| Thursday, September 30th, 2004 |
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... oh, I forgot to mention. Our school lost electricity this morning so I had a wonderful time trying to make my way down several flights of stairs in pitch darkness. I had numerous nerve-wracking moments where I thought I was going to plunge head-first down the stairwell. Wheeeeee!! The excitement never stops here at NSCAD! I. Want. Sleep.... |
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Today has been a bad day for so many reasons. I just threw out a bunch of computer print outs and realized too late that I threw out the papers that I was actually supposed to keep and kept the ones that I was supposed to throw away. Now I have to go do a bunch of work again because I'm a huge freaking moron which means I'll likely be at the school until six or so tonight. Urgh. I'm so overtired. I'm hungry and I have a headache and I'm cranky and FUCK! |
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| Wednesday, September 29th, 2004 |
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I've discovered how to download games on my cell phone. (not a good thing) I was up until 3am playing Freecell last night. I'm sure my roommate appreciated the loud cursing every time I lost or had to start a new game. Mind you, she probably couldn't hear me anyway on account of the really loud sex noises coming from the apartment above us. I've decided that the people who live above us are: Oh, and on the bus today (while playing Freecell - it's a sickness) I overheard two boys with long hair, tattoos and skateboards discussing US politics. I was actually impressed by their knowledge. They seemed very informed and mature about the whole thing. But of course, I had to laugh when one of them said, "I swear to God, if Bush wins again I'm going to send him a letter bomb and then light myself on fire." ...right. |
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content.| Tuesday, September 28th, 2004 |
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I'm beginning to seriously believe that I was either struck by a car in my past life or I'm going to die from a car crash in this one. I have so many creepy feelings when I cross the street and there have been several times when I'm in the middle of an intersection and I can recall or picture myself with 100% clarity being struck by a car, flying up over the hood and landing in the street. It's vivid. Screeching tires, screaming people, snapping bones, breaking glass, the whole thing. It happens all the time. Maybe I just have an overactive imagination or something.... but I have these little 'visions' all the time. They're so clear that I can feel the pavement under my face when I land. Even freakier: My mother (the kook that she is) has gone to multiple fortune tellers in the past and I can remember several occasions that they've told her that her youngest son (me) will be involved in a car accident. So... that's pleasant. |
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| Monday, September 27th, 2004 |
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I mentioned posting pictures from the party on Saturday... and I was just going to post a link to ![[info]](http://library.vu.edu.pk/cgi-bin/nph-proxy.cgi/000100A/http/web.archive.org/web/20041001072607im_/http:/=2fstat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} bartok's entry but he has it set to "friends only"... so I'm going to have to selectfully re-post some of the pics. Also, I'm just going to keep his captions because they're a lot more entertaining than anything I could come up with. ( PICTURES ) Last night was hell. (I'm going to make a filtered entry about it soon) but I'm feeling better this morning. It's funny what a happy email can do to cure my foul moods. If only an email could cure the lingering pain in my body from Saturday's dance class. I seriously can barely move. |
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| Sunday, September 26th, 2004 |
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I'm in pain. Lots of it. My knees are bruised and the tops of my feet are pretty beat up as well. Don't forget the throbbing back pain and sore thighs. Dancing is fun fo' sure. :) I'm going to have to purchase knee pads for next week if I'm going to continue doing the skanky (but wicked) choreography. After class I went to a surprise going away (good riddance) party for bartok and ebola_canukius. They're moving to New Zeland soon and we were celebrating. ;) I'll admit that I'll miss them when they're gone... but I can still act like I won't.Anyway, I'm sure there will be more photo-whoring soon since Phil took a retarded amount of pictures last night. Oh, and after the party we went to the bar for a little while and I as hit on by a large drag queen named "Boom Boom" who thought I was cute because I was a 'country bumpkin' apparently. She/he couldn't keep her/his hands off my butt and I was a little uncomfortable... but flattered. :) I must say, "Boom Boom had nice hair. |
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| Friday, September 24th, 2004 |
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So, I was inspired by nerdonamission to learn to use Illustrator and this is basically my first attempt at it. Don't laugh at the deformities. :) |
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I feel like I'm going through menopause or something. My moods are so random lately. One minute I've having the time of my life and the next I'm horribly depressed and miserable. I'm like a cranky old woman. I was told today that my bitchy facial expressions are enjoyable and 'make the day' of someone in my class. I'm thrilled that my snotty ways are causing happiness in others. :) I began learning the new dance for my class tomorrow. It's. Freaking. Awesome. I'm so excited. It's "Move Your Body" by Tyra Banks and it's really skanky. There's a part where everyone collapses to the floor and does this grinding/rubbing/writhing/pumping thing and it's hot. :) I'm so queer. And now I'm going home to spend a lovely night alone and bored in my dreary apartment. Much fun. Life is grand huh? |
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moody.| Wednesday, September 22nd, 2004 |
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Does anyone know what font this is? I need the exact font and everytime I think I know what it is, it's not... UPDATE: Found it. Frutiger-Roman. Thrilling |
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I'm thinking about taking my nipple ring out. I was looking at it last night and I realized that it makes me look lopsided. Maybe I should just get the other one pierced as well... I don't know. I'm not sure I like it anymore. I was thinking last night about my friendships. There are very few people who I feel completely comfortable around and the majority of them are in Amherst. I have a large group of friends in Halifax but I'm not very close to many of them... and to be honest, there are certain people I call my friends that I don't even like very much. I feel like I'm constantly trying to be somebody else in order to make some of these relationships work and I don't think it's worth the effort. I just miss that sense of support and love that comes from being surrounded by my true friends. I miss being able to say and do whatever I want without fearing the response I'll get. I especially miss the care-free nature of my friendships back home. There's no stress involved. We can just enjoy each other's company. Here, there seems to be so much drama surrounding every person I know that it's damn near impossible to have a good time anymore. And I think I may have met a boy. Named Robbie. From Club Monaco. With nice hair. AND HE'S SHORT! (I like short boys) But, you know, this will likely go nowhere so I'm not excited yet. |
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curious.| Tuesday, September 21st, 2004 |
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I'm currently carrying around $800 in my messenger bag. That's two months rent. Knowing my luck, today will be the day I get mugged. I soooo need to start using cheques. Or possibly, I sooo need to convince my stupid roommate to use Internet banking which would make this process ten times easier and a lot less stressful. In other news... oh who am I kidding. |
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SO. I went to bed at nine o'clock last night and slept until eight this morning. I think all the extra sleep had some negative effects on me, however, because this morning was one of the worst I've ever had. I think I do better when I'm over tired. From now on, maybe I'll just continue with sleep deprivation. |
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lonely.| Monday, September 20th, 2004 |
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My body hurts. I'm not sure if it's because of the dance class on Saturday or if I haven't been sleeping right, or a combination of both. All I know is the muscles (ha ha yeah right) in my legs and back are aching something terrible. The dance class was pretty cool though. It's such an intense workout. The whole class was soaked in sweat by the end of it and despite the ick factor, it's a good feeling. I think we're doing some choreography to a Tyra Banks song this week... when did Tyra Banks start singing? The rest of my weekend was pretty enjoyable. Went to a party, saw a movie, went to the Market, etc etc. bartok posted some pictures from the party on Friday and because I'm so vain, I'm going to repost some of the better ones in here. I'll leave out the ones where I look like I'm crying or drunk off my ass. (neither of which is the case)( PICTURES ) |
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| Saturday, September 18th, 2004 |
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I'm going to dance class in about fifteen minutes. I'm so drained that I'm sure my moves will be quite impressive. I'm exhausted all the time lately. I think I just need a day of sleep. In other news... things are good for the most part. I don't choose to elaborate. I think that when I'm in a good mood I should just accept it and enjoy it while it lasts. Good moods are so fleeting lately. Tah. |
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| Friday, September 17th, 2004 |
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My design teacher said this morning: "I like analogies because they start with anal...and anal is a good place to start.... I mean being picky... not being.... oh no." :) And class was a joke as usual. The teacher is so fucking stupid. He gave us two hours of break time. Jay, Robyn, Leah, and I had enough time to go shopping. We bought clothing and booze. |
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| Thursday, September 16th, 2004 |
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I just spent two hours working on an assignment in illustrator. Suddenly the computer crashes... and I haven't saved. Two. Hours. Gone. I'm going home. |
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I adore Nineteenth Century Art History. The professor looks like Richard Gere and he's just crazy enough to make him fun. Plus, he's very intelligent and he makes me interested in the art which is quite an achievement. My favorite thing I learned today was that homosexuality was being used as an insult way back in the 1700's. We saw a painting by Vigee-Lebrun of Marie-Antoinette and her three children. It was painted to show the public that she was a caring and nurturing individual who deserved praise. However, the next slide we saw was used as a form of propaganda against her. It showed Miss Marie with her fingers in the naughty place of another female. *gasp* The scandal. Next E!True Hollywood Story. Marie-Antoinette, the secret life. |
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I really wish I could have just stayed in bed this morning. I'm drained. I was on the bus until after ten last night and when I got home I had to clean the apartment again because Laura isn't feeling well. Well, technically that's not an excuse because even when she is feeling well, I clean the apartment. ANYWAY. There were plates of soggy sushi on the coffee table and the kitchen was a disaster. *yawn* My eyes are on fire. I only have one class today and I really wish I could just go home afterward and sleep but I'm going to spend my afternoon in the library doing research for an essay. I hate trying to find books. I wish I could just use Internet sources. I need coffee... and I don't even drink coffee which should be some indication of how badly I need a pick-me-up right now. ...and I also want to say that I miss lovecraft a lot. :(
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| Wednesday, September 15th, 2004 |
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So yesterday was... unpleasant, and in an effort to cheer myself up, I went shopping. BAD JARED! I was doing so well with holding off on the reckless spending. I bought a pair of pants from Le Chateau, a shirt from Club Monaco, a sweater from the Gap, and a new pair of black shoes from Payless. It was because I needed all this stuff. The pants were tan and I only had tan shoes, so I had to buy shoes that I could wear with them. I bought the sweater because I've been looking for a blue V-neck for a while and it was on sale... but then I realized that none of the dress shirts I owned would match the V-neck, so I had to buy a new blue dress shirt.... and I'm not fooling anyone. Basically, I went crazy. I think I may have to take the pants back, however, because they're like eight inches two long in the leg and I don't want to pay another $40 to get them hemmed. That would make them $120 pants and I'm pretty sure I could buy another pair for less. Oh, and I also bought a new black chair for my bedroom because I was finding it hard to read in bed. I'm ashamed, but I feel better. :) I figure, there are few things that make me happy these days, so if spending money will do the trick, why not? |
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| Tuesday, September 14th, 2004 |
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I sleep with my window open and today I was greeted with the wonderful sounds of feline fighting from the wooded area behind my apartment. This was at five o'clock in the morning, mind you. It made me think of Amherst... and how I don't miss the cats. I can already tell that this semester is going to be rough. I have four exams and the material is so dry. It's excrutiating to read the text books. However, if I read a page two or three times, I'm able to make sense of most of it and actually understand what I'm reading. I think I would enjoy it a lot more if the text wasn't written in 1750 and so needlessly complicated. (I'm just dumb) I read fifteen pages about the difference between liberal and mechanical arts and the benefits of each and I only took a page and a half of hand-written notes. (uh-oh) I banged my right knee this morning while getting on the bus and now it pops with every step I take. Wonderful. I'm falling apart, I swear to God. And... I'm lonely. :( |
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