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.