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1. I'll respond with something random I like about you.
2. I'll tell you what song/movie reminds me of you.
3. I'll name something we should do together.
4. I'll say something that only makes sense to you and me (or just me).
5. I'll tell you my first/clearest memory of you.
6. I'll leave you a quote that is somehow appropriate to you.
7. I'll ask you something that I've always wondered about you.
8. If I do this for you, you must post this on your journal so you can do the same for other people. You MUST!
So.... let's talk about life. My life, to be specific.
Pretty much all of my professors have taken me aside and said that I'm not living up to my potential. It would make me upset if I didn't know it was true and actually cared. Give me a better project to do than listen to you talk about yourself for a few hours and I'll see what I can do. What Tim said kind of hurt though... I guess he just hasn't realized that I'm nowhere near as brilliant as he might have hoped I could be. It's his own fault for over-estimating me.
I'm stretching myself far too thin this semester... I'm so stressed out already and I'm rushing all the time to get things done and it shows. It sucks.
I think I'm going to draw Snow White for a project I have to do in Pictorial Foundation. I'll try to conveniently make it match Rapunzel in some way. Or I'll re-do Rapunzel, since it was balls anyway. Maybe both. And throw Pinocchio in there since I designed that one today, too.
I kind of wish that we had internet, and I kind of wish that we had TV. But we don't. Something about wishes and fishes, but eh... what's the point?
My room mates are ridiculous; they're having sex-wars. Just.... both of them are fired. Effective immediately.
The More Than Just Anime club is growing fast, and we're putting nominal effort into pimping it. That just tells you that people at UArts know what's up. Also, I have seven episodes of Suzumiya. Almost eight, if this other 5MB would load. I think I'll go for some Jing next, to balance out the femininity of... me. And maybe some Kino's Journey, since I miss it. And before anyone that's heard me rant about not having any space on my hard drive goes all wonky in me, I found a stash of blank disks I forgot I had. All I have to do is burn them and write the episodes on the disk and BAM, there's room on my computer again for some delicious pirated goods.
I only talked like a pirate for half the day. No one got it since I sounded a wee bit too Scottish for me own good. Whatever.
I printed out a buttload of sheet music a couple of days ago. Maybe I'll actually get around to trying to play some of it.
I can't watch other people do things... it drives me crazy the way they do them. I have some serious anxiety issues when it comes to these things.
Life is dull and disappointing.
Don't be fooled, I actually feel pretty okay. I'm just anxious but blocking it out with apathy.
I want my sister to come here. With my things.
2. I'll tell you what song/movie reminds me of you.
3. I'll name something we should do together.
4. I'll say something that only makes sense to you and me (or just me).
5. I'll tell you my first/clearest memory of you.
6. I'll leave you a quote that is somehow appropriate to you.
7. I'll ask you something that I've always wondered about you.
8. If I do this for you, you must post this on your journal so you can do the same for other people. You MUST!
So.... let's talk about life. My life, to be specific.
Pretty much all of my professors have taken me aside and said that I'm not living up to my potential. It would make me upset if I didn't know it was true and actually cared. Give me a better project to do than listen to you talk about yourself for a few hours and I'll see what I can do. What Tim said kind of hurt though... I guess he just hasn't realized that I'm nowhere near as brilliant as he might have hoped I could be. It's his own fault for over-estimating me.
I'm stretching myself far too thin this semester... I'm so stressed out already and I'm rushing all the time to get things done and it shows. It sucks.
I think I'm going to draw Snow White for a project I have to do in Pictorial Foundation. I'll try to conveniently make it match Rapunzel in some way. Or I'll re-do Rapunzel, since it was balls anyway. Maybe both. And throw Pinocchio in there since I designed that one today, too.
I kind of wish that we had internet, and I kind of wish that we had TV. But we don't. Something about wishes and fishes, but eh... what's the point?
My room mates are ridiculous; they're having sex-wars. Just.... both of them are fired. Effective immediately.
The More Than Just Anime club is growing fast, and we're putting nominal effort into pimping it. That just tells you that people at UArts know what's up. Also, I have seven episodes of Suzumiya. Almost eight, if this other 5MB would load. I think I'll go for some Jing next, to balance out the femininity of... me. And maybe some Kino's Journey, since I miss it. And before anyone that's heard me rant about not having any space on my hard drive goes all wonky in me, I found a stash of blank disks I forgot I had. All I have to do is burn them and write the episodes on the disk and BAM, there's room on my computer again for some delicious pirated goods.
I only talked like a pirate for half the day. No one got it since I sounded a wee bit too Scottish for me own good. Whatever.
I printed out a buttload of sheet music a couple of days ago. Maybe I'll actually get around to trying to play some of it.
I can't watch other people do things... it drives me crazy the way they do them. I have some serious anxiety issues when it comes to these things.
Life is dull and disappointing.
Don't be fooled, I actually feel pretty okay. I'm just anxious but blocking it out with apathy.
I want my sister to come here. With my things.