Friday, October 22, 2004

'Allo, there, little green pea! On iTunes: "Mr. Jones" - Counting Crows To clarify: I don't really care about the Red Sox. But I can't stand the Yankees. Thus my overwhelming joy at their loss. Finally, it's Friday. I feel like this has been a long week.. like I've been thinking ahead so often, trying to schedule everything so I don't go insane, that it's actually driving me insane. This will be the first weekend that I haven't had somewhere to go. No game, no trip home, no family in town, nothing. It's going to be nice to be able to relax, heh. No worries. Just Italian homework. >_>;; Anyway. I think that me, Jen, and Shannon (another girl from Jen's dorm) might head over to the mall sometime this evening. I'd also like to try and talk them into eating out, like at Chili's or something. That would be super because then I could get a strawberry marguerita, virgin of course. That reminds me. Jello shots. Anybody else had them? Like them, hate them? For those left in the dark, jello shots are exactly what they sound like - shots of jello, usually made with vodka. To be perfectly honest, I like jello shots, mainly because I've always been a big fan of jello. Except, that I still don't like a whole lot of alcohol or liquor. And it seems as though a lot of college students feel the need to add a ton of said alcohol/liquor to any drink. Because it's about actual taste, it's just about getting drunk off your ass. But I digress. Jello shots can be good and fun in moderation (as always). Okay, gotta go get money. Gonna go ball it up wit my girls, yo. (God, I love how ridiculous that sounds.)

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Thursday, October 21, 2004

What now, Yankees? What now? On iTunes: "Here In My Room" - Incubus Curse? What curse? So if you haven't already guessed, the Red Sox fucking spanked the Yankees. I ran up and down the hall, full of glee, so happy was I. It's like there's good in the world again! Hallelujah!!

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Tuesday, October 19, 2004

Lights, Cameras, Transaction On iTunes: "Beware! Criminal" - Incubus We went to Barnes and Noble today. It was exciting. Me, Jen, and Candice found ourselves some books and then plunked down in an aisle and just sat there and read for awhile. It was so awesome, and I am such a nerd. But it was exactly what I needed. My only regret is that I can't do more of that on my own time... alas, one of the many difficulties of not having a motor vehicle. I bought myself a "trashy romance novel," as they are called. It's only like seven bucks plus tax, and it's entertaining. Especially since my love life is not so exciting. After we got back, I stopped in the library for another cafe latte and the girl in line a couple places in front of me actually lives in my dorm. In fact, she actually lives right across from me. Her name is Camille, and she seems nice enough. Apparently she likes coffee enough to buy some at nine o'clock at night, so she's okay in my book, at least. First impressions are bullshit though. There was this other guy in line behind me that was talking about how often his cell phone rings.. or doesn't ring.. or something. I don't really remember, but he was being funny at one point. A white boy talking about how "all my hoes be calling me up" ... yeah. You had to be there. He actually kind of reminded me of Michael, except non-Mexican and not very cute. ^_~ Let's talk about my dorm, though. My all-girl-no-males-anywhere-except-for-the-guys-who-work-the-desks-who-aren't-attractive-at-all dorm. Am I miserable? Yeah, pretty freaking close. Especially since the higher end all-girl dorms like this one tend to attract the brats. Oh well. The way this semester keeps rolling by, I'll be out of here and I'll never have to live in a dorm again. Registration is coming up soon, so I've been looking up classes. So far I'm interested in a photography class, more Italian, a film genres class, advanced Shakespeare, a "Studies in Folklore" course, Napoleonic Europe (Napoleon, yeah!), and Nazi Germany... but seeing as I haven't really given a whole lot of thought about my major since the last time I visited the career center, I'm not quite sure how I want to narrow this down. I should probably try and get my last science credit out of the way while I can, but I don't know what to take. Anything is going to suck after astronomy. I loved that class. Yeah, sitting on the floor against bookshelves has made my back hurt like mad. Ouch. Ouch. So who wants to oil me down and give me a massage? Har har. EDIT: Man. I just wanted to add that Tony's addition to the latest chapter of Kill Adam is awesome. Go forth, my little ones!

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Tides That I Try To Swim Against On iTunes: "Yellow" - Coldplay Like Miss Karmi, I am also intrigued by this Plan With No Name. I believe that it might soon grow to include other things that I am not privvy to at this moment in time. And I have decided that while Badness is a very apt name for our favorite, innocent little Swedish girl, I'm quite fond of the title "Swedish Empress of Badness" and so I shall be using it accordingly. I'm sleepy, even though it's almost noon. I slept all right, just not long enough, heh. Now that I've got some of my precious quilts from home with me, I feel a little more at home. Funny how that works. I'm also deadset on that "getting lost in a bookstore" idea. My friend Candice has a car and doesn't have classes today, so perhaps I can talk her into giving me a ride. We could also stop for ice cream at Dairy Queen. That would be dandy. Well, it's supposed to be in the 80's all week long. Mid-80's most of the week, then it'll drop a little by Friday. Which isn't low enough at all, but at least it's not sweltering hot any more. Everyone else talking about fall is making me jealous, though. Punks. Apart from wanting to go to Barnes and Noble, I'm going to try and get a lot of work done today. Study for Italian, read for history, do that silly response for Lit ... and of course, this includes some of my RPGs on OB. About that. Is it just me, or are other people just not quite as into the RPGs as they used to be? Maybe it's because I just don't have the same amount of time that I used to. Actually, I think that's most of it, heh. Damn you, school! Damn you, life!! Don't you know I want to play?! *sob* ....dramatics aside, I'm going to try and get back into the swing of things. I think it might help me get my stuff together, if you know what I mean. Okay, time to rock and roll, duckies.

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Monday, October 18, 2004

You'll be here in my heart, always. On iTunes: Eh. Nuthin'. I keep thinking about my dog. I can't help it. Going home and not seeing her anywhere was like a smack in the face, I guess. I knew she was dead, but when you're so far away, it just doesn't seem real. It's very real now, but that doesn't make it any easier. I guess I should study or something, or else I'll be thinking about this all night and that's definitely not something I need to be doing. Especially since I've got an Italian quiz. Oh. I sent a letter to Sara today, so I guess she'll be getting that in a month or so. Okay, not quite a month. But it really seems like that, sometimes. The mail service here sucks. I'm hoping to be able to write more letters in the next few days. I want to get into some kind of regular routine, I guess. It's all part of my plan. The Plan. The Plan With No Name. Yeah. You know what I really want (besides my dog back)? To go to Barnes and Noble or Borders and just sit and read in the aisles. I want to get lost in a bookstore right now, and I don't ever want to be found.

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Sunday, October 17, 2004

Darling, no, don't say anything at all. On iTunes: Gundam Wing Two-Mix "Rhythm Emotion (Second Variation)" I'm back in Tallahassee again after a fantastic "weekend" at home (you can't really call it a weekend - not when you've only got one full day there). It was just good to go back, finally. It was good to sleep in my bed, to see my friends, to lounge around the house with all the windows opened up (the weather was great), to get a letter from Sara with a grape flavored condom in it, to have real food again.. ah. We also buried my dog's ashes. This morning, actually. Dad put the box on the dining room table and asked if anybody would like to say anything, and there was silence. Then he asked me if I'd like to say something, and I just burst into tears. We took her outside and buried her under the oak in our front yard - it seemed appropriate, since she always liked to lay out there. I'm still not over it, but it did give us some closure in the sense that it's finally done. She died the first Sunday after the semester started, and this is the first chance we've had to get back home. I'll always miss my puppy. =( I've still got a lot of unpacking to do, but I don't have nearly enough hangers for all the winter stuff I brought home. Which brings me to my next issue ... why is it warm again? Tallahassee, we need to have a talk. It's the middle of October. I know this is Florida, but it's northern Florida, damn it. Get cold! I'm also waiting to wash my sheets and stuff from my bed, but all the washing machines are taken! This is the first time this has happened to me this semester and I'm not happy. I just want to wash my stuff, finish unpacking, and curl up and read. More and more, I can't help but want my own place. My own room. I can share a kitchen and living room with somebody else, and I'd even be glad to wait for the washer and dyer, if only I had my own private space to retreat to. Le sigh. Coming back from the RFOC, I stopped in the library to see if they had any Guy Gavriel Kay books. Naturally, they did not. The losers. I did, however, acquire one tasty hot chocolate and it is helping to lift my spirits a little. Yeah for hot chocolate! Now if only the weather was appropriate for it. Boo, hiss.

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Friday, October 15, 2004

There walks a lady we all know, who shines white light and wants to show. On iTunes: Muse "Blackout" The last draft of that darling short story of mine was due today at one, so I'll probably be putting up a revised version of in the thread at OB. It's a little longer now, and I feel like it runs a little smoother. There were a couple parts that I just wasn't satisfied with before, but now that I've had the chance to walk away from it and come back refreshed, I was able to edit the spots that needed it and I'm pretty happy with this latest version. Granted, it's still a very short short story, but I've said just about everything that needs to be said. No more, no less, and that's what matters. ^_~ I started watching season three of Alias the other night (when I spent the night at Natalie's). We made brownies and watched the Bristow's kick some ass for a little bit before crashing. This has been an exhausting week for no real reason at all, heh. It was nice to be able to hang out with Natalie again, though. She's a sweet heart. At around four today, I'll be leaving for home with Jen and Candice. That'll make for an interesting road trip. Candice is one of the many people I've met this year. She lives in my sister's dorm, and we actually met her the first day we moved in. She came into Jen's room and started talking and talking. It was kind of funny - she'd been there all week and nobody had really moved in yet, so she was desperate for some people to talk to. She was also an out of stater - a transfer student from South Carolina. A sophomore, like me. Once again, I've been incredibly lucky with the people I've met, and that's been of huge importance to me this semester because of all the crap that's been going on. It's kind of hard to say what you want to say about a person like her. I don't really know where to start. It's like my dear friend Babs back home (who I'll get to see this weekend, yay!). It's almost like you take the friendship for granted because it's so easy and natural. You don't realize how big it really is, and then when you finally do, you think, "How could I have possibly missed that?" Does this make sense to anyone? I mean, it's easy to call somebody a friend, or a good friend, or even a best friend. But then there are people who just can't be defined by any one of those categories. Above and beyond, you know? Anyway. May this be the first of many road trips. I don't know how much I'll be able to get on during the weekend - I'm sure I will at some point, but with five other people in the house, my time will be slightly limited. Otherwise, I hope you all have a fantastic weekend, and go Noles! ^_~

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Wednesday, October 13, 2004

I'd hammer out a warning! On iTunes: Nothing, the tv's on. Le sigh. All right, so I finished the rough draft to that short story, which you can find RIGHT HERE. It's kind of short, and though I'm obviously going to go through it again and revise and add and take away, I don't think it's going to get much longer than that. Hopefully it'll be fine. ^_^;; It's Hump Day folks. On Friday, I'll be driving home with Jen and our friend Candice. Actually, Candice will be the one driving, since we don't have a car. Isn't she swell? Anyway, we're going home for the weekend. I'm looking forward to it. It'll be nice to see my family again, but more than that, there's some friends back home I absolutely can't wait to see, heh. And of course, it'll be the first time I've been home since my dog died. That's gonna be kind of rough. But at least I'll be surrounded by friends and family. Tonight, I think I might be sleeping over at a friend's, since she's got her place all to herself for a few days and she doesn't really want to stay in there by herself. I have to admit that I'd die for the chance to have my own place, but hey. Maybe that's just me. lol All right, I've got to study if I'm gonna be running around later. You people be good now. ^_~

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Tuesday, October 12, 2004

Blasting off again....? On iTunes: Savage Garden, "The Best Thing" Pikachuuuuuuu... *drools* In other news, I recently got a very lovely postcard from Sara-sama and I want to put it on my wall or something, but then I wouldn't be able to read the back of it. ^_^; Anyway, it's "The Great Wave Off Kanagawa," if you're familiar with it. Actually, you'd have to live under a rock not to have seen this picture. But hey. Rocks are okay, too. I've been wanting to write letters all day, but I don't think I'll be able to, seeing as I have a short story to write (rough draft due tomorrow, whoo). But hopefully I'll get some out this week. Other things I did today: Went to Italian. I love Italian (*suddenly remembers she has workbook pages to do* Shit). Also went to the career center so I can start sorting out the mess in my head. That, and I got the number for the student counseling center, as well. I think I might schedule an appointment. They're showing Metropolis (silent film version, for all you anime nerds) at the SLB tomorrow night - I'm very excited. Yay for robots! Viva la revolution, and stuff like that! Gaaaah, my head hurts like a bitch. Staring at this screen isn't helping. Nor are the headphones that I have plugged in my ears. But my roommate has the tv on (I've never hated MTV so much in my life) and before she was studying, so ... let's just say I cherish the moments when I have the room to myself. I think later me and some girls are going over to the Leach center (which is the gym) to get in the hottub there. Yeah, sounds good to me.

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Monday, October 11, 2004

I Heard The Truth About You *cough*x-files*cough* On iTunes: Everclear, of all things. I think I can honestly say now that I'm really feeling a lot better. My paper was turned in today, probably not with the word count I'm supposed to have, but that was ridiculous anyway, so I don't care that much. But this week I've got a short story to write and I'm really excited about it. When I write things like this, some part of the story is always true. Or at least, some aspect of it reflects a little bit of me. This is going to be true for the one I'll be doing for LIT2020, and although I'm a little nervous about what'll be coming into the light, I feel like this has been a long time in coming. Writing is my therapy - it's my way of admitting things to myself that can't seem to come out clear any other way than this. Originally I was going to write about death. Very cheerful stuff, I can assure you. But over the course of the last couple days, I've been thinking about how I'd want it to turn out, and I realized that I just wasn't very into the idea. I wasn't committed to it. Part of that is just because it's something I've dealt with recently and I've already written about it in order to sort my feelings out. I feel like I've given that aspect of me plenty of attention. But there's another thing that's been on my mind recently, and like an epiphany, I realized that this was what I had to write about. In a way, this short story is something of a personal apology to somebody I hurt a long time ago. I know what I want to say now, and even though it might be a little too late, I need to say it. Until then, the rest of you will just have to wait and see how it turns out. ^_~

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