Jesus. Christ.

You know what hurts like a bitch when you get it in your eye? Shampoo that's what. I got some (actually I think it might have been a glob >:( ) in my eye about ten minutes ago and I'm pretty sure that the pain of getting shampoo in your eye is akin to having your eyeball set on fire. Curse you, Pantene and your two-in-one shampoo and conditioner combo that speaks to the lazy person in me who still wants nice hair!

But from this experience I have learned 3 things:

1. I thought I had gotten shampoo in my eyes before. Now I KNOW this is the first time I've ever had shampoo that wasn't for babies in my eyes.

2. Tears... are MAGICAL. I think the burning traumatized my tear ducts at first because it took them awhile to start working and washing the shampoo away. Until then I was standing in the shower trying with no success to open my eye near the cold water. But once the tears started coming the pain dissipated pretty quickly. It still hurts, especially when I turn my eye, but it's more of an itchy pain and at least now I can occasionally open the eye.

3. I keep a very cool head in panicky situations. The pain came really quickly and I kind of just grabbed my eye and tried to get it in the water. Later I was thinking 'Huh... I didn't scream... that's weird...' Stuff like this has happened before and in more extreme circumstances, where I probably should have panicked or something like that, and instead I was kind of like 'Crap. Gotta fix this.' Which is definitely a good thing. Although that said... I can also think of many not emergency or panicky situations that still needed attention where I just sat there and watched things slowly unfold before I finally get off my butt and do something... I guess I'd rather be quick with the important things and slow with the less important stuff than vice versa. I'd like to keep my vision, thank you.

This post is mostly just a reminder that I need to post later. Right now I'm frazzled. And you don't want to see me when I'm frazzled.

PS I switched the template back to see if you guys can post again. I only had the other template so I could have three columns, but I don't need three columns any more. That is a number of column far to extravagant for me right now.

Diversity

Oh yeah! I almost forgot I was going to post about Diversity.


I can't remember how I stumbled upon this dance group, since I don't watch Britain's Got Talent (or American Idol, but if I were to choose, I'd totally go with BGT). This group is almost too good to be true. I won't say too much about them, other than I'm glad they won (no offense to Susan Bole fans; she was good too). You'll just have to watch them to form your own opinions.

And I also say that Perri, the little boy with the awesome hair, is ADORABLE. (The other little boy, Mitchell, is cute too, but I'm a sucker for awesome hair and glasses on little kids).

Watch them!



Also, not to be a total dork, but the opening of their Finale performance (the one that I attached to this post) makes me wonder if they play Pokemon.

Bulletproof

Since I have to stay up until 2:30 tonight, whether I like it or not, I decided to surf the internets for sweet new music and perhaps blog a little. And it turns out I've actually managed to do both (or start both. We'll have to see if this get's posted).


I was in the mood for some Lady GaGa, since I heard Love Game on the radio two days ago and gosh darn it if her disco stick didn't get all kinds of stuck up in my head. So I was watching the video on YouTube, and La Roux's Bulletproof video popped up. I had never heard of the group (which as it turned out is a British electropop outfit) or the song, but figured 'Eh, what the heck?'. And I was pleasantly surprised because I really like the song, and after watching the whole video the singer's crazy British style (if you've seen any La Roux, I think you know what I'm talking about; if not, you're in for a treat) grew on me. 

Anyway, just thought I'd share.

And without further ado: Bulletproof by La Roux. Enjoy

Okay, I think it's time for part three of my Random Ramblings!


So I'm looking into buying a new laptop. I had one basically designed but my dad's doing wh-knows-what and keeps not buying it. I could buy it myself, but he did say he'd get me one and unlike my parents who have jobs, I'm not made of gold. I realize they're not made of gold either, but they have more cash to throw around than I. If I had a picture, I'd post my sister's $300 dollar prom dress that my mom bought her (I think I told you guys that story... If not, my mom bought my sister a $300 prom dress, which she then had to hem and stuff). In comparisson, my dress, shoes and accotrement were only $25. Because I'm awesome.

Yesterday I was doing something on my computer (nothing creepy, I just can't remember what it was-probably something dorky like gaming). Didn't add anything to it, didn't delete anything. Then this morning I turned it on to the Blue Screen of Death. I restarted it in Safe Mode (it told me to) and the same thing happened. CRAP-SICLE.

Now, I wouldn't be THAT unhappy, since my undergrad career is over and I can go ahead and purge my computer of most of its data now anyway. And I wouldn't even be terribly bent out of shape to loose my music, since it is on my iPod and I can use that to put them back on my new computer. But there is, on my computer, a certain folder, which holds certain documents that I VERY MUCH DO NOT WANT TO LOOSE. They're part of an EXTENSIVE on-going project that I have been working on for OVER FOUR YEARS. I got two freakin' degrees out of four years of work, and so help me I will live and these files will live to see their fruitation as well!

But they are not yet to fruitation, so I won't say  what they are. Is your interest peeked? Too bad, still not telling. 

For several days now, I've been thinking about how I need to put them on my flash drive. I have earlier copies of them on it, but I've changed them a lot so they're pretty outdated now. Once I realized that my laptop was dying I was subtly asking my parents if they could get data off the hard drive (and by subtly, I mean directly). Long story short, after much strife, my computer engineer pappy was finally able to hook my hard drive up to his laptop and pull the folder off. YAY!

And it is now safe and secure on an external hard drive. I  can breath a sigh of relief. 

But I can't help but notice the quicidence of my laptop dying right after I spent several hours researching and designing it's replacement. I've got my eye on you, Lappy. Literally, because I'm typing this blog entry on you.

Without further ado, I present the most likely cover of my new laptop. It's for the birds! (Hahaha, I crack myself up):


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