The Confirmation Email of the Century

My current phone has completely passed on, so I decided to get a new one and this time, I can’t think of a siiiingle decent android I’m interested in getting, so I’m just gonna take a risk and try out an iphone. Let’s see how this goes.

Anyways, Abu and I drove out to the store yesterday and they only had the SE in rosegold which is basically a metallic pink to apple and I didn’t want that. We thus had to order the color I did want and when they did that for me at the store, they just said I’d have to confirm through email and then the phone would get shipped to me.

Unsuspecting, I come home, only to find a confirmation email….completely in Spanish. Uhhhh. And I am clearly not versed in that language.

So I then had to call customer care to try and get someone to resend me the email in English or at least tell me the details of my order. Talking to four people later combined with the efforts of google translate, I managed to figure out the details of my order and could actually confirm it. Phew.

But dang, was that a what the hell moment. Why Spanish I don’t understand….

So now my new phone should show up sometime in the coming week. Can’t wait to have a working phone again! ^_^

-Frostie
the magical as hell snowman

A lil’ Story about a Charles and a Miss C

So I finished Paper Towns by John Green yesterday. But thats not what thats about. thats where this BEGAN. So here we go, and only wait to see where we shall end up. Let the way my brain works fascinate and baffle you now.

So Paper Towns. Johh Green. Discussing with Shallot. But then, we start discussing book collaborations, like WIll Grayson, WIll Grayson. Where, according to ayesha, the authos collaborated in a mind-boggingly brilliant way. They both name their characters Will Grayson. Thats all with the collaboration. They then just move on and write their own stories, of two different characters, two different entities, two different minds and bodies. They just share the same name. and then the two meet.

and up til that meeting, they dont show each other their work. Their writing, their stories of their WIll Grayson so far. And so that’s what we are doing. Ayesha and I are writing a small or short story (haha, lets just SEE how short itll be with me writing half of it =P) and were collaborating like that. with just a name to know. but we did collaborate a bit more, so the stories can mesh more, and since we arent proffesional authors like the authors of Will Grayson, Will Grayson, we decided to share some information about the characters to each other. Like how one shall be a girl, the other a dude. Im writing in the point of view of the dude, obviously. and ayeshas doing the chick. and so then we’ve got the shared name, as well as the shared age (17, junior in high school.) Ah, but the name. We decided on Taylor and then i rapidfire last names (DeLucas and Rosenfield were shot down =( ) and i said Sharbatski, like Robin Sharbatski, from How I met Your Mother. Wohoo. so now weve got Taylor Sharbatski. and then i threw in one other common ground…they should have the same letter middle name, but we should give them different middle names. So we decided on the letter C. this will also make it possible for us to distinguish between our two characters. (ahem, besides the fact that they are both of different genders…)

SO my dudes named Taylor Charles Sharbatski. and hes going to be the funny main character with a serious and philosophical best friend. and hes going to have the annoying ability of being that american (gora, HAH.) boy that shall randomly and spontaneously ‘put on airs’ with the assistance of a fake british accent, wohoo!

(shallot was actually worried that i wouldnt be able to find a dude middle name that began with the letter C. I said into the phone, around 3 seconds after she said that ‘Charles’. and that is the end of that.)

So her characters Taylor C. Sharbatski, a little Miss C to me, since i dont yet know her middle name. and thats that.

Our characters will both be in the wonderful continent of the United States of America, and shall both be- i forgot. no, i SERIOUSLY forgot. .____. oh nuo.

oh wait, no i remember. this is the part where i explain how we non-proffesional writers shall be going about this collabortation. were doing a short story, remember, so its going to be 5 chapters each. with no limit as to how long each chapter can be, which works perfectly for the both of us. and then after we make it to the third chapter, we shall read each others works so that we can see the stories and life of the other Taylor C. Sharbatski. Then we shall collaborate and find a way to make the two meet some where in their lives. and then well take the story somewhere from there. yeah, well totally cross that bridge when we get there.

I suggested we have the two meet on a school trip and have them get the wrong keys to the other Taylors room. that could be fun. (haha, i can see Miss C walk in on the serious philosophical friend reading Moby Dick and just be like ‘da hell..?’ and i can TOTALLY see Charles turn around in a swivel chair, close a book he was supposedly reading (upsidedown), and say ‘ive been expecting you…’ only to have Miss C’s roomie walk in, whos a girl, duh. The look on his face when he sees a girl walk in will be hilarious. he could fall out of his chair and be like ‘thank the lord!’ in his head. Oh, if im narrating. and if we do that. la la la~)

So now i have to decide whether i want to type this out HERE or on my laptop, on MS word. thing is, i really hate MS word =/ but ill need a constant internet connection on this thing, so i  might not be able to do it as often, like when the nets down, or at school, or whatever. bleh. so lets just see.

But yeah. Writing a storyyyy, yeah!

Crazy, Chocolate, and Cookies,
-Ze

 

The Physics Dedication, Productivity, and Newsletter Anger

Productivity equals youtube and procrastination, whenever i use it, so thats that =P

i spent an entire day today too, watching nothing but youtube vids. yes, i know, im getting a PhD, no sweat 😉 anyways, i started watching this gay guy who i was expecting to be funny, but i think he came on too strong and it honestly creeped me out so a tiny degree. i dont know, maybe cuz ive never meet anyone openly gay in  my community (those who i know are gay either dont know it themselves, refuse to acknowledge the inevitable truth, deny it altogether insistently but arent exactly convincing anyone…etc). but who cares, im just not used to it, s’all. but i find his vides funny so far, so yeah =P what i hate though, is that he swears just SO DAMN MUCH. i dont like that.  The guys name is tayloroakley and he reminds me a bit of spongebob, i think its the glasses. call me retarded, but thats juuuust how my brain works =P

Oh, and a Tale about Physics. and true dedication and hard work and shit like zat:

my bro was using the laptop, i was bored, my mp4 was outta charge, i wasnt reading a book i was hooked on/wasnt in the mood to read, and i was deprived of the ipad to read my manga, sooo….i thought i might as well do SOME of the physics hw.

sooo, i go over to my bag lying on the floor (im just suuuch a neat freak =P ) and start leafing through it, trying to find whatever the hell it is that im looking for (my physics lil summary book that i was supposed to complete…last yr, look how well that punctual project turned out =P ) and i find the corner of a school newsletter sticking out. and that corner happens to have a….*brace yourselves*…cross word puzzle on it.

so i immediately yell ‘CROSS WORD!!’, fling the neglected Bag of Studies to another corner or the room, and grab a pencil and proceed to epically solve that shit.

now, me being me, with my amaazing luck (sarcasm. grrr, the downfalls of typing =S ), it happens to be a particular issue that angers me.

now, you might (or future me might ask herself while reading this on the TARDIS) ask yourself, now Wattson/Frosty/Maud, why are you angry at the newsletter? (of all things…)<your train of thought =P weeelll, its cuz of many reasons. but mainly, lets saaay, that i dont just hate the newsletter, but the newsletter crew in general. all of them personally, or most of em anyways, are my close buds. but my juniors by a year. NOTICE im a year a head of them now at school.

weeelll, i just hate them cuz:1. the editor specially requested me to start a comic series and so i DID. but when it was done, they never printed it. psssshhhh. you lil-
2. i was supposed to be a part of it, but at the end of every single issue they dont print my name. i mean, they used to, but then they just STOPPED.
3. i email in stories, quotes, poems (and a shit load of better poems than what theyve got going for them NOW) etc, but they still never print that stuff….

and many many more, but im just getting angry and depressed here, and therefore feel like ripping someones head off (mogheis;. why? notta clue. just cuz i hate him, i guess. bleh =P ) a longer rant explaining my misunderstood and so far ‘en’reasonable hate for all zat. but yeah. more on that later, me on the TARDIS =)