There is something about watching a group of British men and women, with their accents and lack of aggression, unlike Americans, bake things in a competition. Amazing. It is all of the intensity and action other cooking competition shows have, but minus the anger and deep rooted anxiety that these shows can cause. The only angry Brit that cooks is Gorden Ramsey, everyone else is chilling and nice and such good sports. What else could you need other than 12 adults making various baked goods for two people who apparently have all the knowledge of baked goods in order to be the winner? Do I know what they win? No, but apparently winning is good enough for hundreds of people to apply every year. I personally use baking as a calm and relaxing tool, much like the contestants, but would cry aggressively if I were judged on it. That’s why I watch and view the struggles from my couch, eating my homemade chocolate chip cookies and vibing with my excess serotonin.
Happy Wednesday luvs, I have a story to tell you. A year ago, I took a trip to the lovely Kutztown University to visit my friend, who was being COVID-19 safe, for a bit of separation from my family. SO, we spent some wonderful time catching up and hanging out and doing just as much as you can in the middle of Pennsylvania. Now before I get into the meat of the story, everything was cleaned deeply and we were all aware and consenting to what was happening.
Carrying on, so what you do in the middle of nowhere, in the middle of a pandemic, with a bunch of art students is pretty obvious. You give yourself tattoos! My friend’s friend, always a great start to a story, bought a tattoo gun off of Amazon and had been practicing for the past couple of months. After we cleaned and sanitized everything, I might have gotten some big toe tattoos, on my left a smiley face and on my right a sad face. Now it’s been a year and on my left toe there is one eye and half a smile and my right is just eyes. I need to get them redone because they are supreme and I enjoy them, which is where my question comes from, how tf do I do that? Tattoo places have a minimum and I’m not trying to pay $80 for toe tattoos, my friend’s friend has moved away for work and I don’t think it would be smart to buy myself a tattoo gun, I will most likely do something stupid. Lmk what I should do kunzierc1@lasalle.edu.
Enrique puts chili powder on apples. Enrique’s butt is always sticking out of his pants. Enrique always talks about how much he hates food on campus, but then makes me go get him food from the vending machine at like 2 a.m. One time he asked me to make him toast, then he was like only one slice. THEN he was like oh sorry David, can you make me more toast and it’s like no dude YOU said you only wanted one slice. This is not a rare occurrence. Enrique never goes to class and I’m always like “hey are you coming with me today” and he’s like “yeah I am” then like a minute before he texts me saying he won’t. Like bro, you pay to get an education, go to class. He spends like an hour in the shower and it’s like dude just hurry up we all have places to be, yet somehow he’s still smelly. Also, he always wears his roommate’s shoes and it’s like bro just buy your own shoes, you aren’t supposed to share shoes! Enrique makes fun of me all the time for drinking milk, but he hands me a glass several times and says “drink your milk, it’s creamy” then he proceeds to drink it himself. In conclusion, Enrique sucks and I hate him and everyone else should.
I don’t know if it’s just me, but every show, no matter the genre, has their main characters just dropping the L word to any shawty. I’m not talking about the show “The L Word” but the phrase “I love you” (ILY) which is a common way to affirm one’s feelings for another, also a way to make me feel uncomfortable but that’s something we’re not getting into. While I clearly don’t have words of affirmation as a love language, I do have common sense and knowledge that the word love and the phrase “I love you” is a big thing and you can’t just say it to anyone. In real life, people take their time and develop feelings at varying speeds within their own unique situation, but in the TV world, falling in love apparently takes three episodes and one big fight for one of the biggest affirmations to just come out of one person’s mouth. Time in shows is obviously different and moves at a much faster pace than real life, but normally a season is a month long with each episode being a week, or there’s no time construct and we’re all confused. In dramas, sitcoms, comedies and teen shows, the month = season and episode = week is usually how it goes and these shows just so happen to be the worst ILY droppers. There have been seasons where characters go from hating one another then professing their love to the other in the next episode, AND THAT’S JUST NOT ALWAYS TRUE LIKE HOW THEY WRITE IT OUT TO BE. In all relationships, especially teen ones, people actually have no idea what they’re doing and aren’t just out here professing their love in big dramatic scenes. Also, it’s okay to not recepticate ILY when you don’t actually know if you’re in love yet. It’s worse for someone to say it and not mean it than to be honest and say they don’t know yet, but here are my true feelings. It’s not the end of the world like it’s shown in shows and movies, being in love isn’t the point of a relationship, it’s growing and being happy within a partnership that has emotions; fulfillment for both people. There needs to be communication on these feelings first —again, not a topic for right now, but take a comm class and figure it out. TV isn’t real life, but damn, they need to stop acting like people just suddenly fall in love with everyone they’ve ever dated after a month of dating. And that’s the tea.
Don’t be a liar. You talk shit. I talk shit. I’m sure the brothers speak about people while they’re not involved within the conversation. Everyone does it. As a senior in college, I have learned that if you do talk about people when they’re not there it can either be left in a vault of privacy or you’re gonna get a text calling you out, it’s just the fax, not printer. The best way to deal with the drama is to just own up to it because you did it, there’s always witness, you can’t talk shit without another person. Your response to getting called out shows your maturity level and if you try to lie and pretend that you didn’t or try to throw someone else under the bus, your shit talking card will be revoked in my book. I will never share my knowledge and/or my opinions with you ever again if I know you threw someone under the bus to get the attention off of yourself. I do think that while it sucks to have people talking about it behind your back, maybe take their words with a grain of salt and a bit of interest into what is truthful. I heard through the grapevine, a couple people deep, that I am intimidating. Do I want to be standoffish or intimidate people or intentionally try to act that way? Of course not, but I have been and now I know that I need to pay attention to the fact that I just am intimidating to some people and maybe should change some of the actions I do. Also, just because someone is talking to someone else about a third party, it doesn’t mean there is malicious intent, it could mean a lot of things. It could be that the person is just frustrated and needs to let out some of their feelings to someone else. They could need to communicate how they feel to figure out the best way to have a conversation with the person they are talking about and not to. There can be a plethora of non-malicious intentions for talking shit and I stand by personally not being mad at others for doing them. Now, if you are malicious, maybe look at yourself and figure out why, especially if there is no reason to be shit talking that person. You could just not like them, which is a bit of a reason, but you need a little more reasoning to talk shit than just because. In any shit talking, if there is malicious intent and no specific reasoning, just admit that you are a shitty person. Shit talking is the way that I deal with all the shit I have thrown at me on a daily basis. I confide in my friends and sometimes I share too much with people that I don’t trust enough and it bites me in the ass. Oh well. I’ll never deny any true shit talking I’ve done, but I don’t condone being a shitty person and maliciously shit talking people for no reason. You always gotta have a good reason for opening up a can of worms or else they’ll get everywhere, especially if you don’t pay attention.
David hates seed oil. David is against big pharma. David uses my sink even though he has his own sink and he should just learn to unclog a sink like a normal person. Also, every time I have friends over, David always finds some way to scare them away. One might even say he scares the hoes. David for some reason always has his light on even if he’s not home, and it makes it really weird for when I need something from him and he’s not home. He’s really dumb, and really stupid, and he smells good bad, and drinks unpasteurized milk and I wish David would just behave like a normal roommate and like a normal managing editor. Also, Dave always likes to censor what I say and that is NOT cool.
I don’t know about other people, but I have a hard time just sitting in class. Call me quirky, but a bitch cannot just sit and take notes and actively listen without shaking my leg and/or doodling, both aggressively and lightly. When my attention is really poor, either due to lack of sleep, over caffeination and/or my brain doesn’t want to work, I tend to need an anchor to the classroom to prevent myself from mentally going off into the distance. Doodling has alway been my go to when I need to keep everything moving, also sorry to anyone who sits near me, my leg just doesn’t stop shaking. The drawing to the right is a monkey I drew during my 9:30 am class this past Monday, the class topic was journalism by the way. It started with his teeth, which I was going for a vampire, but his right eye was actually just a circle I drew that got in the way of my vampire vision. SO, he is now a monkey, of no particular species, and he’s angry, idk why, maybe someone wanted to fight. Then in my next class, where we were speaking about health communication, I couldn’t stop drawing sheet ghosts, as you can see in the picture on the left. I like the one with the heart, the vibe is just right with that one. Anyway, my point is I feel like I do lots of doodling on my notes and my classmates don’t. Do you doodle on your notes? If so, send them to me, kunzierc1@lasalle.edu, and we can start exchanging our favorite doodles.
Tis the season for school to really just kick your ass. Aw yes, I am talking about the point where professors start assigning real homework, projects and exams all at the same time, amazing, right? As a communication major, I do have it easier than a decent chunk of other majors, but that doesn’t mean it still doesn’t suck. I’ve spent that past month doing very little, just vibing, and now I have to actually do work outside of my hour and fifteen minute class period. Weekends are meant for relaxing and resetting, but now there’s neither relaxing nor resetting, just working and stressing. I would like to continue to work on my Minecraft world after my long day of classes and to live a stress free evening, BUT I CANNOT. I am honestly unsure how nursing and science majors do this for four years, I have like two assignments due per week and I feel overworked. How can you do what you do? I am amazed and horrified at your skill, but I also understand the fuel to your drive to coffee and late nights, just pay attention to your heart rhythm please. I will watch your struggle and pretend I can relate.
So it’s Sunday night and I’m trying to be proactive and I cannot. Funny does not just flow out of my fingertips and it takes a long ass time to write things that could possibly be funny. I have one idea and the rest are stuck. I’m really annoyed about it right now because here I am trying to be a good student and manage my time responsibly but I just can’t. I am here, sitting on my couch staring at my laptop screen thinking really really hard about topics that probably won’t be funny in real life. This struggle is real and even my roommates can’t come up with anything and now I’m here, staring and straining my eyes at this screen for nothing. Just an annoyance.
Sunday, September 26, 8 p.m., Claire’s apartment living room.
The third season of Netflix’s hit show “Sex Education” came out recently and is overall well-liked by viewers and critics. I watched it the day it came out and am rewatching it with my roommate, leading me to one really strong opinion. Ruby. Deserves. Better. The classic “head mean bitch who runs the school” trope takes a turn with Ruby Matthews. During season one, and most of two, Ruby was just that: a mean bitch. However, towards the end of the second season she actually has some character development, wow, amazing right? If you don’t want spoilers why are you even reading this? Go away. Anyway, Otis, after believing Maeve hated him and doesn’t want to fix their weird will they, won’t they relationship, starts having a no strings, mutual, fuck-buddies relationship with Ruby. Not bad, his own life and nobody’s getting hurt. Ruby is still depicted as her mean, bitchy self in the beginning but, slowly, as the season goes on she becomes someone we must protect and serve, while still being iconically bitchy. It starts with the little things; she publicly goes out with Otis, she stops trying to change him, they get into a real relationship and they are good for each other and she opens up a lot. This is a huge development for her because her social status at school leads her to believe everything about her must be perfect and she hides the imperfect things from everybody, even her closest friends. Yet she shares them with Otis, letting him into the most private aspects of her life. In their relationship, he just treated her like a decent human and made her actually feel good about herself and secure in her relationship. Now, this is controversial, but I don’t think Otis is the bad guy in the relationship as a whole and how their relationship ended for many reasons. They broke up because Ruby said “I love you,” in my opinion, pretty quickly and Otis didn’t want to say it back due to the fact that he wasn’t ready to. It was better that he was honest with her than pretending he felt the same, which would’ve been a really shitty thing to do especially when he still had feelings for Maeve. Now, Otis did think Maeve hated him and they never did anything when he and Ruby were in a relationship, but they did act wayyyyyyy too close to when the couple broke up. It just makes Ruby think she didn’t mean anything to Otis, and while she did mean a lot to him, the whole situation just sucks for her. If season four doesn’t do her dirty and doesn’t treat Ruby the way she deserves, I will lead a riot. Shawty is a really good person who’s just going through a lot and has a lot of walls up that she would let down if people treated her better. Yeah, if you can’t tell, I’ve spent a lot of time thinking about this. So. Um. Fuck Ola, she actually is the biggest dickhead. ❤
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