Holy Shit I Missed A Weekday
Today's good things: for some reason I was really stressed about my math homework not being done but I just finished it in like ten minutes, also finished my civil homework before midnight so I'm really doing THAT today
Let me just address my shocking absence yesterday to get that cleared up. Usually Tuesdays are very relaxed and I get my most immediate homework done by like 5 and I probably smoke after a board WASUB meeting and that's that on that but yesterday was really something. I had additional work on top of the normal work which I didn't finish but I did finish that stupid math project after like three hours and then besides my WASUB meeting I decided to volunteer at this class/major advising workshop which was a little underwhelming honestly. There just weren't that many kids there looking for help and I only ended up talking to one kid. I guess I did tell him a lot of information about civil but kind of general engineering but like anyone else could have done that. But anyway so that was one hour down and then I decided to stay after the class advising and attend the VSA general meeting after and do my math project there with a friend and that just did not go well until closer to the end when we finally figured out what to do. So then I'm still working on the project up until WASUB at 9 which is already super late. I should've been done and relaxed by 9 pm for this board meeting but I wasn't and my project still wasn't done. WASUB went fine though and then after I finished my project and smoked so I really was in no state to be writing paragraphs after 11:30 lmao. I'm sure there will be future days when I just can't write a post and it'll be less awkward but for now let's just expect daily weekday content.
Today the weather was unbearable. Last time I discussed the weather was weeks ago, back when this blog was still a child. It was actually a Tuesday the last time I talked about the weather I'm pretty sure because I was at a WASUB meeting and Clara wanted to read my blog and then I showed her and then she thought my stance on hot weather being oppressive also applied to women. To which I said, I'll write about that next time I complain about the weather and here I fucking am, complaining about the weather in November. I should be pacified by now. My sources of anger should be limited to like road rage and running out of avocados but being angry about the weather is apparently still applicable to my life. I really want to die when it gets this hot though and I want to double die when it's this hot anytime past September 30th. So here I am today, wanting to double die, and also thinking about how the weather would definitely make it into my post today and how I should probably also add something about how hot weather is also oppressive towards women since as Clara said to me weeks ago, "I thought leg shaving season was over" and that's probably not verbatim but it's pretty close. As a male, I really can't speak on this directly since that would be overstepping and honestly if you're not the oppressed one don't talk over the people actually facing systemic barriers. So I thought a lot about how I should go about talking about hot weather oppressing women too but really the only way I can be useful right now is to amplify the voices of women out there also recognizing the bullshit that is 80+ degree weather especially post September. As a gay also oppressed by hot weather, I'm standing in solidarity with women to fight hot weather. Tomorrow perhaps we will finally defeat the sun and the capitalist greed that drives climate change.
Besides a rough Thanksgiving 2nd with regard to weather, I'm pretty happy Halloween is over. A lot of people love Halloween but we all know how I feel about scary shit and also Halloween lasted way too fucking long this year. It went on for like four god damn days. Anyway, with the passing of Halloween I am also hoping the very rude demon currently residing in my body also leaves. Recently I have been... ruder than usual. It all started after my friends decided to go to Haunting on the Hill and then come back and hang out with me as if they weren't gonna give free passage to some demon looking to possess someone as pure as me. And ever since then there have just been instances of me being rude or aggressive like very out of character. Like, if my life was a story and the writer has my character really fleshed out and then some fanfic writer really butchers up my characterization in their 20k fic, like that type of shit. So it all started that night when Amar said he enjoyed his corner desk not positioned the right way and didn't feel the need to change it and so in response I said that complacency leads to failure and immediately we all knew, the demon got me. Fast forward a few weeks in which I have still had stints of being oddly rude in which I have had to immediately apologize for the demon acting up and yesterday really felt like a culmination. So Amar was joking about something stupid with Joe after we smoked, they called it Call of Duty Psychological Warfare and anyway I was immediately like this is stupid as I enjoyed my milkshake. I also obviously did not support the concept because it's better to be honest and not play around with emotions and things of that nature etc etc etc. So anyway Amar was joking about how I wouldn't play Psychological Warfare with them which was lame because everyone else does and then he said something like, you're so lame you probably just stay in and read all day and then the demon was fucking having a kiki inside because the minute Amar said that it was like yeah just like you in high school. It was so mean!!! If anyone knows how to get rid of a demon please let me know. Maybe true love will save me eyeball emojis at VB. VB also might be a demon though, we know how white boys are. Maybe VB the demon will drive out the demon inside me. Is that a euphemism? Even I'm not sure.
The Story of Number Amar Part 2
To be honest, the part 2 is very misleading because this part of the story developed after last night but it's in a no way building on Number Amar during middle school, which if you'll recall, was where we left off last time. But I can't control how the creative process works I just experience it and write my shitty story here on my shitty blog so let's get started.
In this part of the movie, well, see I don't think we're in the first movie at all anymore. I think this is like the fourth installment and it's much different than the other two. This one is more like a thought-provoking mockumentary. See in this installment of the breakout indie series Amar is actually done saving the world with his number powers. It's like, been there done that like three other times at least but maybe more I haven't decided yet, and Number Amar is ready for a different pace in his life. So obviously he takes up some post-doctorate research examining cultural connotations of certain numbers within society's power structures. That's whirlwind. But it's obviously a subject of expertise for Number Amar since he's fuckin Number Amar. If anyone is to really push for a number liberation movement it's Number Amar. His first topic is deconstructing 69 and its sexual connotation. It doesn't even look like two people you know. Number Amar is teaching like some grad classes about it and it's a real hit. I'm not sure how old Number Amar is at this point. I guess I'm thinking in his like 30's. But more importantly is that Number Amar becomes a leader in the number liberation movement. We're so proud of you Number Amar. Great job being a force for change.
I didn't get much else thought of last night so that's where we have to stop for today. The Number Amar story is really getting fleshed out nicely. I love it. As always, stay tuned for the drama of it all.