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Jun. 22nd, 2004 04:40 pmHello, everyone. According to certain clocks, it is 4 oh three and what a wonderful day it is.
*dies of the stupidity of the voice that said that*
Anyway... wuzup? I'm just... sitting in my little library area. Everyone's nice enough to leave it all to me. Just finished reading the lovely Blue Flow that
inklacedfeather was writing. Technically, it sounds like the truth behind the scenes of the real thing. Donnie and all that nonsense at the Crab Shack. Anyway... it's pretty good. All that pre-slash, "Does he like me? Wait... does that mean I'm gay?" stuff between the OTP.
But. Off to another world. Where slash doesn't exist.
Testing is tomorrow. No nerves. I'll be more nervous next Monday. I don't want to meet new people. I like the people I used to know. I'd rather see a whole bunch of Seneca people than to spend the night in a room with a hick who's never been out of their little hovel before. (Ahem. Hovel is a word. Dad says it all the time. Hah. Vuhl. I think it's something like a dirty, shack-esque... place to live.) God. I really don't want to even spend the night in Miller Hall anyway. I hate dorms. I won't sleep. I know my way around campus. I don't *need* this orientation. I need my class list. And that's it.
If anyone else has had their orientation, even if it's at a different college, I wanna know what your schedule's like. So I can run up my cell phone bill and call you guys long distance. *smirks*
Le sigh. I'm bored. And I'm all talked out. I've been sleeping til ten... (WOOHOO!) but that evil monster FLO has come back to me, bringing as much pain with her as she can. My neck feels like everything is crushing in on it. If I could just detatch my head for a minute... Alas. I cannot.
I keep meaning to write this poem for a good friend of mine that ended up traveling on the Good Ship Disfellow. (Inside joke. Only JWs understand.) Anyway, I've had this thought in my head for it for the past week. But nothing doing. Just... waiting for inspiration. I turned on my computer for all intents of writing it. Didn't.
Season two of Queer as Jedi is over and I'm so disappointed. And saddened. Qui... is... and Xani... and Anakin... Why??? *bawls* And the Council is so mean to Obi and Bruck and Siri. Bail's too weak. Jerks... the lot of them. *gives one big Jedi group hug* Notice how I'm really not giving anything away? Read it, you must, youngling. *general Jedi Force wave* *g*
Anyway.
I should probably get a life. There's really nothing going on right now, and I seriously want to go do something. My mom's saying again that I might get to go to England next summer. Like that'll help me any. What I'm waiting for is for my Webbie and my cuzzo Ane to get some money together. We're gonna go see the Cirque du Soleil once they graduate. And spend at least a week in whatever city. And shop and sightsee and be general tourists. And, if I thought that I'd like it, I'd suggest a road trip for us. But I'll have to put that off until Ane turns 18, at least. Which means another... 4, maybe 5 years. Crud.
I need to practice my french. I'm so crappy right now. Nothing is helping. And I need to go back to doing Sign language. Brian should help. *glares at the mean brother*
Forgot some work. Gotta run.
*dies of the stupidity of the voice that said that*
Anyway... wuzup? I'm just... sitting in my little library area. Everyone's nice enough to leave it all to me. Just finished reading the lovely Blue Flow that
But. Off to another world. Where slash doesn't exist.
Testing is tomorrow. No nerves. I'll be more nervous next Monday. I don't want to meet new people. I like the people I used to know. I'd rather see a whole bunch of Seneca people than to spend the night in a room with a hick who's never been out of their little hovel before. (Ahem. Hovel is a word. Dad says it all the time. Hah. Vuhl. I think it's something like a dirty, shack-esque... place to live.) God. I really don't want to even spend the night in Miller Hall anyway. I hate dorms. I won't sleep. I know my way around campus. I don't *need* this orientation. I need my class list. And that's it.
If anyone else has had their orientation, even if it's at a different college, I wanna know what your schedule's like. So I can run up my cell phone bill and call you guys long distance. *smirks*
Le sigh. I'm bored. And I'm all talked out. I've been sleeping til ten... (WOOHOO!) but that evil monster FLO has come back to me, bringing as much pain with her as she can. My neck feels like everything is crushing in on it. If I could just detatch my head for a minute... Alas. I cannot.
I keep meaning to write this poem for a good friend of mine that ended up traveling on the Good Ship Disfellow. (Inside joke. Only JWs understand.) Anyway, I've had this thought in my head for it for the past week. But nothing doing. Just... waiting for inspiration. I turned on my computer for all intents of writing it. Didn't.
Season two of Queer as Jedi is over and I'm so disappointed. And saddened. Qui... is... and Xani... and Anakin... Why??? *bawls* And the Council is so mean to Obi and Bruck and Siri. Bail's too weak. Jerks... the lot of them. *gives one big Jedi group hug* Notice how I'm really not giving anything away? Read it, you must, youngling. *general Jedi Force wave* *g*
Anyway.
I should probably get a life. There's really nothing going on right now, and I seriously want to go do something. My mom's saying again that I might get to go to England next summer. Like that'll help me any. What I'm waiting for is for my Webbie and my cuzzo Ane to get some money together. We're gonna go see the Cirque du Soleil once they graduate. And spend at least a week in whatever city. And shop and sightsee and be general tourists. And, if I thought that I'd like it, I'd suggest a road trip for us. But I'll have to put that off until Ane turns 18, at least. Which means another... 4, maybe 5 years. Crud.
I need to practice my french. I'm so crappy right now. Nothing is helping. And I need to go back to doing Sign language. Brian should help. *glares at the mean brother*
Forgot some work. Gotta run.
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Date: 2004-06-22 04:13 pm (UTC)GENERAL CHEMISTRY I (Recitation) - Mon,Wed,Fri 11:00-11:50am (Chemistry Building)
GENERAL CHEMISTRY I (Lecture) - Thurs 8:00-8:50am (Life Science Building)
INTRO TO CHEM ANALYSIS I (Laboratory) - Mon 2:00-2:50pm (Bingham Humanities Building)
INTRO TO CHEM ANALYSIS I (Recitation) - Tues 8:00-10:50am (Chemistry Building)
ADV COMPOSITION FRESHMEN - Mon,Wed,Fri 12:00-12:50pm (Threlkeld Hall)
HONORS MODES OF INQUIRY - Wed 9:00-9:50am (Davidson Hall)
CALCULUS II - Mon,Tues,Thurs 3:00-4:15pm (Natural Sciences Building)
MUSIC IN WESTERN CIV - Tues,Thurs 1:00-2:15pm (School of Music Building)
so now you can stalk me. and you know i'll be living in threlkeld hall so you can come visit me.
orientation isnt that bad, its just pretty boring. and you dont really learn your way around campus anyway. mostly they just make you play really stupid games. and dont worry about the roommate thing, i saw my roommate for approximately 15 minutes. we both got to the room right before we went to sleep and left as soon as we woke up. and the dorm isnt bad, its just really fucking cold at night.
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Date: 2004-06-27 02:24 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-06-29 05:38 am (UTC)