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So I'm home for the long weekend. I've added three stories to my Big Damn Table (I love that phrase), and will probably wind up adding more.

I'm rather upset they cancelled Friday classes for a freaking tropical storm. You'd think we'd never had a hurricane before. Of the cateogry FOUR variety. Morons. I was looking foward to watching that documentary on witchcraft in my World Civ class, s'il vous plait!

Ahh, yes, the joys of four years of French.

I'm currently taking Latin now...and I keep trying to translate stuff, and pronounce it correctly. I love Latin because every syllable must be pronounced, which means there's no way in hell I can pronounce it wrong. I mean, I can pronounce it wrong (and believe me, I do), but it's not because I'm pronouncing syllables that are supposed to be silent. In Latin, nothing is silent. It's a very loud language.

Unfortunately, it's not as beautiful when it's spoken. Why? Because a lot of the stuff is pronounced differently, so that it sounds like I have a speech impediment. Take, for instance, the phrase "Vincit veritas". It sounds beautiful, right? Sadly, in Latin "all your v's are w's."

Which means I pronounce it "Wincit weritas." I now fear that Julius Ceasar and Pontius Pilate sounded very stupid. Thank goodness Alexander the Great spoke very little Latin. There's nothing romantic or beautiful about Xandros saying "Let the truth prevail" when he sounds like there's a bunch of cotton shoved under his tongue.

This also makes me question the legitimacy of Mel Gibson's Passion of the Christ. If his Latin was pronounced wrong...how can we be sure his Aramic and Hebrew was up to snuff? I do seem to recall several professors and Jewish rabbis bemoaning the bad accents, and now I think I see what they mean.

My mother has a cold, and I'm convinced she's managed to transfer it to me in less than twenty four hours. My legs feel weak, and I'm slightly nauseous. Time to pull out the remedy book of "Ye Olde Herbes and Ways to Make Your Mother Suffer Because She Gave You Her Miserable Affliction."

Everyone forget I said that. *hides the book*

My father offers no sympathy about this at all. His exact words? "Get the hell out of here, and don't give it to me." *grins* I love my father.

Seriously, I can't afford to get sick. I have an exam in two weeks on three chapters in my World Civ class, and I need to be preparing.

Also! I have three papers due in late November for my OT class...I have two topics picked out that fulfill all the requirements, but I need a third topic.

Topic 1: David and Jonathan and the nature of their relationship
Topic 2: The socio-cultural and religious differences between Jacob and his wives, Leah and Rachel, and their handmaidens
Topic 3: I was thinking maybe doing it on the Schechinah (those who are Jewish or studied the OT will understand), but I can't actually find an article on the Schechinah in The Anchor Bible Dictionary, which is where I need to be looking.

Does anyone else have an idea on a topic? It needs to be in the OT, and must be able to be studied in an academic manner, not a devotional one. For instance, I can't go off and talk about how stupid the god Dagon is because he's not Yahweh. I could discuss Dagon in academic terms and show how he related to the Cannanites, and what the Hebrews thought of him, but I couldn't interject my own opinion. If anyone else has an idea, or something you think would be cool to write a paper on, let me know. I'm open to suggestions. I thought about doing it on sacred marriage, but I know myself, and I'd be dragging Celtic deities and the Great Marriage into it by the tenth page.
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So, I was talking to someone, and somehow our conversation got onto drugs. Cocaine, specifically.

And it suddenly occured to me that while, yes, I have an addictive personality (I do, although I'm only addicted to caffeine and the interenet), the time I did coke, I didn't get hooked.

Becuase the time I did coke, I was manic.

I'm not sure how you describe a mania high to anyone who isn't bipolar or manic depressive. You can't really. They don't make mania into a drug, unless you count speed, but even speed doesn't match mania.

When I'm manic, it's so much better than any drug I could ever take. Coke, angel dust, speed, pot, heroin...I think being manic outdoes all of that.

But being manic comes with a very, very high price. EVERYTHING is a beautiful, amazing, original idea when you're manic, and it absolutely has to be done RIGHT THIS MINUTE, or you will lose the oppurtunity forever.

It's part of the reason I have a scarification on my back. It's part of the reason I've had my cartelidge repierce four times. It's solely the reason I have a corset. I think it a very good thing that my mania never led me to try any drug stronger than coke (and I thank the gods I was manic when I did the coke, or it's possible I would've become addicted).

Those who are bipolar know what I'm talking about. I know people who are bipolar who regularly and consistently do a long round of drugs, from alcohol to heroin, because they're manic, and they think it's a good idea. I know one girl at my university that's severely bipolar, and was so addicted to the mania that she would go out and buy speed, to help increase it. I think for a little while, when she was in a severe depressed cycle, she was exchanging blowjobs for speed, in hopes that she would shoot back into a mania.

She was crying pretty damn hard when we had this conversation, so I may have misheard her.

Being manic is pretty when it's controllable. You're beautiful and immortal and you can do ANYTHING.

I know. I wrote six novels, half of a thesis, consistently believed that if I could just cut my veins deep enough, I'd be normal again, and tried to throw myself out a window. Because I honestly thought I had wings.

I take it back. The net and caffeine aren't the only things I'm addicted to. Cutting is also an addiction, and I'll probably never stop thinking that it's beautiful. Sign of an addict, I know, but no one said I was normal.

I'm not even sure why I'm typing this. It's certainly not aimed at any one particular person, and it really doesn't even have a point.

Oh, wait. Yes it does. It was that idiot who thought bipolar people were drug addicts or attention whores. Hee. Stupid boy, I'll rip your kidneys out, and strangle you with your own intestines, and we'll see who's laughing then.
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I'm about to head off to dinner, but before I go...

I want to join [livejournal.com profile] 100_original! It's taken forever for them to validate my claim, and I want to start posting and scribbling.

Also, sold another book on half.com, and got a lot of info from the study seminar I attended yesterday. Go ahead and laugh; I want a 3.5 this year to start with.

Going to leave Anima here for now;I'll be back for her around 6:15 so I can head to my (first ever!) Old Testament class.

Wish me luck!
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Everyone, meet Anima Chise! (courtesy of [livejournal.com profile] dwarvennomlet and [livejournal.com profile] death2sanity. (pronounced: Anema Chi-sae)

Wheee!

Have no idea why I'm so chipper. Seriously. Not a clue. But we went over some Netsilik Eskimo notes, and in Latin we're talking about declination of nouns and verbs (it's actually a lot of fun), and World Civ...the Reformation! Whee. Seriously, I've known the Reformation since I was like, yae high. *points to mid thigh* But, anyway!

*is severly hyper*

Hard Candy is coming to Hendrix Theater (the oncampus movie place), and I so so so want to see it. Patrick Wilson is an incredible actor (note: must see Angels in America ASAP), and I'd love to see his portrayal of a pedophile. Ellen Page (the girl who played Kitty in X3) was so convincing in the trailer for HC that I really thought she was 14. I almost lost my dinner.

It seems [livejournal.com profile] losille2000 is right. Poor Wilson can't play a movie where he's not seducing 17 year old actresses or getting his ass tied up. Plus, Hard Candy isn't your typical pedophile movie. It's supposed to be similar to role reversal, where the victim becomes judge and jury and executioner. I want to be a vindicitive bitch when I grow up! They have all the fun.

My first week seems to be jampacked with stuff. Classes, notes, readings (it's a good thing I find it all riveting), and then there are the extracurriculars. There's a three hour study session tonight that I want to go to. Tommrrow I have my first ever Old Testament class (I hope I've read ahead enough!), and there's a dorm meeting I need to attend. Wednesday is a meeting of the equestrian club, which I'm really curious about, and Thursday there's a B-Glad meeting at 8. I wanted to join the taekwondo club, but it meets on Tuesday evenings in the middle of my OT class, so maybe I'll join the Taijutsu club instead. I want to do something that will keep me active...I sort of wish I'd signed up for my health class this semester.

Ah, well. This weekend is Labor Day, and I'm going home to gather much needed decorations for my dorm. I'm also dragging along [livejournal.com profile] deviant_lesbian if I can pry her ass out of the art building long enough.

Also! My sister just recently broke up with her boyfriend, who was cheating on her. Doug now has a limited amount of time to leave the state before I come and find him. He apparently didn't read the rules carefully. He doesn't date anyone but Jessie until she's done with him. He has made her cry. Now. I will make HIM cry. You'll forgive me if I sound horribly bitchy, but ever since I moved up to ECU, Jess and I have become incredibly close, and Doug's gone and messed her up. Most of you should look somewhere else when I go extract vengence.

All right, my battery is informing me that it needs to be plugged in. Anima and I are off to get her charged, and then I'll be catching up on reading for my anthro class, and working on some Latin.

Ta!

FINALLY!

Aug. 24th, 2006 07:09 pm
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Okay, I have my Tablet! She needs a name. Also...my network connection keeps drifting in and out. Anyone have a freaking clue?

Thanks guys!
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You know what I miss MOST about not having a computer? It's not the all night AIM marathon sessions or Sia's "Breathe Me" or rapid fire clackity clack of my keyboard as I pound out a new story.

I miss MANIPPING. I'm in a mad urge to make more icons, and I CAN'T. I hate that.


On the other hand...there is serious love for my Philosophy of Religion class. And my Latin class. And pretty much all my classes in general.

My Phil of Rel is really cool. We started out with basic concepts. "Does God exist? Is God all-knowing? How can God be all-knowing and human beings still retain free will?" The professor was AWESOME in the way he went about it. He took a broad, scary topic and made it really simple.

Let's say God believes you're going to class tommrrow. Stupid, I know, but work with me. And then you decide not to go to class. But God--GOD--believed you were going to class. Was that you excerising your free will? If it was, then God is not all powerful. And if it wasn't...then God is of two minds about everything, and is not morally perfect. It's not an attempt to undermine God's authority, but a demostration to make a person think and consider what they believe the limits of God are, and how those limits relate to your ability to have free will (unless you're a Calvinist, and in that case, you're screwed already).

I loved how he presented it. There was nothing offensive; he explained everything in terms people could understand. He even showed how the two extremes for God--abstract and concrete--don't work because they're extremes. How do you get up close and personal and BELIEVE in a God that is only the cosmos, a giant vast nothingness that may or may not hear you? And on the other hand, demanding of God zir* favorite color and favorite animal is both redundant and pointless...because who's going to answer you? The trees?

It REALLY upset some of the people in the class. It fascinated me. I'm looking foward to it, immensely.

*zir/zem is the pc term for a gender uncertain or gender neutral individual. In safe spaces, when you're uncertain of how to address a person whose gender is uncertain to you, it's polite to refer to them as zir or zem.


Also...I want to redo my header and layout. Again. And I can't. *whine whine bitch bitch*
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Seriously? You know where my Tablet is?

It's in KENTUCKY. In CUSTOMS! I HATE Leveno for buying out IBM. I HATE ECU for only carrying one brand of Tablet. And I HATE the stupid tech support guy who gave me fucking ATTITUDE when I explained that three weeks was a fucking LONG ASS time to wait for a goddamn computer!

Look, I get it okay? You've got about 5,000 pissed off students who haven't gotten their computers. You're tired of the bitching. I understand. My dad's a network engineer; he gets shit a LOT. One of my best friends works at Red Hat. She gets shit. A LOT.

But don't fucking tell me I'm childish when I politely ask WHY it's taking so goddamn long, okay? I wanted to yank you out from behind that stupid desk and ring your neck with your own bowtie.

*And for those wondering why I didn't buy outside of the university...ECU will only do maintence work on their computers, ones that are bought at their store. And while Dad may be able to solve any of the problems my Tablet might wind up with, he really, really doesn't want to have to constantly solve its problems.

*Do not argue with me about this point. Do not. Do not. Do not. End warning.


On the other hand?

Totally love my Latin class, Anthropology made me vomit (not kidding), and my World Civ prof seems to think we're all her children *gags*

Also, my stomach? Hates the food here. I like it, but the stomach is in a constant state of rebellion. Any advice from other college goers/graduates?

ECU...

Aug. 20th, 2006 01:33 pm
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So, I'm in the Joyner library at ECU. It was pretty easy to find, considering it's practically in Fleming's backyard.

The entire campus (for me) is located between Fifth Street and Tenth Street. It's easier than I thought to navigate. Mind you, the campus itself is still enormous, but the main parts I need (dorm, classes, cafeteria, library, etc) are all located between those five streets.

I love Fleming. When you step through the double doors, you're met with an entertainment center on your left and a lounge area on your right. In front of you is a wide, round-step staircase that splits into two for the upper floor. I got into my dorm and was surprised at the amount of space. It's about what you'd find in a hotel room (a regular hotel room, no suites or anything). My bed is across from the closet and my desk sits next to the closet. Kara's desk is next to my bed, and her bed is up near the window. Fleming, Jarvis, and Umstead appear to be three of the newer dorms (we're on Central campus, which makes everything easier to access).

I found my way to West End Dining with little problem. The food's actually pretty good. My only problem is that I don't have my ID card yet (they're open on Monday) so I had to pay for my meal through my debit card. I found Hannah at Fletcher as promised...Fletcher is on West campus, but it doesn't seem to hard to get to. Nor the Bate building or Brewster (both of the buildings my classes are in).

Hannah, her friend Liz and I went to the foam party last night. (There were supposed to be more of us, including Kara, Hannah's roommate, and two guys, but through a couple different circumstances, they couldn't go.) We danced, stripped, danced in the foam (which was fun, even if it's going to take me three washings to get my hair back to normal), and watched the male strippers.

There were, apparently, male strippers. (And when I said we stripped...I meant we took our clothes off solely so we could play in the foam. Back away from the gutter.) They were extremely nice guys. Really. One was in the Navy, and I think a couple other went to ECU. One of them came and danced with Hannah for a while (I got distracted by the pretty gay boys on the second level.)

We were pretty run down, so we left around 2, and made a wild stop at Krispy Kream (Krispy Cream?). And then I went back to my room. I thought I'd woken Kara, but it turned out she was just getting ready to crash herself. And then I'd wake up, and go back to sleep. Repeat until about noon, when I called Hannah, was told to go away because she wanted to sleep (*grins* She's adorably cute with no sleep), went to get lunch, came back to my dorm, stared at my map for awhile, and decided to go exploring.

And so I'm at Joyner. This place apparently has more than one level, but so far everything looks very organized and easy to find. The reference section is located to the right as you come in, the circulation desk is directly in front of you, and the rare books are to the left (*drools*). There's a student fair going on near the rare book section, so I can't go over there, but I'll explore it later.

Also, it only takes me about seven minutes to get to the dining hall. I think if I leave my dorm by 8:15, I should be fine for breakfast before my 9:00 class. There's a bus stop near West End, and it takes me to the building right next to Brewster (for my first class), so I'll just need to confirm the bus stop.

I think I'm going to explore Joyner a little more, and then maybe head to the student store and then drop off my immunization form to the Health building.
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In an hour or so I'll be moving into Fleming. I'm extremely nervous (I've nearly thrown up twice), but I think it's normal.

Don't expect an update for a week or so. My computer has not come in, despite the fact that when I called the store they said it was in. Turns out the four year warrenty comps were in...the three years will take another week. *exasperated*

Fortunately, my backpack came in! Everything fits easily, and my only problem is that it's a little heavy. I'm probably just not used to it.

Went to see Snakes on a Plane with Bralin and Corey. Scary, but amusing, because any engineer could tell you that it simply isn't possible to put all those different snakes on a plane. The way airplanes are designed...you sure as hell couldn't fit a 20 foot long Anaconda in the space they hid all those snakes.

But anyway...[livejournal.com profile] coreyoreo gave me a beautiful compass necklace and a New Bern monopoly game that was made about 20 years ago! They were goodby presents, and we drank sparkling cider (I'm not sure drinking champange in a car would have been smart). It was really sweet. He's such an awesome friend.

Need to get dressed and try and eat breakfast.

I HATE that I'm scared.
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I will murder people if my computer doesn't get in today. I will also murder people if my backpack doesn't get in today.

That is all the murder for now.
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I've been thinking more and more about those two periods of upset in my life. That summer was wild, manic, out of control; I was free in a way I'll never be again.
That winter was cold insanity and twisted confusion; I didn't even know where I was, half the time.

I really did walk the edge of madness. I can see that now.

Just two things to remember.

The Summer and Winter of 2005.

Bacchus and Lucifer,
the princes who haunted my dreams
made reality a living nightmare.
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Left side of my brain:

Please turn off and die. You're making the voices come back, and it's very creepy.

Right side of my brain:

Please to be turning your attention from whether David and Johnathan were having hot hot man sex and get your frontal lobe back into 2 Kings for our Intro to Old Testament class. You want that A. You need that A. You will get that A AND THEN YOU WILL RIP A PHONE BOOK* APART WITH YOUR TEETH.

*(Or you know, a pair of lace panties. Because when you get right down to it, it's really all the same thing.)
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I've noticed lately that there aren't really any good movies out, just your average summer fluff/action.

So I started digging around for Christmas time, and I found some pretty cool films that'll be coming out.

October 13th: The Fountain--This is a movie that spans 1,000 years, discusses death as an embracing of life, and helps prove why immortality and the Tree of Life (Enochian, Celtic, Edenian, etc) would be so deadly to humankind. It's also one hell of a love story with Hugh Jackman (yay!) and Rachel Weiss (yay!)

December 2006: Elizabeth: The Golden Age--Yes, after a long ass time, Cate Blanchett is reprising her role as the Virgin Queen. Apparently Clive Owen is Sir Walter Raleigh (God help me), so we'll see if this one is as well made as the first.

I also just discovered the dates for the next Narnia films. Apparently, they'll be doing all seven. Unfortunately...the last film won't be coming out until...get this, 2017. I'll be THIRTY. And I'll still go see it. But man, talk about dragging it out.

These are tenative dates, from what I've heard, but they do seem to suggest a long wait between films.

The Chronicles of Narnia: Prince Caspian (2008)
The Chronicles of Narnia: The Voyage of the Dawn Treader (2009)
The Chronicles of Narnia: The Silver Chair (2011)
The Chronicles of Narnia: The Magician's Nephew (2013)
The Chronicles of Narnia: The Horse and His Boy (2015)
The Chronicles of Narnia: The Last Battle (2017)


Yes, they're jumping around, both in chronological order and in the order that they were published. Woe to the movie fans who haven't read the books. Get cracking, there's only seven of them. There's also a lot of bitching from die-hard Narnia fans about Caspian being pushed back to 2008. It absolutely HAD to be done, from what I understand. Right now, Walden is still looking at locations to film, most of the cast hasn't even been announced (except for the kids) and the CGI that's going to go into this is enormous. Not to mention that little rumor running around that Walden Media dropped Disney on its ass and hooked up with Fox. Not sure if that's true or not, but I bet Walden's going crazy trying to take care of it.
The role for Caspian is heading in the direction of actor Alex Pettyfer. There's a lot of discussion on whether he might be too old for the role...but honestly...he looks like the perfect Caspian to me.
My biggest worry for the Narnia series is that Andrew Adamson will stop directing it. Look what happened to X-Men. That's right...we all know that little terror called The Last Stand. So wrong, it's not even right. I'm terrified Adamson won't direct all the films, and that they'll tank.

That's it for right now; I'm off to go watch Sin City with [livejournal.com profile] coreyoreo.
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Share 7 of your favorite songs at the moment.

I've been listening to most of these while I'm scribbling what I think of as my "Bless Me Father, For I Have Sinned; Or,Confessions" paper, or my short stories. Strangely enough, I don't listen to music when I'm manipping, mainly because it takes such concentration.

1. Ophelia by Natalie Merchant (originally recommended by [livejournal.com profile] lifebrokeit)
A mirage of different women, from nun to goddess to all-knowing seer, the entire song feels like you're walking down a long, winding path, and around each bend you get different glimpses of these women, little peeks at their lives.

2. Konstantine by Something Corporate (originally recommended by [livejournal.com profile] pantherchild)
This song is just incredible. It was written by the lead singer of SC, and it's an open confession, sent to the entire world. For some reason, I keep using it for my story "Prince of Macedonia", and Jared Leto seems to be the one who likes to sing it.

3. Desert Rose by Sting
Probably one of Sting's most well-known songs, the lyrics and beat are perfect for meditation, and I've had to be careful not to play it too often at the computer, or I'm zoned for hours.

4. Dark Waltz by Hayley Westenra
The inspiration for my new header, this song is so incredibly haunting and vivid that it almost approaches the realm of fear. This is what I listened to constantly when I was writing "A Father's Love".

5. Amazing by Blue October (originally recommended by [livejournal.com profile] alisai)
I stumbled on this one through a misinterpretation of the lyrics, and I was immediately struck by the funeral, melancholy-like music. I haven't written it yet, but this might turn out to be the reason for my deathsong story.

6. Crucify by Tori Amos
Wrenching, suicidal, and degradingly honest, this song conjures up slashed wrists, broken bodies, and a calm sense that this life at its most open. This is what I listened to during Hell Winter.

7. 4Ever by The Veronicas
I like this song for its peppy, upbeat tone. I first heard it while watching the romantic comedy She's The Man, which was loosely based on Twelfth Night. This was the inspiration for "Inked".


I'm not putting up any links, simply because it's a lot easier to just IM me and request the songs. I hate YouSendIt, and MegaDownload just irritates me.
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So, you guys can see that I've changed my layout. I'm struggling to find a decent journal layout where I can apply my own original headers. If anyone knows how I can do that (I prefer things in neat boxes, like Generator or Component or something), give me a heads up. Or if someone knows simple HTML code where I can make my own style, that would be awesome too. [livejournal.com profile] pantherchild's the HTML goddess, not I.

Was thinking about fandoms in general, which lead me to trying to recall my own first fandom. This took some serious thought. I think I actually jumped around a lot...I seem to remember reading bits of Narnia, boyband fiction (which, btw, I couldn't even comprehend at 14/15), and some BtVS.

I think my first REAL fandom may have been Buffy...but I honestly can't recall. I do, however, vividly remember trying to look up just WHY Justin Timberlake was licking Chris Kirkpatrick's cheek. (I was 15. Give me a break. I didn't even get why Justin would want to date.)

No, I will not comment on the irony of Lance Bass. Good for him that he's got the guts to come out (nationally, too), and I hope he finds/is with a man that makes him very happy. (I've read absolutely NOTHING about why he came out or to who, or what his reasons were...I saw the cover of People magazine while I was waiting in the grocery store line.)

Could someone please give me advice on what to wear to a foam party? I don't have a great body...and I'm coming to the realization that no, boyshorts will not cover as much as I think they will. I'd rather not gross anyone out, and I do not wish to be in regular clothing (this is an underwear foam party). So if someone (girls, guys, I don't care) has some suggestions, or has been to a foam/underwear party and knows the general clothing type, I'd be incredibly grateful.

Packing is hell...I really have no idea what to bring and all the while my books are staring out at me with accusing eyes from where they're doubleparked on my shelves. They're crying because I'm leaving them. The Scarlet Pimpernel series is especially anguishing, but I refuse to give in. I cannot take those books with me, or I will DIE. Also, because they're very old and very expensive.

Have the sudden insane urge to do a CD cover for the story idea I have. Think I shall work on that.
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Hell yeah! Earlier, [livejournal.com profile] deviant_lesbian called and it turns out she's been moved from Belk to Fletcher, which is close to Fleming.

Yes! Things are looking up.

Still no idea on Spring Break. [livejournal.com profile] losille2000 and I were also toying with England, but we're just not sure.

Ideas would be excellent, but you can toss out Cancun and Mexico and Barbados right now.

And I got my study Bible. Finally.
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So, I'm still waiting for my study Bible to come in. It needs to get here. I've got a week and a half before I leave!

The Tablet will be in on Thursday or Friday. I need name suggestions! Anyone got an idea?

My backpack will be coming in soon, too. I found a lavendar High Sierra Access on ebay for $35. Much better price.

Also...I'm worried about Hannah's situation at Belk (the no A/C hall of hell). They STILL haven't emailed or called to let her know when she can move in, and it's really making her upset, so much that she doesn't really want to go to ECU. I don't know what to do, or how I can help.

My workplace sucks. I thought today was my last week. It turns out next week is...but this whole time, they've been saying that the kids stop swimming the SECOND week of August. *sighs* I don't know whether or not to fight it. I need time to get packed and organized and stuff, but I need the money too.

Argh. I'm so all over the place right now too, emotionally. Sad and happy and manic and wild and miserable and depressed...I can't seem to sort any of it out.

And yes, yes, I know it's early...but does anyone have a good idea of where to go for spring break? I'd like to go somewhere, unless exams or a paper or a research oppurtunity comes up. I was thinking MAYBE PEI (Prince Edward Island, just off Canada) but I don't know if anyone would want to go with me, and I'd like to go with a few people.

All right, that's it, I have to go throw up...stupid summer cold.
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Textbooks are in. I'm missing one more, but it should be here soon. Also looking for a good laptop cum backpack, that can hold both my Tablet PC and all my books.

I'm thinking about this one, but the reviews are iffy on the stitching. Can anyone recommend anything better? My price is between 30-80 dollars.

My Tablet's got a 12" screen, and most bags are designed for 14", so I'm not too worried about finding a laptop bag that won't fit.

Don't get the comp til next week. We're ordering it tommrrow for the tax free sale, and it should arrive by next Friday.


Also got a George Foreman grill. Mmm, cheese sandwiches.


Off to hunt some more.
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Stolen from [livejournal.com profile] squigglz

List ten (10) five (5) things you want to say to ten (10) five (5) different people.
Do not state who these people are.
Do not confirm or deny any 'comment speculation'.
Tag five (5) people.


Tagging no one. Do if you wish.

1. I hate you, plzdiekthx. Before I kill you myself, the way I've dreamt of doing for so many years.

2. You need to shut up. I don't care if you think you're joking around, I don't care how much you whine that you don't want to be politically correct. I. don't. care. You WILL refrain from saying "That's so gay" and "OMG, butch dyke!" while you are around me or I will hurt you the way I did when I was three. You remember that time, don't you? The stitches? The hospital? The tap shoe? Of course you do. So take a little time out of your day, and be polite enough to refrain from offending me with your homophobic comments.

3. You will never attack me again, in a bathroom, locker room, or elsewhere. I can make that first fight we had look like a kiddy park ride. I'll do a fucking lot more than rip out some of your hair or send you to the hospital with a fractured shoulder. Oh, and this time? I won't just wrap my hands around your throat and squeeze til you turn blue. I'll wrap my hands around your throat and dig my nails into your jugular until you collapse. And then I'll smile. Coldly. And kick you. Right where you punched her. I still remember that, bitch. I always promised her revenge for that.

4. I wish I could find you. You were an awesome friend, and I miss you terribly. I knew you were cool when you accidentally cut your hand on broken glass under my bed and STILL wanted to come back and hang out. I'll keep looking.

5. Have fun in your new place.
kelaina: (religion_icon)
I've been studying Paganism since I was 10. It was an unconcious decision until I was about 15. My parents were both in incredible denial about this.

Until a few weeks ago, Mom started asking questions and she really listened when I told her the answers.

And you know what I just walked in on?

My mother, sitting on the couch, reading a book I checked out of the library on Paganism.

I'm so incredibly grateful she's opening up.

Perserverance pays off.

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