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Sunday, May 11th, 2008

Subject:Graduation Party/ Engagement Party
Time:1:03 pm.
Mood: ecstatic.
Hey all!

Well I am graduating from college. Yes me! And I have a job already! Also, I'm engaged!

Wow that is hell of an update.

email me if you want to come to the party it is this friday the 16th at a friend's place.

I will probably have another Engagement Party later on next month. Evites will be sent out so if you can't make it this friday please email me at britishmediadirector@gmail.com

Thanks!

Love,
me
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Thursday, April 13th, 2006

Subject:Better Watch Out!
Time:7:40 pm.
Mood: amused.
You ever been in a situation where some asks you something ultra-omega-dumb? Like, “Why is your username Bob the Zombie?” I get that, all the time. And you know what? I am sick of it.

The worst part is when they want to know why and what the name refers to. So I reply scoffing because I know what real ultimate fandom is and they don’t. So I say, “Are you ultra-omega-dumb or something?”

“Bob the Zombie, you know,” I say hopingly but intentionally mean like, “From the Night of the Living Dead Series? You know the one that the scientists train to speak and do “human” stuff even though they are zombies.And EVERYONE knows that Zombies are ultra-omega-dumb!”

Most of time I get stared and sometimes people just turn and walk away from me like I smell bad. You know what I want to say to them, "I don’t smell bad, YOU SMELL BAD!” And point my angry index finger in their face! Yeah, Yeah, Yeah and then send my super-alpha-robot-ninja-zombie-minion-army after their hippy asses!

They will try to fight back with the hemp laser guns and save a cow eat a tree, but remember trees have feelings too kung fu! But my robot ninja zombie army will stop them with their Super-Alpha-kung fu, exploding undead ninja stars with skulls on them, and ballistas while I stand triumphant on the hilltop.

My robot-ninja-zombie flag waving in the background, as I make laughing faces but the sound of laughter doesn’t come spilling out until 10 seconds later! Those hippies since they can’t ever do anything by themselves will try to call for Emo kid back up. It will be tough because they have Emo-Kid-Mortal-Combat-Style kung fu!

But, I’ll get my robot-ninja-zombie army to get their secret back up, the ultra-secret-shut-your-mouth-shaft-Redneck Zombie task force to help save the day.

Yeah they will be sorry that I brought out my can of woopass! They will go crying home to their mommies saying, “Bob the Zombie is a mean doo-dee-head!” You know what I say, “No you are the doo-dee-heads, cause I have to perpetuate that stereo type!”

No but seriously, back to what I was talking about you can't go wrong with anything related to Redneck Zombies. Not even Redneck Zombies created by Troma In fact they are the best kind of Redneck Zombies. Just on par with Robot Ninja Zombies, but not on par with Ninja Zombie Robots.

Seriously, they are different.

Robot Ninja Zombies are undead biomechanical ass kicking machines!

Ninja Zombie Robots are Robots that are ninjas that are undead. That’s just lame! How can a robot be undead? Seriously!

So you better watch out and read, read, read! Cause the next time you ask something ultra-omega-dumb something bad could happen.

Dunt-Dunt-DAAAAAAAAAAAH!

* fade to black *
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Tuesday, April 11th, 2006

Time:2:35 pm.
Mood: amused.
Stolen from stellabambino.

So there's this thing around called a birthday Meme....I have no idea what a Meme is but the links to go to your birthday date wikepedia-ed.

Sooooooo....Here's mine: click

More posting about the baseball game from hell....And Im not talking about the game but the people I went with....Jesus....All I have to say for starters is NEVER AGAIN!
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Thursday, April 6th, 2006

Subject:Questions from the logical gnome.
Time:7:53 pm.
Mood: here.
So I am reading my buddy heybarmold’s live journal post about how time is money and I start to wonder. Is he entirely right? When it boils down to it the hours in my working day don’t aid up to a nice fat paycheck. I know, I know it is not like I have a stellar job. Its not like I get tons of hours and a half way decent pay. No, in fact I don’t.

Then I wondered: What is it all for? What AM I doing with my life? Yes I know “insurance for a better tomorrow”, but honestly what is my deal?

After a slight reality check thanks to the logical gnome that lives in my brain, I realized that it is worth something. It is important. Its something that in a way is self-defeating, as some might think. I am not in school to make big bucks. I am in school to
insure a better tomorrow”, not just for myself but also for my future students. Is that wrong?

So here I am, learning to be an English teacher. Learning how to foster an “insurance for a better tomorrow” in not just myself but in the eyes for those who don’t have it. I have realized something incredibly important about our Educational system as I am training to be a teacher: We don’t try to instill this in our students.

In fact it is a damn shame. I remember a time I was talking to someone about being a teacher and their views. You know what most teacher education majors say about an English education, “that you don’t really need a high level of English education or a standard education to function as a member of society”. While yes, these people are completely right. Students don’t need a high level of education or English Education in order to function in society.

But shouldn’t we as teachers want to inspire our students to want more then to simply “function as a member of society”?

Lets face the reality of life, it’s a hard thing to simply live off of a high school education. It is a hard life. In fact I have seen it first hand. I have seen friends and family members work so hard to have what they have. That is commendable don’t get me wrong. But I’m sure that they want more then just what they have. Am I wrong? If they don’t, more power to them.

I guess it’s just hard because living within one’s means is a hard thing to do. At least I think it is. Let’s factor in the facts that people what more stuff. Well if you can get more stuff by simply getting a higher level of education so that you can live at a higher income then WHY not take advantage of it? Why not try to make your life better? Why not try to have something more than what your parents might have had? Why not? Why?

I think if a teacher has this viewpoint of turning out students that will only be able to function in society is an inherently wrong way to teach. Am I wrong for feeling this way? For wanting more for my future and my future students?

All I know is that when I graduated from High School I had no idea what I wanted to do. In fact I had not fucking clue. I wasn’t sure. My Dad said go to college so that is what I did. I went, I got my Associates and then said what. My Dad said get a Bachelor’s Degree I said sure. So that’s what I did!! Now that I know after searching for almost 4 years as to who I was and who I wanted to be, I have high hopes. I have higher standards.

Am I diluting myself? Am I being to idealistic? Or should I be like the rest of the education majors here at school and turn out students only to function in society?

It makes me sick to my stomach to think of doing that. So I think I will. I know it will be a challenge but that is part of the reason why I want to teach.
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Wednesday, April 5th, 2006

Subject:KSU Bathroom Misadventures Part 2.
Time:2:20 pm.
Mood: chillin'.
So once again I practically live on this campus, and the weirdest things happen in the bathroom. Due to this I have one old and one new story from today to tell you.


Old Story
Women are gross. They are the weirdest creatures on the planet. So I'm in the bathroom doing my business, when I come out of the stall to the sink. There I am washing my hands when this girl comes out of her stall. She comes to the mirror and pulls out lip-gloss. Mind you she has NOT, I repeat NOT washed her hands yet. The lip-gloss isn't just any type of lip-gloss it's the kind you have to put your finger in and then apply to your lips. So I see her do this. I almost vomit. Then she puts on her eye shadow with the SAME FINGER! I left before she got to her right eye because I was turning green.

New Story
So, women are odd. Well not just woman I am not sure if it happens to men in the bathroom but it could. This lady follows me into the bathroom and she is talking on her cell phone. Mind you it is not unusual to see someone come into the bathroom on the phone, hang up, go to the bathroom, and then call you person back. No, No, No, not THIS lady. The whole time I use the bathroom I hear her talking. "Ok," I think to myself "She's not actually using the bathroom just talking near the sinks". Nope, I get out of the stall and she is in the stall on the phone talking about her friend who is flying into town.

What I want to know is would you be on your cell phone on the can in a public bathroom? And how in the fuck did she get cell phone reception in the bathroom? I can't even get reception in the building! I know what it is, she as an antenna that comes out of her ass and she HAS to use the bathroom so that she can extend the antenna to get better reception.

What do you think?
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Monday, April 3rd, 2006

Subject:KSU Bathrooms are the devil.
Time:7:24 pm.
Mood: blah.
It always amazes me how the weirdest shit happends to me in the KSU Bathrooms. Today was just one of those weird days. So Im in the bathroom in a stall and someone comes in. I heare a snorting noise as I open the stall door. As I peak out I see this chick snorting coke! So I quickly close the door and think, "Fuck what do I do now!"

So I flush the toilet one more time and come out of the stall. I then come to the sink to wash my hands. Eyeing the chick I see a pocket mirror with coke resin on it. She then quickly washed off the mirror. I dryed my hands and shocked left the bathroom.

I sweare the god, what the hell is going on with people and coke? I know there is a million explainations but fuck! Who does coke anymore? Seriously! You would think she would be doing whipets, pot, or ice? Non the less it freaked me out.

Peace.
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Thursday, March 30th, 2006

Subject:Best thing ever when you are bored.
Time:7:19 pm.
Mood: amused.
So I found this site where you can make your own South Park Characters. I have made bunches! I started to make a few and ended up making everyone on KSU's student publications staff. The only downer is that it gets limited after a while so I had to start photoshoping the pics.

Well, Soon I will start doing full photoshops of people as south park characters that are my friends using this site as a basis. If you want me to photoshop you make a character that looks like you and post it here or just send me a link to an image of you and I will be happy to do so. If you don't want me to bother that is cool too, but check out the site cause its fucking awesome!

Other sites to check out for avatar making that are good:
Portrait Maker
Create You
Avatarity
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Tuesday, March 28th, 2006

Subject:What's your Quote of the day?
Time:4:34 pm.
Mine: "When is a pineapple not a pineapple? When it is a grenade!"
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Tuesday, March 21st, 2006

Subject:Just wondering.
Time:6:34 pm.
Mood: amused.
I discovered the wonders of new people. Lately I have noticed this plague of never ending new people. I love it. I love new faces and find old ones fading. Every time I turn around I am being introduced to someone new.

I used to dwell a lot, in fact all the time, on loosing touch with old friends. That they have left me aside venturing on to new people and new places. I find myself wondering why? Why is it that every time I loose touch, I feel so guilty?

I haven't talked to a multitude of old friends. In fact I have simply lost touch. When I ask, "What have you been up to", I wonder why I asked at all. They have been up to their lives.

So I noticed that with new people questions of past weeks adventures are just not relevant. They are not important to the mindlessness that is new conversations. I know it's a bit odd to think on such things, but I can't help it. I can't wonder what happened?

Does anyone else have this problem?

Remind me to tell you about the jewish jersey grandmother who came into my work to ask about placing a classified ad for someone to rent out a room she has. XD
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Wednesday, March 15th, 2006

Subject:Update
Time:1:07 pm.
Mood: hungry.
Only because I really don't feel like writting a shit load more. Click the link to read my update:

Linky to Bob's Update

Hope everyone is well. XD

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[Edit Stolen Idea from jupiter143 and added 8-10]

The Rule is that you take the best picture you like from the first page of Google Images results. Please Link. Don't steal bandwidth.

1.The city and state of the town in which you grew up, no quotation marks.

2.The town in which you currently reside.

3.Your name, first and last, no quotation marks.

4.Your grandmother's name.

5.Your favorite drink.

6.Your favorite food.

7.Your favorite smell.

8.Your Age typed out

9.Your ethic background and list 3 (Example: Irish Scottish Portuguese)

10.Childhood Pet's name
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Wednesday, March 8th, 2006

Time:9:46 pm.
Mood: buisy.
So my dear friend of millions of years heybarnold posts this: Linky

I suddenly realized that he is right. Where is my time? Who stole it from me? What happens when you have ambition?

I'll tell you what happens, your life dies. It gets sucked by the parisite called adulthood. No one told me this! I can remember my parents telling me, "You have no idea what the 'real world' is like". Of course at 15 my only response is, "I've seen 'the Real World', I watch T.V. I know!"

You say things, things that are dumb when your young. Things about how you are going to do stuff, see stuff, and simply have a life. That you won't be like your parents caught up in....

168 hours.

One Hundred and SIXTY-EIGHT hours!

One.Six.Eight.

The only said thing is, add in a relationship to maintain, Student Teaching, Student Magazine, Student Newspaper, part time job, and keeping my apartment clean to his recipe and you have my life. Welcome to it.

Next time you ask me to do something, if your going to cancel on me at least give me a heads up a day in advance.
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Sunday, March 5th, 2006

Subject:Last night's Concert.
Time:12:09 pm.
Mood: working.
PEELANDER Z was fucking awesome!

You can't go wrong with a Japense Action Comic Punk Band. Granted they only played 6 songs over an hour and a half! They have an awesome stage pressence and show.

Spring Break next week, lots of work, homework, feild experience work, work on lay out for Share Magazine, work on archiving Student newspaper, did I mention I have midterms the week after next!

Last night was so worth the pain of next week.

Love to all.
--signs off--
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Tuesday, February 21st, 2006

Subject:Question
Time:5:17 pm.
Mood: blah.
--Loging...
--Username: What_the_fuck?
--Password: metaphysics

--Enter Question.

How do you know when you are being when your doing a taboo? How do you know...

See, there's this thing lately with me and my foot. I like to put my foot in my mouth lots. In fact its just become this bothersome habbit. I guess its because Im attempting to quit smoking. SO I have to replace my smokie treats with my foot? I just seem to be speaking my mind more and more lately. I have become aware that I really just don't give a shit.

I used to think, I could say or do anything. That wasn't me. I was not that person. I would say stuff to be a pleaser. A fraking pleaser! This month I have not been a pleaser. Is that bad?

Is it bad to just say whatever you want whenever you want. To argue for the sake of opinion. To just blur something out without really thinking about what is going to happen afterwards. What is my deal? Did I not get enough sleep.

Or am I just suddenly coming to the realization that people a fucking dumb.

I have made a choice: that is the answer.

More about Villa Nellas, great sex, stupid people again in my EDUC2202 class, sleep, video games, and late night Tv to come later.

--Signing off.
--Main Page
-1 to real life
-2 to day dreaming
-3 to heaven
-4 to your pesonal hell
-5 past
-6 present
-7 future
--Enter number
2
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Friday, February 17th, 2006

Subject:Dumb people and Soap Boxes.
Time:12:49 pm.
Mood: thoughtful.
You know how you read something in someone elses post and it reminds you of how dumb a situation was from the other day? That just happened. In this moment of my exsistance.

I was reading my good friend thehobbit's post on how transportation is expensive. She then speculated about teleportation. It reminded me of the other day in class, actually it was yesterday.

Read the Dumb Soap BoxCollapse )
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Tuesday, February 14th, 2006

Subject:Geeks R US pwnage at its best.
Time:3:28 pm.
Mood: geeky.
This is a service announcement for all MORPGers, LARPers, FPSers to check out the greatest online t.v show in gamer history.

Actually its something that will at least give you a great laugh.

check it out.

http://www.purepwnage.com

i <3 canadian pwners.
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Saturday, February 11th, 2006

Subject:Yo.
Time:7:30 pm.
Mood: busy.
to view updates on me check out my website:

http://bobthezombie.blogspot.com/

that is all.
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Thursday, January 26th, 2006

Subject:Great Day!
Time:5:02 pm.
Mood: happy.
Today was one of those landmark days. Those days to which things go great...or well better than normal.

First I got my last paycheck in the mail from Macy's, which is a blessing. Second, things with SHARE are going really well, we are finally getting submissions. Yaay! Third I randomly got a job! Yes Im working again! Go me.

So I went in to talk to the media advisor about stuff and I randomly asked him where on the web I needed to find out about a campus job. I told him that I only need something for 20 hrs a week since I really dont have any bills as of right now that would need more money than 20 hrs per week could produce. I also really need something to work around my school and student teaching times. Since I have to go to a school to student teach twice a week. Then I need weekends to do homework. Well he says to me he needs an assistant, gives me a form, and hires me. I start monday. I dont know what the job entails or what my responsibilites are, but it pays. Not well at first, but hey beggers can't be picky.

Im really really really excited because my boss is just really really neat and cool. Also, I finally got over my cold today. Despite the lack of sleep. I also got my home school I will be student teaching at: Osborne High School. My proff. says that the teachers at the school are pretty cool but the students can tend to be a pain. I dont have orientation till next week so we shall see how it goes. I have only been to Osborne once, for summer school, and im not sure where it is. However I know that I will really like it. I mean teaching is teaching is teaching is teaching. I cant really complain.

More stuff about this day later, im off to a chinese new year party on campus for free food.

Hope everyone had a great day.
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Saturday, January 21st, 2006

Subject:What!
Time:10:46 pm.
Mood: dorky.
What the hell is going on? You've got to move it, move it!

I have had this stuck in my head for about 3 weeks now.

Underworld is good but its confusing a bit. If you go make sure to pay full attention. I suggest waiting awhile before going when people aren't there.

The Producers, rocked my face off! Lots and Lots. This is one totally worth seeing.

[end of update]
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Wednesday, January 18th, 2006

Subject:Memories.....
Time:4:50 pm.
Mood: calm.
I was online talking with long time buddy queenofdarqness and she had been looking up old friends. Many moons ago we used to have a really small group of friends in Elemetry school. We were a close group of 4 girls who loved boys and eventally hated eachother. Well, I obviously still talk to her and one of the other girls, tigerpuppy , but I hadn't heard hide nor hare of the other two girls. Well she found them. They both have a myspace account and I looked them up. Or rather looked at their myspace accounts.

OMG, how they haven't changed. It's nice to see that their typing and spelling is worse off then mine, but it's more refreshing to see that they are happy. Granted We had a great laugh at the situation, I still had to think.

What happens to all the great childhood friendships? Do we ever remain friends? I mean I love both of my long time pals but regional space sits between us. I wish I could go over to their houses and have sleepovers again. I wish I could wake up with writing all over my face and be pissed. I wish I could chat about boys and laugh about the sluts in school. I miss those days on days like this. I miss them.

They were/are honest. Honest too true friends. The older I get the more I notice the false world presented. "They" don't tell you when you grow up that things don't last. That connections fade and that you change. You become someone new and so does your inner circle. It's great that I can say I have great friends. I have people I hope to spend the rest of my life with them as my friends. Yet, those times of girlish silly awkwardness could have only been one way. Could have only been and exsisted with them in it.

I honestly, don't think I would be the person whom I am today without them in my life. Without their fights, laughs, and love. Looking on my past, the far far far far past, I can say I didn't have it so bad. I atleast had great friends.

I *heart* you two! (queenofdarqness & tigerpuppy )
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Sunday, January 15th, 2006

Subject:Short People.
Time:11:37 am.
Mood: blah.
No, I don't mean short as in vertically challenged. I mean short as in angry speach wise. I hate them. Seriously, if you have an issue with something than fucking say it. But no, as of late it's been an extreme case of betting around the bush. When it comes to people's emotions? Why is it that they just can't come out and say it?

My mother says it's because people have manners unlike me. Yeah, thats the answer mom. My boyfriend on the other hand said that it is natural part about being a southerner. When I think of this my brain starts to explode. It starts to try to figure out what is the problem with this concept?

I thought being naturally angry was weid. Apparently I was sorely mistaken. The more you get to know people the more you become afraid of them, the more you are afraid of them the madder you get. The cycyle completes itself with a tempertantrum and alot of wine.

I just don't get it.
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