Guh, today.

( Unimportant details about a job interview. )

The job pays pretty well, has decent hours, deals in sales (vacuums, exciting), and is actually able and willing to train their employees. The catch is that I'd have to work weekends, which probably means giving up my Saturday morning hikes with Dad and my every-other-Sunday table-top sessions with the group. The idea of ditching either makes my soul shrivel up a little every time I think about it, but the amount of money I'd get from this job starting out would be enough to pay for not one, but two quarters of college. And I need the money. So... Yeah. Maybe I'll run away and live with my friends to stay sane.

That assumes I get the job, of course.

On the way home I almost got a nosebleed on the bus. I thought of walking up the bus driver and going, "Hey, do you have a tissue? 'Cause I'd rather not bleed all over your floor." The potential bleeding stopped pretty soon though, so I didn't have to cause a scene.

At the transfer station, some guy sat down next to me and managed the feat of hitting on me without saying anything. It was like a game of charades. It was kind of charming in a "what the fuck is wrong with you" sort of way. I dodged all questions and looked in the other direction out the window as much as possible. That's the last time I get on a bus without my giant headphones on, man.

On the short walk home, one of the neighbor's dogs came up to me with a tennis ball in his mouth. I thought maybe he wanted someone to throw it for him, so I told him to drop it, but he rolled right over in front of me instead. So I rubbed his tummy. He was very friendly, and made up for the creepy charades guy, I guess.

Now I'm tired and kind of in a weird mood. Eeeeeeeeeeeeeh.

I wanted to do a quick twenty-minute sketch of the crew of the Silent Monsoon up on deck saying various witty things. Spent way more time on it than I'd planned, and I kept scrapping various angles and going, "grrr, that looks all messed up!" and ended up hating all of it and just ditching the idea entirely until I can get a decent scheme together and have the time to commit to it. I randomly adored this little doodle of Kelzin looking mortified, though, so I salvaged it. So it goes.

It's gotten really hot in the last couple of days. The sweaty, gross, if-you-stay-upstairs-then-you-die kind of hot. I've migrated onto the living room couch, and claimed it as my own. The windows are open, there are no screens separating the inside from the outside, and and lots of insects are taking advantage of this. There were half-a-dozen flies chillin' in the middle of the room this morning. I've seen two wasps buzz past my face today. There are moths in the cupboard, but that's mostly unrelated. Just annoying.

I love the temperature and the sun, but why must so many bad things come with it? Dat ain't fly, Mother Nature. Can't we all just get along? I'm sticking to my couch, for the love of Pete.

Tomorrow I have an internship interview with The Mountaineers. I'm nervous, as I always am for anything social and vaguely official-like, but not worried. They asked me, not the other way around. They so dig me. I'm awesome and a winner. When I get home from that tomorrow I need to call my Financial Aid office about... Uh, financial aid. Because I don't want to wait a month for my mail to get here. Because by then my money will be due. And that would be bad.

Crunch time. Yeah, baby.

In less stressful news, I have a game this Sunday! Now, to spend my experience points on helpful skills... Or nifty artifacts that I'll probably never use? Dunno if I could justify buying more hearthstones, but I want that one that converts all lethal damage to bashing. Just in case I get shiv'd again. Chumps or not, being shiv'd hurts.

Came up with another random Original Character. Her name's Jack Tar, and she's been just about every Jack in history from Jack and the Beanstalk to Jack Frost to the Jack-of-all-Trades to Jack Ketch. You could even say that she was Every Man Jack of them. Except, funnily enough, she wasn't involved in the Jack the Ripper fiasco. She was on the other side of Europe at the time. I could probably translate her over to an O!WOD setting, since I have a plot for how to turn her into a starting level character. As long as she's something that could live until the age of 800-900 and still be pretty.

Today I have a college orientation, which means that tonight I'll be cleaning the upstairs and running loads of laundry through the washer and dryer well into the night, but that's fine because I don't usually go to sleep until morning anyway. Tomorrow I can tackle the downstairs. I will make the living room shine.

S-Still no word from the job thing, so for now I'm setting it in the "lost cause" category of my brain to worry about later. I have five other emails I need to send regarding job things, so I will get on that... After cleaning, while the laundry is going. Organization, yes!

But right now I'm just worried about oriiiientation oh god what if it's something stupid like what they did with high school? I really hope not. I don't want to take a tour and learn people's names. I really don't. I'm only there to sign up for classes so I can know just what I'm taking and how much it will cost. ;;

I should get my Financial Aid feedback in five days.

I MIGHT BE JUST A LITTLE NERVOUS AND SPAZZY RIGHT NOW, DON'T MIND ME.

I was away from the internet for two days, and now I feel like I've fallen behind on a ton of stuff. School things, job offers... Like, four different art projects... All those stray RP tags... Although the blame is partly on me, as I spent all of today just vegetating and recovering from two crazy days with very little sleep in between.

( Rambling about Giovanna, my Exalted Character )

So yesterday I spent eighteen hours with Sean and Kiley driving all around Washington. Fifteen of those hours were spent crammed in his little clown car, but I got the fuzzy blanket... Which made it livable. Plus I could lay down on the massive pile of clothes, towels, and sandwiches and rest my eyes when keeping them open kind of started to hurt. I was tired, yo. We all were, and we were all listening to music and drinking soda and distracting each other to keep awake. I even gulped down a bit of root beer when we got to the first destination (I hate carbonation, you see) to get a bit more energy.

The lesson here is that I need to sleep more before I go on these trips... But at least now we know that we can definitely survive with each other on future road trips. We discussed this, actually. We work well together. There are other friends we like to hang out with, of course, but they'd probably be driven insane by Kiley and Sean by the end of the trip--or vice-versa. I'm really patient with... Everyone, so they said I'd probably survive the best out of all of them. It makes me really want to learn how to drive before our June trip, so that I can take over the wheel a bit when things get crazy.

( More about our road trip around Washington! )

( Future plans with friends... )

I feel like I should have a closing paragraph or something because this practically turned into an essay, but I've always sucked at conclusions. ):

My college hasn't gotten my FAFSA yet.

I finished my FAFSA in January.

This makes me nervous.

I'll have to email or call the FAFSA folks tomorrow and see if there was an error or if I'm just being overly paranoid. But... Yeah, getting on that would be great, Financial Aid.

Ah-ha! It was the University of Phoenix that kept calling me!

FUCK YOU GUYS. I'M NOT GOING TO YOUR COLLEGE.

STOP CALLING ME.

I WILL DESTROY YOU.

And by "destroy", I mean "hang up on".

/raeges

/draws

/eats a sandwich

Note to self: think before talking.

D'oh.






Also, it seems like whenever I need my dad to come help me fill out FAFSA stuff, he's busy. Or sleeping. I don't want to go downstairs and wake him up just to be like, "HEY DAD WHEN DID YOU AND MOM GET MARRIED?". I guess in the meantime I'll just fix up my reseme instead. I was going to go to a hiring event for Clearwire or whatever they're called, but it's at 7pm three hours away. I'd be going home at midnight. On a bus. More incentive to learn how to drive, I guess. I will email them my reseme instead along with an apology for not being able to make it.

Job hunting sucks when distance is an issue.

Also... I GOT ACCEPTED INTO A COMMUNITY COLLEGE, WHOO.

Now to pay for it, whoo. :|

For pinkrum. Someday, Meg, I will draw you a fabulous Batman worthy of DC Comic's greatness (or something) but for now you get a ten minute doodle. HA. Though the speech bubble is actually for a_belletrist, who is probably the only other human being on the planet who would get the joke. LOL I'M GOING TO INK IT TODAY SO THAT IT'S A MORE PROFESSIONAL DOODLE. Gawd inking makes me so nervous. I'll have to get over that. :T

I was gonna go to the mall today to look for work, but it's rainy and gross and I woke up late. So I'm going to research colleges instead. And see if I can get my hair to go curly. And maybe re-think my life a little but I do that all the time, so.

( More Dreams )

( That Alice in Wonderland Movie )

( Artsy Stuff )

So after discussing some options with my parents I guess it looks like I'll wait a semester (or maybe a year if they'll let me) before starting school. I honestly like this option the best, and now that I've finally got it in my head that there are things I need to do, I can go out and do them. I'm disappointed, but I think it's good that this happened. I don't know if I would really have been able to stay in school long with my financial situation.

A couple of you have reason to say "I told you so", but I'm not gonna deal with that right now. ;)

I will be officially making myself scarce for a while, and you may assume that I am out working up a plan B to kick life's ass. I'll be back and off all hiatus-y things on the 28th, for realz. Sorry for spamming everyone with last minute "jfkdjfaldjf", but yeah.

Off to do more of the same, but better.

Maaan, looking at scholarship recommendations kind of makes me wish I were a disabled, lesbian Jew who's against the death sentence and has a father who died in the Vietnam war just so that I could apply for all these $50,000 scholarships. Being an orphan and and dancer who lives on a farm would have helped too. Heck, even dyslexia would give me a leg up right now. I'm too normal. I will have to rely on charm and wit if I want to get anywhere with these.

Also, all you people in college right now--what do you use to take notes during classes? Do people still notebook it or does everyone just stick to computers for their note-taking needs? I don't want to stock up on notebooks if I'm not going to need a billion of them like I did in high school~

One of my userpics got switched out with another one for no obvious reason. I think I missed something. I took it off, though. I didn't recognize the chick in the icon, so. Thy ninja-ness has been thwarted, LJ!

Guh, shopping sucks. I feel like the only girl my age who doesn't like the mall. Thankfully mom and I just went to a strip-mall which was less painful. Got a lot of college stuff and now I have shelves for days. We're maybe going to take a trip down to Olympia tomorrow to check things out. Maybe sneak into the dorms and see what kind of space I'll be working with. I also got some new headphones and yeah. Shoes. I went from owning two pairs of shoes to owning five. That's pretty cool. I like having selection with my shoes.

rofl I bet everyone who's reading this is like, "...I have ten pairs of shoes, at least. o_o"

I DON'T SHOP MUCH. AS YOU CAN TELL.

I had this huge headache earlier, but it's getting better now. A little. I'm just kind of cold and blaaaah today. I was going to finish up that battle chart thing for the game next Sunday, but I think I'll get to it tomorrow. Today I'm gonna try to clean my room so that I can put all the new storage junk in here so it's out of my parents way. Blah.

I'll be online tonight to catch the beginning of the paradisa plot, hopefully! 8Db I can post sporatically late-at-night with Zelman through the week, same goes with Reach... I'll try for Demyx's under-the-sea adventures tonight or tomorrow.

FIGURES, AS SOON AS I LEAVE TO A PLACE WHERE I'LL BE TOO BUSY TO BE ONLINE, A SUPER-SPECIAL-AWESOME PLOT STARTS UP. LAEM.

EDIT: I'm a liar, I'll be around a little longer than I thought I would be. Go me. BRANDY, WE MAY HAVE TO RE-SCHEDULE WEEKEND-WACKYNESS... AGAIN.

I'm seriously almost done posting about college, guys. Seriously.

But people keep asking me just what classes I'm taking next year and I can never answer because my "classes" are these wonky "program" things that can cover loads of different things. The program I'm taking is called Imagining the Body (it was my second choice) and it goes a little something like this:

( COPY-PASTE SKILLS, ACTIVATE! )

That text box was amazing and I think I should use it more often.

So it's basically a yoga, social science, and a bit of art mix. Sounds pretty hippie-tastic to me. I'm psyched.

My schedule is as follows:

Mondays – 9:30-12:30 and 1:30-3:00
Wednesdays – 9:30-12:30
Thursdays – 9:30-12:00 and 1:00-4:00

Not having to be there until 9:30? I can dig it. |Db

I think I could get a whole serving size more out of my macaroni if I cooked it for longer. But then it would lose it's delicious chewy "I've been cooked for the shortest recommended time" taste. Such conflict.

Speaking of conflict, I compiled a list of stuff I need to bring with me to college. If any of you college kids or people who used to be in college could look this over and be like, "Don't bring X, it's useless." or "Make sure you have lots of X and X because they will run out fast." or "Don't be like me and stick X in the fridge, it's a bad idea.", it would be super-duper appreciated~! ♥

PS: I have a habit of packing more than I need, so the list is kinda long. ):

( oh, nostalgia~ )

I've registered for my fall quarter program! \o/

People are gonna be like, "so what classes are you taking"? And I'll be like, "Well, it's not really a class, it's a program... With, uh, social science, humanities, and expressive arts elements. And maybe yoga. 8D;"

The program I really, really wanted was full up, though. And I don't think I can just show up there for Winter quarter because it's a two-quarter program. But dude, even the waiting list was totally full. I so envy the people that got into that program.

OH WELL.

Now they just get to bill me. :|b

I have to stop calling Evergreen State the "Hippie Pot-Head College". Because while it may be true, it isn't exactly the sort of vibe I want to be giving off to people. Just because I'm going to one of the most liberal arts colleges in existance doesn't mean I smoke pot. Though I have been warned to stay out of the hippie circles. :|

I've been trying to figure out just what they allow in their dorms... I want to get like, some fish, or something. Or maybe a rodent or a lizard, but I don't think there are many colleges that allow pets in their dorms to begin with. I also wanna know if I can deck out my walls in my various video game, anime, and movie posters (nothing says, "I'm a responsible adult" like a Star Ocean III poster right above your bed and a RENT poster hanging around your desk... And maybe that fuzzy unicorn poster you keep on the back of your door~ Thank you, RoseArt) but if they don't allow anything up on your walls ever despite the methods with which you hang them... Then I'll be out of luck. And will be stuck with boring walls. I want to put a memory board up but yanno. Silly liberal arts college, stop stifling my creativity!

But yeah. Finding that would be hip. I should figure out what ~*~PROGRAM~*~ I want to get into too. Because at Evergreen State, there are no classes. Just programs that let you explore your own way of learning or whatever. And I'm down with that, since classes got boring for me four years ago.

I really, really, really hope I get a single room somehow. Like, by some freak luck, the last person to get a single room moves to Arabia and I'm next up on the list to get the room they had to ditch. Although... Then I'd have to buy more stuff, since there'd be no roommate to split the deal with. Although I'm living with four other people regardless, since it's a dorm room and there are other people in the rooms around me that are all connected to the bathroom, but whatever.

And they force you to choose a food plan... So I guess I won't be living off ramen after all. Most of the time. Man, even Evergreen State's food is hippie-tastic. It looks good though. And if I'm paying for it, at least I'll remember to feed myself.

I'm right by a beach, tee-hee. And by 'right by' I mean that it's a few miles off, but still. I can go be emo on the beach whenever I want. Assuming I don't have classes. Or work. Lots of work. Jeez, school is expensive. BUT THERE'S A GIANT FOREST, TOO. Like, a thousand acres of forest. Just chillin'. And a glassblowing lab lulz ALL MY HOPES AND DREEEEEAMS IN A COLLEGE CAMPUS. Even if I'm in debt until I'm seventy, I think it's gonna be worth it. :D

I'll come down on weekends. Maybe kidnap people and bring them to college for a day and we can hang around on the beach and poke the geoducks. It'll be hip~

STOP THE PRESSES, SCRATCH ALL MY PLANS FOR THE NEXT SEVEN MONTHS:

I GOT ACCEPTED INTO EVERGREEN STATE FOR THE FALL QUARTER.

That's right, bitches.

I'M GOING TO COLLEGE.

Holy shit I need money. :|

I consider myself a pacifist. My brother wants to join the army.
Opposite ends of the gene pool, what can I say?

It sucks that I've got a bunch of work to do on a Saturday, but whatever. Work's gotta get done any way I can manage. Teachers have suddenly upped the hype around Senior project to OVER NINE-THOUSAAAAAAND and it's getting kind of annoying. Then again, thankfully, they don't expect any of the students to be like, "YEAH, I'VE BEEN DONE FOR WEEKS, I'M SO READY! 8D" because then they would just be lying.

I really love my Senior class, though. We're all the laziest bunch of procrastinating teenagers you've ever seen, but we always cover for each other and support each other with whatever it is we're doing. There's only about thirty-four of us in total--and the one thing we say more than anything else is, "Jeez, man, I'm not looking for an A, I'll be happy to just pass, thanks."

The second most used phrase is, "Did you do your homework for third? Eh, me neither."

In other school news, I'm suddenly thinking that waiting a semester before going to college would be a good idea. Fall quarter, or whatever. I'd have a few more months to decide where I'm going (if I don't get into Evergreen State) and get scholarships together and stuff. I don't think I can focus on that and graduating at the same time, to be honest. I'm pretty late on the college bandwagon as it is now anyway. I know a bunch of people won't like the decision, though, so I'll think it over some more.

And erm--I'm hearing that the latest HMD meme didn't go so well? I guess I'm glad I didn't bother with it this time around, since I probably would have gotten a lot of comments about things I already know I need to work on. Debating extending hiatus even further into the month of March to make up for the three or so hours every day I don't have to myself anymore, but I'm sure you're all getting tired of my constant, "STILL ON HIATUS, LAWLZ! |D" mentions.

( an excerpt from the play that's eating up all my time: )

tl;dr -- this post is long and filled with babble and I really don't want to do my homework.

Well, it's official. My ten-year-old laptop finally kicked the bucket. And while it was honestly a piece of crap during it's lifetime, it was at least a helpful piece of crap. RIP, hand-me-down technology. I knew thee well.

Day three of Paradisa hiatus. I haven't gone into seizures or shown too many role-playing withdrawal symptoms yet, so there may be hope for me yet. Although with the time away, it's really got me thinking about the game--a lot of people are leaving or have left. I've decided I'm not going to leave until I stop having fun, though. I won't say more or else I'll start rambling about things I'm sure you've all read on someone else's journal in some way, shape, or form.

My spelling is really randomly horrible today. And I have our group essay to finish, finally. I've decided that I really don't like group essays. Worst. Assignment. Ever. But on the bright side, I finally applied for college~ ♥ I am so oddly proud of myself, even though I only applied to one place. I kind of really hope I get in, since that was my first choice of college, all things considered.

Me despierto a las cinco y media de la mañana. Normalmente. Reflexive verbs en Español es muy difícil, but I don't know why. It's probably the whole 'me' 'te' 'se' 'nos' 'se' thing that messes me up. I should try writing up an entry in Spanish one day, and you can all point out the horrible grammatical errors I make. :'D

Randomly: I've been trying to make an HTML table for my web thing for Senior project (DUN DUN DUN) but these weird spaces keep showing up in between the images I put in the table boxes, despite the fact that the table border is set at 0. I can't seem to get the spaces to go away, which is weird, since I think my code is fine. Anyone know off the top of their head how to fix something like that?

My art teacher annoyed me today. She said that my flip-book story didn't have a strong climax. Well, huh, I wonder why. Could it be because it's a flip-book? My story is, thus far, that there's an octopus swimming along, then it stops, then it looks up, and a heart flies out of nowhere and conks it on the head and it dies. Then it floats there, dead, and the little spirit of the deceased octopus floats up and that's the end of the little flip-book sequence.

Nonsensical? Yes, I know. I was tired. But I like the idea, so I'm sticking with it. Might call it "Tough Love" or something equally cheesy.

( More stuff I need to do this week: )

I COMPLETED MY GODDAMN FAFSA~

That effect is so wicked. |D

Now I just have to wait for them to get back to me. They'll probably be like, "pfft, your parents make plenty of money, we don't need to give you jack", but it's a nice thought to know I tried anyway.

I also got more college stuff done today, and I got to attend my first caucus. It was boring for the first part of it and people were weird as they usually are, but then they got to discussing candidates and it got really interesting. Some of the people there were really good public speakers. I didn't say anything, really, since I didn't have much to say. Next time, though, I think I might participate more.

I'm reading Beloved for my AP class--and it's safe to say that it's the only book I've had to read for AP Lit that I like. If anyone else has read it... I think that Beloved is a creep (but in a good way?), and Denver is a fun little child who has wonderful character potential, but my favorite character thus far has been the 124; the haunted house itself. B)b I get to analyze the book through a psychoanalytic lens, which rocks. Lol Freud, you crazy man, you. ♥

Um~ Nothing else to say, I guess. I finally soldiered up and friended a couple cool people I've been thinking about friending for a while. So, uh. Hi~! ♥

It's 2:00am. Do you know where your brain is?

Last minute edit before I go to bed: Apparently, music sounds faster this early in the morning. It's kind of crazy. I wonder what happens if I listen to techno~

So it turns out that my friends and I can all participate in the Washington caucus after all! As long as you turn 18 by the time the big election rolls around, you can get in. I found this to be super, super nifty and all the senior class is excited about it.

It's so weird to see a bunch of teenagers excited about politics, but whatever. Me and my hippy friends are gonna go in there and be all, IN UR COUNTRY, ANALYZING UR CANDIDATES.

I just gotta go find documented proof to validate my existence first, lame. >:

In other news, the How's My Driving meme went well. I'm rather pleased with myself, and I'm glad people like Nill as much as I do. ♥ I have a loss planned for Zelman in a few weeks, but after that I'm gonna lay off on messing with him since he's been an attention whore for the last month. I have other characters I should be paying attention to. :T

Mrs. Lovett application is hard. Does anyone remember if the movie gave her a first name? Otherwise I'll have to pick from one of her many different names from different versions of the musical/movie/books.

I get to fill out my Evergreen application and FAFSA stuff today, yay. And when I say 'yay', I really mean, 'ohgodwhy'. It'd be so easy if we just had the taxes on file, but I can't find them. :/ So I have to ask my dad to get them and it's turning into more of a hassle than it needs to be, I think.