Lunatics and Princesses

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Anna got me this journal just after 9/11/2001. Since then, I:

- came back from Arizona
- worked in a bakery and a machine parts factory
- discovered Lord of the Rings
- went to Toronto for what was essentially my first cosplay convention
- worked as an environmental canvasser
- started college for the second time
- fell in love
- moved out of my parents' house
- finished an Associate's Degree
- worked as an office temp
- did a brief stint as an artistic model
- started at a four-year university
- fell out of love
- fell in love again
- worked for a rental company
- finished a Bachelor's Degree
- moved a bunch of times
- adopted two wonderful kittens
- started seriously cosplaying and going to anime conventions
- got braces... finally
- started a master's degree in Art History
- put on an undergraduate academic conference
- started collecting kimono
- met so many wonderful, wonderful people, many of whom have changed the course of my life's direction, even if only a little.

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At long last I have internets back on a full time basis. It took a while to get it up and running, even after I came back to school, since they put my computer in "quarantine" for some reason, meaning that my ISP address was restricted and I couldn't access anything. I guess I could have gone down to the pods, but they've got such an overflow of people this year that it's impossible to get one unless it's three in the morning. They have so many people that they're dorming them in lounges. Christ's sake, Binger, I know you want to be a big name school but come on. Pace yourself a bit.

Summer vacation was insane. Here it is.

~ AMA and cosplay insanity.
~ Sand fleas? Scabies? Mysterious rashes strike again.
~ Am now a figure model.
~ Was in an independent horror movie! I got to kill Matt wheee!!!
~ Worked all the time omg.
~ Tried to study Latin. Failed.
~ Met the director for the Valley of the Kings (in Egypt) and it was TWUE LURRRRVE.
~ Moved to a new apartment.
~ Came back to school.

Now school is in session. Here it is.

~ Latin is Latin. It will never change.
~ Taking Arabic. I'm a terrible speller.
~ TAKING BALLET FOUR DAYS A WEEK I AM IN HEAVEN.
~ Medieval building. Yay.
~ Circus arts: I almost never go (damn schoolwork) however, I did decorate the table at the block party.
~ Anime club. lol.
~ Just joined fashion club. Am the only person with a sewing machine on campus.
~ Might be getting a job at a vet's office.
~ GRAD SCHOOL APPLICATIONS AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!

Might graduate in the spring. Might not.

Time to go get the laundry before some jerk dumps it on the floor.

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Part I: Pain

Sometimes the phrase "pain is weakness leaving the body" is a good phrase. The rest of the time, pain is just pain and it hurts. Word to the wise: riding buses can be detrimental to your health. Got clocked in the head twice yesterday (once on the bus, once in the living room), got whacked in the chest (on the bus on Monday), ran into two walls and a door, and smacked my elbow on the table. All this in addition to other injuries which render me pretty much unable to sit on floors comfortably. Or to sleep on my back. Or to wear a heavy backpack. (...Not that I'm really complaining, though.)

Part II: Loneliness

...Yeah. It's just there. Not much I can do about it. The next six weeks are so, so, so going to suck- my little bits of social life are going to fall by the wayside, so I can study without distraction. Which makes me sad, because, you know, I like being distracted.

Part III: All My Pretty Chickens

I am still bemoaning my incredible stupidity in leaving my CD case on the bus. Something will remind me of a song or album, and I'll be all, DAMMIT! THAT WAS IN THE CD CASE! Five years of CD's, right out the proverbial window... Ugh. Now I'm left with bits and pieces and trying to do damage control.

All my pretty chickens, in one fell swoop. *cries*

Part IV: School

I talked to Professor Owens yesterday and he okay'ed me for all the classes I want to take next semester. Yay.

Handed in my English paper, but forgot to add the citations- which is stupid, because I have them all written out in my notes. I have this habit of writing first and adding citations later, because adding the stupid things in the body of the paper breaks my concentration. So this grade will probably suck. *facedesk*

Got an A on the Sociology test I thought I failed. However, I still have two writing assignments to finish for that class. I'll proably do them later.

I have to finish my lab for tomorrow. I also have to study for my math test and finish two homework assignments and hand them in.

Oh, and I have a Criminal Justice test on Friday.

Must. Study. Chemistry. Harder. ---> I should probably take drugs to do this part.

[Note to self: register for classes for next semester]

Part V: Exhaustion

Somewhere in all this mess I need to find time for sleeping. I fell asleep twice yesterday in the living room- the second time, Mom woke me up, and I thought I had overslept and was going to be late getting to school. The point is: sleep is Feather's friend, and it's someone she hasn't hung out with nearly enough.

Part VI: The Light at the End of the Tunnel

This summer is so going to rock... at least until summer school starts.

Yay for operas and movie openings!