Of Dislikes, Etcs, and Stuff

Greetings!
I come back to bore you with another post of utter idiocy. This time it's a random list of things I dislike, anything odd, and the Wedding Singer. :P

THINGS I DISLIKE. Please excuse me if I have offended you in any way. This is my personal opinion.

1: I really don't like hip hop, mainstream pop and rap...and in general most music from beyond the early 90s is quite out of my liking zone. (This does not apply to everything) The reason being is that the stuff today is pretty annoying to listen to and it seems like hardly any one can sing without the help of autotune.

2: I hate to say it, but I don't really like skulls and skull print on things too much. I don't know why, but they just don't sit with me.

3: For me to like a movie (Particularly a historical movie), the acting must be top notch, the script must NOT have any errors that make it sound like something out of hollywood, it must have flow, and there shouldn't be obvious slip ups or irritating people. (Aka Captain Obvious patrons.) Basically: Historical accuracy, believable plot, old style speech, no lazy modern talk.

For fun, here's an example of a COP. (Captain Obvious Patron):

Aragorn: "Draw out Sauron's armies. Empty his lands. Then we gather our full strength to march on the Black Gate."
Eomer: "We cannot achieve victory through strength of arms."
Aragorn: "Not for ourselves, but we can give Frodo a chance. We'll keep Sauron's eye fixed upon us...keep him blind to all else that moves.

Then the grand Captain Obvious moment.

Legolas: "A diversion."

*Yes, HELLO? Of course it's a diversion you twit!*

*I love Lord of the Rings, but moments like these make me bang my head against the wall.*

Most movies don't make it past my judgement, so please, if you want to enjoy yourself, never watch or discuss a movie with me. I'll spoil it for you without even trying. (Even movies that are my favorites still have me picking at them constantly.)

4: I don't like anime very much. I seem to only like traditional art like painting. (Again, I'm a terrible critic.)

5: Same goes for Hello Kitty. Living in Asia for a lot of my young life, I saw it every where and I was actually quite scared of it. So even now I don't favor it too much.

6: I like Emilie Autumn's style but her music is still taking it's time to crack my barriers. I find it okay, (It's growing on me) but I don't favor it that much yet.

7: I am scared of Santa Claus and Clowns...probably from too many horror movies and experiences as a child.

8: I despise some kinds of slang. We'll take a few examples. Barbie, for barbeque, Cat, for catalogue (this one in particular makes me feel sick every time I hear it), Footy, for football, Chook, for chicken...okay I'll stop now, but that's only a few of the most annoying ones.

9: I can't stand it when people have bad manners and spelling. My family's even gone so far as to nickname me "The grammar and manners police" when I constantly check them up.

10: Surprisingly, I don't like Joy Division that much.

Oh well, that's the end of my depressive list...


Before I put you to sleep with my rambling:

Farewell!

Babybat Blues

Ah hello my dear readers!
It cheered me immensly to see that I have 7 followers and that people are actually reading and liking this humble blog. So in spite of my vastly unorginised self, I decided that a little post would be in order.

*Note: Will contain ramblings, Baby bat miseries, and silly happiness*

I'm still in a great deal of shock and misery as two of my carefully cultivated 1 cm long nails broke. I can't believe how horrid I feel about it, I mean, they're just nails but I feel like part of my hand has been amputated.

But anyhow, today was mostly nice as I found some charming black sheets in the store and 2 cute little coffee mugs with polka dots and stripes on them.

Oh and the best part...I found a darling little mini top hat in the shop for only $3! It's obviously quite cheap but I think it'll last me awhile.

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Time for the 'Babybat Blues':

I had to wear really casual clothes today, aka (Black tracksuit pants, random hoodie and tennis shoes) awful I know.

I know some Goths probably have to wear such clothes occasionally and they're totally alright with it, but I felt exceedingly shy and like I wasn't fit to be out in public.

Maybe it's just a babybat thing but I feel smart and well dressed only when I'm out head to toe in lace, sweeping skirts and stripy socks. Not to mention an elaborate hairdo. As much as I would like to dress this way 24/7, I am finding out that it can be rather time consuming and as my part time job of delivering catalogues requires casual wear (Not even all black, as some people are apparently disturbed by such things) I have to dress down in the lowest forms.

To make matters even more complex, I keep hearing about how Goths shouldn't make a big deal of what they're dressed in, for example...you should never think: "I'm not walking the dog dressed like that, it isn't Goth" and other such comments.

I know that's true and all but what do you have to say about it? Do you feel better only when you're dressed your best, whatever you're doing?

I feel like I could drop dead if I was wearing a baby blue shirt, even if I did wear black everything else. Sure I do wear plenty of color, jewel tones...but I feel sick when my family tries to cajole me into wearing that 'elegant brown skirt and flowered top'.

To be honest though, I still feel really inferior, and sometimes I feel mallgothy even though I'm fairly sure I am not. When I see another Goth on the street I feel massively embarassed and in my mind I'm comparing of how good their outfit is, and how Mallgoth/Ungoth I look.

Thank God I am slowly getting over that. Anyhow. I am sorry for this depressive talk. I suppose the only use for it is to tell those who read it to not follow my terrible example of comparing and self put down.

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An amusing thing that's happened recently:

-I've earned the nickname 'Dracula' because of how I coat myself in half a bottle of sunscreen every day and hide in my dark room, complaining if someone opens the curtains that it's 'too bright'. Yes it's foolish, but living in a basement for six months does that to you. Yes, you officially hate the sun.

-People have been giving me weird looks when I talk, as instead of using excessive slang and quick speech...it looks like all the classical fiction I've been reading lately has gone to my head, as when I write or speak, (Even when I try hard not to) I tend to speak slowly and use big abnormal words that come from my daily readings of my thesaurus. (Yes, go on. Look how weird I am :), I read thesauruses and dictionaries/encyclopedias for fun). Of course, this doesn't happen ALL the time, just a lot...

--Ah! Enough talk, time for some pictures....!!!!!  :D

My two cutesy coffee cups!

The mini hat :)

Me wearing the hat

Yes, that's how I always smile...I'm just a little tired here.

Just for fun: Me at 13, look how horribly I'm dressed and my yucky tan. (By the way, I did cook that raisin bread myself...I'm not that bad at cooking...

A more recent picture, showing how the tan is GONE, yay thanks to my dark room.

Thanks for reading this ramble of mine, I hope you enjoyed!