Catch up? Ketchup

Today was crazy!

!!

I got up at 5 to shower to take my mom to the airport to not be late for math. And I did all of those! I'm very proud.

After school, I went to my sister's baby sit the baby so she could get a bit of paperwork done. He was perfect, though tired, and very cheerful. Playing and giggling. Absolutely charming baby. <3

Once I left there, I popped by my old high school to say hi to people and to find out what my GPA had been. Then it was off to SJSU to meet with a pre-admissions counselor. She was VERY helpful. I found I'll have 96 transferable credits or more when I transfer. How exciting! I also learned I don't need to take the other pre-calculus course De Anza offers because this one and my trig course fulfill the requirement and I can go right into Calculus at SJSU. I can't even express my pleasure at this!! *bursts* So I got home and worked on my application some more.

But I have another cold, so I got a little light headed and decided to have a nap. It was a good nap and I woke up just in time for Institute. Which was excellent as usual.

Tomorrow I'm going to meet with a De Anza counselor to make sure they pass me off on my GE and to get some questions answered. Maybe I'll call some people for their opinions on what courses I should take for my last quarter. I'm thinking Biology 10, and life drawing. But I need 4 more units to be a full time student. So, I'm kind of at a loss. Blah.

Now I'm home and absolutely reeling from icky sickiness. I took out the trash and haven't got anything due tomorrow, so I'm off to bed.

On famous guys

Sure am glad I took anthropology last quarter.



Classic!

On New Yearsing

My New Year's was good! Yes yes, good.

I went to a huge party in Palo Alto with Haley. The party was a bit too big, I think. Well, no, I know it was too big. At least for me. I love parties, but not so huge like that. I had the most fun sitting upstairs in the quiet, cooler, brighter room with quieter people. Haley and Mark and I all chattered away and made a plan that after the ball dropped we congregate at Mark's house. We being a very small group (six??).

On the way down, Haley and I stopped at In-n-out for eats because I was starving. There was a bit of drama on whether or not we should actually go because it was already 1 am and all did live with our parents who have curfews. But we went anyway. I'm glad we did, too. :3

It was very low key and we played apples to apples while some music played. It was so chill, I loved it.

And last night, it was basically the same thing. A slightly larger group met up at Mark's and we played more games and it was super fun! I stayed far too late chatting with Mark, his roommate (steve? I'm terrible with names) and Megan. It was insanely late when we left, and I feel guilty. Won't stay that late again. But we helped clean up a bit so they wouldn't have to.

Good night!

Ho hum

Every now and then I get a little... internet weary. I am weary now. The internet tires me and complicates things, it would seem. As much as it makes my life easier, it also makes it harder. *sigh*

I'll probably be easing up on my internet. Some things are so unnecessary. Some blogs so unnecessary to follow. Some comics so unnecessary to read. Some website so unnecessary to go to. Forums. MySpace. Facebook.

How tiring.

Rawk

I'm amazingly sick. I have a cold. It's... amazing. *dies*

Christmas is over, life goes on. Spent the day with Haley yesterday! Yee! Super BFF action!

And today has been spent mostly in bed, either asleep, or perusing my new comic books. <3 I bought 3 with my Barnes and Noble gift card. I really love them. A lot. Hee.

But I need to get drawing myself. Deadline is January 11th.

Happy Christmas

It's Christmas morning. ^_^ I'm a huge fan of Christmas. HUGE.

Now the presents are open and the stockings (or wooden shoes, in our case) are unstuffed. Now the day is spent relaxing and enjoying our presents.

My presents being:
2 GBs of Memory for my computer
An external DVD burner
A giant crystal paper weight (looks like a diamond)
A threadless shirt
An anthropologie skirt
Little Women, the book
A gray hoodie
Socks
Whale Rider soundtrack
A little coach bag
The Great Mouse Detective DVD
Barnes and Noble gift card

I'm excited about them all and so happy. ^_^

Love that bear

I'm hugging my favorite stuffed animal--the one my brother gave me before his mission. It's pretty awesome and soft.

I helped Laura with Brady all day. That was fun, because Brady has learned to crawl! :) Brady for the Win!

Also, I'm very tired.

And, very distracted.

New to-do's

Since school is abolished until January 7th, I'm making a new To-Do list.

[ ] Draw the short story
[ ] Make serious progress on my knitting
[ ] Burn those DVD's and CD's
[ ] Reinstall my hard drive
[ ] Watch a lot of movies.

Speaking of movies. I watched Amelie. I think I love that movie because everyone ends happily. It's just a feel good movie. And she does all the things I wish to do. I love "stratagems" and especially playing interesting games like that.

Anyway.

So not creative enough

I want to submit something to RSOM... The deadline is January 11... But I need inspiration for a 15-20 page comic! Self contained! That represents my stuff!

Laura says to draw from life. What life? *grumble*

I've got some ideas, but they're lame. Lamey lame lamers.

Bed... rest. Sleep on it.

It's good to be done

Done with school! :DDDDD

I worked really super hard and was almost late with ym last final, but I'm done. I'm eight-ways-to-Friday done!

That's all.

Will be updated until done

[x] Prepare Anthropology notes
[x] Prepare double sided piece of paper for Math
[x] Finish speech
[ ] Rewrite Sociology Midterm
[ ] Write Sociology Final
[x] Write Sociology paper

Tears of Tired

Have you ever been so tired, your eyes start to water and it's like you're crying tears of tired? Yeah. I'm tired. Tearfully so.

So much to do in preparation for Sociology. So much left, I'm kind of freaking out.

This is when I know I need to go to bed. I'm starting to feel overwhelmed by homework, and I'm crying tears of tired.

Some fun.

A little annoyed that my private life (that I don't share with anybody but my family and CLOSE friends) is being spread around some places. Super fun to have it brought up in everyday conversation and rubbed in my face. Yeah. Love that.

Anyway.

My speech is done!! Hurrah! Complete! I think I reasonably well, too. :D Everyone said I did, too. Team Alli for the win!

And now, I get to crank out my sociology stuff. ASAP, alli, ASAP!

Ok, I'm not really all that mad about the whatever. Well, I am, but not as angry as it may seem. I'm not holding any grudges--just a little peeved. *sigh* Whatever..

Is your jaw supposed to fall on the floor? Yes? Okay, just checking.

Half way done with my finals. Oh joy! That was surprisingly real, that joy there. I don't know why I'm so joyous when the upcoming two finals are going to be the pits. And by pits I mean, hole to the center of the earth meets the pit of despair, has a whirlwind romance, and ends up with a batch of kids. Yay for them, not so yay for me. But still, the joy is eminent. As is the end. *basks*

My speech final is this morning. At 11:30. Well, the class is at 11:30. I probably won't get to give my speech until noon. How lame. What a build up.

Math final was pretty good, yesterday. I couldn't quite recall how to solve a problem or two (three at the most) but of the ones I answered fully, I answered confidently. I think out of the whole nine page test, I'm only unsure about... 5. Yeah. Woosh.

Hurrah, now. Gotta get ready for that speech final. Yee.

Woosh

I just have to ge through this week. Everyday, just get through it. *phew*

I can do that! :D As stressful as it may be, "I can totally handle anything this baby can dish out."

Anthro final tomorrow. Awesome. Then I get to spend my Monday writing my speech to perfection.

ONE day at a time.

Here comes finals again

I have a very sad headache today. Boo hoo.

Next week is finals week. It's a little scary to me. I only have 2 sit down finals, the other two are paper type things.

[ ] Prepare Anthropology notes
[ ] Prepare double sided piece of paper for Math
[ ] Finish speech
[ ] Rewrite Sociology Midterm
[ ] Write Sociology Final
[ ] Write Sociology paper

I have part of my anthro notes done, so I'll try to get those done tonight. I'll also try to finish my speech outline completely. I wish I could just get them all done tonight. But I can't. So, let's make a map of the coming week!

Monday:
[ ] Anthro Final
[ ] Make sure math page is done
[ ] Make sure Speech is written

Tuesday:
[ ] Make sure Socio midterm is rewritten
[ ] Write Socio final
[ ] Finish Socio outline
[ ] Math final (4pm)

Wednesday:
[ ] Give speech (11:30am)
[ ] Make sure Socio final is done
[ ] Begin socio paper

Thursday:
[ ] Finish socio paper

Friday:
[ ] Sociology Turn in (1:45pm)

The end!

Things I like Today

-Honey Nut Cherrios
-Drawing
-The Way to Your Heart
-Fingerless gloves
-Army Hats
-Teeny Manolo
-"World Spins Madly On" by The Weepies
-Anthropologie earrings
-Sunshine
-"Motorcycle Drive By" by Third Eye Blind
-Writing
-Deviant Art

To bed, to bed I said

Yeah, ok, I don't really fail at life. Often. *snicker*

Took my Anthro midterm, I think I did well. No need to panic. Crisis averted.

Spent the evening with Gwyn, watching way too much Jennifer Aniston. Has anyone else noticed she plays the same personality every time? Overly emotional, mess that screws up her life but somehow manages to make it all work? Yeah. Same girl, same movie. Different co-stars.

I have a pretty new pedicure due to Gwyn's desire to cure my ped's.

Also, just got home. 20 minutes ago. There have been too many typos--a sure sign I am exhausted.

Goat, the new scent from Zafron

Well, I was fully intending to take my math quiz this evening. It was/is a take home quiz, so that's nice for me.

But I was suffering under the delusion that my Anthro midterm was on Monday. Instead of tomorrow. Which it is. *DOOM* I am very unhappy now. How did I get so diluded in my thinking? Because my teacher has been broadcasting how there was a test on Monday. Monday the 10th. And test being my final. NOW I remember. So, I have to study for my midterm tonight too. Had I known, I wouldn't have gone to have Indian food. Would have started sooner.

Shouldn't be so dumb, you know.

I fail at life.

Go team!

Ah. Thanksgiving is over. Ovar. Ovir. The latter is how I pronounce it. Yeah. Yeeah. It was good and now it's gone. Very sad turn of events..

Babysat the beloved nephew today whilst my mom and sister packed up my sisters house a bit. My knees kicked in for a good hurt, so I was a little incapacitated for ... a while. Wee (purely sarcastic).

But! Back in school. School's nearly over, too. And by nearly over I mean, I have a few weeks left. Two and then finals? That sounds right. Don't quote me on it as fact. Not fact. Speculation.

Also, been trying to get in shape. Er. Sort of starting my own little work out every night. Starting yesterday. Yeah. Lame! Aw, just kidding. I'm massively pleased with myself. I velcro on my leg weights and light my little 5 pound weight in my hands. I do some leg stretches. Then I do some leg lifts. Push ups (like, 4? But they're REAL ones! I'll get better...) and then I do some crunches. I want to be in shape and healthy. Also, been trying to eat less junky food. And paying attention to how hungry I actually am. Yeah. I seem to enjoy food. I could see it becoming a problem as I get older, so I'll try to curb it now.

I have much to work on, but it would benefit me so much. Very worth it, I believe.

Nightly regime:
1. Wash up
2. Work out
3. Pajamas
4. Read scriptures
5. Pray
6. Bed

It's very simple, so I can do it!

Don't know why I do

I slept funny on my neck last night. Which is unfortunate because I use my neck. Regularly.

As a result of sleeping on my neck funny, I must have slept poorly too--I am very VERY tired. But I got a nap, so all is right in the world. :D

Or is it? I realized today that some of the numbers in my phone are wrong. Gr. How did I realize? Trying to call someone, of course, and getting someone I do not know. In another language. So unless he really hates me (which would SUCK), I have at least his number in wrong.

But only 3 days of class this week! And the that means Thursday is no school, which means no Anthropology, Speech, Sociology, OR Math! For one day. :3

I need my food. I am hungry!

He has my pen.

Another week is over, and another is beginning.

Took my math exam on Thursday--really hope I did well! Eek eek! I studied for it, and made a good page of notes for the exam. Here's hoping. *crosses fingers* I did see my current grade in the course--he was offering. I have a 94%. That's pretty sweet! Pretty dang sweet!

My haircut was marvelous. I'm exceedingly pleased. She cut me some cute little bangs that aren't quite so straight lined. I'm excited! :3

Mmmm... toe is still all bruised and sad, but I've managed to get the whole walking thing down to pat. Bummer that my leg is all sore from the random muscles being worked. *shrug*

I've been having fun making fakey fake animation. Super fake. Like. I draw a picture and then make slight changes. Flip-book fake. But it's fun.

My headache is feeling better--I'll go to bed.

Juice? Water? yes.

Confusing.... My nephew has one of those tube stackers, yeah? With the stick on the platform and they place the progressively smaller rings over it? Nice and colorful. Well, just now, I have discovered the smallest ring to be--not with it's siblings--but under my desk. How it managed such an excursion is mind boggling...

Anyway, on with life.

The toe remains intact, yet painful. Bruised. Whatever.

School was intense, as usual. I got a B on my Anthro midterm, which is vaguely annoying. I didn't study as much as I should have. I fell asleep after about an hour of study. :-\ I got a nice A on my Math quiz, which is nice! I have the exam on Thursday. If I ace this exam, I'll only have to worry about my final. That would be really amazing.

I have to admit, I feel like I'm floundering in Sociology. It just doesn't all get through. Bits and pieces do, but the vast majority... sigh. I need to go into his office and ask for some help. I'm going to not do as well as I'd like, if I'm not so careful.

Also. I have been abnormally parched. And craving cran-grape juice.

Onward, ever onward

Yesterday was a day that should have been good, had all the promise of being great, and turned out to be no fun at all.

I did get to sleep in! Yee! Lots of lovely sleep. <3

My nephew also spent the evening with us and my brother and sister went to a Sharks game.

I finished reading "Sabriel" which I got for my birthday but didn't have the chance to read because I was so busy. I really liked it a whole lot. That goes on my shelf of books I loved.

The only downside of my day was that I stubbed my pinky toe on a big black box in the hallway. It hurts like crazy, and I can barely walk. And it's purple and swollen. I am very sad. :<

And this broken/sprained/whatever toe prevented me from going ice skating. So, I've still never been ice skating. Gr.

But I have lots of school today, which will keep me busy and distracted. And when I get home, I will rest up some more.

On funny quotes

On my facebook account, I have a list of quotes I find particularly amusing. These quotes still get or once got me into stitches. But I often have my friends saying, "Alli, where did this quote come from?" and they proceed to quote it. So, I am going to post all my BFF quotes here.

And then add where they all come from.


"Have you ever laughed so hard, it hurts your stomach?"
"Yeah, it's like being tickled with a knife."
This is from one of my many hilarious conversations with Kellen and Josh. Trying to describe how much it hurts to laugh too much.

"Oh! It's green! That's my lucky number!"
Also from a Kellen and Josh experience, we were bowling and I was having rotten luck. The next game came around, and the score keeping screen was green, which is my favorite color. Which is what I intended to say. The best part is, I didn't realize I said it that way until I had already picked up the bowling ball.

"I don’t really know how daisies and handcuffs are comparable, but, yes, I would rather have the daisies."
That's a quote from a report I found online. Improv Everywhere did a pantless-subway ride stint in New York, and one girl got arrested for it. When she complained the handcuffs were a little tight, the police officer asked if she had expected daisies. While she didn't say that quote to him, she said it to us.

"Mother of babies!! Where did you COME from?!?!"
This is from a video online, and an ex-convict with a bad English accent says it to a beak-less bird who wandered into air traffic control.

"50 dollars for llama?! What STEAL!"
Out on a group date, someone mentioned that we were near the area where you could get a llama for 50 dollars. Moments after I said that quote, she added that you could only rent them.

"See that green light?" (Points forty feet away, in opposite lane) "Make it!"
On the same group date, Brian decided we needed to get from a full stop at the right curb, to 40 feet ahead on the left curb, across 4 lanes of heavy traffic. Fortunately, he was not driving. Unfortunately, his room mate has this bizarre inclination to do thing Brian says while he is driving.

"They've been doing this since Moby Dick was a goldfish!"
While waiting in line for a concert, a ticket hawk was hawking (totally spelled wrong, huh?) his wares and the security guards told him he couldn't do that here. That quote was his response.

"You’re a cold woman. Let’s braid hair."
A quote from some scathing online critique of a famous woman's dress.

"You're dumb! Go take a nap."
Haley said this to me one day on the phone. I was very tired and seemed to be acting very silly. She basically yelled the first part, and then quietly laughed the second.

"I hate you! I wish I could hate you to death!"
This is all I can give you. This right here.

"What happens if the Unstoppable Force hits the Immovable Object?"
"Chuck Norris dies."
Not sure where I heard it or read it whatever'd it. But it's here and I'm laughing.

"Activities is like torching teddy bears"
"... or tennis."
Whit was trying to update her profile with some information and couldn't quite figure out what to put under activities. That seemed to encompass everything she'd put in interests, so... now what? I then proceeded to provide an example.

Whit: "Who needs clothes?"
Alli: "What?"
Whit: "I said, who need CLOTHES?"
Alli: "You do!"
Whit: "NOOOO!"
Alli: "Yes!"
Whit: "NOOOO!"
Alli: "YOU'RE NAKED!"
Whit: "OKAY!"
She wasn't really naked.

"Do Ninjas fall in love? No. Ninjas glide silently into love with two swords drawn."
The Ask a Ninja said this is response to someone's question.

"If you get teleported, let me know immediately."
A totally random something Haley and I heard Gordon say to someone. Maybe he was on the phone, or something. But he said it, and we laughed.

"I lost a piece of meat. Get back here, piece of meat! I want you. I want to eat you."
"That's really not much motivation for it to come back."
"It's dead! It has motivation to become alive in the love of my stomach!"
I was eating a beef sandwich, and my beef escaped the sandwich. Haley was on the phone as I expressed my unhappiness at my meats movement, and she tried to tell me I had no chance. Boy was she wrong.

Haircuts

I'm getting a haircut on the 17th. A week from this coming Saturday. I'm trying to figure out what to say to Sherri about what I want. I'm not sure what I want. Something feminine and pretty. Interesting. Yes.

Wee.

Happy Monday

Awesome.

I got my math exam back on Thursday, and I got a 97. :3 Yee!

Saturday, I went to the Oakland Temple and saw the Joseph Smith movie. Most excellent. I cried a lot, and I loved it.

Also. Humor.

I have class now.

Happy Halloween!

I have a party with my Ward tonight, I'm going as a detective.

Also

Cake!






Do you like all the blood I have dripping out of it? I do.

Hurray for medicine

Last night, I ran out of my headache medicine. It was unfortunate because I woke up this morning with a pounding migraine. Gr.

But I got to spend today relaxing! :3 Watched TV, mostly. But I did work on my Halloween costume a bit. Yay for costume!

I had a math exam yesterday, and I think I did pretty well. Not as confident as my last exam, but I'm not too worried either. I did manage full credit on my quiz last week, so... here's hoping for some continued fortune.

Drum roll please

Hallo again.

So that math quiz I took? I got full credit on it! :3 Yee hee! I have a math exam tomorrow--I can only hope I do so well on it.

I slipped down the stairs this weekend and injured my knee again. So I've been limping terribly, and been in a lot of pain. But, I take pain meds and get through my days well enough. I'll rest it up this weekend and ice it a whole lot. No worries.

I also give my speech tomorrow, which won't be so bad. It's only 5 minutes, which is one-third of a talk at church. Easy pickings. I also know my class really well, so it'll be just talking to my friends. I'm not that worried.

Right. Need to get through tomorrow, and then I have a nice weekend. I somehow reinstigated my headaches, so I'm dealing with those as well. Peachy keen.

October goes by...

What the--? Where did the month go? Sheesh...

I realized this evening that next week I have to present my project in Speech. Blah... I thought it was later. I have my sources all picked out, I just need to prepare the speech. Gr. Gr! Whatever.

So my weekend will be busy with speech preparations. I have a quiz in Math tomorrow, too, but that won't be so bad. I just need to review my notes tonight, and then again tomorrow.

To do this weekend:
[ ] Speech assignment
[ ] Costume shopping!
[ ] Write more of the SC
[ ] Start drawing CJ
[ ] Read!

I'm gonna fly on down

*yawn* It feels very early. I did not get enough sleep.

Today is a short day of school, thank goodness. I will go to class and then take a nap. But at some point, I will go buy some puffy paints so I can paint Brady's onesie, per Laura's request.

*yawn* Yesterday, after Anthropology class, my classmate Luka (sp?) decided to hang out with me before out next classes. We sat in the library and he read some book for his next class, and I drew. But we did talk a lot. He's very nice and very bright.

I did, somehow, manage to forget that my Speech class had an assignment due. 20 points down the drain... must make it up by being super in every other aspect. -_-

And my Sociology teacher gave me a book to read. Yeah.

Institute tonight. I decided I need to be more adamant about going--need to really stick to it. So I will. Starting tonight. I won't miss another night!! *determined*

Title! I am lacking one

Awesome. Awesome! AWESOME!

Here's a true story. When we went to England years ago, we popped into a big fancy bookstore and I bought myself two lovely, paperbacks out of the Narnia series. Really pretty covers. I love them. I really wanted the rest though, and for years have pined away for them. My Dad went off to England this week, but it turns out the books are now out of print! Oh noes! So I scoured the internets and found the rest of the books. I ordered them and now they will come to me. Yay!

I also went to Laura's today to help her so she could get some housework done. Brady is cute, as always.

A package arrived for me today, as well. It's the commission Emi did for me! I am so very happy to have it!! I can't even breathe!

*gasp*

Popples

I wish to be a tiny popple.

Anyway, popples aside. School. I had taken my anthro midterm last week, yeah? And I got my score back today--horray for me, I got a 38/40! I am rocking the exams this quarter! Need to keep that up.

I need to be cleaning the house and then going to my sisters. Baby needs watching.

Coming soon! My favorite LolCats!

Needing something to go on

I damaged myself. Again. *vent anger here*

I somehow hurt my legs. Two separate incidents, if you can believe it. On Monday, I wore my fancified new shoes to school. Super cute, life was special. But I carved a thick line of blister into the heel of each foot. Huzzah. So, I am off those shoes until the blisters heal. But, the same day, I did so much walking, my thighs have seized up. They're sore and taught and weak now. And I did something to my knee, too, as a result. I can't walk normal and it keeps giving out. I wore a knee brace today, but it didn't really help. Anyway...

Bad times behind, good times ahead.

Tuesday evening I drove up to Palo Alto and a bunch of us surprised James at work for his birthday. He made his "you're all weird" faces and rolled his eyes, but he totally loved it. We brought him cake and balloons. Both are entirely irresistible. And we all met up at Brian's, and while everyone else watched the debates, James and Tanya and I played Gin. I won.

I had a math exam on Tuesday. I studied really hard and it paid off--I got a 91%!! Yee! I had an Anthropology midterm today, so we'll see how I did next week.

Have some stuff to do this weekend for school. I should get it done soon. I'm taking Brock to the airport tomorrow. He's meeting Laura and my Mom in Arizona.

Time to ice my knee before bed.

I might be crazy

Halfway through my second week of school. Actually, 3/4 way through. Tomorrow being Thursday.

I need to hook up my printer/scanner/BFF to my computer again. I miss being able to print and scan.. mostly print. I want to print my script and start drawing. :o

I saw Gwen today, which was so nice. We got to talk and I gave her her presents. We're hoping to hang out this weekend and celebrate our birthdays.

Laura and Brady were over all day today. Yay! :3 And, Emi (the creater of The Way to Your Heart) emailed me that she's going to start my commission soon! So excited!! Ah, yes. I commissioned her for a drawing. Pretty cool! *wiggle* Thinking about it gets me so excited!

I should go to bed. Tomorrow is a long day of classes and I need to be rested. Sure do.

It's super effective!

What a nice relaxing day today was. Mostly. :3

I woke up at a reasonable time, but lounged a little. I love to lounge. I get to lay in my robe, and PJs and play my DS. It's lovely.

I got up and changed, and scurried out the door to run some ever so mysterious errands (Mom's birthday is tomorrow, hint hint). Took a few hours, cause I had more than one stop. I actually made... four stops. Yeah. I am, though, as a result of said errands, the proud new owner of number 151, thank you very much.

Had a budding headache when I got home, which freaked me out. So I popped one of my headache pills (don't worry, they're aren't addictive, at all) and undid my pony tail. And read some comics for a few hours.

Now it's late, and tomorrow is my last Sunday in the Stanford 1st ward *sob* and then I'm in the Monta Vista ward *yay* so I'll be hopping in the shower in a moment. And... that's about it!

Bye for now!

Hurray hurray

And so ends my first week back in school. I still enjoy it! Which isn't much of an accomplishment, actually. I'd be sad if I didn't enjoy it. And now I feel like I'm rambling.

On to greener subjects! Like... um... I got my Student ID card! Finally! Took two years, but I did it. Ha!

And I have no classes tomorrow, which pleases me to no end. I want to get my homework done, watch The Village (I still haven't T_T), and paint.

Actually. I want to paint right now. Hm! I think I shall. Fo sho.

Dancing with myself

This is weird. It's 9:30 at night, pitch black out, and I can hear birds chirping like the sun is coming up. Crazy birds. X)

So, second day of classes. Phew. Long day! But... good. Anthro was good. Discovered a girl I knew in the class, so I got to sit next to her and feel less alone. Plus the guy next to me was so funny and nice.

And Speech seems good. The teacher is hilarious and raucous. She isn't going to give us a final or a midterm--says the class is about us learning and understanding ourselves. If we're comfortable with ourselves, communication will be easier. I will definitely like it.

Sociology seems like it'll be a battle for my beliefs and personal politics, but it'll be so interesting, and I'll have to think so hard about the world and what affects it.... it'll be really good.

And I got into Trig! Yay! The teacher is really articulate, and interesting. He seems like he'll be awesome. The room is clean and bright too. And rather than a tiny desk, I have a big one that I share with the person next to me. Basically, this class will be the opposite of my last Trig course. Super!

All in all, I like my teachers. They're all bright, good people, who are dedicated to their subjects and determined to help us improve. They're all treating us like college students, not high schoolers, and I respect them. I hope this all keeps up and they don't let me down. But I don't think they will. :D

We watched the season premier of Bones tonight. And though House was also on again, we're all a little tuckered out. And it's still on right now, anyway. We'll watch it tomorrow. I also want to finally watch The Village. While there's day light, of course.

Okay, I should be asleep soon, so.... nighto!

As time goes by

Awesome. I'm finally FINALLY back in school. Golly, it has been so boring without it! Sheesh.

I had Anthro today, which was cool. The teacher is fun, and seems bright and interesting. I MUST stay focused this quarter. I cannot get distracted! >:-[

But seeing as it's my only class on Mondays and Wednesdays, I've a whole day to spend now. Mom and I are going to buy my books, though, which will be nice! :D And then I can study for anthro. And then I will *gulp* watch The Village. While there's day light!!!!!! Or I'll die of fright! T_T

Eek eek!

On the headache front, I have no headaches if I take my medicine on time. If I miss a dose, or I'm late on one, it comes back. Super fun, eh?

Ad Libs

I'm really [adjective] of these [physical ailments]. I'm [1st adjective], too, but I really love [cute male nickname]. I also love [food], but I'm not allowed to enjoy it. Lame!

I didn't do much today, other than [verb] fitfully, take [1st physical ailment] medicine, and babysit [cute male nickname] all day. He was such an [positive creature], hardly [verb], ate all his food, and [verb] galore.

I have suddenly heard a [adjective] sound! That makes me want to [verb] upstairs and [another verb].

Sweet

I may have a big nasty head ache, but when I saw that am number 1 on the wait list to my math class....

In other news, I went to the doctor about my headaches yesterday. She thinks I have migraines. Hm. I thought so too. She gave me some prescription medicine to take. I'm supposed to keep a headache journal, too. And take the meds. And come back in a few weeks. -_- Super.

So I woke up this morning in a whole lot of pain, took the meds, and went back to bed. Whatever. My head feels better, but I think it's from the Dr. Pepper I took. Ho hum.

I painted yesterday, too. Been working on a painting for my sister and her family. She asked me to do it a while ago (year) and now I'm getting it done again. Hurray!

A change in plans

Or I would paint outside, if my easel was within reach. Rather than in the back of garage behind a bunch of heavy objects.

I suppose I could appeal to my parents on the stance that my brother painted in the same bedroom, on the same table while he lived in it. And if he was allowed to, why not I? This painting is small detail work, so it's essentially the same. And, my paints aren't in small buckets, open top and watery. Mine would be on a flat tray or in tubes. NOT watery. Not tip-overable. No sire.

But seeing as today does not appear to be very paint worthy.. And I feel the need to be productive... I may read. Or watch a movie. Sheesh, why do I feel like I'm neglecting something important?

Painting is fun!

I want to paint today. I might dig out my paints and canvases and have a go. I need to finish the Temple. I also want to start a project I've been thinking about. :3

I can paint outside. Nice and clean. Yeah. ^_^

Last monday before school

7 days before school starts. ^_^ I'm actually excited!

Best blog post ever!

Ha... Good times.

I slept in way too late today. I got up at, I think, 1:30? Ugh. Ugh! UGH! Wretched. I need to not sleep in that late. No wonder I had a head ache all day. Sheesh.

I went down to 24 Hour Fitness and looked around. I'm pretty interested in joining, for sure. It's so close, and seems pretty good. And it wouldn't be too expensive. :) I found a 7-day trial membership online, so tomorrow I'll go in and work out a bit. If I like it, I'll go the rest of the week. And if that all is good, then I'll really push Dad for the membership. But, I'm sure it'll be good. The employees seems really nice, and they offer free Yoga classes on Monday evenings for their members. It all seems to be so perfect. I hope it works out.

Ran some errands today, too. Wanted get a little something somewhere, but they didn't have it. Maybe I can ask them to contact me if they get one. Or I can buy one online. That seems more likely to happen.

Awesome, well, I'm tired. I've just showered and washed up for bed, so I think I will actually GO to bed. But first...

Happy birthday, Gwen! :3 Yay! Yay! It's your birthday! Hope it was a good one! <3

Your personality test results came back

As I prepared for sleep tonight (which took a very long time, due to my sheer exhaustion), I realized that I really am not in shape. I'm not fat, or over weight, but I'm not in shape. And that's not good for me. I already knew I wanted to join a gym, but now I know for sure. Monday, I'll go check out 24 hour fitness, which is right around the corner from my house. Maybe it's good.

Today, though, was good. Or rather, yesterday was. Er.... hm. Saturday! Was good.

I baby sat Brady in the morning, and he was oh-so-pleasant and cuddly. He ate two bottles, had two naps, smiled, and coo'd. He was marvelous.

I hopped in the shower around 1PM, to get ready to go out. And at 3:30, I was out the door and on my way to Brian's. He, Justin, and I picked up Sachi,and the four of us scurried up to San Francisco to attend the Professional Volley Ball tourney. That was really cool, actually. I was a little lost at first, simply because Volleyball was always a little vague to me, but I got really into it and soon we were all cheering like crazy! It was super fun, and SUPER cold. We were all very numb. Br!

And then, it was back to Palo Alto. We were SO tired, but it was only 9 by the time we got back, so we joined Whit's good bye party, and had a blast! It turned into a dance party, and there was a whole lot of crazy dancing and pictures taken. I was so insanely out of it, I would have thought I was drunk, were I not mormon and completely sober. D'oh! X)

The worst part of the entire night, was the drive home. I was partially bummed about Whit leaving, distracted by my thoughts, tired, and my knees hurt crazy bad. And to make it all better? 280 S was bumper-to-bumper traffic. At 11:30 at night. Not cool! I could see the red snake curving out of sight! And there were three, open, yet full, lanes. One lane--just one--was blocked off. Gr! I had to get off at El Monte, and drive El Camino to 85, just to get home. I didn't even get home until 12:15... Gr.

But, even though that was an entirely too frustrating situation, I'm still very happy and tired. My day was marvelous and I had such a good time in the city.

I'm going to pass out in my bed, before I pass out in my chair.

Hate headaches

Blar. I have another migraine today. -_- Probably from the cake and soda I had at the party yesterday. Lame.

Dan and I went to lunch at this Fish 'n Chips places called "Race Street" on (you guessed it) Race Street. Trés good! I'm nice and full.

Tomorrow there's a BBQ I want to go to, so I'll see if I can swing it.

For now, I'll lay down.

Volleyball?

I'm looking for suggestions on how to be oneself.

This was a good day. Tidied my room a bit more! Relaxed. Enjoyed a birthday party. Yeah. Life's good. Good.

Tomorrow I have lunch with Dan before he goes back to school (which I ma way too cool for--until the 24th).

Tra la la!

Stories

My mind is a flutter of images and words. That's how I get when I think about my story. My big, beautiful story.... <3

I need to get it done. I need to really start it. I have the first chapter outlined, but that's not really much in comparison... Mostly, I do character designs and backgrounds. I want to type up planetary histories/backgrounds and such. It's one thing to draw someone out, it's another to know them entirely.

Like Litote. She's so beautiful and has such an amazing story.

I must work more on the story. Must do it...

today...

Things to do before I start school (updated)

I start school on September 24. That's very exciting. I'm taking 17 quarter hours worth of courses, so I'm going to die. Ah well... It'll be worth it.

But I have things I'd like to get done before I start school. Big things. Important things. Let's go!

[x] Make a pie
[x] Giveaway a pie (I took it out in public)
[x] Make my room comfortable
[ ] Catalog rock collection (photos, labels)
[ ] Start drawing the "big project"
[ ] Finish the books stacked on my nightstand
[ ] Have a consistent sleeping schedule
[ ] Sell all old school books
[ ] Obtain a large beanbag (buy or make)
[x] Buy at least one new skirt/dress
[x] Buy at least one new shirt
[ ] Buy white converses (if funds are willing), and perfect them

Lots to do. I should like to get most of them done-- realistically, I won't get them all finished. But some are more important to me than others and shall be driven towards first.

You're not allergic.

Current status: 129/150 and 85/150

Tomorrow being Monday, I have many decisions to decide. I believe I should like to go to FHE tomorrow, as well as clean the upstairs with my Mum. If I manage to get myself to FHE, I hope I remember to take care of something important.

I would like to get some drawing done, based off that script Gwen and I perfected, this week. I should very much like to hang out with said Gwen.

Also hoping I ride my bike a bit. That'd be healthy.

Wards

I will miss my ward. I have decided that. Today I saw them all scattered about, chatting it up, and I suddenly missed them. I won't see them every week once this month ends. I'll hardly see them at all. See them if they invite me to parties and et cetera.

But, I will be with my old ward again. Monta Vista ward is a good ward and full of people I love.

There's just a few specific things I will miss about Stanford 1st... But anyway. It isn't fair to remain in my ward when I live 25 minutes away. I'm hard to access so my home teachers and visiting teachers can't easily reach me. And if any guys decided to ask me out, they'd have to drive all the way down to Los Gatos. That's not very fair! And it's just not fair to my friends.

ナエちゃん and whatever it means

I don't speak Japanese. I don't read it either. This is never really much of a problem. Occasionally, food or a toy will find its way to me and it is inscribed with naught but Japanese characters. I will usually ask Dan to translate at some point. It never really bothers me. I know トトロ is totoro. That's about it.

But I was playing a video game--enjoying myself marvelously--and traded via the interwebbernets with someone (be them in Japan or a big fat fan of Japan) who named their critter ナエちゃん. When the excitement wore off, I found myself slightly put out. I have been placed in a situation where I cannot call this creature by name because his name happens to be ナエちゃん which means NOTHING to me except "you can't read me!"

Well, more interwebbing has brought to the conclusion this... ナエちゃん must be the japanese title of said creature. But, I am suspicious... I think ちゃん is -chan. Maybe... I poured over the katakana and hiragana for a while. Half the name is katakana, the other half is hiragana. That's weird to me... not weird in general. Just weird, to me.

UPDATE: Also! This person I traded with? They are パ-ル

That's interesting

Hmmm! My days are progressing! Weird.

This morning I woke up around 9, and Mom and I made a pie. A raspberry pie! Yes, I made one. :) We found two excellent recipes off allrecipes.com and it turned out perfectly! I took it to my birthday party. Sam threw it for me, a pie party where we watched Howl's Moving Castle. Everyone liked my pie. The crust turned out SO flawlessly, my dad thought it was store bought. X)

Tomorrow is my stake conference. I didn't go to tonight's session, though. I feel bad. I'll go tomorrow, though. If I don't, though, I'll go to the Monta Vista ward or my parents ward. Mmm... I have no idea what I'll do, actually.

People on TV are hollering at each other and being stupid. I want to play some video games. I'd also like to take some pictures of my rocks too.

Rilo Kiley is the awesome

Tonight was my birthday surprise with Karren. Every year, she takes me somewhere and it's always a blast. The last 3 years we've done amazing musicals. This year? A Rilo Kiley concert. I am so happy, I can hardly breathe. She handed me the tickets and I screamed and jumped up and down! OH! So awesome! And we had a super yummy dinner and desserts!

And we got the best parking because of my handicap placard! A block away! And the only stood in line for 10 minutes or so, and then got killer KILLER seats! We were on the ground level, in the front section. But on the second tier, in the front, so we got to lean on the rails and had no one blocking our view!!! And the opening band was awesome (Grand Ol Party) and then Rilo Kiley came out!

Jenny wore this awesome gold mini dress, and gold shoes! And Blake wore some awesome shirt and slacks and a vest--looked slick! And they were SO good! Playing old classic songs (Arms Outstretched, Spectacular View) and new ones (Portions for Foxes, Silver Lining). OH, when Silver Lining came on, they threw these GIANT silver balls out into the crowd and we smacked them around! And at the climax of the song, one of them popped and gold confetti flew EVERYWHERE! And the rest popped! Later, Jenny pulled two fans onto the stage to dance!

I'm so tired!

My voice is shot, and my ears a bit ringy.

I'm so happy!

Angry babies

It's like... awesome.

Growth

Today I finally realized I'm not mature enough for many things. I mean, honestly. I often feel like I'm very mature because I get to do things which, to me, have always seemed so very "grown up." Like driving. I drive. Hurray. But I also like video games and comics. Which isn't bad, per say, merely... childish. Repeat, it isn't bad and doesn't make me any less of anything. It's just not something I can utilize in my social interactions with my adult friends.

I have a lot of growing up to do. Someday, I'm sure, I'll move past many things that I enjoy now. Onto other things, which I will enjoy as well. I can't pin point a time in which I will, but I will all the same. I moved on from carebears, and the like. Now those are memories. Fond ones. And someday, this will be too. I have no problem with that. I will enjoy them while I do.

I will also, though, build up the more mature aspects of my life. Reading, thinking, et cetera. I will develop more self-discipline and an even stronger desire to serve. I know I am mature in some ways. When I don't feel like I have my mom taking care of me, I take care of things myself. I don't mind, either. I clean up messes, do the dishes, and even go to bed at a decent hour. It's just that I know it won't get done unless I do it. And I want things done.

Someday, I will mature more fully. And I will aim towards it. But if I force myself to get rid of things I enjoy for the sake of maturity, I will regret it and be a little bitter towards myself. I will also have a lingering sentiment towards those things, which will never quite vanish. And then, I'll always be a little immature.

I'm colllllld

Really really cold. Brr!

So, I was feeling headachey all day. It was the uncool. I lay down all day, and even took medicines. Still headachey. Blah. So I took a hot bath, which was really nice. :) I felt a lot better afterwards. Even more nice!

But I went downstairs and hopped on my puter. I read some stuff, and looked some stuff up, and then promptly felt angry at what I found. Non-specifics, but I was infuriated. It was a bad time. A dark time. Gr.

I wanted to cheer up, so I opened up word and began writing the script for my big project. I wrote, and wrote, and I have 13 pages of script! Which equals out to being 67 pages of actual product. X) I feel great! That's the first chapter!!

So, now I'm tired, and infinitely more cheerful. So I shall sleep.

A futigive in the car?

I feel sluggish this morning. I fell asleep around 12:30 or 1, woke up at 3:45 for some reason. Woke up again at 5:30. Then again at 7:45. And again at 9:15. I finally gave up, and got up. But I'm still tired and sluggish. Urg.

I'm going to go take pictures of my rocks some more. I took some last night. Should be able to finish up today. :D

I also want to paint my nails! I should do that really soon, though, since I'm picking up James from the airport at 12.

The swiss SHOULD make tanks like that

Threadless is the awesome! Because today was sale day, I got some shirts! $10 a tee! So worth it. I got 3 new shirts. I am very, very happy. :)

I got one with stars on, one with a sandcastle, and another with a tank.

Yeah. Life is good when you have cool shirts.

I salute you, sir

Tomorrow I'm picking up my friend from the airport. Sometime around noon. He'll call when he lands.

I took some naps. They were nice and relaxing. I feel less headachey. Although... I did take two excedrin and a flexirol when I woke up. Nice a relaxing. I ended up laying on my bed, playing video games. Though, now the meds have worn off. So I'm in some pain, but I can't take the excedrin or it'll keep me awake all night. So I might just go to bed, while I still can.

I debate whether I shower tonight, or tomorrow. Hm.

Headaches cause explosions

I'm about to faint. I wish I were kidding. I don't really know why I'm writing this. I can hardly think straight. That may be the reason, actually.

My headache is back, with a fury. A blinding, excruciating fury. It's like my head is on fire, under pressure, and being hammered on by a miner. When I move my head and neck, it hurts. I am not happy, to say the least..

Dad and I went to Gilroy this morning. I got two new skirts. :) Yay.

He's going to be tired and not feeling well when he gets back from the picnic. I left the picnic early, but he's still there. Poor Dad..

Pillows

Ugh. I think there's something wrong with my pillow (pilluh!) because for the past two mornings I've woken up sore, and with a kink in my neck. On the right side. I think I've been sleeping on my right shoulder again. I usually can't, but when I slept on the couch, I could! Super! But once I moved back to a bed, I think that ability stopped. Now I'm suffering for it. Blah...

Dad and I are going to Gilroy, for shopping. It's a sale day, after all, and I have gift certificates!! :D I hope I find a skirt!

I'm still a little sleepy. But, when we get home, I might go visit the labor day picnic.. Maybe.

A severe lack of energy

Hungry... hng...

I'm a bit sad. My bishop told me he's transferring my records out of the ward and to another one. All because I don't live in the ward boundaries anymore. 9.9 Sheesh. So this is my last month in the ward.

My friend, Sam, agrees that I need to celebrate my birthday before I leave the ward. I want a pie party. Pie and Amelie. Amelie makes a pie in the movie, so that works. Plus, it's my birthday party-- if I say something has pie related to it in some form I should be agreed with. Thoroughly and without fail. So I think this Saturday afternoon it shall come to be. Pie, Amelie, and my birthday. Huzzah! Pie!

Also. My mom is out of town, leaving me and my dad to fend for ourselves. So far, we have not eaten or slept, and I suspect a bear may be trying to get into the house.

The remainder of my Sunday shall be spent as thus: lying in my bed. Possibly reading, possibly playing video games, possibly taking pictures of rocks. I shall also, more than likely, eat. Sleep seems to drift in and out of my radar, so I may come to a head with that. All in all, I think I shall be useless.

Buckle it all down

Last night, I was so completely awake. I fully intended to go to bed, but couldn't sleep. So I unpacked some of my things. My room is now fully equipped with a large rock collection, books, artbooks, sketchbooks, blankets, and other decorative things. Feels nice and roomy.

I need more cases for my rocks, though. Hm. I have a little bit of money... something like, 20 dollars. Give or take a few. I could buy the remainder of the boxes I need. It's just so scary to have them sitting out, unprotected. O_O What if they fall? This is very stressful.

And in the course of unpacking my rocks, I thought I had lost some! Which made me realize I need to catalog my rocks. I can take pictures and upload them to my computer. I will do that.

But first, the downstairs needs so crazy cleaning action!

Headaches

I've been suffering from some pretty severe migraines for the past, oh... week. It's been something akin to purgatory. But I didn't know they were migraines! I thought they were just some inexplicable headaches. That taking pain meds would cure me of it. That eating meals with lots of protein and vitamins would help too!

Lies.

My Dad was swift to identify them. And quick to inform me of what measures to take. I am to not eat:
Caffeine (not hard)
Cheese (Not too bad, either)
Chocolate (Um...)
Sugar (?!?!?)
This all makes me very sad! But I must bear it... I have sworn off milk until the headaches cease, because I feel it too closely related to cheese. And experience has shown that after I drink milk, my headache lasts and lasts-- depite taking the headache medicine.

I am suspicious of the headache medicine! It's excedrine. Does that not have caffeine? I thought it did... seems rather silly.

Pie

I want to make a pie. I don't make pie, though. I never have, actually. I don't know how. I want to learn. I want to find a recipe, and buy some fruit things (blackberries?) and make a delicious pie. Or maybe a raspberry pie. Or a chocolate pie. Either way, a pie! I want to make one! And then, give it to someone. I should make a tester first, though. Pie can turn out wrong, I hear. -._-.

I want them to have cute little patterny things on top. The weave pattern, or something. That'd be the awesome! :D

Huh what?

I've recently felt old fears creeping back into my mind. Social fears. Fear that springs up when I look into someone's face. I fear they wish I would go away. If I call, I'm afraid they don't want to talk to me. Same with IM. And emailing. And plain old talking. Afraid they wish me away and I can't take a hint. Heh. This is the fear that makes me act confident and loud-- if I act like everyone wants me, everyone will. Right?

I think my pain meds are getting to me. I feel shaky-- been feeling so all night. My chest feels shaky and my limbs feel quivery and heavy (like lead). I often need to rest them limply at my sides. And take deep breaths. Maybe I should eat something; I might be hungry.

More turns

Okay, so things have gotten better on the school front. I reapplied for that math course today and I was allowed to be wait listed, so I feel lucky! I was lucky that I got the classes I wanted at the times I wanted, even.

I've also been working on the year long schedule some more. Need to factor in Pre-calc classes. Some Chemistry or Physics too. Maybe I could retake my Geology course. I would enjoy that. I still have my book and notes. :) I'll definitely reconsider it!

I'll later post up my entire plan. When it's complete.

I'm waiting for a call back from a girl I know who worked as a receptionist for this Dentist I want to work under. She's going to give me advice. I hope this works for me... It would be perfect.

Life turns

Haaa... I'm tired. In a good way. I suppose?

*shrug*

Today I realized that I didn't know when I was supposed to register for my Fall courses. So, an hour and a half before a party, I popped on-line to check. And my heart plummeted. My registration date was July 25th!!!! I am almost a month late! Oh noes!!

So I ran around the house looking for my important papers file box. And then I tore that apart looking for the list of courses I still need for my GE. Found them, but I had to redo it. I only need 4 more! :D Whoa! I could, technically, get them all in this quarter. You know... if I wanted to die...

I quickly sorted through the courses online. Found the best teachers, the best days, the best times, organized for this quarter, signed up, and hurried to dinner.

Dinner was great. Cheesecake Factory is so very good. :) It was nice to be with my friends, to feel so wanted and pleasant. It was so nice. <3 I love my friends.

Got home around 10:15 and relaxed. I'm in the process of mapping out the remainder of my De Anza career. I can't finish tonight because the student login is down for the evening. I have to wait until tomorrow. I did my best for the evening. Fall is, obviously, mapped. I believe I know two courses which I will take in Winter, and know one for Spring. I need to figure out how to get my science classes in, too.

This quarter I'm taking Philosophy, Speech, and Astronomy. I was going to re-take that last math class (Trig) due to the horrendous grade I got, but for some reason the system would not allow me to take it again. I am going to assume it's because I'm trying to take it right away-- it just occurred to me that I might have signed up for it during Summer term. But I dropped all my Summer courses before it even started because I needed a break! So, I may have used up my chances to retake it! NO! I can't have screwed myself over already?!

I need to talk to a school counselor to figure out how to get around that. Maybe they'll allow me to take it again once they understand I needed Summer off.

=_= I feel stupid, oh so stupid. It's insipid how stupid I FEEL! I'm so stupid, I can hardly believe I'm real.

I'm going to map out my life some more...

In which I learn to longboard

Yes, I have learned the ways of a skater. I can longboard now. I can pump, get on, steer, and even wipe out. I have wiped out. I did a big one and got a fat bruise on my thigh. James had to carry me to the elevator. But I'm okay now, just a bruise-- it felt like it would have hurt more to walk on than it did. But I am ADDICTED to the longboard. I want one now.

Apologies

It's not that I don't write in my journal. Or blog. I do. Just, I do it at MySpace. I'll try to be better here. It's a little different though. I mean, MySpace is not only my blog place but also... hm. Something else, I'm sure. I keep going back. Probably for the bulletins.

But I'll be better!

See what I made today?


Pretty sweet.

Huh, all that stuff helped.

Scary stuff.

While out in Stevens Creek Canyon yesterday, helping my friend with a movie she had to film, one of the other actors started complaining about his arm feeling numb. And then he started shaking. No one else knew what to do, but I remembered some stuff out of my first-aid training in Young Women's. So we got him onto the trail and had him lay down and propped his legs up. He started to get really out of it, so I asked him questions for about 15 minutes. I made him drink water and splashed some on his arms and face. I'd sent a girl to run down the trail until she had a signal on her phone and then to call 9-1-1, and I guess she found a hiker on the way too because he came running up and helped me. The paramedics came, at last, and they helped him. By the time they arrived, he was pretty awake. But he couldn't really talk much.

But, he's okay now. It's all good. It was just really stressfull.

I'm an auntie...

I'm officially an Auntie. The baby has been born. He is flesh blood and air now. No more inside my sister. Entirely his own self. I have never felt so much love for one being before. Especially considering I haven't even seen him yet. Heh.

Bradley David Lyle.

I love him so much. I can hardly wait to be with him as he grows up.

Laura says he has her hair. Lots and lots of it. Heh. Cute. She also says he has Brock's mouth and chin. Heh heh. Good. Brock has a good chin and an EXCELLENT smile. Laura has gorgeous hair too. He has his grandpa's names, too. Bradley Lyle and David Thomas. What a lucky kid.

What a lucky woman I am.

Followed by a sheer coat of "awesome"

I like to think I'm awesome, from time to time. It makes me feel good about myself. Prevents the saddies from forming, yeah?

On occasion I get another person out there who supports my personal awesome. But I usually know those people. Which is totally cool. I love knowing people.

But it's such a trip when someone you don't know, but enjoy reading about about, builds on your "awesome theory." Such was the case just moments ago, as I poked my head into the blog which is by a dog named Tatanka-- a daily must read for me being that is is written by an adorable dog. I occasionally throw out a comment or two, but never expected them to be read, let alone the foundation of an actual entry!

See?

Is that not amazing? I felt amazing. Awesome and amazing.

When emoticons just don't cover it

How I usually feel...



How I feel today.



*snarl* I'm going to eat your face!

Gr... It has absolutely nothing to do with anything or anybody, my bad mood. It's just here. Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrr. It'll fade in about 30 minutes or so. Yeah. Whoo... But right now I'm so in face eating mode.

There are actually a good number of good things going on around me. One, yesterday I got a letter from Brighton, my old place of work, sending me a thank you for helping them make the year the best year ever in Brighton history. What'd they do? They sent me a 50 dollar gift certificate! How nice! And I HAVE to use it before December 31st. It'd be cool to buy myself something guilt free of the loss of money.

In other news, I woke up way too early for someone who stayed up way too late doing homework. I have to leave at 12:30 and for some odd reason I got up at 9:30. Why? Cause I'm a crazy.

I have also decided that I simply adore heating blankets.

See? My bad mood is already dissipating. No-- wait.. Yeah, still grumping.

Blah biddy blah

Ho hum. I'm tuckered out.

I'm all signed up for my classes for next quarter.

Mondays:
9:30-10:20 Major British Writers
11:30-12:20 Geology Lecture
12:30-1:20 Classical Piano
3:30-6:10 Ceramics

Tuesdays:
9:30-10:20 Major British Writers
11:30-12:20 Geology Lecture

Wednesdays:
9:30-10:20 Major British Writers
11:30-12:20 Geology Lecture
12:30-1:20 Classical Piano
3:30-6:10 Ceramics

Thursdays:
9:30-10:20 Major British Writers
11:30-12:20 Geology Lecture
1:30-4:10 Geology Lab

Fridays:
12:30-1:20 Classical Piano

There. It'll be a good quarter. Busy busy. Piano, ceramics, geology (yay!), and literature. Oh boys!

I'm going to bed. Or something. Yeah. Probably not, actually. *shrug*

I am feeling the "blah." Not much is inspiring me to action. Mom and dad are still gone. I don't have anything due. Finals are next week. My knee is no fun. I dunno. Nothing inspires me to do things. I SHOULD be painting. But I don't want to. Blah. Blah!

Blah.

Tidily summed up

Punkins

I carved pumkins this evening. It was really fun. I carved a very big one, and a very little one. One carving is pretty and the other is a cutie patootie. I love them both lots. They are my friends.

Cute bubby face

This is a Claddagh. Look it up.

All lit up!

Lovely!

Aren't they just the best? They sit on my porch looking cute.

The key to this experience, for me, was my disregard for my hands cleanliness. Not only did I make pretty good pumpkins, I had a dang good time about it! No grumpy me! I was all smiles!

Le gasp!

I suppose it should be said that I have finally taken the SAT, I am relieved it is said and done, and I am glad to say I shall no longer be in need of the daily emails nor the study guide. Unless I should do horribly on it. Heaven forbid.

Honestly, that may very well be all I have to say. Other than that, life has been pretty regual and steady. Go to school most days, study each night. Do homework. Be social on the weekends. Attemtp to convince my parents to allow me to drive to visit my friends in Stockton for a weekend. The usual.

On the other hand, never have I in the 19 years of my life, have I been asked out so regularly as I was the past week. 3 in one week. Shocking! And I only said yes to one. And, truly, this gives my father rights to complimenting me. For a while.

Now, on to the studying!

A suddenly, I are tired

Because of all the things I have to do in my life, I have to change some things in my life.

I'm already getting better sleeping patterns down. So far, I get up at 7 everyday (Saturday and Sunday this weekend, not so much). Which means I attempt to get to bed earlier. Slowly getting better. *sweet*

But, I need to reduce my time spent watching TV. I often feel "tired" and decide to, rather than reading or even napping, to watch TV. I should be reading to rest. Not just watching TV just for the fun of it. I plan on watching it with my family when the shows are on, and/or on the weekend. Some shows I want to watch but not alone or it's depressing (Battlestar, mostly).

Yeah. For me, just less Tv and more working on things.

Macaroni

My tooth is hurting so badly. It's incredible, actually. I can't eat hot or cold things. not even abelry cold, or warm. It all has to be luek warm. Super fun, eh? But even when there isn't any food, it's a constant dull pain. I need to get my other tooth crowned so I can get THIS root canal done. T__T It hurts mas mucho.

My Mythology class got a new class room asignment. ADMIN 102. I have no idea where that is. On the map, the only thing I could find is currently under construction and, somehow, I highly doubt they'll put us there. I'm going to have heaps of fun finding it. Eh?

I added my skills class today too. Very exciting.

And Laura came over and we talked and watched a movie. And ate. We like to eat.

I'm starving. Macaroni sounds delicious of now.

I promised my I'd never be in an occupation I didn't love

Okay, so today I was listening to the radio (a rare occurence, but my Dad likes it) and Sean Hannity was chewing out some loser for whining about how he can't afford a house because he is doing the job of his choice. He didn't want to get a second job because he thought he wouldn't have any time to be with his family. Sean ripped him a new one on how unamerican that was. It's a long story.

But it made me think on how I'm sitting around complaining on how my classes are requiring so much work. *Whine* And how stupid I sound because I didn't really know how much time this would take. So I did the math!

7 days in the week, each day with 24 hours; that's 168 hours in a week. If I sleep 8 hours a day, that gives me 112 hours of consciousness in the week. I spend 14 hours a week physically in a classroom, and 4 hours doing church related business. Thence, I have 94 hours to fill.

Now, each class requires some odd hours of work per hour of class. With that math scheme, I have approximately 28 hours of studying/homework to do each week. That reduces my 94 to 66. I need to study for the SAT, which should total out to 12 hours a week (roughly 2 hours a day). And so, all that laid out...

I have 55 hours of free, conscious time a week. I have no idea why I am complaining. No idea at all. ^__^ 55 hours to read, write, draw, nap, play games, watch TV, and be social!!!

I've also roughed out timely sketches of each day for me.

Mondays/Wednesdays: In school for 2 hours, study for 4.5 hours, SAT for 2 hours, leaving me 7.5 hours of fun.

Tuesdays/Thursdays: In school for 6 hours, study for 4.5 hours, SAT for 2 hours, leaving me 3.5 hours of fun. On tuesday I have institute though.

Fridays/Saturdays: I study for 4.5 hours, SAT for 2 hours, leaving me 9.5 hours of fun.

Sundays: I'm at church for 4 hours (get there early, leave a bit late), I can study for 4.5 hours, SAT for 2, leaving me 7.5 hours.

It's probably a bit off, but it gives me comfort to know I have so much free time still. ^_^ I just need to manage my time accordingly. Sleeping earlier, waking earlier.

Tonight, I am going to Kay's to watch the Relief Society Broadcast with the female portion of the ward. Of course, that's after we eat lemon chicken and various other deliciously, home made chinese dishes.

We descend

Last night was wretched. I tried to walk around upstairs and the pain in my stomach escalated to such an extreme point, I collapsed onto the ground. I pulled my self into as tight of a fetal position as I could and lay there for a while. My mom came up and heled me get to my bed. I rested for a long long time before I could change. Then I had to rest some more. Haley called and we talked. I miss her. Then I was sick again. I finally got to bed.

This morning, I felt a lot better, but I didn't want to risk upsetting my stomach again. So I had a small cup of jello for breakfast and 3 fl. ounces of ginger ale. I went to Tai Chi, but only to make sure she didn't drop me. Then I came back to the institute and saw Jon! So, for old times sake, and because I was feeling up to it, we played a quick game of pool. I didn't feel sick, so good for me. But I came home anyway.

I'm sipping my ginger ale. I will probably go watch some TV. Then I'll cut some fabric out so I can sew tonight. Oh! And call Jolene.

Super fun, super fun

Okay, the nausea has not subsidded in the least. It has only gotten worse, if anything. I can hardly move for fear that I will throw up. I haven't eaten much. Some crackers. A hamburger. Some little doughnettes. A few other things. But almost seconds after I ate a thing, I felt ill. I drank a bottle of pepsi, but it ran out quickly; and when I wasn't physically sipping it, I felt ill. I can't stand up. Or move as I sit.

I get motion sickness if I move an inch.

And, oh joy, tomorrow is Tai Chi.

I'm going to beg for a drink and go lay down. Maybe my sister will come sit with me.

Oh. And last night I was asked a question. It made me think. Now I'm questioning myself...

I'm too sick to feel enthusiastic

I think I'm going to throw up. Honestly, for the past few days I'm either on the verge of throwing up, or I feel completely starving. Right now, I am afraid to open my mouth.

I woke up later than I planned. I didn't have time to work out, or shower, or anything. Gr. T__T

School soon. Three classes today. Oooh... very exciting. Contemporary nutrition first. Mythology and Folklore. Spanish. *wave a little flag*

Oh man... I don't know if I should eat. I don't think the food will stay down.

And so...?

Been resting my neck up. As in, sleeping in. Reading. Watching things. I haven't been driving at all. And, my pain has been reduced to nothing. I don't hurt in the same way anymore. Now, if I sleep wrong, my neck hurts for a little while and I rub it and it goes away. If I sit in a particular angle too. But things have simmered down for me.

Anyway! I have still been studying for the SAT. But I read a very depressing book I don't ever plan on reading again. Nope. Haley came over last night too. She's home for two days because Trevor's back in from his mission. She's leaving on Sunday. I'm glad we got to hang out a bit. She gave me a pirate book and a CD. I gave her her gift from Brighton and the giant fuzzy mom got her. Yay!

Today will be good. I'm updating my iPod, then I'll shower. Clean my room. Write my talk. Study. Paint. All that good stuff.

Including suggestions

Sometimes I laugh at myself because of the things I do.

Today, for example, I was studying in the living room. I gathered up my things to move my session upstairs, when my cell phone slipped from my stack of books and tumbled 2 feet onto the carpet. It bounced under a short, yet wide, white table in our living room. I glanced down to see if it was within reach. I could not see it. And yet, I did not set down my books and get on my knees to look under the table. I did not try to slide the table away from me. No no, I grabbed it with my free hand and lifted it up until I could see my phone. Then I set it down, picked up my phone, and walked out of the room. Then I laughed. I did what seemed to require the least amount of work.

Well, I thought it was funny.

Anyway. I finished watching a TV show off of You Tube. Or, I thought it was over. No no. It hasn't all been uploaded. Which pleases me, and displeases me. I'm too caught up in the story to walk away. I'm impatient for the next episode (I think it comes out weekly). Grump.

And in other news, when I am not studying or watching TV off the internet (which really doesn't make much sense) I shall be writing. Or playing games. I will strive to write and read. That will also help me prepare for the SAT. Gaming, shall not. Though it is fun.

Now... SAT! Study! Rawr!

Pai Mai... here I come.

Determined to make things change. If I want to go places, I have to work. Study for the SAT. Focus on classes. Rar.

This week I'm going to lay low again. I don't hurt as badly as I did last week, but I am going to play it safe for when I start school again. In a week. *eep* Nerve racking, now that it's so near..

And Gordo and I are watching Kill Bill Vol. 2 (on TV)

Pain never was fair

It's not fair! I was feeling better. I haven't felt much pain at all-- almost none, the whole day. But I drove to Vince's party and it hurt a little. And as the party progressed, it hurt more. And more. Until I finally gave up and drove home. The time was not even 10. I am vastly unhappy. And I'm in pain.

My day was slow and dull. I was looking forward to the party.

Why... they are potatoes! With faces!

I went on a date! A real one. He called me, asked me, his brother drove the 4 of us, he opened all my doors for me, he paid, bought me a chocolate sunday, and walked me to my door. We all had a marvelous time, laughing and eating and they all bowled like crazies. I didn't. My neck is still evil. Not as evil. But evil all the same. It's just waiting for me to over-exert.

I went to the library today and got 4 books. I finished them. They were good. *snicker* And comic books!

Tomorrow I am going to a party!

I sat 3 days in the same ol' chair

What can I say? I write in spurts. I've spent the last few days of forever nursing my injured neck.

A few weeks ago, for FHE, we all went to the Boardwalk. As we stood in line for the last ride (Giant Dipper), I decided it would be a good idea to lean against the wall of the corridor and to put my feet up against the other wall. In essance, brace myself between the two walls and hold myself above the ground. But, I am not as long as that, and promptly fell. And hit the back part of my head on the hand rail. It's more like a decorative board, firmly attached and painted to match the wall. And it caused me pain. And, being my prideful little self, I laughed when it happened and spent the whole night pretending not to hurt, while silently developing the most massive head ache imaginable.

For the next few days, I had intense pain on the right side of my head and behind my right eye. That faded away shortly though and left me alone for a day or so. Possibly more. For some reason, I am inclined to say I felt nothing but head aches for a week. And then I got all the horrible neck pain. The neck pain got worse and worse. It went into my head as well, so I did not find enjoyment in bending forward. And then it fingered down into my back. And so, before 3 days had passed (from the beginning of said neck pain) I was unable to move my upper torso without wanting to cry. Which I did from time to time from frustration and annoyance and pain. Frusnoyain (frush-noy-ane).

We did finally go to the doctor, on Monday, who told me to take the next 2 weeks off and if the pain did not subside after 3 weeks, to come back. So I had to find people to take my shifts for my last week of work. Alas, I had to go into work that day and (you guessed it!) work. And by the end of monday, I only had someone to cover for me on wednesday, and I had asked everyone! So I called Carrie, who was not in on Monday, and left her a message about my problem and begged her for help. But she didn't call me back until the next morning, Tuesday. We decided I could get thursday off, and she managed to convince a girl to stay until 6 for that day. But I still had to come in at 6 and help Anna close. I did that ungrudgingly and we had a smashing time talking and cleaning the store. I bought myself my favorite pieces of jewelry (1, 2 and 3), and thus ended my career at Brighton. Probably.

And so, I have spent the past three days lying in my Father's big leather recliner chair, watching TV and movies, because only in his chair did I find a place to rest my head that actually did not hurt. I couldn't sleep in my bed, for it only hurt my neck even moreso. So I had to sleep in the chair. Essentially, I spent 3 days in the same ol' chair. And I was lonely and depressed. Serious depression went on there. I hated it.

But tonight, I get to sleep in my very own bed because my neck pain has gone down drastically from nursing it so fervently. And taking my pain meds when required. Go me! I watched Emma, and Pride & Prejudice. It only gives me more incentive to study!

Tomorrow, I shall study heavily for the SAT, write, and sleep. A good friday it shall be.

Hills, castles, and misty dreams

I love Great Britain. I have for 5 years. Sometimes, I think people forget that. But I don't.

When I was 12 years old, my father decided to take our family to Great Britain. He flew us to London and we stayed in the huge city for a few days. We traveled around the remainder England for the first week, staying at bed and breakfasts, experiencing the huge, beautiful, touristy amusements the country had to offer; and we basked in the sublte warmth and comfort of the countryside and the people.

Then, we went to Wales. We stayed in Llanelli that sunday and went to the small ward there. Roughly 75 people attended that ward, and being new the young women's program, I went to the young women's meeting. There were only 4 girls there, not including myself. And I met a girl. She was the only Laurel there. She was so kind to me, talking to me and taking care of me. Making me feel so welcome. Even though I knew her for 2 hours, I hold her in the highest esteem. In the afterlife, I will see her again and hug her in graditude. Never have I visited a ward and felt so loved.

The next few days were spent driving around Wales. We went to countless castles (for Wales has the most castles per square foot than any other country) and I saw herds of sheep running around, wrapped in heavy coats of wool. They always watched us as we trekked up the hills to the castles, some would even follow us for a few steps. I took it into my head that I should like to chase these sheep and try to talk to them. In their native tongue, sheepish. There is a photo of me, running behind the herd as they flee (like sheep do). I am reminiscent of a sheep dog in that posture. I did give up on the running bit and tried my hand at "sheepish." And that got their fleecey attention. They were riveted in so much as to approach me. My bleating seemed to be pretty good! But I digress.

The castles there are all set into the emerald green hills. Almost always do they rest upon the top of a hill, the base of which has a forest growing and extending. Most of the castles had lost their floors, various walls, and were over grown with vines and grasses. Broken pieces of stone lay scattered in a beautifully tragic way. But the last one, was remarkably intact compared to the previous ones I had seen. It still had most of its walls, floors, and ceilings. True, one half of the place was nothing but an archway, a few crumbled corners, and a pair of huge sheep nestled against a boulder. But the other half... It was a lovely.

Two stairways on different sides of the structure, both leading to an upper room, which was most likely a study. The room possessed a large old carpet, a lovely wood table and windows with a breath taking view of the small town across the hills. One window had a view of the road. And if, when poking your head out into the cool air, you looked straight down, you could see a small Ewe, tucked into a discreet corner. I put my linguistics to good use once again and carried on a conversation. Yes, that lonely sheep respond to me. And when my family and I had to leave, walking down the dirt road to our hulking van, I saw that sheep emerge from her hidy-hole. She stood on the stone wall, which protected the corridor from the sheer drop off the cliff. She stood and watched me walk. And then, as if to call me back, she sent out a long bleat. And I, in turn, echoed her. This we did until she was nothing but a small white shine against the dark gray stone.

On our last day in Wales, we decided to visit a Fairy Glen. A Fairy Glen is not some advertised tourist trap. I cannot think of anything I saw in the whole country that was. A Fairy Glen appears to be nothing more than a wooden gate in a wooden fence. The fence, being only 3 feet in height and consisting of two rectangular beams per section, each section about 6 feet in length. Needless to say, a glimpse of the glen is not difficult to catch. So, you drop the required amount of money into a locked box and, on your honor, you go through the small rickety gate.

And, just the same as the view outside the gate implies, you are in a small field that has a small worn path winding through it. The grass is a lovely light shade of green, and it smells heavenly, for you can see small flowers poking up between grass blades. And you follow the path until it leads you into the woods. Yes, the view of the field was only a small portion of this glen wherein dwell fairies.

The wood is dark and rich in greens, browns and yellows. In fact, some green leaves are so dark in color, they appear blue. And the ground is dappled with sunlight, so the forest has the illusion of being a forest of glowing gems and precious things.
You follow the path, passing perfectly grown mushrooms, tiny ivy leaves, clover patches, and (as you go deeper) small petaled flowers. Pinks, yellows, blues, and whites, these flowers are tiny and innocent. They grow everywhere.
The trees are not thick and tall. They are slender, but strong. Some have almost black bark and dark green leaves, their branches extending out in an effort to cover as much ground from the sun as they can. And then there are trees with white bark and pale green leaves, with branches no thicker than a tetherball pole, the branches grow almost straight up or not out too far. It is as though the tree is trying to wrap itself up for a long rest.
The path leads you down to a small river. It is not a creek, nor a brook. It is a river. It tumbles over smooth blue stones. Stones that have fallen from the sheer rock wall across from you. It tumbles and bubbles over these stones and around a large boulder, whirling around the bends. And if you climb upon this boulder and look down the river, you can see the mist between the sheer walls. As the mist lightens, there is a large log that has fallen into the slim ravine. But it is too long and has become caught against the rocks. It is the only connection you can see between the two shadowy walls. And it is growing still. You can see the green. But then the mist thickens and the bridge is gone.
It is at this time you see the butterflies. The river is surrounded by butterflies. They are pearly white and fluttering like a whisper on the wind. They float around you, batting their angelic wings in soft motions.
It is entrancing.

You can see how a girl, who has known nothing but dusty deserts, red mountains of clay, and for a short while, the green of California, would fall in love with this country set in the land of her ancestors. Not only does my blood call for me to go, but my adventurous side calls. My romantic side. My artistic side. My soul yearns to return. It always has ever since that day. I have missed the green hills, the kind people, the comfort of the air and the language.

I miss it.

Nice earrings - rawr

My new watch. My mom gave it to me for my birthday. Nifty huh? I love it. I have been wanting this watch for a long time.

I'm super tired. I didn't sleep well last night. Not sure why. Just didn't. Yesterday evening was not so good. I had a fight with a friend. I realized it was my fault and apologized, but he ignored me and wouldn't respond. I'm angry and hurt at him now. Gr.

I have to change. House work. Woo

Buy his freedom with your love!

So much accomplished, but so much left to do. I've signed up to take the SAT in october and I've started on the on-line course. I've started my application to Swansea University. I've been looking through my english-welsh dictionary trying to figure out how to say the words.

But I have to actually TAKE the SAT, do phenominally well this quarter and every quarter inbetween Swansea, and then send in the application. I can't send that in until the SAT is taken. I think. I shouldn't at least. That's the impression I am under.

Neehoo. I work a lot. A lot. It's tiring and not fun at all. I wish I didn't, quite frankly. I would rather be in an office or a bakery or somewhere where I don't have to deal with customers. I take orders very well. I can't deal with strangers spurr of the moment. I can but it makes me miserable and uncomfortable. *sad*

And today I remembered why it is I like this guy. I told someone about him today and they had never heard a thing about him, so I got to tell all and it was just a reminder. It was nice. Mmm. Memories.

Speaking of memories! I have been listening to the phantom of the opera! I will probably become vastly depressed within the week, but I need some indulgence. I love the phantom... he's so cool. Wicked awesome.

Interesting and appalling

Today was crazy! I went to work and made myself so tired. T__T When I got home, I started working on the invitations. I got 2 completely done. I need to do 10 more. Oh joy! And to hear back from karren and jared. Stop ignoring me, people!

Tomorrow is church. My hair is straight. I'm tired. I have to finish the invites.

Motivated Meats

"I lost a piece of meat. Get back here, piece of meat! I want you. I want to eat you." -Me

"That's really not much motivation for it to come back." -Haley

"It's dead! It has motivation to become alive in the love of my stomach!" -Me

We're so funny.

In australia, the world map is upside down

Work makes me tired and doesn't leave much to write about. Alas.

But, a few days ago I went to my sister's and we spent the day writin and planning my birthday. It was a blast! ^__^ Soooo fun! Oh, Rick never called me back. Ah well.

Dad had his birthday, I gave him a belt with Gordo. He was very happy. And I'm still working. Tra la la la. Thbpt! Dad says that when I get enough to pay him back, I'm allowed to quit. Maybe I will. I really hate retail. It makes me so unhappy. Next summer, if I don't go to Wales study abroad, I'll get a job closer to home. With a set schedule too. That'd be very nice. Only, I don't know where I'd be able to work that isn't retail... *sigh* I'll figure something out. The distance is too much. Traffic, gas, a long time to drive after working at night.

I must get ready for work. Ruley truly.