Permanent Nicknames

I have many nicknames. To list even all of them would be a tidious task. And yet here are but a few.

Frostie, Wattson, Dr. Grey I. Wattson, Ze, The Mint Chutney, Maud, Maudlal, Sunny, Sunny Bro, 003, Bee to the Live, Beelive Buddy, Bashir Sahab, and many others besides.

And yet I realize now, that if I do move back to Chicago, a vast majority of these nicknames will be lost to me, since the people I will then interact with in my daily life won’t be calling me by them anymore. Stuff that have to do with my actual name might still be there, but other things like the Bee to the Live, or Maud won’t and those will only be used if I explain the jokes behind them to my new friends. So, I will be loosing a small part of me…But to me, it’s a BIG part of me.

I can only hope that my weirdness shall be accepted by at least a few, and some nick names will be sustained. Like my middle name being Irish. Like my nicknames Wattson, and Frostie. If those things are sustained, I’ll be fine.

And pshaw, it’s not like you can’t call me The Mint Chutney. I’m a super hero for crying out loud. It ain’t a nick name. It’s an identity.

And with that, I poof. I feel better about it. Even if no one is calling me Maud, or Ze, or Sunny Bro, I always will be. It’s on the inside, in my heart. Like my Beelive rings are when I’m too lazy to put them on =P Beelive!

Cuz all I got to do is beliiieeve in me, Pokemon!! (Pokemon Master Quest Theme Song)

Crazy, Chocolate, and Cookies,
-Frostie
the cool as hell magical snowman that inspires not one, but all.

[I also changed my fb alternate name from Wattson to Frostie for the moment. Not sure if it’s a permanent change, or change just for the heck of it. I just want to be recognized as Frostie more. Since I am. And what with this Olaf thing going around too…I’m the first magical snowman, got it?!]

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The Question to Life, the Universe and Everything Else

Everyone philosophical and thoughtful has pondered the meaning of Life, the Universe and Everything Else at atleast one point in their lives. Be it in the shower, just before drifting off to sleep, in their Physics/Math class…either way, it happens.

But i ask you, as the author to Hitchhiker’s Douglas Adams brought up to me, what exactly is the question as to you are finding the answer?

If there is no question that you are answering…what good is an answer to that? Even if the answer is BRILLIANT and makes total sense, it becomes like Math. You get it wonderfully for about five seconds before it stops making sense anymore. It confuses you. But no matter what kind of simple and making sense kind of answer you give or think up, it WONT make sense if it doesnt answer a question.

Afterall, an answer is made an answer only if it answers a question. So without a question, it is nothing. :O

so…whats the QUESTION to Life, the Universe, and Everything Else?

That’s what you should be thinking in your next shower. Good luck there. And if you come up with an answer (joke or not, serious or not, simple or complex) do let me know. id like to see what anyone’s guess on such a deep topic would be. We could even debate it through if i disagree, and who knows, you might convince me as to it being the real question of all time.

So let’s think up some intelligent questions before we get ahead of ourselves and start trying to make up answers to questions that havent even been asked yet. Lets not get overeffecient, now shall we?

Perscribed,
-Dr. Grey I. Wattson
The I is for Irish

 

Ze OneYear Mark~

Sooo apparently i was notified by WordPress itself that today my blog/wall i talk to/journal for future me to read is one year old! and hence has reached Ze One Year Mark! ^_^ Huzzaah~!

Sooo i dont know what im supposed to be doing here…something about how great its been, how i love my (nonexistent-) readers, and love wordpress as a whole, i guess =3

tralalala~

im pretty satisfied with how much ive recorded here, and so glad i didnt give up on this blog, cuz at some point last year, after the summer break, i totally disappeared. im glad i picked up the ball again, otherwise i wouldve regretted it ^_^

my motto is to do what you wont regret, and never walk away from somthing if youre gonna regret it later. i hate regret. a most terrible emotion indeed =P

and and, i actually am surprised at how ive come across other blogs and people and ideas and perspectives and commplements by starting this blog..

(small shout out to mudkipsandrainbows.wordpress.com =) )

But seriously, i like my blog ^_^ and in honour of this anniversary and it being all summerifically wonderful im gonna change my theme to my initial/original artsy summery fun and colorful one =D

So to keeping this Internet Journal going, hope all keep reading =3 if i have any readers, that is (dont get ahead of yourself, wattson….)

To having fun, and bringing more, to recording the past and traveling to the future, to slaying Math the Dragon of Evil in my dreams, and to smiling and laughing whenever i read this craziness,

Just Add Some Sugar to that Mocha.

-Dr. Grey I. Wattson
the I is for Irish. 

ps. the anniversary was on the 11th of June, but due to reasons i have already explained and apologized for, this gets posted now.

To be Honest

To be honest, or tbh, is the current infection throughout fb. student, ecstatic and still on the buzz of their exams and new found freedom shall find themselves with no better way to avail their time and hence end up doing nothing on fb. just online.

with over two hundred friends, but still with nothing to do. so they update their status to a time consuming status. such as, like and ill tell you what song you remind me of. or inbox me a number and ill post a status about you. the like.

and the most popular one around nowadays polluting atleast my newsfeed (i say polluting but i actually dont mind at all. i find it fun =) ) is the like for a tbh status.

and ive done it too. but thats not what im doing here. im not here to, surprisingly, rant about it too. but what i am here to do is to put down a SIMPLE tbh about myself that might explain something to a whole lot of people.

To be honest, im actually really mean (and occaisionally blahhy) but people always assume im being funny or joking and just find me hilarious instead.

even when i do it smirking with a snarky remark, they interpret the smirk as a smile and just innocently laugh.

and i have noticed especially with my classmates, no matter what the harsh tone or rude comment, so long as i have a sincere looking smile added with it, they dont take it to heart. especially since im the prez of the drama society (dramatists, that i co founded.) and really CAN act. so yeaaah. major perk.

that way, i can get away with blowing some steam, get my real, evil thoughts across, and yet not have any concequences such as an angered friend or classmate on my back. tralalala~

Now ive gotta type out a new post about my subject selection meeting with sir allamdaar and how it ended up with sir shaheer instead and the VERY “un”fortunate mishap with the OIs. honestly, im thrilled over what happened to them ^_^

god, im so evil =P

Wattson out!

SUMMER START

oh GOOOSHHHHHH.

exams are OVAAAAHHH!

so i dont need no english vinglish shit goin down in mah life ne morez, yo.

no, i kinda do. that sentence almost killed me =P war is tough, even tougher as a grammar nazi. seriously. no joke.

okaaaaay. yeah. so i havent been upgrading this blahg  in atleast a couple of months…. that means ive got just SO MUCH to put here to bring things up to speed. phphphphhhh. (ie *exasperated motor sound*)

anywaaaaaayyyyys. before that, i think ive already run out of things to do and its only been three days so far. lalala….

yeah, today was particularly hard cuz i was creditless on my cell and couldnt text any of my friends. just as bad, the landline phone wasnt working either…and the internet was down. so i was basically i disconnected from civilization and society. and then i was “tutoring” my little PIA tripple I sister which made it feel as if i was isolated from intelligent life altogether.

mmmmm. that was my day =P

onwards to happier topics!

what is the FAVOURITE pass time of a student during finals, hmm? procrastinating and dreaming up ideas and ways to utilize aaallll that free time we get afterward, in the summer vacation. and so i made a little note in my cell phone of what i was gonna do, and here it is

(apparently i have just noticed that the semicolon/colon key is broken on my laptop that my dad had borrowed for a month…so dont blame me if there arent any of Zose here and all)

To do shit after CIE

watch pll, vd, chuck, zach and cody, batman, sherlock,

play pokemon, read manga,

reread the percy jackson series over, read the mark of athena, reread inheritance cycle, read crocodile tears, read game of thrones book 2 (?), read dan brown’s inferno,

learn french.

continue comics! *details that do not belong on the internet as they may be playgerized* start and complete mini series.

learn how to juggle! properly, this time!

Youtuuuube, awww yeaaaah! watch ALL of collabatsean, aaaalll.

so yeah. thats what i wrote. new things have been added and removed, course. but more on that later. i think ill try to update this now.

REMEMBER= its from the OLDEST to the NEWEST. so itd be like my mid term news and THEN my  spring break shit. (just an example, ill be doint it chronologically, the update that is.)

so yeaaaaah,

LETS TIME TRAVEL!

whoshwhewwhewwww *insert appropriately correct tardis sound here*

[for those who dont know, i am secretly-not-so-secretly a time lord and have time traveled in the past, present, and future before. its just that the human race is too stupid to believe me when i tell them so. siiiigh. afterall, the dr. in Dr. Grey I. Wattson isnt there for nothing, you know! not only is it for the PhD in philosophy but also THIS.]

 

My Neighbors building Frankenstein

Now before i get drilled like ‘oi, your last post said youre on prep leave for your exams, so wtf you doin here again?’ i just saw something that might be nothing or just everything- not likely- or Frankenstein’s birth.

Ive made it a habbit to walk on the chut- the roof top- daily at around 7.30 pm cuz otherwise its too hot in the daylight hours. and it givews me something to do thats healthy when the lights are out cuz that one lone lightbulb in my room thats on the UPS fused and now needs to be replaced. until then, my rooms dark and i just cant study anywhere else. sooo i go up to the rooftop and walk in the wind =)

So today, since the lights are out, i find it verrryyyy suspicious that this one house, a street behind mine, diagnally across, has these sparks, short bursts of light every now and then, as if their- welding. but ive had welding done at my house before to put up this grill and its extreemeelyyyy loud. you can hear it up to atleast a 3 house radius. yet, their thing wasnt making any noise.

so what are my mysterious neighbors upto? what are the building, blowing up silently, constructing?

LIFE.

the day before the day before the day before THAT, it was all stormy and there was loaaadsss of lightning. i was up there late at night on a im-bored-got-nothing-else-to-do-with-my-life stroll and saw it all first hand. so they must have been building Frankenstein, and gave it life then. duh.

And now theyre just makings some last adjustments. yep yep.

so thats new.

ive got mysteriously mad scientist neighbors whove created life. and thus, resulted in my neighbor being Frankenstein. so yeaaah.

what can i say, theres never a dull moment in my life =P

and these are the findings and conclusions drawn by myself and i DO work with sherlock, afterall. im  such a cool Wattson, i know B)

later, homies!

‘That Typo Bus?’ Fail and Biased Internet

Urgh, stupid internet.  i typed out the entire post, and i think i did an excellent narration of what had happened too and now cuz of one stupid stupid copy paste error (i copied something after i copied that, since im just psychic enough to know that my internet would let me down) combined with my blahhy stupid biased internet, its all lost.

so now, maybe not, i shall try to retype that out. i hate retyping, by the way. hate it. its worse than repeating myself. and ive lost the flow of my words, expressionism, everything. it sucks. its literally like asking da vinci to paint another mona lisa, if the dude was still a live. and demanding it to be an exact replica of the first.

now im too angry to type it out all over again. and i personally found it peculiar, funny (not really), ironic, and random.

huuuuuuuffffff. and now i just dont wanna type. and thus i wont.

‘i would if i could, but i cant so i shant.’ -Sheldon. completely justified. and his own logic.

‘im not in the mood, but if i were, i would.‘ -Dr. Grey I. Wattson. that is, me. right here, right now, that is my logic, for now, and forever.

sorry, ill post it tmrw them!

ps, for most of those who dont (and wont until tmrw) get it, the post was supposed to be called ‘That Typo Bus?’ and thus, this is ‘That Typo Bus?’ ‘s fail. so legit, and creative, i know =/ =P