Hello Everyone!
For those of you who have no idea what the title of this post is (that is most of you, I'm assuming), it means "I understand a little danish!"
My friend Loey and I decided that, as we are both part danish (me more so, hahahaha!) and because we just plain felt like it, we are going to teach ourselves danish.
The only small problem that I've run into so far is the fact that my college doesn't offer any danish language courses and has no teach yourself danish books.
None.
They have plenty of books IN danish, but none on how to speak and/or read it.
Meaning that I am only a little behind Loey. Most of what I have learned I have learned from her calling and texting me, because her public library has how to speak danish books. Why her public library has more language books than my university library does I have no idea.
However, I am lucky because WWU is part of this group of universities that share books. Meaning that today I finally (FINALLY!) got my how to speak danish CD and book set. From WSU Pullman.
Let me explain. There's this program that WWU is a part of called (I think) Summit, which allows students from WWU, UW, WSU, and I'm pretty sure more schools in Washington to borrow books from all the different libraries. Meaning that I get to learn danish, yay!
I'm not all that great at it yet, but seeing as I started about five days ago I'm doing pretty well I think.
I can say:
~Jeg forstår lidt dansk. "I understand a little danish."
~Har min kaelling og min luder.(Which I have no idea if I'm spelling right -_-) "I've got my bitches and my whores."
~For Farden. "Oh fuck."
~Farden ja. "Fuck yes."
~Hej da. "Good bye."
Because the first thing that you do when you are learning a new language is learn to swear. Anyone want to take a guess about the first word that I learned in danish was? Anyone?
If you said farden or fuck, you would be absolutely correct
So anyway, that's pretty much what's going on with me. I mean, besides learning about modern Africa from the 19th century to today, learning all that there is to know about greek mythology, as well as the beginings of western civilization (including reading The Epic of Gilgamesh for the FIFTH time, and every thing that we are doing wrong to fuck up out environment in environmental studies.
...Yeah... I'm just a little busy.
Till next time,
Hayley
Thursday, April 7, 2011
Friday, March 18, 2011
Stereotypes
Hey all,
So I ended up having a discussion about stereotypes with my friend today. Truth be told we're still having that discussion as I write this.
We ended up getting on a tangent about how the rest of the world sees Americans as, to put it lightly, not all that bright.
Being American myself, I have to say, I don't mind that stereotype. I might not like it being used on me, but I think that there is a bit of truth to that. And when I say a bit what I really mean is the the majority of Americans aren't that smart.
To quote my dear friend, "And even the smart ones still sometimes refer to Swahili as a country."
If you want more fun, sarcastic remarks from my friend, then you should totally check out her new website . It's still starting up, but it's quite good for just beginning. She's currently working on two books that she is posting weekly there.
Till next time,
Hayley
So I ended up having a discussion about stereotypes with my friend today. Truth be told we're still having that discussion as I write this.
We ended up getting on a tangent about how the rest of the world sees Americans as, to put it lightly, not all that bright.
Being American myself, I have to say, I don't mind that stereotype. I might not like it being used on me, but I think that there is a bit of truth to that. And when I say a bit what I really mean is the the majority of Americans aren't that smart.
To quote my dear friend, "And even the smart ones still sometimes refer to Swahili as a country."
If you want more fun, sarcastic remarks from my friend, then you should totally check out her new website . It's still starting up, but it's quite good for just beginning. She's currently working on two books that she is posting weekly there.
Till next time,
Hayley
Thursday, March 10, 2011
Days of Study, Nights of WoWcraft
Hello all.
Right now I'm almost to the end of Dead Week. For those of you who don't know what Dead Week is, it's the name for the week before finals. It's the last days of class, and the last time that you'll see the sun for any reasonable amount of time. If you count reasonable amount of time as meaning rushing between your classes so that you have time to study later.
Overall, it's horrible. More stressful than the finals themselves is getting ready for the finals. Especially if you (aka me) have a professor that ignores the rules of the university and has one of their finals during this week. Or gives homework. But personally I think the premature final is worse.
This quarter I took and intro to robotics course. Intro my ass! The professor acted as if we were all advanced programming students and pretty much said "Here's the parts, make and program robots for your grade." It sucked.
Anyway. One of the most important things that you can do during the week is to keep calm and relaxed and not try to kill yourself. So my friends decided last night that we would take a small break and play WoW to have fun and let our stress out. We're trying to up our guild rank right now, so we were planning on doing a quick guild run of Deadmines. This small break was supposed to be an hour and a half at max.
We ended up playing from 1030 pm last night until 6 am this morning. We completed guild runs of every classic dungeon on Kalimdor so that we can get the Classic Dungeon Master achievement for our guild. This includes the three of us running naked (so that our gear didn't break as we were playing Alliance at the time) into Orggimar time and time again so that we would be able to run Ragefire Chasm.
This would be funny no matter what, but what made it worse was the fact that we were all hyped up on at least two energy drinks a piece. Oh, and did I mention it was 3 am? And that we had an audience of PCs standing around and watching as a naked dwarf shaman, a human paladin, a human mage, and a night elf druid in flight form ran through the middle of their city, constantly dieing and making very very slow progress to the instance entrance.
While this repeated running and dieing would be insane no matter when you try it, we were lucky to be playing at 3 am, so Orggimar was a lot emptier than it usually is.
Did I mention that we were all completely naked except for city tabards?
So thanks to our insanity Valkyries of Revelation is now halfway done with the Classic Dungeon achievement.
We stopped playing at 8 am, went to our classes at 9 am, came back to the dorms at 10 am, and then slept until 530 pm. Overall it was a good day...night...thing.
Just hope my robot final works tomorrow.
Until next time,
Hayley
Right now I'm almost to the end of Dead Week. For those of you who don't know what Dead Week is, it's the name for the week before finals. It's the last days of class, and the last time that you'll see the sun for any reasonable amount of time. If you count reasonable amount of time as meaning rushing between your classes so that you have time to study later.
Overall, it's horrible. More stressful than the finals themselves is getting ready for the finals. Especially if you (aka me) have a professor that ignores the rules of the university and has one of their finals during this week. Or gives homework. But personally I think the premature final is worse.
This quarter I took and intro to robotics course. Intro my ass! The professor acted as if we were all advanced programming students and pretty much said "Here's the parts, make and program robots for your grade." It sucked.
Anyway. One of the most important things that you can do during the week is to keep calm and relaxed and not try to kill yourself. So my friends decided last night that we would take a small break and play WoW to have fun and let our stress out. We're trying to up our guild rank right now, so we were planning on doing a quick guild run of Deadmines. This small break was supposed to be an hour and a half at max.
We ended up playing from 1030 pm last night until 6 am this morning. We completed guild runs of every classic dungeon on Kalimdor so that we can get the Classic Dungeon Master achievement for our guild. This includes the three of us running naked (so that our gear didn't break as we were playing Alliance at the time) into Orggimar time and time again so that we would be able to run Ragefire Chasm.
This would be funny no matter what, but what made it worse was the fact that we were all hyped up on at least two energy drinks a piece. Oh, and did I mention it was 3 am? And that we had an audience of PCs standing around and watching as a naked dwarf shaman, a human paladin, a human mage, and a night elf druid in flight form ran through the middle of their city, constantly dieing and making very very slow progress to the instance entrance.
While this repeated running and dieing would be insane no matter when you try it, we were lucky to be playing at 3 am, so Orggimar was a lot emptier than it usually is.
Did I mention that we were all completely naked except for city tabards?
So thanks to our insanity Valkyries of Revelation is now halfway done with the Classic Dungeon achievement.
We stopped playing at 8 am, went to our classes at 9 am, came back to the dorms at 10 am, and then slept until 530 pm. Overall it was a good day...night...thing.
Just hope my robot final works tomorrow.
Until next time,
Hayley
Wednesday, February 23, 2011
Webcomic Update
So, I figured that I would do a little update on my webcomic idea, but not the way that you are most likely expecting.
So I'm still working out the idea for the one about Rowan, but there is now another one in the works.
This new one is based off the guild that I am in in WoW. Fucking addicting game that is. It'll be about my friends and I and random stuff that happens during the time that we play.
Oh! And this one has a name! It's called Valkyries of Revelation after (guess what?) our guild name.
As before I will put up character designs as I finish them and hopefully get a scanner.
Chao~
Hayley
So I'm still working out the idea for the one about Rowan, but there is now another one in the works.
This new one is based off the guild that I am in in WoW. Fucking addicting game that is. It'll be about my friends and I and random stuff that happens during the time that we play.
Oh! And this one has a name! It's called Valkyries of Revelation after (guess what?) our guild name.
As before I will put up character designs as I finish them and hopefully get a scanner.
Chao~
Hayley
Sunday, February 6, 2011
New Idea
So, I've been trying to decide if I want to try and do a web comic for a very long time. Seeing as I read so many, I've been wanting to try and do my own. But I never really had any ideas for what to make one about. But on the way back up to school today I think that I've finally thought of an idea that would work.
I'm excited!
I'm not going to say much, just that it's about a teen named Rowan Taylor who has to deal with some very interesting shit in his life. I'd say more, but not only would it ruin the surprise, but I don't know much more than that. Go me.
So expect to see some concept art up here as I draw it and tell me what you think.
Till next time,
Hayley
I'm excited!
I'm not going to say much, just that it's about a teen named Rowan Taylor who has to deal with some very interesting shit in his life. I'd say more, but not only would it ruin the surprise, but I don't know much more than that. Go me.
So expect to see some concept art up here as I draw it and tell me what you think.
Till next time,
Hayley
Thursday, January 13, 2011
Happy New Year!!!
So, it's been a bit of time since I last posted, so forgive me for that. The holidays were a very busy time, not to mention the week before were finals. But anyways...
I got Photoshop for christmas (YAY!!!!!!!) so expect some pictures to begin appearing here eventually. (I'll get around to it I swear!)
Before this school year started my first laptop was killed, taking with it my two past NaNoWriMos and many other stories, songs, poems, and ideas with it that I can no longer remember. My laptop was later resurected, and now belongs to my mum, but sadly nothing was salvageable. I do not relate this story to try for pity, but to get to rant about how happy I am right now.
Why am I so happy you ask? Because some of my best story ideas have survived because of my dear friends. Yesterday I was able to get the first chapter of a zombie book that I adore. Meaning that, while I might only remember the name of one of the main characters, and the main plot and, sad as the loss might be, this means that I can at least recreate this idea to the best of my abilities. So yay!
There's not much else that has been going on honestly. Writing, playing with pictures, etc. Just surviving. Trying to have enough time to do things that I enjoy while keeping my grades up enough to stay in school. That's about all.
Till next time,
Hayley
I got Photoshop for christmas (YAY!!!!!!!) so expect some pictures to begin appearing here eventually. (I'll get around to it I swear!)
Before this school year started my first laptop was killed, taking with it my two past NaNoWriMos and many other stories, songs, poems, and ideas with it that I can no longer remember. My laptop was later resurected, and now belongs to my mum, but sadly nothing was salvageable. I do not relate this story to try for pity, but to get to rant about how happy I am right now.
Why am I so happy you ask? Because some of my best story ideas have survived because of my dear friends. Yesterday I was able to get the first chapter of a zombie book that I adore. Meaning that, while I might only remember the name of one of the main characters, and the main plot and, sad as the loss might be, this means that I can at least recreate this idea to the best of my abilities. So yay!
There's not much else that has been going on honestly. Writing, playing with pictures, etc. Just surviving. Trying to have enough time to do things that I enjoy while keeping my grades up enough to stay in school. That's about all.
Till next time,
Hayley
Monday, December 20, 2010
We now interupt your regularly schedualed program...
Ok, sorry to take a break from my usual random blog postings about my creative exploits and all that jazz, but I really have to get something off of my chest, and since it happens to be 1:00 am as I write this, I’m afraid that this is all I can do, so you’ll have to suffer through me ranting. Or at least I hope you do, as I feel that this is important, else I wouldn’t be writing it.
So I just finished watching Mormon Prop 8, which is a documentary that was first shown at the Sundance Film Festival. I suppose that there is a large difference between knowing the facts on a subject and having them thrown in your face – full colour and sound and all. I’ve wanted to see it since it was announced to be playing at the Seattle film Festival, but unfortunately my parents weren’t able to get us tickets, as it sold out so quickly.
But enough about that, onto what I really want to talk about. Namely, how can any one group, let alone any one person, feel that it is in the best interest of whole to take away people’s rights? How is it that the Mormon church believes that they are doing “God’s Will” as they preach a message of hate to impressionable children who grow to be teens and feel that there is no way out other than to OD, or to shoot themselves, or cut their wrists? So that they die? And yet the church continues to support their message of hate, refusing to take responsibility to the countless lives that they have ended. And how is it that we, as a people, as a country that is founded on basic human rights and the idea of equality for all, how is it that we do not make them take that responsibility.
I believe that the part that got to me most was when they were talking about this boy, around 22-23 years old, who pinned a “Do Not Resuscitate” page to his front, walked to his LDS church, and shot himself in the head. And while that is horrible and terrible and all a number of synonyms (of which I could go on for hours about), the thing that make me sick was the response that his parents gave. It was something around the likes of “Our family has had a great weight lifted from it since -------- died.” That was their son. Their son. They people who made him, gave birth to him, raised him and loved him through his life, those people are glad that their son committed suicide.
How is it that they feel that it is right to feel that way? That even after losing their son to their churches doctrine of hate they stand by that doctrine and proclaim that it was the right thing that happened, that it was “God’s Will” that this happened, and that by killing himself their son saved himself?
I might not be the most spiritual person that you’ll ever meet. Hell, I’m an atheist. But I respect others right to believe what they believe. I might not like it, but that is their right as a citizen of The United States of America to have that religious freedom and to believe whatever they choose to, despite what others have to say. But there is a reason that we have the division between church and state. That division is there so that it stops one group from being attacked by others because of their beliefs. The division of church and state is there so that any proposed law or idea that would affect another’s lives and freedoms be rendered moot, just because that belief is based on a religion that not all believe.
And yet something as terrible as Proposition 8 is voted in, signed into law, and, assuming that they basic thought that about 1 or 2 out of every 10 people are gay, and that around 3 or 4 more out of that same 10 are not strictly heterosexual, that would mean that at the low end around 40% of the population is “deviant” is some regards, and at the high end it would mean that 60% of the population are “deviants”, just because of who they are and how they were born. In actual statistics, if there are about 310,952,000 (rounded) people in the US, than between 62,190,400 and 124,380,800 of that 310,952,000 people in our “Free and Equal” country are being denied of the right to marry the one they love on the grounds of others religions.
It isn’t right, it isn’t lawful, and it needs to stop. So please, if you read this and agree that this isn’t the kind of country that you want to live in, that you want your children to live in, one that chooses hate rather than acceptance, preaching death and damnation rather than love, find a way to help. Write letters, get involved in your community.
If you act you can make a difference and save lives.
Visit:
The Human Rights Campaign
So I just finished watching Mormon Prop 8, which is a documentary that was first shown at the Sundance Film Festival. I suppose that there is a large difference between knowing the facts on a subject and having them thrown in your face – full colour and sound and all. I’ve wanted to see it since it was announced to be playing at the Seattle film Festival, but unfortunately my parents weren’t able to get us tickets, as it sold out so quickly.
But enough about that, onto what I really want to talk about. Namely, how can any one group, let alone any one person, feel that it is in the best interest of whole to take away people’s rights? How is it that the Mormon church believes that they are doing “God’s Will” as they preach a message of hate to impressionable children who grow to be teens and feel that there is no way out other than to OD, or to shoot themselves, or cut their wrists? So that they die? And yet the church continues to support their message of hate, refusing to take responsibility to the countless lives that they have ended. And how is it that we, as a people, as a country that is founded on basic human rights and the idea of equality for all, how is it that we do not make them take that responsibility.
I believe that the part that got to me most was when they were talking about this boy, around 22-23 years old, who pinned a “Do Not Resuscitate” page to his front, walked to his LDS church, and shot himself in the head. And while that is horrible and terrible and all a number of synonyms (of which I could go on for hours about), the thing that make me sick was the response that his parents gave. It was something around the likes of “Our family has had a great weight lifted from it since -------- died.” That was their son. Their son. They people who made him, gave birth to him, raised him and loved him through his life, those people are glad that their son committed suicide.
How is it that they feel that it is right to feel that way? That even after losing their son to their churches doctrine of hate they stand by that doctrine and proclaim that it was the right thing that happened, that it was “God’s Will” that this happened, and that by killing himself their son saved himself?
I might not be the most spiritual person that you’ll ever meet. Hell, I’m an atheist. But I respect others right to believe what they believe. I might not like it, but that is their right as a citizen of The United States of America to have that religious freedom and to believe whatever they choose to, despite what others have to say. But there is a reason that we have the division between church and state. That division is there so that it stops one group from being attacked by others because of their beliefs. The division of church and state is there so that any proposed law or idea that would affect another’s lives and freedoms be rendered moot, just because that belief is based on a religion that not all believe.
And yet something as terrible as Proposition 8 is voted in, signed into law, and, assuming that they basic thought that about 1 or 2 out of every 10 people are gay, and that around 3 or 4 more out of that same 10 are not strictly heterosexual, that would mean that at the low end around 40% of the population is “deviant” is some regards, and at the high end it would mean that 60% of the population are “deviants”, just because of who they are and how they were born. In actual statistics, if there are about 310,952,000 (rounded) people in the US, than between 62,190,400 and 124,380,800 of that 310,952,000 people in our “Free and Equal” country are being denied of the right to marry the one they love on the grounds of others religions.
It isn’t right, it isn’t lawful, and it needs to stop. So please, if you read this and agree that this isn’t the kind of country that you want to live in, that you want your children to live in, one that chooses hate rather than acceptance, preaching death and damnation rather than love, find a way to help. Write letters, get involved in your community.
If you act you can make a difference and save lives.
Visit:
The Human Rights Campaign
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