To the [insert very not nice name here] of the world....

It has been a very long time since I have posted here. The point of creating a blog was to prevent NOT WRITING. But as with most things in my life I put them away for awhile but will come back to it eventually. But enough of this and lets get to the real reason I am posting today. I am sick. I am tired. I am sick and tired of how many goddamn people in this world feel it is alright to lead others on. These feelings led to this letter which i will post here in hopes that this message reaches its intended audience. Thank you.

To all the cock-teasing bitches of the world:

It is cruel to think, that is, lead someone to believe that what is desired is possible when in fact it is the very opposite; impossible. I feel that if this is some sick way you get off or make yourself feel better about your very obvious lack of self-esteem, that you seek immediate assistance. I am generally not a very angry person but I find this inexcusable when there are so many more that are willing to give what you are so unduly withholding. I feel it is unfair to not only one’s victim, intended and unintended, but to yourself and your reputation. Really… we all think you’re a giant ho’bag that needs to get a life…or suffer the consequences and die by the hand of those offended by your infractions, though the latter would MOST definitely end in incarceration. You probably don’t have much time left until someone gets so cheesed you end up hurt, physically, emotionally or both. Please stop while there is still time. Thank you.

Regards,

Micaela

March MADNESS!

Hello! Been quite a while since I've updated but I am a VERY busy girl. Plus I get very easily distracted. February has come and gone and we are now in the lovely month of March, A happy St. Patty's day to you all if I don't make it on here to wish it on the actually day. I don't know about everywhere else but the weather here in Chicago seems to be taking a turn for the better! The snow is almost gone and its been in the 40s almost all day!! Lots of rain too which make for perfect days to stay in and be lazy! Those are my kinds of days! So I am unfortunately back at school after a wonderfully relaxing mid-semester break (They call it spring break but there was snow on the ground and it wasn't very spring-y at all). I FINALLY beat Mass Effect 2 and I was so happy I cried. I love Bioware! They really know how to make amazing games let me tell you! Especially because they really know how to cater to their audience, specifically the female gamers, well at least I feel this way. Giving players the option to chose gender just makes the game that much more fun for me. There are plenty of games with male leads and only give the ladies the roles of the damsel in distress, eye candy, love interest or an ass kicking BAMF that is an NPC. (Bad Ass Mother Fucker and Non-Playable Character respectively) With the ME series I have played as both male and female, and while most of the dialogue is the same for either the story is still amazing either way! I remember playing one of the Tony Hawk games and you were allowed to play story mode with your own custom female skater and of course had a female voice actress but the other characters didn't recognize her as a female and refer to her as a male. I realized recording 2 different lines of dialogue might be time consuming, but what is it going to hurt make sure that you have a couple "her"s on hand to insert so you don't have to go back and record another take with the voice actor saying her or woman or she or whatever. Even using a more gender neutral script would be okay with me. That's what makes ME such a powerful game for me. Not only do you have a Million ways and decisions that can affect the story, your relationships, and even the outcomes in the game Bioware took the time to have their writers create a script that is neutral referring to your character by Shepard, Commander and so on (although this might be because of how everyone's character will have their own unique names they need to have some name to call you by) and having the V-A's go back and record the line with shes hers and woman! phew. That was quite the tangent! Well if you actually got to this point thank you for reading and until next time!

dun, dun, DUN!

We talked. I don't know how much was actually resolved. But whatever there is less tension now. I still don't really like her and we will most definitely will NOT be living with them next year. Eh they both want to be RAs anyway. It took forever to to wrap it up. I think we talked for like 2 hours? I think the person who had it the worst was my dear friend and fellow blogger Luci. (HI LUCI!) The whole time we were talking she was just sitting in our bedroom...alone. I felt so bad. I'm sorry Luci and the next time you come to our room we will have a better time. AND YOUR ALWAYS WELCOMED!

Drama belongs on the stage...not in your life.

Y'know in the previous post I went on a tangent about how I'm kinda scared of growing up and what the future holds and blah blah blah but what I can't STAND is immaturity. The whole game of he said that she said that you said is so high school!! HELLO PEOPLE!! GET OVER YOURSELF. FYI here in starts the ranting: I had a lovely weekend at home relaxing, playing some video games and doing laundry. It was bliss. So I'm enjoying some quality time with my Xbox 360 when my roomate calls me and asks me when I'm coming back. Apparently some shit had gone down with our suitemates or roomates, whatever you wanna call them. First I should explain, I love my roomate. period. She is my best friend. Then there is Suitemate #1 who we moved in with at the beginning of the semester. She's a sweet heart a little naive and kind of a player. (she doesn't think she. She's just nice) Then there's Suitemate #3 who replaced suitemate #2. (who I miss SO much!)
Suitemate #3 is a bitch. Straight up no denying it. She's okay with me but I have a feeling it's only because we live together. #3 came to our room this semester and I can't stand her and all her perfectionist bullshit anymore! I'm more of a free spirited orgainized mess type of person and it is just not working. She has an opinion about everything and never keeps it to herself. I don't know how much more I can take of her. I came back this morning and our living room was rearranged. Now you're probably thinking, Well it's only furniture what's the big deal. The BIG deal here is that she did it when me and my roomate weren't there to give input or an opinion. UM HELLO!!!!!! It's not just here room and she's making it the way she wants it not how the ROOM AS A WHOLE wants it. That is just shady as all hell. I had said that I was open to rearranging but that we HAD TO FIGURE IT OUT TOGETHER. Then the way she arranged it sucks. She put the infront of the window on top of our coffee table. Then she puts our sofa and arm chairs on opposite sides of the room. HOW THE FUCK A I SUPPOSED TO WATCH TV? I am the biggest couch potato when it comes to watching shows that I like. Now how am I supposed to lay out on the sofa an watch some quality tube time. NOT COMFORTABLY THAT'S FOR SURE!!!!! And you know why she did this? So she could put up some rinky dinky ass BUTTERLY CHAIR. Which is just sitting in the middle of the room BTW. AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! phew. Rant #1 complete.
So hence begins rant #2. Like I was saying suitemate #1 is a total sweetie. She really is but I don't believe it when it comes to boys. She's an attractive girl and she's a kick ass dancer. She has a plethora of guys that are broken down into 2 groups: The guys that want to bang her and the nice guys who want to date her SO they can bang her. Or so they think. She's into that whole wait till marriage to have any type of sex. So the guys in group #1 are generally her type: good looking, athletic, "popular" or whatever. But the thing is with them all they really want is the physical shit. And she is is all for it along as it's not oral, anal or intercourse. Now what she does is her business, right? Not my business at all, right? WRONG WRONG FUCKING WRONG. It's in my nature to be a caring and loving person and have concerns for those who are close to me. But I am so sick of her bullshit and crying and all that follows with having your "heart broken". I put that in quotes because generally I think that in order to have your heart broken you have to know the person for MORE THAN 2 WEEKS! Which is how long these guys stick around because they figure out she's not going to crack on that waiting till marriage stuff. Honestly I think we should just have a revolving door for these guys. Then there's group #2, the nice guys. Suitemate #2 is a nice person and she is nice to almost everyone and this gets misconstrued with the guys in group #2 because they think she's into them. She's not. And I think that she knows that she's screwing with these guys because she gets shit out of it. They take her out, buy her things, stroke her ego and all the while she's just using them. The worst one is "Bob". He met he once when she was drunk they talked a little bit, exchanged numbers, facebooked all that stuff and the next day she didn't even remember who he was. So they talked and he asked her out and of course in she's telling us it's just a FRIENDly outing. It was a date. He paid for everything. It was a date. Immeadiately following their date at the pumpkin patch ($26 a pop) then took her to his house to meet his family and carve their pumpkins. She was creeped out that he took her to meet his family so early on and that he was sending her all these love notes and stuff through various portals of technology. Did she cut ties with him and say it would never work. Nope. She asked for a ride to the airport to take here to get food and what not. He even took her to a Bulls game. Did she do the lady like thing and say "No. I can't go with you because no matter what you do I will never be in a relationship with you." She went. Ugh I could go on and on but I will spare you. I will tell you that one of these guys knew here for oh, about a month, asked her what she wanted for christmas, and bought the most expensive item on the list which was a $100 pair of shoes. She doesn't talk to this one anymore. Well this story has point I was just giving you some exposition, maybe a little too much but really you need to know where this is all coming from. So there's now another guy that falls into the group #2 category. One of my good friends is very good friends with him. Now suitemate #1 is known as a user and that was even before I knew her that well. My good friend told me that this knew guy was a "broken" person and did not need to be chewed up and spit out by Suitemate #1. Well me and my roommate tell my friend, "you know tell this guy that she is seeing multiple people right now and that he shouldn't get his hopes up." This guy tells #1 about what we said. And #1 thinks that we're talking shit and calling her a tramp. A: We were just trying to help both parties here because of B: she earned that reputation without our help. Now we need to sit down and have a "talk" because of it. I am so looking forward to it. Yay.

I walk the line...

Now why they call this campus a "dry" campus I will never understand. Especially since there is drinking all over the place! THIS SCHOOL OWNS A BAR!!! Anyways, so I do love to participate in the late night shenanigans. The theme for this weekend was a "Walk of Shame" party. Just take a wild guess at to what most of the attire was. Go ahead. Take a guess. Oh to be young! If I could just stay at this age for the rest of my life I think I could die happy. There is just something about it. Maybe its the new found sense of freedom? But then I think of the burdens that will be placed on my shoulders in just a few short years? I'm straddling a line between adolescence and adulthood. Growing up really scares me. I am 20 years old and I still feel like a child sometimes. I still watch cartoons, read comics, I live at home, still don't pay some of my bills, and so many other things that make me feel so young and inexperienced. I'M SCARED! The future really does freak me out. But then I think about all the amazing thing I'll be able to do. (and I don't mean just drinking.) I dream of the day that I'll have my own classroom! I think of all my future students and how I will get to be the one to help shape their ideas and influences with music. I am so ready and scared but I'm up for the challenge.

This is the year...

I'm an avid keeper of journals and it makes me sad that I don't take the time to write in them anymore :( So it's time to get myself rolling with the times and start A BLOG! Nothing fancy just, hopefully, day-to-day accounts of the nonsense and silliness of my life. (I'm in college so believe me there is A LOT of nonsense and shenanigans that go on here.) So on New Years Eve I said to myself, "Mica, some shit went down in 2009 and I don't know if I liked it. That's why this year you're going to get it together!" Unfortunately, I had already forgotten that conversation with myself and now it's time to get back on that horse that decides to keep bucking me off! "But I need something to keep track of what I'm doing make me feel guilty when I when I fall of the bandwagon?" I asked myself. (I don't usually talk to myself...well not that often. We have been known to have a conversation every now and then but I digress) "You IDIOT! What do you usually do!?" How silly of me to forget, my failure lies in my inability to get it all down , TO WRITE. Get it out of myself so that I see what went wrong and what to change! I've been a writer since I could remember! For a while it was my profession of choice! This is the KEY! BY JOVE I GOT IT!! So here we are. Welcome.