"That's right. I am a lawyer. I DO LAW THINGS."
Power's back. After about two months without in a section of my room due to my grandmother's dictates from a hundred miles away, I can type comfortably, lying on my back in bed.
What it took wasn't exactly the equivalent of selling my soul to a protrait, but I DO need to help my dad learn Law coursework for the new classes he needs to teach.
What school actually KEEPS their musci teachers and starts dropping computers, after all?
Well...apparently my old high school. XD
It makes sense, granted. They DO have a nationally placed Orchestra program which plays in Prague and Carnegie Hall and all... (My brother's done so while among them, in fact.)
Compared to that, what can "robotics" offer when people figure it's either too hard, or just a bunch of kids sitting in a room building legos out of kits and watching them smash eachother?
Stripping printers and things for stepper motors and solonoids and things and then programming robotic etch-a-sketches, and robot arms that pick up and stack cups...mm...it jsut sounds so "hard" apparently that nobody signs up. (*snickers* Private school wusses. Though I suppose I can't talk since I never took the class and ended up being the worst programmer in the family between my two younger mentally capable siblings and their hardcore engineering desires.)
In short, though, my poor dyslexic, hardworking schoolteacher father needs to break his back working through new classes, and...law in particular seems to be hard. He had me look through teh textbook and most of it made SENSE to me, so I'm in with helping him and learning it myself now.
Makes sense. Reading a textbook is far less "expensive" for me than it is for him. It'll be helpful. It'll be something my grandparents would respect in thirdhand reputation business. (Something I'm STILL very bad at.) It offers the side possibility of being a major change that allows for carry-over of many of the analysis skills you use for English work, and what's more, IT HELPS MY DAD.
He really is wearing himself out over this. Now that things are a bit lighter on pressuring me, I can see that a bit more favorably, I guess.
Taking on the equivalent of another class is also easier and less oppressive than "halving my internet time".
Ugh.
Granted, the school year's starting up again, and things are bound to get lighter there, but I still just took on a load more responsibility basically because I'm an idiot with a bleeding heart. XDD
Hometrail, and now an app to squarewarts... The latter of which I'm starting to realize really IS a major comm. The telltale little sign is the fact that most of the people in that place place massive amounts of characters and the sky limit is seven charcters, or ten with approval from the mods.
ALSO, the memes seem designed to encourage out of canon interaction, sometimes even at the gentle disapproval of excessive canon-character interaction. Notably, I look at things with a negative slant, but...that might end up being a bit more than I originally thought. I'll have to plan accordingly, which means looking for the worst possible scenario like a good little lighthearted self-mocking pessimist. XDD ♥
It really is a fascinating-looking place, I jsut wonder in hindsight if I understood its focus properly. I look forward to it now less, but it has the potential to turn out to be something very...time-eating, and hence, the planning.
Gosh...
Just looking at the informal schedule I've given myself, I start to realize just how different my college life is from everything before. I'm not involved in my school per se, but...the sheer increase in planning I'm doing, and actually MANAGING to do without realizing...?
It's a little scary and a little cool all at once.
Considering my old self was sloppy to the point of permanantly losing things any time they were set down. Considering how little I could manage...
I think I might actually be becoming more capable. It's very cool.
If this keeps up, I'll be able to work hard and not just rely on dubious self assessments of "skill". Hard work really does multiply ability.
Mm. The stupid things I never realized before. I'm such a dork. XDD Most people don't have a big self-analysis breakthrough-revelation like this--it just comes naturally. Ugh. I AM a moron. How special and spectatular. *laughs hard for an extended period*
I really do feel a whole lot better about all this though. It's a little creepy. Wonder if it was all that lawn mowing in 95 degree weather... NOTHING CHANGES LIVES QUITE LIKE HEATSTROKE~♥
Pff. I swear, if this is coming from RPing Gau for extended periods of time, I can only wonder. Granted, playing certain characters tends to rub off on me a little after a while, but...
*just laughs*
So ridiculous...ugghhhh. I don't want to turn into Gau. It's bad enough I changed my meez into a mockery of female-Hogwarts!Gau. I thought that was just be getting bored with the idea of playing dressup doll with myself. XDD
GAU, WHY ARE YOU BRAINWASHING ME?
On that subject--though I told myself THIS is what the musebox is for--The Character reactions between Eyes and Cole have been really spectacular lately.
Nothing like being attacked by crazy heart-stealing testing-things to really get the Character angst going~
They're going to be such good friends. XDD
Only Eyes could sit back after an attack and treating himself with an inhaler, expand on his cursed destiny, then act his newly-discovered shapeshifting housemate if he takes cream or sugar in his tea with no expression change.
MOG, I feel so sorry for Cole. One can only be exposed to so much Eyes Rutherford deadpan in a span before the brain turns to profound mush.
Though I suppose it's reassuring that I haven't lost the grasp of his character voice in the month I've forgotten him. I really can't believe I've been so busy as to forget my main community for a month. o_o
This is madness, I'm sure--a month of taking on idiot responsibility, being a lawnworking demon, and listening to string quartets play rock music...
No wait. Madness was Eyes Rutherford strangling things in a demented violent manner and then making tea afterwards. I distinctly remember because it gave me a business card before it committed dreadful acts of sexual harrassment that I still blush to recall.
I'm so confused.
Oh, Eyes...
I love playing your character so~
Mm...off to reply to hometrail threads, I think.
And Monday I wake up at five thirty in the morning. Gosh, I don't know if canned expresso is going to handle this. o_o
What it took wasn't exactly the equivalent of selling my soul to a protrait, but I DO need to help my dad learn Law coursework for the new classes he needs to teach.
What school actually KEEPS their musci teachers and starts dropping computers, after all?
Well...apparently my old high school. XD
It makes sense, granted. They DO have a nationally placed Orchestra program which plays in Prague and Carnegie Hall and all... (My brother's done so while among them, in fact.)
Compared to that, what can "robotics" offer when people figure it's either too hard, or just a bunch of kids sitting in a room building legos out of kits and watching them smash eachother?
Stripping printers and things for stepper motors and solonoids and things and then programming robotic etch-a-sketches, and robot arms that pick up and stack cups...mm...it jsut sounds so "hard" apparently that nobody signs up. (*snickers* Private school wusses. Though I suppose I can't talk since I never took the class and ended up being the worst programmer in the family between my two younger mentally capable siblings and their hardcore engineering desires.)
In short, though, my poor dyslexic, hardworking schoolteacher father needs to break his back working through new classes, and...law in particular seems to be hard. He had me look through teh textbook and most of it made SENSE to me, so I'm in with helping him and learning it myself now.
Makes sense. Reading a textbook is far less "expensive" for me than it is for him. It'll be helpful. It'll be something my grandparents would respect in thirdhand reputation business. (Something I'm STILL very bad at.) It offers the side possibility of being a major change that allows for carry-over of many of the analysis skills you use for English work, and what's more, IT HELPS MY DAD.
He really is wearing himself out over this. Now that things are a bit lighter on pressuring me, I can see that a bit more favorably, I guess.
Taking on the equivalent of another class is also easier and less oppressive than "halving my internet time".
Ugh.
Granted, the school year's starting up again, and things are bound to get lighter there, but I still just took on a load more responsibility basically because I'm an idiot with a bleeding heart. XDD
Hometrail, and now an app to squarewarts... The latter of which I'm starting to realize really IS a major comm. The telltale little sign is the fact that most of the people in that place place massive amounts of characters and the sky limit is seven charcters, or ten with approval from the mods.
ALSO, the memes seem designed to encourage out of canon interaction, sometimes even at the gentle disapproval of excessive canon-character interaction. Notably, I look at things with a negative slant, but...that might end up being a bit more than I originally thought. I'll have to plan accordingly, which means looking for the worst possible scenario like a good little lighthearted self-mocking pessimist. XDD ♥
It really is a fascinating-looking place, I jsut wonder in hindsight if I understood its focus properly. I look forward to it now less, but it has the potential to turn out to be something very...time-eating, and hence, the planning.
Gosh...
Just looking at the informal schedule I've given myself, I start to realize just how different my college life is from everything before. I'm not involved in my school per se, but...the sheer increase in planning I'm doing, and actually MANAGING to do without realizing...?
It's a little scary and a little cool all at once.
Considering my old self was sloppy to the point of permanantly losing things any time they were set down. Considering how little I could manage...
I think I might actually be becoming more capable. It's very cool.
If this keeps up, I'll be able to work hard and not just rely on dubious self assessments of "skill". Hard work really does multiply ability.
Mm. The stupid things I never realized before. I'm such a dork. XDD Most people don't have a big self-analysis breakthrough-revelation like this--it just comes naturally. Ugh. I AM a moron. How special and spectatular. *laughs hard for an extended period*
I really do feel a whole lot better about all this though. It's a little creepy. Wonder if it was all that lawn mowing in 95 degree weather... NOTHING CHANGES LIVES QUITE LIKE HEATSTROKE~♥
Pff. I swear, if this is coming from RPing Gau for extended periods of time, I can only wonder. Granted, playing certain characters tends to rub off on me a little after a while, but...
*just laughs*
So ridiculous...ugghhhh. I don't want to turn into Gau. It's bad enough I changed my meez into a mockery of female-Hogwarts!Gau. I thought that was just be getting bored with the idea of playing dressup doll with myself. XDD
GAU, WHY ARE YOU BRAINWASHING ME?
On that subject--though I told myself THIS is what the musebox is for--The Character reactions between Eyes and Cole have been really spectacular lately.
Nothing like being attacked by crazy heart-stealing testing-things to really get the Character angst going~
They're going to be such good friends. XDD
Only Eyes could sit back after an attack and treating himself with an inhaler, expand on his cursed destiny, then act his newly-discovered shapeshifting housemate if he takes cream or sugar in his tea with no expression change.
MOG, I feel so sorry for Cole. One can only be exposed to so much Eyes Rutherford deadpan in a span before the brain turns to profound mush.
Though I suppose it's reassuring that I haven't lost the grasp of his character voice in the month I've forgotten him. I really can't believe I've been so busy as to forget my main community for a month. o_o
This is madness, I'm sure--a month of taking on idiot responsibility, being a lawnworking demon, and listening to string quartets play rock music...
No wait. Madness was Eyes Rutherford strangling things in a demented violent manner and then making tea afterwards. I distinctly remember because it gave me a business card before it committed dreadful acts of sexual harrassment that I still blush to recall.
I'm so confused.
Oh, Eyes...
I love playing your character so~
Mm...off to reply to hometrail threads, I think.
And Monday I wake up at five thirty in the morning. Gosh, I don't know if canned expresso is going to handle this. o_o