Gettin' Married!

So I haven't posted much since I moved out of my apartment. It's been pretty lame being at home with no real job. Just a 2 day a week job at a restaurant I used to work at in high school.
But I'm starting substituting soon.

Anyway, wanted to post some stuff that has been exciting.

My boyfriend and I discovered Minecraft recently. I caught him picking flowers when I told him to follow me to my deep cavern that I built. I spent a few days digging non stop underground really getting nothing.

Little did I know, he was building me a wonderful present. A wedding proposal.
We had already started planning a wedding before he officially proposed though, so he knew I would say yes.



Now we're internet famous with over 5000 views on the video in just a few days :)


Also, here are some better pictures than what you see in the video.

I found a yo-yo!

I found a yo-yo, for some reason or another in my bento supplies. This was so exciting, I immediately put it around my finger and tried it out, and it would be the best! I bet I was really great at yo-yoing as a kid!


It fell off. Just fell right to the ground off of my finger.


Ok, maybe that was just a flook. I tied it tighter around my finger the second time. Sweet! I can walk the dog.


Wait… that’s all I can do. It won’t come up!


Alright, let’s try again. Great! It came up and down and up and… sideways? Silly yo-yo, you should come straight up, not diagonally.


No! Stop only coming up less than halfway!
Now you’re just spinning around. You’re not even trying to walk the dog.


Wait a minute! I remember you! I got you for Christmas in a package of other nostalgia items! You are the worst! After I unwrapped you to and tried you out, you hit me in the face!



No wonder I hid you in a bag that I couldn’t reach on top of my fridge. I’m putting you in a much smellier place where you’ll never humiliate me again.

Packing is hard.

I'm supposed to be packing so that I can move. It's so hard though. It could be easy. I could haphazardly throw everything into boxes and not go through them until I decide to move again. But I hate doing that. I really want to get rid of stuff I don't use anymore. If I don't, I'll become a hoarder. I don't want to be a crazy hoarder lady afraid people are going to come in my house and steal my old newspapers!

Here is how my days generally go when I'm supposed to be packing.

8:00-9:00 am: Wake up and eat breakfast.


9:00-12:00 pm: Saying I will pack today. Look at internet instead. Play DS as well. Chat with boyfriend online.


12:00-1:00 pm: Decide it is a good time for lunch. Contemplate about five different food choices, pull out food to make a grilled cheese sandwhich, put that food back, make something else instead.


1:00-5:00 pm: Watch cartoons and play Neopets. Yes. I'm an adult that plays Neopets. It's pretty addictive.


5:00-6:00 pm: Figure out dinner. Make the same thing I've had for dinner for the past 3 nights.

6:00-6:30 pm: Man. I smell bad. I wanted to wait until after I packed some things before showering. Maybe being clean will motivate me.


6:30-7:00 pm: Pack like 5 things. Feel accomplished.


7:00-11:00 pm: Sit on the computer thinking about how you should be packing things. Make a blog post about being lazy.


This morning, when I woke up and got on my computer, I stared at my screen and said outloud "Nothing to distract me today! I won't go on the computer! I won't watch cartoons! I'll start packing now!" At which point I glanced to my right and saw my DS. "Ooooooh. Voltorb Flip!"
I played it for an hour.

I'm seriously addicted to Voltorb Flip

In Pokemon Heart Gold/ Soul Silver, there is an addictive game that I can't stop playing. Voltorb Flip. The game is pretty simple. You have a grid of 5 by 5 cards, as well as an additional row of cards at the bottom and a column to the side that tell you what the numbers add up to and how many Voltorbs are in the columns and rows. Basically it is a mix of Minesweeper and Suduko in my mind. Best of all, it's FREE! 

Whenever you win, you go up one level in the game. Whenever you fail, the game decides to randomly drop you down how every many levels it wants (many times you don't drop any levels). Recently I have vowed to stop playing and save whenever I am bumped back down to level 1. 

So far I have over 12 hours of play time in Soul Silver. Only about 6 or 7 hours have been spent not playing Voltorb Flip. 

Every time I decide to stop and save my game, I have a call on my pokegear. I feel like Joey is talking to Ian and  a few other of my friends and they think I need an intervention. Sadly, his attempts at getting me to leave fail because all he ever tells me is that his Rattata is in the top percentile of Rattata. Maybe if you wanted to battle Joey, then I would happily skip to you to beat you for your money. 

But Joey, you've probably leveled up that Rattata 30 levels since I discovered Voltorb Flip. I'd have no chance. I guess I better stay here until I have enough coins to buy everything twice. Maybe three times. Who needs trainer battles when you can just buy items and resell them at the supply store?

Why I love Canada

So I've been to Canada three times now. The first time doesn't count cause I didn't get to do anything Canadian or go anywhere or see anything. The second and third visits were awesome. Yes, I went to go visit my awesome Canadian boyfriend, but he's not the only thing that is awesome.

I'm gonna list all the things I love about Canada so far.

1. Downtown Toronto

This place is sweet. There are comic book shops everywhere and vintage video game stores and trolleys and so much delicious food. I do not live in a big city, just a college town. So we have one place to go look at comics and toys, one movie theatre, and one street of food. But Toronto has everything! It's like when I was in Japan but everything is in English and French.

2. Kinder Surprise

There is some ban on Kinder Surprise in the States. I do not like this one bit. Who doesn't teach their children to not choke on small toys?  After reading that snippet, I finally realized that the yellow egg inside of the chocolate egg is supposed to be the yolk.

3. Free-ish Health Care

So I woke up several times last Tuesday with stabbing pains in my lower abdomen. That is dangerous business. It could have been my appendix, my ovary acting up again, ectopic pregnancy, some sort of infection. This was a pain that said "YOU'RE GONNA DIIIIEEEE!" So I made my boyfriend take me to the hospital. Since I'm not a citizen and don't have a medical card, this was not free. But it was only $290. That is amazing. $290! That will not pay for 1 ultra sound for me here without insurance.
For citizens, they pay some fee every year for their medical care. Maybe around $600. My dad pays $300 a month out of his paycheck to insure both of us.
Yes, taxes are higher up there (13% in Ontario for sales tax, but you get it back if you don't make a certain amount of money a year). I don't feel like starting a political discussion. I just care that I only had to pay $290 to go to the emergency room and get tests done.

4. Real Sugar instead of HFCS

High Fructose Corn Syrup is bad for you. Do not believe the commercials from the Corn Growers of America trying to convince you it is good. It is not the same as sugar and increases the chances of type 2 diabetes. Just Google it. Real sugar tastes much better. People who drink Pepsi Throwdown know what I'm talking about.

5. The Crosswalk Signs

This is going to sound funny, but their crosswalks have a guy who shoulders and shoes and he's kind of walking like he's saying "Haters gonna hate."



6. The NEW signs

I think these are for new traffic patterns or new traffic signs. I'm not entirely sure but I giggle every time.

7. Canadian Border Patrol

It took us over 2 hours to get into the States from Canada and I missed my train last Sunday because of it. It took us 2 minutes to get back into Canada.

Things that I don't like about Canada:

1. Z is Zee not Zed

Do you even realize that your alphabet doesn't rhyme? "... T U V, W X Y and Zed. Now I know my ABCs, next time won't you sing with me?" See? That just does not work.

2. They are Smarties, not Rockets

Those chalk candies you call Rockets are actually Smarties. And your chocolate candies called Smarties are just Nestle M&Ms.

3. Health care is slow and not quite right.

When I was told to pee in a cup, I wasn't given little wipes to make sure my general funk and germs did not mix with the general funk and germs that may or may not have been in my pee.
After 5 hours in the hospital and no longer being in stabbing pain, I wanted to go home, but your doctors wanted to do more tests on me after they determined it wasn't the three deadly things I was worried about (ectopic pregnancy, appendicitis or infection).  I kept telling you I had a pre-existing condition with my ovary and you wouldn't listen.

I can live with these tiny differences. I vowed to make my future children pronounce things American like, but after like 4 days in Canada, I said "sore-y" instead of "s-are-ry" and I knew I would have no chance. But they will say Zee instead of Zed!

Grocery Stores in the Morning

I don't know how many people actually get up early in the mornings being all "I'm ready to go right here right now!" (And no, I do not mean go potty... I think we all need to potty first thing in the morning).

But this morning I got up really early at like 6:30 for no reason. Probably because I slept most of the day before and went to bed super early at 11 pm.

In my excitement for the day, I decided I needed to go buy groceries and cleaning supplies at Target and a local grocery store. I don't think I will make any more early morning leisurely trips to the store. People are not very nice.

So at this time in the morning, there are very few people who want to be awake but have to be. The people working in the stores don't want to be awake. Some people shopping don't want to be awake. Then there are old people and me. We both want to be awake. But regardless of how awake or how much everyone wanted to be awake, they were all pretty pissed off. I don't really know why, but I'll just assume it's because they are up early, probably jobless and most of them are old.

At 8 or 9 in the morning, there are not many cashiers. The ones that are there have people in line with about $500 worth of groceries. I did not have that much. I had one of those tiny 2 tiered carts and only filled the top up partially and the bottom had a giant watermelon in it. Normally, I do not carry around my grocery cards with me, but instead I punch in my phone number. I did this at the self check out but had to ask if I could first, and the woman there seemed like I was the most terrible person ever for asking.

As I was looking at my peaches to find a code on them, she snapped at me to hurry up or get out of the self check out. I was kind of frightened and quickly looked around to see if there was anybody else in line waiting. No there were not and 2 other self check outs were empty. I quickly scanned my groceries slightly terrified of this woman who was staring me down the whole time and shouted out codes at me when I was trying to type in the code for my watermelon. Did she think I was trying to steal groceries?

After hurrying out I went to Target to get some store brand Mr. Clean Magic Erasers because those things are fantastic. I can clean everything with them! Sure as hell not paying full price for ones with Mr. Clean's face on them though.

The only nice person was the cashier at Target who was super pleasant and said thank you and did not act like I was trying to steal these magic cleaning devices. She had my mom's name. Even though my mom is mean to me a lot and calls me fat and lazy, she is nice to me sometimes and feeds me and still loves me. Thank you nice lady who reminded me my mom isn't terrible.

About me and my blog

1. What's up with your blog name?

Once, my friend told me I'm like a panda faced cupcake laced with cyanide. Most people think I'm pretty well tempered and that I am pretty sweet and adorable. I assume this is because I don't like being rude to people in their faces and I'm very short. Freshman year of college, near the end of the year I flipped out about how much I hated my roommate and people in my building were like "Whoa, I didn't even know you could get mad."

2. So is your blog just gonna be you pissed off all the time?

Now I don't want to talk non stop about things that make me mad. Sometimes they are stupid. I also want to talk about things that make me feel accomplished and awesome. Those things are stupid too. I also want to talk about my ideas for crafts I wanna make. Those are really stupid.

3. Do you have a job?

Hopefully I'll be a substitute teacher this fall. I just need to get fingerprinted and get 2 letters of recommendation from previous employers.
That is not what I want to do though. I have a BA in Chemistry and can't find a job. If you know anyone who wants to hire a chemist with a high GPA but pretty much no experience anywhere from Delaware to Toronto, tell them they should hire me cause I'll work my butt off ten times over for them. And I'll kiss your butt for finding me a good job.

4. Why a BA and not a BS? Are you stupid or something?

No. I'm pretty smart, I just made a poor decision. I came into university thinking "Oh man, I'm gonna be a Chemistry teacher and it'll be awesome. I'll be the best teacher ever! I love science!" Then I realized that everyone else in the education program was shallow and pretty air headed. We did a personality test one day and me and one other person ended up in one corner of the room and 40 other people were split pretty evenly in 3 other corners. And in later classes I took, they were all "Make lesson plans but don't lecture AT ALL!" I have no idea how to not lecture, that's all I've seen for the past 8 years of my life is lecturing. My professors were awful at teaching people how to teach. Everyone got an A in the classes unless they never tried. I even got an A in a class that I openly talked about how I hated it in front of the professor and how her teaching methods sucked and I missed a month of classes cause I had mono.

So one day during my senior year I cried to my professors in my science teaching methods class and quit and switched to regular Chemistry. I only had to take 2 extra classes, one of which I already took. This was better than taking 3 education classes in 1 semester plus student teaching. I couldn't do a BS at this point because I would have had to retake all the classes I took before at a harder level. I could have taken them at the harder level and I still would have gotten all As and Bs, but I didn't have the time because of the education classes.

I don't want to teach now. I kind of want to get rich. By rich, I don't even know what I mean. This substitute teacher job is going to be the highest paying thing I've ever done. So I'll be able to buy name brand food and cleaning supplies if I want. This was what I think rich people do.

5. Other than science, what else do you do?

I craft. Mostly I make plushies, but I also sew clothing, cosplay, make tiny sculptures, do papercraft and make food art sometimes. I sold a bunch of plushies at Otakon in the Artist Alley and nearly sold out (except for 3 boring dinosaurs that were overpriced and were not as cool as my monocle top hat t-rexes). This paid for my rent for a month.

6. What else?

I have a boyfriend who lives in Canada. He's already a grown up and has a job and a house. Makes me feel like a slacker.

I also have a cat named mimi. He is a boy. Also his name is lowercased all the time. His hobbies include meowing at me for no reason, sitting on my laptop, and making me lots of biscuits. I make lots of songs about my cat based on real songs. It helps cause I don't know the words to real songs. But I always sound like a crazy cat lady singing songs about my cat and his biscuit business.

7. Did you just make up these questions as if someone were actually asking them?

Yes. Yes I did.