So we finally have rain. Taken with the phone.
Sunday, December 2, 2012
Monday, November 5, 2012
Inspiration - Imgur (PIX)
I own none of these; taken from Imgur. These were just my favorites; The link has a few more I didn't add in. All information/captions were information from the website.
Wednesday, October 31, 2012
Sunday, October 28, 2012
Thursday, October 25, 2012
Steve Jobs Commencement Speech
No copyright intended.
I love this. I love everything about this. Well worth the read.
I love this. I love everything about this. Well worth the read.
Monday, July 9, 2012
4th of July. (PIX)
Pictures of the fireworks I took during 4th of July (America's Independence Day).
Cue shit ton of firework photos!
Cue shit ton of firework photos!
Monday, June 25, 2012
Thursday, May 31, 2012
How NOT to Start Your Summer Vacation.
With that said, it's obviously summer vacation for me. Not officially, I still have one test to take, but otherwise I'm completely done.
So how do I start my first day off from classes? My car magically breaks.
Today was so shitty that I can't help but laugh about it now. I didn't sleep at all last night because my schedule this week was: sleep in; wake up at 6:30am; sleep in; wake up at 6:30am. My internal clock is so confused, and though I went to bed normally last night, I didn't sleep at all, literally. I'm not exaggerating this, no sleep was had for Angela. Then when it's unfortunately time to wake up, I feel like absolute shit. I have a headache, my eye socket hurts, my insides feel icky, I feel nauseous because of the headache, and I'm dehydrated. I cannot fix the dehydration because even WATER made me want to throw up.
Part One of Angela's-Shit-Fest-Day:
I only woke up early and went to school so I could study and hang out with the boyfriend, but since I felt like shit I couldn't concentrate and I wanted the sun to turn off. So I stayed in my car trying to relax my eyes while Mike went off to take his final. When I felt better, I sat up and decided to check my messages on my piece of crap Samsung Galaxy S2, and when I touched the icon for Draw Something ever so lovingly, fucker turns off on me. "Goodbye!" No, no goodbye, you turn yourself right back on!
This phone is a whole other post, one day, it is literally THEE shittiest phone ever, I warn you do not get this phone it is NOT WORTH IT. I'm so happy I got this thing for free (due to a special from being a T-Mobile member so long, and no it's not T-Mobile, I've never had problems until this phone!)
After it restarted itself, I was too angry to play with it again, so I told it, "fuck you!" and debated if I should start studying. I decided no, since it's been an hour and a half and Mike should be out soon. Two seconds later, I get a text that he was. Woohoo!
Part Two of Angela's-Shit-Fest-Day:
So now I feel much better and I'm happier and everyone's happy, and we get back in my car to go to hang out at the store and get some brunch. This, THIS MOMENT HERE is when it all started. Actually it was with my phone, but that was nothing new. We turn on my lovely 2008 Hyundai Elantra (21k miles on it) and it just vibrates like a full back massage. And not the nice ones, the ones where it feels like they're shoving rocks into your back. Of course I started freaking out because WTF IS WRONG WITH MY CAR?! Mike says, "it's probably just warming up..." but it wasn't. After driving it a few feet, it just kept vibrating angrily at us whenever we were idle. We decided to take it to the shop, conveniently down the street from school.
Part Three of Angela's-Shit-Fest-Day:
We arrive at the dealership and vibrate our way up to the service station, me nearly in tears because WTF IS WRONG WITH MY CAR?! And as soon as we get out of the damned thing, a service man in blue comes out and says, "we don't service Hyundai's." I'm like, bitch I bought this from you! THIS IS YOUR PROBLEM NOW! But no, no it's not. So the man in blue tells us, "we just sell them, we don't service them. We do Cadillac and GM." It makes sense since it's a Cadillac and GM dealership, but FUCK YOU. "There's a Hyundai dealership on Van Nuys (aka: across the country), I can call them up for you." Fine, you go do that you blueberry. He calls, and they're like, "yeah come on down!" and everything was set, and we go on our way with our massage-mobile, me freaking out the whole way there.
Part Four of Angela's-Shit-Fest-Day:
NOW, we arrive at the Hyundai dealer, pull up into their service port, and one of the service men come out and ask wtf we're doing there and the formalities. We tell them everything in Part three: car's being fucktarded and my dealer called your dealer and made a deal to see my fucktarded car. They then tell me, "we never got a call, do you have an appointment?" ....YES. WE DID. So after some more freaking out we call up my dealer, and we're like, "yo, you fucked shit up." and she's like "who did you speak with?" "I don't remember his name but it's the man in the service station in the blue shirt." "Hmm, hold on please." Cue shitty broken music player. "Hello, do you remember anything from his name?" Mike tells me his last name started with an L. "His last name started with an L." "We don't have anyone with the last name beginning with L."
So apparently, a nonexistent man looked at my car and told me it things are all messed up. Great, I'm crazy!
Part Five of Angela's-Shit-Fest-Day:
Long story short here, there was a lot of hassle and a lot of me crying and calling people idiots (not to their face, I'm too nice to do that :D). They even told us to drive all the way the hell back to where I just came from because they're "booked." Well, maybe if your cars didn't break after 21k miles, you wouldn't be "booked." Anyway, they're trying to find a shuttle to take us back a measly five miles, and after 30 minutes of waiting, along with Mike eating every cookie they have to offer, and another 30 for me to get my ass into class (which conveniently starts an hour earlier than usual), I tell them to forget it and I call my mom to pick us up, and I call my mom. But wait! Even the simple task of "call mom" was too hard for my shitfuckphone, and it turned its ass off again. Eventually she came over, and we shove ourselves into her two seater truck and drive back.
Finally, I end up at class, an hour late, but thankfully my teacher was out of the room so I'm not sure if he noticed I just arrived or not. Since today was technically our "final" day, which is why we had to meet an hour earlier than usual, we were supposed to get out at 2:30. SUPPOSED TO. But nooooooooooooo, since we decided to just review for the MET (math exit exam) he says, "you can go when you're done with the packet." So I tell mom, "nevermind, I don't know when I'll be out, just park in the shade." She apparently didn't receive this until I texted her when I was out of class, so I waited until she drove over.
I told grandma what happened, and I expected her to call up the armed guards and the President or whoever she could get to try and return the car, since that wouldn't be the first time. But instead we just laughed about it, and she said I did the right thing.
Okay, okay, I MIGHT not have told her that the whole car was vibrating, as well as the engine, and I MIGHT have just told her that the check engine light was on...but can you blame me?!
The end.
So how do I start my first day off from classes? My car magically breaks.
Today was so shitty that I can't help but laugh about it now. I didn't sleep at all last night because my schedule this week was: sleep in; wake up at 6:30am; sleep in; wake up at 6:30am. My internal clock is so confused, and though I went to bed normally last night, I didn't sleep at all, literally. I'm not exaggerating this, no sleep was had for Angela. Then when it's unfortunately time to wake up, I feel like absolute shit. I have a headache, my eye socket hurts, my insides feel icky, I feel nauseous because of the headache, and I'm dehydrated. I cannot fix the dehydration because even WATER made me want to throw up.
Part One of Angela's-Shit-Fest-Day:
I only woke up early and went to school so I could study and hang out with the boyfriend, but since I felt like shit I couldn't concentrate and I wanted the sun to turn off. So I stayed in my car trying to relax my eyes while Mike went off to take his final. When I felt better, I sat up and decided to check my messages on my piece of crap Samsung Galaxy S2, and when I touched the icon for Draw Something ever so lovingly, fucker turns off on me. "Goodbye!" No, no goodbye, you turn yourself right back on!
This phone is a whole other post, one day, it is literally THEE shittiest phone ever, I warn you do not get this phone it is NOT WORTH IT. I'm so happy I got this thing for free (due to a special from being a T-Mobile member so long, and no it's not T-Mobile, I've never had problems until this phone!)
After it restarted itself, I was too angry to play with it again, so I told it, "fuck you!" and debated if I should start studying. I decided no, since it's been an hour and a half and Mike should be out soon. Two seconds later, I get a text that he was. Woohoo!
Part Two of Angela's-Shit-Fest-Day:
So now I feel much better and I'm happier and everyone's happy, and we get back in my car to go to hang out at the store and get some brunch. This, THIS MOMENT HERE is when it all started. Actually it was with my phone, but that was nothing new. We turn on my lovely 2008 Hyundai Elantra (21k miles on it) and it just vibrates like a full back massage. And not the nice ones, the ones where it feels like they're shoving rocks into your back. Of course I started freaking out because WTF IS WRONG WITH MY CAR?! Mike says, "it's probably just warming up..." but it wasn't. After driving it a few feet, it just kept vibrating angrily at us whenever we were idle. We decided to take it to the shop, conveniently down the street from school.
Part Three of Angela's-Shit-Fest-Day:
We arrive at the dealership and vibrate our way up to the service station, me nearly in tears because WTF IS WRONG WITH MY CAR?! And as soon as we get out of the damned thing, a service man in blue comes out and says, "we don't service Hyundai's." I'm like, bitch I bought this from you! THIS IS YOUR PROBLEM NOW! But no, no it's not. So the man in blue tells us, "we just sell them, we don't service them. We do Cadillac and GM." It makes sense since it's a Cadillac and GM dealership, but FUCK YOU. "There's a Hyundai dealership on Van Nuys (aka: across the country), I can call them up for you." Fine, you go do that you blueberry. He calls, and they're like, "yeah come on down!" and everything was set, and we go on our way with our massage-mobile, me freaking out the whole way there.
Part Four of Angela's-Shit-Fest-Day:
NOW, we arrive at the Hyundai dealer, pull up into their service port, and one of the service men come out and ask wtf we're doing there and the formalities. We tell them everything in Part three: car's being fucktarded and my dealer called your dealer and made a deal to see my fucktarded car. They then tell me, "we never got a call, do you have an appointment?" ....YES. WE DID. So after some more freaking out we call up my dealer, and we're like, "yo, you fucked shit up." and she's like "who did you speak with?" "I don't remember his name but it's the man in the service station in the blue shirt." "Hmm, hold on please." Cue shitty broken music player. "Hello, do you remember anything from his name?" Mike tells me his last name started with an L. "His last name started with an L." "We don't have anyone with the last name beginning with L."
So apparently, a nonexistent man looked at my car and told me it things are all messed up. Great, I'm crazy!
Part Five of Angela's-Shit-Fest-Day:
Long story short here, there was a lot of hassle and a lot of me crying and calling people idiots (not to their face, I'm too nice to do that :D). They even told us to drive all the way the hell back to where I just came from because they're "booked." Well, maybe if your cars didn't break after 21k miles, you wouldn't be "booked." Anyway, they're trying to find a shuttle to take us back a measly five miles, and after 30 minutes of waiting, along with Mike eating every cookie they have to offer, and another 30 for me to get my ass into class (which conveniently starts an hour earlier than usual), I tell them to forget it and I call my mom to pick us up, and I call my mom. But wait! Even the simple task of "call mom" was too hard for my shitfuckphone, and it turned its ass off again. Eventually she came over, and we shove ourselves into her two seater truck and drive back.
Finally, I end up at class, an hour late, but thankfully my teacher was out of the room so I'm not sure if he noticed I just arrived or not. Since today was technically our "final" day, which is why we had to meet an hour earlier than usual, we were supposed to get out at 2:30. SUPPOSED TO. But nooooooooooooo, since we decided to just review for the MET (math exit exam) he says, "you can go when you're done with the packet." So I tell mom, "nevermind, I don't know when I'll be out, just park in the shade." She apparently didn't receive this until I texted her when I was out of class, so I waited until she drove over.
I told grandma what happened, and I expected her to call up the armed guards and the President or whoever she could get to try and return the car, since that wouldn't be the first time. But instead we just laughed about it, and she said I did the right thing.
Okay, okay, I MIGHT not have told her that the whole car was vibrating, as well as the engine, and I MIGHT have just told her that the check engine light was on...but can you blame me?!
The end.
Thursday, May 10, 2012
Saturday, April 14, 2012
We Went Camping Again. (PIX)
K, I lied, I came back to post a couple pictures. This is what I have so far.
This Needs To Be Clarified.
"You have enemies? Good, that means you stood up for something, sometime in your life."
This was originally said by WINSTON CHURCHILL. Not Eminem. If you're going to quote something, quote it correctly! And I don't care if Eminem did say it, you don't quote the second person to say it, they are not the original speaker. You must give credit where credit is due. I'm sure you get pissed when you hear some tween complaining the pop-star-of-the-week had their lyrics "stolen" by some artist from the 60s, don't you? And you're all like, "DO SOME RESEARCH, NOOB!" So don't do it yourself.
Kthanksbye.
This was originally said by WINSTON CHURCHILL. Not Eminem. If you're going to quote something, quote it correctly! And I don't care if Eminem did say it, you don't quote the second person to say it, they are not the original speaker. You must give credit where credit is due. I'm sure you get pissed when you hear some tween complaining the pop-star-of-the-week had their lyrics "stolen" by some artist from the 60s, don't you? And you're all like, "DO SOME RESEARCH, NOOB!" So don't do it yourself.
Kthanksbye.
Saturday, March 24, 2012
If I see ONE MORE Twilight/Hunger Games relation....
I'm going to punch the person square in their fucking face.
Why is everyone relating Hunger Games to Twilight? Can someone fill me the fuck in, please? How on Earth are these two trilogies at all the same?!
All I've been hearing since Hunger Games announced it's movie:
Is Hunger Games finally going to replace Twilight?
Hunger Games is so much better than Twilight!
I like Hunger Games better than Twilight!
I liked Twilight better than Hunger Games! (FREAK.)
Is Hunger Games the new Twilight?
Okay, idiots who keep comparing the two, here's the deal:
They are NOT in any way, shape, or form the same type of story. The only relations the two have is that they are both "Young Adult," trilogies, written by women, and went from book-to-movie.
That's it. Do you see any sort of comparison, here? Why relate the two? Just because of these familiarities listed above? If that's it, you might as well related Hunger Games to like 60 other movies. If not more. Probably a lot more. Someone told me that it's because both went from book to movie, and I just don't get why compare the two because of that? I mean, again they have absolutely nothing in common with their plots.
Twilight is about how important it is to have a boyfriend (not my words, but can't find the direct quote). It's about a love triangle where a greedy, ignorant girl takes 3 books to decide which guy she wants to be with, and then when THAT finally happens, it's about if she wants to be a vampire or not.
Hunger Games isn't even supernatural. Everyone is human. It's about a girl who tries to gain the civilians of Panem freedom from their corrupt government that gives little to no fuck about them. It's about survival, the importance of family, friends, and standing together against a stronger evil. It's about doing what's right even if it's not what you want. It's about doing everything you can to keep your family and friends alive, and putting them before yourself.
So again, I'm completely fucking lost as to why EVERYONE is comparing the two. There's nothing to compare! Imagine if everyone was saying, I liked Hunger Games more than Titanic! Well, that's nice but how are the two plots even relevant?
I know I now sound like an over obsessed Hunger Games fan, but I'm not. I loved the book as much as the next person, but it's fucking annoying hearing everyone compare two totally different stories.
Why is everyone relating Hunger Games to Twilight? Can someone fill me the fuck in, please? How on Earth are these two trilogies at all the same?!
All I've been hearing since Hunger Games announced it's movie:
Is Hunger Games finally going to replace Twilight?
Hunger Games is so much better than Twilight!
I like Hunger Games better than Twilight!
I liked Twilight better than Hunger Games! (FREAK.)
Is Hunger Games the new Twilight?
Okay, idiots who keep comparing the two, here's the deal:
They are NOT in any way, shape, or form the same type of story. The only relations the two have is that they are both "Young Adult," trilogies, written by women, and went from book-to-movie.
That's it. Do you see any sort of comparison, here? Why relate the two? Just because of these familiarities listed above? If that's it, you might as well related Hunger Games to like 60 other movies. If not more. Probably a lot more. Someone told me that it's because both went from book to movie, and I just don't get why compare the two because of that? I mean, again they have absolutely nothing in common with their plots.
Twilight is about how important it is to have a boyfriend (not my words, but can't find the direct quote). It's about a love triangle where a greedy, ignorant girl takes 3 books to decide which guy she wants to be with, and then when THAT finally happens, it's about if she wants to be a vampire or not.
Hunger Games isn't even supernatural. Everyone is human. It's about a girl who tries to gain the civilians of Panem freedom from their corrupt government that gives little to no fuck about them. It's about survival, the importance of family, friends, and standing together against a stronger evil. It's about doing what's right even if it's not what you want. It's about doing everything you can to keep your family and friends alive, and putting them before yourself.
So again, I'm completely fucking lost as to why EVERYONE is comparing the two. There's nothing to compare! Imagine if everyone was saying, I liked Hunger Games more than Titanic! Well, that's nice but how are the two plots even relevant?
I know I now sound like an over obsessed Hunger Games fan, but I'm not. I loved the book as much as the next person, but it's fucking annoying hearing everyone compare two totally different stories.
Friday, March 23, 2012
Thursday, March 22, 2012
Wednesday, March 21, 2012
Birthday!
So it was my birthday mid February, and Mike took me to a shooting range! Unfortunately I only have one picture, since he didn't upload his own picture because he's got family on facebook and doesn't want them to know lol.
Okay, okay.
I'M SORRY.
It's been months. MONTHS! I'm not usually this bad, and I have a really good reason!
I'm fucking tired. This semester is a no-nonsense semester. I've got accounting at fuckin' 8 in the morning, everyday, Monday through Thursday. As if accounting wasn't bad enough, it's early. I have to wake up at 6. I know, I know, there's a billion other people who wake up earlier than I do, but that doesn't make it much better. Then I've got math. We literally went from numbers to dividing and multiplying letters.
LETTERS. Is that even possible?! I swear they're just making this shit up so we have to stay in class longer. Oh, and the class is almost 3 hours long, with a not-so-merciful 10 minute break (I got a longer break with my 2 hour class!) Oy. At least the teacher is good.
Though I am being a bit of a wuss, since on Monday/Wednesday I'm home at around 1pm, and then I have a 3 day weekend... BUT STILL. I only have 3 classes, but they total 12 units, which is a full semester. Thank God I dropped my business class, or I don't know what I would do. Probably complain to Mike, which I already do quite often. Oh, how he puts up with me ♥
I've also been putting in job applications, which has worked and not worked. The first three places, to remain anonymous, had signs outside their little stores with "NOW HIRING!!" hanging. So I applied, like any other college student who's desperate for extra cash. Business number 1 told me, "we're not hiring right now, but we will be in a couple weeks. We're just accepting applications right now." That's great, so I went on my way, and called back 2 weeks later. Still not hiring, but they will in another few weeks! Call back a few weeks later, nope. Not hiring.
Business number 2, a popular general department/drug/grocery store again had a nice big sign up for everyone to see, "NOW HIRING!" So Mike, even though he's been hired to a security company, decided to apply with me. I think it was to convince me to apply (though I didn't put up much of a fight :P) and the way their online application process goes is they have a list of all their positions, and you click on the ones you wish to apply for. Every single one, even the manager positions, weren't hiring. Mike tried his, too, and the same thing. So he went to ask one of the employees about why it's not working, and they said, "oh yeah, that sign is always up. We're not actually hiring."
Wellp.
Third place! Same scenario, had a sign, applications to take and fill out, etc. I do just that, and turn it in. Call back a couple weeks later, speak to the manager and he says, "I'm busy right now, but if you give me your name and number I'll call you back." He never did. So I decided to call back again, and surprise surprise! "Oh we're not hiring at this location."
Like, fuck that. And I went over there a day or two after that (it was on the way to the grocery to Mikes old place) and guess what? They still had the sign up.
ಠ_à²
Sadly, I'll still eat there because their food is delicious. Bad for you, but delicious. I can't win!
So, chop chop, I'm going to upload a bunch of pictures, and I'll put them on a schedule so they can update one a day or so, that way I won't bombard you. I've got a ton of them, most still need editing which I'm going to do now.
Unless I fall asleep.
It's been months. MONTHS! I'm not usually this bad, and I have a really good reason!
I'm fucking tired. This semester is a no-nonsense semester. I've got accounting at fuckin' 8 in the morning, everyday, Monday through Thursday. As if accounting wasn't bad enough, it's early. I have to wake up at 6. I know, I know, there's a billion other people who wake up earlier than I do, but that doesn't make it much better. Then I've got math. We literally went from numbers to dividing and multiplying letters.
LETTERS. Is that even possible?! I swear they're just making this shit up so we have to stay in class longer. Oh, and the class is almost 3 hours long, with a not-so-merciful 10 minute break (I got a longer break with my 2 hour class!) Oy. At least the teacher is good.
Though I am being a bit of a wuss, since on Monday/Wednesday I'm home at around 1pm, and then I have a 3 day weekend... BUT STILL. I only have 3 classes, but they total 12 units, which is a full semester. Thank God I dropped my business class, or I don't know what I would do. Probably complain to Mike, which I already do quite often. Oh, how he puts up with me ♥
I've also been putting in job applications, which has worked and not worked. The first three places, to remain anonymous, had signs outside their little stores with "NOW HIRING!!" hanging. So I applied, like any other college student who's desperate for extra cash. Business number 1 told me, "we're not hiring right now, but we will be in a couple weeks. We're just accepting applications right now." That's great, so I went on my way, and called back 2 weeks later. Still not hiring, but they will in another few weeks! Call back a few weeks later, nope. Not hiring.
Business number 2, a popular general department/drug/grocery store again had a nice big sign up for everyone to see, "NOW HIRING!" So Mike, even though he's been hired to a security company, decided to apply with me. I think it was to convince me to apply (though I didn't put up much of a fight :P) and the way their online application process goes is they have a list of all their positions, and you click on the ones you wish to apply for. Every single one, even the manager positions, weren't hiring. Mike tried his, too, and the same thing. So he went to ask one of the employees about why it's not working, and they said, "oh yeah, that sign is always up. We're not actually hiring."
Wellp.
Third place! Same scenario, had a sign, applications to take and fill out, etc. I do just that, and turn it in. Call back a couple weeks later, speak to the manager and he says, "I'm busy right now, but if you give me your name and number I'll call you back." He never did. So I decided to call back again, and surprise surprise! "Oh we're not hiring at this location."
Like, fuck that. And I went over there a day or two after that (it was on the way to the grocery to Mikes old place) and guess what? They still had the sign up.
ಠ_à²
Sadly, I'll still eat there because their food is delicious. Bad for you, but delicious. I can't win!
So, chop chop, I'm going to upload a bunch of pictures, and I'll put them on a schedule so they can update one a day or so, that way I won't bombard you. I've got a ton of them, most still need editing which I'm going to do now.
Unless I fall asleep.
Wednesday, February 8, 2012
Galaxy. (PIX)
Accounting teacher after lecture: Okay, any questions?Me: Can you repeat the part of the stuff where you said all about the things? (Originally by Homer Simpson)
Saturday, January 28, 2012
Peace. (PIX)
"A word to the wise ain't necessary-- it's the stupid ones that need the advice." - Bill Cosby
Thursday, January 5, 2012
Disneyhiemland. (PIX)
Went to Disneyland for an early Birthday thingamajig for Mike :)
That place is 90% strollers. They should just call it Strollerland. They had stroller parking :| I'm never owning a stroller. I'll just duct tape my kids to my back, or teach them to hold on like monkeys/gorillas do. I also won't bring them to an amusement park when they can't even walk, or go on the rides.
That place is 90% strollers. They should just call it Strollerland. They had stroller parking :| I'm never owning a stroller. I'll just duct tape my kids to my back, or teach them to hold on like monkeys/gorillas do. I also won't bring them to an amusement park when they can't even walk, or go on the rides.
Tossed Together. (PIX)
"You know the problem, we don't want to believe what we know." - Yann Arthus-Bertrand
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