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Ahahahaha my dad just called me up asking when and where Comic Con takes place because he wants to see the Big Bang Theory panel. Now, I know my dad has never been a social geek (as in, his family are rednecks, so if he had ever dressed up as a Star Trek ensign or somesuch, he could have gotten his ass kicked) but. Really. Comic Con. He heard a report about Comic Con on the radio last year. He heard how much people go to it. Did he really think it would be possible to get tickets more then, like, a year in advanced?
I feel bad for laughing at him, but it just makes me giggle. Though, now he's considering taking me next year? Which would be cool, but I'd be really tempted to cosplay all weekend, and that would just be weird with my dad around. I'm a casual nerd compared to a lot of my friends, but I'm a lot more active and proud of my nerd status then he is.
On an unrelated note, I hate the people who live in the room above me. They're constantly sliding furniture across the floor, and I swear, they have sex like twice a day. At least that's what it sounds like. thunk-thunk-thunk-thunk-thunk. ALL. THE. TIME. I haaaate it. I've spoken to the RA on that floor, and there response was pretty much 'duuuurp i can't do anythiiiing about iiiiitt'. AAAAAAAUGH. I, like... want to download the bassy 70s porn music (of the 'bow chicka wow-wooooow' variety) on my iPod and then play it on my portable speakers right outside their door. Very, very loudly.
I feel bad for laughing at him, but it just makes me giggle. Though, now he's considering taking me next year? Which would be cool, but I'd be really tempted to cosplay all weekend, and that would just be weird with my dad around. I'm a casual nerd compared to a lot of my friends, but I'm a lot more active and proud of my nerd status then he is.
On an unrelated note, I hate the people who live in the room above me. They're constantly sliding furniture across the floor, and I swear, they have sex like twice a day. At least that's what it sounds like. thunk-thunk-thunk-thunk-thunk. ALL. THE. TIME. I haaaate it. I've spoken to the RA on that floor, and there response was pretty much 'duuuurp i can't do anythiiiing about iiiiitt'. AAAAAAAUGH. I, like... want to download the bassy 70s porn music (of the 'bow chicka wow-wooooow' variety) on my iPod and then play it on my portable speakers right outside their door. Very, very loudly.
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Jun. 8th, 2009 10:08 amEvidently, the college gave me bad information on my scholarship. They implied throughout the application and acceptance process that I was getting a scholarship. Now they tell me that the entire scholarship was just the $500 for books, and that the rest is a loan. So no, I don't get instate tuition, I just get a loan. And because this is a loan, not a scholarship, I can't get any more aid from the school, and now my only option is to get a private loan.
I really wish that they had given me this information when they sent me the acceptance letter, but they DIDN'T, so now I'll be taking two loans out for school.
I'm so frustrated with the school right now. They didn't give me a scholarship like I thought they did, and I can't get any work study.
Just. Auuuuugh.
Scratch that, first person I talked to had no idea how the scholarship worked. I AM getting part of my tuition waved, but they also just randomly gave me a loan.
Thank god that I refused to accept that that was the way things were going down and called the aid office again demanding to know what was up with that scholarship.
*biiiig sigh of relief*
i see this way too damn often
Oct. 23rd, 2008 04:02 pmThis week has been too damn long and too damn cold.
I'm going to be going to a corn maze with X and some of his friends this saturday if all goes right. Except, he (and his friends) have this little quality that just bugs the hell out of me. They want to do something big and fun, but they don't really lay real plans. They sort of have the mentality of 'Lol, we don't have to actually make arrangements in advance! Everything will come together and be hunky-dorey.'
NO. No, it will not. It never has. Practically everyone I know in person under the age of 21 believes this. I've seen it way too many times to know that if you don't lay real plans, and don't tell people the entirety of what's going on, half of them won't even show up. adjskhgfjkg PET PEEVE.
I'm going to be going to a corn maze with X and some of his friends this saturday if all goes right. Except, he (and his friends) have this little quality that just bugs the hell out of me. They want to do something big and fun, but they don't really lay real plans. They sort of have the mentality of 'Lol, we don't have to actually make arrangements in advance! Everything will come together and be hunky-dorey.'
NO. No, it will not. It never has. Practically everyone I know in person under the age of 21 believes this. I've seen it way too many times to know that if you don't lay real plans, and don't tell people the entirety of what's going on, half of them won't even show up. adjskhgfjkg PET PEEVE.
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Oct. 20th, 2008 09:37 amAck, busy busy busy. Life's gonna get complicated for me very soon. And that is becaaause:
1. I'm doing an independent research paper for my astronomy class. It's giving me college credit, which ROCKS OUT LOUD, but I've never written a scientific paper before. I am lit person, not a science person. I chose a pretty easy subject (effect of meteors on people, Ann Hodges style), but I have NO idea how to write this paper, and I need more resources. And this is due the first week of november. Sheeeet...
2. Visiting UNM next week, and missing hallowe'en. D:
3. COLLEGES. BITCH TITS. MUST APPLY. MUST GET SCHOLARSHIPS. BEFORE THANKSGIVING FFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFUCK
I'm trying my damn hardest NOT to go insane. God damn cut is STILL not healed, but getting there. I've had serious artist's block. I should do my work instead of watching X-men Evolution online.
In less... frantic news, my friend X turns 20 today. And I got myself a little buneary figurine.
Nyyyeeeer gotta stay calm.
1. I'm doing an independent research paper for my astronomy class. It's giving me college credit, which ROCKS OUT LOUD, but I've never written a scientific paper before. I am lit person, not a science person. I chose a pretty easy subject (effect of meteors on people, Ann Hodges style), but I have NO idea how to write this paper, and I need more resources. And this is due the first week of november. Sheeeet...
2. Visiting UNM next week, and missing hallowe'en. D:
3. COLLEGES. BITCH TITS. MUST APPLY. MUST GET SCHOLARSHIPS. BEFORE THANKSGIVING FFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFUCK
I'm trying my damn hardest NOT to go insane. God damn cut is STILL not healed, but getting there. I've had serious artist's block. I should do my work instead of watching X-men Evolution online.
In less... frantic news, my friend X turns 20 today. And I got myself a little buneary figurine.
Nyyyeeeer gotta stay calm.
it's a fine line, really
Oct. 12th, 2008 06:40 pmTo prove that there is a difference between 'intelligence' and 'common sense', this is basically the conversation I had with my dad when I showed him the cut on my thumb today:
Dad: Jesus Christ. How did you even do that?
Me:.......my thumb was in the bagel hole....?
Dad: ................You are such an idiot.
Me: ............yeeeah...
Dad: *inspecting cut* Holy shit. You should have gotten stitches for this!
Me: I've had worse.
Dad: ........ and why didn't you get stitches for those?
Me: Because.... I'm an idiot?
Dad: No question there.
>.> Yeah.
The cut is doing pretty good, though. It's started to heal up at the edges, and I don't think it's as deep any more. I put super glue on it, and it's doing okay. I don't think it needed stitches. (Then again, I've always let bad cuts heal without stitches, and have broken ribs, a finger, fractured a arm, and fractured a leg without getting any medical treatment. Either I'm pretty damn tough, or really THAT stupid.)
Also, I discovered Patty Melts today. Oh man. OM NOM NOM
Dad: Jesus Christ. How did you even do that?
Me:.......my thumb was in the bagel hole....?
Dad: ................You are such an idiot.
Me: ............yeeeah...
Dad: *inspecting cut* Holy shit. You should have gotten stitches for this!
Me: I've had worse.
Dad: ........ and why didn't you get stitches for those?
Me: Because.... I'm an idiot?
Dad: No question there.
>.> Yeah.
The cut is doing pretty good, though. It's started to heal up at the edges, and I don't think it's as deep any more. I put super glue on it, and it's doing okay. I don't think it needed stitches. (Then again, I've always let bad cuts heal without stitches, and have broken ribs, a finger, fractured a arm, and fractured a leg without getting any medical treatment. Either I'm pretty damn tough, or really THAT stupid.)
Also, I discovered Patty Melts today. Oh man. OM NOM NOM
i fail at knives
Oct. 8th, 2008 12:57 pmSo, just a few minutes ago, I was cutting a bagel for my lunch with a large bread knife. Now, considering the bad luck I have with knives, you'd think I wouldn't have stuck my left thumb in the bagel hole as I was cutting. But, I was being careless, and I did. So I cut my thumb, making this the third time I've cut that thumb with a knife.
The cut is pretty bad, and hurts like a bitch, but the good news is that the bleeding slowed really quickly. That means that for the third time cutting that thumb, it's the third time I've missed an artery. And that I'm going to have matching scars on either side of my left thumb - one on the inside from this incident, and one on the outside from a trying to cut a tag off of a pair of socks with a pocket knife and being an idiot.
(There's another one, lower on the inside, from trying to cut a piece of poster board with an x-acto for a school project, but it's hardly visible.)
Also, I really hope that I have some super glue. Once the bleeding really stops, I'll use the army trick of closing it up with glue so it doesn't get infected.
The cut is pretty bad, and hurts like a bitch, but the good news is that the bleeding slowed really quickly. That means that for the third time cutting that thumb, it's the third time I've missed an artery. And that I'm going to have matching scars on either side of my left thumb - one on the inside from this incident, and one on the outside from a trying to cut a tag off of a pair of socks with a pocket knife and being an idiot.
(There's another one, lower on the inside, from trying to cut a piece of poster board with an x-acto for a school project, but it's hardly visible.)
Also, I really hope that I have some super glue. Once the bleeding really stops, I'll use the army trick of closing it up with glue so it doesn't get infected.
I hate web design with the fiery passion of a thousand suns. If I ever go into computers as a career, it'll be programming robots. And I'll either make Johnny 5, or an army of Terminators. I'll either have fun robot adventures or kill everything. It would be fun either way.
In other news, this week has been crazy and busy. Awesome in some parts, like getting to watch Rear Window in Lit. Depressing in some, because of George. Painful in others, because of running two miles for gym class. But I get the weekend free, so I'm going to take some time to really relax and get some art done.
In other news, this week has been crazy and busy. Awesome in some parts, like getting to watch Rear Window in Lit. Depressing in some, because of George. Painful in others, because of running two miles for gym class. But I get the weekend free, so I'm going to take some time to really relax and get some art done.
macs are cuter
Sep. 2nd, 2008 05:27 pm
My computer class today had a sub. Our lesson plan was to make a new logo for the computer program. The only guideline was 'don't steal something from the internet'. So I made a little chibi iMac. I think it's cute.
I was all set to go to my kung fu class tonight. Buuut I went to look for my Gi (uniform) and found that it was in the washing machine, and slightly damp. I figured, 'Okay, I'll toss it in the dryer for fifteen minutes, then go.' Only to realize that I never started the washer, just tossed my clothes in. So they were slightly damp from the previous load, and smelled terrible.
I feel kind of stupid, but I can still go tomorrow and saturday.
Also, it's been really cold today. I don't want it to be cold already. It's shouldn't be cold before October. At least it wouldn't in a perfect world.
Painting-doodle of Amred to try and work out some artist's block.
( Rant about my hate for a certain person )
So, it my last post, I sort of mentioned allergies. Well, lately, the burning eyes feeling has gone away. However the sneezing is still there. Today, I must have had at least five sneezing fits.
Also, on Monday, I had a really bad nose bleed. I was walking home, and was about two blocks away, and my nose just started dripping blood. I really couldn't do anything - there was no one around to help, and I didn't have any tissue. So I just sort of stood on the sidewalk, leaned forward a bit, and let it bleed. I was pretty much gushing blood for two minutes, then it slowed down, and I rushed home. I looked like I'd just killed someone, there was that much blood on my hands. And my left nostril oozed blood a bit for about ten minutes after the initial bleed. And since I'm still sneezing like mad, I'm really thinking I should consult a doctor.
So, more work on the 100 drawing challenge. This is number 13, 'Misfortune'. When I started sketching it, I couldn't help but think of Carmina Burana. More specifically, the second stanza to O Fortuna: Sors immanis/ et inanis,/ rota tu volubilis,/ status malus,/ vana salus/ semper dissolubilis,/ obumbrata/ et velata/ mihi quoque niteris;/ nunc per ludum/ dorsum nudum/ fero tui sceleris. (Fate - monstrous and empty, you whirling wheel, you are malevolent, well-being is vain and always fades to nothing, shadowed and veiled you plague me too; now through the game I bring my bare back to your villainy.) So I used the 'wheel of fortune' and the 'threads of life', and the sun and moon to tie in that whole fortune/fate/life and death sort of thing. Yeah.
So, I'm really pissed off at my school. I went to register and pick up my new schedule last week. My schedule was all sorts of fucked up (5 AP classes that I did not ask for, and no gym or electives, which I NEED to graduate.) I went by there yesterday, but none of the counselors that could fix it were around. I went down again today, but all of the counselors were in a meeting until 3, and I'm getting my senior pictures taken at 4, so I really couldn't sick around and wait. I'm going back tomorrow, and if no one is there to help me, I swear to god, I'm going to massacre something.
Seriously, our counselors are paid about three times the amount of money our teachers make, yet they are NEVER around. During the school year, they don't show up until 8 - after school starts, so no one can get things fixed before school. Lunch time, the time most of the students go to get stuff worked out? The counselors go out to eat for an hour and a half. And they leave at exactly 3. School ends at 3:15, so you don't even get a chance to talk to them after school. kaldkfghfdjkghaf WHAT THE FUCK, SCHOOL? WHAT. THE. FUCK?
i freaking hate aol
May. 6th, 2008 12:17 pmSo, for the third time in a year, AOL has decided that my family, loyal customers since the 90s, do not actually exist, and have cut our service.
I'm not sure when my internet will be back, but until then, I'll only get internet access at school. So, until everything is back up and running, I won't be able to post any art, and any activity in rps will be slow.
I really think we should switch service providers.
I'm not sure when my internet will be back, but until then, I'll only get internet access at school. So, until everything is back up and running, I won't be able to post any art, and any activity in rps will be slow.
I really think we should switch service providers.
vroom vroom, segway
Apr. 7th, 2008 08:06 amDreamweaver is the most fucking ridiculous program ever. But I still have to use it for school, which is equally ridiculous.
And just to show how retarded it is, we go from this;
< html>
< frameset cols="20%,80%">
< frame name="left" src="http://www.google.com" />
< frameset rows="20%,80%">
< frame name="header" src="http://www.yahoo.com" />
< frame name="main" src="http://www.wikipedia.org" />
< /frameset>
< /frameset>
< /html>
and save it. It then immediately changes to this;
< body>Remote file:http://www.yahoo.com
< /body>
< /html>
with no 'undo' option.
adfdfhfjhakj FUCK.
See you cats later. I'll probably have art.
And just to show how retarded it is, we go from this;
< html>
< frameset cols="20%,80%">
< frame name="left" src="http://www.google.com" />
< frameset rows="20%,80%">
< frame name="header" src="http://www.yahoo.com" />
< frame name="main" src="http://www.wikipedia.org" />
< /frameset>
< /frameset>
< /html>
and save it. It then immediately changes to this;
< body>Remote file:http://www.yahoo.com
< /body>
< /html>
with no 'undo' option.
adfdfhfjhakj FUCK.
See you cats later. I'll probably have art.
