Tuesday, March 2, 2004
07:39 p.m.


It's over, that blasted EDP Class is over. Now I can devote more time to other things. I really hated that class, but I'm glad it's done and over with.

Today, I had two people, one after another, try to kill my computer with virus. Either the disease that causes people to become jerks is spreading, or this is some sick joke going on at my expense. Well, I have something to say about that. IF YOU THINK I AM A FUCKING MORON, THEN YOU ARE QUITE MISTAKEN!

I finally got the nerve to PM Crimson about becoming a Mod. on my board...no word back from her yet, but she'll get in her own good time. I also was suggested by my English Teacher Torrent to try Sally's brother Jasson as History teacher. I'm praying he will accept...but he'll also get the PM in his own good time.

So, until I get the skin for my board, all the teachers, and all the Mods, I will just have to wait.

Monday, March 1, 2004
08:10 p.m.


Well, that EDP Class is finally over. We take the final exam tomorrow, and then we are home free for the rest of the year.

Speaking of home, I got my train ticket to come home. I like riding on the train...it is as if there is some part of me connected to the railroads. It must come from my father's side of the family, after all, they had worked on the PA Railroads for at least two generations.

Well, I had some sad news, the person I wanted to teach Japanese History for my Academy has declined my offer...I guess I'll just have to wait for a response until Monday. If no one is interested in teaching Japanese History, I will find a good site and teach it myself. I have yet to hear word from Sally about the skin or my offer to be a Moderator, and I haven't had the guts to talk to Crimson about it yet. However Crimson has been having issues with her internet, so until that gets resolved, I'll keep my mouth shut.

But other than that, it has been a very quiet day.

Sunday, February 29, 2004
03:55 p.m.


Well, there's not much to say. I went to Church, where I saw the those ready to be welcomed into the Catholic Faith, be presented to the whole Church Community. I was happy for those people...they're taking such a huge task on their shoulders...I hope they're ready for whatever God has in store for them.

I had lunch, surfed the web, and FINALLY GOT MY MESSAGE BOARD! I can now offically work on The Masho Academy, but I still need a teacher to teach Japanese History and two general moderators. I would like Crimson and Sally Knight to be the two moderators, but I don't know if they will be able to have the time to moderate another board.

The Academy should be open to students sometime during Spring Break, IF someone applies and gets accepted as the Japanese History Teacher. I'm so sick and tired of seeing all these new fan fiction writers...most of the stuff they write is pre-processed shit. Most can't spell correctly, or use grammar and punctuation, much less learn to space their stories properly. I hope to be able to somehow remedy the situation...and yes, I'm going to have teachers who use good sources, like The Everyday Writer.

But other than that...it's been a quiet day.

Wednesday, February 25, 2004
08:18 p.m.


I just came back from Ash Wednesday Mass. It was packed, but then again, this is the start of Lent.

We sang my favorite Lenten Song Ashes when I recieved my ashes from the Deacon that helps the two priests at my Church. The saying "we are dust, and from dust we shall return to dust" doesn't bother me. I know and accept the fact that we will all die, so why even bother trying to escape that reality?

I also got another stalker today. It's happened to me so many times it's not even funny. I mean WHAT IS IT ABOUT MY WRITING THAT MAKES PEOPLE WANT TO STALK ME? This has happened before, people who enjoy my work e-mail me saying they like my stuff...then, a couple of days later, these people try to kill my computer with a virus while the note of the e-mail says they want to meet me in real life. I really haven't told too many people about this...besides, I'm just a simple fan fiction writer, I don't even think that the creator of Samurai Troopers knows that I exist...

I'm done with this entry for tonight. I'll write later when I get the chance.

Saturday, February 21, 2004
03:53 p.m.


I know I haven't updated as much as I would like to, I've just been busy with play practice, school work, and other stuff.

We had play practice at 10:00 AM today. Thankfully, I only have a short part in the play, so I wasn't needed as long as the others. A new script will be out on Tuesday, since the first one has a whole bunch of errors in it.

I spent last night making my first banner for one of the organizations I belong to on Gaia. It was a pain in the butt to make, but I like my results.

I need to find someone to take me to the grocery store. A cab won't cut it, and neither will a bus. I'll have to ask one of my friends who has a car if he or she will drive me. I'm out of food and soda, I just need the transportation to get to the store. Because I'm so tight with what money I have, I won't have to worry about buying too much.

Monday, February 16, 2004
08:19 p.m.


Well, it finally happened; Raf. bit off more than he could chew and he got into trouble for it. It started at dinner tonight, before I went to my moronic EDP Class. I was going to sit down with Raf. for dinner when he started mumbling under his breath. I asked him to speak up, because I couldn't hear him.

Well, to make a long story short, Raf. got snappy with me, I got up and left, and then, in a fit of anger, he threw his coat at one of the chairs in the Caf. The problem was, the coat didn't hit the chair, but a Security Officer. After Raf. made a scene, the Security Officer caught up with Raf. and escorted him outside, where I presume, they went to the Security Office.

Everything returned to normal, and I sat down at a table, where my other friends were just entering. I was going to wait, to see if Security wanted to talk to me, but they didn't, and I continued with my dinner.

Some of my friends are happy; they believe that Raf. will finally learn his lesson and keep his temper in check, but I highly doubt it. It took me several years to keep my temper in check, so I know it's going to take some time for Raf. to learn to keep his temper in check.

But other than that, it was quiet day.

Sunday, February 15, 2004
02:07 p.m.


Sorry I haven't written in some time, but I'm just lazy this weekend.

I took a random Quizilla Quiz, and this is what I got:

You are Melancholy - The ancient Greeks believed this was caused by having too much black bile.

What Ancient Greek Personality Type Are You?
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Thursday, February 12, 2004
07:58 p.m.


Expolsion in ...5...4...3...2...1...0

I HATE MY FUCKING EDP CLASS! I DON'T CARE IF IT'S FOR MY MAJOR OR NOT, I FUCKING HATE THAT CLASS!

On Tuesday, my College Professor COULDN'T EVEN KNOW HOW TO USE A SIMPLE TOUCH-PAD LAP-TOP COMPUTER! I HAD TO SPEND ALL FUCKING CLASS PERIOD WORKING SOMETHING AS SIMPLE AS A TOUCH-PAD LAP-TOP FOR SOME MORON COLLEGE PROFESSOR WHO SHOULD KNOW HOW TO USE A LAP-TOP COMPUTER! I MEAN, HE HAS A DOCTORATE DEGREE, HE SHOULD KNOW HOW TO USE A FUCKING LAP-TOP TOUCH-PAD COMUPTER!

THEN, WE DID ABSOLUTLY NOTHING EXCEPT GO TO THE LIBARAY TO WORK ON DOING RESAERCH AND GETTING READY FOR A POWER-POINT PRESENTATION! OUR PROFESSOR SAYS HE'S GOING TO SHOW US HOW TO USE POWER-POINT, BUT I ALREADY FUCKING KNOW HOW TO USE POWER-POINT!

I HAVE A MORON FOR A TEACHER, MOST OF THE TIME I'M BRAIN-DEAD, AND I KNOW MOST OF THIS BULLSHIT ANYWAY! I'M GOING TO LOSE MY MIND IF SOMETHING DOESN'T HAPPEN SOON!

I WISH MY MORON TEACHER AND THIS STUPID EDP CLASS WOULD JUST DROP OFF THE FACE OF THIS EARTH...

There, I'm done exploding.

Wednesday, February 11, 2004
09:01 p.m.


Well, I saw the Ultimate Warrior tonight. I liked him better as a wrestler than as someone who does politics. His ideas were far too right for me, so I left early.

I agreed with some of his views, but not all of them. And to be quite honest, some part of me was creeped out about his political views. Now that I'm almost a woman, I've come to learn that people will differ in how they think about politics. There is nothing I can do but accept it and move on.

They are talking about snow tonight and maybe some tomorrow, I'll wait and see. It might, however, explain why I've been so tired for the past few days. Oh well, nothing I can do until it happens.