Tag Archives: ignore me

Whyyyyyyyyy am I such trash?


People who deserve a better wife: Nate

People who have a husband that is way too good to them: Me

People who should be thrown into the river: Also me

The end.




I miss Moscow






I will not let my insecurities rule my thoughts.

I will not let my insecurities rule my thoughts.
I will not let my insecurities rule my thoughts.
I will not let my insecurities rule my thoughts.
I will not let my insecurities rule my thoughts.
I will not let my insecurities rule my thoughts.
I will not let my insecurities rule my thoughts.

This has been another quality blog post brought to you by Claudia!

Another rant, haha

Sorry, I’m in rant-mode this week.

Alright, so one of the malls I walk to all the time is North Hill Centre. The reason I frequent this mall so much is because it’s in between UC and my apartment, meaning I can walk there from school, get grocery nonsense at Safeway, and walk home fairly easily.

To get to the mall form across the street, you have to go over this above-highway walkway thingy. Here’s Google Maps to help you visualize this:


(Do you like my super professional-looking labeling?)

Let’s zoom in on the mall parking lot, shall we?


Oh, what’s this yellow painted walkway? A corridor for pedestrians to get through the parking lot, perhaps?

Why yes it is! Look, the Google Maps shot even has pedestrians utilizing it!

So how come every time I go to that damn mall there’s at least one car parked in that yellow walkway?

Seriously. Do they really think that’s a special little parking spot for them? Do they not realize it’s a WALKWAY for LEGS??

It wouldn’t bother me so much if it wasn’t so hard to cross right there (okay, maybe it still would), but the way the other parking spots are arranged makes it hard for the cars to see you and you to see the cars. Heck, even when the walkway’s clear you basically have to step out into the lot to see if there are any cars coming. So why not add the obstacle of one or two drivers thinking that they’re super special and allowed to park in the shiny yellow spots?

*frustrated pedestrian mumbling*

Claudia’s Miscellaneous Blog of Blogging and Miscellany (mostly internet stuff)

Hello reader(s)!

I was on campus from 7 until about 5:45 today, so all I wanted to do was screw around on the internet tonight. Hence, you get yet another craptastic blog! I doubt you’re surprised. BUT…I’ll change it up a bit and give it to you in numbered parts, how about that?

PART ONE: Vines!


The last time I played GeoGuessr (a looong time ago), they just had the world map and I could guess with moderate accuracy.
But now they’ve got a United States map (among other specific maps) and I’m MUCH better at that.


I totally forgot to post Irrational Exuberance that day I posted all those early-2000’s videos.


Massive crab. Massive damage. (Sean showed me this like six years ago and for whatever reason it was brought to my mind again today)

PART FIVE: FartParty McGee
I REALLY want to draw, but I can’t think of a good enough idea.


Do my crappy posts get you down? Don’t despair! I have a “serious” post I’m working on that I’ll probably post soon. Lucky you!

“Bambi…I didn’t know you could fly!”

Pretend for a second that you have no idea what a bird is. You know what beaks, feathers, wings, etc. are, but you don’t know what a bird is.
Now read the following:

Birds (class Aves or clade Avialae) are feathered, winged, two-legged, warm-blooded, egg-laying vertebrates.

Modern birds are characterised by feathers, a beak with no teeth, the laying of hard-shelled eggs, a high metabolic rate, a four-chambered heart, and a lightweight but strong skeleton. Extant birds have more or less developed wings; the most recent species without wings was the moa, which is generally considered to have become extinct in the 16th century. Wings are evolved forelimbs, and most bird species can fly.

Birds are social, communicating with visual signals, calls, and songs, and participating in such social behaviours as cooperative breeding and hunting, flocking, and mobbing of predators.

These are all from Wiki’s page on birds. You can’t tell me that from these descriptors that birds don’t sound fucking terrifying.


Okay, I’m done. Back to studying.


I feel alone.

I need to yell.

The only thing you can truly rely on is yourself, you know? Just your own mind and your own thoughts. Everything else is unreliable, fleeting. People get tired, get bored, they leave, they move on to better things. Animals, too. Technology is variable and can work one day and crash the next. Nature can turn on you. In the end, all you’ve got is yourself.

Don’t judge me on the way I clothe myself. Until you can show me the statistical proof that all people who wear bright colors are either a) hippies, b) nonconformists, or c) stupid, shut the hell up.

I wish life were as it was a few weeks ago, two or three, maybe.

I’m still looking for whatever it is I’m missing, or whatever it is I lost. I’m unsure as to whether I’ve lost it or whether I’ve just realized I’d never possessed it. Maybe it’s something I have, something extra, that I need to get rid of. Whatever it is, I hate it.

What is worse, to never be able to be trusted or to never be able to trust?

All an emotion does is make you feel. All a feeling does is make you emotional. Both are irrational and should be trifled with as little as possible.






This blog makes little sense.