Saturday, 23 February 2013

I am Going to get Myself a Camera

“You don't make a photograph just with a camera. You bring to the act of photography all the pictures you have seen, the books you have read, the music you have heard, the people you have loved.” 
 -Ansel Adams 


WARNING: Post with no intended meaning and may contain rantings. You have been warned. Read at your own discretion. Also be wary of spelling and grammar in this....

Owning a nice Cannon/Nikon camera has been on my list of things to have for a while, but it has never been at the top of that list. But recently, I've been thinking, I want a nice Camera that I can bring places and take craptastic pictures with. Mmmhm. 


Now I just need to save 500-1500 dollars, and get my parent's approval.. that might be a bit difficult...

But let's say that I do get their approval, now where do I get the money from? Because I'm a student, my bank account is like the Sahara, it's basically deserted with the lone random tree and animal here an there. I don't have 1k that I can just pull out of nowhere. I also don't think my parents would be all that keen to spend that much on "just a camera", unless I wait until I graduate, and get one as a gift? Nah. 


So. Now what? Get a job? I don't think my parents would approve. I know. How am I suppose to learn skills that I need in the real world without a job? I don't know. I don't know my parent's confuse me sometimes. Hmm.. so.. what does that leave me? I could sell my stuff? What stuff? Textbooks? And clothes? Ha. Maybe for like a fraction of what I need to buy the camera...


I could steal it? 

HA. You're funny. Me steal? That's like Taylor Swift or some other golden girl turning into a drug addicted alcoholic prostitute. You my friend are hilarious.

So... What can I do? Who knows. But I will get one, someday soon, and then you'll be seeing my pictures on billboards in New York. Just kidding more like Tumblr. I might turn this blog into a whatever it is now/photography blog. Yay! More posts, in which I don't actually have to think of things to write! It'll be a nice break from all my ramblings. Ha.


I'm a clutz, I am going to drop it on the first day and have it smash into a billion pieces and then I'll just be like d'awww. 1k down the drain...So... getting a DSLR camera might not be my brightest idea ever.

Well. That was just a random update that had no meaning to it whatsoever. 

But I shall update you on this adventure of mine, in a few months perhaps! But before that, Canon or Nikon? Or something else?

Friday, 22 February 2013

The Influenza and the Bright Side

"J'ai décidé d'être heureux parce que c'est bon pour la santé" 
(I decided to be happy because it's good for the health)
- Voltaire


Well. I've been sick for the past week and its been fun, most definitely. No. I detest being sick, it is a miserable and rage inducing experience for me. I'll admit I'm a bit of a nerd, and being a IB student means being loaded down with work. Thus when I get sick, it sucks. 

When I get sick, I get BOTH the influenza and the common cold, fun. I can't seem to get only one of them. So the first few days I spend my days moping around, unable to do work because of my headaches and sores. And you know what? This week I had a math test and a essay worth 25% of my final mark due. Is that not great? I love being sick. Ignore what I said before.

The remaining days, I spend hacking my lungs and going to the washroom every five minutes because I drank like 1.618 gallons (see what I did there?) of water, okay maybe that's an exaggeration, but you get the point. Mmhmm. Sounds like so much fun right? Being sick is fantastic.

And I'm not one of those people who get sick once every 5 years, no. My immune system is a troll and wants me to get sick 5 times a year, and it also wants me to be sick for a month each time. Thanks, I don't know what I would do with out you. *Insert heart here*


You know what? Suck it up. Your life could be worse.
So look on the bright side.

1. You get a chance to skip school/work/whatever tedious routine you have and SLEEP IN

Well you might get to sleep in and miss *insert something* but I on the other hand do not. I am forced to go an attend school and spread my infections to everyone! Fun. I love being at school when I'm sick. I love it even more when I have to write a test when I'm sick. So think of it like this, at least you can sleep in and skip what ever you had to do that day. Unless your like me... which would suck for you.

2. Hot beverages, in my case TEA

When I'm sick I can drink as much tea as my heart desires. Mmmmm Tea. I can drink a piping hot cup of tea while reading my favourite book. Just kidding. I read books assigned to me by my English teacher, though I do love reading. Currently books to read: 1984 by George Orwell and The Crucible by Arthur Miller. I'll admit that currently I love 1984, though some of its ideas are bit much for me, but nonetheless a superb read.

3. You have the influenza, at least you're not dying, or have cancer (most likely)

However, if you do, then no offense is meant. But for those of us who don't, be glad that it's just the influenza or the common cold. You're not going to die from this. So stop being so melodramatic and stick it through, because in a few days or weeks you'll be pretty much back to normal. This little bug won't do much to you, in fact, it'll only strengthen up your immune system. So you should be thanking this little bug.

4. You can wear what you want

When I'm sick I don't care if people judge me based on what I wear. So why not wear that super lazy or crazy outfit of yours? You're sick, most people will understand, no judgement given. Girls, your body needs a break from those nerve pinching skinny jeans (permanent nerve damage yay!) and those bone destroying heels. I should make a post on why fashion hurts. Excellent plan George.

5. Eat some random stuff!

I don't know about you, but when I'm sick, my mom let's me eat what I want when I want. Enough said.

6. I get treated like royalty

It seems that when I'm sick, I pretty much get waited hand and foot, and that's is pretty awesome. Though don't take it for granted. It is pretty nice not having to do things, like making food and getting things for me.

7. You have friends

Who are most likely still going to hang out with you even though you're sick as a diseased rat. Why? Because they're your friends, they'll make sure that you're never alone and always try to make you feel better. However, if you don't, then you need new friends, or your friend is still waiting for you to find them.
Or you could just be a horrible person, in which case I can fully understand why you don't have friends. I'm a blunt and honest person, I'll admit that, but you need to be nicer to people.

I'm going to save the rest for the next time I get sick or something bad happens.
So if you're sick, think of the bright side, and in a matter of days, you'll probably be better!

So, what do you guys do when you're sick?

Wednesday, 13 February 2013

13 Reasons Why I don't Really care about Valentine's Day

When Saint Valentine died, he sent a letter to his daughter and signed it "From your Valentine".
Hmm. Interesting...

I always seem to see people either eagerly waiting for Valentine's Day to come so that they can spend time with their loved ones. Or to have a reason to eat chocolate like a pig. That's cool too. However, I also always see single, usually, females and males raging and hating towards this holiday. Two very differing options. So, I thought I would join in and give you my take on Valentine's day, with 13 reasons as to why I don't really care.

1. Singularity
Okay, so I admit it, I'm single. Forever alone in my lonely world of science. Even when I did have a boyfriend I was still pretty nonchalant about it. But still, being single your view on days about love is really biased. But that's okay.

2. Saint Valentine Himself
Saint Valentine is a well recognized third century Roman saint. Who happened to die on the Feburary 14th. However famous for what you might say? Nothing that we can be sure of. So basically you're telling me to celebrate some man death, whose acts are not reliably known, by buying chocolates and whatnot. Hm. Sounds legit.

3. School
It's a holiday. So where is my day off from school? If I still have to go to school and drown in my IB classes and textbooks then I don't really care much for it. So yeah. Not really feeling the vibe.

4. Too much Romance Literature
Recently in school I have had to indulge romance literature (such as Madame Bovary, shown above) and write an essay worth around 25% of my final mark on said works. I have dealt with great anger towards these written works. And therefore anything that relates to love currently just does not make me happy. CURSE YOU GUSTAVE FLAUBERT.

5. Praying Mantis
I dunno. Do you want to get eaten on Valentine's Day. I don't think so.

6. Male Inequality
Do I really want to make my future boyfriend feel obliged to buy things I don't need and try extra hard to show me his love? I don't think so. I don't want him going broke on my watch.

7. Chicken
When you compare my love of chickens (the animal) to Valentine's day, it seems really insignificant. Enough said.

8. Chocolate
I myself am not a huge fan of chocolate. *legasp* I can just hear the hate. But yeah, to the people who like this day for the chocolate, I really don't sympathize. Considering I can get chocolate any time I want, this doesn't really make me care for Valentine's Day.

9. Spelling
I don't know about you, but I can't spell for my life. So when people create holidays I really don't like spelling them out. And such is Valentines. Also the capitalizing. Bleh. Therefore I prefer if Valentine's Day was just February 14th. Actually can we get rid of February, I can't spell that either.

10. Puns
I love a good pun and all, but when my friends give me the 1000th most idiotic nerd related puns, it gets kind of annoying. And I also lose all of my puns in one day. Can't pick up people with puns I already used. Darn.

11. Gifts
You're telling you want me to buy chocolate and cards for people. I'm a high school student. I don't have the money. No thanks. I'd rather pretend I don't know what Valentine's Day is. 

12. It Ruined a perfectly good 4 1/2 day weekend
This is more of a why I hate Valentine's Day. My school thought it was a bad idea to put a half day on Valentine's Day so they moved to today. CURSE YOU VALENTINE'S DAY.

13. I just like the number thirteen
So was this an excuse to have more 13's? Maybe... You'll never know.

13 or so reasons as to why I don't really care about Valentine's day. What do you think about it?

21313 About Me

"A man who dares to waste one hour of time has not discovered the value of life"
 -Charles Darwin


I have been a fan of Charles Darwin since I was a little kid, I guess you could say I grew up looking and reading about his discoveries. He was a man that changed the course of science and drew us away from our religious antics, and I respect him for that. He published something that he believe in and didn't conform to the heavily religious society he lived in. Charles Darwin is something special.

Today is the 13th of February 2013, and the start of my blog, CURIOUS CHEMICALS, a blog dedicated to all things I love and hate. But before I get into anything else, this date (2/13/13) possesses the number thirteen twice, a number that I hold quite dearly. Thus today I find it a perfect time to start my blog.

However, before this blog truly gets underway, I believe you should know a few things about me. This way I might be more relatable than just some girl on the internet.


I won't tell you my real name just yet, maybe sometime soon. But for now you can refer to me as George, I'll tell you guys about the story some day, but it's not short for anything. I am currently still in high school, however, I will be graduating and going to university in the very near future. As you might be able to tell I absolutely love photography and all things art related. Art has been part of my life since the first time I played with my food. However, my passion for art is overshadowed by my love of Biology and all things related to science, philosophy and anthropology. I guess it's not what you would expect a teenager girl to like, right? I should like.


You'd probably think I was into makeup, fashion and all things girly. I'll admit you'd be only partly right, I love fashion and shopping, but that's probably the max extent of my love. However, I believe that my love of fashion stems from my love of the arts, they are similarly related after all. I'll admit that I think makeup is too time consuming and I don't think I need it. I don't think anyone really needs it, we're all beautiful in our own ways. I personally hate how some people try to cover themselves up with the piles of makeup. It's like hiding yourself behind a mask. However, I don't have anything against people who wear minimal decent amounts. If you love makeup than you love it. I'll admit that I wear makeup on occasion, but honestly I don't think I need it to be happy.


 I'm an eating machine. I can out eat most of my male friends, and my friends usually gawk at how much I can eat.  Most people would consider me to be on the skinny side, well, on the skinny muscular side, so I guess you wouldn't see me being a pig. But honestly I love food to an endless extent. Food is something that I put above my weight, as long as I'm healthy I'm fine with my weight. However, my love of food has never been a problem to my waist line, I guess some of you would consider me blessed with good genetics.


However, I think that my love of sports would contribute to this. From a young age I was constantly involved in the sports. The majority of popular sports (such as soccer, volleyball, badminton etc) I have played competitively and for recreation. I guess you could say my love of sports helped to build up a very strong metabolism! But I love sports, the thrill of competition just drives me to always try my best. I just love the mud, dirt, pain and scars I get from sports. Weird right? But It reminds me of all the fun and excitement I experience.

Well. That's a bit about my life, what about yours?