Midterms

Wow. It's been a while since I wrote to you.

A lot has happened in a month. This school has offered me a lot of opportunity, and I'm still in the process of taking advantage. Two weeks into school I was offered a job at the Wellness Center, where I do social media and marketing things. Mostly I do design and research. Recently I found out about two school publications which I am going to do my best to be involved with, Calliope and the Pacifican.

I've also been given the chance to go to London during spring break; we would visit Oxford and Stonehenge and Bath and many other places. It all sounds very exciting. That, and studying abroad next year. I've wanted to leave the US for quite a few years now. Finally I will begin to have the chance. There are so many beautiful things in this world.

My professors here are wonderful and personable. They each have their own senses of humor, and plenty of wisdom to share. The relationship between students and teachers here is different than I have previously experienced. I'm quite enjoying it. Already I have the feeling that I will leave this place with good connections to my mentors, without having to labor for it.

I'm in a good place, learning good things. The good people are in progress. X) Ah.

I will try and write more often, because this is a little ridiculous.

"Στα βάθη του χειμώνα, ανακάλυψα μέσα μου ένα αήττητο καλοκαίρι." Continue reading →

auditions

Well…. I did it! I auditioned for the Glee Project. I wasn’t entirely happy with the whole thing because my computer’s mic creates some distortion, but… I can’t do anything about that. So I guess I just live with it. I’m excited to see if this leads anywhere, but I’m also very aware that it will be months before I hear anything, if I hear anything. Mm.

Tomorrow morning early I am going with dad to fill in for Scott at a biker rally. I’m not looking forward to the less-sleep. But a bacon-egg-and-cheese biscuit in the morning might make me a little more happy. When it’s that early, I don’t always care that I’m eating crap, so long as it is made of things that taste really good. X)

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There's a big world out there

I’m trying to decide whether or not I should audition for the glee project. I suppose it’s an audition for an audition for an audition…. So I shouldn’t put this much thought into the whole thing. I should just do it and see what happens. But I’m scared of getting half-way there and failing and then having to come back to the “plan” I screwed up by going in the first place. There are too many words in most of these sentences. Anyway.

I always tell myself a story before I go to sleep. Sometimes if I’m lucky the story bleeds into my dreams. I’m usually not myself, in my dreams.  I can be a boy, or an androgyne, or some foreign ethnicity or a race that doesn’t exist at all. My dreams are one of my favorite places, actually. It’s way easier to be the hero in dreams.

One last thing: There is this person that reoccurs in my nighttime adventures. I don’t know what he/she looks like. They switch genders and clothes a lot, but when this person is there I always know it. They’re like my closest friend, and I always feel safe. My protector, sort of. The kind of feelings you get when you’re with someone you’ve known forever, and silence is okay and you know in a glance what the other person is thinking. It’s great. But I haven’t seen them in a while. I don’t know why. Continue reading →

dreams

…Had some weird dreams last night. I went to bed feeling pretty good, and somehow my brain translated that into:

• Deep-scuba and running out of air.
• Becoming a teen mom (Read: Horror.)
• Getting kicked out of the house.

These were all separate dreams. I don’t know what to do with them. Needless to say I feel a little crappy this morning. Continue reading →

Just experienced my first college ungrad interview.

Don’t know how I really feel about that. But finishing was definitely good. It’s validating to hear someone say you belong.


It was over the phone and I still cried. Jeez. Who’s the emotional one? Continue reading →

Professor Grandpa

…as I call my environmental science teacher, has assigned two essays and has given no due date. This would be exciting, except that I am a procrastinator, and therefore desperately require due dates.



Guess what progress I have made on starting these? Yep. I think you’ve got it. Continue reading →

Hair color?

I’m going to go get my hair fixed today. But I haven’t actually decided what color. Hm. I’m between an Emma Stone-esque red or my natural dirty blonde. Really can’t decide. I do have a pink undertone to my skin, so I’m wary of the blonde. … But I was born with it on my head, so it can’t be too terrible. Ugh. Help, internet?


I’ve sufficiently finished my homework for the week. All except an essay for environmental science. It’s really hard to start because he hasn’t given a deadline, and I’m a procrastinator.

What else. I’ve decided to start wearing what I want to wear and giving less of a care about what is…fashionable and/or normal.

That was a whole bunch of nothing but it’s still morning. Life hasn’t happened yet today. Continue reading →

nerdom

Firstly I am no longer sick. Yay!

On to the point of this entry. I suppose, being nearly 20, that the world should tell me it’s time to grow up a bit. Hah.

I got my welcome email yesterday. Observe:



Summarily I ventured forth tenuously into the world of Pottermore. Very fun, full of people that I understand. After a few chapters, it came time to be sorted. And. Well.

I was feeling a bit nervous. I’ve always been a self-proclaimed Slytherin. If I got stuck in Hufflepuff I think I would die of embarrassment. The questions were hard to gauge mostly, but in the end:



Today as I wake a proud Slytherin student, I’m allowing myself to bask in childhood for a bit. It’s a nice little pick-me-up from all that real world homework I have. >< Have a nice Sunday. Continue reading →

smile

still sick.

But I dreamt last night that an old friend lived down the street again. We wore plaid. She had Zebra and cats in her backyard. We talked about our old characters and then I jumped the fence to go home. She ran after be with a bucket of whip cream or something. Managed to splash it all over me in front of a glass-front pancake shop. Then we broke into song and dance and got an ovation from the pancake-goers. It was a nice dream. Continue reading →

cold attack

I have one of those colds where if you sit or lay down your nose gets blocked for no reason. I kept waking up last night. Like every two hours. It’s only the second week, universe. Come oon.

In other news, I think I will watch Apocalypto soon. And hopefully today my poetry textbooks will come. I still don’t know if I’m going to keep the class, but I’m interested in the books anyway.

I’m going to go puddle around for two hours before school.

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first week

was busy. Running around, finding classes, getting the feel for new professors. They’re all a little weird. Right now I call them: The General, John Locke, Dane Cook, and Grandpa Hippie.

Went kayaking on the ocean for the first time over the weekend. It’s not so fun. The rolling of the oceans is definitely more noticeable in smaller boats. Miserable.

Now I’m sitting and watching Star Wars II. For this reason alone:

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fun times

Jeff Netto is officially my favorite professor this semester. Late-40’s-Early-50’s white man that teaches Rhetoric. Let me tell you, he’s a master of it himself. But he often says quotable things, and today, I wrote some down.

“Another reason why death shouldn’t be so cocky. Death lives in a shitty neighborhood.” (Context: “Death, be not proud”)  

“‘Let’s get on with it; let’s get busy!’ That’s the point of a carpe diem poem. Or, well, most of them.” (Context: Shakespeare Sonnet 73)  

“‘John Dun uses several figures of speech to take away our fear of death.’ There’s a rough draft thesis for you. It just lacks the spicy words and the sexy.”  

“Make me like you a little more with your clever use of style, rather than make me resent you for boring the hell out of me.”

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