I Did A Thing.

PUT YOUR ITUNES ON SHUFFLE AND MAKE A LIST OF THE FIRST 25 ARTISTS - TO SEE YOUR DIFFERENT MUSIC TASTE.

1. AC/DC
2. Flogging Molly
3. Murray Gold (Yay Doctor Who!)
4. Kansas
5. Chameleon Circuit
6. ABBA
7. The Doors
8. Eric Clapton
9. AWOLNATION
10. Caravan Palace (<3)
11. Mumford and Sons
12. Emily Loizeau
13. Daft Punk
14. J. S. Bach
15. Enya
16. Gorillaz
17. Antonio Vivaldi
18. Hugh Laurie
19. Imogen Heap
20. the Beatles
21. Bombay Bicycle Club
22. Muse
23. Sarah Chang
24. Dmitri Shostakovich
25. The High Kings

Don't Blink. Don't Turn Your Back. Don't Look Away.

School is finished. Finally. I need to redo almost the entire semester's worth of classes.
That was not a good semester.
I did not enjoy any of my classes, thus I mentally checked out roughly four weeks into the semester, and right after spring break, a cousin committed suicide, and a week later, my 94 year old grandfather passed away.
Not a good semester.
Next semester will be full of writing and researching, so hopefully that will help my GPA come back up.

At the moment, I am petsitting for my roommate's grandparents. They went to visit their son, so I get to stay at their house and watch the dogs while they're away.  It's really nice, having the place to myself. It's the first time I've had a place to myself, actually. I've always been with my parents or had roommates.  I can play violin whenever I want, blast music, cook whatever and whenever I want, wander around the town, and walk around in my underwear just because I can.

I met some of the neighbors at a memorial day potluck, and we went hiking this morning. 9.5 miles. The trail was great, scenery beautiful. It was a real shame my body decided that that would be the perfect time to let my hormone levels plummet . . .  On top of a screwed up knee? Really? Oh well.

One of the people I went hiking with has a nephew visiting soon, and he (the neighbor) wants me to meet the nephew. He's playing matchmaker! So this will be interesting. I find it funny that after 3 days of knowing me, the neighbor is encouraging a relationship between me and the nephew. Updates will arrive when something happens on that front.

Three or four weeks ago, I was at judo, sparing with another student.  he was moving stiffly, and threw me badly. My knee bent sideways, overstretching the MCL and medial meniscus. There's possibly a microtear in the tendons, but I'm not sure. Might ask the doc to check, though, because the knee still hurts.

Guess what I've been watching lately....

Almost Done.

Two more days of classes. Four finals.
Almost done.

I am so ready for this semester to be over. Seriously. This semester is absolutely destroying my GPA. Not that it was anything wonderful to begin with, but now it is complete and utter rubbish. Seriously. I don't even know why I bother trying anymore.

I'm probably just saying that because it's 10:45pm and my FREAKING ROOMMATE WON'T SHUT UP AND LET ME SLEEP.

ok.

Yea. The sudden drop of progesterone, + Sleep deprivation  = THE MOST FRUSTRATED ELLEN CREATURE YOU WILL EVER MEET

Rose Tyler, I-

Guess what I'm watching!! ಥ_ಥ
I'm going to go sob in a corner.

You'd think after watching these episodes a couple times the emotions would calm down, but NOPE. WHY SHOULD MY HEART BE SAFE?!

SO MANY FEEEEELS ;_;

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Now then.

At the moment, I am procrastinating. Hugely. I have an anatomy exam tomorrow that I'm not ready for, and a sketchbook due for lab that I was supposed to start at midterms.
It's not even started yet.
Due tomorrow night.
I'm on the verge of saying VA FAIRE FOUTRE! and getting on with my life. Because that stupid sketchbook has no purpose in life other than to irritate every single bio 201 and 202 student.  I have not talked to one person who thinks the sketchbooks are a good idea. Most of the TAs don't like them, either. Which is funny, because they're the ones who are in charge of teaching us our lab material.

Salmon makes The Day Better

Today. Yea.

It started out normally enough. Wake up later than normal, causing me to rush to get to my exercise class, work out for a while, return to the apartment.  I was all ready to be productive. Study, homework, perhaps go to the gym again, but then ants. Stupid, freaking ants. Qui peut va faire foutre. So after vacuuming them all up, dousing the place with vinegar, and plugging up their little hole, I look behind me to see my roommate's hell-hound of a dog pooping in the corner of my room. It wasn't a normal poop, either. It was diarrhetic. Of course, the roommate isn't around for her to take care of her own stupid dog, so I have to clean up the two pounds of crap, and the floor. Needless to say, I am not a fan of this dog at the moment. I'm normally not a fan of this dog to begin with, so the roommate is REALLY lucky I didn't painfully murder the stupid creature.

That was my day, and tomorrow is not looking to be any better.

Yes, I Just Skipped A Class

I skipped statistics this morning. Not because I absolutely needed to, but because if I didn't, I would probably go mad, and explode at the next person who asked me about the weather. I need a break. Seriously. I'm missing assignments, getting moody for no reason, and just overall being rather pathetic. At least my french class is online today. That class has a lot of conversation, and I'm not sure I'd be able to do that without snapping at my partner.  Also, I kind of love the fact that a lot of my french online has multiple choice, as many times as you need to get it right.  I rarely put any thought into those assignments, and it is wonderful. I suppose that defeats the entire purpose of the homework, though. But that's what studying is for. I prefer studying on my own to doing an exorbitant amount of homework. *coughchemistrycough*
So now I'm sitting in the student union, very much enjoying my break, while working on french homework that should be thought about.  Just so you know, parkour was created in France, and we are now learning about it in my french class. I approve.  Right. All assigned bits of multiple choice homework are done. I'll do the type-in answers later today.

My goblet cells need to stop being such overachievers.

I'd Be Screaming, But My Throat Hurts

Today is one of the most stressful days I've had all semester. Tonight for anatomy lab, I have a sketchbook with drawings from every lab covered so far, studying for the most recent labs, and review questions for those labs.  Just for tonight. It may not seem like much, but trust me: that is a lot of work.  So what am I doing? Typing about how much work I have to do instead of actually doing it. Oh, and I have a bunch of French homework due in 19 minutes. How absolutely wonderful.  And let's not forget to top it off with a horrible, crappy mood, and sickness. yup. All that, and I'm sick. Isn't that great? I think it's the best timing ever.  Oh, and I have a job interview tomorrow. Hopefully my throat will recover well enough for me to speak with some sense of decency, and not having to cough every three words.

OK, I'm done complaining. Time to go to french.

I'm Done.

I need a week without school. I need a break. I am so sick of the tedium. It's so repetitive. Boring. I do not want it. I want to leave it all behind and do something with my life, and not be stuck at school. Why am I here, anyway? Oh yea, society says I need a piece of paper that declares me competent at what I'm "learning".

I'm not learning anything.

I want out.

But I'll stick with it anyway. As much as I hate it, I'll still do it. I will survive the tedium, and get through it. With God's help. Because I could not possibly remain sane without him.  Besides, he's the only one who's helping me with my loneliness. I couldn't possibly live without him. I can't.

I sat for over ten hours watching a stupid TV show instead of doing the homework that I needed to do. I got up to eat, and use the restroom.

I'm pathetic.

and I need someone to talk to. Please?

All these names in my phone, and even more on my facebook. Who can I talk to? I don't know. I don't want to annoy anyone with my incredibly pathetic life. They probably have better things to do than listen to me talk about how I'm not happy with my great life.  I don't even have any school-induced debt. No, I don't know why I'm complaining.  I'm just lonely, and sick of it all.

Let's go on an adventure.

Thankful

I am so thankful that my life has been easy. my family has never had to worry about money issues, my extended family are all functional, and the hardest thing I've had to go through in my life is dealing with my own laziness and unwillingness to do anything.  Seriously, I am so thankful.

So far, school has been decent. I detest chemistry with a fiery hatred, but statistics is easy. Mostly because it consists of plugging numbers into a formula and pressing the equal button on the calculator. Actually, I'm about to start some chem homework right now. It's pretty easy homework. just write a brief summery of an online lecture, and answer three questions. Oh, wow. This particular one only has the summary.  I like writing the summaries. I use brief, couple word sentences. Basically taking notes. I never write an actual, formatted, paragraphs with proper sentence structure and punctuation.

22 minutes later, at 9:57pm, chemistry homework is done.
time for statistics, which actually requires me to get off the computer.
eww

Still Raining

Rain, and more rain. It's supposed to turn into snow! Where's the snow?

I'm procrastinating on chemistry homework, so please forgive my rambling.  I doubt it's going to be much different than the weirdness that my posts usually consists of.  One of my friends stayed with me for a while a couple months ago. She left a book and some clothing here. She probably wants her stuff back. Too bad she's in a different state. Oh well. I'll mail it to her. Eventually.

So I have a job interview coming up. I'll be working for a healthcare non-profit organization. Hopefully that will earn me some kudos with the physical therapy plans. It will be rather difficult to do without a car though. Hopefully I can work two jobs over the summer and earn enough for a car by the end of it.

Real life sucks.

Real life is awesome.

I've started reading the Girl With a Dragon Tattoo books.  They're really well written, and the story, once you get to it, is great.  The first half, or three-quarters of the book consists of the daily life of the characters. Which is interesting, but there's not much of an actual mystery to solve, or real plot till the later parts.

I can't wait till the weather gets nice again, because I want to buy plants. Can't do that when it's all cold, rainy and snowy. I'm going to get some herbs and a couple medicinal plants. Can't wait. =3

Ok, enough rambling.

Rainy Day

It's drizzling outside, and it is beautiful.  I love rainy days.  They make me want to read all day, or write something absolutely horrible.  My story-telling skills aren't even close to decent. Which is sad, because I really want to write a book. I don't care if it gets at all popular. (although that would be nice) I just want a write and publish a book.

I should be doing some form of homework right now. But right now, my motivation is to write, sew, do something that is not related to schoolwork. My motivation to do homework will pop up in the middle of judo, and disappear the second I return to the apartment.  Not fun.

My kindle for PC app is being stupid.  Amazon doesn't know it exists, and I've been wandering around various places in an attempt to make Amazon see that there's an app, but so far, nothing is working.

On another note, I may have to get a new battery for my laptop soonish. The lifespan of this one is shrinking every day. It can go for about an hour and a half now without a charge, two hours if it feels particularly healthy. Eh, I've got time. I'll start panicking about it when it can only last 30 minutes without being plugged in.

Ok, bad time for tumblr. Just saw a gifset with all the doctors regenerating into the next doctor. And ight after that, a soundbite from the last episode of Sherlock. FEELS. ALL OF THEM.

oh, and I have a twitter. So if you feel like it, here's my Twitter profile enjoy.

Two Decades Gone

I have survived on this planet for two whole decades. That is....... odd.
I don't feel any older.
But more responsibilities have been added.  Meh.
This whole adult thing is fun, but annoying.
You can do more stuff, but you're responsible for what happens.
And I find that I'm relying more and more on the Lord.
About time.

My Face

I hate my skin. The red dots need to leave. Like now. I'm almost into my second decade of life, I STILL HAVE FREAKING ZITS ON MY FACE!!! WTF?!?!

I don't get it. WWWWHHHHYYYYYY?!?!!

I feel Like Sharing My Life With the World.

I've been watching a lot of youtube videos with Danisnotonfire, Charlieissocoollike, and a new-to-me youtuber, Jacksgap.

I REALLY want to do a video, but I have NO IDEA what to talk about. I feel like my videos would have a lot of awkward silences in them, with absolutely nothing of interest to anyone.  So any suggestions would be nice.  I could do a couple of my rants on guitarists, and gun control.  Those two subjects are not related. Just saying. On a side note, I'm cold. I'm colder in my parent's house in Phx. than I am in my apartment in Flagstaff.  Because that makes sense. I could take suggestions of what to play on my violin. That would be pretty fun. Just play a bunch of stuff. Like some stuff from Firefly, LotR, Harry Potter... Yes please.

Ocean's 11 is on TV right now. I approve most highly. This movie is amazing. "Unless we intend to do this job in Reno, We're in Barney!" ". . . .' "Barney Rubble.  TROUBLE!"

So let's go get that pinch.

Time To Write. Now. Go.

http://www.beenokle.com/zenwriter.html

This is the BEST WRITING TOOL IN ALL OF HISTORY
SERIOUSLY
I FINISHED MY PAPER IN A LITTLE LESS THAN AN HOUR WITH THIS THING!!

it gives you a couple different backgrounds, calm background music if you want it, different fonts, and here's the best part, it can play typewriter or raindrop sounds when you type. This thing is absolutely WONDERFUL.  I feel like I could take on NaNoWriMo with this thing.  In fact, I'll do that. I'll attempt to write a novel. I'm not sure how good it will be, of if there will be any plot at all, but still. There will be a novel.

and yes, I am writing this post using the program.

Candy Day

Happy Halloween! The only day of the year where it is perfectly acceptable, and expected, for adults to hand out candy to young children.

In celebration of this sugar-infested holiday, my roommate and I are making pumpkin pancakes. We enjoyed the last of our pumpkin pie earlier.  Yes, we had dessert before dinner. It's OK.

Three days later, nothing has changed much. Pumpkin soup last night. Well, it was more like pumpkin stew. Actually, the stew was so thick it came out in plops of food into the bowl. Mais c’était délicieux =3

Dans ma classe de français, nous avons commence avec le plus-que-parfait pour la conjugaison. Il y a beaucoup des fourrue? pelage? (je ne sais pas le mot correct.) de tout façon, il y a beaucoup de choses dans  le tapis. Ma colocataire a un chien.

Socks are annoying.

I Missed You, Too

It's been a long time. How have you been? I've been really busy being dead.  Or at least, that's what it feels like. "studying" is, after all, a combination of "student" and "dying".

Portal quotes aside, it really has been a long time since my last visit. Kinda depressing, actually. A lot has passed. I have a new roommate. She's pretty awesome. And she brought a dog. So we now have a dog. Her name is Loches. She's a golden retriever. Yes, there are pictures.  I'm used to the tedium of classes which control my life. Getting rather tired of them, actually.  My CSF levels are diminishing..

DJ: heh
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heeh
hehe
dammit.
cant spell hehe to save my freakin life.

Up To Date

I'm up to date on the Castle TV series. <3
ALL OF THE FEELS!
ALLLLL OF THEM!
<3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3
 I love that show so much. Pretty sure that's my favorite show on TV right now.

oh, and it's my sister's birthday.

Apartment Life

I moved into my apartment a few days ago, and got the internet set up yesterday. Wow. It's rather weird living in an apartment, because all I'm used to is a decent-sized house or a small dorm room shared with two other people. Somehow, moving back to Flagstaff has messed with my sleeping. I'm going to bed at 10:00pm, and waking up at 6:30am. No idea why. Except for this morning, apparently. Woke up, blissfully, at 8:00.  Why am I boring you with these minute details about my sleeping habits/  I'm not totally sure either, except for the fact that i'm writing down whatever pops into my head. How lucky for you.

I just walked about a half mile north, and found a self-serve yogurt shop that just opened. I spoke to two employees for a while, and we got along great. So hopefully I'll have a job there by next week or the week after. Alright, on to more applications. Weeeeeeeee.

Concentrati-OOH, SHINY!!

Stuff to do. packing, resume-writing, application completing.
Nope, I'm just going to procrastinate on 9gag and facebook all day. Hope that's ok.