Erin, Meg: You two are sick and terrible people. Noin and Natsuki would be horrible, horrible, horrible. Could you imagine what would happen if Shinji saw that? (Threesome!) ...NO. I fell into the sky @ 12:37 p.m.
Friday, December 13, 2002
YAY.
I'm almost done with all my stress~~ I finished my English paper last night, which was the biggest thing I had to do...now I just finished submitting my request for college interview (SO lucky I didn't put it off any longer because the deadline to request was Sunday O_O I didn't know)...tomorrow is ACTs and then I'll be done with ALL COLLEGE RELATED STANDARDIZED TESTING FOREVER! Forever! And! EVER!
I feel so freeee...I'm not even worried about finals. I really couldn't care less. All that's left to worry about is art portfolio, college interview, exams, and...I think that's about it. *_* And all of it's pretty easy to take on, one at a time.
Dec 13: request senior exemption for world religion final and turn it in to office Dec 14: ACTs Dec 17: Japanese final exam Dec 18: English final (8:30 am room 3) Dec 19: should be no school - driving test? LotR? Dec 20: government final (8:30 am)
And then sometimes, you remember that the important things aren't the most important things. And you just remember to be happy with what you've got, and just be glad that you only messed up on something that you can brush off after some crying and pouting.
Sometimes, I forget how lucky I am to have the most wonderful best friend in the world. I fell into the sky @ 11:02 p.m.
Wednesday, December 11, 2002
One theater audition: Check. Decent.
One dance audition: Check. Crappy, but with cartwheels.
One music audition: ......
Meimi: *making horrified faces at the sounds coming out of own mouth* Mr. Y: ......um. Everyone: ......... Meimi: ...... (FUCK. FUCK. FUCK. FUCK. FUCK. FUCK...) Mr. Y: ...I think we got started off on the wrong foot. Would you please do that again?
So then I sang again, and it was much better. But that doesn't change the horror of the start.
I feel miserable. Miserable. Miserable.
Then I went to Ali's house and we tried to cheer me up in the usual way.
Computer screen:"Did you know that the blood of a Slayer is a powerful aphrodisiac?" Meimi/Ali: *in perfect unison* No, because you just made that up.
So...yeah. Not the best day, obviously. I'm not happy with myself, I'm not a good singer but I'm not bad, either, and I..just...ugh. I always screw up the most important things. I think I'll go drown in self-loathing now. Maybe cry some of it out.
English paper status: 1477 words to go. More than halfway done. Joy. I fell into the sky @ 08:55 p.m.
Tuesday, December 10, 2002
Doing my own presentation turned out to be a breeze (though the pictures I drew were a little rushed - I did one of Yuki that turned out excellently though). The hard part was watching other presentations.
If you've stuck it through for a year of college Japanese and somehow think that "wa" is the only sentence particle that exists...lord, I can't even begin to explain it. I had to sit through a struggling introduction of the Nadesico cast and their hobbies, with mixed sentence structure and no sign of "ga" "wo" or "de". Anywhere. The other presentations, while actually demonstrating proper usage of the language, bored me to tears.
I finished off the evening by standing out in the freezing cold talking to my friend Sarah. For a half hour. And skipping language lab altogether to go home early. It wasn't a smart move, but...it wasn't a bad day.
Except for the dance auditions. I felt like weeping. I have no coordination to start with, but the teacher made it doubly hard. She demonstrated all the dance sequences lightning-fast for the first group - and then never did them again. I was in the third group, trying to remember something I probably couldn't have done if she had demonstrated for our group. But, I did find out that even after about six years, I can still do cartwheels. After a truly horrible audition, I tried to redeem myself with that. Everyone applauded. I think it was out of deep pity, but oh well. I fell into the sky @ 09:51 p.m.
Tuesday, December 10, 2002
Putting together a five minute Japanese oral presentation on...
Fruits Basket!
I meant to print off many screencaps to illustrate my points, but unfortunately completely forgot. So now I'm drawing many, many pages of full-color illustrations (except they, um, need color). And not doing my homework due next period. And not doing my English paper.
Don't laugh; it's a difficult matter to dumb Furuba down enough to explain with only Japanese II vocabulary. I'm forcing Ali to listen to my speech as it goes, and she mocked me and said I sounded like one of those recap announcers on anime series. ("...Kyou wa Yuki no koto ga kirai. Sono futari wa itsumademo kenka wo shimashita. DEMO, Tooru wa sono futari no kenka wo tomeru to shita TOKI...!!!! Yuki-tachi wa minna DOUBUTSU ni narimashita...!!")
In addition to the color illustrations, I plan on borrowing the CD player to play "For Fruits Basket" in the background.
My English teacher managed to insult my intelligence yesterday in front of most of my class. Last night was the best time to work on my paper, but. I really wasn't in the mood. She struck me completely speechless when she was rude to me, and I wish I had said something. I didn't feel anything until I walked back to my seat, and then I actually screamed at anyone who thought it would be helpful to make things worse. I was actually shaking, I was so furious, and I was holding back tears. Not because she actually hurt me, but because I was so furious I was almost crying.
But, the end of the day was really good. I had given up hope on my birthday package from Les ever arriving - and it finally turned up in my mailbox yesterday ^^ Five CDs of anime, a gorgeous Tokyo Babylon postcard book (!!!!), and a drawing of a "bondage go stone". Life doesn't get much nicer than that. I fell into the sky @ 09:20 a.m.
Sunday, December 8, 2002
I examined my schedule again, and noted that one thing my week does not have time for was...well, anything at all, really. But especially my English term paper. I'm kind of worried now. But the nice thing about English papers is that you can construct really lengthy paragraphs of rambling that only function to make wordcounts go up. I haven't really started working hard at that yet, but then I haven't really done any research yet, either. I figure about seven hundred more words, maybe, of things I actually learned this year. Then throw in about a thousand words of research information, possibly including extremely lengthy quotes. And about three or four hundred words of add-in rambling sentences. Possibly more.
Right. One thousand words down, two thousand to go. Let's see how this goes. If I write five hundred a night, I'm good.
I hate teachers that are clever enough to give you word counts in assignments. When it's pages, you can skip lots of lines between titles and space paragraphs longer than they need to be. And things like that. I fell into the sky @ 10:50 p.m.
Sunday, December 8, 2002
Meia: Oh. Um. Definite typo since it was meant to be Lupin/Sirius, but last night I got mixed up and wrote Lucius/Sirius (which sounds cute and rhyme-y! except it's not. cute, that is) once, so typos could be worse. Should...go fix that now. I fell into the sky @ 10:43 p.m.
Sunday, December 8, 2002
Dec 7:SATs Dec 8:finish world religions project Dec 9:government test, dentist appointment Dec 10:scholarship due, spring musical dance auditions, oral presentation due in Japanese class Dec 11:spring musical theater/song audition Dec 12:CSF forms due Dec 13:Christmas collection donations due for government, CSF, world religions. English term paper due. Dec 14: ACTs Dec 17: Japanese final exam Dec 18: English final (8:30 am) Dec 19: should be no school - driving test? LotR? Dec 20: government final (8:30 am)
Notes to self: set up college interview and driving test at DMV.
And now for everyone's amusement, random quotes from Les and me. Reminding everyone that the only HP slash I care for is Remus/Sirius- but really, the rest of the cast just keeps getting worse. I can't help myself. XD
Meimi: There will be no mental images of Voldemort x Lucius. Because that would be bad. Les: No no, still stuck on SnapexLucius. . . and that scene at the end where they're in the water and Snape would be holding Lucius saying, "You're going to live...and have lots of...babies...who will also be gay..."
Meimi: ..........but James doesn't swing that way, so what's the fun in that? Les: Naw, but the really straight guys are the ones who have the most fun pretending to be gay. He'd dress up just to be amused with Sirius and Lupin. Meimi: ......and occasionally have pretend gay threesomes? Les: O.o Les: er. . .yes? Meimi: Well. Then that makes sense now.
Meimi: Come to think of what the story tells about the Death Eaters in general, doesn't it all seem ridiculous? I suspect it's all just one big coverup for ex-Slytherins in the closet to flounce around in masks and hoods during all the gay sex. Les: O.O Meimi: *niko*
Les:
O.o
Lucius: Draco?
Draco: Yes father?
Lucius: No son of mine is going to be bottom to a Potter, so I've bought you and your team the newest, sleekest, hardest model of broom. Learn to ride it well, and you'll be a top in no time. Meimi: ....... Les: He practices often, I expect. Dear child. Meimi: ..."no son of mine is going to be bottom to a Potter"? Les: ? Les: O.O Les: I didn't actually intend that one. Meimi: ...... XDXDXD I fell into the sky @ 02:18 p.m.
Thursday, December 5, 2002
Calm. Right. No.
I usually can keep pretty good track of my life. I now have a little notepad I'm carrying around to tell me everything I need to do for the next two weeks.
The list keeps growing.
I'm looking forward to January when things should slow down. Marginally. I fell into the sky @ 01:25 p.m.
Wednesday, December 4, 2002
np: On the Bound - Fiona Apple
I wish to do...unspeakable things to my art teacher. I'm thinking of things I'd like to do, but none of them seem quite violent enough to satisfy my all-encompassing FURY.
I was having a really nice day, and just now I sat down and replayed everything in my head, and suddenly I'm furious.
After being bitched out for three years if I stayed moments after the bell, a bit delayed in cleaning up supplies and such; being snarled as though I was an inconsiderate brat who had no respect for other peoples' valuable time...
"Oh, everybody, look at her. She stays till after the bell every day. Such an amazing degree of dedication to the subject and her work."
This said to her as I stood near the door with it cracked open, so I would be able to bolt upon the bell as not to waste her FUCKING. PRECIOUS. TIME.
You know, it's the small things like that. Very small. But they set me off. The worst thing is that they don't just make me hate my teacher, they make me jealous. I feel like fate is playing games with me.
Right. My mom has seen maybe four Buffy episodes past the second season.
Mom: She LO-VES him. Meimi: No, mom. She hates him. She really, really hates him. Mom: *desperately* No, no! That's just an act! Any fool could tell that Buffy is madly attracted to Spike! I want them to get MA-RRIED!
The good news: My English paper is not due until next Friday. Yay, another weekend to procrastinate!!
The BAD news: My world religions paper/interview/site visit is due Wednesday. Apparently my teacher announced the due date when I was sick, and neglected to tell me about it later.
No need for panic, of course; luckily she was very understanding. I explained the situation to her very politely, and we very politely tried to shove the blame back and forth on each other. Then she very politely gave me an extension with no set date. Luckily, I picked Lutheranism as my project topic, and could you really get any easier than that? I wrote most of the paper portion during a shortened free block today. ^^;
Ingrid, tempting as it sounds, my mother is losing her mind at the idea of my trotting across my own country, much less going off to another one. I fell into the sky @ 09:22 p.m.
Monday, December 2, 2002
My UC and CSU applications are done. The whole concept is just hitting me. Yay. Of course it's not as though I'm done, but is fine.
I swore I would write at least a thousand words on my English essay last night. Instead I stayed up till one AM watching TV. Not good. Will pay for this later in the week, possibly with an all-nighter. I fell into the sky @ 09:03 a.m.
Sunday, December 1, 2002
np: Full of Grace - Sarah McLachlan
After mapping out my schedule for the next few weeks, I belatedly realized that my life did not allow for Christmas shopping. So I blew about fifty dollars today, only taking care of three people.
Admittedly bought something for myself as well (I really wish I had a selfless streak in me). I found a (wildly expensive considering the size) commentary on Buffy. With rambles about feminism and the Deeper Meanings and all that kind of thing. I generally adore that kind of thing...the chapters are all written by different people, though. Some are pretty good, but I had to quietly close the book when I came to the chapter on feminism. With the claim that the moment in the first episode of the series when Xander discovers Buffy's stake was, in actuality, some wild symbolism about stake = phallic symbol and it is Buffy's magical symbol of power she wields over males and Xander will never have it, ha, insignificant man!
Um. Yeah. The rest of the book was okay, but not many new ideas or conclusions I hadn't arrived at by myself. I fell into the sky @ 08:32 p.m.
layout Mamoru and Toshi from Bound. Kind of looks like she shut him up by suprise, huh. ^^;; Love love love these two. Lyrics from A Thousand Miles by Vanessa Carlton.
