POKEMANS COMIX by ~hypogermic on deviantART

LOL LOL LOL LOL LOL LOL

9u6;;

This past Saturday, I got a nice, good-quality working scanner. At a yard sale. For $10.
I'm not sure if I can accurately express in words JUST HOW HAPPY that makes me. *∀* By my estimation, this will be the first time I've had access to a working scanner in around a year.

What does this mean? Certainly, it means more stupid drawing shit from me, which will probably start trickling onto my pathetic crapothon of a deviantART account sometime within the next couple of weeks. Right now I am working on coloring a sketch I did for my friend Cy god knows how long ago. It's taking a while! :| I'm trying to put a lot more thought into light-source and shading than I usually do, for this piece; I'm also using it as a way to get used to using GIMP for stuff other than resizing and shit. We still fight, but I'm getting to the point where I think I can actually start to... -use- it for shit, now. (One thing that openCanvas still has on GIMP is a watercolor blending feature that actually blends colors. I haven't discovered such a thing hidden away in GIMP's toolbox yet.)

... I know I said I'd write up entries for my con adventures, but does anybody really give a shit? :| I don't know if I should really bother. *shrug* It's been so long now that it almost seems pointless.

Yep, another meme, boy I am cool. Somebody had better do this or else I will cry. Probably. Maybe.

YOU'RE ON MY FRIENDS LIST, I want to know 28 things about you. I don't care if we've never talked, never really clicked, or if we already know everything about each other. I really don't. You are obviously on my flist, so let me know with whom I'm friends!


01. Your Middle Name, or explain your Chosen Name:
02. Mental Age:
03. Single or Taken:
04. Favorite Book:
05. Favorite Song or Album:
06. What do you believe is your calling in life? Your greatest passion?
07. What's your worst recurring nightmare/biggest fear?
08. Faith, has you any? And if so, what, and if not, why not?:
09. Do we know each other outside of LJ? Do we want to?
10. What's your philosophy on life?
11. Is the bottle half-full or half-empty?
12. Would you tell me something painful if it was in my best interest?
13. What is your favorite memory of us?
14. What is your favorite guilty pleasure?
15. Tell me one odd/interesting fact about you:
16. You can have three wishes what are they?
17. What is your favorite food?
18. Which country is your spiritual home?
19. What is your big weakness?
20. Do you think I'm a good person?
21. What was your best/favorite subject at school?
22. Describe your accent:
23. If you could change anything about me, would you?
24. What do you wear to sleep?
25. Gender identity?
26. Affectionate/sexual orientation?
27. If I only had one day to live, what would we do together? (If you have no idea, just say something crazy, it'll entertain me!)
28. Will you repost this so I can fill it out for you?

Still haven't updated about Anime Boston yet. :| And I just got home from AnimeNEXT. The reason for this is mainly that I lost the draft of the entry I was writing for Boston, and I got so fed up with the whole thing that I just said FUCK IT and stopped working on it entirely. I should write SOMEthing, though, at least.

But first... desktop wallpaper meme.

(From deusredux, raved)

Rules—
01. Anyone who looks at this entry has to post this meme and their current wallpaper at their LiveJournal.
02. Explain in five sentences why you're using that wallpaper!
03. Don't change your wallpaper before doing this! The point is to see what you had on!



1. Saiyuki is the shit.
2. Kazuya Minekura is the shit.
3. This piece of art is the sh-- ... for real, I was browsing around the artbook scan gallery at aethereality.net and this image really stuck out to me.
4. It's clean and beautiful and I certainly do not mind seeing it when I start up my laptop.
5. It is a little weird that Son Goku isn't even my favorite Saiyuki character, yet my desktop AND Livejournal backgrounds both feature him... :V huh.

just got back from boston

woohooo 9w6

will post about it tomorrow

so tired

feels good man

bespa kumamero absolutely made my weekend and i can't wait to gush about them

good night \o/

I AM IN BOSTON YOU GUYS*

HOLY SHIT

That is right, I am currently in a hotel hogging the ethernet cord (no wifi, buuurgh) in BOSTON. :D I'm on a trip with my college's Anime Club to go to- what else?- Anime Boston. This is only the second anime convention I've ever been to in my life, so I'm very excited. <3

There was some drama before we left when we thought that Will wasn't going to make it to campus in time (since all fifteen of us were meeting up there and grouping up into three vehicles for the four- or five-hour ride.) He was half an hour late, but at least he made it there; any later (after 3:30PM) and we would have had to leave him. D: The ride itself was actually quite tolerable. I rode with Alison, Dan, Will and Kelly, with Kelly behind the wheel, so we chitchatted and listened to music while she drove. After we got here around eight o'clock, we parked in the multi-level garage and left all our stuff in the cars to hit the convention center and get our badges ahead of time. This was our reason for being in a rush; I think the deadline to get the badges ahead of time was nine, and if we'd missed it we would have had to wait on line tomorrow, possibly for hours.

Then we headed back to the garage, grabbed our stuff, and lugged it the block or so down to the hotel and down to our rooms (ours is so tinyyyy, and there's no refrigerator! I had to put my food in "the couples'" room, since THEY have a fridge... =A=). My roommates are Kaylei, Kat, Ryan, and Pam. Kat and Ryan are pretty chill, even though they can be kind of obnoxious, and Kaylei is practically my school waifu, but Pam... I just hope we don't have to deal with too much attention-whoring drama from her. Luckily, the musical guests at Anime Boston don't include any smokin' hot visual kei azn boytoys (Monkichi from BESPA KUMAMERO doesn't really seem to fit that bill) for her to "fall in love with" and weep and blubber over all day. =A= the less bullshit I have to put up with from her, the better... Though, she did go out DRINKING with some of the other club members tonight, so goodness knows what kind of fun we'll have to look forward to in the wee hours of the morning...

WELL. It's late and I want to shower now so I don't have to do it in the morning. I will either make daily updates each night or, more likely, I will chronicle my whole con experience on Sunday evening when I get home (or Monday, or Tuesday, or a week later...) So we'll see what happens! :D Wish me luck!




*who do I think is reading this?

MY. BACK. HURTS. LIKE A MOTHER. *tries vainly to stretch it* Dx gahahhh oww </3
Well! It certainly has been a while since I last posted. :| Let's see, what's happened in between...

At the end of February, my friend Kaylei and I joined Weight Watchers together. :DD It's going really well so far. In my first three weeks I lost a little over ten pounds; this past week, I gained around 0.8lbs, but that was due to my flagrant disregard for how much I was eating at parties over spring break. DD: I was actually expecting the results to be much worse. I'll be on my best behavior from now on! *muscle* ...Now excuse me while I demolish this plate of spaghetti and meatballs. *NOM NOM NOM*

As for those parties... I went to one party on Friday, which was held by Kaylei's boyfriend (and my regular-friend) Bram, staying over into Saturday afternoon, and then another party on Tuesday, held at Vanessa's house, after which I stayed at Kaylei's house into Wednesday afternoon. The first party was a lot of fun-- Bram has a really impressive rec. room in his basement with a widescreen TV, vidya gaemz, a pool table, and three incredibly comfortable couches (and an armchair.) There was also a large amount of booze present. I did get a little tipsy- the shame! D:- but certainly not drunk, and I probably won't do it again any time soon. I just wasn't impressed. *shrug* Several of my friends are weeeeird drunks, too.

I played Rock Band for the first time; I suck at playing guitar/bass, but I kicked ass on vocals! *played "Still Alive" like three times* I love that song. +_+ And I had to listen to DD butchering "Ballroom Blitz"... oh man, that was torture. I was all like "DAN. DUDE. Seriously. You are murdering it. Gimme the mic." And he was like "NO I ROCK AT THIS SONG." Ffff. Also, Lacey tried to teach me to play pool (despite DD's constant interference), and I spent a larger portion of time than I would have preferred cleaning up messes made by my drunken compatriots. Fucken boys don't know how to clean up after themselves, ughhh. Then as we all sort of decided we were going to settle in for the night, someone had the bright idea of putting on a movie. Well, okay, they can watch the movie while I go to sleep, right? Sure, if you ignore the fact that the SPEAKER WAS RIGHT IN MY EAR. (I was sleeping on an obscenely comfortable couch.) I dozed off while half-watching, then woke up pissed off during an especially loud part and bitched for someone to turn it down.

I woke up again early in the morning with my neck hurting like a bitch... it's very difficult to sleep on a couch without completely wrecking your neck, no matter how comfy the couch is. I adjusted myself a bit, fell back to sleep, and when I woke back up it felt fine. :D Yay! I ate some breakfast upstairs with the rest of the remaining guests, then played Left 4 Dead a bit with Kaylei downstairs, to the almost constant sound of the three or four guys in the room bitching and moaning about how poorly we were playing, how we were taking too long, how we weren't doing thus-and-such right, etc. I started getting really annoyed at them, after a while. Dx They KNEW that I had only played the game once before and wasn't very good at it, and Kaylei had never played before in her life. Besides, what business is it of theirs how I play? As far as I'm concerned, if I'm having fun, I'm playing the right way. HMPH. Anyway. Not too long after that, Kaylei and I headed home.

On Monday I went to the town park with Kaylei and her puppy-- we had so much fun! :3 We explored some trails, investigated the playground, and mucked around in the stream/waterfall area on the edge of the park; I did most of the mucking, really. Nearly fell on my ass a couple of times, too. Wet rocks are slippery. (I borrowed Kaylei's copy of a volume of FRUiTS, too. SO COOL.)

The party on Tuesday was a good deal less exciting. Kaylei drove me over with Bram, and we stayed until... I think around two o'clock in the morning, when we all went back to Kaylei's house to spend the night. We had planned on staying at Vanessa's house, but Bram's allergic to cats, and the hair from the two cats was bothering him. There were eight people at that party, including Vanessa's three year old son (not including myself), and of those eight, four were people who get on my nerves often. And none of them were the kid. D: It was a pretty subdued party; I played some SingStar, then me, Vanessa and Kaylei played Mall Madness (never played it before, lawl). Then we left. I actually had a better time at Kaylei's house xD;; I slept on the floor and woke up after Bram left; Kaylei and I made breakfast, then watched Death Proof and RENT. (I bawww'd.) I went home in the late afternoon.

We had our Weight Watchers meeting on Thursday; after that, I went home and played some Gitaroo Man. I just started playing that game this week, and HOLY CRAP it is hard! D: Makes me wanna cry. I'm determined to get good at it though! After playing for a bit, I decided to take a short walk-- which turned into a very, very long walk. I was sooo pooped by the time I got back, so I ended up sleeping for a while after that.

And... that's about it for this week, I think! :Y I should reeeeeally go to sleep, as I'm going yard saling in the morning. Good night, uhhh... imaginary reader. *WANGSTS THAT NO ONE READS MY LJ*

I feel like I should have something meaningful to post about, but I'm sick and I can't think of anything. So a meme is all you get.

This is a fun one, though; I highly recommend trying it. I forget where I found it originally, but I've seen a number of people's results, and they're unfailingly interesting.

Instructions:

1. The first article title on the Wikipedia Random Articles page is the name of your band.

2. The last four or five words of the very last quotation on the Random Quotations page is the title of your album.

3. The third picture in Flickr's Interesting Photos From The Last 7 Days will be your album cover.

4. Use your graphics program of choice to throw them together, and post the result.



The original image wasn't upside-down. I just thought it was fitting, somehow. :|

*yaaawn* Goin' to bed.

HEY. HEY. YEAH, YOU. If anyone is ACTUALLY reading this, comment, you fag. D:< Or I'll be forced to come to the obvious conclusion that NO ONE, in fact, reads this journal.

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Okay. So as of next Sunday... I'm gonna be out of work.

This isn't exactly unexpected, but it is still a little jarring; despite the fact that I loudly told myself (and others) "HAHAH I'M PROBABLY GOING TO BE FIRED SOON ANYWAY WOT EVAAA" every chance I got, it doesn't really do much to take the edge off. I have been very lucky to have had a job these past four months; having that much money at my disposal was very new to me, and also very intoxicating. I've been spending a lot on things that I want, but definitely don't need. So it's going to be difficult to readjust myself into penny-pinching mode, to say the least.

Beyond that, I'm deeply divided on whether I should feel upset, saddened, angry, panicked, or... relieved? I mean, I feel bummed out over this, absolutely, and I am having a hard time convincing myself that I am not going to cry no way no how. And I'd be lying if I said I didn't feel a little jilted, a little cheated, a little bit used, even though I was NEVER under the impression that this would be a permanent position. I was hired for a seasonal position, I worked hard and did the best I could, I never goofed around on the job (even though my managers often treated me like I did,) and now I'm being let go. It's logical and makes good business sense, but it still stings a bit. FLIPPING THE FUCK OUT is a really attractive option to me right now, since I sort of feel like I'm hanging over the edge of a dark pit of no-food, no-shinies, no-projects, and no-AnimeBoston-trip-with-anime-club, and it's causing me to go OH MY GOD WHAT AM I GOING TO DO OH MY GODDDDDDD in my head.

But despite everything, some part of me is breathing a small sigh of relief. There were good days, sure, and I enjoyed parts of my time working there, but this job has not been all rainbows and sunshine and peaches and strawberries and happiness. It was damn stressful for me. I think I was justified in feeling miffed that a few of my friends reacted in surprise when I told them that working at a fabric store was not easy.

When you work at a fabric store, the customers expect you to KNOW about sewing, so if you do not sew often, as was the case with me, you need to pick up a lot of information from your environment, and pick it up quickly. You have to know where to find x, y, and z at any given time, and in a store with as many different sections and departments as ours, where stock is shifted around on a constant basis, that can be pretty damn difficult. You find the fabric the customer is looking for if they're new to the store or too lazy to do it themselves, you cut it to their specifications, you explain to n customers every single day that no, we CAN'T cut your fabric into two or more separate pieces for you because it is against our company policy to do so, and you struggle to keep yourself from sighing and/or rolling your eyes as they either bitch and fume over this or resolutely figure out a way to get around the rule.

You show customers how to read the back of a pattern to see how much yardage they need, you remind GROWN-ASS ADULTS that there are three feet/36 inches in a yard, and you shake your head tiredly as customers express frustration at the fact that you are not going to give them free fabric that they believe they are entitled to for whatever reason. You try your damnedest to herd the customers into a single line, and find yourself explaining, on several memorable occasions, the importance of standing on line, and why it is imperative that EVERYONE do it in order to be served, to customers (who are, I remind you, GROWN-ASS ADULTS.)

Once you are done cutting fabric, you get to put it away. If you don't stay caught up with putting away fabric, it piles up behind the cutting counter, and you are left with twenty, thirty, forty bolts of fabric or more to put away after the store closes. This includes the rolls of home dec fabric and vinyl, which are heavy, ponderous, and cause excruciating pain when dropped on your toe. As you put the fabric back on the shelf where it belongs, you are also expected to tuck, neaten and rearrange ("recover") the fabric that has been pulled, dropped, unraveled, left in the wrong place, and trampled on by customers. (I can only assume that these are the kind of people who visit someone else's house, use the bathroom, and do not flush the toilet afterward.)

You run errands, you do math, you advise and play yes-man. You enter special orders, answer the phone, and climb a step ladder to retrieve fabric from top-stock. You are berated by women who work in real estate, women who have a house in the Florida Keys where their good sewing machine is, men who are in a goddamn hurry and are not going to wait on line again, women who know how customer service is SUPPOSED to work and YOU sure aren't doing it right, and old ladies who will swear on their favorite Big Dog t-shirt that they always used to get the little bit on the end of the yard free when they shopped at the store years ago, and the girls over in Ramsey and Albany still do it that way, pointed look. You put away patterns, IN ORDER, in their assigned drawers, and you painstakingly shift those patterns around when they don't fit into the drawers the way they're supposed to. You run around with a disgusting old broom sweeping up lint, rubber bands, Cheerios, lint, Cheezits, candy, plastic fabric clips, lint, the world's most resilient dust bunnies, fabric samples, candy wrappers, lint, tacks, lint, pins, hair, glitter, fake berries, dust, dead leaves, coffee beans, lint, dead spiders, loose threads, and lint. If you refuse to leave the cutting counter to show a customer where something is, you are chided for failing to provide good customer service. If you lead a customer around practically by the hand and show them everything they need to complete their project, how to find out how much they'll need, what kind of fabric they can use, and try not to scream as they ask you a question that you cannot feasibly answer for what seems like the hundredth time, you will be chided for leaving your post and failing to provide good customer service to those who need fabric cut.

You cut fabric for quilters and seamstresses, high school fashion design students and 4H members, home decorators and guys who need lots and lots of clear plastic vinyl, expectant mothers and self-important mediocre crafters who seem to think that no-sew fleece throws are an extremely original and innovative creation of theirs. You work later than you're scheduled to without a word of thanks. Sometimes, you enjoy yourself.

And then you get fired! :O

Honestly, I'm almost glad not to be working there any more, since it'll give me the chance to look for a better job.

Almost.

Filling out job applications is going to suck.

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Teriyaki chicken breast
Low-fat brownie
Microwaved popcorn (< 1 bag)
Candy cane (< 1)
Low-fat brownie
Carrot sticks
Pork with vegetables and carrots

(Yeah, I'm going to start trying to do this shit again.)

I just realized I don't think I ever mentioned our new cats in any of my previous updates. So here's the lowdown:

A few months back, my family adopted a young mom cat and her male kitten from a girl in my art class. Their introduction into the household was a little rocky, but then, that always seems to be the case with cats. It took us forever to come up with names for them that everyone could agree on; eventually, the male members of the family ended up naming the male cat, while the female members named the female cat. It worked out that way completely by chance. :| I'll try to get some decent pictures of the two at some point; for now, here's a brief description of both.

Magpie (the mom cat)is almost completely black except for two small flecks of white, one on her chest and one on her belly between her hind legs. My mom wanted to name her Maggie, and I liked the name Magpie, so we compromised; after all, Maggie can be short for Magpie. :V She is pretty skittish and paranoid, and likes to be in places where she can see any assailants that may be approaching her. If you make nice, though, she's very affectionate.

X-ray (the boy cat) is entirely black and was named by the guys. I guess the name has grown on me a bit (I really didn't like it at first), though I was holding out for "Rufio" for a while. Oh well. X-ray has reached that age/size where he's not really tiny anymore, but he's by no means big; he has lanky legs and a chubby belly. Some of his favorite pastimes include tearing around the house like a maniac, playing with those plastic curly things that come off of the tops of milk jugs when you open them, and harassing the other residents of the house (especially his mom). When he's feeling more docile, he loves to cuddle, and he ESPECIALLY likes having his face and neck rubbed. He is also very interested in computers and the Internet, and has expressed the desire to use my laptop many times, often with the result of putting it into sleep mode accidentally. Oddly enough, he seems particularly fond of gay animu smut.

...So yeah.

WELL. Christmas has been and gone. Now it's just a short week or so until the new year! I hope that everyone has enjoyed the winter holidays with their loved ones. :3 It's late and I'm tired, so this post will be brief. In fact, it'll mostly consist of my short list of holiday loot.

But first, a brief interlude to express my feelings regarding "The Happening":

Fuck you, M. Night Shyamalan. Now I'm afraid of TREES. And WIND. And it wasn't even a good movie, you prick. It's like you didn't get the memo that movies need an interesting plot, not just a somewhat cool idea to start with that COULD have potential if handled properly. Which you did not do. Your movie left me wondering what the fuck it was that I just saw, and not in a good way.

There. Now that that's done...

I got:

- A warm winter coat from Land's End. I love my brown corduroy coat, but... it's seriously lacking in the insulation department, so this coat was seriously needed.
- Three new styli for my DS.
- A copy of "Personal Trainer: Cooking" for DS. I can't wait to try out some recipes! :3
- A crocheted blue-and-black beanie-type hat.
- "DEATH PROOF" on DVD. (Oh, you know I can't let you go... Without tapping that ass... ONE! MORE! TIME!
- "Penn & Teller Magic and Mystery Tour" on DVD. (FUCK YEAH Penn & Teller >:D)
- A pair of handmade earrings from my mom.
- A bag of Haribo Happy Cola gummi candies.
- A pair of Mario-print boxers/sleep shorts from my friend Kaylei. :D They rock!

And that's it. Santa was on a pretty tight budget this year, but I think that goes for everybody. :| (My bank account was practically demolished this month...) And I still have a million and a half late presents to give/finish... No rest for the weary!

In other news... Vocaloids are cool. :< I like Kaito. (oh god I'm a faget.)

Today was pretty productive in terms of actually doing things! Unfortunately, I am pretty sleepy right now, so I don't want to have to go into too much detail. Dx So a brief list of stuff I did follows.

- Went to the mall with Kaylei.
- Got some Christmas shopping done.
- Was witnessed to- well, really, Kaylei was the main target- by an employee at JCPenney. Wtf?
- Got my right ear re-pierced. I'm now thinking about getting another set of piercings done on my ears, since it's ttly kewl to have lots of piercings, and because it didn't hurt nearly as much as I thought it would to get this one re-done. >A>

...And some other stuff. My brain is fried. x| I'll try to update again tomorrow.

SO. Uh. Haven't posted in a while! :| Mostly because real life has been pretty damn good to me recently. Went to see Nobel Son with a group of friends! We were literally the only ones in the theatre, so we made the most of it by yelling at the screen, laughing, and generally just emoting loudly. The film itself was AWESOME, too. Very very fun, and it had a great soundtrack. Also, Alan Rickman gets laid.

Stole this from raved since I need to beef up this post.

1. Put your music player on shuffle.
2. Press play
3. Record your answers, each song is a new answer.
4. NO SKIPPING SONGS.

Opening Credits: Shonen Knife - Spider
...well that's different. I wanna wanna wanna be a spider-man~!

Waking Up: Till The End Of The Day - Shonen Knife (cover ver.)
xD Baby I feel good, from the moment I rise~

First Day At School: BooHooWoo (.hack//Game Music BEST COLLECTION) - Mia's Theme
... umm

Falling In Love: the pillows - Rock'n'roll Sinners
To be fair, I don't think this song fits ANY situation. "Do you know how this feel? I'm hold like a prisoner!" ENGRISH POWERS GO

Fight Song: Miyavi - Girls, Be Ambitious [7 Samurai Sessions ver.]
Iiiinteresting.

Breaking Up: Shonen Knife - Riding On The Rocket
LMFAO WUT. I'm leaving you to GO TO SPACE

Prom: Shonen Knife - Public Bath
AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

Life: BooHooWoo (.hack//Game Music BEST COLLECTION) - Phase 5 Gorre
wh-what is going on here

Mental Breakdown: Miyavi - Coo quack cluck -ku.ku.ru-
... okay...


Driving: Miyavi - Señor Señora Señorita
I guess that works :|


Flashback: Shonen Knife - Animal Song
Never eat drugs, kids.

Wedding: Hideki Naganuma (Jet Set Radio OST) - Rock It On
GREATEST WEDDING EVER

Birth of Child: Miyavi - Boku wa Shitteru
... Huh.


Final Battle: Miyavi - Kabuki Boiz
What the fuck is with this movie, honestly?

Death Scene: Daft Punk/Romanthony - Too Long
SEE ABOVE. SERIOUSLY, WHAT.

Funeral Song: the pillows - Sad Sad Kiddie (instrumental ver.)
I give up.

End Credits: the pillows - March of the God
I think this is one of those movies where you think there's going to be some big twist at the end to explain all the fucked up shit that happened during it, and then it never comes.


Well, I'd better get some sleep now... :I I got some gift shopping done today, and tomorrow I'm going to the mall with Kaylei to do... more shopping! YEAH CONSUMERISM

I should never be allowed to paint.

SO. It's been about a month. I know everyone on my friends list has just been pining away for my amazingly enthralling and deep journal entries, and I decided I've been punishing you for long enough- you all know what you did- so I'll make a quick update just to let you know what's been going on with me, and yes, I have forgiven you.

(That was all a joke, by the way. :| If you couldn't tell. Except for the posting thing. I am still going to do that.)

The most noteworthy thing that's happened in the past month is that I AM NOW EMPLOYED. Fuck yeah. I work at a fabric and craft store. It's hard work, and I had some trouble getting used to it, but it's becoming easier, day by day. :3 I should be getting my next paycheck this coming Saturday, too, which is nice, hurf. That's another milestone for me: MY FIRST EVER REAL LIVE PAYCHECK. It was sixty-eight dollars. I was very disappointed that it wasn't 69. Oh well. D:

I can't think of much to post, so I'll go and study now. Entries from me may be sort of few and far between in the upcoming days/weeks/months, since school, work, and other crap is keeping me pretty busy. But I doubt most people care anyway. xD;

MEME SHIT: Do my Johari and Nohari, you hooker. D:<

I'm pretty wiped out and I just took some allergy meds, so I'll be heading to bed soon... but first, I'll just briefly go over what happened yesterday and today x|

Yesterday I had my first Intro to Art class, which was basically what I expected, with a few key differences. First of all, the professor I thought I would have- whom I actually met on the day I registered for this semester's classes, and immediately struck me as seeming like a very nice lady- apparently left the state (and, obviously, her job) over the summer. The professor who replaced her was really... uh. D: As I said on Monday, my English professor is not boring in a Ben Stein way; my Intro to Art professor, however, is. I feel bad saying it, because she doesn't seem like an unpleasant person, it's just that her demeanor and manner of speaking are so painfully dull. I really hope she was just having an off day on Tuesday. Dx She looked like she was putting herself to sleep...

I also get the distinct feeling that I'm the only one there that actually WANTS to be in the class, and am not just taking it because I need an elective or whatever. The closest thing to actual interest that I heard from any of my classmates when we were introducing ourselves was "Uhhhm.... I like art, I guess? Teehee." Hopefully it won't be like high school, where half the girls just use the class as a free period to chat and do their makeup. =A=

AAAANYWAY. After class, I met up with some friends by chance, and ended up hanging out for a long period of time with Kaylei, whom I haven't seen in like... forever. :0 It was a lot of fun, we caught up on a lot of stuff, and she introduced me to seafood salad, which is really different from the kind of stuff I usually eat, but is actually crazy good. Uhh... some crap happened after that... my mom took me shopping and I got new pants, which is awesome since I hate the short-length pants I got by mistake a while back. Dx They just look goofy. Also, according to one of the pairs of pants I got, I've gone down a pants size! It's weird... the one that's supposedly a larger size fits more snugly than the "smaller" pair. Lol pants sizing. Different brands and cuts really make a difference... :|

Anyway, today was basically the same as Monday, only with more... actual... doing stuff. My communication professor is so nice :3 And I didn't fight with my English prof. or anything, lmao. Unfortunately, my allergies started getting really bad later in the day... I was going to go into the campus tomorrow and just hang out, but I'll probably just end up staying home if I still feel like shit.

...Uh, in other news, I have a job interview on Friday! :D FUCK YEAH LET'S GO

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Peach
Starbucks iced mocha frappuccino (1 serving)
Cheerios with skim milk
V8 100% fruit juice (1 serving)
Blue corn tortilla chips (1 serving)
Chicken and brown rice with green peppers
Blue corn tortilla chips (???)
V8 100% fruit juice (uh.. a lot)

forgot to post lawl

I'll include todays events in the next post... too sleepy =A=

wahh

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Peach
Salad bar stuff (fruit, veggies, a little bit of seafood salad)
Starbucks cold mocha frappuccino thing (1 serving)
Gummi turtles (GUMMI TURTLES)
Ginger-sesame chicken salad
Fat free vanilla frozen yogurt sundae

YEAH

college


First thing in the morning was my Concepts of Physical Wellness class. My professor for that class seems really friendly and everything, and from what I've gathered, the class itself will probably be pretty easy. :V I would also be able to learn all kinds of neat stuff about nutrition and blah blah blah.

Next was Foundations of Communication, which should also be pretty cool. The professor is nice- she's a new mom! :0- and she also likes to blast the air conditioning in the room, which is awesome because colder = better.

So everything was looking pretty good... until I got to English.

Simply put, I do NOT think I am going to get along well with the professor. =_= He's incredibly boring in a very stuffy, snooty, dry, collegiate way. I also personally think he's rude and humorless. He's not just a college professor; he is a ~~~college professor~~~. He professes at the university. Well, whoop-de-shit. That doesn't mean you have to make it super duper obvious that you think you're better than everyone else. Way to come off like a total prick.

And I'm guessing he's also one of those people who feels that humor has no place in the classroom, since when he asked "how do we read poetry?"- one of many weird, abstract semi-rhetorical questions he posed to the class, with a smug air of "you people won't answer because you're too stupid"- he seemed less than amused when I broke the long silence with "from left to right". Well, guess what, pops? You haven't heard the end of it from me. D:< It's not a "glib comment", it's a JOKE, there's a DIFFERENCE. And I got a ton of 'em. I got jokes and jokes and jokes and jokes. And most of them are terrible. It's going to be a long semester for the both of us.

...No, seriously, I'm just going to show him up by rocking the shit out of the six essays we're doing this semester. Just my little way of saying OH WHAT NOW, I CAN STRING SOME SENTENCES TOGETHER. SHAVE YOUR FUCKING FACE, YOUR MOUSTACHE LOOKS LIKE YOUR NOSE TOOK A SHIT.

god.

...anyway, I have my intro to Art class tomorrow, so I'd better get to bed now. Wish me luck. C:

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Cheerios with skim milk
Peach juice
AriZona Pomegranate Green Tea (2.5 servings)
Cranberry juice (1 serving)
Roast chicken and rice
Cranberry juice (1 serving)

COLLEGE TOMORROW

brb shitting bricks



... No seriously, I'm sure it'll be fine, I just always get nervous the day before I have to do something like this =A= urgh. I think what makes me nervous is my constant fear that I'll fuck something up due to my own ineptitude when it comes to college-related things. Ehh, oh well. My biggest worry right now is how I'm going to get from my Communications class to my English one, lmao. Dx They're sort of far apart, and I only have ten minutes... oh well wot eva.

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Strawberry poppyseed salad with chicken
Slice of whole grain baguette
Mango smoothie
Peach juice (1 serving)
Ham, broccoli and potatoes
Cheerios with skim milk
Mandarin orange fruit+gel cup (1 serving)

*coloring*




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*coloring*

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Pineapple juice (1 serving)
Blueberry muffin
AriZona plum green tea (2.5 servings)
Carrot-cake muffin
Cranberry juice (1 serving)
Rice Krispy treat thing from church ladies' table at farmers' market
Two hamburgers
Peach juice (~1.5 servings)
Little mini carrot cake thing