well pin a rose on your nose.
School is done! Mostly!
The things i put off all semester that i had to get done in one week: 4 screenprints (i ended up only getting 3 done, but it didn't hurt my grade at all. Woo!) by Monday, a presentation and research paper (luckily with a partner) by Tuesday, 4 books (....... WHY DID I PUT THAT OFF FOR SO LONG???!!?!?) and many drawings by Wednesday, and many paintings by Thursday. I actually got most of it done, except for one book. I was way short on paintings, but since so many people had to be critiqued and we were behind schedule, we ran out of time and i didn't go. So i have to wait around until Monday to do that, which SUCKS because i was so excited about finally being done today. It's kind of a good thing so i can get more work finished, but i didn't caaaaare if i got a bad grade, i just wanted it to be over with. Egh.
Last night when i was working on painting, i spilled a bottle of ink on my carpet. I AM SMART. It got all over my arm and leg, so it looked like i was bleeding ink.
I've only gotten a few hours of sleep every day for the past week or so. I never really had time for any sleep, but i just got so tired i took some naps anyway. All the days have blended together, so the past week feels like two weeks. It's very weird. I took a two hour nap when i got home this afternoon (i would have slept for, like, 20 hours, but there was tv on tonight) and when i woke up, i wasn't sure if it was the evening or the morning and i didn't know what was going on or if i was late for something or what. Since i've been staying up all night every night, i've come to enjoy watching Full House on Nickelodeon at 5 AM. It's been something to look forward to in the midst of my work. I remember TGIF! Those were good times! I haven't watched any new shows this week- i actually slept through the beginning of Alias yesterday and didn't feel like tuning in late, so i missed it. I think that's the first time i've ever missed an episode of Alias and not completely panicked. So sad! AND OHMYGOD I STILL HAVEN'T WATCHED THE SERENITY TRAILER. I've been so busy, and there was NO time to properly obsess or be able to enjoy it fully, so i just refused to think about it. But now i have time! I need to hop to it. And i need to get back to obsessing over Arrested Development! I CAN'T WAIT!
The creepiest thing EVER happened to me today. After the painting critique, i went to Publix to pick up some stain remover (for the ink. heh.) and some milk. I was stopped at a light on the way back to my apartment, and i heard a tiny honk. I looked over at this truck next to me, and the guy in it smiled and waved at me. I was like "uhm... do i know you?" but i smiled and waved anyway because i was confused. Weird. So the light changed, and i was driving, and i kind of kept paying attention to that truck. I went to turn on the street that goes to my apartment complex, and the truck was behind me. I was like "man, that guy's going this way too? Weird." And then i turned into my apartment complex, and he was still behind me. Well, that's strange. And i drove toward my building, and he was still behind me. I parked and stayed in my car to see if maybe the truck was gone, and he drove past me, turned around, and parked next to me. Uhm. Weird? So i finally got out of my car and went to my trunk to get some of my stuff, and he got out of his truck and started talking to me. He was like "sorry for following you all the way here, but i saw you in the store and thought you were cute.", or something to that effect, and asked me if i wanted to go dancing sometime. Here is me at this point: "............................................................" He told me his name (Gary, SO YOU KNOW. Look out for Gary.) and wanted to give me his number, and i was like "Uhm, no thanks! That's okay!" He kept asking me to go dancing with him, and he called me "sweetie". I said i was, uhm, busy, and he said i probably have a boyfriend or something. (yes, because THAT'S why i wouldn't want to go dancing with you.) Even though i kept telling him no, he gave me his number anyway and said he hoped i would call him sometime. I said "uhm... thanks!" and walked away VERY QUICKLY. Oh, i didn't mention, he was at LEAST in his mid-thirties, and had a mustache, and acted very... strange. I think he might have thought he was being charming. I can't be sure. Now, i know girls getting hit on by creepy older men happens a lot (not to me! but to some people!), but let me reiterate: HE FOLLOWED ME HOME. OH MY GOD HOW LONG WAS HE WATCHING ME THAT I DIDN'T KNOW ABOUT?!? And now he knows where i live, what my car looks like, and my first name (he asked me, and i couldn't think of what to say, so i TOLD HIM! WAY TO GO, MARINA! COULDN'T SAY PRINCESS CONSUELA BANANAHAMMOCK, COULD YOU?) So... yeah. Freaked me the fuck out. Because this week hasn't been awful enough! Add a creepy stalker to the mix! GREAT!
Anyway. That was my week.
OHMYGOD TEN DAYS TILL I GO TO NEW YORK. How did THAT happen so quickly? How is the semester already over? WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON? I guess time really flies when you're skipping class every day and not doing your work.
Survivor
NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!! STEEEEPHENIIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEE!!! I worried she might get voted out this week, but it seemed like there was a chance Tom might've been going. In a choice between Stephenie and Tom, i have to choose Steph. So now i am very, very sad. The only people left that i actually like are Tom and Ian, everyone else SUCKS ASS. Gregg especially. And Caryn. Uggghhhh, Caryn.
STEEEEEEEPH! You were my favorite girlcrush! Why aren't you better at throwing?!? Sob. Everything is pointless now.
I think Survivor has become my temporary Lost replacement. At least in the island prettiness aspect.
The things i put off all semester that i had to get done in one week: 4 screenprints (i ended up only getting 3 done, but it didn't hurt my grade at all. Woo!) by Monday, a presentation and research paper (luckily with a partner) by Tuesday, 4 books (....... WHY DID I PUT THAT OFF FOR SO LONG???!!?!?) and many drawings by Wednesday, and many paintings by Thursday. I actually got most of it done, except for one book. I was way short on paintings, but since so many people had to be critiqued and we were behind schedule, we ran out of time and i didn't go. So i have to wait around until Monday to do that, which SUCKS because i was so excited about finally being done today. It's kind of a good thing so i can get more work finished, but i didn't caaaaare if i got a bad grade, i just wanted it to be over with. Egh.
Last night when i was working on painting, i spilled a bottle of ink on my carpet. I AM SMART. It got all over my arm and leg, so it looked like i was bleeding ink.
I've only gotten a few hours of sleep every day for the past week or so. I never really had time for any sleep, but i just got so tired i took some naps anyway. All the days have blended together, so the past week feels like two weeks. It's very weird. I took a two hour nap when i got home this afternoon (i would have slept for, like, 20 hours, but there was tv on tonight) and when i woke up, i wasn't sure if it was the evening or the morning and i didn't know what was going on or if i was late for something or what. Since i've been staying up all night every night, i've come to enjoy watching Full House on Nickelodeon at 5 AM. It's been something to look forward to in the midst of my work. I remember TGIF! Those were good times! I haven't watched any new shows this week- i actually slept through the beginning of Alias yesterday and didn't feel like tuning in late, so i missed it. I think that's the first time i've ever missed an episode of Alias and not completely panicked. So sad! AND OHMYGOD I STILL HAVEN'T WATCHED THE SERENITY TRAILER. I've been so busy, and there was NO time to properly obsess or be able to enjoy it fully, so i just refused to think about it. But now i have time! I need to hop to it. And i need to get back to obsessing over Arrested Development! I CAN'T WAIT!
The creepiest thing EVER happened to me today. After the painting critique, i went to Publix to pick up some stain remover (for the ink. heh.) and some milk. I was stopped at a light on the way back to my apartment, and i heard a tiny honk. I looked over at this truck next to me, and the guy in it smiled and waved at me. I was like "uhm... do i know you?" but i smiled and waved anyway because i was confused. Weird. So the light changed, and i was driving, and i kind of kept paying attention to that truck. I went to turn on the street that goes to my apartment complex, and the truck was behind me. I was like "man, that guy's going this way too? Weird." And then i turned into my apartment complex, and he was still behind me. Well, that's strange. And i drove toward my building, and he was still behind me. I parked and stayed in my car to see if maybe the truck was gone, and he drove past me, turned around, and parked next to me. Uhm. Weird? So i finally got out of my car and went to my trunk to get some of my stuff, and he got out of his truck and started talking to me. He was like "sorry for following you all the way here, but i saw you in the store and thought you were cute.", or something to that effect, and asked me if i wanted to go dancing sometime. Here is me at this point: "............................................................" He told me his name (Gary, SO YOU KNOW. Look out for Gary.) and wanted to give me his number, and i was like "Uhm, no thanks! That's okay!" He kept asking me to go dancing with him, and he called me "sweetie". I said i was, uhm, busy, and he said i probably have a boyfriend or something. (yes, because THAT'S why i wouldn't want to go dancing with you.) Even though i kept telling him no, he gave me his number anyway and said he hoped i would call him sometime. I said "uhm... thanks!" and walked away VERY QUICKLY. Oh, i didn't mention, he was at LEAST in his mid-thirties, and had a mustache, and acted very... strange. I think he might have thought he was being charming. I can't be sure. Now, i know girls getting hit on by creepy older men happens a lot (not to me! but to some people!), but let me reiterate: HE FOLLOWED ME HOME. OH MY GOD HOW LONG WAS HE WATCHING ME THAT I DIDN'T KNOW ABOUT?!? And now he knows where i live, what my car looks like, and my first name (he asked me, and i couldn't think of what to say, so i TOLD HIM! WAY TO GO, MARINA! COULDN'T SAY PRINCESS CONSUELA BANANAHAMMOCK, COULD YOU?) So... yeah. Freaked me the fuck out. Because this week hasn't been awful enough! Add a creepy stalker to the mix! GREAT!
Anyway. That was my week.
OHMYGOD TEN DAYS TILL I GO TO NEW YORK. How did THAT happen so quickly? How is the semester already over? WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON? I guess time really flies when you're skipping class every day and not doing your work.
Survivor
NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!! STEEEEPHENIIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEE!!! I worried she might get voted out this week, but it seemed like there was a chance Tom might've been going. In a choice between Stephenie and Tom, i have to choose Steph. So now i am very, very sad. The only people left that i actually like are Tom and Ian, everyone else SUCKS ASS. Gregg especially. And Caryn. Uggghhhh, Caryn.
STEEEEEEEPH! You were my favorite girlcrush! Why aren't you better at throwing?!? Sob. Everything is pointless now.
I think Survivor has become my temporary Lost replacement. At least in the island prettiness aspect.