Random Updates
Man, my best friend Lane is so sick. I've been spending a bit of time over there keeping him company since he's not going to school and I brought him the notes from Anthro today, and I feel so bad for him. I just want to... I don't know, make him chicken noodle soup or something, haha. I'm such a dork. XD Get better soon!
Tiara is so full of horray. She saved me from impending doom! My car decided it just didn't feel like working anymore when I got off work Sunday, and I had call reports (That's how I get paid) due in four hours and I was stuck in Tracy! But Tiara came and rescued me - apparently, I should clean the corrosion off my battery more often. XD
Weird fact of the day: My roommates Jenn and Poly and the latest one Chris are in a four way relationship with one of Jenn's old friends and Chris's girlfriend Sarah. ...Don't ask. It's totally not my style. I have no idea. But they're apparently all dating each other. Or something. I think what's really happening is that the guys are sharing the girls and the girls are enjoying each other, but I don't think there's any guy on guy action. But hey, I didn't ask. ...I'm not sure I'd want to know. XD
Man, I was so proud of myself today! Tiara was talking about her sociology teacher and how he was talking about how people are only products of their environment. And then she told me she was talking to her dad and she said, "I don't believe that. Look at Lish! Her parents were drug addicts and she's in school trying to get her Ph.D." It felt really good to be used as an example like that. To know that I'm not just a statistic and that the effort I've put into life counts for something. First Generation College Students Unite! I don't do drugs. I'm going to be somebody. Fuck your numbers and statistics. I am a name, not a number.
Boys, close your eyes here and scroll past the next paragraph.
Bleeding like death. Grrr. I swear, you'd think someone was killing me repeatedly. I'm surprised I haven't passed out from blood loss. But at least I'm not in much pain or anything. I'm not as fatigued as usual, either, though I was just a step away from passing out on Lane when I was at his house earlier. He's comfortable and his blanket is warm and yummy. <3 But I feel pretty good, regardless of the evil dot.
Boys, you can come back now.
But yeah... I feel like writing, but I'm not sure what to write. I was copying the notes for Lane in his notebook and I noticed he had written out the opening to what looks like it'll be an awesome story, and now I really feel like writing something. Maybe I'll take up Drawing Lines again... That one hits home right about now. But then... too much action and too much anger over losing three really good scenes for me to touch that. I should probably work on Project Zombie... or my book... or even some crazy Original One-Shot - Yes, I have one in mind, yay for over-active imaginations - but I don't know. I'm a little scattered right now.
But I'm happy! That's totally marked by the crazy grin I've had the entire time I've been writing this. Things are good. Friends are better. I'm happy. ^.^
Horray!
Tiara is so full of horray. She saved me from impending doom! My car decided it just didn't feel like working anymore when I got off work Sunday, and I had call reports (That's how I get paid) due in four hours and I was stuck in Tracy! But Tiara came and rescued me - apparently, I should clean the corrosion off my battery more often. XD
Weird fact of the day: My roommates Jenn and Poly and the latest one Chris are in a four way relationship with one of Jenn's old friends and Chris's girlfriend Sarah. ...Don't ask. It's totally not my style. I have no idea. But they're apparently all dating each other. Or something. I think what's really happening is that the guys are sharing the girls and the girls are enjoying each other, but I don't think there's any guy on guy action. But hey, I didn't ask. ...I'm not sure I'd want to know. XD
Man, I was so proud of myself today! Tiara was talking about her sociology teacher and how he was talking about how people are only products of their environment. And then she told me she was talking to her dad and she said, "I don't believe that. Look at Lish! Her parents were drug addicts and she's in school trying to get her Ph.D." It felt really good to be used as an example like that. To know that I'm not just a statistic and that the effort I've put into life counts for something. First Generation College Students Unite! I don't do drugs. I'm going to be somebody. Fuck your numbers and statistics. I am a name, not a number.
Boys, close your eyes here and scroll past the next paragraph.
Bleeding like death. Grrr. I swear, you'd think someone was killing me repeatedly. I'm surprised I haven't passed out from blood loss. But at least I'm not in much pain or anything. I'm not as fatigued as usual, either, though I was just a step away from passing out on Lane when I was at his house earlier. He's comfortable and his blanket is warm and yummy. <3 But I feel pretty good, regardless of the evil dot.
Boys, you can come back now.
But yeah... I feel like writing, but I'm not sure what to write. I was copying the notes for Lane in his notebook and I noticed he had written out the opening to what looks like it'll be an awesome story, and now I really feel like writing something. Maybe I'll take up Drawing Lines again... That one hits home right about now. But then... too much action and too much anger over losing three really good scenes for me to touch that. I should probably work on Project Zombie... or my book... or even some crazy Original One-Shot - Yes, I have one in mind, yay for over-active imaginations - but I don't know. I'm a little scattered right now.
But I'm happy! That's totally marked by the crazy grin I've had the entire time I've been writing this. Things are good. Friends are better. I'm happy. ^.^
Horray!