Starshine

It's Sa~turday! XD XD XD
Whee~, feeling much better. ^_^ Talked to the professor for the class I got wait-listed on, and she said don't worry, she'll get me into it, since we talked and she'd promised me a place in the class. Still peeved at the registrar folk for not letting people sign up for the class when they wanted to. >_< But I finally got some sleep last night. ^_^And I plan to again tonight, since from here on out rehearsals shouldn't last past seven. I think that Lanny (Theater prof in charge of lights) has been catching on to the fact that I'm getting upset about constantly staying late, cause he let me go early. Not like there was anything for me to do, he just wanted me to get used to using the headset I'll have to use during the actual show so the stage manager can let me know when the lights need to do what.

Now for more test results, since I haven't tossed them up here in a while and Harlequin talked me into putting one up. (yay for phone cards!)

First we have:

0% - 10% (Britney) Oh dear, oh dear. Far from being a world destroying DeathKiddy, you appear to enjoy kittens, bunnies and boybands. Not a cloud enters your sky and all is sweetness and light for you. Fucker. Take the DeathKiddy Test!

Well, I know I'm not terribly psychotic mr-test-writing-person, but I do NOT like boy bands. >_< And that picture is scary, yo.

One more:

Nice font, and the description was cool. Though it called me popular. *scratches head* Am I popular and fun? I dunno...

In case you couldn't tell, I'm still in a mood, and actually quite enoying it, oddly enough. Now if I could just choose a historical character to write about for Intermediate Fiction, I would be most happy.

Saturday, February 23, 2002,09:03 a.m.

Rar.
To:School registrar
Re:Poor registration set-up

Dearest evil overloards of class registration,
Here's a hint: When someone comes up wanting to register for a class, if the class has a free spot in it try giving them the frigging class instead of making them jump through your hoops. I don't care how close to the cap it is, how popular it is, or how many people are on the wait list. That was the one class I really wanted and I got up at five fucking thirty in the morning to wait in line for two hours hoping and praying I would get it. Even though I've had much less than an ideal amount of sleep and have the day off from class. The fact that I now have a whole day ahead of me (and I got to watch the sunrise) is piss-poor consolation. Sunny days are no good when you're in a foul mood and tired.

Cheerio,

Moi

Friday, February 22, 2002,08:31 a.m.

Urk.
Tired. Very tired. Not much sleep over the past few days, though we finally have the lights for the show set up and focused. Don't really want to nap 'cause it'll throw me off even more. Know there are certain emails I should respond to but would rather talk to Harl on the phone. Will call her tomorrow since my class is canceled. Though would I do that before or after I finish a paper for Native American Lit. and watch a movie for the same class? I dunno. Currently crossing my fingers in hopes that I will get all the classes I want when I go to register tomorrow.

Am rather disturbed by this. I'd rather the government people keep their noses OUT of what I choose to buy and read. It's really none of their business. Besides, why would they want to be able to take a look at a list of my reading material? Anyway, the person that wrote the article is much more coherent than I am at the moment, so just go read it if you haven't already. I run away now.

Thursday, February 21, 2002,10:36 a.m.

Oooo...Techy stuff
Just spent a bit helping out with lights and stuff. We ended up not going the whole time planned 'cause certain things had not yet been done. So we hung some lights and had a good time laughing and talking as we worked. Tomorrow night's gonna be the real killer: 6 hours of light focus and general setup. Then the work is pretty light until this weekend, when we meet for about 10~11 hours a day. After that it's dress rehearsals and productions for all of eigth week. Then Katie sleeps for a day or so. Luckily I have this Friday off to work on what I will. I need it.

Random note of good news: I have a roomie for next quarter.^_^ My old roomie from last year, who needs someone to live her if she is to keep her room. So I said I was up for rooming together again. Heck, I was the one who talked to her on Val Day about maybe rooming together. We might not be best buds, but we at least know we won't kill each other. So that's all taken care of.

Now, I go to finish one last bit of homework then sleep.

Monday, February 18, 2002,10:32 p.m.

Oh, yeah, it's a holiday today...
Happy Valentine's Day everyone!! ^_______^ *throws around little heart candies and such* I might not have a significant to go out and be all romantic with, but I'm still very fond of le jour de l'amour (day of love, for all you non-French speakers). So I'm sitting here grooving to Megan's love song set on her radio show and trying to calm myself down after seeing the tech rehearsal schedule. I'm not sure how long they'll want me there each night, and I know midnight and one o'clock don't really equal late for most college students, but I've got pages 6-14 of a fourteen page story to finish for Tuesday and a paper due next Friday. *whimpers a little* I'll live. I guess. This is a warning, though, that I will probably be hermiting myself away after this weekend, as I will be busy with school work and rehearsals for the next two weeks. And in the midst of all this I have to sign up for classes and do housing? O_o Oy gevalt, someone kill me now. Okay, make that three weeks of hermiting. I'm going to need to SLEEP to make up for all the energy expended on these rehearsals and other things.

In good news, Megan and I went in for coaching on our scene, and Todd thought we were so far along that we could start tweaking little things and doing more intense work. This is a huge compliment, since it means we've got a lot of good, basic groundwork done and are probably going to kick ass when we're done fine-tuning everything. ^_^

And one last thing before I go work on my actor's notebook, which is due for review tomorrow: Happy late Birthday to Melissa!! Hope she had a wonderful 21st birthday. Egads...Less than two months and I'LL be 21. O_o;;;

Thursday, February 14, 2002,06:16 p.m.

Wheeee~, still alive.
Forgive the long time with no entries, but I was sick and had a busy weekend. But at long last midterms are over! ^_____^ This is very happy-making. As is the fact that my cold is pretty much gone, combatted with much medicine and rest. I'm almost at my normal 210% genki level right now. Yay for feeling healthy and cheerful in a very general way. Now to put on some music so the quiet room doesn't get to me.

There, some nice introspective, slow-ish songs mixed in with a couple of happy ones. Impromtu Winamp playlists are fun. Sorry if this gets sort of stream-of-conscious-y. I've got a lot to say.

Friday was fun. I made myself relax and read a lot. Started Enchantments and read it all through the weekend when I needed a break from work. Read it before, though, so the constant picking up and putting down didn't bother me.

Saturday was more hanging out, though I got some work done too. Wanted to get work done on my long story for Fiction, but that was not to be. Whatever, I've only myself to blame, hmmmm? Went to see the student-produced plays, and man were they GOOD. I highly reccommend reading The Most Massive Woman Wins and Julie Jones, even if you don't normally read plays.

Sunday was the usual homework day. Megan came over and we picked the scene we're going to do for Fundamentals. It's from The Glass Menagerie (another good read, IMHO), and we're going to have a lot of fun doing it. I'm glad I get to work with her. Worked on my long story, which meant putting a scene that I'd already worked on in with some other scenes to start giving the thing some actual plot.

Yesterday and today were typical class days. Talked to the lady that's going to teach one of the classes I want to take next quarter. She seems nice, and I got a good enough an idea of what the class will be like to know that I want to take it. Even if we'll have to give oral presentations in class.O_o

We're at that point in the quarter where we start to get an idea of what our grades are going to be like. Looks like I'm on my way to a "B" average in Fundamentals and Fiction, not sure about Native American Lit. :/ And I've really got to work out housing for next quarter. And email people about internship things. Blech.

But I've got to work out these things for myself. My parents aren't going to do it all for me. They can't, and won't. They figure it's my responsibility. They might not mind helping find some places for internships, but they won't turn in applications and stuff. In their opinions, I'm old enough to be earning my own spending money and doing stuff like this for myself. Kinda sucks, but I'll be doing most stuff for myself in a few years. At least they still give me food and things while I'm home.

Not that I'm depressed or anything. I'm actually in a good, if a bit tired and strained, mood at the moment. Trying to remember everything is tough, and I have no idea what I'm going to say to the people I write to ask about internship things when I email them out of the blue. *sigh* So I am off to do homework and other things. Thanks to all who read this. ^_^

Tuesday, February 12, 2002,06:02 p.m.