I'm back!

Holy Moses it's been a long time. It's not my fault though, I swear- my life has been moving at a rapid fire pace. There were like, national holidays, and then my birthday as well. Not to mention the concept of moving residences so soon.

     So yeah, I turned 21 last month. It was so not exciting. I mean, the State of the Union address was going on that very same day, and Valentine's day was two days away so I was surprised people even remembered. It really didn't help that my state ID expired that very same day. I also take medication for my epilepsy so when I do get to drink, this is how I am basically the whole time:

Drinking just makes me tired.

I wish I was interesting.

What is my life?

     Let me start out by saying, I'm sorry it's been forever. I'm a super busy individual these days, and if I took time to blog every time something even slightly interesting happened, I would probably have way longer posts then I would normally. But this time I just couldn't couldn't pass up the chance to expose humanity for how vulgar it really is.
     So everyday after school I spend about forty five minutes at the Mall waiting for my bus. Normally this goes very smoothly, seeing as how I mind my own business and usually talk to my friend J. But sometimes that just doesn't happen, and even though I am minding my own business, writing, listening to music or whatever, once in awhile I'm approached by a complete weirdo. These people just come out of the wood work.
     A couple of days ago I was just writing and waiting for the bus, when a man who called himself "Mr. B" looked at me and said, "Writing huh? That's good, more people should write." already an odd choice of words. So I just nodded my head, and he demanded that I write a poem about him, name it after him. Something I found interesting, was that he was already with a woman. She said something to him in a very low voice, and they headed inside the mall. So I just went back to whatever I was doing. When out of the blue he leans back out the door and demands that I write down his number.
     Obviously, I just pretended to write it down, and so he followed up his demand with the statement, "If you don't call me, you missin' out on some beautiful dick, 'cause that pussy is mine." and disappeared inside. There is much evidence to support that he was a pimp. He kind of just had a dangerous vibe, so I just made fun of him with my friend J after he left.
     Also, why does this happen to me? I mean, I am a fat girl with goodies. But other than than- WHY DOES IT HAPPEN?

Another appointment, yay!

     Two appointments in two days? Wow, that has to be a record. While yesterday was about SSI, to prove that I'm a "person" (whatever that means) and to show them I use it correctly, today's appointment is going to be slightly different. The appointment is going to be at my mom's house. It's going to be about ILS (Independent Living Skills, for those of you who aren't familiar)- and what kind of services I'll get from them exactly.
     Now, I don't have a problem with this exactly, it's just been kind of a long week already. I do have a few questions however. What does ILS entail? Like, cooking and cleaning? Budgeting? What will they do? How will it work? It's very scary for me. Because whenever you hear about Independent Living, it usually involves people with SEVERE disabilities. I'm not chronically enfeebled. At least I don't think so.
     It would also be okay with me if I were a little bit more in the loop, you know what I mean? I do know that housing will be at the top of the list.
     But whatever, I'll let you guys know how it goes and what happened. And maybe let you know how my morning went, because it was a little bit off. Very funny in an unfortunate way. Well, see ya.

Ella

Holla!

     Sorry I've been in hiding for so long. It's just that a lot of things have been happening which I'm not at liberty to speak about on IMVHO. I can tell you however, that they are the end result of things that were my fault in the first place. Because I have extremely bad judgement, sometimes forget that I have bad judgment. Or don't really recognize why something's wrong sometimes. So let's suffice it to say that I'm now suffering a lot of consequences due to my bad judgement.
     In other news, I went to a baseball game. Which turned out to be a lot more fun than I thought it would be. It was a Saints game though, so it's not like MLB or anything. You've probably never even heard of them. I got a lot of pictures, though. And as soon as I figure out how to upload pictures to my computer from my phone I'll put them up.
     A few of the pics included one of me with Chewbacca (you're all jealous, I know), a pig wearing a dress, one of the pig lifting up the back of it's dress, and a whole bunch of fireworks. Oh, did I mention it was sponsored by the MN Atheists? And that they changed the name of the team to the "Aints" for us? Yeah, it was pretty awesome. Well that's it for now, I'll hit you guys up later, it's about time for me to leave.

So, as it turns out...

     I was browsing the internet, and it turns out that I'm a not a great blogger. This isn't really a surprise to me. Nor do I care really; I mean, I'll be the first to admit I'm not excellent at this. I never expected to be. I know I can always get better. My reason for starting IMVHO was not to be terrific or an internet entity. That's not me. I started this blog so I could express opinions and be a happier person. If some people follow along the way, that's awesome. However, I never asked them to. It's their choice.
     What triggered this? Well, as I said I was browsing the internet, and came across an article titled "The Newbie Guide to Blogging".

 http://www.lifehack.org/articles/communication/the-newbie-guide-to-blogging.html

     Of course I don't think the article is catered to ME specifically, I do find the content a little bit... off putting. Not in a criminal way, just in a sort of "know it all" kind of way.
     I wasn't aware there were "rules" to in regards to blogging. I guess I break a lot of them though. I can't remember one time (in my life even) where I used bullet points. Maybe he's catering to more informational or business type blogs? If that's the case, it's not a big issue and I just made myself look like a fool. But otherwise, please specify.

So, I was thinking....

     And when I think, it's a horrible horrible thing. Because the idea I come up with is always dangerous, or really really shitty. Luckily sometimes it's just a "What if?" type of thing. This is one of those times.
     But first, before anything else, I have to apologize for not posting for almost two weeks (I think). I'm not too heartbroken though, it's not like that many people read my blog. I guess I'm just not that interesting. Whatever.
     Anyway, back to my "What if?" idea. Anyway, if you know me, you know that when I like something, I like it a lot. Not only that but about four years ago I was totally obsessed with The Breakfast Club. The characters, the dialogue, the concept, just everything about it. Recently (and quite unexpectedly I might add), the movie resurfaced in the form of web browsing. I was on Youtube, searching for writing inspiration, when BAM! There it was. So, I watched a few clips, and was completely engulfed. After about fourty minutes of watching various quotes and scenes from the movie, I wondered, "Well, what if they did a reboot of it? Except in like, 2012?"
     At first I was like, "Nah..." because reboots usually suck. For example: Fright Night, Conan the Barbarian, Nightmare on Elm Street, Land of the Lost, Pink Panther, Halloween- the list goes on. HOWEVER, there have been a few successful ones. Example, the Batman films, the most recent Planet of the Apes, Casino Royale, and (in my opinion) Psycho. You can see my dilemma... or confusion. Or both. I'm thinking I might do it, because I'm a pretty good writer. However, rewriting something as loved as this 1980s hit would be really difficult. Because I know that if I mess it up, or get the characters wrong, or fuck up in anyway, that I'll never live it down.
     So you can see why I might be a little bit hesitant to this. On the other hand, if it's done well, it could be amazing. It's a huge task to undertake- but I'd be interested to know what a story like that might be like in 2012. Thirty years is a long time people. A lot of things have changed. I'd like to get people's opinion on this. Please let me know what you think.

The Dangers of Blogging

     So yesterday when I got to school I was exhausted and angry because the bus I needed to take decided it wasn't going to be in service. That it wasn't going to work and take me where I needed to be- at least not on time. Whatever though, I was cool, I had my caribou, and all was right with the world as soon as I stepped into that air conditioned homeroom. I got to chill for like, four minutes maybe? I was only half way finished with writing yesterday's post when the summer school coordinator came in and asked me to map out some bus routes  (which we never even used by the way), which was cool. I could do some busy work, the only problem with that? I was already busy. But being a good student and individual, I told her I could tear myself away for a moment to get it done as soon I was done with updating IMVHO. When she asked me, "Are you sure that's a good idea?" or "Is that safe?" or something. I don't remember what her exact words were. But they were distressing.
     I told her that of course it was, I was just blogging. "Yeah, that's what I mean." was her trite reply. After telling her that it was super safe because I didn't even use my real name, she told me, "Well, that's kind of weird. I don't know if that's acceptable either."
     I wanted to ask if she was kidding. Shake some sense into her. But I gave her the benefit of the doubt and chalked it up to her not being very familiar with it. So I went on my merry way and continued the post, and thought all was done with. Not the case.
     If you live anywhere close to St. Paul you know that it rained like, SUPER a lot yesterday. All our plan were changed and instead of going down to Minnehaha falls, we stayed in and partied. Everything was fine, she even decided to sit with me and my friend. I was just sitting there eating my lunch, having a good time, until someone says, "Let's watch Catfish."
     Catfish of course is that movie about that one guy who starts a facebook relationship with what he thinks is a hot 20 something, but turns out to be a lonely woman. In my view, it was a passive agressive way to get me to stop my online activities (good luck). So I went and did something else because I've seen this movie a thousand times. When it was over they called me back in and started a group discussion- about blogging. This lady just had something against it , I don't know what it was. I guess she assumed that since I used a penname for my blog, that I HAD to have had a whole life as that person. She told me pennames was okay for writing, which is what I'm doing- but not for everyday activities. I wanted to shake her. Bringing like, thirteen people into the conversation? Really? If you have something against blogging, or if you take issue with ME blogging, just tell me why. Or that you do. Don't be passive aggressive. Just take me aside and talk to me about it. It doesn't matter that you're wrong, I'll still listen to what you have to say.
     I guess the bottom line is, this is a way for me to cope with stress, if you have a problem with that, I can stop. But you'll have bruised feelings at the end of it. Just a heads up. Oh, and educate yourself before you take issue with something that isn't really a big deal in the scheme of things.