Be it ever so humble

It's sooo good to be home. I'm staying with Cody and his mom over the break, and flipping over to mom's house to hang out ever once in a while. The last two days I've just been hanging around the house with the dogs, playing games and watching Food Network. Although today I did clean the house up and make short bread, and yesterday I made fried chicken, corn, cornbread and salad for dinner.

Cody's mom bought a Wii and a brand new big HDTV for Christmas, so we've been having fun playing that.

My grades haven't been posted yet, which is annoying because I was finished with finals on Monday morning. But my math prof has jury duty, and the rest of my biology class just took the final yesterday, so I guess I'm just a bit anxious.

And I was talking to mom yesterday and found out my birthday/Christmas list went MIA in the mail. So... if you were planning on getting me something and didn't have any ideas, I'm up for pretty much anything that involves getting clothes (we have Gottschalks, American Eagle, Fred Meyers in Fairbanks, and those and JCPenny, Target... etc in Anchorage/Wasilla), or you could donate to a chairty for me instead, or help me pay for my Ecuador trip ^_^ I love you guys! <3

BLAH. I'm waiting for 3 to roll around so I can head over to mom's and say hi to everyone, and then go pick Cody up from work to do some Christmas shopping. woo.

UGH!

So I finished all my finals! I did manage to get to bed around 4am, and got 2 hours of sleep before my math final! YEY! BTW THANK GOD FOR COFFEE. I think I did pretty good on my final ^_^

AND I'm nearly done packing. I just need to take care of dishes, the fridge/microwave, and my bedding. I'm really tired but I can't sleep because I had a 24 oz coffee and the caffeine is still coursing through my system.

I also realised why I hate being away before 12; no one's awake to talk to! I'm soooo lonely. I can't talk to dad or Cody coz they're at work, none of my friends are really awake or if they are they're testing. >_<

BUT I go home tomorrow!!

Finals

I took my biology final this afternoon and I totally pwned it. My guess at a grade? At least a 94%. My lowest test score for that class is an 82% and I hadn't studied for the test. My other three grades were a 92%, a 94% and 100% (yes a 100%!!). I'm guessing I'll end up with a 92% (which is what I've had all semester) or maybe a 93%. Yay for an A!

My math final starts in 6 hours. I can't sleep. I feel asleep for 4 hours earlier this evening, but I haven't been able to sleep again since I woke up. I've laid in bed and tried to sleep. I tried playing solitare to make me sleepy, and tried cleaning. Nothing worked. So I studied some more and cleaned some more, and now I'm putzing about the interwebs trying to wear myself out.

I think I'm having problems sleeping because 1) I'm nervous about my test 2) I'm stressed coz I'm trying to move in the middle of finals (I have to have EVERYTHING packed up and cleaned up before I leave early Tuesday morning) and 3) I really want to go home. My friends are back from college, I miss Cody really badly, I want to see my family, and it's Christmas! And my birthday! I'm gonna be twenty! So I'm trying to rest up some so I won't be at a disadvantage during my test, but I'm also trying to be constructive during my sleeplessness.

Packing's kinda hard because I still need to use my coffee maker (not gonna be able to function without coffee tomorrow), my fridge has food in it, etc. Plus I have to pack my clothes still. But I have all day tomorrow to pack and move everything downstairs.

BLAH.

I'm almost done for the night

I'm (nearly) done for the night. I've done a pretty good job of stripping down and packing up most of my room - it only took like two hours. I've done some math. My biology teacher STILL hasn't pt up the homework or study guides. And the guys next door are being very loud and are possibly very drunk.

After this post I'm taking a shower, packing my clothes (i'm living out of a suitcase from now on) and whatever else I threw on my bed that I want to take back home with me.


^ My room in packing process. Don't worry my roommate isn't around, I'm not being rude.

Pre-finals week is the worst week ever

I'm stressin' out over my math class. My math teacher did something with the way she weighted out grades and my score went down the pooper. I'm so upset. I work really hard, do all more homework, get 100% on them and my in class excersizes; but my test scores suck, and the way she weighted everything, tests account for 60% of the grade. 60%! Ugh. I'm hoping it looks dismal because the computer is counting our final into the grade, which we haven't taken yet.

I had my biology final moved to Sunday so I could go home early (really so I could go home: I have a ride on Tuesday and if that falls through I have someone to hitch a ride with Thursday). And I was hoping to use tonight and Friday as my main studying times so I could devote the rest of my weekend to Maths. But my teacher hasn't posted the homework/study guides that we need for our last two chapters, or the notes for the past three lectures. Which leaves me a little screwed for Sunday. I take that back, she posted the lecture notes finally. I just checked. But there's still no homework, which is what's really important.

And to make my day major suck: David's Bridal has discontinued my wedding dress. Which means it's no longer my wedding dress, and I have to find something different. Mom, I know you said that you and Granma would maybe be able to get together to make me one, but I wasn't sure if you'd be able to get it done in time (I have no idea how long it takes to make a wedding dress). I love you Ma.

So I'm going to just take a deeep breath. And maybe another. And then I'm going to put on some badass music and clean, organise, and pack up my room, and no worry about classes right now. This doesn't mean I'm procrastinating or ignoring my school work, I've already studied for a while, and I need to pack. And do laundry.

Wish me luck, I'll keep updating! Eye on the prize : Home on Tuesday WOOT!

Decembre

I feel kinda stupid: this morning I got up and went to my math class, got there and the teacher was already teaching! And I was early even! Or so I thought. Apparently today is Monday, not Thursday, and class started at 915 NOT 945. Way to go Fred.

Updates!

• I'm moving onto Lower Campus with my friend Jackie. Closer to classes, food, the gym. The library. Yeah.
• Cody and I are seriously thinking about moving to Bellingham. I want to go to Western Washington, and the change would be fun. Then of course I remembered that the economy is shifty, jobs are getting harder to find, etc. So we might rely on Plan B.
• Plan B: Cody and I move to Anchorage, and I go to UAA. Not a bad back up. I rather like it. Not as warm but hey, better than Fairbanks.
• I tried to dye my hair blonde and black (blonde on top, with black layers underneath) just before Thanksgiving. However, it seems that blonde is completely against my nature, and would not take to my hair for anything. I bleached it, used colour stripper, and then bleached it again. No luck. It's back to a more natural brown now, but there's still blonde bits peeking through. Two words: EPIC FAIL.
  

No updates on Ecuador yet. Note that if Washington goes thru, I'll still go to Ecuador. Fun fun!

Ecuador Update

I got my acceptance letter from the ISV today! Which means that I get to go on with their program! YEY!

However, I'm applying to a second organization whose program is cheaper and has more flight out dates.

So I'll keep you posted.

Improving lives

$200 buys a laptop for a child in a poorer country, giving them an education, improving their lives, and giving them a chance to help improve the lives of others.


http://www.amazon.com/gp/browse.html?ie=UTF8&marketplaceID=ATVPDKIKX0DER&me=A34NLXJLC88VVS

Big step out of my box

I've decided to spend a month in Ecuador next fall. I'll take a semester off school, spend two weeks teaching English, spend another two weeks doing wildlife research and conservation, and then take a week for myself to explore the Galapagos Islands. Nothing's actually official yet and I have paper work and what not that I need to complete first, but this is going to be the trip of a lifetime! I'm so excited, and can't wait to actually go do this.

This is the site with the information:
http://www.isvonline.com/ecconservationprojects.html

Finally some fun!

Today I hung out with Nicky, my friend from high school, who just moved up here with her husband. I haven't gone off campus since Cody came up two weeks ago so it was really nice to get out on the town! She was really sweet and bought me lunch, then we went to her hair appointment at Elements Salon (which is really really nice), and we hit up walmart for some groceries, scarf material and a calc for me. We went to her house and started to do ear candling, but the candle was scary and flamed really high, and smoked alot and Nicky decided it was a not good idea today lol. So she dropped me off at the dorms and I'm really happy with my day, except that Private Practice isn't online so I don't know what I'm gonna watch when I'm knitting. HULU IT!

Fill in

I'm the worst blogger ever, and now I have to do a mass update.

I've been spending most of my time (that's not dedicated to class) listening to Jane Austen novels and knitting baby caps for Knit One Save One, which is a charity organization that collects knitted baby caps and sends them to new mothers in poor countries (along with a kit with other useful things that will help their baby survive). Before I started this, I could only knit scarfs, so if you don't know how to knit there are TONS of resources on the net, and you have no excuse! Learn and then knit while you watch TV. Save a baby.

School is going well, I have an A in my biology class, and I got the third highest score in the class on our last test. My math class isn't doing as well; I bombed my first test which took my grade from a 99.9% to a 73%. So I'm working harder, taking better notes, and getting a math tutor.

Cody is coming up this weekend to spend time with me, he'll be here sometime tonight and won't leave until Tuesday afternoon! We're going to go on a movie date and maybe go to Chena Hot Springs :D I'm excited. I'm really anxious and hate waiting.

Back to my Jane Austen-ing; so far I've downloaded five J.A. novels, and have listened to Mansfield Park, Persuasion, and Sense and Sensibility. I frickin' love Jane Austen. I own the A&E version of Pride and Prejudice (it's like 5 hours long) and I watch it sometimes when I knit on the weekends. I have all of her novels all collected in one of those giant old fashioned -looking hardbound books that you get at Barnes and Noble (aka the best place EVER).

I tried making a poor-man's mocha and failed. I think I messed up making the coffee; my coffee maker's kinda off, I might have to get a new one. LAME. It's really nice to have around for making hot water for tea or top ramen or oat meal (pretty much what I live off of anymore).

I think I'm going to draw a pretty picture for my wall because there's a blank spot that's bothering me.

Knit One Save One

Help save a life: knit a cap.
Go to
http://www.savethechildren.org/programs/health/child-survival/survive-to-5/knit-one-save-one.html
to get started.

gahd, ridiculous

I don't like living in a wet dorm. Not because I hate drinking or whatever, and I'm not anti-party (though it's not my scene), but having a party on a Wednesday night is rather ridiculous. Just because you don't have class doesn't mean that other people don't. And when people say "yeah, party is ok) we still expect you to be respectful of us. That means don't be so loud that we can hear you through your door, four plus doors down the hall. That means don't bring your party out into the hall where you continue to be loud. That means don't slam doors and bang on things.

RAs are supposed to stop this sort of thing.

It really sucks when its 130, 2 am and you can't remember the RD's number or the RA on-call number.

It's things like that that make me glad I do don't the college party scene.

Second Year

Yesterday, I came back to Fairbanks. Yeah, I wasn't supposed to end up back here, but I had issues with UAA, and so I'm back.

I didn't bring as much stuff this year, which is nice because my room doesn't feel all cluttered. My roommate is really cool, and I think we'll get along. She's an art major and likes comics.

Being here without Cody is really, really, disconcerting. Things don't seem the same without him, and it's kinda lonely. Of course, I don't have anything to do yet since classes haven't started, so I'm not distracted by class work. I finished a scarf, and was going to start a hat, but I don't have the right needles for it. BLAH.

Now I'm just waiting for classes to start tomorrow so that time will feel like it passes by faster, so that I can see Cody sooner, and I can be done with this stupid place.

Bartlett doesn't seem to be as well kept as Moore was - the shower stalls don't close well. And it seems emptier. But we finally got the subway and mini store downstairs in the common area. Elsewise, everything seems the same.

Click!

CLICK ON MISTAH SQUID!
Esta amazing.

epitome of lame

i now have myspace envy.

and i work at walmart in shoes.

yey for being employed!

Pee Tests, Pregancy, and Civil War

I don't understand pee test. Well, I mean, the concept is simple enough, but still, pee in a cup for a job? The actual practice is more complicated.

Firstly, you can never pee when you need to. It's impossible. You can drink litres and litres of water, and have to pee so bad, but once you get in that weird little bathroom and bust out the cup, your bladder turns into the world's tightest holding tank.

Secondly, when you can pee, you never make it entirely in the cup. I mean, I'm not positive, but I'm pretty sure that even men, who have more precise peeing equipment, even miss. It's a law of physics. Plus, there are weird instructions you have to follow, like "pee for 3-5 seconds before aiming for the cup". What? Like I really want to be peeing in a cup, and now you want me to wait before I fill this thing?

If you can. That's the third thing I hate about pee tests. You have to fill to a certain line or the sample is void. No matter how much you drink, you just can't seem to make the liquid hit that little line. Why couldn't you use that first three seconds of stream again?

Why do we have such a fascination with peeing in awkward ways any way? Pee your name in the snow, pee in a cup, a bottle, on a stick. It just brings to mind that weird scene in Knocked Up where the sisters are taking pee tests to see if Alison really is pregnant, and they have a bajillion prego tests, and they just pee and pee. That's so not real. You'd probably be so nervous that you couldn't pee at all. Great movie though.

Everyone seems to pregnant anymore. My aunt just had a beautiful baby boy, my fiance's sister is due in about a week, this guy at Wal*Mart and his wife are having one in a couple weeks, there were several women walking around pregnant. Why does everyone seem to be pregnant? Is it just coincidence? Is it just that because I'm older I notice? What?



And apparently there's going to be a Civil War in Alaska. I've chosen to express this in comic form:

I so can't draw, but you get the idea. Sorry I couldn't make it bigger...

relationships

I think the thing I miss most about having a brand new/ the early part of a relationship, is the "no you hang up" wars. They're always so fun, and they almost always start a new conversation that lasts for another hour or so.

When you've been in a relationship for a while, and are really used to each other, the phone conversations seem to get shorter, and the NYHU wars end. It's a little sad. Granted, you know that you're going to spend prolonged hours with that person later, but it still makes phone calls feel a little emptier.

You know what I'm talking about.


On another note, I'd like to announce to the 3 or 4 people who read my blog and aren't family, that my Uncle Tom and Aunt Jen had their first baby, a boy wieghing 7lbs 6oz at 11:30 May 29, 2008. His name is Benjamen Thomas, and he is a beautiful baby. Congrats you guys! Love you.

Keegan's Fort

Keegan wanted a fort this summer. So we're making one. Cody's helping. Okay so he's really doing most of the work.

Work boys work!

oh noes

courntey

corn tea.

it's coming sooon

Rainy day

It's a big downer when you go to check your email, and there's no "you have won a million dollars!" sitting in your inbox.

Not even an illegit. one.

It rained today, but I've decided not to blame the crap-ness on the rain. I like rain, it smells good. They need to make a scent catching device so that you can take a scent sample and post it so people can smell it. Think of how amazing that would be.

Gosh, now I don't feel so bad :P

ca-rap

I'm not doing very well with this whole "im gonna blahg everyday" thing that I said I would do. I also fail at uploading pictures. Hell, I haven't even downloaded them yet.

I also still have no job.


The world is not the awesomest at the moment.

With the exception of my possible trip to Ireland next summer with my Granpa Pat and my sister. That's right, Ireland. You're jealous, it's 'kay. The one stipulation is that I must have a 3.0 GPA, which I can do since I will be living in an apartment and not a glorified cardboard box.

UAF you suck.

Seriously though, I need a job. Not only so I can buy Cody his birthday present (he turns 21 next Wednesday), and get myself a laptop sticker (my 'top is lame, fugly, and scratched), but also because just hanging around my house is driving me insane.

I promise that I'll download my pictures tomorrow and upload them so that I have actual stuff to put up, not just random dino-porko-whino stories.

... and the world shall end in a Flurry of Quills

Goddamn Porcupine.




Cat and I were on our way home from dropping Cody off (and other adventures, but that's not the focus here), and we were half fighting because of old fueds, because my driving isn't the greatest, and because of something else, which I don't remember. So we were being sullen, and not talking, and I daydreamed about wedding dresses and whatnot, when all of a sudden, Cat yelled "Oh my God!" and swerve/hit the breaks.

I looked up from my martial meditation to see something that looked like a very large, very angry, grey cat sitting in the road by our front tire.

Okay, so it wasn't actually there for very long, because we were moving at about 60 mph, but at that moment in time, it was sitting by out tire.

Cat freaked, she thought she had hit it. I thought the rear tire had hit it. What's more, I was damn sure she had hit a cat, and my sister being who she is, doesn't deal well with animal death.

"GODDAMN PORK-U-PINE!"

Turns out, it wasn't a cat, but a porcupine (which we do have up here, I guess), and she was pretty sure we hadn't hit it. She was also pretty upset. We turned around to see, going like, 30 mph, until we found our skid marks, took the next turn around ("Elsewise that goddamn porcupine will be there and I WILL run him over"), and looked for signs of hittage.


I saw the fat bastard waddle into the woods.

Seriously tho, of all the things we COULD hit in Alaska, a porcupine? At 1am? WTF?

London Bridge is Falling Down

So, we're redoing our kitchen: tearing out the old cabinets, fixing walls, etc. And everything was going fine until we tore out the sink, and found that 1) the wood had been rotting and 2) there were ants eating the wood. It wasn't just the wall, it went to the supports under the house and now we have to jack the house up and replace the rotten/eaten parts. Big bummer for my parents, because they were hoping to have the whole kitchen done within the next two weeks.

I'll post pictures later.

OMFG A RAPTOR IN YOUR FACE!

Today wasn't the most interesting, so I'm going to tell a story instead. It's half referenced in my non-updated, non-artistic comic "Redundant Dino" which is located at Drunkduck.com. It's only a title page and one comic page, and not worth the time it takes to hunt it down.

World War II games are insanely popular with XBox, PS3, and computer gamers; but most of the games don't actually make you work for victory: if you play as an American or an Ally, you pretty much just have to keep playing until you win all the missions and thence WWII. There's no ... point to it, no "wtf the Germans WON? CRAP!", no reason to spend 3+ hours playing the game.

Note that I'm basing this off the games Cody has, and what I've heard him and Sean talk about. There might be games out there where the Nazis win, but I highly doubt it, because I'm pretty sure the Holocaust survivors would be more than a little peeved that someone released a game where the Nazis win, and the world is turned into a bunch of Aryans. The Aryans, whom, in case you slept thru history class, you tard, hate the Jews, Gypsies, disliked people with dark hair or eyes, blacks, gays, and tele-evangelists ('kay I made that part up, they probably LOVE tele-evangelists just because no one else does).

But a (virtual) realistic threat of Aryan take over isn't the only thing these games lack: they need a reptilian influence, the real reason why America has won all it's wars: VELOCIRAPTORS!
The history books have it all wrong: the dinosaurs didn't all die out, a small colony of raptors managed to survive on a little island in the new world called Rowan Oak, and were discovered by the English colonists who tried to cultivate that place (and went missing, hnmmm). They were discovered once again by Northern forces during the Civil War, who used them as a secret weapon in the calvary, totally smashing any Southern opposition. Which was a big bummer for the Southerners, and partially why many of them believe that they won the Civil War, and bitch a lot.

To progress.

This secret Raptor Calvary was used as a last resort during WWII, since things weren't going as well as the Americans had hoped in Europe, and the French and English weren't able to hold their own. This is also why the Americans managed to totally distroy the Japanese so quickly. Yeah the island hopping thing was annoying, but we had raptors. What can you do against them? Quiver, but that just makes them all the more excited to eviscerate you.

Just image you're in a trench somewhere in France, it's cold, it's rainy, it's dark, there are mortars exploding all around you, shots being fired; you peek over the edge of the trench to get a grasp on the battle and OMFG THERE'S A RAPTOR IN YOUR FACE!!!!

You'd just piss your pants and quit wouldn't you?

Unfortunately, after alien contact and information exchange sometime in the 1950's, the CIA disbanded the Raptor Calvary, had the creatures put down, and their handlers "reassigned". The age of the reliable, terrible Raptor was over, and the age of the lame technological failures began.



So really, the video games need to be more accurate: lets have the gamers sweat a bit because they might lose WWII (not just because they had to sit up a bit to get a new Dew from the mini fridge), and throw the historical accuracies back in: namely the great Raptor Calvary. Is that really too much to ask?

rah!

I can end the world in a holocaust

Aren't you glad I won't?

Today was a bit of a crap. I woke up at 9ish, took a shower, and then went back to sleep. Got up, ran errands, went golfing, came home, did chores, went to see Cody, and ended up going to hang out with him and his friends. Which turned out to be hella fun: we went to Taco Bell, and the Amoosement Park, and then back to Zac's. However, I sort of had my heart set on snuggling on the couch and watching a movie, just the two of us. Can't have everything you want, I guess.

My brain is imploding.

I just applied for a job with WalMart in the Garden center. I know I swore I would never work there again, but I'm getting desperate, and it does pay better than it did before ($9.70 instead of just $8.50... thats $1.20 yeah?). Plus, it's a good "seasonal" job, and I get to go outside, which I love. I won't need much training either. Woot.

I wanna run away to Mexico, and have a little cantina, and never ever come back. Watch me, I'll do it.

Oh. Right.

I totally forgot that I was going to start blogging everyday.

Terrible I am in the ways of the blogger, mmmm.

I'm home. And I actually have a room which is nice because it's windy as hell outside. I'm almost all unpacked, which is weird, and I'm trying to purge as much as possible. Because I have too much stuff and I don't really want to have it all. It's just too much.

I've applied for jobs with Princess Tours at their Mt. McKinley Lodge, and on the railway, still waiting to hear from the Kenai Lodge; I applied to four jobs at the two local Fred Myer's, and I'm planning to apply for a job with GCI, and I finished an application for a job at NAPA. Now all I can do is wait. I hate waiting.

I'm having a bit of a hard time adjusting to living at home again. There are rules here (no drugs, no alcohol, no smoking - not hard. No boys - hard because I have Cody. And no being out uber late because it wakes up the house when I get home - hard, because I'm now nocturnal.), and I have no real time to myself, because it seems like every time I sit down to have time to myself, someone calls me, which is kind of annoying. I also don't like not being able to do what I want when I want, etc. Not being in charge of myself is really really annoying since I'm used to being my own Lady and Mistress and not bother with following orders. WTF mate.

Hopefully, when I get a job, things will get easier, not harder. And then when I go to UAA, everything will fall back into place, and next summer I'll have enough money to get my own apartment. Which would be amazing. 'Spensive tho.

Which reminds me, I got a $500 scholarship from the teachers at PHS last year, and I'm getting it towards helping pay my UAA tuition next year, which will help towards books (Textbooks are ridiculously expensive!), and I am so grateful to those teachers who donated to the scholarship fund. You guys are really amazing.

And now, a cow.

For in this world I'm bound to ramble

OMFG I just stayed up all night and packed and cleaned. I have almost everything boxed except for a few things including my stereo, laptop (durh not gonna be packed), fish, catus, and some other random things I need to sustain me for a day.

I had Cherry Coke and Doritos for breakfast. At 4 am.

Cody leaves today after his final - his goal is to be on the road by 2, and home by 7 (?). Mom and Dad are coming for me tomorrow (THANK GOD!): I am so ready to be home.

I talked to Keegan earlier this week, and apparently he's so excited that I'm coming home for the summer that he "just doesn't know what to do!". I love that kid! He's an instant high with all that energy.

Jill's mom Sue, whom I've known since I was 5, is up helping Jill bring her stuff down (there's a lot, plus she's driving Sean down when she leaves Saturday and she'll have HIS stuff too....), and she bought us dinner and ice cream last night. She is one of the world's biggest sweethearts; just one of those people that always wants to help and do things for you. She's been like that forever, she's like another mom to me. :D We're going to hang out with her some more before she leaves sometime today.

My final is tomorrow, it's gonna be a breeze: give a 5 minute shpeal about why you are amazing and deserve your dream job. I get to tell everyone why I am going to be a guide at the Center for Alaska Coastal Studies asap. The only glich in my plan is that to actually have the job, I need a BA/BS in Biology - however, I do have nearly 20 years of experience in Alaska and even on the coasts so... I have amazingness that others with a 4 year degree cannot compare with. EAT IT! HAHAHAHA.

Yes I'm feeling much happier than I was, it's summer. It's amazing. I'm going home. What's not to love?

Pictures of packing to follow later... they're nothing remarkable... YET. OH!

ha. I so crazy.

I'll fly away oh Lordy

Goodness, this has NOT been my best time.

• I got sick and couldn't talk, so I couldn't do my speech on the scheduled day. When I did get to give my speech, my slideshow that I had made to go with it wouldn't work, which made my speech less awesome.
• I didn't do so well in my classes. Hopefully it won't hurt me too bad.
• My retainer broke. For the third time. I'm getting it fixed at home next Monday. I think I'll be getting one of the clear removables to replace the permanent retainer that I have right now. But until then, my wire is bugging the hell out of me.
• Wal*Mart wants me to get up at 7 AM to get boxes so I can pack. Whatever.

On the bright side, it's been sooo warm, and it rained today - actual rain! no snow! And I saw a mosquito (that's only good because now it's summer), and grass! And I have no classes until Friday, and I get to go home Friday! WEEE!!! And I found most of my batteries which also made me happy.


I need to take some pictures. Put them up.

Squirrel Nut Zippers

Firstly, we need to discuss Squirrel Nut Zippers: they are AMAZING. Jazz, awesome jazz. Homigosh. Go check them out.

Last night, Cody and I had a temp job for Icing doing inventory. We hate Icing now. A lot. It was boring, boring work, and we only made like $30. Meh.

On the bright side, it's warm again. It was 60* all last week, and then it snowed for a bit, and now it's 40* again. I love warm weather.

I have gotten two rejections from Princess Tours about getting a job with them in Anchorage, so I have one hope left (a job on the Kenai as a prep cook). I also got rejected from AT&T. And from GCI. And my other applications won't go through, so hopefully I can find a decent job this summer, I really don't want to go back to Wal*Mart or have a minimum wage job: they're just not worth the time you put in. Wish me luck, I need it.

Other than that, I'm just pushing to the end of the semester (13 days thank god). I have a speech to give this week, labs to make up, a physics final, and my speech final. Hopefully I can make it to the end of next Friday in one piece.

I haven't heard back from UAA, but as soon as I do, I will let you guys know.

I start packing this week! I CAN'T WAIT TO BE HOME!!!

New things learned

New things learned:

1. Cody really hates having his myspace messed with
a. Cody really really hates Chris Crocker. A lot.
2. I suck at shooting games - Call of Duty 4, Halo.... I just can't do it.
3. I can however play Assassins Creed ok.
4. Being broke really sucks. A lot.


poop.

So yeah, nothing major going on, this weekend we have jazz fest. Good times to be had. Te amo. <3

New Hair :D

So I got a haircut today. :p







that's pretty much it.

Time Warp again

So. Went home again this last weekend, saw an Aces game, met Shasby *glow!* got an autograph and a picture. And had a revelation: I don't want to be a pharmacist. I thought about it, and I think I'm going switch majors from chemistry to biology and be a marine biologist, and teach high school biology. Yes, I'm crazy: I've totally lost my mind. But that's okay, I think I'll be much happier as a teacher than as a pharmacist, especially since marine biology is my passion.

Before I wanted to do chemistry because I was interested in it and it made a lot of money; but it's not making me happy. I thought I had to be uber successful and cure cancer or something to make everyone proud, but after talking with mom and dad this weekend, I found out that that's not something that's expected of me (which made me feel much better you have no idea).

So, I'm going to be switching majors, going to UAA, and hopefully in 4 years or so I'll be a teacher. Huzzah for carrying on tradition.

que lastima

i'm terrible at blogging. sorry.

this weekend i'm either a) going home (again) for the weekend or b) going to Chena Hotsprings


only problem is i have no swimsuit. :S


cake.

waiting for the jet plane

omigosh i'm so glad to be out of fairbanks. even tho it got warmer (40*+), it still sucks hardcore.

so last night, mom made steak and potatoes for dinner, and pound cake (my favourite!) and strawberries for desert. then randi and madeline came over and we hung out, went for a drive, got icecream, rented "Stardust" (watched it) and played a little guitar till early in the morning (WAY FUN!)

Today, we went to the Aces! AND THE ACES WON! (duh) we're in the playoffs for def :D way fun. good game bad refs.

and now i'm in the airport, waiting for my flight which doesn't leave for another hour. way lame. i hate flying at night. alot. oh well.

atleast it'll be more fun when we get to SeaTac :D

OH wow

So yesterday was really fun. I had class and class and class (which actually really sucked) and a test for my online math class. Then it turns out that Marshall, Rosie, and Bethany came up from Anchorage to see Jackie for her (late) birthday. Which is awesoem! Because I miss them (and everyone else) terribly. So we all went and saw "Definetly maybe" which is an awesome movie, and then called it a night.

Then at 3 am, there was a fire alarm - not a drill, but an actual, the-building-may-be-on-fire alarm. Which is scary shit at 3am when you're not all there. I ended up having a panic attack outside, but thankfully not going down the 18 flights of stairs to the bottom floor. No one knows what happened yet - the staff hasn't said anything. I'm just hoping they know what/who did it, so that we don' tall have to pay for the Fire Dept. and Ambulance coming to the building (it's a hefty fine, and if they can't figure out what happened, who did it, we all have to pay).

Exciting Friday night eh?

Oh dear

Cody recently discovered Starbucks; more specifically, Starbucks' Caramel Fraps. there is nothing more hilarious than a big guy wearing jeans, Carharts and a Fox racing hat, holding a Venti Caramel Frap. HAHAHA.

Ahh...

caramel fraps.

BLAh

So, my bottom permanent retainer broke off on one side. Which sucks, because, that's what's holding my bottom front teeth in place (straight). So I called mom, who called Hannah (the wonder receptionist at Valley Ortho), who recommended Dr. Babula, whose office I'm not entirely in love with. At Dr. Babula's, they don't do permanent retainers like at Valley Ortho, so they were a little stand offish about it. But they tried to repair the wire I had, and it broke (?) something happened, and so instead they removed it, and then took a mold of my bottom jaw to make a new one. So I go in on Valentine's Day to get it put in. No fun.

And I want a shower!

*noncommittalgrunt*

i didn't sleep well. and now i have to go to my early class, and pay attention, and copy notes. i really don't want to go. there's no coffee. the reichhart building needs a coffee shop badly, because, science students need coffee more than any other major (except maybe justice majors, but they need a doughnut shop too), and the nearest coffee is in the museum, which is too far away (PAST the building from lower campus), which isn't doable in negative forty-five weather, even for coffee. it's inhuman.

i hate wednesdays.

erm.. hi ^_^

picture of my new, rather short hair, done by Jill & Cody:

wee short hair. yeah that's a rather terrible picture, but it's all



i cut my hair. here is a i have right now. beyond the new do, Cody and i had a bet about whether or not a plane (specifically a jet plane: which caused bs to ensue later >_>) could take off a conveyor belt traveling at the same speed (i.e. take off speed) as the plane, but in the opposite direction. Cody was convinced it couldn't take off, whereas i had already had this argument with Marshall a few years back, and knew that it could. a bet was made that if I were right, Cody would buy me a dozen roses, and if i were wrong (which i wasn't) i would buy him a game (yey ambiguity). we decided that we would settle the bet with the Mythbusters show that aired 1/30, which happened to be testing this myth. however, we missed the show and so we sort of called a truce. i later talked to Marshall who HAD seen the show, and the plane DID take off -but because it was a prop plane and not a jet, Cody insisted that neither of us won, and that it was a tie (BULL!). at any rate, i'm renting him a game (1/10 the cost of buying it) and he got me some pearl jewelry in lieu of flowers (which works for me).









uhm... i posted other new pictures up on facebook under the photo album "semester two".

we watched the superbowl - i'm not a football fan. at all. rather impressed that the giants totally smashed the patriots tho - last minute. way cool. almost as good as a peewee hockey game. because pro-football can't even touch highschool hockey. hahaha. losers.

i need to do physics now. g'bye!

they say there's something in the water...

Seriously, they do.

There are signs posted in our bathrooms telling us "Not to drink Moore Hall water until after this sign has been removed". Why? Well, besides the fact that our water tastes like it was swilled around in a dirty trash can full of poo, it now has a brown tinge to it. You can't really tell when you run water from the taps, but you can in the toilets (at first, I thought someone didn't flush).

Gross. My college is contaminated. We're all gonna die.

Back in Black

So I'm back in Fairbanks now. Cody, Jackie, and I all drove up yesterday; the roads weren't plowed yet (it'd been snowing like mad) and just before Cantwell, you could barely see ten feet in front of you because of the snow and wind - plus there were snow drifts. Scary times. We made it here okay though. We stopped by Skinny Dick's Halfway Inn, but they were closed (for the winter?).

Now I'm working on unpacking and resetting my room. I don't have class until Friday morning, so I'm not in a major hurry. I'm bored, and lonely (Since Jill hasn't gotten in yet), and my internet isn't working in my room for some reason (I'm on Cody's computer). Meh.

I think this semester will be pretty easy though, wish me luck!!

erp.

*From this morning*

Today I’m babysitting, which isn’t so horrible, since it’s only really one kid most of the day, and she’s napping. I’ve been babysitting these kids for a few days now. They can be pretty bad, but are generally good kids. Problems that y incur include the usual getting into things I’m not supposed to, eating things I’m not supposed to, and lying about things I’m supposed to do (not supposed to do) because the babysitter doesn’t know better. But that isn’t so much of a problem today, since I only have one kid until 3, and she’s to nap until then.

My problem is, I have nothing to do. There’s no internet connection that I can see, I didn’t bring a book because I assumed the whole world has an internet connection, if not wireless internet, and I was planning on blogging. A lot.

And I don’t have Adobe Photoshop anymore, my free trial ran out, which sucks because I was going to start to blog-scrap, all electronically, so I could document stuff. I like scrapping, I just don’t have the patience or whatever to sit down and scrap with real paper – that and I never really print photos. The scrap-urge usually comes infrequently, and when I have no pictures that I can use. By the time that I order pictures and get them, the urge is gone, and the photos sit in a drawer for years. So my solution was to e-scrap, and blog by “pages”. I also want to learn flash so I can make stories about friends and family that are funnier than looking at pictures and reading captions.

On my to do list: learn flash, get a photo-retouchy-fixer-program-thing, and figure out my real plans for next year.

All these need the net.

Figures.

*end*





so... now I'm downloading an Adobe Flash trial. it's taking FOREVER. But I'm really excited, and I think I'll have a lot of fun playing with the program for the month I get to use it. I already have some things lined up for my first flash, and hopefully it'll be fun. My second flash project will (hopefully) be centered around my comic (that kinda failed) "Redundant Dinosaur" with the theme of how lame XBox/XBox360/Playstation/Wii/Computer games are, and how none of the WWII games let the Nazi's win (I'm NOT a facist - it just makes the game more realistic and gives it a sort of purpose I think. The same could be said for American Revolution games if there really were any), and how velociraptors are never used, even though they would be awesome weaponsfor trench warfare.


No, I don't do drugs, smoke anything, or drink alcohol. I'm completely sober when I come up with these ideas. Yes, that does make them frightening - feel free to cower in my presence muhahhaa.



Sleep!

ugly morning

I understand why college's don't have class before 8. I'd forgotten how horrible it is to wake up at six in the morning to go to school, how unbearable it is to leave your warm, comfortable bed after so short a time in it to do something.

In case you're wondering, I drove Cat to school today, so she could get coffee, and I could have the Mistake (better known as a Mistique) for a babysitting gig. I only had to wake up at 6:20, put some warm things on and drive; Cat woke up at 5:30, took a shower, got ready for school, and has to be in class all day.

I think that formal school (where you go to class from seven something to two something) ends when you're eighteen, not because you're ready to enter the new world, but because The Institution knows that by this point, only a dedicated hand full are going to the full seven hours of school anyway, and that even they are sick of the whole thing.

College is better. Most people aim for the later classes, so they can wake up at ten, get some stuff done, go to class at two, get out an hour later, maybe have another class or two that day and BAM! you're done. Of course, college sucks because it's expensive, i.e. University of Oregon (the school I'm trying to transfer to) is $19,338 a year in tuition alone. $20,000 in tuition! Tuition at my current school is $2,248 in tuition; next semester will cost me a total of $5,500, which makes my bill for the first year of college a grand total of $11,000.

Why am I switching? The food sucks. The campus isn't a "realistic college feel", and I'm miserable at Fairbanks. I hate cold and dark: winter's suck, and the fact that I knew this and then moved north so I'd be colder for longer and in the dark longer made no sense.

So the plan is to go to Oregon, get an apartmento with the lovely Alishab, and go to UofO, and put myself WAY into debt. What if I can't transfer? I'll a) go to Oregon anyway, and go to Community college near UofO and live with Alisha or b) go to UAA, because it's less cold, and dark here in south central compared to the interior.

For people who are wondering about poor Cody, he's okay with this. He's been very sweet about the whole thing, and knows I hate Fairbanks. No he isn't coming with me to Oregon, he's going to stay at UAF and finish school there. He doesn't even want to go to UAA; he; likes Fairbanks (God knows why). We're staying together, just not geographically; he's too good for me to give up.

On another note, CAKE!

HA! Now that I have you dazed AND confused, I make my escape!

Interview with an Eight Year Old

Keegan and I had a sleep over. Homigosh. That child is fun to talk to. We talked about everything from why he should put the toilet seat down (and how to avoid Cat's wrath if she catches him using
"her" bathroom), to my boyfriend ("he's like my brother except closer"), to Pokemon and school. Two hundred pictures later, I called it quits, and here are the thirty pictures that we liked.

He's wearing Cody's hat. And looks adorable. Some of the pictures are goofy because he's trying to immatate Cody or he's eating food, or he was pretending to BE Cody by putting the hat on his butt and saying he was Cody.

Fun times.

New Years

Oh God. New Years.

Went to Megger's as per tradition demands, and ohmigod. The first two hours were a girl's night type thing, where we decorated cupcakes, and chatted girly chat before Marshall showed up. Then we watched Knocked Up until we realised it was very nearly midnight, which means we should toast or something. So we all scrambled to figure out exactly what time it was, and how to change the TV to the news so we could watch the Ball drop. We got to watch just in time. Then we set off fireworks, and I nearly brained Cody when I was startled by a really loud firework (he showed up at 1130, just like he promised). And then.... we played games and hung around.

I woke up this morning, and my car was covered in obscenities. Funny obscenities, but not exactly what you want on your car when you drive around town. Unfortunately, for Cat, I was driving her car. Luckily for Dad (and me!) I didn't drive HIS car that he needs for work. So, I owe Cat a carwash. And I'm really tired.

I need some breakfast.