hawaiian

I can hear the crickets

Sat, 16 Jun 2007 16:05:58 GMT

So yeah, I think it's fairly clear that I fail as a livejournaler. Heck, I'm not even sure if that's the proper title. NEVERTHELESS, today I want to share part of a poem about beauty tips. For a person who can get a little too fixated on looks at times, this was nice to read. I got it in a forwarded e-mail so hell is probably due to freeze over any minute now, but apparently it's written by Audrey Hepburn, one of the loveliest women I can think of.

For attractive lips, speak words of kindness.

For lovely eyes, seek out the good in people.

For a slim figure, share your food with the hungry.

For beautiful hair, let a child run his/her fingers through it once a day.

For poise, walk with the knowledge that you never walk alone.

Cool, huh?

Tue, 17 Apr 2007 06:18:36 GMT

You know how when you start writing something, and it’s pretty good, and you like it, but then you get to that one part that you really don’t even want to deal with so you go on a mad editing spree of the rest of it instead, and you change a million little things around, and then you realize that something key doesn’t fit/sound good/make any sense really at all so you consider scrapping it, except that would mean you’d have to write the entire introduction again and you have exams, damnit, and then you just go "oh well, that’s that" and abandon it?

Well, it’s very liberating.

I can’t believe I haven’t posted here in 3 weeks. Lots of stuff has happened. School stuff, family stuff, uh, life stuff…I went to see Il Divo last Friday night. If you haven’t heard of Il Divo, they’re this fantastically cheesy group of opera-pop guys who appeal mostly to middle-aged housewives. I may have been the only person under 30 in the room, but damn if it wasn’t the best concert I’ve ever been to. XD Sad.

In other news, An Inconvenient Truth is a very good movie that everyone should see, and not just because the credits told me to say that. I understand global warming so much better now. And I’m actually worried. I have no idea what the world is going to look like in 50 years time, but if Al Gore is anywhere near the mark, I think we’d better do something.

I'm still missing notes for the social ecology exam I have tomorrow, which is bad because I only got a 76% on the essay. Frantic studying and trying to get in touch with people tomorrow. Now, sleep. :3

aaaand panic!

Tue, 27 Mar 2007 06:24:38 GMT

I have a job interview on Thursday. ._. This is bound to end in (potentially literal) tears.

So, I need three references. So far I've got my last summer employer and the supervisor from the Subway I worked at 2 years ago. Which is okay, but they also happen to be an aunt and my best friend. Hahaha, ha.

But the position is assisting with an after-school program, so they're probably just looking for character references. I hope. I really really want this job. The pay is shitty, but it's in the social services sector, is pretty close to where I live, has perfect hours, and would end just before my summer job starts. I just need to not sound like an idiot or get lost on the way and show up late or fall in a puddle or...burn my eyebrows off, or something. I know I can make good impressions, because I do it sometimes. I just need to learn how to do it on purpose. :/

everyone is now a fairy :o

Sun, 25 Mar 2007 07:53:06 GMT

Tonight I saw a local production of Gilbert and Sullivan's Iolanthe. It was good stuff. :3 Lots of adapted political humor, and the two leads had amazing voices. It makes me want to start singing again.

I'm feeling all inspired now. I've got like a hundred potential projects floating around in my head that I want to finish/start on, and I don't feel so stuck anymore. I'm excited and kind of giddy and reeeeeeeeeally tired. Of course, all this optimism might just be because my kitchen is clean (sweet jesus THANK YOU) and I'm kind of tipsy.

Wed, 21 Mar 2007 19:05:04 GMT

Well, I've mostly recovered from last week's...last-weekyness. ._. Newest worry: finding work to last me from now till my summer job starts. I need money. I'm dirt poor right now and I want to buy stuff. Whine whine whine.

Writing-wise, I have backed myself into some really unfortunate corners. It's pretty clear that I can't write action scenes to save my life, and I've made it so I basically have to in two separate stories. DOI. There is no way out of it, and one of them is an actual fight, which I'm especially crap at. So far I've written like 3 lines, deleted them, and given up to make banana bread.

What is the secret to capturing an effective action sequence? O INTERNET, I IMPLORE YE.

But mmm...banana bread.

fucking fuck.

Thu, 15 Mar 2007 04:02:55 GMT

Excuse my french, internet. ._. Today= something like the worst day ever. And I'm too stupid tired to even rant about it. Thank you, that is all.

t-minus not enough time, oh god

Tue, 13 Mar 2007 06:22:44 GMT

And now I have 2 days to do it, but at least I know exactly what I'm going to write about: the Aral Sea. Cause it's shrinking, see? I've planned the whole thing out page-by-page, but for some reason my brain just doesn't want to start the actual writing part.

It's perfectly willing to make me write a dozen other things, though. I swear, big assignments are like inspirational steroids. ._. I even drew, which, let me assure you, is major wtf-ery. I am by no means an artistic person. I like making birthday cards, and that's usually where it ends for me and art.

Tomorrow will be a madcap adventure in speed-writing. 8D

oh jeez.

Fri, 09 Mar 2007 06:26:39 GMT

I forgot about an essay that's due next Wednesday.

Shiznat.

This looks like a job for: Hermit Girl! :o Faster than the approach of a speeding deadline! Able to live indefinitely off microwaved hotdogs and canned soup! Avoids direct sunlight!

I really wish I hadn't agreed to go to the currency museum tomorrow. It's not even a good form of procrastination. I mean, it's the currency museum. I might as well be doing homework.

it's like kicking puppies

Tue, 27 Feb 2007 06:47:04 GMT

HOdamn, this is going to be a crazy week. I have three midterms, one of which has been rescheduled to the day that I leave on a ski trip. I just hope we're not leaving before 4. The other two are on the same day. PLUS I absolutely have to look for a job, PLUS I've somehow made it normal for me to go to bed at 4. My body refuses to be tired any earlier. And stats. Oh god, stats. I can't believe I haven't broken down and cried about this class yet. Oh wait, I kind of did. Thanks hormones!

On a really unrelated note, I need a haircut. And I saw the Oscar's last night--good stuff. There's so many movies I want to see now: Pan's Labyrinth, The Last King of Scotland, Half Nelson, Casino Royale...okay, I don't think Casino Royale won any Oscars, but I still really want to see it. I can't believe I missed the new James Bond movie. I am all about about the James Bond movies, usually. I haven't been to the theater in months.

stupid vines

Sun, 18 Feb 2007 08:22:54 GMT

So I'm trying to play the first Kingdom Hearts on my roommate's PS2, and it's pretty humbling. Right now I'm stuck at this giant ninja-type boss fight in Alladin's world, which I think might be optional, but darnit, I want the full gaming experience. o_o If I beat this, it will officially be the first game I've ever played all by myself! Okay, except for that one part in Tarzan world.

Fri, 16 Feb 2007 07:06:30 GMT

A poem

Hahaha three hours of sleep

hahaha three hours of sleep and studying for a cancelled exam

haaaaaahahaha I love my life and god, my room is freezing today

soup will make it all better.

the holiday that never was

Wed, 14 Feb 2007 09:14:59 GMT

Oh jeez, it's Valentine's day. Luckily, I forgot to get a boyfriend again.

Although I'm sort of dating someone. Ish. Sort of. If you want to get technical. Which I don't, so I'm ignoring him for the entire week and if he calls and I pick up and he mentions it, I will claim that I totally forgot! And that I have midterms and am hermiting all week. Because I don't want to deal with Valentine's day. Ever. Not until I'm married, at least. It's too awkward. I become the biggest tool ever when guys do mushy things, like with the flowers and the candles and the wow, your eyes are so deep!!1 Because it's just so...so lame. It never feels genuine and I'm left standing there going "..." and kind of absurdly repulsed by the whole thing, but wanting to be nice about it because it's probably just me being neurotic and unable to take a compliment.

So I'm skipping it this year, officially. Instead, today is...lava cake day. Who doesn't like lava cakes? My roommate and I made some from an insta-mix, and they were delicious. To celebrate further, I'm going to devote half an hour's study time to my first-timer's fic of questionable characterization. Happy lava cake day to all!

terms I don't know:

Sun, 11 Feb 2007 22:44:39 GMT

OTP
AU
Seme
Uke
Zemy...oh. Nevermind.

The world of fanfiction boggles my tiny brain. :|

warning for caps use

Thu, 08 Feb 2007 05:04:42 GMT

I am sick of winter. Or possibly of my stupid wool jacket that sure, looks nice, but HAS NO COLLAR TO SPEAK OF and does not block the wind AT ALL. I feel like such a whiny snot, complaining about the cold all the time. I used to love winter. It was my favourite season. I'd do all that cool winter stuff that kids do: build snowmen, go sliding, make forts and all that.

I swear I did not notice myself getting lame. I'm going to buy myself a real coat and actual mittens, like the hotpaws kind, and then I'm gonna go outside and play. Possibly even snowpants too. When my midterms are over. And it warms up a bit.

rescheduling

Tue, 06 Feb 2007 06:19:07 GMT

Happy Tuesday. It took me 7 hours to finish my two-page assignment, mostly because I kept getting distracted by an idea about a KH2 character and a line from the bible. It wouldn't go away, so I did a drabble about it, and the drabble turned into 1000 words that needs to be about 6 times that to actually turn into anything presentable. It's got an avalanche in it. I can't tell if it's good, but it's making me giggle anyway. I'm writing again, about something I actually want to write about. I cancelled my date. The only downside is that it's eating into my study time for the midterm I have on Friday.

So it's promising to be the week from hell, but I am pretty much having a great time.

Also, I get the tag thing now. I don't really know what it's good for, though. It makes you reflect on what you've written, which in this case is pretty dribbly and stupid and lacking in substance. I think livejournal loves me already.

welcome to livejournal, home of the clannish

Mon, 05 Feb 2007 07:12:25 GMT

Jeez, I am intimidated. I used to have a blurty, guys. A blurty. This is good, though. I have things to angst about. But first: I read somewhere that Axel was a gypsy. This is a) hilarious and b) proof that I am psychic, because I totally called this one. When my roommate was playing Kingdom Hearts 2 I decided he was from The Hunchback of Notredame. It was intuitive. He totally reminded me of the jester.

[edit] I have discovered moods. What's funny is that I really despise penguins.