This & That...
I'm at my parents' house right now - In New York until the 28th of December. Then, it's home for a couple days and off to North Carolina to party with Lindsay until the 5th of January. Then, in the remaining three weeks - I'm going to spend time making jewelry and then trying to pawn it off on local galleries. We'll see how that goes.
I got all my grades in - got 3 A's (art classes) and a C (Cost Accounting). Considering I had resigned myself to failing the course completely, it was a pleasant surprise to see not an F, not a D, but a ! C. So my GPA is still above a 3.0 (3.3) and I'm content with that. Next semester, having 5 art classes and only one business class that's online, I'll hopefully be able to raise it to above a 3.5. Fucking squee.
Trying to go see Sweeny Todd Saturday with my cousin. The only place it's playing around Oswego that I can tell is Carousel Center. If anybody knows anywhere closer, let me know ASAP.
Going to pick up ANOTHER chinchilla some time right after we get back from NC. I'm actually really not looking forward to it. I was excited about getting Charlie - and then just to lose him so quick has kind of put me in an unhappy place. Simon's getting needy, though. He needs a cage mate, he doesn't do well alone. Here's to hoping things go better this time...
I want a new car so bad. I know what I want, too. I want a black Honda CRV with backup sensors and 4 wheel drive. It's going to run about $23,000. I definately need a fucking job. Jess and I both still have running vehicles, but it'd be nice to have a bigger car for hauling shit and bringing our vehicle count down to 1. Gas is just so damn expensive these days.
Jess got his Xbox 360 from my parents for Christmas. He got it yesterday, and it's already set up in my bedroom. It made me sad to think that we worry about shit like new cars and when the next video game comes out when there's a shit ton of families who can't even afford to put Christmas dinner on the table. Mom and dad "adopted" a family from the Salvation Army, which means they offered to buy Christmas dinner, get a little something for the parents and pretty much buy Christmas for the 2 kids. They were 2 boys, both with medical issues, and they lost their house from medical bills (which is fucked up, in my opinion). Mom bought a lot of board games, since apparently the family has a "game night" every week. Anyways, we went and took the stuff over and it was just really sad. The parents were considering telling the kids, who still believe, that there was no such thing as Santa - just so it sucked a little less when the kids didn't get anything for Christmas. How... fucking sucky. Shit like that just makes me look up in the sky and ask "do you even care?"
Which leads me to my next point. GIven everything that's happened as of late (whether good or bad, to me or others), I've finally reached a bottom line on my faith:
"It's not an outright denial of His existance... rather, a quiet disowning."
I know He's there. I don't doubt it. Do I care? At this point, not really. I'm sure the feeling's mutual.
I guess I should be going before I ramble myself silly.
Cell it if you want to make plans.
I got all my grades in - got 3 A's (art classes) and a C (Cost Accounting). Considering I had resigned myself to failing the course completely, it was a pleasant surprise to see not an F, not a D, but a ! C. So my GPA is still above a 3.0 (3.3) and I'm content with that. Next semester, having 5 art classes and only one business class that's online, I'll hopefully be able to raise it to above a 3.5. Fucking squee.
Trying to go see Sweeny Todd Saturday with my cousin. The only place it's playing around Oswego that I can tell is Carousel Center. If anybody knows anywhere closer, let me know ASAP.
Going to pick up ANOTHER chinchilla some time right after we get back from NC. I'm actually really not looking forward to it. I was excited about getting Charlie - and then just to lose him so quick has kind of put me in an unhappy place. Simon's getting needy, though. He needs a cage mate, he doesn't do well alone. Here's to hoping things go better this time...
I want a new car so bad. I know what I want, too. I want a black Honda CRV with backup sensors and 4 wheel drive. It's going to run about $23,000. I definately need a fucking job. Jess and I both still have running vehicles, but it'd be nice to have a bigger car for hauling shit and bringing our vehicle count down to 1. Gas is just so damn expensive these days.
Jess got his Xbox 360 from my parents for Christmas. He got it yesterday, and it's already set up in my bedroom. It made me sad to think that we worry about shit like new cars and when the next video game comes out when there's a shit ton of families who can't even afford to put Christmas dinner on the table. Mom and dad "adopted" a family from the Salvation Army, which means they offered to buy Christmas dinner, get a little something for the parents and pretty much buy Christmas for the 2 kids. They were 2 boys, both with medical issues, and they lost their house from medical bills (which is fucked up, in my opinion). Mom bought a lot of board games, since apparently the family has a "game night" every week. Anyways, we went and took the stuff over and it was just really sad. The parents were considering telling the kids, who still believe, that there was no such thing as Santa - just so it sucked a little less when the kids didn't get anything for Christmas. How... fucking sucky. Shit like that just makes me look up in the sky and ask "do you even care?"
Which leads me to my next point. GIven everything that's happened as of late (whether good or bad, to me or others), I've finally reached a bottom line on my faith:
"It's not an outright denial of His existance... rather, a quiet disowning."
I know He's there. I don't doubt it. Do I care? At this point, not really. I'm sure the feeling's mutual.
I guess I should be going before I ramble myself silly.
Cell it if you want to make plans.