Just finished Night of Skulls. Which is sad because I only got it a couple hours ago. That by the way is the only thing I dislike about Sammy Keyes. They are so good and well written it only takes a day to finish them.
Ah well, I liked that Holly got to be in this one quite a bit. Holly is one of my favorites. Yep Sammy and Holly are like Charlie and Don't. Sorta. I spend way to much time on CPRB.
Time for a bit of shameless self promotion though. Wish I could give you a link but I can't right now so...
I want you, faithful readers, to go to FictionPress and in the humor part of the fiction section look for a story called Sad, tortured, and British: A life story. By parkitcharlie. Worth your time if you ask me, but I wrote it and am therefore utterly biased.
PS I'm not british!
Sunday, November 13, 2011
Wednesday, November 9, 2011
More Then You Realize
I asked for my computer back. I had done what she asked, went a week straight without missing homework. Granted my week started last TUESDAY instead of Monday but I waited out an extra day just for that.
Apparently that doesn't work. I have to start on Monday. I'm not allowed to 'pick and choose'. I must be held accountable for late work that wasn't turned in BEFORE the deal had been made.
It really pisses me off.
Not because I can't go online, or tweet, or get on Facebook, or blog. No my iPod does all that.
It bugs me more then I let on.
I. Can't. Write.
Sure there's paper and pencil but I've said it before, I need to star typing it up. Once I have typed it I can whisk it away to my editors(friends) edit a bit myself.
Only then will I feel comfortable with sharing it.
I did what they asked, and I really am trying.
Sheesh it's arguments like my parent's though that are the reasons the carrot and the stick don't work.
Maybe it's just the fact that I've been stumbling psychology a lot more lately but here's how I see it; they set me a goal 'Go a week without missing any homework' my reward was I get back my computer. So I go and do just that. My reward is that I am told I didn't do what they ask and need to try again.
Though I'd like to think I get what they are saying, my pride and psychology articles tell me otherwise.
What this is teaching my mind is, in the simplest way of putting it, it does you no good to do as you're told.
Yeah, that thinking will fix my grades.
Maybe they were expecting overnight miracles. They wanted me to pop out of bed, sing a song, do my chores, all while preaching the word of the lord! (Okay probably not that last part, maybe the song though...xD)
Here's the thing about that. Surprise surprise, that's not how it works.
See another thing my articles taught me is this; One of the worst things you can do is force yourself to do something. Why? If you don't want to do something you tend to get distracted which leads to boredom which leads to sloppy rushed work. (Yes I said distraction leads to boredom, it's not the other way around) In order for this homework habit to work I need to get why this is important. I already know the obvious, no homework no A's. But years of getting by with it have taught my brain otherwise.
Right now, it's baby steps. Understand the importance of the material, get that there is and will continue to be homework. Then I can work on a habit of doing the work. I already know the second part and I'm working on the second. Old habits die hard so they say.
What I hope you got from my rant-like post was this A person can't change overnight, so don't expect them to. Change takes time.
Also, I really want my computer back.
Apparently that doesn't work. I have to start on Monday. I'm not allowed to 'pick and choose'. I must be held accountable for late work that wasn't turned in BEFORE the deal had been made.
It really pisses me off.
Not because I can't go online, or tweet, or get on Facebook, or blog. No my iPod does all that.
It bugs me more then I let on.
I. Can't. Write.
Sure there's paper and pencil but I've said it before, I need to star typing it up. Once I have typed it I can whisk it away to my editors(friends) edit a bit myself.
Only then will I feel comfortable with sharing it.
I did what they asked, and I really am trying.
Sheesh it's arguments like my parent's though that are the reasons the carrot and the stick don't work.
Maybe it's just the fact that I've been stumbling psychology a lot more lately but here's how I see it; they set me a goal 'Go a week without missing any homework' my reward was I get back my computer. So I go and do just that. My reward is that I am told I didn't do what they ask and need to try again.
Though I'd like to think I get what they are saying, my pride and psychology articles tell me otherwise.
What this is teaching my mind is, in the simplest way of putting it, it does you no good to do as you're told.
Yeah, that thinking will fix my grades.
Maybe they were expecting overnight miracles. They wanted me to pop out of bed, sing a song, do my chores, all while preaching the word of the lord! (Okay probably not that last part, maybe the song though...xD)
Here's the thing about that. Surprise surprise, that's not how it works.
See another thing my articles taught me is this; One of the worst things you can do is force yourself to do something. Why? If you don't want to do something you tend to get distracted which leads to boredom which leads to sloppy rushed work. (Yes I said distraction leads to boredom, it's not the other way around) In order for this homework habit to work I need to get why this is important. I already know the obvious, no homework no A's. But years of getting by with it have taught my brain otherwise.
Right now, it's baby steps. Understand the importance of the material, get that there is and will continue to be homework. Then I can work on a habit of doing the work. I already know the second part and I'm working on the second. Old habits die hard so they say.
What I hope you got from my rant-like post was this A person can't change overnight, so don't expect them to. Change takes time.
Also, I really want my computer back.
Monday, November 7, 2011
Eat Fresh
I don't know why I hang out at the library sometimes. It gets so crowded and loud at the one by my school.
However the nearby Subway not only takes care of my hunger needs but has the wifi the library has AND is quiet! Yeah, go figure.
Well it does play the radio but eh... Free refills here. I swear though, if a coffee shop was nearby I'd be in heaven. Especially if it was a hipster coffee shop because they wouldn't play the radio there...
Ah Radiohead and coffee cake.
Better then meatball subs and Black Eyed Peas
However the nearby Subway not only takes care of my hunger needs but has the wifi the library has AND is quiet! Yeah, go figure.
Well it does play the radio but eh... Free refills here. I swear though, if a coffee shop was nearby I'd be in heaven. Especially if it was a hipster coffee shop because they wouldn't play the radio there...
Ah Radiohead and coffee cake.
Better then meatball subs and Black Eyed Peas
Sunday, November 6, 2011
Explanations
The last post was directly related to the amount of time I've been spending on CPRB, NOT my mental health...
Also I have no life. But I'm working on that.
Well...
That's all folks!
Also I have no life. But I'm working on that.
Well...
That's all folks!
Saturday, November 5, 2011
Hypothetically Speaking of Course...
If I had two people always following me around and talking to me, and I talked to them. That would be okay.
Now let's say these people aren't really people, they're...I don't know Dogs. Quirky, perhaps a tad odd, but still okay.
Now let's say these people aren't people. They're voices. That would be bad.
So, I have these voices that I chat with in my head. The voices are never mean and degrading, they are just like another person to talk to...aside from the fact that they don't exist. Would this still be considered a bad thing? The voices do no harm, sometimes they even cheer you up, so are they wrong?
In terms of flat out mental health, if I hear these voices and talk back to them, argue with them, confide in them, is that bad?
Hypothetically speaking of course.
Now let's say these people aren't really people, they're...I don't know Dogs. Quirky, perhaps a tad odd, but still okay.
Now let's say these people aren't people. They're voices. That would be bad.
So, I have these voices that I chat with in my head. The voices are never mean and degrading, they are just like another person to talk to...aside from the fact that they don't exist. Would this still be considered a bad thing? The voices do no harm, sometimes they even cheer you up, so are they wrong?
In terms of flat out mental health, if I hear these voices and talk back to them, argue with them, confide in them, is that bad?
Hypothetically speaking of course.
Monday, October 24, 2011
Lessons Learned
First off I would just like to say...
CPRB* IS GOING AWESOMELY
Ahem now for the blog post of today.
Okay so I've learned a couple things since my last post. I also started watching Joan of Arcadia but NOT RELAVENT!
1. When reading FanFiction I have the tendancy to laugh suddenly at nothing then stop. And then laugh at my random outburst.
What's up with that? I mean it isn't that funny most of the time. I guess it's me having a weird fan moment...come to think of it when watching Warehouse 13 I get all hyper and laugh at nothing...
2. There IS such thing as a chair repairman.
Okay. Well that was something I just randomly inserted in an IMPROV scene.
3. I feel the need to capitalize IMPROV.
I just realized this. Weird...
4. I practicaly talk to myself on this blog.
I honestly have no idea if anyone is reading these sometimes, so it's like I'm just sitting in the corner talking to myself. Which brings me to...
5. I talk to myself. Like A LOT.
I always knew that I talked to myself, and maybe even a tad more then the average American. But no, I'm practicaly a schizophrenic. Which moves us right along to my final lesson...
6. OMG! I have a case of schizophrenia!
It may just be a mild one but...I should really see someone about that huh?
*For those of you that forgot CPRB is Charlie Parkit Reboot in which I am rebooting my story that I wrote on LiveJournal
CPRB* IS GOING AWESOMELY
Ahem now for the blog post of today.
Okay so I've learned a couple things since my last post. I also started watching Joan of Arcadia but NOT RELAVENT!
1. When reading FanFiction I have the tendancy to laugh suddenly at nothing then stop. And then laugh at my random outburst.
What's up with that? I mean it isn't that funny most of the time. I guess it's me having a weird fan moment...come to think of it when watching Warehouse 13 I get all hyper and laugh at nothing...
2. There IS such thing as a chair repairman.
Okay. Well that was something I just randomly inserted in an IMPROV scene.
3. I feel the need to capitalize IMPROV.
I just realized this. Weird...
4. I practicaly talk to myself on this blog.
I honestly have no idea if anyone is reading these sometimes, so it's like I'm just sitting in the corner talking to myself. Which brings me to...
5. I talk to myself. Like A LOT.
I always knew that I talked to myself, and maybe even a tad more then the average American. But no, I'm practicaly a schizophrenic. Which moves us right along to my final lesson...
6. OMG! I have a case of schizophrenia!
It may just be a mild one but...I should really see someone about that huh?
*For those of you that forgot CPRB is Charlie Parkit Reboot in which I am rebooting my story that I wrote on LiveJournal
Monday, October 17, 2011
Ranterview
I just posted a 4000+ character ranterview (rant/review) on somebody's fanfic...
Dear me I must seem crazy to them.
Ah well. It was like me posting on here actually.
Speaking my mind freely, but most likely talking to myself...
Now I'm thoughtfull...Deep the 3rd coming soon?
Dear me I must seem crazy to them.
Ah well. It was like me posting on here actually.
Speaking my mind freely, but most likely talking to myself...
Now I'm thoughtfull...Deep the 3rd coming soon?
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