| Worst computer program ever |
[Sep. 10th, 2009|08:46 pm] |
Heh, maybe I should make a "worsts" series? Whatever, it'd pretty much just be to rant about my day. Which is what LJ is for.
Okay, so I actually have a job now! It's "occasional work", but this time of the year I'm in lots. There, they use a special program for doing time sheets, called Puma. It is the titular worst program ever. Not only does it suck harder than a black hole-powered vacuum, you can't get paid if you don't do your time sheet using it.
Anyone out there willing to bring me the programmer's head? Or their hands, eyes and tongue, I don't care if you leave them alive so long as they're in no state to ever program again.
"Pu-u-ma! It works like a moron." |
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| Worst song ever to karaoke |
[Sep. 5th, 2009|10:04 pm] |
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| | "Belly of the Whale" by Newsboys | ] |
Seriously, DON'T DO IT!
The song in question is "Belly of the Whale" by Newsboys, from the Jonah movie. It's a great song, and most of it is okay to sing. However, at the end you get into a bunch of really fast stuff I'd never known in the first place.
It's even harder when a) you've never sung karaoke before and just entered on a whim, b) you've never sung into a microphone before in your life and think your voice sounds really weird through it, and c) you've never actually seen the lyrics for the song. Sure, I knew it pretty well, but that was only from playing it on repeat who-knows-how-many times. |
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| Hardest email yet |
[May. 22nd, 2009|08:59 pm] |
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| |  sad | ] |
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| | "Reise, Reise" by Rammstein | ] |
How do you say good-bye to the best job you're ever likely to have?
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| (no subject) |
[Aug. 2nd, 2006|08:06 pm] |
I both love and hate cleaning out at the end of things.
This random train of thought is because I planned that sentence out much earlier on today, when I was cleaning up my room. Today`s Wednesday; I leave Rivière-du-Loup on Friday. My room isn`t cleaned OUT yet -- I need a bunch of stuff yet -- but I get the same feeling. It`s just like cleaning out my binders at the end of a school year; it`s so enjoyable to neaten it up and empty it out and organise the remainder, but, it`s done. Finished. History. And I`m running out of words.
((EDIT: And since I haven`t fully figured out LJ cuts, below is a bunch of ranting, and some icons.))
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| My freaky stalker-boy/girl |
[Jul. 11th, 2006|06:10 pm] |
Okay, I have a freaky stalkergirl. She`s this blonde girl with brown eyes here (on French immersion), and she`s always, I mean ALWAYS, like saying «Hello (my name)» or «Goodbye (my name)» when she`s leaving or arriving, keeps saying she loves me, that I have beautiful hair, and one time when I accidentally asked her to put sunscreen on my back, she said there was nothing she`d like to do better in the world. And not in a sarcastic tone of voice either. I asked her if she was lesbian, and she said no; but she also said she`d want to be.
She scares me.
I also have this freaky stalkerboy. At least, I did yesterday; I hope he isn`t today. I hope. *crosses fingers* I swatted him with my mocassins a couple of times, and threatened to kick his butt, but his response to the latter just SCARED me. If he comes in here, and talks to me, I`m going to either kill him or leave this room. Probably the former.
And if he keeps this up, since he`s male and I`m female, I can sue him for sexual harassment. :-)
I`ve also decided to write ten random facts about myself.
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| Ah, sigh.... |
[May. 15th, 2006|04:16 pm] |
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| | So bloody stupid.... | ] |
| [ | music |
| | 'Lost the Plot' by Newsboys | ] |
This is so bloody stupid. And I know it's bloody stupid. Such is the story of my life.
It's happening again; and I just go along with it. Despite all my screaming and bluster, when it comes down to it I just slightly nod, flash some teeth and keep a mask on.
I've screwed myself up SO badly. And I can't tell about it to anyone, because the people who'd give a darn are too involved; they'd want to fix my life for me. Burn it, it's their bloody attempts that cause this all. No, it's not their fault. It's mine.
Yes, I DID have a problem with it. Then why didn't I say so?! I'm scared. Scared to talk. Scared to have something to say. I can't change it now; it was announced. If I'm so bloody not-caring-what-other-people-think, then why can't I say that I don't think it'll work?! And why can't I say that I can't stand it?! |
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| Whoo-hoo! First entry! |
[May. 13th, 2006|03:23 pm] |
Okay, so I just felt like randomly posting this quote.
It's from FMA, episode 47, and I THINK it's Ed speaking (just watching the subs because these bloody computers don't have sound):
"The number of people I must beat to a pulp after this has grown too big.... If I don't write them down, I'm gonna forget them!"
About my life right now: I've had some major arguments with my parents over my Internet usage; specifically, my staying up till 2 or 3 in the morning on the computer. So if I'm not on too much, that's why. Bummer.
Currently reading online:
Manga - Bleach chapter 183.
Webcomic - Sea of Insanity, forget where. |
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