ferinough: (arashi: sho and aiba believe)
These are the things that you hear on television when the only thing your roommate chooses to watch is Comedy Central (with special appearances by Animal Planet if she's in a mood, but I've watched a show about different dog breeds like 12 times and I'd really like some Jon and Kate Plus Eight about now, SHIT MAN SHIT).

On most days I find her company enjoyable. She laughs at my bad jokes, at the very least. But she is asleep more often than she is awake and for this reason I deny her existence. I think she must be a creation of my masochistic mind --

BECAUSE THAT FUCKING IMAGINARY WHORE ATE MY PIZZA AND CHEESY BREAD. I WANT IT BACK FROM NEVERLAND BEFORE I'VE GOT TO TAKE THIS FIGHT OUTSIDE (MY SPECIAL BUBBLE OF SUNSHINE AND RAINBOWS AND NON-REALITY).

We share pizza. It's just nice to do so, you know? But when it's her turn to buy pizza, I take 2 slices at most. This time I purchased, I've been wanting it, and you know what? I even prepared ahead of time to stake my claim. I ordered it while she was sleeping. Because generally she doesn't wake up until... 10 pm? I ORDERED IT AT SIX. And she conveniently woke up right when it arrived.

MY ROOMMATE IS A ROBOT WITH FOOD ENVY.

She woke up, ate five slices and 2/3 of the cheesy bread. My heart is broken you guys. No really, fix this for me I'm dead inside.

But at least I found a check for $1,500 in the mail today because my college made me pay too much for tuition. I'm taking it to the bank and putting the majority in savings. Also, I'm looking into doing the Disney College Program for the summer. Only issue is they haven't come to my school, I'm not all that sure I'd end up somewhere decent (because as a "cast member" I could still be flipping burgers and I have a fear of being employed in this way), and WHAT IF I DON'T HAVE INTERNET?

Sadly, my first concern with that was, "I have to write 1500 word porn by June 21st~"

My liiiiiiiiiife. D:

★ HAPPY BIRTHDAY [livejournal.com profile] gimmick_game!! ❤

PS: I haven't put any shiny pictures or videos or anything in here lately. OMG, don't defriend me all of yooooou. Here's something?



WHY YES NINO, I WOULD LIKE TO TAKE A RIDE IN YOUR VAN.
No really, kidnap me, I'm totally fine with this. *_*
ferinough: (Pocahontas: 1607!!!)
I don't know if I've mentioned this up to now, but life is very, very strange here. Sometimes in ways that make me wonder if I've made the right decision, but most of the time the random occurrences are the things that make it better.

I now live in a place that makes me sing Pocahontas songs on a regular basis - THERE ARE GRANDMOTHER WILLOWS AND EVERYTHING... this is probably because I'm like... 2 feet from Jamestown... )

Which brings me to this morning. I went to bed early for once, got up around 9 am to study a little bit more for a phonetics test, and my roommate leaves to go to the bathroom. When she comes back in, she's holding flowers, and says, "These were outside the door for you." Obviously a nice surprise, I figured they were from Kyle or something since he's the only person I know here, but there was a note with it. A note that said it was from some kind of Order.

I looked up everything I could think of, but there was no information on this at all. It's not even one of the secret societies that this college has, and there are like 5 or so of those. When I texted Kyle, he said he had no clue. Either he DOES have a clue and he's sneaky, or he really doesn't and it makes this even WEIRDER. Either way, they are very pretty.

the flowers and the note )



MONEY WELL SPENT. ♥ Aibungee has given me no trouble thus far.


And then... I took some pictures around campus recently and I thought I'd post them here. Quick facts about them: There is this bridge that has a superstition around it, where if you kiss someone walking over it you'll marry them, and you walk over alone you'll be alone forever. Thomas Jefferson seems to follow me everywhere I go. The first picture is my dorm building, one of these buildings is one of the oldest college buildings in the country (this is the second oldest college, after Harvard), and the sunken gardens have no flowers, just space to frolic or what have you.

FOR GLORY, GOD, AND GOLD AND THE VIRGINIA COMPANY! )
ferinough: (stardust: save you)
So, this might seem... out of the blue, and given the hour I may just be moody, but for the first time I feel completely unprepared for what's ahead.

I'm supposed to be moving in on Friday. Except, I made a mistake, there was a misunderstanding, and now I'm not so sure I have a room at all!

I have no classes. Every class I wanted to take is full, of course, as a transfer I'm last to choose. But waiting a full year to return to my Japanese studies? NEXT Spring? That would be totally pointless. I have one class registered and, irony of ironies, it's about adapting books to film. A SCREENWRITING RELATED CLASS. WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH ME? Why was that the only one open?

I don't know the campus. I'm struggling to fill out forms. I only have a few credits transferred and they are screwing around with the rest. Do I need to send them more information? They didn't ask for a thing. Why aren't they communicating with me? Why do I feel so horribly lost?

It's like I'm failing before I've even started, and I'm just not used to this. I thought this was a change for the better, something I absolutely needed to do, and now all I sense is danger. I'm panicking. Why am I, someone with straight A's from college and plenty of determination, left without an idea of what to do - full of potential but no clue where to go?

I both hate and desperately need help.

It sucks.

[Edit]: And then, at an even weirder time, I get a message from that friend I knew when I was 12 and he says to call. He says he's stoked. And it's actually kind of hilarious how much better I feel.

Still unsure, but... how bizarre is this?
ferinough: (unending pants)
I have to admit, as much as I love the idea of going to a new school and getting a fresh start? It kind of makes me sick to my stomach to see my credits disappearing.

I had 60. So far, though the majority of my classes are in review (all of my screenwriting and film classes - my life for a year!), they've transferred over...

13.

3 credit hours each for my A+ in Physics became 2.6 hours and a grade of T. T for Transfer, no more A for... I got straight A's in college and am really proud.

ONLY ONE ENGLISH CLASS COUNTED SO FAR! Why?

It's distressing, I'm telling you. I'm trying not to think about it. Trying very, very hard not to think about it.
ferinough: (hyd: settle the score)
Things have been relatively calm around here, aside from my uterus declaring war on my body and my tendency to eat foods I know I shouldn't, and thus I have neglected to write much at all. It's kind of nice to not feel the need to escape from anything for awhile, no urge to vent, keeping my massive amounts of fangirling to myself for a change.

But I can't hold out for long because I'm incredibly self-absorbed. Also I just love to write. I'm weirdly soothed now by the sounds of typing now, that formed over years of continuously doing so. I am slowly beginning to realize I will be in need of glasses or contacts soon.

For Christmas I received: cute new clothes, shoes, and a purse. A portable keyboard, one that's smaller than the one at the house, so I can bring it with me to college and play my new piano music books - continuing to teach myself to play in replacement of my marimba days. A Ninomiya Kazunari Photobook and 2 Japanese Magazines (Potato w/ Arashi and Tokion with Nino and the BRIGHT PINK PANTS and swollen lower lip... sexayyy). Candide entirely in French... and... Mamma Mia and You've Got Mail on DVD. Oh, and a pineapple in my stocking instead of candy because I seriously asked for it to be so.

My family stayed up until midnight last night playing rock band, today we mostly lounged, and I was super excited to watch the Hana Yori Dango Final again today with Erin, because it's incredibly satisfying and makes me giddy and Domyouji will always be my one true love.

Things to Do -

1. Get my William & Mary account working, get housing (pllleeeeeaaasseee), talk with the new advisor, pick a major (Literary & Cultural Arts?), pray for majority of those 62 credit hours to transfer.

2. Find a drama not yet watched and finish the season before return to school. WHOO.

3. Exercise.

4. Stop sucking at Poupee girl and get some damn ribbons.

5. Finish last few holiday ficlets.

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