Today I saw the play version of The Grapes of Wrath for my Script Analysis class. My roommate was sweet enough to drive me there and back. The poor people in the Theater department have basically got zero funding this year so they had to be inventive with their staging/props/costumes (meaning they literally brought everything from home). This sometimes ended up being a hit-or-miss deal unfortunately, but I think they did a good job with what they had, overall. Someone was really inventive to make Bell drinking jars a stand-in for car headlights! I thought I'd get to sit next to this girl in my Script class, Collins, during the performance, but sadly I miscounted the seats and had to move away.

I feel like I'm napping way too much lately I know, I know, I've been saying this for five years or more and I'd like to cut back at least a little. Maybe in small doses. Just, I don't know. I get bored, so I sleep, I get sad, so I sleep, I stay up too late, so I sleep... and I know that's not healthy in the least, and I know I need to stop that.

I've been writing, but only a little bit. Midterms are over, which means I won't be so stressed out, at least, not until I get my grades back from the rest of them. I got an A-minus on my Elizabethan Poetry midterm, which I'm pretty proud of. I really like Dr. Doyle. XD Lauren says she'll drop Romantic Lit. depending on her grade on the midterm but I say anyone who got a perfect on one of the Poetry Reports for that class ought not to fret too much about that!

I also did my schedule for next semester but it's pretty tentative-- basically three English courses, my last Spanish class, and a random film class. I usually change it up a lot betwen now and January, so I'm not hedging my bets on keeping most of it. But here's hoping it works out!

My advising appointment is in two hours and I've just printed out my DARS report and taken a good, long look at what I've got to do.

Basically five more English courses and... the rest are essentially electives (with the exception of Spanish 2002). This means I'd better get a minor. So I dig around hoping to shove myself into the Film Studies minor, because I actually like movies (which I... still might be able to sneak my way into, we'll see), but from the looks of it thanks to my somewhat-terrible taste in electives earlier (Greek Culture? Philosophy? Fun classes, useless for a helpful minor, especially when lower-level classes won't count towards it!), but... from the looks of it, if I end up with one, it's probably going to be Religion. =(

I've got a lot to get done this week. I haven't started my Spanish paper yet... or my presentation for Wednesday. But I did study for my almost-last midterm in Romantic Lit. that's on Tuesday. The other one isn't due until Wednesday which means I won't touch it until Tuesday at ten p.m., probably...

I got soaked when a truck sloshed through this gigantic puddle in the road near the sidewalk. So much for my umbrella! XD But in brighter news, I kind of think it's not raining as much! I'll find out for sure in about half an hour when I run to class, but... XD

Happy birthday to me. Twenty feels so distressing.

So that means it's time for my yearly birthday tradition where I try to give everybody else something! Give me a prompt and/or pairing and I'll write you a fic (I do promise to get these done-- also, my fandoms, sadly, haven't changed over the years, either, so...). Or if you'd rather, give me an image, or a couple of images, and I'd be glad to make you an icon! =D I don't quite expect to get many requests since I've been terrible about iconing and ficcing lately, not to mention posting/responding to comments, but-- please, let me know if you'd like anything! =)

In two days, I'll be twenty. This is more than a little terrifying, 'cause every year older I turn-- heck, even throughout the course of the year, I never feel any different or more grown-up than I did the year before. And I just feel kind of silly. Twenty years, where'd they go, to quote the old Bob Seger song. I'm going home for my birthday weekend and hopefully I'll get to hang out with Amanda and Cierra a bit before I have to come back.

Roomie is nice but quiet. I keep trying to talk to her but I feel like I might be intruding on her personal space a little, or else that I'm getting nervous and more blatantly nerdy than usual when I try to talk about anything beyond classes and stuff. =( Our posters kept falling down for a solid month and we attributed it to the ghosts of the dead Beatles and Jim Morrison. It's also exceptionally cold in here (this entire dorm is always cold, but our room is worse than normal). Sometimes I'll play a Doors song to appease the spirits.

I've started up another icon batch, although thus far it's pretty small. Hopefully it'll get here before October, maybe? Here's hoping! =) I haven't been as busy with my schoolwork as I know I ought to be, and I'm sure that's going to end up pretty damaging later on if I don't quit procrastinating now. Thus far my Spanish grades are in the high-B range, which is... about ten points off from where they need to be, but it's actually kind of surprising that they're as high as they are, considering how horrendous my Spanish is. Don't ask, don't tell, maybe? I have an A in my Honors Multicultural Women's Studies class right now (although I've only done one assignment in there so far, so that's not actually as impressive as it sounds), and... a B in Romantic Lit (also only one assignment, so that's not as depressive as it sounds). Script Analysis is almost more exciting than refreshing my inbox. ... And Elizabethan Poetry I come to out of the nagging fear my 80-year-old-professor is going to die of a heart attack mid-lecture hope that my professor is going to tell a joke. The reading's really light for his class, though.

Oh, and Lauren's in my Romantic Lit course! I roomed across the hall from her during our freshman year and we had English 3000 together as sophomores. She's a real sweetheart and we draw in class together. She's a lot more attentive than I am, though. XD She's having to borrow my notes tomorrow-- I just hope they're legible/not covered with too many absent-minded sketches...

Walking class... just don't take it. Seriously. The first day of actual walking, I didn't know if I'd have time to double back over to my dorm to dump off my bookbag and then catch the bus, so I ended up carrying it for twenty minutes in eighty-eight degree weather, before it hit one of the guys in the class that no, I was part of the walking class, not someone that was trying to get to class, and he very gentlemanly carried it for me the rest of the way. ... I hope it didn't hurt his back or anything, it was ten pounds... he also offered to let me borrow a quarter so I could put it in the rental lockers in the Ramsey Center next time, but I decided just to drop off my stuff at the dorms from then on. At any rate, this was all last month.

I've had a cold since yesterday and I was really woozy/doped-up on Tylenol, which meant I... was not that coherent and napped even more than usual, oops. I'm feeling better now, though! Besides my throat, anyway. I've been watching lots of movies lately (and rewatching)-- right now I've got Cool Hand Luke and Manhattan Melodrama, neither of which I've finished yet, although I need to soon.

I'm turning over the idea of volunteer tutoring little kids in English again. If I can get transportation over to the schools, I'd be really glad to do it. We'll see!

Long time no update! Eep. I haven't been up to too much beyond getting back to the dorms and into the swing of things, or trying, anyway. My new roommate's name is Jill and she's awfully sweet! She likes the Beatles and the Bee Gees and Harry Potter; thus far we've gotten along pretty well. Although she's concerned about my (lack of) sleeping habits.

Um, anyway, ( here's my schedule for this semester )

Luckily, the P.E. class is only going to be for the first ten weeks of school, so as long as I can hold out until then, I think I'll be okay. Hopefully! I've been back at school since the 16th and while thus far nothing exciting has happened, I'm still holding out. It's only August!

perpetual_poet spoiled me by getting me my birthday present early. sdkgjas A Netflix subscription! I'm going to finally get to see The Unknown and Cape Fear! Thank you so much!

sdhfkls;l Why didn't anyone tell me Leonard Nimoy was going to be at DragonCon this year?

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That's about ten times better than Sulu (the guy that plays Sulu, anyway, whatever) who came last year!

gakjdskfj askfjg gksdjak I have to go. I'm only 70 miles away from Spock Nimoy. And I always wanted to see Gina Biggs (from Red String, which I've been following since... sophomore year, I think).

I had some emo stuff to update with but it goes into pity-me territory and heck if I'm going there. Happy birthday, Daddy.

Also, I think I now may have the biggest AS collection in this state and possibly in the South but I don't think that's something to be proud of. >.> I'm tempted to take it all with me to the dorms, but I might end up losing some of it or something.

I go back to school next Saturday. And oh, I might be going to that biggest yard sale thing around Chattanooga-Gadsden (I think, anyway), since my aunt and uncle are crashing at our house a couple nights when they go. I'm a sucker for yard sales and stuff, maybe I'll find something cool. =)

I just found the one song that perfectly describes my life and hard times.

I got my AER scholarship stuff in the mail and sent in the acceptance last Monday. You know things are bad when they include an enclosure essentially saying "It's not just you, we reduced everyone's scholarship for budget reasons" inside the agreement. I'm really glad I've stayed at UGA instead of transferring to BYU or something like that, 'cause from the looks of it, my family's... going to need all the money I've helped saved, what with Caroline's college stuff probably running at about $13,000 a year. Ouch.

Anyway, I've been drawing a lot lately but most of my results are a little less than stellar. I enjoy paneling out pages, even if I never figure out any appropriate dialogue or a plot or anything like that. XD At least it's fun!

I'm still on a Sailor Moon kick but vehemently trying to deny it. ;_; I went to Amanda's last week, which was fun. We melted white chocolate bark and poured it over pretzels and had pizza and basically it was a good time (although I probably should've called to let my parents know I was staying so late). Cierra was there for a couple of hours. It was kind of funny, we didn't even put any movies in or anything, just talked. And made a game out of trying to catch a nickel.

I just watched La Strada and have been sobbing off and on for the last ten minutes.

When in the world did I grow up to be such a girl.

Everyone needs to see that movie. I've only cried during two other movies in my life that I remember (during Captains Courageous and during this '50's Japanese movie about a man dying of cancer-- ever since I saw that movie, I've been trying to track it down but to absolutely no avail) and... just oh, man. It's sad and horrible and beautiful (and it's why I'm depressed so don't worry about that!).

There are some job woes concerning my dad and stuff but hopefully things will work out. We took Chewbacca to the vet today to get his second round of shots; the poor thing was so scared he whimpered the whole time in his carrier while we were in the waiting room, until I felt so bad for him I let him out. He's doing all right. We met a dog that looked just like him... only about three times his size! XD And I drove back from the vet's today and even drove the van a little bit. I'm hoping to get more confident in my driving soon.

After we went to the vet's, me and my mom talked a lot and watched a lot of Forever Knight episodes on the bed. Or started to, anyway, I was feeling sort of lousy pretty quickly and ended up falling asleep through half of them. But I've seen most of them already, so no big loss, I guess. XD

My sister's on her senior trip; I called to tell her Michael Jackson and Farrah Fawcett had died (although it turned out she already knew it). Her response was: "The little children will sleep safely tonight."

... Yeah. Personally, I have always been far too fond of "Billie Jean" for my own good. It's going to be weird with him gone. I don't see any cool dance moves being on the rise to rival the moonwalk anytime too soon.

I got my silly clearfile and poster in the mail the other day. I really want to catalogue most of the junk I have if only I wouldn't feel like a freak afterwards. =(

Mama's finished reading Dracula and she says it's pretty good. I may try it since I haven't read anything that wasn't for class in what feels like forever. Caroline's going to freshman orientation today and tomorrow, which means it's going to be just me and Ellen at the house all day tomorrow. Well, me, Ellen, and the menagerie. Chewbacca was sick and went to the vet yesterday, but he's all right now!

I hung out at Cierra's grandmother's yesterday with Cierra and Amanda. It was nice-- we watched Valkyrie and ate copious amounts of food. I'd brought a pan of brownies (all but one was eaten), we went out and split the cost of a Papa John's pizza and pizza sticks ($18, and all but one piece of pizza was eaten-- the pizza sticks never had a chance), and then... drank a lot of water bottles. And I do mean a lot of water bottles.

But in slightly less important news ( XX chromosome not-woes, but still probably TMI )

Happy eighteenth birthday, Caroline! (Well, yesterday, anyway.) ♥ I got her a Sailor Jupiter gashapon and a pencilboard, along with some SM cards... and then I caved and gave her my Sailor Mars gashapon, too. She really seemed to like them! Maybe I can slowly get her the complete series, you think? Something like that... anyhow, she's downstairs with her best friend now, having a sleepover.

I went with my mom to do Visiting Teaching, since Pat couldn't do it. It was pretty nice and I enjoyed talking to the sisters, even if I did end up signed up to help Sister Acker clean house tomorrow. XD But I don't mind! I sort of enjoy service, it helps me feel better.

It's lightning pretty bad out, I... seriously doubt the connection will hold up so I'll keep this pretty quick. I haven't done too much lately beyond a lot of napping. XP Mama keeps saying we'll go to the Old House and start fixing things up there, but thus far it's been pretty much a pipe dream.

I was going to rewatch On the Waterfront but I wasn't feeling that great so I didn't. I'm feeling better now, though.

I don't know if I'm meant for a world where Star Trek is suddenly cool.

Next thing you know, they'll do a new Dark Shadows movie. =( And people will be talking about "getting in on the ground floor" of Quentin/Evan, as though it's a new thing. ;__; NO. NO. IT'S PROBABLY NOT A NEW THING. Although Angelique/Nicholas would be really awesome.

Plus Quentin's too sexy to be played by anyone that isn't named David Selby between the years of '68-'71. Just... dgjks adkjgk. It takes a lot to pull off those sideburns.

Or they'll do a remake of Saturday Night Fever and suddenly disco will be cool and I'll have no dorky place to retreat into myself and be shunned from the rest of the world. XD Well, maybe Italian horror movies or D.W. Griffith silents or something, but that all just sounds pretentious even though I really do enjoy them. XD I'm being silly, I'm sorry.

I went to help at the nursing home today, something I'm pretty ashamed to say I haven't done in years. Some of the sisters from my church hold a party for them every month, serving them cake and stuff-- the thing that bothers me about it is that with the exception of my mom, all the sisters who're doing this stuff are at the age to be at the nursing home themselves. It made me feel pretty terrible-- I mean, c'mon, I know nursing homes are no one's favorite place to go but on the same token, more than half these people don't even get visits from their own family. Not all of them are in their right minds but that doesn't make them any less deserving of someone coming over to see about them. And-- ulk, I don't do anything productive with my time besides lay around and be selfish and pretend like I'm going to write something and the least I can do is to try to help somone else out. I told them I'd be glad to help next month, too, they really needed someone to take the plates and stuff.

Anyway. Chewbacca also got his first rounds of shots. If Caroline can be believed (I wasn't there), he attempted to bite everyone there. XD It turns out he has roundworms, which... means we'll be recurring visitors at the animal hospital. The vet who treated him was the same one my mom's been going to for her dogs since she was twelve (in 1964). I think Corpseman has a new candidate for his name.

This girl I took Journalism with back in high school friended me on facebook and then uploaded a picture of me. At first I was like "Oh, gosh, no, this is probably from 12th grade and me staring at some computer screen or something".... and then I took a look and realized it was of the Sailor Senshi, with tags listing every Senshi as someone either from our Journalism class or our high school. For once I got listed as Setsuna and not Ami! Anyway...

1. Leave me a comment saying, "Interview me."
2. I will respond by asking you five questions. I get to pick the questions.
3. You will post the answers to the questions (and the questions themselves) on your blog or journal.
4. You will include this explanation and an offer to interview someone else in the same post.
5. When others comment asking to be interviewed, you will ask them five questions. And thus the endless cycle of the meme goes on and on and on and on.

( The questions (I hardly ever do memes so I figure you guys'll let me off this one time, right?) )

I'm still alive!

Grades went as follows:
ENGL 3650-- A
ENGL 3800-- A
SPAN 1002-- B+
HIST 2222-- B+
STAT 2000-- B

Parents were pleasantly surprised that the semesterly C was not accomplished. There may be half a chance of graduating cum laude yet, which actually I don't care that much about. Or wouldn't if my dad hadn't done it and half my cousins. I should've picked a minor already or at least taken more intro courses. Mama suggests something involving comps to balance out the useless English degree.

I watched the Weiss Kruez OVA with Kaley yesterday! That was a lot of fun (and also a lot of melodrama but it had this... weird heart to it, somehow. Plus Ken was pretty awesome), so I'll be watching the anime too. After about five years we'll finally have a fandom in common again! XD

I've been cleaning over the last couple of days. My room is probably the cleanest it's been in three years, the bathroom's cleaner than it's been since the last time I was home (I'm obsessive about clean bathrooms, unlike... my sisters), and I even did the linen closet. My mom did much more, trust me, I'm just lazy.

Caroline's graduation was today! It... was a hectic business getting started and getting over there and stuff. Thankfully they didn't do anything quite like what we did at our graduation. But I was really proud of her and she was really happy. My relatives are over and I still have no idea when they'll go home. I'll post pictures soon, hopefully!

I don't know if I'll ever finish that fic. I keep having... problems over-referencing really inane stuff. And argh, I don't want to reread canon but it looks like I might have to. Or maybe I need a beta to hold my hand help, period.

Nabbed this from onashia, to potentially disasterous results...

1. Pick a character, pairing, or fandom you like.

2. Turn on your music player and put it on random/shuffle.

3. Write a drabble related to each song that plays. You only have the time frame of the song to finish the drabble; you start when the song starts, and stop when it's over. No lingering afterwards!

4. Do ten of these, then post them.

I have three Death Note fics (two are Matt and Mello, one is Misa-centric), four Angel Sanctuary (one is sort of Kurai/Setsunaish, one's sort of Setsuna/Sara, one's Katou/Kira, one's vaguely Kira/Alexiel... heh, oops), one The Long Walk (Jan/Garraty, only really more like McVries/Garraty, depending on your slash goggles), and two Simoun (one is Paraietta/Neviril, the other is Rodreamon and Floe gen). They're in the order I did them in so.. sakjdg sorry about that! They're also varying degrees of... not cohesive, but that's a given with only about 3-4 minutes to do each. It was so much fun!

( Here we go! )

Yes, I am a hippie
40 years too late
Free love is repressed, there's nothing to protest
I'm an over-18 victim of fate
Arriving too late, arriving too late

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Putting Jimmy Buffett on my playlist always reaps tragic results.

I don't think I'm quite a hippie so much as just a decidedly '60's kid if you want to get technical, but whatever.

( I can safely say this is the only time I dreamed I was a guy. )

In other news, insomnia bites and my hair is getting all stringy/wavy again. ;_; I hate it when it does that. Half-Filipinos should not have wavy hair ajksgsd. I'm going to cut it as soon as I'm back home.

( Fic stuff )

Someone was really sweet on Monday about my poems for class. It meant an awful lot to me. And our presentation for Drama class today went really well! We had to perform one of the one-acts we researched and other than me messing up and reading one of someone else's lines, even that went off without much of a hitch. We exchanged thumbs-ups afterwards like dorks. Compared to the other people in my group my accent was the thickest so I ended up in the accented role. Not that I really minded. XD I'm glad it's over with, though.

I took some pictures of around the college after class. Much as I rant about it in general, the campus itself is beautiful in the spring like this. There are some azalea bushes and roses and stuff around LeConte Hall, but I was too lazy to go over there.

Embarrassing proof of how good I am at amassing junk. The good thing about this is it was all pretty cheap (most in the $3-$7 range, some of it was free). The bad thing about this is explaining come moving time what exactly I've used my dad's sheet protectors for.

Last night somebody heated something in the microwave that wasn't supposed to be heated (at twelve midnight), so the entire second floor smells like burned plastic. I thought it smelled like paint thinner at first, which goes to show how fried my sense of smell is...