Happy BDay to josgotglock  and knitmi ! *rolls out cake trolleys*









Have a great one, you two! :)

So the finals are done until the 23rd. I have to study my ass off for geology. Poor ass. It's always the first to go. I was up until after 2.30 trying to get everything finished off. The COM paper I only had to answer three questions with multiple parts, but it turned into 8 pages. I hate MLA. Seriously I do. Is there a website that has the newest updated version? I know all italics are out and they've stopped with the URL for websites and are now putting what media it was in. Media or medium? Medium I think. Anyway, what medium it was in. So print or film or webpage.

WEEE! I hate being so exhausted that I'm hyper because that means I can't sleep. Have work today from 2-8 and then I think Andy wanted to hang out. Tomorrow I work 10-3. I need to take a shower. I keep trying to think of ways to stay in touch with my english professor. I'm thinking about emailing her a book rec. I'm reading The Book of Lost Things by John Connolly and it's about fairy tales and such, but it's very Brother's Grimm and all the fairy tales have sorta been spun on their head. Like Snow White was a fatass that the dwarves hated and tried to kill with a poison apple, but some random prince came along and kissed her and woke her up and then rode away without marrying her. They tried to blame it on the evil witch, but she had an alibi as she had been off poisoning someone else at the time. The problem is she's uber sensitive to violence and she cries a lot (surprisingly to me). She said she sobbed uncontrollably while reading an English 101 paper on the horrors of animal cruelty and couldn't read past the third page of seven pages. So I'm not sure if she'd like it as there is a lot of death. But he doesn't get detailed with it. It's more like, the arrow when into her neck and she died. It's not like "the arrow when into her neck and blood spewed from the wound like a great red waterfall and veins and arteries were released from the arrow head and flung like ribbons into the wind." or anything... so I think I will, I'll just alert her to the death, but minor gore.

Anyway. My throat won't stop hurting, which I think is bad news if I actually have tonsilitus. Everyone kept saying, "when are you going to get them removed?" and I was like, "Not going to?" because the woman never said anything about surgery. So I asked my parents what exactly needs to happen before they consider surgery and it was that the tonsils keep flaring up. Has anyone had tonsilitus before and gotten them removed that can help me out? I think the Christmas/New Years season is a horrible time to have this happen, assuming I'm correct in assuming that it not going away is going to lead to surgery. Since I want to have a merry Christmas and get skunk drunk on New Years, since I don't normally drink even when offered. I've never really had a hangover. Unless you count that time that Seth made me go shot for shot every two minutes. That's bad by the way. Don't do that. I just felt a little nauseous. It was my fault we didn't go to Centralia. WHICH WE NEED TO DO GODDAMIT!

Oh yes, that reminds me. Centralia is this place in Pennsylvania that's a lot like Silent Hill in a sense as it has an underground coal fire and has been evacuated, but you always have those crazies that are like, "no, it's my house and I'm staying," and they have and they've been inhaling underground coal fire fumes for however long and are a little warped. We wanted to go there even though it's closed off (funny how it's a tourist attraction) just to walk around and stuff and joked that if Pyramid Head comes out from behind a house or something it's either every man for themselves or we're jumping off the cliff together. Haha. He won't come out there. Or will he?

So yes. That's my life thus far. Must call Financial Aid or actually look at the loan application form. I forgot how to do this. I just remember last time I went to FA they were like, fill out this form and bring it here! And then I went to where "here" was and they were like, "What the fuck did you fill this out for? Fill this out and bring it back to FA" so I did that and finally some woman was like, "just go to this website you dodo head and do this and then accept the money," and so I did and I had 2k. Why have I only done this once? Each semester is roughly 1.5k on average and god knows I didn't have 7.5k before I went to MCC. I wish I did. I didn't though. I'm so sad. I know why people play the lottery now.

I need to take a shower. But I think I'm going to write Voice Box instead. I'm excited I've been able to start with it again.

I just got the first bloody nose I've gotten in like... a year?
Man, I forgot how surprising they are. I sniffed and I felt it rushing back down and was like, "goddammit!" in my head because there are two five or three or something year olds running around the house. It just kinda gushed everywhere for about five minutes and then was like, "done now, sorry" and retreated away pretty quick. I asked my mom for help, she was down the hall in her craft room and she was like, "yeah I'll be right out" and never came out. Haha. Thank ya!

I have to work on my picture book and also the final for COM. Taylor said it was difficult. I don't know. None of Proietti's assignments have been difficult at all. They've all been editorials of sorts. Whatever. I'll get them done.

I also started writing Voice Box and WALA! I had a breaktrhough last night and I'm a page through the chapter and still going with it. Haha. I think having Tae get cold feet and run away was screwing everything up because then you have that awkward situation where he comes back and they talk and blah blah. So I cut all that out. I thought I would have to change the last chapter of them that I updated, but I guess not. I've been getting a lot of traffic for that story recently and a few people reviewing and saying they were disappointed to see I'd given up on the story, which I said I wouldn't do (doesn't anyone read author's notes?) even though it's been almost a year since I updated. Have faith people!

Last day of classes before winter break are tomorrow. Book due and a paper due. I'm going to miss my english teacher... I love her. I want her as my mentor. I wish you could like give them a paper or something for them to sign to be a mentor or something or have it be like godparents. "Will you be my mentor?"

"I'd be honored!"

And then there was all this stuff you're supposed to do or whatever. Haha.

I also feel like I haven't hung out with Andy in a month or something. Oh well. College changes stuff or something. Spongebob is really creepy.

I love Winter. Seeing white fluffy snow on the ground makes me so happy.
Our fridge sounds like Darth Vader and my parents just looked at me funny when I told them.
I'm feeling a lot better, but now I can't sleep very well. I think it's because I've slept so much lately.
I'm working on the children's story book. Not diligently, but good enough.
Ariel stopped and embarrassed me at work. I was working on the kid's book and he just sorta ambled in and gave me a hug with his friend and talked about nothing for a while. It was really awkward. Bless him.

Anyway, I'm trying to write on Voice Box again. I got through about a paragraph and then was like, what's on facebook? And then was like, MUSIC! And then was like, what's on livejournal? And so I really only got a paragraph before I was sidetracked like a deer hit by a semi. Or something.

THAT REMINDS ME! I have this special case of animal blindness where I absolutely cannot see animals while driving. They're invisible. I know this because there was a deer standing IN THE ROAD and I didn't see it until it ran away. Thank god it did or it would have been through my windshield. Poor deer. Poor Malibu. I'll treat you both better. I don't know why I can't see those things.

Christmas is stressful. I don't know what to get Ariel. I was just going to dress in a stupid skirt to appease his want, but that seems sleazy. And thoughtless almost. I dunno. I HATE CHRISTMAS because of the stupid buying of thoughtful presents. I wish some people wouldn't buy me presents. I don't know what to get Ariel, I don't know what to get Dad, and I don't know what to get Chelse... This sucks. Chelse seems so easy, a fricken book, but what book? She wants a fantasy book, but I don't read silly fantasy. And I don't know what she's looking for. She likes what i like. How am I supposed to get her a fantasy if I don't like fantasy? I was thinking a gift card, but those are always so "yay! Present.... oh, gift card, thanks...". I always feel a little disappointed when I get a gift card. I don't want her to enter into the "we don't know what to give you so here's money/gift card" phase prematurely! It's such a sucky stage.

I got Kyllea socks. Lots of them. I got Kat this adorable recipe book with these cute little veggies and fruits and stuff on the front with smiley faces. I bit the bullet and got Mom the Twilight movie. I know what I'm getting Andy. Hopefully I can get it. Stupid things. Dad I'm like... kat's getting him ping pong balls (great idea) and mom is getting him good paddles (another great idea) and I was like... maybe I could do something for teh fooseball table? But that already has everything. He got nice handles, cleaned it. There's about 20 balls for that stupid thing... He's got his music... he has his few movies... ugh...

Damn you holidays and your gift giving!

So I have to do a Children's Story book complete with illustrations, a final paper for communications, and one last small project for geology which should only take me about an hour all before the end of the week.

I would be able to get these things done if I could just stay awake and concentrate...
Unfortunately, those things are very hard for me to do. I'm taking penicillin to see if what I'm sick with is tonsilitus. If it is, or if it's strep, then the problem should be gone by wednesday and I should be singing songs. If it's not and it gets worse, then it's mono and I'm fucked. At least break is coming up. If I can manage to turn in even 70 papers to classes, then Ishould be fine. I already missed an assignment for english because this weekend I was entirely incapacitated. I went from bed to couch and went from dose of Nyquil to does of Nyquil. Which was bad on Sunday, but worked Friday and Saturday.

My throat is feeling a little better. My cough is going down. I have to take some ibuprofen for the swelling in my neck and the pain in my throat because she says I'm not eating and drinking enough. The doctor I had was super nice. She worked for the pediatric, but she was taking the place of my real doctor. Her name was Mary-Jo, this sweet old lady with a really nice face.

My mom and I went to Wegman's afterwards for the prescription, which they didn't have for about fifteen minutes so we walked around and did some shopping. Then we went to burger king and I managed to eat a burger and half a milkshake plus some fries. That's more than I ate all weekend. I'm feeling pretty proud of myself for no good reason.

Anyway, I'm going to type up the story and print it out and then try to get to illustrating. I want the illustrations to be very fluid, with lots of movement, and a little exaggerated when it comes to proportions, like fashion illustrations (if you've seen any of the Burlington Coat factory, I'm going for something like that but a little more fanciful). So hopefully I can get that done.

Here ya go....why yes, I DO have a 1-track mind, why do you ask? ;)




Hope it is a great BDay!

I'm so very sick.
It started with just a cough, that was it. now it's turned into running nose, cough, sore throat. Half of my neck is swollen, my eyes are bloodshot, and my ears hurt. I've been taking medicine for it, but there's no where to sleep that's warm, with warm air. I slept in my room, which is in the attic which is freezing. And I slept in Ariel's room which has holes in it and it's freezing. So there's no where warm to sleep, not really.

I took advil for my neck, hoping the swelling would go down. I don't know if it's the gland that's swollen or if it's a pulled muscle or something. My whole head feels like it's being squeezed by a vacuum. I think I'll sleep on my parents bed and try to rest for a while. This weekend requires laid back, rest, medicine. I think that about sums it up.

Happy BDay to n_e_star and housetango !

Here's your cakes:





Hope it's a great one!

So I had this guy come in and buy some books and as I was ringing him up, with no hint of inhibition or anything, just said right out loud, "Did you have any part in the creation of the gay section?"

And I asked him which and explained I had done the fiction section in the romance for homosexual novels. And that there was another one in the health section for coming out and adapting. He said that it was a wonderful idea, it's about time that things like that happened, and to thank the manager for him.

I was blown away! If there is any group of people that I think are more times than not against gay rights, it's old men. Because they're stuck in their ways and such. It was amazing that this guy came to me and said it was great, just out of the blue. I love him. I really do.

I also redid the children's book that I have to do for English. I handed in a rough draft of it on Monday, but I redid the entire thing. it's hardly the same. It's about a princess named Ginger who loves to eat and is rather fat living in a kingdom of other princesses who are all really skinny, beautiful, and vain. And they make fun of Ginger for being fat. So there is this ball and she goes and compliments them on their dresses and they say she's fat in various ways and she goes home and wishes that everyone looked on the outside as they did on the inside. And her wish comes true and all the skinny princesses turn into ugly women and Ginger gets to dance at the ball with all the handsome princes. I hope she likes it.

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"painfully superior"

Hmm, So you think you are superior? o.o (I'm jk)

I have quite a few screws loose, which probably will show becuase... I'm
going to tell you why you being 20 "gets to" me... heh. You seem to have had
it a bit wrong, as it has nothing to do with superiority... As I'm a teenager,
I believe myself to be superior to all, and to know everything.

The way I think about age is all wrong, and I know it is wrong... I just
can't help it...


There are kids. That's anything under being a teenager... Kid are always
innocent and never do any wrong, and are usual really annoying.

There are teenagers. That's me.. and how you act... Teen years are the fun...
weird... part of human life.

There are adults. (That's you, by the way...) that would be anything from
20-30. And they are meant to (In my twisted mind) to be completely terrible
boring people who I can't be bothered to be interested in... (Yep.)

Then theres old people. (get this, thats people over 30. Hah.) Well, if I'm
afraid of ever being an adult.. well old people... well... NO.

Then there's really old people... that's anything over 60. I try not to think
about "them"


Sorry if I burst your "I'm superior" bubble, but you know... I just couldn't
let you think... what you were thinking...

Also as a final thanks- Thanks for writing, you are really good at it, even
if I don't expect you to be very good at writing how you did when you wrote
what you wrote.. ahh, nvm. You're good at writing. Hope you get around to
posting more someday. ^.^ Almost felt like reading a real book.

_________

So I've been corresponding with this chick on fictionpress because she favorited one of my stories and also put on her author alert and favorite author. So I thanked her for reading my stories and for adding me. I also put in that I couldn't believe I wrote that story three years ago when I was 17.

So she told me she doesn't like older people and of course I tried to tell her I don't act my age and I'm really quite immature and that I dislike older people because they always come across as "painfully superior" and such. Which I guess she took as me calling myself superior to her.

I don't know. Her entire message came off as very offensive and passive aggressive to me. Does it to anyone else? I never said I was superior and I wish ic ould go back and find the message I sent her to reread it and see if it could actually be misconstrued that way. So i wrote her back trying to be reasonable just now saying that I didn't mean to make it seem like i was calling myself better than she was, just that I meant through my experience, older people feel like they are more wisened than me and always try to educate me. Even people just one year older than me call me a child. Really? Anyway, that's what I meant and that her opinion about her age groupings and characteristics therein are her own and they are a little odd, but their her's so whatever.

She did say I was terribly boring and not an interesting person or somneone not to be bothered with. Stupid teenagers. Haha. I'm only semi-kidding.