Thursday, September 1, 2005

Escaping the escapades of a Dorkasaurus Rex.


Economic Left/Right: -4.75
Social Libertarian/Authoritarian: -1.74

I’m guessing that makes me a left Libertarian, as my red dot is two down from the ‘left’ line, and five left from the Libertarian line.


Political Compass Quiz


I got a letter from my NY aunt today. Well, technically two letters, but mailed in one envelope. She talked about how my uncle finally bought a few calling cards, and gave some to her. He asked her who she would want to call (ie, Let’s call *insert name here*, so the whole family can talk to them), and she said “Let’s call Aleia! =D”

And then he gave an approximately 30 minute dissertation on why he didn’t want to talk to Aleia.

*Half grins*

The second letter kinda made me laugh. Why the hell are people convinced that I’m going to do stupid stuff? 0_o;;;

She mentioned about peoples who think that c/o written on an envelope means “can open”, as to “care of”. (Honestly, it doesn’t mean the former.)

Ah hah ha.

Heh.

I forced myself up this morning, to find that my suite mate had locked me out of the bathroom. Again. I had to go really bad and take a shower, so I dressed more appropriately and went out to the halls, to try to find an RA, in all my messy fro-haired glory. Couldn’t find one of course, because no one is apparently here at early 9 something in the morning. *raises eyebrow*

Managed to get myself to class. *Sarcastically gives props to self*

Finally found appropriate authorities; took a shower, and promptly fell asleep until way too late in the afternoon.


I dunno why, but for a while now, I have to take a nap just to get through the day. *shrugs*


Found this a bit interesting.


Made me think of someone. =X

Not saying who, either. *half grins*


What do you think?

I noticed that alchohol is very widely accepted here. It seems like it could be a Catholic thing, as opposed to the obvious given "Dur, you live on a college campus full of just-legalized drinkers =B"

Stupid English paper due tomorrow, and I haven’t even started it yet. I think I am going to try to move inessentials tonight to the new building, and finish off tomorrow, since I am not even allowed to start moving things without an RA, and they start being available at 9 tonight.

It’s all silliness in the end, anyways.

Eh. I feel funny.

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Wednesday, August 31, 2005

With clumsy flair, Captian TMI struck again.


When I eat rice crispy treats, I get all hyperish.

Me before:

u.-

*Eats*

After:

X_+!!

Really really. o.o


*sighs* I have to move again, to a different building on a different floor. What is making me on the worried side is that the building I am in now, it is quiet and strictly “dry”, meaning that not a drop of alcohol is allowed to be brought inside by anyone, no matter what your age. I firmly believe this makes the building as a whole more calmer, more quite. Sure, many people get excessively giggly and loud at times, and it doesn’t prevent girls from straggling in drunk at 4 in the morning, but by that point, they are coming in rather wasted, ready to just go to bed. The new building, alcohol is allowed, and just in the 15 minutes I was there looking at her room, it was very obvious that most everyone there in that building is very energetic, to put it mildly. *half grins*

The girl I’m moving in with seems a whole lot like the first one, just maybe a tad more open minded.

Ah yeah. She and the first girl are pretty good friends. X_+

Why does it feel like I just signed my soul over to the devil? =\


It struck me that I need to re-organize my priorities. I am in a different setting, so it of course makes perfect sense. *nods*


I was informed that I have hold music. But of course, it’s dorky hold music, so when I get back to certain people that I had to put on hold, they’re laughing.

If I had a choice on what I’d put my hold music to, it’d be the song Funeral Portrait by Opeth, just because that song rocks socks.

And it would be funny just to see/hear people’s reactions. XD



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Tuesday, August 30, 2005

Me and my squeaky.


Aye. Just after I finished settling in my room, sweeping and scrubbing the floors, finally unpacked everything, I staggered in my night-dark room, so sleepy tired.

And promptly slipped on a piece of paper that wasn’t there before.

Someone had slipped a notice under my door from the Residents Life office. Two papers; one talking about “consolidation”, which basically means that if you’re paying to live in a double occupancy room with a roommate, they are going to try their hardest to make sure that you are indeed living… not by yourself.

The other paper was a list of people who needed roommates. I saw my name, and crossed it off. Started crossing off what I knew to be boy’s names, and then I sighted my old roommate’s name.

Ha ha.

Needless to say, I crossed her name off too.

The meeting thing for it is tonight, so yeah. *shakes head and sighs*

My arm is covered in large patches made of cotton balls and band aids. The nurse had a rather difficult time finding a decent vein, for the blood work. >.<

I look like a medical center veteran or something XD


Edit:


Mhm. In the middle of certain medical procedures, the nurse informed me of an event that is presently happening inside of me.

Nurse: Ah. I see signs that show you’re currently ovulating.

Me: Oh? *is very intrigued*


*Grins and sighs* I am so relieved. Honestly, because now I have an answer to all these… uh… rather sudden and yet extreme changes and cravings. I have been in strong desire of sweet things (Why rice crispy treats, I dunno.) and the unusual aggressiveness (Ha ha. I am so glad I haven’t been around any hott guys recently. *blushes deep red*), and the extremely overwhelming constant excessive energies that’s as hopeless and unmanagable as trying to emptying the sea with a teaspoon. >:O

*rwars*

*coughs*


All those symptoms have happened before, don’t get me wrong. But it didn’t occur on a monthly basis (Because, you know, girls do kinda ovulate monthly *raises eyebrow*), and maybe because of stress caused by my environment?

…

God help me, if I have to go through all this again every month. I’m not even done with the current rush of.. you know… *gestures*, and I am… plagued. Smothered? Overwhelmed. X_+


I’ve talked to a few other girls, and it seems I can’t find anyone that goes through all this in such an extreme manner, as I seem to. No one can relate. I wonder why’s that? (Can any of you?)

The nurse asked if I had felt some sharp pain in the area between my hips and my belly button recently. The sharp pangs I had felt was an egg being released.

That is so freaking cool. I actually felt it, ‘cause I remember walking down the steps outside a few days ago after class, and the sudden sharp pains made me stop suddenly. I almost fell down the stairs while I was at it, but that would have been different pain indeed, and a story that thank goodness didn’t happen, so yeah.

I love learning.

*Grins and shakes head*

Goodness goodness. =P

But really. This phase needs to get over itself soon. Honestly. >.-

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Monday, August 29, 2005

Ethereal bloomings


Wow. 500 visits to MyO.

Goodness, people. What took you guys so long? ;P


……


Last night….. wasn’t a good night for me.

Everyone else: “Oh noes, Aleia is gonna get all emo and melodramatic on our asses, like most days! =O X_+”

Just shut up and listen. *rolls eyes* XP


I was talking to Kate last night, and she had been mentioning stuff about visiting me at my school. Yeah, it’s a bit of a drive from Jersey to San Antonio, but I guess her friend has nothing better to do?

She already knows about how all my things are still in neatly taped and stacked boxes at my uncle’s house, and how I had a feeling that he was never going to send them. I found out a few days ago that my aunt and her kids (the ones I lived with) had just come back from Egypt, so I left a message on their answering machine saying Hey, and leaving my phone number.

A few days pass, and I’m wondering how come my aunt hasn’t called me yet. Right before she left to Egypt, she was telling me that when I find out the phone number to my dorm, to let her know right away so we can catch up and stuff.

Kate had been figuring, since she was planning on coming down here anyways, wouldn’t it make more sense to load her friend’s car with my things and take them here herself? She proposed the idea to my cousin Omar, and he retorted with “We don’t care what happens to her stuff; we just want her shit out of the house! >:O”

Amongst other things.


I mean, with what he said, combined with what seems like my aunt not wanting to talk to me, along with the other negative comments that were spoken, I have a feeling my uncle is telling stories about me.

And it just hit me hard (Actually, it crushed me) how this situation is exactly like right after my uncle was reading MyOtaku and I didn’t know, and I had posted up stuff that was highly disagreeable with him.

Even now, I have no idea what he told my aunt, but for two whole weeks, my aunt made a big point of ignoring me, and her kids made a point of either ignoring me, or cruelly teasing me. Most mornings I found myself waking up to my hair being pulled/something else just as stupid/painful/childish/, and/or plenty of giggling, and when their mom would walk in on these scenes, she would just look at me, look at what they were doing (they never discontinued what they were doing, if she appeared), look back at me and tell the kids to hurry up and put on their socks. After I would come home from school, I would find either what little leftovers already packed away in the fridge, or nothing at all (I was apparently ignored enough that no one wanted to save anything, so yeah)

If I walked into a room, everyone would either talk about me like I wasn’t there, or they would up and leave. Including the adults.


Never in my life had I felt like such a non person. I used to cut myself to make sure I could still bleed; at times I honestly wondered if I was still alive, and not some begotten ghost of sorts. 0_o

I know that sounds incredibly stupid, but I think maybe the only way to understand is if you went through something similar or whatever. I dunno.

And I know it prolly makes me sound rather pathetic, but oh well.


I’m sure whatever it is that is being said prolly isn’t true; and I’m sure if I still lived there, that it would be those two weeks all over again.

But I don’t get it. Isn’t it enough that I have to make my own way through school? I figure he’s still very angry that I left and went far far away, to live in a dorm and go to school no less, and didn’t stay to be religious and get married like he thinks I should (Of course my uncle is angry about that. God, he’s still pissed about the stuff I wrote in My Otaku, so long ago. T_T )

But isn’t it hard enough that he tossed me out without any money, or even a word of goodbye? He barely said anything to me the morning I left; just maybe a sentence or two, and of course they hinted at what a pain in the ass/burden I was being to everyone (who’s everyone? <.< ), for requiring a way to get to the airport.


And uh, it burned how this new situation is strikingly similar to when right after I practically spelled out to my grandmother all the things her husband had ever done, shortly after, she would give nice things to my siblings and make a huge point of telling them not to share with me.

I knew prior, from other things she had done/said to other people that she was a very vindictive person, so I was prolly going to get mine, and a whole lot worse than something silly and petty like what the above example was. It was like cheap change, really. 0_o

I was secretly afraid Christmas would come, and the traditional cards with money in them would be sent up to the house, except she would make a big point of giving larger than normal amounts of money to everyone else, and it would be like I never existed.

But she died before Christmas came about, so oh well.

Even now, I still have no idea what stories were told to her. I don’t really give a shit; it just kinda... it hurts that she was dumb enough to have herself believe certain things, because it made everything so much more convenient to and for her.

She had her priorities. *shrugs*


All I can do is not be like anyone in my family. It’s actually what I aspire to do; kinda like a hobby. *half grins*


But yeah. If my NY aunt isn’t around there somewhere (She recently had to move out of her apartment because of the closing and stuff, so I have no idea where she is/her phone number), my personal things are either going to be set outside for the garbage truck, or torn apart by the kids.

Or both.


Oy! I just remembered I have a doctors sort of appointment tomorrow. There is suspicion that I could be anemic, which is why I’m so tired <.<

So. Tomorrow. Pap smear and blood work.

Yeah. Can’t say I’m looking foreword to tomorrow morning much. ;P

I’d laugh, but there’s a Pap smear involved. And that’s not a laughing matter; not one bit. u.u


Aye, I got a D on the Logics quiz.

….

Hey, at least I passed. And I know I’ll do much better next time, most assuredly. =) *nods*

I was so out of it this morning that I half dressed, brushed my hair, put on sandals and walked out my door. I stood in the hallway, thinking that I was missing something very much important, when a breeze hit me and it suddenly hit me that I wasn't wearing a shirt.

Oh no no. I had my jeans and a bra on; just missing the shirt.

I am so glad that my whole building is all girls. *blushes deep red*

Yeah. Go back in; put on a shirt.

That feeling that I'm forgetting something really important keeps with me, untill I'm in the hallway, and I shut my automatic-locking door.

I suddenly realize I had forgoten my ID card and my key inside.

.....

Yeah. It was one of those mornings. Had to find an RA after class; next time I lock myself out I have to pay money.

Ugh. I knew I was going to do it to myself someday. XD


Mhm. I smell clean; like my laundry detergent and my conditioner. Not that I smell yucky other times or anything; it's just I smell like laundry cause I just did all the laundry last night, so the detergent smell hasn't worn away from the clothes yet; and I had just bought and used some very much needed conditioner, so yeah. =)



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Sunday, August 28, 2005

Toothpaste for dinner =B
The girl that worked the cash register counter in the cafeteria this past weekend, she’s very nice to me and I am not sure exactly why.

What I mean is, I went to the cafeteria Saturday, before I went to Wal Mart. I wanted to eat before I went, because I didn’t know if I would be able to eat any other time later, and they prolly would have closed before I would have been able to come back. I got food; she swiped my card, and it was then that I found out it doesn’t matter if I miss or skip a meal during this or any semester. Any meals not redeemed on Monday through Friday are absorbed through the system; if I miss them, I don’t ever get them back.

After she explained this to me, she pretended to swipe my card again, and gestured me towards the cafeteria, and I ate my food without the cost being deducted from my monies allotted to me for the semester. (Because they are only valid in campus stores, and everything in campus stores are waaay overpriced [$8 for a normal sized box of cereal? Come now >: | ], the funds are going to slip away a tad on the fast side, I believe.)

I came in today, intending to pay for stuff, and she again pretended to do stuff with my card, and again today, I ate food.

I don’t think she does it for anyone else; I haven’t seen her do it, at least. She’s never seen me before; she isn’t even a student here. She just works here.

My silly paranoid self is wondering whys and how comes. u.u


I took an online quiz for Logics class. I am a bit worried on how I did, because it’s due at 11 something at night tonight, so I couldn’t put it off any longer. It was really hard to concentrate, because my belly hurts so unbelievably much, and I don’t know why. =(

I couldn’t go to sleep till 7 this morning, and I woke up at 1. I didn’t get out of bed till 3 though, so I feel like a lazy bum. =P

... I realized last night; I think the girl that lives in the dorm next to me, the one I have to share the bathroom with… I think she moved. And I am afraid it is because of something I might have done. =X

Or not. But it does seem a bit odd, that people have a tendency to... go away from me? I dunno.

Ergh. The only contact I’ve ever really had with her is when I sometimes had to knock on her front door, ‘cause she accidentally locked me out of the bathroom and I needed her to unlock it cause I really had to go. Or when she taped up a sign that if I see the garbage can get full, to change the bag.

I realized she might have left, because yesterday all of her things from the bathroom disappeared. And so did her name paper on her door.

*shrugs*

I was told that during certain times, I giggle like a little 4th grade girl- I'm not finishing that anology. It's just terrible. u.u

But uh, yeah. I don't think I giggle like a little girl during certain times. Or at all, actually. *Raises eyebrow*

I need some sort of anti-hormone pill, but I really dont think they exist. For girls, anyways.

God, it's like trying to empty the sea with a teaspoon.

....

Honestly. >:|
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Saturday, August 27, 2005

The outerside of the inside
Last night I wrote a 2 ½ page letter full of slightly altered, positive lighthearted BS, to send away in an envelope. All for my dad, so yeah.

I had full intentions of doing laundry last night, but Kate called, and then afterwards I felt tired but not sleepy, so I stayed up till about 5am, reading an old anime magazine that I had never gotten around to reading.

I woke up around 1 in the afternoon. I honestly don’t remember what my dream was about, but I woke up grinning for some reason, so I guess it doesn’t matter. ;D

I realized last night that today would be the last Saturday of the month of August…

Meaning that today, Saturday, would be the day of the annual family reunion, from my grandmother’s side.

It would be the first reunion without her presence, and it would be the second one I’ve missed in a row since I was 11, I think.

I dunno. For some reason, it got me to thinking about the kinds of people I seem to be related to; the characteristics that seem to be inherited, concentrated within certain groups.

Mhm. For another day, methinks.


I figured today was as good as any other day to make another trip to Wal Mart, so I showered, dressed, and went off to the bus stop. I figured I had some time before the bus came, so I walked over to the library for a few minutes. I asked the librarian when the next time the bus would come; she glanced at the clock and told me it should be here now.

I had forgotten that the busses run on different schedules on weekends. *smacks forehead*

I quickly made my way towards the huge metal doors, when I guess I tripped over something invisible, fell on the little carpet, and skid foreword. The carpet hit the door hard.

And so did I. XD

*laughs at herself*

Geez, I felt like such a dork. With the way the library structure is, no one could see me, so I was really glad of that.

*grins and shakes head*

Never again am I going to Wal Mart on a Saturday. Enough said about that.

And they didn’t have in stock what it was that I needed. X|

Ah well.


Last night was interesting, indeed, but time for the library is running out, so I gotta be going. =P

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Friday, August 26, 2005

The antisocial butterfly

The other day, I finally found where I had put my cup. I gently unwrapped the newspaper and heard a lot of tinkling noises.

The handle had broken off, as did a piece from the rim. It was a really cute little mug; I had brought it from Chinatown, when I went to New York right before the start of my “adventuring”. The cup was a pretty pink color, with little strawberries scattered about, and bunnies with anime-type face expressions.

Ah well. *Is disappointed* =(

Again, I missed classes today. For some reason, I don’t care. I mean, I know it isn’t something I am going to do a whole lot; it’s just…. Eh. *gestures*

It’s boring here. There’s nothing to do. I don’t know anyone for miles around. I don’t have a TV, I don’t have a computer, I don’t have a stereo, and I don’t have a car. There’s only so far you can get with the busses. I know, because I’ve double checked, and I’ve called the bus company, so yeah.

Mhm. If I had a Playstation, I’d play my Chronno Trigger file. =D

...

But you need a TV for that. Nevermind. XD


Kate called me very soon after I woke up, and she applied the word “emo” on me. I rwared her for using a Kennish word on me. >: |


It’s really weird, the way I feel. I feel antisocial, and yet I secretly want to be around people. I wanna have fun, but it’s hard to do it when there’s nothing there.

I’m also angry, but I can’t tell whether it’s more at myself or what. I mean, most of the bad stuff I’m feeling; it’s my fault. I did bring it upon myself, so I guess I deserve it?



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Thursday, August 25, 2005

The one that got away

Pure Nerd 82 % Nerd, 39% Geek, 47% Dork

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Tuesday, August 23, 2005

Running on the blue side of yesterday
Laundry. Yeah.

The school’s new machines somehow make doing laundry longer. Or maybe I make doing laundry longer.

Aye. I hauled a huge armful of dirty clothes along with two stuffed full bags down 4 flights of stairs to the basement, and it was then that I realized that I had forgotten the detergent. All the way upstairs. On the second floor. In my locked room.

No big deal. Went upstairs, came back down, sorted, and put to use three of the washing machines.

I was really tired, and sat down in one of the (really comfortable) chairs. I propped my feet up and was half asleep, half dreaming/imagining about what if there was a little drawer inside a large desk drawer, a “secret” one if you will, that would pull things of all sizes into a different dimension, and what if you got yourself caught in something like that? Would the other dimension be like the world you live in now? Would it be the complete opposite of everything you know, or would it be so different you couldn’t even comprehend it?; when something rather large scurrying on the floor caught the corner of my half closed eye and I squealed.

It was a cricket. A one legged cricket.

But goodness, that thing was at least 2 1/2 inches long. After I squealed loudly, it stopped in its tracks. I half fell out of my chair, and cautiously got closer, to get a better look at it, when it all of a sudden rushed towards me (Why?!?!? 0_o) and I zipped to the other side of the room.

I was mistaken. That cricket didn’t scurry, it freaking ran. Fast bugger, for only having one leg. *sweatdrops*

Having only enough money to dry stuff in one dryer for 60 minutes, I tried to cheat and stuffed the contents of all three washers into one dryer.

Needless to say, it didn’t quite work all that well. Or as much as I would have liked/hoped, anyways. =P

Hauled heavy damp laundry up the 4 flights of stairs at 2 something in the morning, down to near the end of the hall, unlocked my door, turned up the fan, and hung up/laid out laundry on all feasible surfaces/hangers.

Set my alarm early for class and quickly went to sleep.

Woke up when the alarm went off, and found that I could barely move. Granted, somehow I had managed sometime during the night to really wrap myself up tight in the bed sheet, but I felt so yucky-sick that I knew if I did manage to get up, it would be only to rush to the bathroom (in hopes the girl next door wasn’t using it, and she was, cause I heard the shower running.)

And so I missed class for the first time, and I feel really badly about it.

See, I am convinced that the events that happened concerning exclusively with the laundry mishaps happened because my reasoning and stuff was impaired by the onset of some yucky sickness, plus the fact I was really sleepy tired. I mean goodness; I don’t usually do stupid things like that.

And honestly, I’m not asking for commentary on that last sentence. Really. T_T

Turned off my alarm. I obviously fell back asleep again, cause I woke up again later at almost 2pm, and then felt really really guilty for not forcing myself to go to class. Yeah, I still felt really sick and very tired when I woke up again, but if my grades drop below a certain level, I lose financial aid, and I really really can’t afford to lose what I have. >.<

Ah well. It’s barely the first week of classes, so it shouldn't be all that hard to catch up.

Forced myself up, showered, and figured the way to Wal Mart, which took two different busses to get to and a whole lot of waiting for them. A really whole lot of waiting for them, cause I think that whole trip was most of my day. 0_o

Aye. The store ran out of some of the things I really wanted, so oh well. Guess that means.. I have to… make another trip. Later. Much later. Most defidently not tomorrow.

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Monday, August 22, 2005

I think of you everytime I take a dump. =)
Goodness goodness.

Yesterday I saw the movie Red Eye.

*Grins*

It was good, honestly. The storyline was brisk and concise; no filler or padding.

Mhm.

Today I was busy-busy. Got to sleep at 4-something-in-the-morning and woke my sleepy tired self up at 9:30, showered, ran to Logics (I. Need. A. Notebook. Badly. And schoolbooks, but that in itself is a whole different story.), then English, where we are watching an oddish movie called Quigley Down Under (Somehow, it is tied in with logic and reasoning…), ran to get something to eat, was persistent in making a payment thing and finally getting verification, and got so much done that I needed to.

And now I feel a whole lot better. Less worried and a lot of the naggy things in my head have ceased, for the time being. I would feel much better if I had schoolbooks, or at least a notebook, but oh well. In time, in time. *Nods*

I haven’t felt this relaxed/in stride in so long. Mhm, once I get a job, things will be splenderific, cause then I wont have to worry about how/where I’m going to get money for the next payment, which is due September 17-ish.

But I’m not worried about that at the moment. *Grins*

Figured out things about the bus route, so yeah.

On my way to rushing to Logics this morning, I was walking out the front door of my dorm when out of the corner of my eye; I noticed a group of girls coming immediately my way. I instinctively held the door open for them, when I noticed that right in the middle of the group was the room mate girl. I smiled and said “Hey”; I haven’t been angry about that situation for longer than a day. No use in expending angry energy that’s unproductive and draining, she’s a dork and that’s that. She looked a bit taken aback, but said hey and proceeded in speeching me about joining something or other.

Eh. >.-

And that lady, the one that took me in her office. When I went to lunch, I glimpsed her and got really tense. I dunno, the way she acts and talks, she seems to be like….the school psychologist or something, and that mannerism makes me nervous as hell. She seems to mildly poke around and pry into business, and I really really don’t want or need it.

I lost sight of her, and then she scared the crap out of me, coming out of nowhere and asking how I was doing. XD

She of course poked around asking questions, and I answered as friendly and impersonally as possible, and that was that.

Aye. I have a class that starts at 5:30pm, and lasts till 8:15. After that, laundry, then I am going to crash. Have one early class tomorrow, and then off to running around plenty more.

*Falls over*

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