D: My Dad's a Nathan!

Nooooo!!!!!1 I promised to be cool with my dad being in the same class as me, but this is genuinely difficult. To begin with, it's hardly a difficult math class. Even the teacher is bored, I'd imagine, which might be why he does his long division with radical signs. Maybe they'll notice today... nope. They did not. He's definitely bored. Why else would he go on about our mechanical humanoid friends from across the river? You know, the ones from the chemical plant? Where they're developing the technology to make flesh?

I'd try to get some of it on video for you guys, but it's a very full class and I doubt it would go unnoticed. More on topic however, my dad is just as bad as this guy if not worse. As if it weren't enough for the teacher to go on about this random shit, my dad fully encourages it by making snarky remarks and answering rhetorical questions, even sometimes asking them, and no one really has time for that. A big part of the class is online, and some of those people actually need help. (Please do not laugh, it is a serious issue. Some people actually need help with this low level bullshit.) This morning, everyone around me was talking about him. I am not kidding, everyone. About how he thinks he's so smart and funny, but really he's stupid and should be quiet and pay attention instead of trying to be witty. When he came in, I heard "Here he is! I wish he would trip and fall." The worst part is, can I blame them? I'm not sure if I really can. I'd certainly have much less sympathy for him if he wasn't my dad. He would be just another annoying Nathan guy, old Nathan, who has no social skills or consideration for others.

TORRENT WITHDRAWAL!

This is bad guys.
what happened emily?
Mostly my posts are made up of a little bit of my drab life and then some commentary on something I downloaded. Now, they are empty promises of pictures and then the pictures aren't even that terrific. Not terrific at all. They are drab. This issue can be solved by occasional torrent sleepovers at my house, during which I obtain an absurd amount of material and watch it for a few weeks.

ahshitemilymyspacebarisstpilledcoffeeandnowitsbrokenalsobackslaceismessedupaswell

Shit generic web commenter, you are a pain in the ass. Clean it out, no one wants to read that shit. Just get a toothpick, a cotton ball, and some hand sanitizer.

really?

I really don't know, but that's the first thing I'd try. Good luck there. Anyway guys, it won't stay this boring forever, just wanted to let you know that. I just completed the entire Dead Like Me series, and it was alright. But you have to be the type of person to like sitcoms (though it's not a sitcom, but the humor is kind of like that) and of course, vulgarity. And be willing to put up with some cheese at times.

Here it is!

The post with the pictures! Mostly dorm pictures, nothing too fun. Anyway, I have been thinking about what I said about real restaurant anxiety and have concluded that I probably feel the way I do because we have only met each other twice. Chili's is something you do when you've run out of ideas, or when you see someone often and there's nothing better to do. Maybe New Orleans has just spoiled me.

Still, no pictures. Please do not unfollow me because of this.

I rarely do this, but yes, that title was obviously meant to be ironic. Because I definitely do not have any followers, and therefore, I don't care about the promises I've made. However, I have received my first comment ever! It is a short comment from Fickle Cattle. Tonight, I went to Chili's with a guy. Yes, Chili's. No, not Taco Bell, Chili's. A real restaurant. You can only guess that I felt like an uncivilized cavewoman who didn't know how to use a fork. A real restaurant? What was he thinking?!
emily waht is your problem you need to grow up, thats really nice.
I know.

I think maybe I just wasn't mentally ready for this.

More College

Ok, no pictures yet, but only because I had to go home to get my memory card adapter for my phone's really fucking small memory card that could easily be lost if I even try to remove it for any reason. Small updates include that I was almost hit by a car, the Math teacher barely knows his shit, and I learned one new word in German today, which is appointment: "vereinbarung".

College

It's college guys. Ok, where to start?
start with the dorms!1
Ok. I sure will. First of all, they're really nice. Except for this one thing. The internet is shit.
omg emily how are you doing the post??/?
It's on a little bit sometimes, but very rarely can I be online for more than a few minutes.
In other news, Shweta girl (I can't even remember if that's how to spell her name and I can't even look on facebook because no internet >C) seems very secretive, and I have never met her friend in room C. However, my roommate who I will tag as Roommate, is like a better version of Lena. That could be perceived as somewhat of an insult, but actually, I don't mean it that way. She looks sort of like her and seems to sort of have the passive attitude that Lena did. Pictures to come soon.

I need an adventure that isn't thwarted by important plans for the next day.

Screw the dentist. Screw paying tuition, buying crappy dorm items, going to the Insectarium (I don't really mean it Insectarium, forgive me!) and everything else I always have to do the next day after the night when, apparently, an adventure was meant to take place. I haven't had a good adventure in WAY too long, and I am the adventurous type. Every day, I'm like "Hey guys, let's go exercise!" and they're always like "Not today because blah blah blah blahblalbbalabla" (the reason doesn't matter anymore because obviously no one is ever going to exercise with me.)

It's not like I'm a really health conscious person or anything. Most of the time, I don't really give a shit either way. Just, somewhere deep inside me, I think that if we go biking together, my friend and I, we might stumble on something really fucking amazing and then think, It's so great that we decided to do this today!

And then our friendship would be cemented by this that just happened. I always think that if we go walking or wandering in any sort of manner, there is a chance we could have an adventure right then and there. But no, adventures happen around everyone else's schedule except for mine, even though I have a car. It's probably because I don't have a job that I'm not the dictator of adventure time, but that is in no way my fault. Not this summer. I have literally applied to somewhere around 150 jobs at least. Guess how many callbacks I got? None. Guess how many emails back I got? One, and it just had some questions in it. Want to see them? Yes you do. Because perhaps someone out there is having as much trouble as me.

1. Where was your last place of employment and can you provide a work
reference that will be called?
2. How long did you work for your last employer and why did you leave?
3. Honestly, how do you feel about working outside in the heat and the
cold? Honestly because you need to be able to do this, no inside
positions.
4. What would you do if an adult came up to you and tried to talk you
into letting their kid get on a ride that they were not tall enough to
ride?
5. We have special events on many Friday and Saturday nights, are you
able to work double shifts?
6. What other hobbies and interests do you have or participate in other
than school and work?
7. Do you want to work for extra money or do you NEED to work to pay
bills?

Ok, so these are totally valid questions, and here are my answers:

1. I have not been employed before but have lots of volunteer experience.
2.n/a
3. Working outside won't be difficult for me. One of my volunteer jobs was doing construction and I was outside all day regardless of the temperature.
4. I would tell them that it is unsafe to let a child ride something that they're not tall enough for.
5. Yes, I am able to work double shifts on Fridays and Saturdays if I need to.
6. I like the internet, biking, film, and going to theme parks. I am also interested in insects and other invertebrates.
7. I am starting college in two weeks, and this semester I did not need to take out any student loans, but if I don't get a job by next semester I will have to borrow money. Also, I am about to move into a dorm, which I will likely have to pay for by myself.
Thank you for considering me for this position.
-Emily Sebastian

So, guys, WHAT THE HELL DID I DO WRONG. I was completely honest and I am clearly a capable worker who deserves the job. Was I too show offy? No, or anyway, I don't think so. In fact, my best guess would be this little detail right here, my answer to number six.

6. I like the internet, biking, film, and going to theme parks. I am also interested in insects and other invertebrates.

She likes insects and other invertebrates???? Unheard of!!!
Sorry for the excessive use of question marks and caps. I am just really fucking angry that this might be the reason I didn't get this job.
I mean additionally, she said computers, biking, film? Film spells arrogance, and we can't have arrogant workers. And going to theme parks?? What a suck up.

I know this all sounds really paranoid, but remember, ONE EMAIL BACK ALL SUMMER. Only one, and this was it. It never even got to a personal level at all. That, and I am always afraid people judge me as arrogant because I'm a film major just because a lot of us are really really fucking arrogant.

This post is really rambly. I guess it can be over now.

Update: The celebrity face matcher thing says I look like Susan Sarandon!

MyHeritage: Celebrity Morph - Family history - Antique photos

Why am I awake right now?

All you internet people are like

pshhh emily its not even 12:30 yet, it has only been even smonday for 20 minutes.

And then I say, no internet people, it is late. It is possible for an hour before 4 am to be late, and staying awake until this hour every night/morning is probably the cause of your constant typos.

sothen go to sleep, why are you awake if you can't handle it?

Meh.

General internet commentator, please consider getting more sleep. Those were some really strange typos just now.

Here is a picture of my minifridge. It's the good kind with a separate freezer, so that it won't become covered in ice. Looks like this except there's a huge dent in the bottom. It works fine, but the dent took $30 off the price in Target :D


Okay, goodnight guys.

Two Posts IN ONE DAY?!?!?!

Not a tremendous feat for me, seeing as I do nothing all day. I must be some type of wizard! But no. It was easy, and Allie Brosh, you supposedly also do nothing all day. Or you spend all your time guilting yourself for not doing things, all day. Anyway, I guess it's not a miracle that I'm more productive than you, seeing as I think you defined yourself once as being someone who can't contribute to society. That's ok though, we're still friends. Actually, no we're not, but only because I've never talked to you.

Enough of that. This is what I wanted to post, since it was originally a comment on facebook but I didn't want it to get lost in time out there in the net. And, yes, there is a reason I talked about Allie Brosh so much in the last paragraph. It is because my commentary was on a paragraph from her blog.

"I have never been very comfortable relating to other girls. It's kind of like if I was raised by wolves and then re-introduced to society and I kind of made a successful transition because I didn't die or maul anyone, but I definitely missed out on the development of some pretty crucial social skills, like gossiping and being damningly judgmental about nearly everything. Being around most other girls makes me feel like I'm a cave man who has come back to modern times and now must try to learn how to pee into a toilet and fit in with all the cool kids at school. Like Encino Man. Relating to other girls makes me feel like I am Encino Man." - Allie Brosh

When people (girls, whoever) get emotional, I don't know what to do with myself, especially when I actually like that person. I usually end up inadvertently hurting their feelings somehow, happens all the time, happened at NOCCA, happened at Ben Franklin, it'll probably happen again :c I am very insensitive, and if anything, that could be the only "socially awkward" thing about me.

Anyway, I in no way meant to put myself down or anything like that. I'm saying I don't mesh well with most randomly selected girls who, for example, tyyypee liek thissss.

Twilight in Baton Rouge?!?!?!

Well really, I don't give a fuck.
I just thought it was silly that Twilight was on the list my dad gave me of film jobs to try and get. I'm not even really sure about what the fourth one is called, but I would have tried, however, most of the hiring was done in July and I'm not about to drive all the way over there now.
My only video update is that I've seen Dead Like Me season one again. I caught a marathon when I was 15 and was convinced that show was the best thing ever made. Now, seeing it again, some aspects seem goofy. What's the point of gravelings? What's the point of this elaborate system when things could just happen as a result of genuine mistakes? But, I still liked it.

Silly Dad

I had to stay at my Dad's house all day because he had a motorcycle accident and he needed help. About now, you'd be feeling sorry for me, but you're not because the title to this post is "Silly Dad". Let me explain why. It is because my Dad was going about 3 mph. He turned the corner onto his own street. And then, he slipped on a pile of dirt a few inches high.


His whole leg is purple D: