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so, my life is getting real busy real fast!

quick update:

- I'm going to University of Oregon this fall, which entails moving this summer...
- ...and my boyfriend is going to have to do the moving for both of us because...
- ...I'm going to NY literally two days after I finish classes to go take rather intensive art classes there (ew the humidity will kill me)
- ...and no one is quite sure how long I'm going to be there but it will def be through July and maybe until the end of August, so 3 months max
- ...ps deadly premonition is the best game ever. it's in my top 3, just sayin' maybe some of you should try it too ($16 at amazon!)

so yeah, I'm excited and a little scared because if I like the classes, my summer will be great! but if I don't, well...burn-out levels will be maxed by time august comes around. also this means I have one month left to chill out aaaahhhhhh

and that's what's been going on!

i'm

so

tireddddd ugh

I'm feeling a little burnt out from school, for a variety of reasons. I'm still doing okay....I hope, but the term is drawing to a close and I've fallen behind in two classes. The two classes are piano and painting--painting, I really should've known better because I was REALLY behind last term, but I managed to get everything in at the last minute and I can do it again this term. Piano is unfortunate because I am a complete newb at it and...well, circumstances and some bad decisions on my part have me several weeks behind.

Unfortunately another class I'm taking right now is bloody FILM STUDIES which I picked because it's supposed to be ~so easy~ but my particular film studies class is hands down the most work intensive class I have this term. Why is it always like this?! Every time I pick a class while thinking, "oh this will be fun and easy!" always turns out to be the biggest pain in the ass class of them all.

Anyway, so the film studies class requires I watch two movies per class (one on my own time, one in class) and write a paper for each (approx. 500 words) and also do a weekly two page handwritten journal. I know it doesn't sound like much, but it adds up and isn't including the midterm/final or any other extraneous assignments he tacks on (this week: "Create your own dystopia!" group assignment. yay). My dislike of the class makes the workload even more annoying and...because it's on the same day as piano (Tuesdays) I've gotten into habit of ditching piano class so I can work more on my silly time wasting papers. My piano teacher doesn't grade attendance while my film teacher does and...ugh. Anyway, so I've been taking advantage of my poor piano teacher's kindness and lenient attendance policy but even I think I'm pushing it. I didn't even -go- at all last week--Tuesday to catch up for my film class as the midterm was due, and Thursday because it was a snow day. Except the school was open for the time my class was scheduled, and only for the time my class was scheduled at. It was just too pitiful to have to go to class when everyone else didn't have to so...I didn't ;A; I know, I know, stupid.

As for painting, I'm not actually ridiculously behind but I will be very soon because I'm putting all my effort into maintaining my grades/getting caught up in piano. However, my painting teacher has recently taken up a stricter attendance policy of more than one class missed = 10% grade drop. I missed one class about a month or two ago and another last week. Why? Because I intentionally arrived an hour late for the roads to defrost, and 15 steps away from the class I realized I didn't bring my reference papers for the painting. Going back home immediately and coming back + already being an hour late = I was just immensely frustrated. So I just came home and rolled around in self-loathing for a while. I hate getting B's :[

I've also felt really burnt out lately (did I say that already?) because...there's just so much to do. School is taking up a lot of time (FILM CLASS /fist shake) and I have so many hobbies/things I want to learn that there is always something I should be doing. Always. Even video games--I feel like, "oh noes I need to beat dragon age/pokemon/phoenix wright asap because a sequel is coming out soon" and I just miss the days where I could spend 8 hours playing a game nonstop, go to bed, wake up and do it all over again. The sad thing is that I thought about my schedule for next term, and I know if I take a bunch of online classes it'll be piss easy and I'll have tons of free time to boot but...still, there's so much I want to learn. Even this summer, my grandparents are giving me the privilege of staying with them so I can take art classes in NYC. I want to do it, I really do and I will, but I'm just tired, man. I don't see an end to what I'm doing to myself. I need a vacation from myself.

I think I've found the perfect way to torture myself. When I'm procrastinating on a paper (like now) I play that one Rihanna song on repeat. At first, I don't mind the song and even--excuse me--like it. But after one and a half hours of it I start to go crazy and yet, I'm unable to turn it off until I finish the paper.

And suddenly, as I imagine Rihanna twirling in that fucking ugly red meadow for 20 more minutes, my motivation for finishing spikes way way up and I think I'll get back to work now

whaaat I ran into the most random side effect ever. I bought Kirkland's sleep aid for help on nights when it takes me a long time to fall asleep (and I know I'll be busy the next day).

so I bought it, right? and after a few on-days and off-days with the pill, I finally realized that it makes my neck terribly itchy for like 8 hours the next day. that's it! itchy neck! although I do scratch it quite a lot. I wonder if I'm mildly allergic to it? I've never had any allergies to anything, so it's hard to say. hm.

ps hate film class with all of my might.

pps rejoined lang8 and trying to write japanese in it daily. anyone wanna friend me on it? I've already got one 日本語が上手ですね comment rotf ;_;

you guys. you guys.

this is my most favorite toy in the whole wide 90s world:

motherfucking polly pocket!

THAT was actually a set I got for Christmas once and omfg, the memories. I kinda. I kinda want it back. did you know it came with a map? it did. I could make polly go for horse rides around the neighborhood. plus it had a working garage door. and a pool.

lifewassogoodomg

I've been meaning to do this for a while, and I'm a little sorry that the quality from my camera is shit (but still too lazy to actually want to fix it) but here's some drawings from last term's life drawing class. the dude with the beard? was like my fucking ~model muse~. all my drawings of him turned into gold. I must have really been in the zone that day.


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yeeep. now to email these to grandma.

edit: whut @ imageshack for removing some of the images. I applaud their quick action, at least.

Oh. My. God. Today is the best day of my life. Ever. EVER.

I went to a video game store that carries vintage titles and found Lufia 2. NEW. IN THE BOX.


~*~OMG~*~

naturally the first thing I did was give the manual a tiny fucking crease but....sigh, you can't flaw what is already the embodiment of perfection.

I also bought charles darwin: the coloring book.

SO HAPPY

So I was browsing through Amazon's stock of coloring books and chanced upon...

Cunt Coloring Book.

41 pages of vulva. Dare I? I wonder if there's a complimentary version for men.

in new york spending time with the family. I love them, I really do, but I try so hard to hide my otaku power level.  it leads to such awkward conversations sometimes.

cousin, looking at my ipod: so what music do you like?
me: just...just nerdy stuff. you know. stuff.
cousin: like what?
me, grudgingly: like....video game music.
cousin: video game music?
me: yeah. it can be, you know, pretty good these days...
cousin: oh? but what kind of bands?
me: ...
me: ...
me: ...I hate that question so much.
cousin: what?
me: 'A' hahahahahahahahahahahahahaha

srsly u guyz how do you answer that question? OH I LISTEN TO JAPANESE CARTOON MUSIC WITH A SIDE OF VIDYA AND VOCALOID--WHAT'S VOCALOID YOU ASK? WELL....

and then my bro pops in for christmas and starts bringing up motherfuckin' QUEEN'S BLADE to another cousin of mine and I'm sitting there frothing at QUEEN'S BLADE while simultaneously experiencing secondhand embarrassment for my bro because he has no shame (queen's blade! THERE'S NO ACCOUNTING FOR TASTE MAN)

............

~life~

omg. omg. omg omg omg. I have a desk to sit at again. Well, okay, I've had the desk for a long time but I didn't have a computer chair to go with it. (I have high standards: must have arm rests, be able to lean waaay back, and lastly be able to spin around. is not worth it unless it can do those things.)

anyway, so I finally have a desk to sit at which means when I draw, I don't have to put my tablet directly onto my laptop. also, my math teacher emailed the grade I got on the final. I got an 86. >D Not bad for no-sleep-one-day cramming. Also, technically this means I'm done with math for the rest of my life if I so choose it. But since I'm flip-flopping on whether or not I want to double major in something later on, I may take more of it as an elective after I'm done with chemistry next term because it's a useful thing to have.

I've come a long way from being a complete mathematics phobic :'D