Day 120

Blarg. I'm back at the apartment.

It's so cold here! I was wondering why it was so cold in my living room, and then I realized the thermostat was set to cool instead of heat. So I turned it to heat, and I started smelling smoke. And to top it all off, the OTHER smoke alarm started beeping for low battery. So I turned my heater back off and went to the store for batteries. Sigh. And now the heater's on, and it's all good. So. Tired. And way too much to do.

Day 119

Going home in a few hours... maybe... I still don't know if I wanna go home today. But I'll have to leave early tomorrow if I decide to stay. Meh. Got a lot of stuff I need to bring back with me. There's my ps2 and a dance pad (I wanna lose a bit of weight T_T), some foodage most likely, a dress and a few accessories, a box of dishes and a box of dvds... Meh. And prolly gonna swipe some of Kai's DVDs. Should be fun.

Day 118

YAY! It is now officially Christmas season. Why, you ask? Because the TREE IS UP! So happeh. Got my ornaments on it and all that. I'm collecting a few sets from Hallmark. There's one with these really pretty angels, another one with flower fairies, and a series with little gingerbread houses that light up! Kai collects puppy love ornaments, she has like a bajillion.

Having good food tonight for dinner. But the fact that I'll have to go back to school soon worries me. I don't wanna go! I wanna stay here in my house, with Mom and Daddy. I don't wanna go back to that apartment where I'm all by myself!

Oh, and Sophie has to stay in Dallas for the rest of the semester... She's gotten even more melon-shaped, and now is classified as obese, the poor fluffy thing. It's very sad, and my poor Toby will be all alone during the day T_T. But it's for the best, I think.

Day 117

Belated update. Was Black Friday, had to wake up at 3:45. Sleep schedule was off the entire day. Went to Cokersan's house for a party. Watched Citizen Kane, Beetlejuice and Chicago. Night well spent.

Day 116

Ten things I am thankful for

1. My family is the kind that thrives on making fun of each other

2. My dog is the bestest doggie evars.

3. I go to the best school in the world (whoop!)

4. I'm not lactose intolerant or allergic to any kind of food

5. I'm home

6. I'm healthy

7. I'm doing well in (most of) my classes

8. I have friends

9. I had an AWESOME lunch

10. I can go to sleep whenever I want to.


Unfortunately, my mother is the kind who will wake up at OMG o'clock and do 85% of her Christmas shopping tomorrow morning. And I'm being made to go with her. So that ought to be lovely. kthxbai.

Day 115

Ah. Lovely day to do nothing. Went to the mall, came home, had lonche, and then had gelato with VAD and BS. Went to a playground and played hide and seek, then played dinosaur soccer, which is basically flailing around and trying to kick the ball to each other without failing. Very fun.

Day 114

I'm home!

And already I've had awesome food, made fun of my parents, laughed so hard I nearly peed myself, and settled in. It's always nice going home <3

Tomorrow I have nothing to do. So that's just what I'm gonna do! I'm gonna drift around town on the wind. Maybe find an antique shop somewhere. I think I know of one. Sounds like a fun place to go tomorrow.

No schoolwork. Just relaxing. I've been way too stressed lately. I need a break.

Day 113

*straaaaaayche*

Ah, I is sleepers. So I won't update. Neener neener neener.

Day 112

Did nothing today. Watched a movie with some friends, bought a new scarf, wrote a paper. Blarg. There's something in my eye that won't go away, and it makes me mad. I tried flushing my eye with contact solution, but to no avail. My left eye is absolutely red right now.

Search for the Next Iron Chef has its finale tonight. GO CHEF GARCES!

Day 111

OH HAI

A bit late for an entry, I know. But it's my blag, so meh.

Too tired, so this is my entry. HA.

Day 110

Well, my back seems to be better, so I don't think i'm gonna go to the doc-in-the-box today. Wouldn't have time anyway. Meh. One more class, then it's WEEKEND HO!!! Very happy about that. And then Monday... then Tuesday... then on Tuesday afternoon I can go home for Thanksgiving break! Yays. Looking forward to having real food, mostdef.

Oh, did I tell you? I now have a ticket for the A&M Yule Ball! I'm really excited about that. But I'm torn about what I should wear. I have this long, slinky-ish silver dress I wore to prom, and I also have this new red dress that is also very pretty.

Today before Lab, during my usual game of Stairwell Marco Polo, I was talking with my classmates about what we would be if we weren't at A&M. One would be pre-med, one would be doing something with art. I would be an opera singer. It sounds silly, but oh well. That's my dream.

Day 109

Well, last night around 11 I tried to sit up in bed, but I got a sudden feeling as though someone had plunged a red-hot poker into my spine and was twisting it whenever I moved. So I spent around 20 minutes crying and trying to get out of bed, and then about twenty more minutes crawling into the living room to get my cell phone, crawling into Kai's room to call Mom and see if I needed an ambulance, then crawling back into my room and getting back in bed. Mom says it's a back spasm or something. My back's been hurting since before the semester started in August, but at its worst it only made me pause a bit and cringe. Last night, however, I was sobbing. So that seems to say that I should get my back checked out. It used to only hurt when I moved a certain way. Now it's a constant throbbing.

I was supposed to meet with my bio anth professor today. So I got to her office ten minutes early (it HAD to be her office... Her name was on the door, and there were pictures of her and the monkey she discovered and article clippings about it all over the place). I knocked on her door, but there was no answer. I realized that she probably was on lunch break, so I waited until the scheduled time, then knocked on the door again. Still no answer. I waited another ten minutes, then knocked again. Nothing. I was going to call her, but the number she gave on the syllabus has no area code. So I'm going to email her again and be all 'wtf', except a BIT more polite...

After Naut Arch, I think I"m going to head by Target and pick up some icy-hot things, maybe that'll help. I don't want to go to doc-in-the-box if I can help it.

Day 108

Too tired to make a real post. Been having feelings of impending doom all day. Joy.

Day 108

Went to see the meteor shower last night. Got to Lake Bryan a little after 2, I think. Only one person out of the fifteen there had a flashlight, and it was muddy. But someone brought a lot of cardboard boxes to flatten out and lay on. So, there I was, bundled up yet freezing cold and laying flat on the ground (which my back did NOT like one bit), and staring up at bajillions of little bitty points of light. None of which were moving. So, here's how the next 45 minutes went:

I would see something that may have been a shooting star out of the corner of my eye, and look over toward it. Nothing moved. And then, everyone else would gasp and ooh and ahh over the meteor they just saw. But of course, I was looking over in the other direction, so I didn't get to see it. Don't get me wrong, it was very very beautiful, and I'm glad I went. But I was underwhelmed. I was expecting meteors at the frequency of popcorn in the microwave, you know? Meh. Been functioning on two hours of sleep, so I'm tired.

Day 107

I am painfully shy. Went to dinner with Kai, and started talking about boys. There's this boy in my Japanese class, and I think he's really cool, but I don't even know his name. Good-looking guys terrify me. I'm always afraid they already have girlfriends, or that they don't want to talk to me because I'm not pretty. And I'm scared I'll say or do something wrong, and they'll just think I'm stupid or strange, and ignore me. My lovelife is, well, not really a life at all. I've told guys I've liked them, but they either move away, turn out to be gay, turn out to be total jerks, ask out my twin sister a week later, or start to ignore me. So now, I'm just too scared to talk to anyone. I guess I'm scared of people in general. It's strange, isn't it, for a person to be terrified of people. But I'm so scared that they're all staring at me and judging me, labeling me as 'the fat girl of the group'. I mean, I know I'm not pretty, but when I even read what I just wrote... I feel really sad. I mean, truth be told, I'm probably all right, appearance-wise. But I feel ugly. And it makes me sad when I look in the mirror and see some fat girl looking back at me.

Day 106

grarglemargle.

Looks like this cough will be staying with me for some time, so I might as well stop being a lazy bum and haiku-ing every day.

I still have this very odd urge to make a souffle. Even though I've never made one before in my life... I've never even EATEN a souffle.

Tried to make tacos last night, but the tortillas puffed up like little birthday balloons, so I said 'aw, heck with it' and made nachos. At least I made the taco meat right. Bluh.

Had my usual weekend morning cabin fever, so I went to Michael's. I saw this AWESOME pendant/charm thingie with a blue-gray cameo and lots of gunmetal filigree. I think I might go out again tomorrow morning and find some complementary beads or something. It'd make a wonderful comb for my hair. Hairclips are pretty much all I can wear, since my hair is so short.

So, it's 80 degrees here today. I HATE IT SO MUCH. At least tomorrow will be cold. And by cold I mean low 60s. I will try to stay outside as much as possible. But on Tuesday it'll be warm again. I'm very sad about that. As much as I want to stay close to my parents when I finish school, I may have to move somewhere cold. It's a delicate balance. I don't want to be more than a three-hour drive from home. So that means Oklahoma is a good place. I just got a flash in my head about a flat in Scotland... that would be lovely... but way too far away. All this talk about cold weather is making me depressed.

Gonna go whip up some comfort food now. And by comfort food, I mean a grilled cheese sammich with tomato slices in the middle. Om noms.

Day 105

It's odd. When I'm sick
I have a strange urge to cook.
Want to try souffle.

Day 104

Very sick today.
From now on I shall haiku
whene'er I am ill.

Day 103

Gotta go real soon
to concert needed for class.
Bad grammar are fun.

Day 102

Now I have a cold.
Don't really want to update.
So here's a haiku.

Day 101

As I type this, I dread what I'm about to do.

I'm about to check the weather.

It's been unseasonably warm lately. I hate it. I want it to be COLD, dangit. I don't mean a bit nippy, I want it to be so cold my hands hurt if I'm not wearing gloves. I want the wind to strip the leaves from the trees, I want the sky to be angry and dark all day long. I don't want to wear T-shirts unless they're under hoodies or over long-sleeved shirts.

But, as my dear former English teacher Ms. Koenig always says:

"Well, I want to be Mrs. George Clooney, but we don't always get what we want."

Day 100

Well, here it is.

And, just as I suspected, it's not unlike any other day.

Woke up early, and spent the morning driving. Went to class, got back. Forgot to have lunch, I probably should have dinner sooner or later. Took the dogs on an extra-long walk because Mom said Sophie was getting fat(ter). Oh, and I feel awful. My head hurts, my contacts were irritating my eyes all day long, so now they're red and angry-looking, my stomach hurts, and I have a sore throat.

Don't you hate it when you're hungry, but nothing sounds good? Bluh. At times like these, I usually call someone and demand that they name types of food, so I can see if anything sounds good. There's something on the Internets that does that, right? I think it's Urbanspoon. Or I could just bug Kai on facebook.

Gah. It's cold in my apartment. And warm outside. I hate Texas weather.

Day 99

One thing I love about being home, if I haven't mentioned it already, is Daddy's cooking >w<. Not only does he grill and stuff, but every Sunday morning since before I can remember he has always made awesome pancakes. So, even if I hated my parents, I'd still come home whenever I wanted a good meal.

Kai's already gone back to CS. I'm heading out early tomorrow morning, so I can spend more time here.

All the time I've spent this weekend, even though I've been having a great time, I've had this little stress-bug gnawing at the pit of my stomach. I keep remembering all the things I have to do and all the reasons why I shouldn't be relaxing right now.

Made tacos for dinner. Now I know the proper technique, so I can make tacos whenever I want naow! yays.

This weekend was really nice. I don't wanna go back to school.

Day 98

Went shopping today. I now have all the Hallmark christmas ornaments I want, and I have this ADORABLE red dress that, amazingly enough, looks great on me! Daddy will be cooking out tonight, so all is good.

One nice about being home is that the trees are actually changing colors here! In College Station, most of the trees are live oaks, which never change. We have two trees in my backyard that are turning a really pretty shade of yellow, and there's my baby red oak... I spotted it in a flowerbed a few years ago when it was a few inches tall, and Daddy replanted it in the back yard. Now it's as tall as I am, and almost maroon (whoop!) I knew I liked that tree. It's my Charlie Brown tree :D.

Gonna go by Kroger and pick up a few things. KBAI~

Day 97

I have arrived in Dallas safely, and without Sophie. Don't worry, Kai is bringing her, it's just that she's in the proverbial doghouse for making a rather large mess on my carpet this morning. Grr arg.

And now I'm HOME!!! And we're gonna watch Teh Office on Hulu and have good food and awesome stuff.

On a different note, I'd like to bring attention to the tragedy that occurred yesterday at Fort Hood. My heart goes out to friends and family of the wounded and slain.

Day 96

Hard to believe that Day 100 is coming up so soon! Just realized I missed commemorating my three-month mark. Oh wells. Let's see... if today is day 96, then day 100 will be on Monday! It's kind of odd... I guess the one-year mark will be even odder.

Going home tomorrow. Not going to JP, so I'll be leaving the apartment after my lab, which will be 1:00 at the very latest. So I should be in Dallas by 3:30. That's really good, I think. The farther I am from rush hour, the better. In case you've never been to Dallas, it's a very complicated city. I don't even like to drive through downtown if I can help it. And rush hour is SO much worse. Bluh. I still have yet to pack. So meh.

OFFICE IS TONIGHT!!! So excited. I think I'm gonna see what the TV guide has to say about what's gonna happen tonight.

I look like such a druggie today. I woke up late with the WORST head cold ever. I completely missed my first class. I went to the mirror, and my hair was a mess and my eyes were so bloodshot it almost scared me. I didn't even DO anything! Maybe it's because my contacts are getting old and I need new ones. Maybe it's allergies. Anyway, I won't be wearing them for a while. Must remember NOT to bring my blue glasses home. They sit on my face crooked, and it drives Mom nuts, and she tries to fix it, which drives ME nuts. So I'll be taking my red pair. MUST REMEMBER!

Anywho, M and K are coming over tonight, and I need to straighten up and make cookies later. BAI~

Day 95

I just finished a 500 page book in three days. It was THAT good. It's called The Grand Tour, or The Purloined Coronation Regalia, and it's by Patricia Wrede and Caroline Stevermer. It's about these two girls, Cecy and Kate, and their husbands, James and Thomas, respectively. They just got married in this double wedding straight out of Jane Austen (It's set in the Regency era, coincidentally enough), and now they're on their honeymoon, or Grand Tour of Europe. And there's this mystery about missing stuff, and they keep running into the same people, and there's knitting. Oh, and Cecy and Thomas are wizards. I mean, it's not like Harry Potter magic, but it's pretty spiffy. I LOVED THIS BOOK. Turns out The Grand Tour is the second book Wrede and Stevermer have written. The first is called Sorcery and Cecilia. I wanted to read that one first, but Barnes and Noble didn't have it. I know, it's strange reading a series backwards, but oh well. I'm gonna see if I can find it when I go home this weekend.

In other news, Mythbusters is all new tonight! Can't wait!

Day 94

It doesn't matter where you live, you never think anything bad can happen in your neighborhood.

And then something happens.

I was coming home to walk the dogs, and I saw a man in a suit come walking up the path toward my apartment. He asked me if I lived around here, and I said yes. He then introduced himself as a detective. A girl in building 11 got robbed at gunpoint last night around 8. I didn't know anything had happened until he told me. I chose this apartment complex because I thought it was safe. I guess it is... I mean, she got robbed. There are worse things that can happen. All I know is, I'm not going to be going out after dark unless I have to.

Day 93

Gotta love procrastination.

Have an essay on Othello due tomorrow, and I wrote it today. I rewarded myself with going to Layne's. Their sauce is made of magic.

So, nothing much happened today. Go figure.

Day 92

Halloween Insane Dance Party was amazingly awesome happy fun times. Oh, and it was Toby's birthday yesterday! Back in '02, some people found him wandering around Fort Worth. So, it's been seven years since he was rescued, but he's around nine. Hard to believe, but he's a little old man! I dressed him as a fireman last night. He was spiffy <3.

I have been a zombie all day. No joke. I've been wanting a nap since I woke up this morning. But that's not gonna happen. It's too late in the day. When I was growing up, my parents made a rule that if it's after 4, no naps, or you won't be able to sleep at night. So I can't nap, it's been ingrained in my head. I have an essay that's due on Tuesday... I managed to kludge together about a third of it, and I'll tackle the rest tomorrow. I have time.

Have you ever been so tired that you just feel heavy? Like even holding your head up takes effort? Bluh.