When did lol become punctuation? It's a ridiculous phrase that materialised on MSN chat when one teenager said to another something they deemed to be funny, how to respond? How would they put their approval into type? The acronym for "Laugh Out Loud" regardless of whether they had or not. In reality it meant, "oh, that was a joke-I should respond in the expected manner." And it was fine used this way, it served a purpose teenagers telling other teenagers that they had made a funny. Then they had to explain what it meant to aunties and older relatives who thought it was cool to be 'down wit da kids' and started using it as well, then it snuck in to spoken language-mostly by the group that first coined it, I'd hear them at the bus stop "Hey that guy over there has a silly moustache!" "lol" or "When I saw Kristina trip on the stair in front of Jason I lolled." Again it actually had a meaning and was irritating but acceptable. With the increasing popularity of social networking sights and texting meant trying to get something said in as few characters as possible and we saw lol become a good way to get the last word, as far as I can see there is no real response to lol apart from maybe the ever more ridiculous acronyms that followed rotflol pmsl rotfpmslolstc-see where this is going? It seemed that soon we would all be talking in letters with different accents or combinations to mean different things. It was becoming a non-responsive response, it meant nothing or at best "I can think of nothing to type here but I need to make my presence felt so-lol"
Now it's just getting stupid beyond belief, I've seen people that I know and care for declare to the world via their status update that they are "off to bed after a brilliant night lol" why laugh? why not just say goodnight-or not, as the person is indicating that they are tired and are going to bed there's no need to tell everyone I'm sure they'ed work it out when you didn't lol their next status update? Or even better "bought broccoli lol" I mean WTF? sorry, what the fuck? Really? Why 'laugh out loud' buying fucking broccoli? These people must be hilarious to watch wandering round Tesco putting vegetables into their trolley laughing at it then taking their phone out of their pocket to tell the world about every item they have purchased and that they found it so funny that the staff in their local supermarket have probably given them an amusing nick name?
When did lol become the new full stop? It seems to have gone under my radar and I don't understand the hilarity of the world. It's just stupid and people that use it incessantly should be shot. There, I've said it. It feels good to get that lot off of my chest.
Night bloggazzzzz lol
Saturday, 2 October 2010
Friday, 23 July 2010
Saturday, 8 May 2010
I know there have been alot of pictures recently, I worked out how to send pictures directly to my blog with Mark's phone. Then I told him about it and he reset it so that they went straight to his blog instead :( but on the upside of that I've decided to get a blackberry when I'm due an upgrade which is sometime in July-so not long to wait! Any advice would be gratefully accepted about which are good handsets/tariffs. Anyway, those pictures below are a mish-mash of pictures that I liked on his phone-except the health and safety pictures, I always knew that I wanted them on here that's why I was a little late for work that morning. I'll annotate them at some point.
The picture above is the result of a 'what colour is your personality' test which I completed because of a conversation I had with my new colleages about how accurate they are and I couldn't join in fully because although I know that my aura is mostly green and yellow (a fact that recieved sniggers and rolling eyes) I had no idea what colour my personality was. Well now I do. It's green, like my aura. I don't much like the interpretation, but in a round about way it's true. But then I could find a bit that's true for every personaility colour. Hey-ho, now it's back to searching for venues, dresses Etc. and trying to find a polite way to say 'I don't actually like you therefor you're not invited.' wish me luck!
Friday, 26 March 2010
Thursday, 25 March 2010
Wednesday, 24 February 2010
Jade will not be attending work today
As she was unceremoniously 'let go' with 5 hours notice. It wasn't a shock, I knew they would do that to me. I was surprised by the amount of people that found out through the grape vine and came to see me to say goodbye and one person in particular said it was "really shabby" the way I was treated-you know who you are and thank you <3.
That all happened a few weeks ago now, I had a week off a week as a TA in a primary school (I want to get back into education)then half term, then a virus and now a suspected kidney infection. It's a bloody joke. I've been given antibiotics anti-inflammatories and pain killers. Strangely, my upper left side of my back spasms in acute pain every so often-esp when I lay down, sleeping last night was impossible, I'm determined to stay awake today so that I can get a decent kip tonight between the pain killers and exhaustion the spasms can fuck right off.
Well, I've had enough of doing responsible things today. I've been to the quacks, got my prescriptions (and started taking the pills) called my agencies (teaching personnel are incompetent they've lost my passport and are now dodging my calls) updated my CV and applied for a number of positions on Reed, even tailoring a cover letter for a few of them. So now I'm going to make the banana pancakes that I've been craving since hearing Jack Johnson on an advert earlier in the week.
But as I now have a dongle and some spare time on my hands (& once I'm better, something interesting to write about) There should be something a bit more worth while reading on here soon.
That all happened a few weeks ago now, I had a week off a week as a TA in a primary school (I want to get back into education)then half term, then a virus and now a suspected kidney infection. It's a bloody joke. I've been given antibiotics anti-inflammatories and pain killers. Strangely, my upper left side of my back spasms in acute pain every so often-esp when I lay down, sleeping last night was impossible, I'm determined to stay awake today so that I can get a decent kip tonight between the pain killers and exhaustion the spasms can fuck right off.
Well, I've had enough of doing responsible things today. I've been to the quacks, got my prescriptions (and started taking the pills) called my agencies (teaching personnel are incompetent they've lost my passport and are now dodging my calls) updated my CV and applied for a number of positions on Reed, even tailoring a cover letter for a few of them. So now I'm going to make the banana pancakes that I've been craving since hearing Jack Johnson on an advert earlier in the week.
But as I now have a dongle and some spare time on my hands (& once I'm better, something interesting to write about) There should be something a bit more worth while reading on here soon.
Tuesday, 23 February 2010
Monday, 22 February 2010
Birthday cake
Celtic warrior woman succumbs to chocolate
It was my birthday, Miranda brought a massive chocolate cake to the pub and everyone had some-although I made a point of making as much mess as I could when I was nomming it! It reminded me of a game my brother and I played with ice cream when we were really little-get as much of it on your face as possible would have been a good name for it. The sequel would have been 'then try to lick it off your own face' but that part was more necessity than game.
It was a great day, I picked a pub that I'm comfortable in and has a good jukebox and stayed there while I had a constant dribble of good friends and people that I actually wanted to see rather than trying to organise a big night out with everyone that I've ever met attending because I started a group on facebook. I've spent the last 29 years sorting making new and binning rubbish friends and I think I have the correct mix now. I like having fewer but better quality and I can tell you, my friends now are the best in the world. I know that none of them actually read this blog, in fact, I'm pretty sure that no-one reads this blog apart from maybe some randoms that have stumbled upon it via google or bing-hello by the way. But I want to say here; Thanks for taking the photo Mirry and bringing the cake and thanks to everyone else who showed their face, even if it was just for a short time.
Monday, 18 January 2010
Today I have had to put on 'smart shoes' office attire if you will because the snow has now melted and I have no reason to remain in my comfy cosy walking boots.
I found a pair of shoes/ankle boots that were everyday wear when I was at uni I could run for buses in them, walk all day and not feel a thing. I put them on when I got to work this morning and they don't fit any more!! I didn't realise that when the rest of you body stops growing that you feet continue at an achingly slow pace so that perfectly comfortable shoes become 'killer heels.'
Why do women put themselves through this? Oh, to make their legs and bum look nice, I remember!
On the plus side at least I have my walking boots to go home in.
I found a pair of shoes/ankle boots that were everyday wear when I was at uni I could run for buses in them, walk all day and not feel a thing. I put them on when I got to work this morning and they don't fit any more!! I didn't realise that when the rest of you body stops growing that you feet continue at an achingly slow pace so that perfectly comfortable shoes become 'killer heels.'
Why do women put themselves through this? Oh, to make their legs and bum look nice, I remember!
On the plus side at least I have my walking boots to go home in.
Thursday, 7 January 2010
A little piece of wonderment
Mark and I went out with my best friend and his wife night before last, we had Thai food and watched a film that I really wanted to see. It was nice, not too expensive and it's always good to catch up with my favourite couple. But before hand I was an absolute nightmare, I don't know how Mark handles it, I don't know how I handle it. I became so anxious, I didn't want to go because it would be a rush and not actually that enjoyable, also it would mean spending money and we're trying to save on top of this I decided that the food was shit and the film would be rubbish-basically I was making things up so as to justify the way I was feeling. I just don't understand. I was about to do something socially, with friends and it was a film I'd said that I would like to see. the strop was so unnecessary!
Mark was exasperated he simply said that he didn't mind and if I wanted to stay home we could stay home, but if I wanted to go he was happy with that too. I felt like I was being backed into a corner and given no options-we'd said we'd go so we had to go, because I felt we had to go I no longer wanted to go. I'm even antagonistic toward the plans that I've made!
We left, I said that we couldn't let them down. I stamped my feet and made whiny desperate little noises on the walk there, Mark said that if I didn't want to go we could still go home and if I decided not to then we wouldn't have to go to the film. So he's leaving it all up to me, I know that's because he can see I'm having an anxiety attack and need to be calmed-he obviously thinks that by giving the decision to me it will subdue the rising panic. It doesn't it just adds to it because now I'm under pressure, I know that he wants to go and that I'll ruin his plans if I back out now. Suck it up, just suck it up and go with it Jade. We get to the pub, Alfie spots us through the window and sends us a big grin. I feel a bit better. The food was OK, but I did choose the wrong meal, I'd had enough of decisions by then and the waiter came over to our table too soon-mind you, if she'd left us for an hour or more I'd have still been deciding so I just looked for something that had spring onions and had that. Well half.
Got to the cinema and my head started again, Mark had given me the option of going home now if I'd wanted. Shit, a choice. That means another decision has to be made. I'm a fucking nervous wreck! Edy sees I'm looking peaky asks if I'm OK so I do something I don't usually do, I told her I'm having a minor panic because I'm not sure what I want she put her arm over my shoulders and just said "don't be silly Jade, we're going in we're going to watch the film and it'll be fun" I believed her (it helps that she has the cutest accent in the world) and we went in and the film was good. Mark and Wes sat in the cheap seats whereas Alfie, Edy and I snuck into the VIP seats and so where comfortable and had the film in our eye line.
When the credits began to roll we packed up and shipped off out of the darkness, in the lobby the walls are all windows and we were greeted with the sight of snow falling around the Christmas tree that was still in the middle of the Angel centre. Truly magical. So the food wasn't great and the film was alright but nothing special but this part of the evening made it all worth while. I was there with people that I hold in the highest regard and saw one of the prettiest and most Christmassy things I've ever seen. I do believe it was real magic. I think it might have a gone a little way to repairing Christmas.
Mark was exasperated he simply said that he didn't mind and if I wanted to stay home we could stay home, but if I wanted to go he was happy with that too. I felt like I was being backed into a corner and given no options-we'd said we'd go so we had to go, because I felt we had to go I no longer wanted to go. I'm even antagonistic toward the plans that I've made!
We left, I said that we couldn't let them down. I stamped my feet and made whiny desperate little noises on the walk there, Mark said that if I didn't want to go we could still go home and if I decided not to then we wouldn't have to go to the film. So he's leaving it all up to me, I know that's because he can see I'm having an anxiety attack and need to be calmed-he obviously thinks that by giving the decision to me it will subdue the rising panic. It doesn't it just adds to it because now I'm under pressure, I know that he wants to go and that I'll ruin his plans if I back out now. Suck it up, just suck it up and go with it Jade. We get to the pub, Alfie spots us through the window and sends us a big grin. I feel a bit better. The food was OK, but I did choose the wrong meal, I'd had enough of decisions by then and the waiter came over to our table too soon-mind you, if she'd left us for an hour or more I'd have still been deciding so I just looked for something that had spring onions and had that. Well half.
Got to the cinema and my head started again, Mark had given me the option of going home now if I'd wanted. Shit, a choice. That means another decision has to be made. I'm a fucking nervous wreck! Edy sees I'm looking peaky asks if I'm OK so I do something I don't usually do, I told her I'm having a minor panic because I'm not sure what I want she put her arm over my shoulders and just said "don't be silly Jade, we're going in we're going to watch the film and it'll be fun" I believed her (it helps that she has the cutest accent in the world) and we went in and the film was good. Mark and Wes sat in the cheap seats whereas Alfie, Edy and I snuck into the VIP seats and so where comfortable and had the film in our eye line.
When the credits began to roll we packed up and shipped off out of the darkness, in the lobby the walls are all windows and we were greeted with the sight of snow falling around the Christmas tree that was still in the middle of the Angel centre. Truly magical. So the food wasn't great and the film was alright but nothing special but this part of the evening made it all worth while. I was there with people that I hold in the highest regard and saw one of the prettiest and most Christmassy things I've ever seen. I do believe it was real magic. I think it might have a gone a little way to repairing Christmas.
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