NYC, Stress, and Icons
Well, Grad school applications have me freaking the fuck out, but there's not much more I can say about them, because I've come to the point where even complaining is no comfort. UC Davis app is due the 15th. After that I get a bit of a break to regroup.
This Thursday I had a breakdown and ended up sobbing in my room at 2 in the morning... I threw myself into bed, then slept-talked to my roommate when she came in. She said I was quite lucid.
This FRIDAY, though, I went to New York City for MHC Vespers. (I'm in the handbell choir- we play one song and mostly are completely unnecessary, but we sound nice.) Manhattan is AMAZING, I'm hoping to visit again over J-term. Of course, it's also crowded. I would never in a million years want to live there. It's like being at an over-crowded con all the time. You're always pushing against people on the streets and there's no place to just be alone. Never ever living there. I would die.
Other than that, though, REALLY cool. Glad I got to go. (Also, we played Vespers at St Barts. Given the religious devotion of the majority of my flist, I'd say it's best known as the church Alanis Morisette comes out of at the end of Dogma.)
Saturday I freaked out some more, then Alisa suggested I have some hot buttered rum... and then Hannah invited me back to her room for a bottle of wine. Hannah and I bitched about everything that is wrong with our lives and the entire world. It was *very* therapeutic and I feel better today than I have in at least a month.
Anyway, today I should have been writing my personal essay, but instead I decided that I needed an Azula icon because I *love* her. As much as I love the Hyuugas.
One thing lead to another, and now I have a starter set to show off.
The full collection of all my avatar... things... is here for the few of you who don't know but still care. The password is tfatla and there's a minor unofficial contest with fic requests as a reward for anyone who writes me a fic based on one of the macros.
This Thursday I had a breakdown and ended up sobbing in my room at 2 in the morning... I threw myself into bed, then slept-talked to my roommate when she came in. She said I was quite lucid.
This FRIDAY, though, I went to New York City for MHC Vespers. (I'm in the handbell choir- we play one song and mostly are completely unnecessary, but we sound nice.) Manhattan is AMAZING, I'm hoping to visit again over J-term. Of course, it's also crowded. I would never in a million years want to live there. It's like being at an over-crowded con all the time. You're always pushing against people on the streets and there's no place to just be alone. Never ever living there. I would die.
Other than that, though, REALLY cool. Glad I got to go. (Also, we played Vespers at St Barts. Given the religious devotion of the majority of my flist, I'd say it's best known as the church Alanis Morisette comes out of at the end of Dogma.)
Saturday I freaked out some more, then Alisa suggested I have some hot buttered rum... and then Hannah invited me back to her room for a bottle of wine. Hannah and I bitched about everything that is wrong with our lives and the entire world. It was *very* therapeutic and I feel better today than I have in at least a month.
Anyway, today I should have been writing my personal essay, but instead I decided that I needed an Azula icon because I *love* her. As much as I love the Hyuugas.
One thing lead to another, and now I have a starter set to show off.
The full collection of all my avatar... things... is here for the few of you who don't know but still care. The password is tfatla and there's a minor unofficial contest with fic requests as a reward for anyone who writes me a fic based on one of the macros.