FREE GAS will OWN YOU

I see so many FREE GAS themed car commercials on TV now... as an attempt to get us to buy their cars which run on oil and will continue to run on oil, even after the free gas promotion has ended.

But just because it's "free" for us doesn't mean it lessens our dependence on oil by any amount.

What we need to endorse are ways to break our dependence on crude oil & petroleum, not just temporary means of saving a few bucks. Even if we don't pay for it ourselves, SOMEONE had to buy that gas. And we're running out. We've already reached our peak oil levels and shit's gotta change or we'll all be left in the dark.

EVERYTHING depends on oil and petroleum, not just gasoline for our cars. From Soft-baked Nabisco cookies to medicine to hair dye. Anything that's been packaged for the mass consumer from gigantic corporations that own everything. Everything in bags, bottles, and boxes. Kinda scary to imagine the world we live in. We read stories like Brave New World in high school and prophesize about other dystopian worlds in movies and such, but we don't realize we're already living in such a world. A world where we as a general public are CLUELESS as to realize JUST how much our daily surroundings are CONTROLLED by higher lords of capital corporations. We may not exactly live in the worlds we see in sci-fi movies, but our current living situation is just as scary when you think about how we are controlled and maneuvered to think, feel, and consume in the ways that we do.

I honestly am not ready for the changes that need to take place in order for us to survive. I do depend on my car when I'm too lazy to walk (which is 99.9% of the time) and I'm too poor of a student to be buying all my food from organic farmers markets or growing my own in my non-existent backyard. I can try to change my habits of consumption and encourage others around me to do the same, but I feel like that isn't enough for myself and others to really break out of the only lifestyle we know of.

I just hope the only way out of this is not when it's too late.

I keep feeling the NEED to DO something, something BIG. Not just by myself but as the people. It's just so hard to break out of our daily obsessions and daily chores to actually DO and not just SAY.

My CEREAL Review

Crispix...

is hands down the BEST (non-sugary) CEREAL EVER.

I eat it everytime I'm hungry but don't want to snack on chips and fatty shit like that, especially late at night. It's so crispy, with the subtlest flavor of brown sugar coating its corn on one side, rice on the other goodness.

The BEST NON-CRISPIX cereals ever:

1. Lucky Charms - If you know how to eat this cereal, I know all of you collect the "marshmallows" till the end, if they can even be called that. The awesomeness of the marshmallows seriously overtakes everything else about the cereal, including its mediocre oat(?) chunks. In fact, you don't mind the regular chunks' mediocrity because with every bite of oat chunk thingy it's only a sign of good news (the marshmallows) to come. It's a lot like life, you gotta go thru all the bullshit to get to the goood stuff.

2. Chocolate Lucky Charms - Everything mentioned above, except the oat flakes(?) are CHOCOLATEY! yaay. And DON'T get the generic kind of chocolate Lucky Charms, my roommate warns me. And thus I warn you too.

3. Cocoa Puffs - These are the shit, they're so crispy in a light and flooffy way, they get all over your teeth but I really don't care, the flavors are way too delightful. And they always make the best chocolate milk at the end. Not TOO damn sugary but not too weak.

4. Fruit Loops - I never want to actually pay money to buy these cuz they don't look that good, but every time they end up in my mouth I fall in love, wondering why I don't eat these more often. Repeat cycle.

5. Honey Nut Cheerios - After eating a box of these sans milk, my tongue always feels funny. But it's so good, without feeling like you're just consuming straight up spoonfuls of sugar. I can't think of many good reasons why I love this cereal, but I do have a deep connection with this cereal just cuz I loved it so much as a kid.

6. Autumn Wheat - pretty good.

The WORST cereals ever:

1. Grape Nuts - First of all this shit sounds gross. They literally look like grape nuts if grapes had nuts. So basically it looks like grape seeds, I forget how it tastes cuz it's been like 12 years since I've last tasted it. Repelled me for that long.

2. Frosted Flakes - Without milk this shit can chip all my teeth. It's ok to eat, but when you drink the milk at the end it tastes like it has 5:1 milk to sugar ratio... gross. And the milk turns into a nice GREY color. Gross again.

Noospheric<3

Link to a blog I made for class as part of a weekly diary assignment:

Electronic Civil Disobedience

gyeeeeea.

ALL BOOBS ARE NOT CREATED EQUAL.

TO SHAMELESS GIRLS WIT NASTY TITS!

Just because you have some boobage does NOT mean they look good!
Seems like girls these days are way too boob happy
You don't always gotta expose them just because you have them.
Look in the mirror once more before you go out.
Does 20~40% of your boobs look tastefully exposed?
Or are they at a 50% and so much of it is exposed it's flailing freely and ur nipples bout to pOp out
Keep in mind you're going to be moving around and most likely photographed by your friends when you're out. As long as it's not their own, no one will save you from your ugly boobshots making it onto the web.
U think as long as your boobs hang out guys will like that shit and therefore like YOU as a person more than they would have otherwise?

Cleavage can be called "sexy."
Very different from "saggy tits hangin out"
Be more careful when you choose your bras

It's not about how MUCH you can squeeze em out,
it's about HOW u squeeze them out. Experiment, find what's pretty/works for YOU.. if that's even possible.

Me personally, I don't have shit. lol. Very under the radar. ahaha
I'm concerned for YOU, saggy tit girl who is under great confusion.

The Ape has Landed...

So how did I get here?

A lil bit o'blogging history: 1. Avid Xanga user in the past. 2. I also have a secret Livejournal for my angriest rants. I always thought Blogspot was too prissy and largely uncustomizable for me. I haven't blogged in ANYWHERE in the longest time, however. So I decided to make a new one to celebrate just how much more exciting & highly eventful my life has gotten.

SO, I woke up late (1:30pm) today (but earlier than my last 2 days waking up at 6pm) and missed my Human Nutrition Review session. (It was kinda on purpose, so I could get 30 minutes extra zzz'z.) So I'm downloading tons of pirated Korean music when my friend CJEONG instant messages me and tells me to stop wasting my life when I tell him that I'm still rolling around in bed. I apologized to his highness for being such a lowlife who ISN'T at DC making a world of difference. Mr. Bitch Ass (MY bitch ass only, mind you) is interning at DC and working some way political shit (or it seems so; it could just be marketing made to look glorious since it's 27265 miles away). In any case, it's worlds away from what my unemployed lil ass doing in my little shorts and bed hair, petting a mean cat in an empty apartment in San Diego. So I tell him I'm thinking of going to Catholic church. He lists like 50 reasons why that is a bad idea. We debate for a bit, then end on neutral ground as we talk about zen and my grandpa. That's how it always is with me and my friends. Debating for kicks to feel intelligent and involved for some moments, then going back to our apathetic real selves. So it was back to bland, hehe-haha normal talk, and he shows me his relatively new blogspot, which inspired me to make one also. It's not like I have anything better to do (projects, midterm study, readings, find a job/internship, eat, clean the cat litter, have a cigarette, are just some of the things I DON'T need to do at this time.) All I'm concerned about at this moment is making the most of the rent I pay for this apartment every month: inhabiting my room.

That... was long and uninteresting. Sorry for making you weave through 50 lines of tangents to get to answering a simple question. (In case you forgot the point of this entry, it's how I got to Blogspot.) But yes, that is how I got here. BORING. Sorry! Think of this as a small formality in the world of blog; I swear I'm an interesting person. An intelligent ape.

I promise my entries will be more mind-boggling, utterly titliating, and motherfucking enlightening in the future.