s) of some of them pointless quizzes just for fun because well I know you want to know this and that\’s OK, I\’m not here to judge you.

Don\’t know if this would ever happen but good to know that I would die pretty quickly regardless lol.

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More pointless although random fun comic style!:

10 words you need to stop misspelling

4 reasons to carry a shovel at all times…

17 things worth knowing about your cat

How everything goes to hell during a zombie apocalypse

The 6 types of crappy hugs

10 things you NEED to stop tweeting about (priceless!)

8 ways to prepare your pets for war

15(ish) things worth knowing about coffee

How to ride a pony

How a web design goes straight to hell.

7 reasons to keep your Tyrannosaur off of crack

6 reasons bacon is better then true love

The 5 phases of caffeine intake

5 good reasons to punch a dolphin in the mouth

Why i\’d rather be punched in the testicles then call customer service.

The 3 phases of owning a computer

The miserable truth about Santa

20 things worth knowing about beer

How different age groups celebrate Halloween

The motherfucking Pterodactyl

9 types of crappy handshakes

The 8 types of Awkward workouts

and more…

I blame James for this 😉