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1/31/2002 In the interest of wasting time (because I don't want to start my LAS essay that's due tomorrow), here's a little update.Brannon and Robin are doing One-Acts (which starts tonight), so they've had rehearsals every night since JanTerm. Well, apparently, in one of these little plays (there are three), there will be people in garbage cans. You know, the big green (or brown) kind that you roll down to the curb every week. So they bought a couple of new ones to use during last night's rehearsal, and Brannon found a lizard in one. I wanted to qualify the whole lizard-in-a-garbage-can thing so no one would be too grossed out. Let me re-emphasize that they've never been used. ^_^ Okay? Okay. So anyway, she brings the lizard back here, digs out our old fish bowl (may George, King Triton, Peaches, and Daisy all rest in peace), and puts him in it with some of the little colored, glass rocks and some clover she picked outside. Then she rounded up a couple of dead ladybugs lying around the room and dropped those in, too, along with a bottle cap filled with water. It's really funny how much trouble she's going to trying to keep this lizard. She even went out to Walmart today to buy a couple things for it. Of course, it's also a little scary. Especially when she starts talking to it.... Anyway. I had drawing today, and for once, it wasn't too bad. Actually, today as a whole was pretty good, so I think it's safe to say that I've rebounded once again, and all is well. I should really discuss this with my doc, though; it can't be normal. Oh, and I took a picture of Oscar; I'll put it up later. ^_^ Heh. Oscar. Get it? Hey, it was Brannon's idea! Listening to: Two for the Road theme by Henry Mancini. posted 7:12 PM / post / view (2) 1/30/2002 Whew. Okay. Been a rough couple of days, but I think I'm feeling better now. Every so often I go through a phase where I slip back into old, bad (depression-ary) habits for a few days to a week, and I always hate it... But it generally goes away after a while. I think after my 5-hour nap yesterday, I'm feeling a bit better. And it helps that Wednesday is one of my less-busy days. All I have left is 3D design at 1:30, and then I'm done.Argh. More later. Maybe. Listening to: Garnet's Theme from Final Fantasy IX posted 12:41 PM / post / view (0) 1/26/2002 Oh. My. God. I Am Sam is so fantastic. I cried through the whole damn thing. I've never done that. Ever. If you want to go see a movie, see that one. Please.Gah. And now time for bed. posted 2:04 AM / post / view (0) 1/24/2002 Drawing class sucked. Majorly. Two hours of perspective drawings. Ugh. Kill me now.Listening to: Building a Mystery by Sarah McLachlan. posted 4:06 PM / post / view (0) This sucks. My digital art class gets out at 9:15. My art history class starts at 9:30. Ostensibly, I should take my art history books with me to digital art and go to class from there. Right? No. Nine times out of ten, digital art gets out early, anywhere from 8:40 to 9:00. Which means I have too much time to kill, and I have to go back to my dorm until 9:15. Grr.Listening to: Only Son by Liz Phair. posted 9:46 AM / post / view (0) 1/23/2002 Just so I have something to post today (and because I like the questions), here's the wednesday whine, picked up from shawn.1. Who is/was your least favorite authority figure (i.e. teacher, manager, guidance counselor)? -- Without a doubt, Jim Arrington, the principal of my former high school. He was a football coach and principal at a public school in the area. Just so you know, the public schools in this city suck ass. They're underfunded, overcrowded, dangerous, and probably dirty. And when he came to St. James in the 9th grade, he treated us the way he treated his students from Capitol Heights. And that's just wrong. He alienated the entire student body and the faculty. I seriously don't know how he keeps his job. They're getting a new headmaster next year, and apparently, when he came to see the school, he actually told Arrington he needed to stop acting like a public school football coach. If he figured that out in the first day of meeting the jackass, that's gotta tell you something. 2. What one thing do you wish people would just accept about you? (e.g. - what are you sick of justifying or explaining to everyone?) -- Probably the fact that I'm pagan. My parents accept it but generally don't talk about it, or when they do, they make light of it. And I haven't told my roommates because I don't think they would be able to accept it. They're almost all very devout Christians, and you can tell that all they know about witchcraft is what the Bible told them. That and society. These days, witchcraft is getting some good attention; when we were kids, it didn't. Basically, it got no attention at all. Anyway, I don't feel comfortable with them knowing I'm pagan. My roommate Brannon knows, my friends Robin and Amanda down the hall know, and Jennie knows. That's it. Case in point: When I was doing my research paper (on witchcraft, of course), I checked out books from the school library to use. When I returned them, I walked with my then-roommate Katie, because she had books to return, too. I made a joking comment that the library staff might start to wonder about me since I had twice checked out books on witchcraft. And she asked me, "Isn't that stuff kind of scary to read?" 3. If you could confront one person with no consequences, who would it be? -- My father. He has a tendency to either (a) not listen (b) argue before you finish, or (c) make light of it. When my brother and I were young, he was a terrible father. He worked all the time, so the only time we saw him was in the evening, and it's been his routine for as long as I can remember to sit down and read the paper as soon as he gets home, and then go watch tv in his bedroom. Not exactly much time for bonding. And his sense of humor. I've heard my mom say time and again that he got it from his father. He has a very sarcastic, teasing kind of sense of humor, which is fine in and of itself. Except when you're around children. Children don't know when you're joking or not. You make a sarcastic remark, and they think you're serious. I very much believe that a lot of my emotional/psychological problems stem from the way my father treated us as children. When I got depressed (around age 12 or 13), I couldn't stand to be in the same room with him. It was like a physical aversion. He'd walk into the room, and I'd just get this heavy feeling. Don't get me wrong, I love my father, and I know he loves us (and did then, too), but he should have been more careful. 4. I just caught you daydreaming ... where were you and what were you doing? -- I honestly can't remember what I last daydreamed about. Weird. Next time I do, I'll try to remember to post about it. ^_^ Listening to: Charge by Splendid. posted 10:00 PM / post / view (0) 1/22/2002 If the first class was any indication, art history might actually be interesting. Psycho woman might actually turn out to be a good teacher for a lecture class. And I think I have someone else for Drawing class. Yay! We got out 45 minutes early, but I still had a page of notes. I kind of like having to take notes again, though. It's been awhile. ^_I also realized I had an 8:00 class this morning. Fortunately, that realization came last night, so I didn't miss it. It's my digital art class; complete with a new ($50) book. We got out of there in about 20 minutes, so I ran over to the bookstore. My art history book is huge! And used, it was still $63. Hey, Ellie? It's twice as big as the shove! Yes, I'm serious. Anyway, I ended up having to spend $183 on three books. And I still have to buy art supplies. That's probably another $100-200. Oh well. Dad'll pay me back. On another happy note, the tech guys came and fixed my tv! YAY! Listening to: The Price Is Right ^_^ posted 11:28 AM / post / view (0) 1/21/2002 I'm back at school. None of my clothes are unpacked yet, but my tv and computer are up and running, as are my phone and my clock. I always put off unpacking clothes till the last possible moment. Actually, I pretty much live out of my suitcases until it's time to do laundry. Bad me.My tv channels are screwed up again, just like they were after Thanksgiving. And since the tech guys didn't actually show me how they fixed it last time, I have to wait for them to come back and do it again. Grr. I was looking forward to watching Angel tonight, but nooo.... My art history class is at 9:30 tomorrow morning. Blah. It figures that would be my first class this semester. I'm going to have to get up early and go to the bookstore, too, since I'm betting that I'll need a textbook for this class. Hell, it might be my only one. Except for LAS. Everything else is just art... Of course, art supplies cost just as much as textbooks do, so I'm not really saving any money. Damn. It also turns out that Amanda will not be needing a new room, so my search for a new roommate continues... In the meantime, I've got the room to myself. And I must say that it is nice not having to jump over Katie's clothes every time I walk in the door. But I don't think I'd want the room to myself forever. It looks kind of lonely without a second person's stuff in here. Plus which, it would cost me an extra $1000 to have a single room here. And that's not gonna happen. Listening to: Leaving on a Jetplane by Liz Phair. posted 8:48 PM / post / view (0) 1/18/2002 I need to start taking a tape-recorder to bed with me. Seriously. I have all my really deep thoughts and one-sided discussions when I'm trying to go to sleep. For some reason, it always takes me forever to get to sleep (sometimes over an hour, sometimes less, unless I'm really tired), and while I wait, I think. Just to keep myself from getting bored (which, now that I think about it, could be counter-productive).But, seriously. If you could hear even half the things I think about at night, you'd probably know me as a person better than my family does. And plus which, I never remember this shit in the morning, and I need a way to preserve it. It might be useful. Bah. Listening to: Criminal by Fiona Apple. posted 2:22 PM / post / view (0) 1/13/2002 Trading Spaces marathon. I'm in heaven. ^_^And HAPPY BIRTHDAY, Ellie! posted 12:01 AM / post / view (0) 1/10/2002 I went out bowling with Ellie and Kiki tonight. Much fun. ^_^ Ellie won the first game, and I won the second. Kiki kind of got into a slump in the second game... She only managed 34. But it was fun. ^_^I went to visit my roommates this afternoon, and spent about 40 minutes talking. Rebecca, Laurel, and Brannon were cleaning. The place was practically spotless. They all finish their JanTerm class by 11 or 12, so they have the rest of the day off. Poor Melanie is doing something for her teacher certification where she has to go to a school in the area and observe, so she's gone from about 7:30 am to 3:30 pm. And then she has cheerleading practice every night. They say she usually goes to bed early, around 10 or 11. Yick. That sucks. I'm kind of excited about starting school again. I like the classes I'm taking this semester (drawing, art history, digital art, and las), but I can't for the life of me remember what my fifth class is! Maybe it's in the archives somewhere. I'll check sometime... I updated the links (no new ones), added a link for the january archives, and added two things to the me section. Just in case you're interested. ^_^ And now.... Time for bed! (At 11:30, even. Be afraid.) posted 12:28 AM / post / view (0) 1/07/2002 I have a sudden need to clean up my internet presence. My domain is going to be re-organized soon, and hopefully redesigned. crystalline.nu will not be renewed when it runs out. Ilithyia will be changing hosts in the next few months, since I'm apparently going to have to start paying for it myself. And I can find a really good deal once I cut down on my websites. The ones that take up the most space are technically hosted on crystalline, but the music and video files for them are on ilithyia. And my brother is using my space to hold quite a bit of music files. Out of curiosity, I checked to see how much space he was using up last night, and it appears that his music consumes more disk space than everything else of mine combined. So. Those are coming down. Or at least, they will by the time I change hosts. I'm paid up with HiSpeed (or us.net, or whatever the hell they call themselves now) for the next three months. I'll be switching to A+ Hosting sometime in February or March. And when I'm done, there will (hopefully) be a whole new style for my domain. Keep your fingers crossed.JanTerm started today; all of my roommates are back already. I'm planning to go visit this week (which entails laughing and pointing fingers at the poor suckers who don't get the extra two weeks of vacation that I do ^_^) Sometime before the 22nd, I need to stop by the campus bookstore to get the things I need for spring semester. I wonder if it's open on the weekends.... Listening to: Jewel. posted 11:37 PM / post / view (0) 1/02/2002 It actually snowed last night. I saw it this morning, and everything looked so pretty and peaceful. Unfortunately, I didn't get a chance to go out in it because it was drizzling all day (which has also pretty much washed it all away now), and I was incredibly lazy and stayed in bed till 5. So. ^_^ Oh well.There's not much else to say. I've been doing nothing but sleeping and playing. Mostly sleeping, actually. I think I'm going to stay up all night and tomorrow, and then sleep through tomorrow night. My sleeping habits have gotten so out of whack, it's time for me to force myself back into a more normal schedule. I finally checked my school calendar, and it turns out that my classes for spring semester don't start until the 22nd. So I have a nice long vacation still ahead of me.... Assuming I can keep myself from sleeping through it, that is. On another note, I've decided that I don't feel any particular need or desire to maintain my sailormoon sites anymore. So I'll be letting the domain lapse when it comes time. I'd much rather spend my time on my personal domain rather than putting more work into crystalline, when no one really goes there, anyway. Aside from the world and political events, 2001 was a good year for me, and I, for one, am sorry to see it go. Let's hope for a good 2002. |