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I dunno how you found this, but alas, here you are. So enjoy the frightening fruits of my troubled little brain.
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wSunday, March 31, 2002 |
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feeling: *shrug*
listening to: nothing
Um... wow. o_O;;
Anyway... I am back at school. Woowoo. My classes this quarter are Japanese 103 (of course), Japanese 231 (more about literature and culture than language), and Biology 101. I've heard that Bio 101 is CAKE. I hope I heard right. My first college science class, in spring quarter of my sophomore year.... go me. :P Hey, I've only had one math up to now too. Please don't think I'm complaining.
Arg, I thought I had something to blog about, but... can't seem to remember... I could go into a big monstrous rant about "Gaki", my evil demon spawn spoiled brat torment of a *shame* cousin, but... I don't feel like it. Yes, I spent much of the afternoon in her presence, as it was Easter and my dad's side of the family always has big family dinner things on such holidays. Errrg, every time I'm exposed to that brat I despise her more and more. But... I've been into it before, so I'll stay away now before I get ridiculously long-winded. I hurt too much to type anyway. Owww. Freaking thumb pain.
On the happy side, I spent more of the afternoon with Dumplin' than I did with Gaki. ^^ And my nephew was there. I got to help mom watch him two days this week. The first day I talked about here... the second was more trying, cause most of it was spent with no TV. We stayed at their house instead of ours (don't ask me why), and their satellite went kerplop after about an hour. Good thing I had my Gunsmith Cats manga to keep me occupied when nephy slept. Have I mentioned how CUTE he is??
Blarg. I go now. Thumb hurtie. Buhbai.
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dragged from Becky's stream of consciousness at 3/31/2002 11:50:00 PM
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wFriday, March 29, 2002 |
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feeling: bored
listening to: Whose Line clippage
I'm bored. I don't really have anything to say here. I have nothing to wear to church Easter Sunday but a pair of slacks, no decent shirt to go with it. Because I hate dressing up, I hate clothes shopping, and 97% of the nice clothing I do have no longer fits. Except those slacks, but as I said... my options in the way of shirts to accompany it are a plain white long sleeved thing, or something which would look absolutely ridiculous with anything but jeans. And my parents would probably disown me if I wore jeans to an Easter Sunday service. Grr.
See? When I say I have nothing to say, I mean it.
Um... everyone go download some clips from Whose Line is it Anyway. That is your mission. Should you choose to accept it, then you must... do it. (I'm sorry, I'm sorry... Steve Frost moment) I recommend Sound Effects (bang!), Rome, Nudist Colony, Shoe, Stag Night, Shipwreck, Weddings Hoedown, Giving Birth Hoedown, Colin Mochrie Hoedown, Being Stood Up Hoedown, Shoe... cause yoouuu are my sole... mate... err, and pretty much anything else. Oh, and anything with Clive Anderson vs. Greg Proops is just gold.
"I hate weddings, they make me really sick!
Just looking at them, makes me go ick-ick!
I really just hate them, I hate them all the time!
You know what I hate most of all? Greg just took my rhyme!"
"Oh, I met a girl I really, really liked!
I hoped that she'd come over, but she wouldn't! Can you believe it?! I... You know, I've been waiting! I've been WAITING! ...No call! NO phone call!!"
"Everybody's havin' fun, they're singing all about me.
Let's all laugh along with them - hahahaheehee.
It really is amusing; can't you all see?
Look at them, look at them, of me they're making a Mochrie!"
"I like to ride my donkey, I ride him all day long!
He is very very very very very strong!
*stands there grinning for the rest of the verse*"
~hoedowns by the ingenius and kawaii Colin Mochrie
*is bored*
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dragged from Becky's stream of consciousness at 3/29/2002 02:20:00 PM
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wTuesday, March 26, 2002 |
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feeling: drowsy
listening to: Nanase Aikawa - Seven Seas
It's spring break. It's before 8:30. It's morning. And I'm awake. Something's not right here. Not right at all.
And you know what's funny? *points to song above* That's what her name means. Nanase = seven seas. I wonder if she had that in mind when she wrote the song... I wonder if she even wrote it. Probably. Cause she's Japanese, and Japanese people are just cool.
Anyway, I'm up early. Something woke me up at 7:30 and I couldn't get back to sleep, which sucks, cause I went to sleep at about 2:30 a.m. My nephew is here today. And my mom's on cloud nine because she always liked nothing better (ok, not really) than to complain that she'd never get to babysit cause his other grandma lives practically next door, while we live an hour away. But today makes the fourth day she's gotten to watch him, and even though that means she had to get up early, she couldn't be a happier woman. Maybe it was all the high-pitched squealing and cooing that woke me up so early. Or maybe it was the baby fussing.
So why am I screwing around online while he's here, since he so rarely is? The kid's probably asleep, cause I don't hear either him or mom cooing. He was eating when I came downstairs, and the majority of the time, the only thing that stops him from eating is falling asleep. It's really funny, cause he'll drift off for a minute, then remember the bottle's there and kinda spaz for a second and start sucking away at it again for about 10 seconds, drift off, spaz again, drink more, drift off, spaz again, drink more, drift off... he tries so hard to stay awake. And usually, when he finally does let go of the bottle, his little mouth still makes sucking motions for about 10 or 15 more minutes, even though there's nothing in it. ^^
I really like Oreo O's with marshmallow bits. It's a lovely thing.
This computer, however, is a worthless piece of crap that does not deserve the dignity of existence. And it is acting up. Which means if I don't submit this now, I'll very likely lose it. I probably will anyway. If not, well... yay for me. I'll go find something to occupy myself while my nephew snoozes.
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dragged from Becky's stream of consciousness at 3/26/2002 08:38:00 AM
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wMonday, March 25, 2002 |
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feeling: uninspired
listening to: Outlaw Star - Tsuki no Ie
...That reminds me. I gotta download The Real Folk Blues from Cowboy Bebop soon. It is nifty.
Now back to your regularly scheduled rant. (sad how accurate that statement is...) This family has had nothing but bad luck with computers since the first time we had one that counted as a computer. That means the 2 or 3 Commodores we used to have don't count. Those ruled. Anyway... now, we've always been about a year or two behind in the tech world, though we're starting to sort of catch up... but... back when almost every household was newly stocked with an internet-supporting machine, we got our first "real" computer: a pathetic little thing with Windows 3.1, a 486-speed processor, and exactly 110 megabytes in the hard drive. Yeah, you heard me. The thing even had a B drive - remember those? They took REAL floppy disks, those thin, 6-inch or so things that Commodores used to use. Well, a year or so after that, I finally convinced my dad to get the internet (twas around my 16th birthday) - but first, we had to get a modem for the thing. It had, like, a 14K one in it, or whatever those lowest ones were. It absolutely refused to comply with the internet, so that day dad upgraded it to a 33.6K, which we used for some time. Because the hard drive was so dinky, we had to empty out our cache (yes, cache, not "temporary internet files" or "history") at the end of every day, or the internet wouldn't load anything. And, naturally, it was painfully slow. Well, then, maybe a year later, I went away for a weekend on a band field trip... and when I came back, a brand new computer was sitting on the desk. I nearly had a heart attack. A REAL computer, with Windows 98, a Celeron 400 (about like a Pentium 2), seven GIGS of hard drive, a 56K modem, no B drive... oh yeah, we were livin' in style now. They'd just gotten a new tower though; we kept the old cheesy 15" monitor. However, that monitor went up in smoke a week later, so we got a brand new, 17" one. Ohhh yeah. Cruisin' now. :P
So I was quite happy there for a few months. That system stayed with us; we occasionally upgraded it over the next couple years, adding more memory and such... but it was still pretty slow. And our internet provider was CRAP. Anywho, somewhere in that time a church friend gave my dad a very old, very crappy laptop, an IBM Thinkpad with exatly 4 megs of memory. It sucked, but it was pretty handy, especially during my first quarter at college when I still didn't have my own computer. That litle laptop, which we upgraded to *gasp* 26 MB of memory, got me through a good bit of the quarter in the department of typing papers. Well, finally, my computer (which was leagues better than my parents', had DVD/RW/CD-ROM, scanner, and webcam, but still barely over half as good as top-of-the-line machines) showed up... and that provided us with all new adventures. But, I've blogged about it before... go find it. :P And earlier this school year, my dad got rid of that cheesy old laptop and got a "new" one, another Thinkpad that was actually about as good as my parents' desktop, that 7-gig one I mentioned. Well, then, just a few months ago, a new providor came along and we upgraded ourselves to a cable modem. No more 56K slowness or tying up of phone lines... but, of course, this cable provider is not very reliable. And guess what happened then? Parents' computer blew up. Well, not literally, but... power supply went kablooey, I think. So daddy got himself a new tower - a HUGE one. This tower is, I kid you not, twice as tall as a regular one. His reason? He wanted lots of room in there to play around with hardware and such. Heh, ok, sure. Well, anyway, he was excited. All the working parts from the old machine went into this one, plus some more memory, if I remember right. Guess what? That monster tower has turned out to be a piece of CRAP. Since day one, it absolutely refuses to do anything right for more than... well, sometimes less than 5 minutes. See, after a while of messing around it starts bringing up illegal operation errors, and they won't cease until the machine is restarted, and even then, only temporarily. We have absolutely no clue what is causing this. Dad thinks it could be a bad memory stick or some imcompatibility with the cable modem's USB hub *shrug* but I dunno. At any rate, this computer is the single most retarded, worthless piece of crap I have ever had the misfortune of being stuck with. I'd have hurled it out the window weeks ago if the tower wasn't so bloody huge. Oh, and the most recent computer occurrence: that monitor we got a week after that weekend field trip I mentioned just blew out a few weeks ago, and we replaced it with a 17" flatscreen. Just the screen is flat, the whole monitor still has the same depth as the older style. Still, s'cool.
And through all of this mess (remember, see my archives about the horror stories of MY computer), guess which computer has proved the most reliable and useful? That 26-MB RAM Thinkpad. That's right. That little thing got us through some rough times, even handled the internet when it had to (like when my parents loaned me their desktop to use at school, and they needed one), and no matter how many times it was dropped, kicked, slammed, pummeled, banged, hammered, you name it - the little bugger pressed on. Still works to this day. We don't have it though, dad gave it to my uncle when he got the second Thinkpad. Which is proving to be just as durable and stable as the first one. We should just auction off both our desktops and use nothing but Thinkpads the rest of our lives...
Well, that was fun. The point of all that drivel? THIS COMPUTER SUCKS. I wish it to die. A slow, horrifying, gruesome death.
Anywaaaaay...
I finally got to see my nephew tonight~ *glee* It's been 3 weeks since I last did... man, do they grow when you're away for that long. And I will stand by this proclamation till the day I die: he is the single most ADORABLE baby in the entire history of the world. Anyone dares to challenge that statement, they shall suffer my wrath. No, see... I'm one of those people who finds cuteness in... unusual... places. I find certain anime characters cuter than I find most real human babies. Merle and Minnie May come to mind... but yeah. I always feel bad when people are going on and on about how cute and precious their little baby/grandbaby/niece/nephew/friend/whatever-baby is, and then I look at it and just... disagree. :P In all honesty, babies have just never been that cute to me. I always found them sort of... deformed looking and... stuff. Hey, like I said, I do feel bad about it sometimes. o_o; But my little nephy is just... *squeal* I swear, there can't be a cuter baby in this world. I haven't found one. Those chubby cheeks, that dark hair, that little giggly smile that makes his huge blue eyes just twinkle... *melts* When my brother first handed him to me tonight, I sat him down so that he kinda leaned back on me, so he could see the TV rather than my face. I swear, he really was watching TV. Hee. Well, after a minute of this he kinda acted like he might start fussing, so I turned him around, and as soon as he saw my face he just smiled so big, and his eyes gleamed... ohh, that was the best greeting anyone could ever give me, I think. ^____^ And he's a good baby. I mean a GOOD baby. It's so easy to make him laugh, he actually enjoys having his diaper changed, he loves to be held, I'm told he's always in a cheery mood when he wakes up in the morning, and when he does cry, it's rarely loud. Only once in his life have I heard him REALLY scream. Now, I'm sure his parents have heard it a little more often, but... I only heard it once, when they were putting him in his car seat and covering him up with blankets to go home from our house one day. He's not fond of the car seat. Or hats. But if someone makes faces at him, gives him a finger to squeeze, or just keeps him company, he'll tolerate anything. Even when he's sick, he usually doesn't know it because we try so hard to entertain him to keep his mind off it, so he spends more time laughing than feeling icky. ^^ Ack, he is too precious...
On a final rant (yes, I'm almost done for the day... everyone cheer and clap now), Mitsu is acting really weird lately. I have no clue what it is. Thursday night, after the stress of moving home wore off, he was totally fine. He ate like normal, was waving at me, flaring, and his chewed-up tail healed very quickly. And as late as this morning, he had a pretty nice little bubble nest going. But when I fed him today, he just... I dunno... acted like he was blind or something. Whereas he used to instantly know that my removing the fake plant from the top pf his vase means food is coming, today (and Friday, actually), he didn't even seem to notice. And when I dropped the first flake in, he swam right by it several times before it finally sank to the bottom, minutes later. I kept trying, and more flakes fell, but he eventually figured out that it was food and gradually got more into it. Never quite returned to normal though. Normal for him is being a total pig - spying every flake from halfway across the vase, lunging at them like a little shark, jumping out of the water to grab a flake off my fingertip, wasting nothing, inhaling everything, and always looking around for more after feeding time's over. Today, each flake had to be directly in front of his nose before he noticed it, and rather than lunge at it, he just sort of sucked it in like he didn't really even care. Each flake took him a minute or two or three to locate. He did get a little better toward the end of his feeding, but never totally up to standard. Also, before I fed him, I saw that his bubble nest was pretty much gone, and he wouldn't flare. But his color and fins looked normal, and other than all that he looked fine... *is at a loss* I was starting to wonder if he's going blind... but he can't be, cause he can still see me from several feet away, and waves at me. Well, at least he eats. If he didn't even try to eat, THEN I'd be worried. Maybe he misses the dorm... o_O
Well, that may have been my longest blog yet. :P Yeah, I'm bored. And holy crap, I've been at this for like, an hour and a half... *drops*
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dragged from Becky's stream of consciousness at 3/25/2002 12:12:00 AM
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wFriday, March 22, 2002 |
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feeling: still hungry
listening to: Escaflowne - Cat's Delicacy >^.^<
Update. Well, possible one, anyway. I'm thinking of just not even going any further with this no-carb diet. And no, it's not for lack of willpower - which, believe me, came as enough of a shock to me in and of itself. :P No... I thought my parents would be helpful, but they've been more critical and skeptical than anything. And dad, who told me about this diet and how he knows people it's really worked for, now seems to think I'm a complete ninny for even considering it. Guess I should've taken the hint when I first told him I was going to try it and he laughed in my face... But, you know, the more I think about it, the more impractical I think this diet really is. It is, after all, a fad diet... it erases from your life some really essential nutrients, not just carbs; also, most of the stuff you ARE allowed to indulge in are packed with cholesterol. And after all that, it only really works for a month or two, tops. It only works longer if you're butt-tight about keeping it up for a loooong time, probably a lifetime. Which could totally rob you of essential nutrients and load your veins up till they explode. And after 2 days, I'm already sick and tired of having only about 4% of the food in this house being low-carb enough for me to eat. I'm also sure my parents are already sick of cooking and shopping around me, and I know this thing's gonna be next to impossible to stick with once I move back to campus in just over a week. And with Easter and the possibility of one of my beloved family holiday cookouts coming up soon... I just don't think I can stick with this. And even if I did, like I said, I don't think it's the healthiest option in the long run. That goes double for me, since my mom's side of the family has a bad history with high blood pressure and high cholesterol, and... well, I've been there already.
Sooo, I'm thinking of just ditching the fad diet and going on a real, long-term diet. It might be slower-acting, but it'll be FAR easier to make last for more than a week and it's a lot more practical. Cause I can eat all the healthy stuff that this no-carb diet robs me of, like fruit, dairy, and pasta, and I can still cut way down on chips, sweet, and caffeine, without removing them from my life 100%. Cause sugar and sodium (salt) are, after all, essential nutrients. Just better in smaller amounts than, say, vitamin C and calcium. And I know it'd be easier cause my mom's been doing it for years since some of those genetic blood pressure and cholesterol problems are taking their toll on her... so the house is already pretty well stocked with stuff for her kind of diet. And, of course, it's the only kind of diet my dad is really supportive of, as I've learned since I started this no-carb one.
So my problem is, do I drop this fad diet and move to the long-term one NOW, or do I give the carbless life a few more days? Try to stick to it at least till I move back to school and then just go vegetarian-and-fish, or just not load my body with cholesterol any longer? It's proving to be a major pain already, with availability of carb-free stuff (or lack thereof) and my parents' criticism, and of course the long-term effects. Though, of course, no diet is truly effective unless you commit just as firmly to some kind of exercise routine, even one as simple as walking for half an hour a day. That I can handle, especially as it gets nicer outside. It's fun walking around aimlessly on the biggest college campus in the nation. ^^ Once I did it for a good part of an afternoon, and it happened to be just after a home football game ended, which meant I spent most of the time walking in the opposite direction of the thousands upon thousands of people pouring out of the stadium. It was pretty surreal. X3
Anyway... yes. That is my dilemma. Wait a few more days, or just change my life starting tomorrow. I'm leaning toward tomorrow, personally... for all the reasons I've already mentioned, mostly the inavailability one. And the one about what happens when I return to campus. I can cut down on junk, but I can't totally eliminate sugar, caffeine, pasta, bread, fruit, and the like from my life. Just isn't healthy.
Ok, there. I decided. Starting tomorrow, I say hello to carbohydrates again. In reasonable amounts, of course. And I hereby limit my chip and chocolate intake to... well, infrequent. And increase my salad/veggie intake, and maybe even start eating breakfast again. *gasp* If I can haul my butt out of bed early enough to, that is...
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dragged from Becky's stream of consciousness at 3/22/2002 09:46:00 PM
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feeling: hungry
listening to: Maaya Sakamoto - Kaze ga Fuku Hi
Freaking diet. >_< *finds something random with "diet" written on it, places it on the ground, and jumps up and down on it screaming bloody murder*
Really, it's not the food I can and can't eat that bugs me. It's been surprisingly easy to give up chips and sweets these last... 36 hours. *sigh* The problem is the current inavailability of foods that I can eat. I'd be perfectly fine with meals of meat, cheese, raw greenage, and unsweetened stuff that's normally sweetened... but we just do not HAVE a lot of stuff like that. Enough for a couple days maybe. Like yesterday after eating a big bowl of beanless chili for lunch, I realized that tomatoes are fruits, and thus tomato-based soups and such are bad. *cries* My very first diet meal, and already I screw up. Well, anyway... then yesterday evening we went to a church dinner. There's usually a biiiig variety of food there, usually plain chicken, ham, turkey, deviled eggs, green veggies and the like... well, not this time. With a drop in people present came a drop in food variety. I ate 3 chicken legs that were breaded about as lightly as I think is possible, one deviled egg, and tried to pick the ham, cheese, and egg out of some kind of casserole that would've been ideal if the cook hadn't put bread in it... and I had green beans, but picked out the little seed/bean thingies inside and just ate the pod part. Went home hungry, ate all the leftover breakfast sausage from last weekend. Drank water. Nothing but water ALL day. That alone, and the lack of chips and chocolate, should count for something, dangit. -_- And today for lunch, had a can of tuna with the last of our non-processed cheese (ok, so there's like, a tablespoon left) melted in it, a few slices of cold, raw turkey, and a tiny bit of raw lettuce. Cause my folks now buy those salads that are already all made and mixed and such, and I don't think they'd appreciate me picking ALL the lettuce out of it. And my dad, who has always been so supportive of everything I did and stuff, incuding diets, now says that if I want more, I'll have to go shop for it myself. Cause apparently they just did not long ago, and stocked us up with Pringles, fruit stuffs, candy (being near Easter), and Mountain Dew. We next-to-NEVER have Mountain Dew here! *rips out hair* Only when I decide to diet...
Poor Mitsu. He absolutely despises being in that little holding/transport bowl of his. And he had to be in it for several hours yesterday. He got so stressed out, he bit off some chunks of his tail. ;_; He's better today though... he's had food, lots of time to settle in his vase, and he's pretty warm. I can tell his spirits are picking up. He waves at me again. ^^ I think I've seen his tail like that once before... it'll heal before too long.
I am so bored. And so hungry. >.< I think I'll go eat another lettuce leaf and play Cool Boarders 3 or something...
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dragged from Becky's stream of consciousness at 3/22/2002 01:32:00 PM
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wThursday, March 21, 2002 |
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feeling: weee
listening to: Back to the Future Soundtrack - Heaven is One Step Away
I posted a big long blog a while ago, but Blogger ate it. >_< *kicks Blogger* Sooo, here is another one. 'Twill probably be shorter.
Small update on the "peeping tom" incident in my last blog... the next day, our resident advisor declared that from now on the corridor bathroom doors are to be locked at all times. I just hope it lasts this time. They've tried keeping them locked before, but residents would either prop them open or put duct tape over the locks until they became officially unlocked again. I myself was against keeping them locked, up until now - I mean, there are times when you really, really don't feel like fishing for your key and fumbling with locks :P - but I must say I'm all for it now. Being almost spied on, and possibly almost attacked, by a college male on the bad side of campus at 11:00 at night was enough to convince me. I'd sooner spend 5 seconds screwing with a lock than risk that again.
In other not-so-happy-but-better-in-the-long-run news, my diet begins today. No carbohydrates for the next 10 days. No pasta, no chocolate, no fruit, no bread, no Pocky. Arg. *weeps for hours* But, then again, I've allowed the past 5 or so years to completely gorge myself... I think I've satiated my junk cravings for a while. I tried to lose weight once... back when I was still in track. I lifted weights and did various other running-oriented exercises daily for 2 track seasons, and during the seasons in between I dieted, did small exercises and jogged the occasional mile to stay fit. Toward the end of those 2 years, I went on a pretty darn intensive diet for all of 6 months, all the while still running, lifting weights (enough to burn lots of calories, but not enough to make my muscles bulge beyond the normal bounds of my skin), and exercising and such. After those 6 months ended, I had GAINED 10 pounds. -_- And no, it wan't all muscle either. Fat does NOT turn into muscle if you exercise lots. Fat and muscle are two entirely different substances, composed of entirely different materials and elements, and exisiting for entirely different purposes. Anyway, yeah. That was depressing. So after that year, I quit track because I couldn't stand it anyway, and I gave up on all kinds of diets. And now, it's time to start disciplining myself again. I've let myself go for 5 years, and for most of the years before track as well. I can go without it for a while. I hear this is a diet that REALLY works, and works fast... and it's actually recommended that you eat the stuff that's legal in large amounts. My guess is cause that might help to make up for the carbos that the diet cuts out. Carbos are energy. Carbos are sugar, caffeine, all things sweet, all things that wake a college student up enough to get through the day. That's why I waited till the start of spring break to begin this... cause by the time I start next quarter, I'll be allowed to start gradually having a few carbs again.
But yeah. So today, I believe I shall have a big ol' bowl of chili (picking around the beans) and a side salad for lunch. And *shudder* water. Uck. I hate water. Don't ask me why. It's a thing I've had since I was born. I'm serious... I have a picture somewhere of baby me in the hospital, being held by my mommy, who is trying apparently unsuccessfully to give me a bottle of water, and my little face is all red and scrunched up as if to say "Ewwwwwwww."
Anyway. I go home today. ^^ Finally~ I already have Mitsu ready to go... his vase and rocks are clean and packed, along with his food and his little scooper thingy, and he's in his little transport bowl now, waiting with me for my folks to get here. Rather impatiently, I might add. He keeps trying to jump up and knock the lid off the bowl so he can hop out. Darn him. He put up enough of a fight when I moved him there from his vase, and instead of chilling out for a while, he's wasting energy trying to jump... he needs to calm down... I think I see a stress stripe forming on his side. ;_; He hates being in that little bowl... I hate having to put him there, but... what must be done, must be done. As it is, I only use it half as often as I should, cause he only gets a full water change every other week. Betta experts recommend a full change weekly. But, he seems well enough... just that the little holding/transport bowl, and of course the *dundunduuun* scooper, stress him out.
Ok, I'm gonna go get lunch now before my parents arrive. Not that I'm really hungry, but... ohh, I will be soon enough. I miss my Pocky already... *whimper*
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dragged from Becky's stream of consciousness at 3/21/2002 11:54:00 AM
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wWednesday, March 20, 2002 |
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feeling: stiff
listening to: Maaya Sakamoto - Blind Summer Fish *shrug*
I could've been raped last night. *sits there shivering and whimpering like a chihuahua*
Ok, I was taking a shower last night around 10:30-11, and when I was about halfway through I heard a door open, but it didn't immediately close... and a girl's voice said "Hi, can I help you?" to which a quiet male voice said something about wanting to take a shower. The girl responded with "You can't take a shower here, this is a girl's floor." Oh, I live in a dorm with separate guys' and girls' floors, and girls cannot use bathrooms on guys' floors and vice versa. They can be on any floor they want, they can even sleep there if their (temporary) room's occupant doesn't mind, but they can't use bathrooms on floors that don't house their gender. Well, after that the guy said some stuff I couldn't hear and then left. I didn't think much of it until later that night, after my shower, when my roommate's sister (who lives down the hall) came in and told us that they'd had the police here earlier, because there'd been a suspicious male in the bathroom on our floor.
It had to be the guy I heard.
And I was the only one taking a shower at that time. If that guy was looking for a victim, I'd have been his only option.
It may sound like I'm making a mountain out of a molehill here, but you have to remember, I live in an area of Columbus where riots, shootings, and various other kinds of attacks are pretty commonplace headlines. Almost every weekend there are serious mobbings and riots and car/dumpster/couch fires and stuff within a block or two of my dorm. I haven't had any problems yet, but... last night was the closest I ever came. After the possible reality dawned on me, I had some major trouble getting to sleep.
Thank God for the girl who came in and ran that guy out... I wish I knew who she was...
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dragged from Becky's stream of consciousness at 3/20/2002 12:34:00 PM
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wTuesday, March 19, 2002 |
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feeling: *shrug*
listening to: nada
Found 4 possible names for my lioness girls. There's Siti (means lady), Makosa (mistake), Ngozi (blessing), and Mawusi (in the hands of God). I'm having trouble deciding which 2 are most suitable for them, mostly because I haven't really created detailed histories for them yet. I mean, I wouldn't just name a character "mistake" out of the blue. :P I also don't know that a name like "in the hands of God" is appropriate for either of them, since they both might... errr, stuff. o_O So I guess I'll be giving them a story before I give them names... blah. Oh well.
Ok, I totally wish I had seen that Diane Sawyer special with Rosie O'Donnell the other day. Seems like I'm one of the few who missed it. I seriously had NO idea Rosie was gay. Strange that almost everyone else I know who saw the special knew all along... maybe because I haven't watched her show in a while, or because I pay no attention to tabloids? Or because I have no life...? Anywho... yeah, I had no idea. Wow. That was a surprise. I really, really wish I'd seen that special, because I've heard it was majorly inspirational and sweet and stuff. It was all about gay parenting, particularly gay adoption, and how some states are trying to make it illegal. Which would mean children that have lived with gay foster parents for years will be yanked out of their homes. And Rosie apparently decided that it was the perfect opportunity to publicly "come out", cause it gave her a cause that her sexuality can actually help her fight for. Go Rosie. What an awesome human being. I used to watch her show with my mom all the time... she always seemed like such an awesome person to me. Always donating to (and starting) charities, always giving, always trying to help others, raising 3 kids that no one else evidently wanted... and she's confident that, even though she's gay, she's a great mother. And now she's using that to fight for these children who just want a home. I mean, these kids probably came from straight households, and that didn't work out, right? What is the big problem with being raised in a gay household? See, if I'd been abandoned at age 3 or 4 and had a choice between spending my youth in a loveless adoption center or living with a caring, charitable gay parent like Rosie O'Donnell, I wouldn't have hesitated to go with the caring parent. Who says that extra adjective makes you unworthy of providing for a child? The way I see it, the people trying to stop gay adoptions are nothing but stiff, judgmental prudes who care about what they think should be right than about the well-being of a child. Hear that, Bushy Boy? Adoption is for the children. Think about what theywant. What they need.
Look, this is turning into a discussion of my stance on moral issues. :P Murf, one thing I know. I'm gonna try really hard to start watching the Rosie O'Donnell Show again.
Sigh... geez, I'm bored... I can't wait to get back home to a bedroom I don't have to share with anyone... >_>
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dragged from Becky's stream of consciousness at 3/19/2002 09:44:00 PM
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wMonday, March 18, 2002 |
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feeling: full
listening to: randomized non-Japanese *gasp* stuff
I haven't gotten to see my nephew in over 2 weeks. T_T And last time I did, I couldn't hold him cause I was sick. My parents, lucky snots, get to see him pretty often now... for a while they rarely did, since they live an hour away from him (and his other grandparents live like, a mile away), which of course made my mother extremely depressed. But I guess lately Chris and Heather have been making more of an effort to offer my parents babysitting duties. They've watched him 3 days in the past few weeks, today being the third. Blast me for living on a campus 2 hours away during the week. *weep* But at least my mom's happy.
Gwar, this is gonna be a long week. Actually, it's gonna be a short week, since I go home Thursday for spring break, but it's gonna feel long cause I only have one final and it's not till Thursday. Don't have to study for multiple days for the thing either. Not even multiple hours. How to kill the time... besides sleep... ohhh, I got to sleep till 11:30 this morning. ^^ It was a beautiful thing. I haven't slept that late in months. And I was up till after 2 last night drawing, which is another thing I don't get to do much anymore. Came up with a couple new character concepts yesterday while watching Big Cat Diary (the best thing Animal Planet has to offer :D), but I think I'll only use them for art, not for an actual story. They're a pair of lioness sisters, lost/abandoned in adolescence, forced to live on bugs and rodents till they were old enough to really hunt, became a couple of the strongest ladies on the savannah. By the way, the concepts I created for them are, of course, morphs - meaning they have humaniod bodies, but lioness features. I have actual lioness designs for them too, but the morphs are more fun to draw. ^-^ Anyway, now that they've come of age, they've sorta created their own pride and are lookin' for a big tough lion to help them make it bigger. His morph's gonna be REALLY fun to draw. *rubs hands together* OR... maybe I'll just keep them bachelorettes, but create a male to chase them around and stuff. But they won't give the poor guy the time of day. Yeah, I think I like that better. My girls really don't seem like the family type.
It appears Toonami has ditched Tenchi AGAIN. >o< Freaking idiots! What does it take to get it through their heads that some of us are SICK of seeing DBZ and that crappy piece of CG "anime" they call Zoids? Those two are all that's left of Toonami now, not counting the late weekend night runs, which I don't often get to see, but anyway. Oh, wait... there is one other show in Toonami's afternoon block. I think it's Superman... or Batman, one of those. *rolls eyes* Ok, Toonami-baka... that is NOT anime. That is an American cartoon, and a cheap, crappy, newfangled, unoriginal one at that. -_-;;; Lord... you know, I really shouldn't even care about their daytime lineup. Dubs suck anyway. Especially the ones that Toonami butchers down to stuff about as entertaining as 20-minute toy commercials. Pathetic. But, since I don't often get to see their late night runs, and since I don't own subs of Tenchi *sigh*, it's all I have. Or it was. I'll just have to blow more money on the subs, I guess... blah, and I gotta save money for OhayoCon and cosplaying... ah, I'll more than likely be getting a job this summer anyway. Not by my own choice, of course. If I ever wanna be able to drive myself to and from campus, I'm gonna need gas money. Oh, there'll also be plenty of loans to pay off in a couple years. Erg. Why am I here?
Speaking of dubbed anime, go check out Dub This! It's a very funny online comic that makes fun of anime the way it's seen by people who think Americanized Sailor Moon, DBZ, and Pokemon are the only animes in existence. Oh yeah.
I'm gonna go look up names for my lioness ladies now. And then draw them some more. And then watch Whose Line. And then go down to the lobby at 9 to play with puppies. ^^ That's a great thing about this dorm... often, during finals weeks, the animal shelter brings us a few puppies to play with for an evening as a study break. Wonderful, wonderful thing. *luvey sigh*
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dragged from Becky's stream of consciousness at 3/18/2002 07:17:00 PM
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wSunday, March 17, 2002 |
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feeling: strangely dandy
listening to: Outlaw Star - Tsuki no Ie
Got to see a new anime last night. ^^ Well, new to me, anyway. Outlaw Star, tis called. The dubbed version has actually been on Cartoon Network's Toonami block for a while now, but it came on right around the time I started to... um, boycott?... Toonami for ditching my Tenchi. >_< But it came back recently, so... woo. Anywho, I never bothered to watch Outlaw Star, cause the previews and such just didn't appeal to me, and I guess I was just lumping it together with the other animes on Toonami at the time, which I do not care for - namely DBZ *retch* and Gundam (supposed to be good, but it bores me...). But yeah, I spent most of yesterday with Dumpling-chan watching subtitled Outlaw Star tapes that she borrowed from a buddy. And it's actually pretty cool. ^^ I'm gonna have to try to start watching it on Toonami now... I know it's on Saturday nights, dubbed but uncut... which is cool cause I can't watch it during the week while I'm at school anyway. Woot. Um, but me and Dumpling didn't get to see the full series... I had to leave a bit before 2 a.m. cause my head was starting to hurt a bit, I had to be awake and getting ready for church in about 5 hours, and my parents were probably getting a bit worried since I'd had to drive there and back on an old spare tire. Not recommended. So we didn't realize it at the time, but there were only 2 or 3 episodes left after I watched the last one I saw and left. T_T Blast it, I hate when I get to the point of no return in an anime and then can't finish it for at least another week... buuut, it's probably a good thing I didn't wait any later to leave. Cause that little headache that was starting before I left rapidly turned into the nasty evil death ache from Hell. I seriously thought I might pass out at the wheel. Not because I was tired - that's never been a problem for me while driving, weirdly - but because it hurt so much. But, all went well, I got home, laid in bed whining and writhing till sleep finally came, woke up feeling mostly better, and chased away any lingering ache with some max-strength Tylenol. Didn't take any before going to bed cause my the time it'd have started to kick in, it'd have been about time to wake up. :p Bloody slow-acting stuff. However, I feel quite fine now, and amazingly less drowsy than I usually am on Sundays.
Um, did I mention this whole blog is born of total and utter boredom, which will explain any nonsensicalness or disarray? Well, it is. Since my quarter is over now except for one final on Thursday that won't be a big deal at all, I have nothing that needs to be done. It's been a while since I was last able to say that. ^^ Hmm, I hope my roommate gets done with finals and leaves for break before Thursday. Now, nothing against her at all. She's a nifty kid. Just that I like having our room to myself now and then, so I can watch anime and listen to music without worrying about disturbing her. She gets every weekend to herself when I go home, but I'm lucky to have the room alone for 2 hours at a time. And I've been really wanting to watch my Escaflowne tapes lately, for some reason.
Ok, we have some retarded squirrels on our property. I swear. Right now I am watching one of them as it is licking our picnic table in the backyard. Yes, licking our picnic table. The ends of it, around the legs. We've been seeing them there pretty much every day for the past month or so, at least, licking away for hours at a time. Well, they occasionally take breaks to run from our cats, but... :P Anyway, we have at least two squirrels that get a kick out of doing this... I've actually seen them fighting over it. o_O That table must taste great... not sure how, cause it's probably about 13 years old, and made of treated wood that you'd think would make them sick... *shrug*
I'm soooo bored... *sigh* Oooh, I know what I could do... I need to find an Outlaw Star image gallery that has the gorgeous, gorgeous artworks that play during the closing credits. Then I need to print some of them out and try to rip them off. XD No, seriously, these pictures are absolutely beautiful. I'd just like to be able to reproduce some of the poses and linework styles and stuff in them. Yeah. I'm gonna go search now. Buhbai~
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dragged from Becky's stream of consciousness at 3/17/2002 02:46:00 PM
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wFriday, March 15, 2002 |
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feeling: impatient
listening to: Shingo Mama - Gakuen Tengoku *breakdances*
I mean, really. How many hours of sleep does one person NEED in a night? My day is now pretty much over, till I get to go home, which might not be till late... and my roommate just woke up. She slept more than 12 HOURS. Come on, even I can't bring myself to waste THAT many hours a day. And this happens all the time... when she has to get up before noon for a class (*gasp* that actually happens??), she either goes, comes back, and naps for a few hours, or just sleeps through it. No kidding, it adds up to probably upwards of 70 hours of sleep a week. She's sleeping away literally half of her life. That is sad, people. Even I have better things to do... and that's saying a lot. ¬_¬
So I've mentioned that my Japanese recitation class is taught by someone different (almost) every day, right? Well, also, each week we get a grade report based on our participation and performance during the previous week; grades range from 0 to 4.0, and of course, each daily grade is determined by whichever teacher was grading the class on that day. Well, today I got my grade report from last week. I got all 4.0's that week, but one of the teachers left a comment saying, I quote: "CC comprehension is assigned at the beginning of the lesson so that students starts [sic] to listen to CCs earlier than the night before CC performance. Get yourself familiarized with them at that time." Um... what? Ok, first of all, let me translate for you folks not in my class: CC stands for core conversation. Core conversations are little Japanese dialogs in videos that are available on this CDROM we use for the class. Each day for class, we are expected to have that day's assigned CC or CCs memorized and ready to use in many contexts. Each CC takes much time to memorize, and usually there is other work to do for the class day for which they're assigned. So as it is, you're talking about a bare minimum of 2 hours every night doing Japanese homework; any less and you're simply not going to be prepared. Anyway, back to that teacher's comment... um, what? Ok, yeah, there is a schedule of the daily work for the quarter which is handed out on the first day of class and does not change... but does this person not realize that some people have lives to lead OUTSIDE of class?
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Ok, let me rephrase that. Does she not realize that memorizing those things take a LOT of time, that they're never the only things we're assigned to do each day (there's also speech drills/applications, writing practice and memorization of symbols, quizzes and tests to study for on occasion, and sometimes written homework), and that we have OTHER classes? Actually, that last point seems to be a problem among ALL teachers. I swear, they all conspire to make all the important work due on the EXACT same day, finals at overlapping times, ridiculous amounts of homework... Anywaaaay, so apparently, that teacher was telling me to memorize the daily CCs days ahead of time, not the night before class. Ok, number one: I simply do not have time to memorize multiple CCs in one evening and KEEP them memorized without mixing them up or forgetting parts by the time they're actually due. As I said, those things take serious time. Number two, each CC introduces new structures and stuff that are hard for us lowly English speakers to understand until we actually discuss them in lectures, which are designated for just that purpose, and memorizing a CC before you have any idea what's going on in it doesn't seem that helpful to me. Number three: I have other things to do. Thank you. Oh, and here is an example of one of the CCs we had to memorize this quarter:
A: Konna no wa, kore dake desu ka.
B: Ie, takusan gozaimasu kedo...
A: Jaa, itsu-tsu kudasai.
B: Itsu-tsu desu ne?
A: Sore kara, kono aoi no mo, mit-tsu onegai shimasu.
B: Aoi no wa, sore dake desu nee.
A: Jaa, kore o mou mit-tsu kudasai.
B: Kashikomarimashita. Hoka ni nanika?
A: Sore dake desu.
which translates to:
A: Is this all there is of this kind of (unmentioned, but it'a file folder thing)?
B: No, we have a lot of them, but... (assumed: how many would you like)?
A: Then, give me five, please.
B: That was five, right?
A: And then, I'd also like three of this blue kind, please.
B: That one is the only blue one we have.
A: Then, give me three more of this kind.
B: Certainly. Anything else?
A: That's all.
This was not the CC that teacher was talking about, by the way; it's an older one. Now, most of the vocabulary in there we already knew, but some of the new structures we had to learn were a new counting system, a few new words with unusual implications that we don't really use in English, and a little new vocabulary. And we had to have ALL of this memorized - every word, every meaning and implication, and many other possible contexts for pretty much every component of it - and ready to use in class the next day in several different situations and contexts. This is a pretty good representation of the other CCs we have to do daily. And she expects us to do more than one or two of these every night instead of waiting till the day before?? Um... yeah. Excuse me while I drop my other classes and grind the rest of my life to a screeching halt. And no one's never had a problem with my CC competence before - in fact, once that same teacher asked me to volunteer and speak up more in class because I knew the stuff so well. God help me. -_- Hrm, come to think of it, the day she was referring to was probaly one of the days I was really sick and couldn't think or talk straight...
Oh, Lord, Shingo Mama ROCKS. XDDD Everybody needs to listen to O'ha Rock, and maybe Gakuen Tengoku, and look him up on the net. Cause he is awesome. And if you have a fast connection, get the mpeg of the "kiss" clip with him and Gackt. *falls out of chair* O'HAAAA!
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dragged from Becky's stream of consciousness at 3/15/2002 01:52:00 PM
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wThursday, March 14, 2002 |
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feeling: good
listening to: Art of Life is STILL stuck in my head. Get it! I order you!
Woo! My two most evil finals are over! And they actually weren't thaaaat bad, I don't think ^-^ So no more homework or studying for 3 weeks, excluding maybe a little review Wednesday night before my written Jap final, which is not a big deal. The lecturer even told us that a lot of studying isn't gonna help much, like it doesn't for the oral parts of exams, because this stuff is drawn from what we've learned and become competent in throughout the class, not just what we can cram into our brains in one night. So yeah, no more major classwork to speak of for nearly 3 weeks. ^^
I may be going to OhayoCon next January~ ^____^ OhayoCon is an annual anime convention in Columbus, Ohio (where I live during the school year), and I believe it's Ohio's biggest. I know I'm thinking ahead a bit *snort*, especially since the kind onnanoko who invited me isn't even sure if SHE'S going. But I'm quite sure it'll work out. Also, having that much planning time gives me time to decide who I'm gonna cosplay as. XD waheee... I've been wanting to cosplay for ages now but never had a reason or money to... now I doooo *jigs* Oh, cosplaying, by the way, means dressing up as some character (anime people in the case of anime cons, of course) for some sort of cool occasion, like a con. I have sooo many cosplay ideas, blast it. Ok, let's count... there's series Utena, series duelist Utena, movie Utena, movie duelist Utena, series Anthy, series Rose Bride Anthy, movie Anthy, movie Rose Bride Anthy, Chuchu... uh, them's my Utena choices :P ...then there's Merle from Escaflowne, San from Mononoke Hime, Freya from Final Fantasy 9, and I think there's more I'm forgetting... gwaaaaah. All of em would be mondo fun, and each wold be considerably expensive and a ton of work. Except maybe Merle, who's in my top five choices at the moment (like that narrows it down any) cause she has a tail. I always wanted a tail. XD Or, I could be "creative" and go as a catgirl Utena... complete with hot pink ears and tail and such... *laughs at own weirdness* What I need to do is make a list of all my options, a written one that I can update as I please in the next few months, and draw a layout of each of their outfits and do some preliminary planning for each, so I can get an idea of how much time and money each would take. Yeah. So there's my next art venture. heh
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dragged from Becky's stream of consciousness at 3/14/2002 06:09:00 PM
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wWednesday, March 13, 2002 |
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feeling: the bad- I have 2 finals tomorrow. the good- it's nice outside. ^^
listening to: X Japan - Art of Life is stuck in my head again
Man, I have nothing to blog about lately. Not a blasted thing. But I'm so bored, dangit... ok, let's see... today was the last meeting of my English 367.01 class, which, though it caused much internal celebrating, is kinda sad cause I'll probably never see Corey again. ;_; He is possibly the funniest human being I've ever known. No, by the way, I do not have a... thing... for him. :P Heh, nooo. Believe me, if I did, I probably wouldn't hesitate to mention it here, where no one'll ever see it but the one person I trust most. *shnugs Dumpling* I'll just miss his total and utter hilarity. He's one of those guys you KNOW you'd have a ball with if you spent a day with him, cause he can always make you laugh, no matter what. But he does actually have a *gasp* serious side. Like, in one class we were discussing abortion (don't ask why) and he talked about a friend of his who was thinking about going through with it. Anyway, er... hmm. Next week is finals week, but two of my finals are actually this week (tomorrow... waaaah), leaving only one for the actual designated finals week. And it's Thursday morning. -_- So I get to hang around here on campus all next week doing nothing till Thursday evening when dad gets off work to come get me. Either that or I could drive myself here Wednesday, stay overnight, and leave after the exam... but I guarantee my mom is NOT ready to let me drive in Columbus yet. :P Yeah, we're country folk, by the way. Highways? City blocks? Rush hour? What are those? Sooo, yeah. My roommate will probably get to leave for break earlier in the week, so maybe I'll have the room to myself for a couple days. During which I can watch anime and play music really loud. ^^ Woot.
Oh, this is my new favorite quote: "Time is money, money is the root of all evil, and knowledge is power. Therefore, procrastination is the key to world peace." XD Heck yes. And Art of Life by X Japan is the COOLEST song. The, like, 14-minute piano duet in the middle just makes me weep. Musical symbolism at its finest. *swoon*
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dragged from Becky's stream of consciousness at 3/13/2002 04:16:00 PM
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wMonday, March 11, 2002 |
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feeling: my head hurts
listening to: Chrono Trigger - Zeal Island Theme
English is oveeerrrrrr!! *does a happy jiggy dance* Well, it's not really over-over, but it's over enough for me. The stuff I had to have done for that class by this morning: my research paper, which ended up being 12 pages; a 15-20 minute argument presentation for the class along with two other people; a 5-page paper based on that presentation; and the easiest part, an excerpt of Beowulf to read. I also had to memorize a short conversation and some vocab for Japanese. And I was only home, awake, and not showering (or watching my Tenchi X3) for about 2 hours total on Saturday. I won't even mention Friday and Sunday. But, suffice to say that I managed to finish all of that between last Wednesday evening and midnight last night. And I had to dress up for the presentation today, which means I had to wear these monstrous dressy platform heels cause they're the only shoes I have in between tennies and, like, my senior prom shoes. Walking on them between here, Japanese, English, lunch, and back here - each trip averaging maybe 10 minutes. Freaking OUCH. >_< *rubs feet* Anywho, we only have one more class meeting for English, and it will be spent filling out teacher evaluations and giving informal mini-presentations about our research papers and our definition of monstrosity. Not a huge deal. So yeah, thank the good mother of cheese that's over.
Arrrg, I hit my head so hard a couple hours ago. >n< On the side/bottom of my bed, which is a loft - basically like a bunkbed, only with a computer desk on the bottom half instead of a second bed. I was bent over my desk doing something, and stood up, and THWACK. My head is still throbbing.
And one final bit o'news: I got Pocky. XDDD *jitterbugs* My very fist box...es. ^-^ Got chocolate, strawberry, and pudding... and all of 'em are just *smooch*~ I've been wanting some of this stuff for a long time now, after hearing from every anime person I've ever known who's had it raving about how awesome it is... and finally found a little Japanese grocery store that sells it. That was Friday... and a few of my Jap teachers were standing outside there, apparently meeting up to go eat in the nearby Jap restaurant. Said hi to me. Interesting encounter, that was. Oh, also, this morning when I was leaving the building my Jap class is in, I saw a tiny little Japanese girl sitting on a bench in the lobby, talking to a guy I assume was her daddy. Maybe about four or five years old. God, she was adorable. XD All smiley and dressed up and kicking her lil feetsies in the air and I actually understood some of what her squeaky little kawaii voice was saying... it took all I had not to squeal out loud as I walked past her~ ^____^
*is weird*
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dragged from Becky's stream of consciousness at 3/11/2002 08:51:00 PM
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wSunday, March 10, 2002 |
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feeling: procrastinativish
listening to: X Japan - Art of Life
Today's Silfyness, because I'm bored and have nothing better to blog about and don't wanna do English yet:
ALL ABOUT YOU:
1. What time is it: 8:40 P.M.
2. Real Name: Becky Cottrill
3. Nick names: errrm... Dumplin' calls me Sempai :3
4. Profession: college grunt
5. Where do you live: Oh-aye-oh... the land of the corn
6. Do you like it there: *shrug* not that I've ever lived anywhere else
7. You live in a(n): I hop between a dorm and me housey
8. Your transportation: daddy's car, and daddy's me chaperone *cackle*
9. You approx. annual income: income? what is income?
10. Your cologne or perfume: nah
11. Your b-day and sign: June 23, Cancer
12. Eye color: blue
13. Hair color: brown
14. Height: 5'5"
15. Weight: *weep*
16. Allergies: nil
17. Lucky number: uh, 7?
18. What are you wearing: green Aeropostale sweater with a tannish stripe across the chest, and some jeans
19. Any future goals and aspirations: have some kind of job and make enough money to feed myself
20. Pets: 2 cats, dog, fishie
21. Any belly button lint: o_O *looks* yeah, so? XP
22. Tattoos: nope
23. Piercing: ears
24. Toe jam: I don't believe so
25. Bf/Gf: noop
26. Car: yep, and his name's Barret x) light blue 1991 T-bird baby
27. Food with you: what the...? May the food be with you? *shrug*moves on*
28. Siblings: big bro
29. Sex toys: um no but I'm about to steal Silfy's muffin XDDD *doesn't ask, just dies laughing*
30. Childrens toys: I like plushies ^^
31. Hideous warts that resemble Bob Barker: x_x;; noooo
DO YOU:
32. Like surveys: on occasion
33. Conform: try not to, but... doesn't always work
34. Sleep with stuffed animals: at home, my giant white tiger Zeus and white lion Issa guard me ^____^ and here in the dorm, my lil tiger baby Nanaki site next to my head and looks cute
35. Scream often: nope
36. Talk to inanimate objects: who doesn't X3
37. Know what RHPS stands for: Ronald Has Postal Syndrome?? ummm...
38. Like sleep: ohh yeah... it's a luxury
39. Pick your nose: who? meee? *digs up some gold*
40. Pick your friends' noses: um the above was a joke :Þ
41. Like porno: nooo, but yaoi is... amusing X3~~~
42. Hate the Olsen twins: somewhat
43. Eaten plastic: hey! I did NOT swallow! *sweatdropchuckleflee*
44. Had sex with the same sex: no
45. Had sex with the opposite sex: no
46. Had sex with inanimate objects: Silfy's starting to scare me off with her muffin XDDDD
47. Regreted saying something: every bloody day
48. Been in love: not really
49. Chewed on a pen til it leaked in your mouth: nope, cause I'm smart :B
50. Skinny-dipped: noop
51. Prostituted yourself: nooo
52. Played a musical instrument: trumpet, tiny bit of guitar
53. Called some one a nazi: not... really :p
54. Mooned anyone: noop
55. Dressed in drag: uh sorta?
56. Passed out: don't think so
57. Wrecked a car: a lil fender bender ;_;
58. Gotten into a fight: uhh, a couple little kiddie ones...
59. Visited a porn site: these freaking popups that slam my monitor out of nowhere..... >_< *kills things*...anyway ummm...does hentai count? I am joking :3;;
60. Had cyber sex: *sings random Art of Life lyrics* moooooooving on
61. Questioned your religious beliefs: not really
62. Played with treasure trolls: but of course XD
63. Seen a faerie: nah *sniffle*
64. Coated your entire body in jello: ewwww... sticky...
WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE:
65. Beverage: Mountain Dew
66. Food: noodles... processed things.... cheese... peaches... Pocky... *boing*
67. Candy: Pocky XD and suckers... suckers are yummmmmy
68. Shoe: my 2 year old comfy tennis shoes baby
69. Car: Barret! X)
70. Deodorant: uhh, Secret?
71. Newspaper: *shrug*
72. Comic: Peanuts! weee
73. Infomercial: I always got a kick out of those ones for Nads and stuff
74. Animal: white tiger
75. Flower: roses
76. Band: *shrug*
77. CD: ummm I prefer mp3s :P
78. Videogame: Final Fantasy 7
79. Color(s): bloooooo
80. Flavor of ice cream: Rocky Road
81. Movie: bloody heck if I know
82. Cartoon: Family Guy
83. Phrase or saying: ummm *thinks* I say schweer and moof and weird stuff like that all the time
84. Month: June *more shrug*
85. Activity: drawing, screwing around online
86. Place to be: that I actually go to?? errrm... pass :P
87. Body part: eyes... yes I mean that :PPP
88. Book: like... umm... *doesn't read anything not on the internet unless some class requires it*
89. Vegetable: broccoli
90. Piece of jewelry: my class ring, cause it's the only jewelry I ever wear anymore ^^;; that and my watch
91. Thing to watch people do: XD *hums to self*
92. Website: lotses
93. Radio station: 97.1 Columbus
94. Store: Media Play
95. Play/musical: never seen a real one ;_;
96. Thing about you: *shakes head* naahh...
THIS OR THAT
97. Innie or outie: innie
98. Croutons or bacon bits: cheese (staying with Silfy here ~__^)
99. Rain or sun: as long as there's no freaking wind
100. Sandals or shoes: shoes
101. Tank tops or t shirts: T shirts
102. Platforms or high heels: platforms
103. Reality or illusion: depends what I'm doing...
104. There's no question: well um... there's no answer then *hmph*
105. Cats or dogs: cats
106. Fish or ferrets: ferrets if I haad one, but since I don't and I do have Mitsu... fish :P
107. Prom or morp: prom
108. Lust or love: lurrrve ^-^b
109. Drama queen or apathetic: apathetic... shyeeeah
HOW OFTEN DO YOU:?
110. Take a shower: like once a day...
111. Brush your teeth: once a day ^^; but I've never had a cavity so there! *struts*
112. Eat dog food: uh nooo
113. File your nails: I just chew em
114. Read: I read fanfics and english assignments like, every other day
115. Commit hell worthy sins: all sins are Hell worthy buuuuuutt... I shall not preach ~_^ *avoids thrown sharp objects*
116. Commit acts of kindness: I don't really get many chances to o_o;
117. Tell people you love them: not often... *slaps self*
118. Eat celery: haven't in a long time, except cooked in other stuff
119. Wear a hat: never, but I like wearing my bucket hat around the house X3
120. Dance: me no dance
121. Sing: only when driving, at choir practice, or verrrry alone
122. Purposely vomit: aaaaaack *has bizarre fear of vomit*
WHAT IS THE MOST:
123. Embarrassed youve ever been: please don't make me pick one **;;;
124. Scared youve ever been: not exactly petrfied...
125. Happiest you've ever been: not sure
126. Saddest you've ever been: not sure
127. Craziest you've ever been: evenings with my best friends... that includes back when I had more than one :P
128. Stupidest you've ever been: see above
HOW MANY:
128. Licks does it take you to get to the center of a tootsie pop: who actually licks a sucker? you suck them, genius XDD
129. Times have you failed written exams: once or twice
130. Shots of whiskey would it take to get you drunk: probly like, one :P
131. Gallons of water do you waste a day: as if I count..
132. Cows had to die to feed you: so far? like, thousands? *shrug*
133. Babies will you plague the world with: worry not, I shall bear no young into this world
134. Push ups and sit ups can you do before vomiting: haven't done either in a while... but never vomited with them
135. Hours of TV do you watch a week: maybe 10, 15, not counting anime tapes X3
136. Hours a week do u spend on the computer: heheh, like, 30-35
137. Nipples do you REALLY have: o_O;;; twoooo...?
138. Times have you had sex: nada
139. Sex partners have you had: zilch
140. People have you pissed off your entire life, take a guess: uhhh *taps keyboard blindly* 5618?
WHAT IS THE LONGEST YOU:
141. Gone without a shower/bath: maybe like, 4 days...
142. Sat and watched TV: anime marathons count? if so, maybe 15 hours X3
143. Slept: no more than 11 hours *sigh*
144. Had sex: nil
145. Masturbated: *giggles at Silfy's answer* yeah, what she said X3~~~~
146. Walked: hours?
147. Ran: like 15 minutes before I about passed out... I ran track :P
148. Ate: half an hour? an hour?
149. Sat around staring, with nothing else to do: I do that OFTEN, but not for long :P maybe an hour, little less
FRIENDS
150. How many best friends do you have: one
151. Who knows the most about you: few to no people know as much as they could about me
152. Who hangs out with you the most: sadly, Dumplin' :PP and I say sadly about that cause I only see her every 2 or 3 weeks T_T
153. Who is the goofiest: Megan... heheh
154. The smartest: *shrug* errr
155. The wittiest: Willard :3
156. Most courageous: uhh heh
157. Most obsessed with something: probably me :P
158. Easily fascinated: meeee XD
159. Funniest when they are drunk: never seen my friend(s) drunk :P
160. Sexiest: XDDDD I shall refrain
161. Most talkative: Willard
162. Most popular: *shrug*
163. Most feminine: *more shrug*
164. Most masculine: *giggle*
165. Best to walk and talk with: Dumpling
166. Who do you miss the most at the moment: Dumpling ;_; ^^
HAVE YOU..
167. Fallen for your best friend?: uhhh no
168. Made out with JUST a friend?: o_o;;; nooo... er... course not...
169. Been rejected?: can't be rejected if you never ask
170. Been in love?: nah
171. Been in lust?: not really
172. Used someone?: I hope not
173. Been used?: indeed
174. Cheated on someone?: noooop
175. Been cheated on? not in the traditional sense
176. Been kissed?: ummm yeah but it didn't count so there :P
177. Done something you regret?: every day
178. Considered joining the circus? nope
179. Considered a life of crime? nope
180. Considered being a hooker? nope
181. Considered being a pimp? want the truth?...too bad X3
DO YOU...
182. Color your hair? noop
183. Want any tattoos? no
184. Piercings? ears
185. Floss daily? not really ^^;;
186. Own a webcam? yeah but I never use it
187. Ever get off the damn computer? when I have to :P
188. Sprechen sie deutsche? nein...
189. Habla espanol? un poco
YOUR MORALS:
190. People should not marry before this age: 18
191. People should not have children before this age: 18
192. The appropriate age for having sex: I'm not even gonna go there...
193. The first time you had sex, you were this age?: o_O I'll probably die a virgin
194. Your most recent lie: ummmm *thinks*
195. One person you might kill if the law would protect you: meeee kill? *whistles innocently* naaaah...
196. One thing in this world you are addicted to: Utenaaaaa
197. A drug or alcoholic beverage you take on a regular basis: none really, except Tylenol maybe once or twice a week
198. If there were no side effects, you would enjoy being addicted to: food baby
199. Drugs you have tried in the past: nil
200. A drug you will never try again: *pass*
201. You believe hitting a child is an appropriate form of discipline: not out of malice... nothing wrong with a slap on the butta...
202. As an adult you have hit a woman?: :PPP not seriously ~_^
203. As an adult you have hit a man?: soooorta keehee
204. You have been arrested? nah
205. You have read someone's diary without asking?: uh no?
206. If reincarnation does exist, you'd like to come back as: a bird... a biiiig one that can fly really high and fast and that no one'll shoot at cause you're too bloody cool... falcon maybe?
207. If there's a heaven and a hell, where do you think you're going? heaven *puts on halo*
YOUR OPINIONS ABOUT:
208. The right to have an abortion: only if the mother's life is in danger
209. The right to own guns: only ones to shoot game animals that are NOT near endangerment
210. The welfare system: uh if you need it use it... nothing wrong with it
211. The death penalty: in some cases
212. Rights and services for illegal immigrants: let em in ^-^ just don't let them smuggle stuff and I'm fine
213. Legalization of drugs: nah
214. Equal rights for homosexuals: yesh
215. The practice of premarital sex: umm
216. The worst crime against humanity: pedophilic pervert snuff rapists *snarl*
217. The minimum punishment for those who molest children: 30 years
218. The minimum punishment for those who rape: a good @$$-fooking in return >o<
219. Your opinion of the draft: *whines and runs away*
220. You would fight in a war: psh, I'd fall over dead of wussiness first
221. The environmental issue that concerns you most: animal extinction
ARE YOU PSYCHO?
222. Split personalities? nah
223. Schizophrenic? don't think so
224. Obsessive? depends :P
225. Compulsive? uhh nah
226. Obsessive compulsive? nah
227. Panic? not really
228. Anxiety? social-ish
229. Depressed? rarely
230. Suicidal? nooo
231. Obsessed with hate? no
232. Dream of mutilated bodies, blood, death, and gore? no o_o;;;
233. Dream of doing those things instead of just seeing them? no...
DID YOU KNOW:
234. Porcupines are the only other animals besides humans that masturbate: *sits there laughing like a moron*
235. Dolphins are the only other mammals that have sex for pleasure?: yes, in fact I did
236. Heinz 57 was a number chosen from an elevator panel: nooo... interesting *nodnod*
IN A POTENTIAL MATE:
237. Best eye color: doesn't matter
238. Tall or short: tall but not towering
239. Skinny or built: is there no happy medium?
240. Pale or tan: see above :P
241. Hairy or smooth: smooth everywhere but on top o' the head X3~
242. Big or dainty hands: big but soft ^^ *sap*
243. Best conversation subject: whatever
244. Religion: Christian I guess...
245. Outgoing or not: as long as he's not into either extreme
246. Hair color: doesn't matter
247. Athletic, artsy, or intelligent: artsy and intelligent
248. Describe a brief statement of your perfect mate: nonexistant
BLAH BLAH:
249. Does God exist: yeah
250. Does life have a divine purpose: yeah
251. How strongly is society based on looks: way too much
252. What are the three major things that need to be met in the world: pssh, I could name like, 300... don't make me preach ;P
253. If you could be anywhere, where would you be? Japan
254. Who would you be with? Dumplin' and Ginger ^-^
255. What would you be doing? eating Pocky, buying anime, and running around giggling like an idiot
256. What are you listening to? X Japan - Art of Life is stuck in my head
257. Can you do anything freakish with your body? o_O;; nooo
258. Is ice cream the best thing in the world? very close X3
259. A smell that you love: bread, apple butter, cooking noodles... *drool*
260. A taste that makes you melt: noodleness
261. A hobby that occupies your time: drawing, screwing around online
262. A city you'd like to visit: NYC
263. A country you'd like to explore: Japan
264. A drink you order most often: Mountain Dew
265. A delicious dessert: piles and piles of Little Debbies *tosses fat roll aside*
266. A book you highly recommend: movin' on...
267. The music you prefer while alone: anything Japanese or anime
268. While at a party: fast dancey stuff
THE ENDING:
269. Did you enjoy this survey at all: uh, it had its strong points
270. Are you glad its over: yes and no, cause now I have to work on my English paper T_T
271. What time is it: 9:33 p.m. *~* holy crap *passes out*
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dragged from Becky's stream of consciousness at 3/10/2002 09:29:00 PM
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wWednesday, March 06, 2002 |
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feeling: bored, anxious, dreading
listening to: Dir en Grey - Gyakujou Tannou Keloid Milk
More Silfy-inspired goodness here ~_^
Which Dir en grey member are you?
Dir in Grey is a quite cool J-rock band. Yes. They're pretty! *giggle* Oh, and referring to my last blog... Mana is a member of Malice Mizer, another J-rock band. Or they used to be a band *sniffle* Mana is... prettier than a lot of women are, and he's a doode. XD Gotta love it.
I don't really have anything to say... except that it's really nice out today. ^^ Ick, it was like, 10 below a couple days ago, and today it's in the 50s, maybe 60-ish, and sunny even. It's windy though. I hate wind. Except when it's reeeeally hot out, and even then I'm not fond of it. Anyway, yeah... it is 70 degrees warmer outside now than it was two days ago. I HATE mid-Ohio spring weather. Every single day of the year (except maybe a month's worth) should be 70-75 degrees, sunny, and with winds no stronger than 5 mph (except like, on oceans and such) and of no greater frequency than a few minutes per hour, and it should NOT constantly change direction, nor should it blow in more than one direction at once. *glares outside at swaying trees* And it should ONLY rain at night, and either very lightly or only twice per week, just enough to keep stuff alive, not enough to flood. And not ALL night... say around 10 p.m. or after 4 a.m., so there's still plenty of time to see stars. There may be no more than 10 days of unusually cold weather in winter (like, around 30), and all days that decide to be colder than 32 should supply plenty of snow. 3 days per year may be set aside for extreme ice/blizzard conditions, and I mean EXTREME as in everybody has to stay home and chill (pun not intended) with the family and such, no exceptions. These days should be announced at least one week ahead of time, however. Also, there may be up to 10 days in mid/late summer which exceed 80 degrees, and all of those days are permitted to include SLIGHTLY stronger breezes. 3 of those days may exceed 90 degrees, and as with the winter extreme days, they should be announced at least one week ahead of time. The only exceptions to these regulations should be those places which experience extremes of temperature anyway - deserts, Siberia, Antarctica, rainforests, Africa, oceans (except NO tropical storms whatsoever), places where few or no people live, and the like. Gotta keep nature on its course, after all. :Þ Well, hey, some animals and plants NEED it to be around certain temperatures to survive, but in most areas of the world life is pretty flexible, and 70-75 is just as nice for a coyote as it is for a human, ne?
See, they should make me a... um, never mind.
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dragged from Becky's stream of consciousness at 3/06/2002 03:31:00 PM
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wTuesday, March 05, 2002 |
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feeling: not bad
listening to: Ah! My Goddess - Denwa Shite Iwachan
Chotto muzukashikute... *cackle* Sorry... but that line from the song above just sounds TOO cute for some reason I'll never know. Anyway, this blog (and possibly the next few to come) is inspired by Silfy. XD
Look! I'm Manly Mana! *dies*
god, you're so manly. take the quiz here.
And here's one of those stupid survey thingies...
1. Do you own any plaid clothing? Yes, lounge-ity pants :3
2. Do you own Converse shoes? nope
3. Do you own Saucony shoes? nope
4. Do you own old school Nikes? umm, nope
5. Do you wear tight pants? not by choice -_-;; *curses fat rolls and stores that don't sell any sizes bigger than 10*
6. Is there more than one zipper in your pants? noop
7. Do you know what a squatter flap is? Actually, not right offhand, though I feel I should o_o;
8. Do you own a messenger bag? nope
9. Do you wear your messenger bag across your chest? nope
10. Do you own braces? No, though according to my dentist I was supposed to *koffkoff* QUACK *ahem*
11. Are braces worn anywhere besides the mouth? You mean like, neck braces, knee braces, stuff? Uh, nope... not on me :P
12. Do you have short, shaggy hair? Once again, not by choice
13. Does your hairstyle exceed a height of 3 inches? XD nope
14. Would you classify your hair as a deadly weapon? Like Medusa's?? Yeah! *goes to find some guys to glare at*
15. Do you think mohawks are "neat"? uhh depends who we're talking about
16. Is your hair black or red? *giggles at Silfy's answer of 'both'* Nope, s'brown
17. Do you have a favorite brand of hair dye? nope, never dyed
18. Do you own a bandana? not really :P
19. Do you wear plugs in your ears? o_O nope
20. Are you amused by safety pins? Only if I'm exceptionally bored
21. Have you ever used duct tape as a sewing substitute? No, but I have a friend who probably wouldn't have enough clothes to get through a week without duct tape LOL
22. Do you own one or more objects with studs or spikes in them? nope
23. Do you own one or more articles of clothing from Dogpile, Lip Service, or Tiger of London? I don't believe so
24. Do you enjoy leopard print? Only on leopards >_<
HABITS/BELIEFS:
25. Are you disgruntled (having a general hate for everything)? erm, usually
26. Are you an anarchist? no
27. Does the American flag anger you? not really
28. Are you "working class"? umm, no?
29. Do you dislike "preps"? highly -_-
30. Do you dislike Hot Topic? nah
31. Do you smoke cigarettes? nope
32. Do you smoke cloves? no
33. Are you a thin waif? I wish
34. Are you vegan/vegetarian? noooo
35. Do you think meat is murder? not unless it's a dog or horse or human or something *retch*
36. Do your nighttime activites usually involve drunken underage vomiting? no
37. Have you ever slept in an alley or park? nope
38. Do you wash your hair less than once a week? nope
39. Have you ever gone a week without a shower? I hope not x_x;;;
40. Have you ever been avoided due to your odor? not to my knowledge
41. Do you know who Jack Kerouac is? I've heard the name, that's it
42. Do you like Mr. Kerouac? *skip*
43. Should Mumia Abu-jamal be freed from prison? no comment
44. Are you a member of the Makeout Club? -_-;;; rrrrr
SPEECH:
45. Do you say "rad"? Only to make fun of people who do
46. Do you say "rockin'"? uh, nope
47. Do you say punk "rawk"? I don't think so
48. Do you spout the word "oi" at random times? heheh yeah baby
49. Do you say "punk's not dead"? nope
50. Do you say "punk is dead"? nope
Last and least important-MUSIC:
51. Do you like bands with "." in their name? o_O um...
52. Do you like bands with "theory" in their name? *see above*
53. Do you like bands with "the"? ok this is the pointless section of the survey obviously
54. Do you ever precede your own name with "the" at the beginning? erm, not intentionally... but I'll probably start to now, dangit XD
55. Do you like bands with the F word in their name or album title? not generally
56. Do you think "Christian punk" is an oxymoron? uhh, kinda?
57. Are Blink 182 fans "posers"? *shrug*
58. Do you have frequent debates over what exactly constitutes a sellout? nah
59. Have you ever brought the headlining band food? no
60. Do you have show flyers affixed to your walls? eheh nope... but I had a friend once who framed a program and ticket from a Hanson concert on her wall XD (no it was NOT me... I did have friends once you know :P)
Aight, that's enough for now. Sue me, I was bored.
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dragged from Becky's stream of consciousness at 3/05/2002 02:06:00 PM
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wMonday, March 04, 2002 |
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feeling: bored but ok
listening to: Utena Musical - Oujisama ga Ii
Well, it appears I'll be living in a single next year. Woot. *waves a pennant or something* Singles are really hard to get on this campus, especially if you want a particular dorm or, even more so, floor. It's based on priority points which are based on, basically, seniority - how long you've lived in the dorm you want, on the floor you want, in the room you want, etc. Since I'll be a junior next year, I have a lot of priority points, so I'd have thought I'd get one of the two singles I asked for, but I didn't... oh well... maybe there were some seniors in line before me. *shrug* Ok, I requested either Siebert 702 or Siebert 902, both singles, with my alternates being 703 and 903, which are doubles but the -03 rooms are the biggest doubles on each floor. Anyway, I got Siebert 320. I guess I didn't realize there were two singles on each floor, one on each end... darn... but oh well. I'm not crazy about the third floor part, but at least it's a single in Siebert. No one to annoy with my TV, computer, decor, music, bedtimes, anime, nothing. ^^
My English class is the devil. It's extremely fun and appealing on the outside, but what lies beneath is absolute and utter evil. There, I said it. I mean, class meetings are actually *gasp* fun, especially when we do peer group activities, cause my peer group rocks. Mostly because of Corey, as I mentioned before. He is a dork. XD Splicin' it up... God... Anywaaaaay, yeah, and the teacher is very cool too. Others might disagree and say she's a slavedriver or some such weirdness, but I don't... um... think so. She assigns a lot of work, but she's a HECK of a lot cooler than any other English teacher I've ever had. Anyway, she's cool, my peer group is cool, the theme/material (monstrosity) is cool, and class meetings are cool, although long. But beyond that fun surface lies sooo much work, it's ridiculous. -_- Insane amounts of reading and writing, presentations to prepare, articles to find, read, and analyze, out-of-class meetings to organize to discuss... stuff... aaarrrrrgg. Just the stuff I have to do THIS WEEK is insane. Three 10-page papers to read and review, my own to revise, another 4-page one to write, probably more reading I don't even know of yet, and 3 meetings to figure out and go to - one with the teacher about my paper, one with my peer group about said reviews on said papers, and one with the smaller group I have to prepare and give a presentation with in exactly a week. We've read the article we have to present on, but beyond that, we've done nothing to prepare for this thing. Better yet, this article makes VERY little sense. Fun times... *sigh*
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dragged from Becky's stream of consciousness at 3/04/2002 04:41:00 PM
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feeling: stuffy
listening to: Bill Cosby: Himself - The Grandparents
I was right about my cold. Today it's been nothing more than evil stuffed-up-ness and, this morning, a sore throat. Even it seems to be gone. See, I know the routine.
Bill Cosby: Himself is hilarious. XD Ok, I grew up with the cassette (soundtrack, if you will) of this thing. I mean, pretty much from babyhood I was listening to this thing, courtesy of Big Brudder. In one part of it he's talking about how mothers always say "I'm sick and tired!", always with the "and tired" following "sick." So that leads to this, from his childhood: "Worst beating I ever got in my life: my mother said 'I am just sick!' I said, 'And tired!' I don't remember anything that happened that day." Now, this is the funny part: I actually DID that once. >:) I was like, 7 or 8, my mom was muttering around cheesed off (most likely at me), said something to the effect of "...makes me sick" and I followed up with "And tired!" Mom gave me SUCH a death glare, and my big brother stood there to the side laughing his fool head off. It was a great moment. X3
Speaking of memories, I went to the Convo today for the first time in about 3 years. The Convo is the basketball (and other sports, probably) gym-dome-arena-type-place, also known as the Convocation(al?) Center, where the Ohio University Bobcats play. No, that's not my college. Mine's Ohio STATE. Anywaaay... the high school I went to has played its basketball tourny games there for the past several years (when the team made it that far). First time I went there was in... oh, 10th grade maybe... and it was just the freakin' coolest thing. I mean, the biggest gym I'd ever been in to that date (and to my memory) was my high school's, which seated just over 2000. Whilst the Convo... psh, heck if I even know how many thousands it seats. But it's a college arena. And back then it was the absolute coolest place. I got to go there 4 or 5 times before I graduated. Then, I came here, and went to a few OSU basketball games - REAL college games, in an arena that's even bigger than the Convo, and I was sitting way closer to the floor too. But then today, I got to go back to the Convo, and it was coolness all over again. I really don't know why. I mean, I've been to real college games now, in a bigger arena and everything, yet the ol' Convo still impresses me? I don't understand. Maybe people're right when they talk about first impressions lasting. Like, when I first saw the Convo it was the coolest thing, and that impression of it stayed in my brain and automatically manifested again today, when I returned there? Eh... *shrug*
Yes, I know that had nothing to do with anything. I'm bored and I don't wanna do homework. Nor do I wanna go to bed. Actually I kinda do. :P But whatever... can't get to sleep till the roomie's done with whatever she's doing so... hmm. Meh, I have nothing else to say anyway.
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dragged from Becky's stream of consciousness at 3/04/2002 12:21:00 AM
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wSaturday, March 02, 2002 |
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feeling: absolutely gross
listening to: nothing
Ugh. Today marks day one of my first cold of the year. I felt it coming a couple days ago. It happens pretty much every time there's a major weather change, which was definitely the case this week. Started with a tiny lump in my throat, the pain of which increased gradually up through yesterday, and remains in place now, though less pain and more... just... ick. Acidic. Anywho, I've been deteriorating throughout the day - woke up late but was still tired, went back to sleep, ate lunch, did a little homework, fell asleep again, woke up feeling weaker, did stuff, got progressively weaker. Like, skin crawling, mild hot/cold flashes (but then, the weather + the heating in this house = ??), mushy muscles, and generally just feeling as though all my innards might seep through the pores of my skin at any time. But instead of staying in bed, I had to shower and stuff cause my brother and his family, including his stepson Steen, came over. Not that this is a bad thing, but... ^^ Yeah, it was pretty fun. I kept Steen entertained for hours with my Playstation, and my nephy was just adorable as always, though I didn't get to hold him cause I'm ill. ;_; Oh, this is the cutest thing: at less than 3 months old, he can say something remarkably similar in sound to "I'm good!" XD I think his mom has him trained. *lol* Cause all she has to do is tell him to "Say 'I'm good!'" and he immediately grins and makes this "Ahmbuuuu!" noise that sounds almost exactly like "I'm good." And he did it several times while he was here, and Heather told us about her dad's reaction to it in a previous place and time, so it wasn't just a one-shot thing. It's true too... he's an incredibly good baby. ^^ Ahh, it is sooo cute~~ *giggle*cough*
Eck, I feel horrible. But fortunately, this should be the only day of actual bodily weakness. Starting tomorrow and lasting for a few days, it'll be just a severely evil sinus act-up, and probably a lingering sore throat. Yeah, I know the routine. Happens quite frequently. But, know what's a great thing to have when you feel horrid? A friendly cat. ^^ My Ginger has been following me around pretty much all day, except when she was out while company was here (Heather and Steen are allergic)... she jumped on the bed this morning to wake me up and then curled up against me and joined me in slumberland, she jumped on my lap at any chance she got (twice in the afternoon, which was a lot considering I was in bed for most of it), followed me to the bathroom a couple times, generally just hung around me all day. And now she's lying on some of my parents' papers on the computer desk, dozing and purring and just happy to be near me. I love my booger. *schnuzzles her*
Bluh. I think it's time to gulp some Benadryl and haul my jelly-ish self to bed.
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dragged from Becky's stream of consciousness at 3/02/2002 11:55:00 PM
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