Now I have a hat just like Zelman's. :)

TONIGHT:
• Grade papers foreveeeeer!
• Run the load of whites through the dryer!
• Attempt to sign up for classes again!

TOMORROW:
• House-sit for brief time!
• Cook dinner!
• Catch up on math assignments!

FRIDAY:
• Finish writing goddamn essay!
• Edit both bibliographies!
• Stay overnight at sittee house!

SATURDAY:
• Do art assignment!
• Demand that my mother edit my paper!
• Run darks through washer and dryer!

SUNDAY:
• Make final edits to mah essay!
• Write my essay reflection!
• Grade even more papers!

Why am I so bad at keeping things in my head?

/sob

This essay is going super-slow, but I'm already x50 more pleased with it than I was with the last draft. This was a good idea. I hope that my professor takes note that I revised this thing twice more than your average bear.

I'm cat-sitting for the rest of the week, so my internet-ness might be a little weird until Monday? Or I'll be the same as usual, just with more randomly going missing for an hour or something. There's a cat here that refuses to take his medicine, and it's taking all of my efforts to convince him that, no, really, you want to eat this.

I struggled with a child-proof cap for like twenty minutes. Perhaps ironically, I'm wearing my "Child-proof caps have spoiled my happiness" shirt.

/goes back to writing, four paragraphs to go!

HIM: Ugh, my war simulator sucks ass.
ME: I'm sorry.
HIM: I mean, you get shot with one bullet, and you go down and can't do anything.
ME: That's what happens. When people get shot with bullets, they die.
HIM: No, but like, no one would even freaking revive me or anything!
ME: Because that's what happens when you get shot. You die.
HIM: They should have just used a med pack or something, but nooooo.
ME: Because that's what happens.
HIM: No, you just-- You don't--
ME: You know what I did today?
HIM: What?
ME: I spent all day babysitting a four-year-old. I have no sympathy for your sadness.
HIM: /fake sobbing

Also, I just used the internet to help instruct my dad on how to tie a tie. I had a tissue stuffed up my nose the entire time, which is what makes this story vaguely funny.

I'm trying to draw a still-life, but all I can think about is Batman. :(

I think my peers think I'm weird. Girls more than guys, but that's just because guys have a higher chance of getting my weird jokes and internet meme references.

Mostly unrelated, today I was explaining finding the solution of a set of equations where the graphical representation spits out two pairs of parallel lines. I say to the guy in front of me and the guy next to me: "Basically... I guess even though they're both parallel, the two sets still go in two different directions, so eventually they intercept, and with their powers combined... They are Captain Planet. Which is like, four solutions."

I am bad at explaining math, but I am good at making people laugh. 8)

The class I didn't finish my homework for got cancelled. :) For the win.

Oh, man. So tired of everything lately. I feel like I could sleep forever. Next quarter, I'm definitely taking some earlier classes so that I can get my evenings back. I would like to be able to do things besides homework-class-drawing-homework-homework-homework-sleep.

( and more babble about my classes )

( meanwhile, in the table-top rpg world )

havs is a loser and got me watching all these fancy makeup design videos. Now I wish I actually had makeup colors besides pink blush, purple lipstick, and organic dirt-colored eyeshadow. I'll have to see if they have some cheap somewhere, since my budget is non-existent.

Talking to Financial Aid and Job Counseling tomorrow. We'll see if the latter is any more helpful than the former. I'm told that if you burst into tears on the spot, they're more likely to offer you money.

Hey, hey, while you're reading this... Tell me what I should draw fanart of. I have a couple things in mind already, like Gurren Lagann and 9, and I know I said to thano forever ago that I'd try my hand at drawing Joshua sometime. So, I dunno. Ideas? Throw them at me! I may or may not share due to my confidence being a fickle thing, but any practice is good practice, and I want to sketch something that isn't a box or a bottle.

All I know is that if any of my professors ask me to summarize myself in one word, I will reply without hesitation, "Quirky."

So I heard from a friend that a lot of soy in your diet can lead to irreversible intestinal damage. Despite the shard of paranoia this has buried into my subconscious (like the one that doesn't let me stand directly in front of the microwave), I have been chugging the stuff like crazy the last couple of days. I will have to do research to see if my paranoia is unfounded, or if my intestines are fucked.

That said, I have a week until school starts. I'm getting nervous, but it's the good kind of nervous. It's the six-years-old on Christmas Eve kind of nervous. Because I'm going to college. Finally. I can see myself in four years going, "...well, now what?" but for now I'm feeling pretty damn skippy.

Looks like I've gotten some last-minute procrastination in this weekend, though. Didn't get much done. That's going to have to change, soon. Oh, sleeping in until noon... How I will miss you. I've been getting tags floating in all day, is this what being active is like? What bad timing.

( list of things to do this week before school starts )

Got my first fender bender.

Lost my cell phone on a mountain.

Almost got barreled over by a firetruck we couldn't hear coming.

And how was your morning, f-list?

Hurm. Haven't had too much time for RP-ing lately. This last week has been pretty crazy. It's like I suddenly have a life and stuff. I wonder how that happened? Let's see if I can recap the fun things.

Last Saturday I went on another morning hike with my Dad, and we stopped halfway up to go up this fisherman's trail my dad had found the first time he'd been up there. It was a bit of a scramble, but at the top where these two absolutely gorgeous blue and green lakes. They were surrounded by these gigantic cliffs, there were fish swimming around, and the surface of the water sparkled in the sunlight. It was almost cheesily poetic. Really quiet up there, too. So worth the climb. Gotta turn right at the waterfall to get there, just like any good adventurer would do.

The next day I got together with Kiley, Sean, and Megan for the first time in what seems like ages. Finally got a hold of that Party City application and then we went down to Broadway to frolic with the fabulous. My friends all made me try on a bunch of gothic dresses and stuff at Metro, but I ended up feeling really pretty because they kept complimenting me akdjfalksdjfa. I wish I had the money to wear those kinds of clothes all the time. They're going to get me this short dress for Christmas. I'll have something to wear that goes above my knees, good gravy.

And on Monday I did important things... Like more job stuff, catching up on college info... I got my webcomic site up (here!) but like, nothing is linked up yet, so. I should be able to get the first page (cover page, lol) done by Monday, since I don't have any dog-sitting to do this weekend. Yay, artsy times! I hope to have the entire thing in some sort of working order by then, I just have to sit down and do it.

Spent the last two days doing construction work with my dad. He's paying me for being his assistant, which is really nice. I would have done it for free since he needs the hand and it feels weird to get paid for something dad set up like that... But... I won't lie, I need the money right now. The fact that my school is taking foreeeever to respond to my loan request is worrying. BUT YES, construction. I've learned all sorts of stuff, like how to wire things under a house and how to install a door, frame and all. Though, nothing quite brings out the zest for life like a face full of itchy insulation.

Yesterday I got to hang out with the Cute Boy and all of his nerdy roomies. Megan and her boyfriend came over too, and we all played Rock Band. I can almost do bass on medium now. I can mic on hard pretty well, but I'm still easy on drums and guitar. I'll climb the skill ladder eventually... But I need to learn more songs. I got to sing Ballroom Blitz, though. That filled me with glee. Cute Boy continues to be cute, and I'm glad he still doesn't think I'm a total weirdo.

Whoa, long summary. But yeah, that's my life. Might go to a sleepover Saturday night to celebrate Sean getting his own apartment, but I have a game on Sunday and I have quite a few things I need to get done before that... Eeeeh, I have to find that balance again. Randomly, I wanted my DOGS moodtheme back, so there. And I just took a shower, and I feel all clean, but I know I'm just going to get all dirty and dusty and gross again in eight hours. S-Sob.

AND NOW, I need sleep. Today it occurred to me that six hours a night isn't actually healthy. :|b

I have the strangest urge to pick up Kyuzo again somewhere, but he wouldn't do anything besides glare at people and get in fights with all the godmods. Considering he's the kind of guy who wouldn't stop fighting until one of them were dead, he isn't the best candidate for a panfandom roleplay. I also randomly want to pick up Reach again, but I've picked him up... Twice? Three times before? And Grell too, haha. It's like the old muses just don't want to die.

I need to read through all of Harry Potter, watch Gurren Lagann, and catch up on Kuroshitsuji something awful. I'm debating picking up something big, like Naruto or Bleach, because... If nothing else, it'll help me have something useful to say on people's HMD appeals when it rolls around. Ho, hum.

There's nothing quite like caramelized sugar on bread for breakfast. I should probably make some eggs or something to balance out the glucose trip that's probably burning a hole through my stomach right now. It was delicious, but toast would have been healthier. At least toast pretends to have fruit on it, at the best of times.

Financial Aid continues to be a bitch, and was pleased to inform me that I don't qualify for any of the scholarships or grants that they had to offer. It kind of frustrates me how little opportunity there is for boring, middle-class white kids with "normal" lives to get financial help for this sort of thing. I have no fabulous life story going for me, and very few inconveniences. Then again, I had like, no community involvement or club activity in high school aside from the Drama Club and GSA, so I guess the joke's on me for not being a more social and outgoing person. Lol, society.

Thank god I got on that plan; I still have a couple of months to find a loaner that'll actually say yes and give me money. I hooked a little side-job that'll get me $100-200 a month, give or take, which will at least cover... My bus fair for the month? Orz, life is so expensive.

Monday-Thursday:

• Beginning Algebra (11:00am-12:03)
• English Composition I (12:10pm-1:13pm)
• Drawing II: Composition (1:20pm-4:25pm)

No art class on Wednesday, no classes on Friday.

Glee.

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And now I can die happy. :D