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[m_mas]

So I haven't posted here in...what, three weeks? And I have some stuff I should put down. Some of it is whining, but you don't have to read that.

1. Got my Art Foundation letter a week or so ago. I got in <3


2. Have switched internet connections. Pros: Can now stream video. Cons: No wireless yet. So limited internet time because everyone else is wanting to check their e-mail and watch their South Park and update their twitters (Mother is very web 2.0) Also the right arrow key is broken, which is a pain in the arse when it comes typing.
3. Went into school on Wendnsday and finished all my film editing and written work. The film is of course shit, with it's mulched continuity and missing shots and all, but it *is* done.
4. Yesterday we drove a few hours to Cookham to go here which was kickass awesome, then another hour or so to get here fifteen minutes before it closed, which that was even MORE kickassish and awesome. Fuck Michalengelo, Fuck the Sistine chapel, Spencer is where it's at.
   Was however driven into slight depression at the uncompleted Christ Preaching at Cookham Regatta, because you could just *tell* how beautiful it was going to be. And you really cannot argue with Christ in a punt wearing a straw boater. "Christ on a Punt" also makes for a great exclamation. I think it might be my favourite kind of Christ that doesn't ride Raptors.
5. Heres the whining. My plan for the hollidays: Make small list of projects I want to get done and do them. My parent's plan for my hollidays: Plan over my plans to go places and do stuff that I mostly don't want to do, and tell me I have to learn to do stuff I don't want to do when I complain, then go all moody and guilt me into making them go where they wanted to go in the first place, (and still refusing to go until I am *enthusiastic*). So I am pretend happy for most of they day then sink into a bad mood when I get back and am therefore unmotivated to work on the things I want to, let alone homework. And they wonder why I'm refusing to get out of bed in the morning.
6. Saw A Haunting in Conneticut with mother the other day. 'twas pretty good, and she's terrible with horror films which is just hillarious X3. She also wants to take me to see 17 Again, starring teh Norfe. I kinda want to go. Feel free to judge me.