Customer Service

I've worked at Mcdonald's and now I've been working at a salon doing hair and let me tell you, rude customers are everywhere. 
Do you know how many Mcdonald's employees are actually scared of the McRib? I remember when I was working there and the McRib came back, the first thing all of the employees started saying was "Oh God just wait until it leaves again." Because they knew the ass chewing they were about to get when it happened. I'm sorry you want your McRib but it's not my fault that it's now gone.
Another day I was working, there were two other people working. Me, doing everything in the front, A coworker making all the food, and a manager, trying to do her duties in the back. We were pretty well slammed too. Well, one guy thought his food was taking too long since the guy building the sandwichs was also trying to cook everything at the same time while I'm bagging other orders and taking orders. So I get him his food maybe two minutes later and he's not happy. I apologize and try and explain the situation and he throws the burger at the wall and leaves. Not really sure what he accomplished there. Cool, now you're out all that time, out your money because we're not refunding that, and you're still hungry. Good job bro.

Another thing, if you ask for something in the pull forward section of the drive-thru, please just don't come back to that place. You've had three other chances to ask. At the pay window, the drive-thru window when you get there, and when they ask you to pull forward. If you ask as I'm bringing you your food, you're not getting it. Especially if we're busy or it's cold as shit. I'm not allowed to wear an actual jacket back there mind you, because it "has to be black" and I don't have the $50 to buy me a brand new heavy coat, in black. And if it's just busy, I'm gonna get my ass chewed out for going back outside because they need me in there. I'm just not doing it. It's not worth it to me. You don't even tip me, and even for those few nice people that do tip us, there's only a slight chance we'll be able to keep it.
Fun fact: Mcdonald's employees are supposed to give their tips up into the Ronald McDonald house charity.
You're telling me, I'm working my ass off for minimum wage, begging for less than 40 hours a week, the maximum I'm legally allowed to be scheduled without my permission, and now I can't keep a tip if someone decides to give me one? That's a rule you can shove up your rich ass for all I care.

Then there are just the stupid customers that just don't listen I guess.
Customer: "I'd like a child's happy meal."
Me: "Hamburger, cheeseburger, or nuggets?"
C: "Yes."
Me: ??????

Or, one of my favorites.
C: "I'd like a (Insert sandwich here)(I forgot exactly what he ordered)
Manager: "Would you like Beef, grilled chicken, or crispy chicken?"
C: "I'd like meat."
M: "Sir, they're all meat."
C: "I want meat!"
M: ??? "Uhhh..." *Clicks random button* "Beef it is."

What are we going to do about it though? There's always going to be stupid, unruly people wherever you go, I guess.

Hair in college

This blog I started back in high school due to a forced school project, and now here I am in college (Yes, really!) and still try and update this thing. I kinda suck at updating, but I try. But here's a rant about college.

First off, I'm in cosmetology. Let me tell you if you hated high school drama, cosmetology is not the choice for you. It's a whole building full of nothing but women and there's nothing there to stop the drama from unraveling. But all that aside it's pretty fun.

I've been at college for three months now. I started January 8th and I'm already out on the floor. Today I also started learning to cut hair. So here next week if you want to get a haircut by someone who's never actually cut a real person's hair, I'm your gal.

This is only a year-long course though. 1,500 hours and you’re done. Yet there are still girls who take so much longer to do it. And simply because they don’t show up! That literally like the kids who are in their senior year and drop out. Like what is the point. Show up for a few more days and it’s over. But now you’re adding on $12,000 to piss away because you don’t show up. And there’s always the “Important things are happening in my home.” or just “A lot is going on. Well if so much is going on, especially the new people that just signed up, why bother. If your life is that busy what made you think it was the time to add more on top of your plate? If you’re struggling, adding more things to do WILL NOT help. But if you have the time and money cosmetology is such a fun thing to do and has such a payoff if you really enjoy what you’re doing. But that’s a pretty good general rule no matter what you’re doing.

'Murca

It's been a long time since I published on here, but a lot has happened in my life these past few months and something's been telling me to come back here. I've been homeless these past few days and have been hoping, on the edge of my seat, that the trailer we applied for a few days ago will become ours. Thank's Washington. I could know today if your birthday didn't have to be some excuse to close all government buildings for a day when us normal people still have to work our asses off for you guys who want to come here on your extra vacation day. Don't you already have EVERY Sunday? And Easter, and Christmas, and so on. But whatever. Yeah take your extra day while all the rest of us wait to try and appease you into giving us some help.
We begged at the police for two days to help us gather our things. We were stranded without a toothbrush, a comb, or even a change of undies. But they couldn't do anything. So we just took care of it ourselves, whatever. We waited at the social security office for an hour to not even get a hello. We went to the office not even a week earlier to try and get help then, but it was already closed because Feb. 12 is Lincoln's Birthday. And it's closed today for Washington's. ISN'T THAT THE POINT OF PRESIDENTS DAY? SO IT'S NOT CLOSED ALL THE TIME FOR THE PRESIDENT'S BIRTHDAY? And these guys get all kinds of benefits? What about us Average Joe that work 6 days a week, anywhere from 4 hours to upwards of 10? I would have to beg for less than 40 hours. 40 HOURS IS THE MAX YOU ARE SUPPOSED TO BE SCHEDULED UNLESS YOU TELL THEM YOU WANT MORE. And I still would have to beg. There's several other people who say they're lucky to get a day off every two weeks. Otherwise they're working 7 days out of the week. McDonald's managers are basically on call 24/7. I've seen managers here go home, to be called back in 8 hours later. I watched one employee who basically used to live here because he wanted hours and McDonald's was more than ready to take advantage of that.
I've been 18 for a month. Not even and I'm already taking on full responsibility as an adult. I'm starting at rock bottom. It doesn't feel impossible, but this is hard. If I hadn't of pulled out a loan, I think this would be impossible. So as a kid, trying to start off, I have to ask, why is America so interested in paying for everything except something that will actually help? We need help making the home market something affordable. Health care. Why do we have to sell an arm and a leg in order to fix our mind? Why do we have to give up our sight in order to hear? Why do we have to give up our home in order to get health care, or give up health care in order to have a home? 
It's been 18 years of my life and I used to ask myself, is there a such thing as a happy childhood? Not much has changed other than childhood became adulthood. Does life get better for us common folk?
Is this really life? I spend my whole childhood begging God for a friend that I never got. Now I've got my only friend, my fiance, but I'm just begging for a home right now. Is that how I'm gonna be for a while? What will be next? What happens next?

Amber's Adventures part 4

What if Spiderman's superpower was shooting actual spiders out of his hands instead of just webs?

Is the "ee" in pee silent?

When Paul Walker goes to Vin Diesel's house party in Fast And Furious 1, they're playing "I Got Hoes" by Ludacris on the stereo. But in 2 Fast 2 Furious Ludacris appears as a street racer named Tej Parker. So in the Fast and Furious universe who sang, I got hoes? Was it Tej? Was it Ludacris? Does Ludacris exist? And if not what happened to the hoes? Who got them now? Are the hoes okay?

If you play Mario backward it's about a guy who leaves his wife and everything starts getting easier.

I want Terry Crews and Vin Diesel to do a buddy cop movie where they are both secret nerds, but don't want the other to know. Like Vin Diesel plays D and D on the weekend and Terry Crews likes to create epic crossover fan art. Somehow they have to work undercover at Comic-Con. I also want Daniel Radcliffe to be the main villain, playing as Elijah Wood, and Elijah Wood to be the evil sidekick playing Daniel Radcliffe.

School macaroni. It's bland and spicy all at the same time. Which is everything macaroni is not supposed to be.

"Michele, your penis is making me uncomfortable."

If you wear your sock inside out, technically the entire world is wearing your sock, except you.



Oney: Makes us spend the entire class period drawing a picture of him for his birthday.
Oney: sits in the front of the class, posing.

Draven: Speaking of Jesus, Have you guys watched the Walking Dead?

Why Sorcery Works

Everything You Ever Wanted to Know About Sorcery, but Were Afraid to Ask

By Arlene J. Fitzgerald; 1973, Manor Books

PAGES 41 - 45

(section concerning Anton LaVey and the Church of Satan)

A phenomenon among occultists is Anton Szandor LaVey, doctor of Satanic Theology and High Priest of the First Church of Satan. It has become fairly obvious in recent years that LaVey is leader of the Satanist pack, both in this country and abroad. As one journalist has observed, “The Devil makes good copy,” with the result that LaVey’s face, which bears a striking resemblence to most people’s concept of the “Dark Prince,” has become familiar to virtually every man, woman, and child with access to a newspaper or magazine.

Essentially a witch who practices Black Magic, LaVey has a following of some 10,000 carefully screened disciples who participate in rites featuring nude females as altars and phallic symbols as instruments of benediction. LaVey, who contends that every man has a devil inside, emphasizes in his Satanic Bible that the Satanist realizes only by taking the in initiative can man expect to get what he wants from life. The popular Satanist advises to act on their own behalf instead petitioning God to intercede for them. His premise, that a positive attitude brings results, reads amazingly like similar statements attributed to Christendom’s Dr. Norman Vincent Peale.

Condemning all forms of “white light” action, which include both modern occultism and religions, as hypocritical, Satanists assume a realistic point of view which claims to see man as he is: a goal-striver who is out to get all he can from life for himself. As LaVey puts it, it is no sin to be as greedy as you like! As is the case in both White and Black Magic, it is the end in which it is directed that makes the difference, the White Magic practitioner supposedly infusing his will with love and devotion toward a spiritual ideal, while the will of the sorcerer involved in Black, or Devil Magic, is said to be motivated by feelings of resentment, lust and greed.

”The popular Satanist advises to
act on their own behalf instead petitioning God to intercede…”

It is for this reason that magic is considered by many to be dangerous, not only to the individual who is apt to be carried away by the force of his own power, once he has succeeded in proving himself that he can inflict his will on others in a forceful manner, but becaus the magical formulas, pentacles, spells, incantations anf other rituals which are powered by the individual will can also be directed by the accumulated energy of any who have ever used them in the past.

Accordingly, malicious forces are unleashed and continue to gain in strength as they are re-energized and their power enhanced by each successive use. Such forces are said to be capable of wreaking destruction. The same theory of reinforced power is said by religionists to be behind the beneficent healing forces which cause miraculous cures to occur at consecrated places.

The very sins set forth as “deadly” by the Christian faith have become part of the Satanist’s creed. Envy is viewed by LaVey, as explained in his Satanic Bible, as viewing the possessions of others in a favorable light. Envy and greed are seen by him as the motivating powers that trigger ambition without which there would be very little if any progress toward achieving personal goals.

Gluttony is considered by LaVey to be equally innocuous, since it is merely of eating more than is needed to maintain life. When carried to extremes it serves to trigger yet another sin, pride, which will then motivate the individual so affected to take action in an attempt to regain his appearance and restore his self-respect.

“Satanism is simply being honest,” a feminine devotee has said of the cult. “Brutally honest. But why kid ourselves? Who doesn’t want the best out of life? Aren’t we all basically involved in trying o make our lives as good as is humanly possible. It’s human to want to gain greater control over what we can be and can acquire for ourselves in the way of material possessions. Satanism lets you be human.”

High Priest LaVey writes that his religion is a faith of the flesh. As defined by him, it is a religion that realizes the current needs of man and serves to fill the gap between religion and psychiatry, the former no longer being able of providing enlightened man with the ritualistic ceremonies he needs while psychiatry is said to have robbed man of the wonder and fantasy that was once provided by his religion.

Unlike certain witchcraft ceremonies, Satanist rites are not designed to evoke demons, which LaVey sees as a product of fear since most witches see fit to protect themselves by carrying out their Black Magic while protected by a magic circle.

There is nothing furtive about the Satanist. In fact, every aspect of his religion would appear designed to promote man’s ego. To the dedicated Satanist, the name “Satan” is representative of “a force in nature” and has little to the usual behorned, cloven-hooved, black-coated creature who presented his posterior to receive the kisses of adulation bestowed upon him by early-day practitioners.

…Satan is representative of “a force in nature” and has [no connection to the] cloven-hooved creature…”

Nor are sexual orgies and promiscuity common to LaVey’s brand of Satanism as he explains it in his Satanic Bible, the general concensus being that those who wish to “swing” are free to indulge heir desires, just as any who may prefer to remain chaste may do so with no fear of condemnation. The choice belongs entirely to the individual to be decided by his own tastes and inclinations, with any type of sexual activity that fulfills inividual desires being condoned, so long as it involves no one who does not wish to be a part of it.

On the whole, most of what LaVey has set forth to serve as a guideline to his church members lets them have their cake and eat it, too. Contending that society in the future will be based on “indulgence,” LaVey is quoted by Judith Rascoe in an article appearing in McCall’s, March 1970: “We’ve......established a philosophy that advocates all of what most Americans practice whether they call it Satanism or not.”

At least one of the questions posed by the questionnaire for membership in the First Church of Satan delves into the quality of the petitioner’s sex life. LaVey said that he would prefer those who are actively seeking fun-and-games to do their searching elsewhere. Thus a good qualification for possible acceptance by his group seems to be a well-developed love life that poses no psychological problems.

“If you join the Church of Satan, you will be judged on your individual merits and abilities and nothing else,” LaVey advised a homosexual who queried him via his “Letters To The Devil” column which appeared in National Insider. The homosexual asked if his particular sexual preference would help him to become a better Satanist. “What you do so far as your sex life is concerned is only the affair of yourself and your partner(s).”

It is only when America’s Black Pope delves into the casting of the spells that are an essential part of all magic ceremonies that some serious doubts may begin to take root in the mind fo the observer. Certainly, very few would be apt to object to the use of psychic powers to help bring about a more favorable circumstance in a more or less harmless manner, such as attempting to bring back a recalcitrant husband or lover or restoring health to a loved one.

But what of the death spells designed, as LaVey tells us, to destroy an enemy by proxy? Do they really work? Anton LaVey’s Satanic Church has gained a certain acceptance and even respectability in American society, thanks to his superb sense of timing.

“Somehow the counter-culture was ready for a Satanic Priest, and Anton was ready to present himself Prince of Darkness...” San Francisco journalist, Merla Zellerbach, wrote resently of this modern-day version of Satan incarnate in her Chronicle column. As Mrs. Zellerbach goes on to observe, “Every sucess story has its imitator….”

But as yet, no Black Mass enthusiast has succeeded in posing any serious threat to LaVey in his prominent role as “the Advocates’ Devil.”

From the collection of and transcribed by Draconis Blackthorne.

TDT: Eight of Swords

The Eight of Swords reflects that you feel trapped by your own thoughts and perspectives. The woman in this card is blindfolded and bound, trapping her into thinking that she has no way out. However, if only she could remove the blindfold and change her thinking, she would see that she does indeed have options. So, the Eight of Swords suggests that you need to look at a difficult situation from a new angle. Draw upon your intellectual self and your emotional self to determine the best path forward, one that avoids any possible victimisation or restriction.

The Eight of Swords is often a sign that it is best not to make any important decisions at this point because your thinking has been limited and constrained by self-imposed boundaries. You are struggling to see a situation for what it is and have been lead to believe certain things that may or may not be true. There are choices available but first you must be within the right mindset to know which option to choose. This means releasing the bindings and the blindfold to see the situation from a different, less imposing angle. There may also be too many ideas running through your head, thus it is best to wait until you feel more secure and certain about a situation before making important decisions and taking action.

The woman in the Eight of Swords is often seen as powerless. She has surrendered her power to an unknown entity, thus rendering herself completely powerless. She has become the victim and is now waiting to be rescued. If you see part of this woman in yourself, then it is imperative you take back your power and personal accountability and open your eyes to the options that lie in front of you. The fact is that you do have options, even if you do not like those options. This is fine, so long as you accept that you do indeed have options and you do not have to be the victim here.

The Eight of Swords portrays a dilemma whereby you are faced with the difficulty of a painful decision and you are at an impasse, uncertain of which way to go. However, what you may not realise is that the decision in the Eight is the result of our own actions. Despite the fact that you have boxed yourself into a corner, there is a way out. The solution is simply to deal with the situation in the most direct yet tactful manner possible, and face your choice with inner strength. It is time to be honest with yourself and others in order to be free of the burden of fear or guilt that is implied with the Eight of Swords.

The Eight of Swords can indicate that your interests will be opposed by other people, and this may create restrictions to what it is you want to achieve. Take back your power and realise that you have options whether others oppose you or not. You do not have to be constrained by their way of thinking or their rules.

Babies and piercings

So I've already made one blog about piercing in the past and I know I've touched on the topic of piercing babies ears once. But I seriously cannot stress enough how much I despise piercing babies ears.

• One, piercing guns are fucking horrible, they can't sanitize them very well at all which should be enough of a reason to wait or at least, just not use a gun ever. not even on yourself.
• Two, a professionally trained piercer usually won't even pierce your baby's ears, because they are PROFESSIONALLY trained and understand the risks. Another reason that should be good enough.
• Three, the ear GROWS as you get older and 9/10 the placement will be off. (Think about putting a tattoo on a baby. When they're skin grows the tattoo will distort)
• Four, they cant consent, if you wouldn't tattoo your baby you shouldn't pierce them. Both are painful, both they won't remember, both are trash to do to a non-consenting human.
• Five, you're letting an UNTRAINED teenager pierce your INFANT. Your small child.
• And six "I GOT THEM DONE AND I'M FINE" welp. Not everyone is you, surprisingly.

Wait until your child wants them done. They are a person. Not an accessory

Story time: This is actually about a toddler, not a baby but anyway. I know of a woman who had a four-year-old who did not want her ears pierced. Well, she didn't agree with that and tried piercing them anyway. She had the bright idea to wait until the child was asleep and attempted to pierce the child's ears herself with a piercing gun. Well, of course, she woke up after the gun was used on one side and was freaking out. (I mean, wouldn't you?) So long story short said toddler has one side of her ears pierced but not the other. 

TDT: Ace of Wands

As with all other Aces, this card is the strongest in its suit. The
Aces are always cradled by the God-Hand. This is the mystical white hand, the hand of the God of the Universe. This hand means that the element featured in the card (in this case, a wand) is going to have the full magnitude of the Creator itself.

Wands are a symbol for creation. The magician uses his wand to breed magic, and make life meaningful with little tools to help him but his own desire.

The Ace of Wands means to just let life takes its course. This card can mean that life is full of new opportunities this day, and you're just anxious to try them all out. This card says you have the potential to breed whatever you want of your life, and it's giving you the power to do so. The God-Hand gives it's strength to this wand, letting you feel inspired, and enthusiastic to see new things arise. The world has many different chances to see new things, experience new people, and make new relationships, and the Ace of Wands lets us know it is now time to start working on these things, for now is the best chance they have to manifest.

Today, you might be feeling a "break-through". Some threshold has been lifted, and you can continue. Maybe life has been difficult lately, and you just can't seem to get things right. Well, now today it is your chance to change that.

Ask Me If I Give A Fuck...

 Mercury

Ask me if I give a fuck about a clique, aye
Ask me if I give a fuck about a diss, yuh
Ask me if I give a fuck about fame, yuh
Recently I just don't give a fuck about a thing, yuh
Ask me if I give a fuck about a diss, aye
Ask me if I give a fuck about a clique, yuh
Ask me if I give a fuck about fame, yuh
Recently I just don't give a fuck about a thing, yuh

I just decided by the grace of the god Poseidon
That you're so dead to me I dug a hole for you to lie in
I'm sick and disowning
All the moments
And the key components
That led me to follow hollow promises from empty monads
It's 11 degrees and I can see my breath so I know I'm breathing
But I got no pulse I swear to Thelema my heart ain't beating
I better get back to the black hole sun
Leaving my gun
I don't need it for this one I'm
Finding the silver lining and I'm mining for hope
Trying to keep my wrists closed

You are toxic
My blood, your lips
You are toxic
My blood, your lips

- Mercury, By: Ghostemane

Alright so this guy is probably the only rapper I can stomach listening to because his stuff is so hard.
Not only does his music contain occult ideologies, but his lyrics are hateful, and looking down.

1000 Rounds

[Pouya]
Bullets fly, legs buckle, bodies pile to the sky
1000 rounds will lay you down, we got enough to go around
You fuck with me, yuh (you fuck with me)
Yuh, I pull up and make it a scene (I pull up and make it a scene)
Yuh, yuh, I pull up and bust out the beam (I pull up and bust out)
Bullets fly, legs buckle, bodies pile to the sky
1000 rounds will lay you down, we got enough to go around
You fuck with me, yuh (you fuck with me)
Yuh, I pull up and make it a scene (I pull up and make it a scene)
Yuh, yuh, I pull up and bust out the beam (I pull up and bust out)
[Ghostemane]
Throw another one up in the grave, I don't need an AK
But a double sided blade in the main vein
Watching you leak like a broken pipe
I'm the soft-spoken type but when I channel the archetype
I cannot speak, only dig deep
Into abysmal depression to find what I cannot unsee
I'm a fiend for the Secrets of Alchemy
Calculate everything, reincarnated Crowley
Fuck the fame, fuck the drugs, I'm on cloud 9
I meditate, fuck Lavey, you're so fake divine
I'll bring you back to life to shoot you in your fucking face
The Black Mage, flip the page while I burn sage

Ok so here's another golden example. This song is about the recent Florida shooting. This guy doesn't really make any sense talking about "fuck lavey" because if he has these views, I don't know how he managed to not like the ingenious Anton Szandor Lavey. Either way, this guy has some tough lyrics. My favorite songs of his are pretty depressed and satanic in the lyrics, but the music actually appeals to me and I strictly only listen to heavy metal.

Maybe it's the screaming he implements into the songs.
Maybe it's the lyrics,
But something about this shit just can't stay out of my headphones.

Andromeda
I don't really want no weed (Hell yeah)
I don't really want no friends (Hell yeah)
I don't really need no whip (Hell yeah)
I don't really want no ends (Hell yeah)
I don't really want no weed (Hell yeah)
I don't really want no friends (Hell yeah)
I don't really need no whip (Hell yeah)
I don't really want no ends (Hell yeah)

I don't really want no bitch (Hell yeah)
I don't really want no top (Hell yeah)
I don't really want no hope (Paah)
I don't really want no hoe (Hell yeah)

I don't really want no life (Hell yeah)
I don't even really wanna die (Hell yeah)
I don't really wanna do shit, bitch
World got me down and I wanna just quit (Hell yeah)
I don't wanna play no shows (Hell yeah)
I don't wanna make no clothes (Hell yeah)
I don't wanna write you a verse (Bitch, yeah)
I don't wanna talk no more

I don't really want no weed (Hell yeah)
I don't really want no friends (Hell yeah)
I don't really need no whip (Hell yeah)
I don't really want no ends (Hell yeah)
I don't really want no weed (Hell yeah)
I don't really want no friends (Hell yeah)
I don't really need no whip (Hell yeah)
I don't really want no ends (Hell yeah)

TDT: Five of Pentacles

Today we drew the Five of Pentacles. This card is a symbol of loss, and poverty. You have failed in some way. You did not meet life's standards, or you made some mistake along the way, and now it's your turn to suffer through the consequences. You are not being spited by life, you are seeing the grand Cause and Effect of the supernatural world. You have made your cause somewhere in the past, and now you're living your effect. Hard times are ahead. You will be without money, and it won't be easy, but you can survive.

This card is not just one of financial loss, but of poverty as a whole. You are poor this day. You are weak. Emotionally drained, physically exhausted, financially ruined, you are struggling. This card can indicate unemployment too, as that is directly linked to finances (obviously).

Often, what has caused these financial problems is a matter of your own emotions – greed will lead to loss, anxiety will lead to error, possessiveness will lead to solitude. By focusing on the material, you lose sight of your spiritual development. You may be rich for a while but all will be lost if you learn nothing.

On a deeper level, this can also indicate that you are currently too attached to your money, or material possessions. This card can explain your motives as well as how you got here, and where you're going. Since money often refers to a sense of success, this card can also be linked to a low self-esteem. You may be feeling down on your luck.

It's because you are, the Tarot said so.

The best thing you can do is learn your lesson now, and not repeat it again in the future.

In case you didn't know...

Here's a photo of the man himself just for fun.

I had probably the unbelievable happen to me today. In case one didn't already know, I love Panic! At The Disco. Like I would probably sell my soul to Brendon Urie if he asked me.

So this girl comes up to me in class and has the audacity to ask me if I had listened to Miss Jackson by Panic! At The Disco. First off, bitch who do you think you are? Second off, who do you think I am? So I just kinda look at her and go "What did you seriously just ask me?" Now she looks dumbfounded.

Now from this point two or three other students are looking at her like she's retarded, and even the teacher jumps in and is like "Seriously, what were you thinking?" Because if you know me, you do not ask me if I have heard a Panic! song. You just assume.

On top of this, this wasn't even her first offense of the day on the "irking me" scale. She's wearing this The 1975 shirt and first off, that's just a terrible band. Second, this shirt has the font style of like Chelsea Grin. So I'm sitting here for a solid 10 minutes just kinda assuming that it's a Chelsea Grin shirt. I mean either way, they're both terrible bands so it doesn't really matter. But like looking at this shirt, you're gonna think you're looking at some heavy metal rock band, not some shitty guy whining into a mic...

Anyway, after a few minutes she yells out, "Hey, I just found the band of the shirt I'm wearing!" And then proceeds to saying she didn't even know it was a band before that day. She starts listening and I'm like "Don't bother, it's shitty." To which she says it's the best band she's ever heard, so Strike 3 and you're out.

Panic! At The Disco fun fact, Ryan Ross, Brent Wilson, and Spencer Smith originally created a band called Pet Salamander, then Summerleague Rock. Not until Brendon Urie joined did they become Panic! at the Disco.

The Cult of Tristan

Today we're gonna learn about the Occult boys and girls.


This sounds sorta frightening, with all the "lethal koolaid" and group suicide, but that's more of a genuine cult than the actual Occult.

The Occult is more of a blueprint to religion. Not even really religion, because it doesn't replace the belief system (in all cases) it just gives the believer a larger toolbox for contacting their respected God, whoever that may be.

The Occult believes that with the use of ceremonial magick, ritual magick, candles, various tools and weapons, intense prayer/ meditation, and psychic abilities (in depth meditation, "feeling the mood", intuition, knowing you're right) to either contact the chosen deity, or evoke their presence into your life for manifestation.

This sounds like nonsense, but let me explain.

When you pray to Jesus, or Allah, or any other god, you put forth an energy of desire. You obviously want something to happen, and you expect a result, otherwise you wouldn't be praying, right? So, you take that energy, that feeling in your heart and in your head that something in your life is deeply wrong, and needs spiritual help, and you focus it. You make your problem into a single picture, something you can focus on. And then you do the exact same with the solution. Narrow down exactly what it is you want to happen. Some undeniable proof that what you have tried to accomplish has been accomplished.

You take that energy, and you focus it into the picture of the solution, after meditating on the actual problem at hand for some time. Now, you simply find a spell or ritual that you are capable of performing, and focus that energy in your solution into the ritual or spell. Make that ritual or spell your new prayer, as you give your problem and desired solution over to the deity you want to evoke.

Visualization is key. The single trick to magick and witchcraft is to employ tools and items to empower your spell or ritual. These are not literal items of power, like a glowing magic wand, or a pointed hat with stars all over it, or a broomstick to fly on. These items are a wand you've carved from a certain type of wood and meditated on; a candle you've carved a name into, and anointed with oil; or a poppet with someones hair in it, or their ring. These items are items that your brain can understand and comprehend as relevant to your ritual.

When you pray to Jesus, is the prayer not stronger when kneeling in a church before a giant cross? When you curse someone, is it not more powerful with a "Voodoo Doll" of the target, with a giant nail through the heart, and brain?

Symbolism. Witchcraft is a poetry of religion. It's a central hub for people of all traditions, followings, covens, paths, and worships to harness the power of the earth to strengthen their connections with the God they wish to commune with.

Sports

So the biggest waste of time and money has to be professional sports. Who the actual fuck cares about sports? "Oh, I am a male who will make fun of someone being gay but I like to watch other men play with balls and tackle men to the ground." Like okay Jeff, listen here, what you just watched is way gayer then the actual gay porn I've heard of Billy over there watching. You have no room to be homophobic here.

Anyway, it's dumb we pay a few guys millions of dollars to give themselves concussions for us to watch for a few years, while the rest of us will never make a million dollars in our whole lives for actually working hard and contributing to society for the rest of our lives. 

How about instead of watching these guys play a sport, you go outside and work off that beer gut of yours? Yeah, I'm talking to you, Jeff. I don't think you've done any physical activity in like three years and you don't even go to your kids' ball games, but unless God himself intervenes, you are not going to miss the Super Bowl.
Like I watch youtubers play video games so I get the idea of just wanting to watch, and not actually play. But they should be treated as youtubers... You can watch them, and they make a little money from ads and such, but you aren't gonna break millions (Unless you're Pewdiepie... or actully good....) and more than likely you're going to have to have a side job too. That whole thing of making enough money to comfortably live the rest of your life and never having to work is kind of ridiculous.... "Yay! You turned yourself into a vegtable! Here's 3 million dollars!"
Stop being lazy fucks. Thanks. 

Doki Doki Literature Club

Warning: May contain graphic content and talk of graphic content. 

Well, I haven't done a Get It Out There Friday in a while so why not start again with literally the best thing ever that I've seen in a long while.

Doki Doki Literature Club

I absolutely adore this game. This is the best game (Or I think technically it's called a visual novel) that I have seen in a long time. (Beyond Two Souls is my number one favorite game.) But DDLC (Doki Doki Literature Club) is a very close second of mine. 

There's so much to this game to explore it would take me forever to explain it all, and a lot of people probably already know the main stuff about it, so let's get a little more in detail. 

It's a cutesy dating type game where you have to pick your favorite girl, blah, blah, blah. Then the twist. It's a horror game. Most people don't believe it at first, but it's easy to tell after a minute. 

Now this game is unlike any other game I've ever played. The files of this game actually delete themselves as you play. And if you chose certain paths sometimes secret files can be added in. This makes it very important you keep the file manager open while you play the game. Doing this you'll unlock easter egg after easter egg. And this game is terrifying. I've seen people play it and the game actually knows information about you that you do not give it! (This is more found in mods) I don't want to get to into this, or else I'd be typing for the next ten years so I'm just going to move on to the girls. 

Natsuki: Natsuki is my personal favorite. I mean just look at her. She's pink and cute and petite and just the one I identify with closest. Shes very much a tsundere type which I like compared to the yandere type that Monkia and Yuri are more of. I'm not really sure what Sayori would be referred to. I'm a little bit of a weeb, but not enough to actually... know about this stuff. Sorry guys. Feel free to educate me (If it's done nicely) But just everything about her character I find pleasing and enjoyable. Every time screen time with her ends, I'm left wishing there was more.

Sayori: Sayori was my favorite character in the beginning. She's pretty happy and just a fun character in general. But as the game went on I still like Sayori's character and still do, but Natsuki was just so much more appealing to me.

 There's a theory behind Sayori's death that I'm also going to add in. Most people who know all that much about DDLC have probably already heard it but I'm adding it anyway. 

When you hang yourself you're supposed to start high and then jump so then you break your neck on the way down and don't suffer and suffocate. Sayori, being her usual clumsy self just steps off a chair or whatever and suffocates herself. That's why you'll notice her bloody hands. Some say she changes her mind since it was Monika that drove her to kill herself in the first place and others say it was just human instinct to stay alive, but she starts clawing at the rope trying to survive. (I myself like to go with the "She changed her mind" route.)

Yuri: Yuri wasn't really all that much to me. I never really liked her all that much, but I definitely didn't dislike her either. Monika is the only one I actually dislike and even her I like at least a little. But she's kinda creepy and into that horror stuff which I did like about the character. She adds a lot of foreshadowing to the game and a big piece of development to the game. I guess the main part that made me kinda dislike her was when the cutting part was introduced. It seemed a bit too obvious and most of the game isn't quite as in your face like that. Not only that but I mean, it hit a little close to home lol. I guess that is why Dan put in all of those warnings at the beginning of the game, so I'm not upset or nothing. But anyway, a still have a bit of dislike towards the character.

Monika: Everything about Monika's character was made to make you uncomfortable and seem out of place. If you notice she's the only character whose name doesn't end with an I. Also she's not even wearing the same uniform as the other three girls. Team Savato was very tricky in this. If you notice on the main screen you can't see much of her legs... Well, she doesn't have the same knee white socks that the other three have. She wears thigh high black socks.
Monika is very sneaky and conniving so I do like her character qualities. She's very smart and is obviously very good at getting what she wants without getting caught. She does it slowly and from far enough away that no one really suspects her. (Let's be honest how many of us actually guessed Monika was behind the scenes of everything before our first run through of the game was finished?) To be honest I believe Monika might be on to be Tristan's (our other lovely publisher) favorite character once he actually finishes watching the game.(As of most recently he told me Yuri, which I assumed would be his first favorite character. Like how mine changed from Sayori to Natsuki)

Anyway, that's all I have to say about DDLC for now.

What is love? Baby don't hurt me, Don't hurt me, No more

Here's a little something special just for you. (you know who you are)

I was wondering today, exactly why I like being with you. (Figured it out yet?)

I wanted to find answers to these questions that went deeper than "because you make me happy" or "because you're pretty". Those work, but, I could also ask "why do you make me happy?" and "why do I find you pretty?" (don't tell me you don't know I'm talking to you...)

It's true, you make me very happy. But I think that's because you're the first one to say "I love you" and it sound like an actual emotion. It's like the title to a book. The title can say a whole lot, hell, it can some up pretty much everything in some cases. However, you could be a literary wizard and still be missing the point to this "love" thing, even with the title, the back of the book, the prologue, the forward, or even the after notes. You can understand everything about love until you feel it for the first time, and then all of a sudden,

It's like it doesn't mean anything at all?

I was so lost, and confused. It didn't make any sense to me. I thought love was going to be all these warm, fluffy, complicated emotions. But it's not. Love isn't those things at all.

At least, not directly.

Love is the confusion. Love is the desire to find out why you feel these peculiar things. Love isn't fucking stationary, and I dare you to try and prove me wrong.

Death is the only thing that stands still, because when we die, we obviously can't move. Now, one might argue that Life is the opposition to Death, but I still beg to differ.

Love is the direct opposition of death and this is because love is the undeniable evidence that something strong, and powerful is occuring inside you.

Death is the very literal opposite, right? So, if death is the opposite of Love, why would we stand to think that Love isn't the opposite of death, and that Life is?

Anyway, to my point.

Love is the process of feeling such an emotional response from something, that you just simply don't understand why you feel that way. Love is the conglomerate product of intense passion, desire, lust, and then most importantly, the sheer,
long,
frustrating,
confusion as to why the hell you feel like this.

I was wondering why I "love" you, and I came to an answer.

There is no answer.

I don't need one, even if it's out there.

Love isn't something to be understood, the entire point of this is that it's an emotion beyond rationalization, and one I proudly wear on my sleeve anymore.

Exploring your emotions isn't a bad thing, it's very healthy, and honestly you're probably stupid for not trying to explore them. But in regards to love specifically, don't expect to get very far. If you have quick answers to the things you feel, they aren't very great.

Can man describe the love and mercy of God? I'd wager that they couldn't, or they'd wind up saying "it's complicated...", "it's hard to explain...", or even "it's beyond an explanation." but that just reignites the fire of my point I'm here to establish.

If something is truly magnificent, it cannot be described.
And if you truly love it's perplexing beauty, you won't care that you can't understand it.

I Love You,
Amber.

Car Horns and Parking Lots...

I don't understand this.

Do people do it in other schools? Other states? Is this a new national phenomena?

I get to school sorta early of the mornings, right? I drive myself, like a grown ass man, to a school, of people I wish were grown ass men, to listen to the *BOOP BOOP BOOP BOOP BOOP BOOP BOOP BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP!!!!!!!* of like 5-9 alternating car horns. They ring in unison. It's like hearing a bomb go off, you can feel the anticipation boil in your skin.

It's like an automobile morse code. One person will slam on their horn for no reason whatsoever, and then seconds later, the whole pack of cars is wild, and angry, "boop"ing and "beep"ing to the tune of the Car Mother. These morons just spam the horn, making a symphony of sing sweet shit for us all normal people to listen to, and endure.
There is no rhyme.
There is no reason.
There is only the BOOP...
This is probably the single most infuriating thing for me to sit through. Don't get me wrong, me and the girl participate, but I fail to see why we so consistently have to blast our car horns. I mean, don't get me wrong, I have no problem following the pack of people, and doing as I see others doing,
But I'm not the first one to do it. I mean, Who honestly sits there in their car and thinks, this would sound prettier with like 45 cars just going fucking nuts right now.
But,
Nevertheless,
That guy still sits in the parking lot every morning.
What if he doesn't go to school here?
What if it's some guy waiting for his shift to start across the street and his favorite activity is to hype up a bunch of highschoolers with car horns?

I don't know who you are,
But I will find you,
And I will kill you.
*insert Liam Neeson*

New Publisher

Hey guys, I just want to let you guys know that I added a new publisher to the blog! So now there's not just one, but two people publishing to the blog and adding posts. Hopefully, that'll mean that there will be more posts coming your way in the future and it won't be as empty as it had been for the past couple months.

Actual photo of your two lovely publishers. 

We're in love

Hair

I genuinely get so annoyed when people don't brush their hair. Like, when people walk around with just a complete mess and just put it up in a bun just because they don't feel like brushing it. Like what even is the point? If you walk around every day and never brush it, what's the point in even having your hair? Why not cut it short? Then you don't have to worry about it and your hair won't be a mess?
Then the new dreads thing has been coming up more and more popular. That hair style is literally the "I haven't brushed my hair in weeks, so I just made it look that way on pupose. And now that it's like this I don't have to wash it either. Win-win." But is it really a win? I'd say not because now you look like you have some messed up roadkill on your head. Congragulations.

Forest Gump

This isn't going to be a Get it out there Friday because come on, it's Forest Gump, almost everyone has seen that movie.
The plot of this movie is absolutely ridiculous. You have a slow man who does basically everything. He goes to war, meets the president twice, goes on a shrimp boat, creates a million dollar company, etc.
Like do you really expect me to believe this man, goes on to spend his whole life in the military, and then go out on a shrimp boat and start catching everything in sight, first try, with no experience? Also, he became a world class ping pong player just from casually playing ping pong for hobby out of boredom. Can you image how pissed off everyone else in the tournaments would be to hear, "oh yeah, that guy just does this for fun, didn't even train". He also met the president not once, but twice, and didn't really give a crap either time. Like I don't care how slow you are, you'd probably have some feelings towards meeting the president. Like for example, if I met Trump right now, I'd probably want to leave immediately. Like as fast as I could. You know what, never mind.
Anyway, my point is in the whole movie Forest does like 10 things that take most people their entire life just to do one of the things is they finish it at all. And trying to tell me he's slow on top of all of that? Yeah, I just can't buy it.
I love the movie, and when I get to the line where he's visiting Jenny's grave I bawl my eyes out just like the rest of the human race but I just can't buy the storyline. Its cool and all, but just not probable.