So I just finished watching the Golden Globes. (...Three hours after they finished, because I had to pack. Oh, TiVo. I love you so.)
...I swear, one day, I will be there. It may take a few years, the completion of my education, and a while of artist's poverty, but... I will be there myself. One day. One day soon. Relatively speaking, at least.
Meanwhile, it is 2 AM, and I now lay me down to sleep... to wake up in 7 hours to go back to Brandeis. 10:30 AM bus, why? Anyway... I'm excited to go back to school and see my friends and everything... but damn, am I going to miss New York. It is where I live, and where I belong.
Lastly, today there was karaoke. And it was awesome. And I just wanted to put that out there. That it was awesome, and everyone who was there makes me so many levels of happy inside like I can't even begin to describe. :D
The Golden Globes. Give it a few years... but I'll be there.
So you know that feeling when you have something that you really want to talk about... but you just can't? Yeah. That feeling. I have it now. I mean, I thought sharing was caring! But, as it turns out, if I were to share, it would be the exact opposite of caring. ...E-Except, I really wanna talk about it. GAH SUCH A CONDUNDRUM. Well, not really, because I know I'm not going to share. But it knaws at me from the inside.
Your local, neighborhood Arthoniel is growing up and doing things and being mature. Ain't that somethin'? Never thought it'd start to actually happen to me. But there you go.
In other news, lskdjfdlskjfl FIREFLY. I'm one episode away from having seen the entire series. It's so good. And Fox is a collective bitch. I'm just sayin'.
...I mean, seriously, how does a nerd friend group get drama?? Like, just... how does that happen?? And the thing is... I can't really say I mind. It's been so long since I've had any real drama in my life... so long as no one is getting hurt, it's not so bad, right?
Some of my friends and I had a movie night. Two nights in a row. For the past two nights... the two before this one, I mean. It was nice. We watched Disney movies! Aladdin, The Little Mermaid, and Mulan... and then we also watched Happy Feet and Who Framed Roger Rabbit. Good times were had by all. And DISNEY.
I absolutely love my piano keyboard. I still don't know what to name her. But I love her.
I go home for winter break on Tuesday, by the way. And for the first time... I'm not 100% certain that I quite want to go. I mean, don't get me wrong, I am SO RIDICULOUSLY EXCITED to go home to New York so I can be in my city again, and for an extended length of time and everything. I miss my city SO, SO much, and I can't wait to be back. I can wait to go home and be with my family again. Besides which... I'm gonna miss my friends here. A lot. A lot. I keep telling them to visit the City over the break and everything, but... gah. I'm gonna miss Brandeis over the break.
Anyway, I gotta shut up and go and respond to my Para tags. It's been a day now and I haven't done it, and... while I have excellent reasons for not having been there... I still need to go do that. So I will. Fun times abound! :D
ALSOALSOALSO. I realized I hadn't posted about this before.
You guys know the Westboro Baptist Church? The ones who protested San Diego Comic Con, and a Justin Bieber concert, and solders' funerals, among other things?
THEY'RE COMING HERE. THEY'RE COMING HERE TO BRANDEIS UNIVERSITY AND PROTESTING OUR... I dunno... our Jewishness or something? I'm pretty sure their specific draw to picket here is our Brandeis Hillel group. But they're going to be here! Tomorrow! From 8:30 to 9:30 or so! I... will be sleeping then. I refuse to give them so much as enough caring to get up in time to see them. BUT THEY'RE GONNA BE HERE! And I'm gonna walk around all day tomorrow with my gay pride umbrella. :D
...Right, I have a Juliet app to work on. *gets back to that*
In my new (and final) UWS essay, I literally begin the essay with a Spider-Man quote. I then continue on to talk about Star Trek. Finally, I write the essay itself about Stephen Colbert and how awesome he is. This is actually kinda cool.
Macaroni and cheese is surprisingly comfortable to sleep on.
Chocolate covered cookie dough bites are delicious.
I can't wait to spend the holiday season in New York~
...That being said, I wish it were warm. I miss warm. I want warm.
I don't have my first class tomorrow. So instead, I can sleep in. Ish. Still gotta get up at 10 to work on my paper/NaNoWriMo. But I can sleep in. Ish.
I got a friend hooked on Least I Could Do, and am now proud of myself.
I always find myself liking guys who are inaccessable. And the best part is? When a guy who is even remotely acceptable likes me, it scares the living crap out of me. Even if I kinda had a thing for him a little bit a little while back, that's almost entirely gone now, but... it could just be me going crazy from lack of sleep because LOL NANOWRIMO, but... what the hell. Just, what the hell. In conclusion: Guys are confusing, and BLAH RELATIONSHIP ISSUES WHY DO THEY EXIST WHEN THEY'RE NOT EVEN A THING?? (...It's 2:30 in the morning, shut up about my awful writing skills because IT'S 2:30 IN THE MORNING.) In my other conclusion: I only ever like guys who don't/can't like me back, and it sucks. Clearly, I are masochist. Hear me roar.
I actually used the phrase "See... Adam was secretly a ninja" in my novel. No, I'm not kidding. THAT IS HOW BAD MY STORY IS. God, I hate my NaNo this year. That being said... I'm at 43,380 words. I may yet actually do this. It will be one of the most extraordinary things that has ever happened to me if I can manage to pull this off. XD
Right. My UWS paper. I got this. I should at least finish the intro and an outline... ;;
OH MY GOD.
THIS UWS PAPER. I HATE IT. I HATE IT SO MUCH.
I KNOW I SAY THIS EVERY TIME, BUT I'M GOING TO STAB IT WITH A SPORK. GAH.
*FLIPS OVER A TABLE.
...Then stops and slowly and calmly puts it back up and sets everything up so it's nice and stable again. That's a productive use of my time that isn't spent writing this damn thing, right?*
Day Two: Nine things about yourself.
Day Three: Eight ways to win your heart.
Day Four: Seven things that cross your mind a lot.
Day Six: Five people who mean a lot.
Day Seven: Four turn offs.
Day Eight: Three turn ons.
Day Nine: Two smileys that describe your life right now.
Day Ten: One confession.
( I wonder how many people will actually read this? )...That didn't work as well as I had hoped for getting the reminder that I am exactly one hour and seven minutes too late for signing up for some of the classes I really want to take next semester, and I won't be able to add them until the next semester starts. In other words, I'm a moron. That, and I have to do a thing for my UWS that I really don't want to do, and that's in addition to my paper that I'm currently writing. So. Um. Yeah. That wasn't entirely helpful. -_-;;
Also, by the way.
IN THE PAST 24 HOURS I HAVE:
-used a screw gun
-gotten into a really selective Creative Writing class for next semester.
One of these is awesome. One of these is ridiculously creepy. CAN YOU GUESS WHICH IS WHICH? 8D
Seriously though, I GOT INTO THE CREATIVE WRITING SEMINAR!! *does a happy dance*
So I saw The Matrix today, for the first time. A few thoughts:
1) How did it take me so long to see this movie?!
2) Unf, Neo.
3) Unf, Trinity.
4) I DON'T SEE ANYTHING IN THE SAME WAY ANYMORE.
5) DEM CAMERA ANGLES AND SHOTS. Those were sexy.
6) Those were really good special effects for 1999!
7) Everyone in that movie is just such a ridiculous BAMF.
8) I totally want to watch it again. Now. Like, right now. It was just that awesome.
Dude, it was even more of a mindfuck than Neon Genesis Evangelion. Which I also watched for the first time, the other day. Well, not all of it... I saw the first half of the first of the new movies. Which is to say, I saw the first half of 1.11: You are (Not) Alone. And don't get me wrong, that was really good too! But it was also incredibly strange. And The Matrix was even more so.
This has just been a very mindfucky weekend so far, and it hasn't even really entirely started yet. XD
...My weekend ended with me and some friends searching things on Urban Dictionary like "dictionary", our names, and "cock punch." I would recommend it as a pasttime and activity.
And then one of my guy friends tried to get me to rate his butt, and that is when I chose to leave. But nonetheless.
I suppose my conclusion here is? I like college.
Oh, hi there, Winter's Tale! What an awesome little show you are there~
Hmm? What's that? You go up in a week? Oh, hahahahaha, you're so funny, Winter's Tale! You're really, really funny!!
What? You weren't kidding? We really do have opening night in a week? Y-You know, it's not funny when you do that...
...We really are opening in a week. Right
......'Scuse me while I go have a mini freakout at my first show in college (I'm not counting the 24 hour musical, because I wasn't concious enough for that) opening in about a week.
IN OTHER NEWS.
Do any of you know the sitcom The Nanny? Because my roommates love it, and marathon it practically every night they're not out partying. And I hate it. It's just... not all that funny. It's not terrible, but... it's far from have-it-on-every-night funny. And it makes me want to stab a knife through our TV.
I'm still only a day ahead for NaNoWriMo, and my word count has to increase exponentially for this to work this year. And it will work this year. It just has to.
Although I was novelling earlier today, and I discovered a whole new layer to one of my characters that even I didn't know existed. It was kind of awesome. I mean, my main, Emily, is literally me. But now, I think Nick is my favorite. I'm just sayin'. I kind of love him. It's too bad he has to be a douche later.
So I introduced a friend of mine to Death Note. It was kind of beautiful. We were both in my room, hanging out on my bed, and I showed her my Light pillow. You know, the one where he looks like an Abercrombie & Fitch model... and is wearing as much as one. And she looks at him, and literally goes "oh wow." And I showed her the first episode, and she agrees with me in that she just loves looking at him. And I feel very accomplished and awesome. Just sayin'. (No, she has not seen the potatochip scene yet. Only the first episode. She hasn't even seen "L..." "Kira..." "I will hunt you down where ever you are hiding and I WILL eliminate you." "I am..." "I am..." "JUSTICE!" yet. <-- *Did that entirely from memory, without even having to think about it. It's kind of sad. And awesome.*)
Lastly, I will leave you with a quote that someone awesome reminded me of that I felt deserved sharing with all of you:
My friends and I are incapable of saying "banana". <3 you, Nat~! XD
STUDYING FOR MY PSYCH MIDTERM: majority DONE
8-10 PAGE SATIRE PAPER: not-quite-as-large-a-majority-but-still-
TIME AVAILABLE TO SLEEP TONIGHT: EXISTS!
I know, I'm shocked too. It's all crap, all of it. But I still have it, and that's what's important.
I'm not 100% done with everything though, so to those of you who have them... keep those inspirational GIFs coming!! No, seriously, I love them all. They're all made of utter win.
So I was going to the restroom earlier. It was about 1 in the morning. And outside the bathroom door, I see a girl who lives on my floor. She was blowing bubbles and playing with them- trying to catch them and stuff. I love college.
Finally, this is still my favorite piece of logic in the world: Haruhi Suzumiya is a French aristocrat, therefore, I like pomegranites. :D
I will leave you all now with a wonderful quote from Axis Powers: Hetalia (dubbed), because I can. And because it's awesome.
America (to Britain, concerning his new fighter jet plane bomber thing): "Thanks! It was actually created to help me beat the holy hell out of you, so I'm glad you dig its style!"
America's servant/advisor/guy: "'Scuse me, but was that information supposed to stay a secret?"
America: "It sure was!"
^Pretty much sums up my country.
GUESS WHO JUST SAW THE PHRASE "8-10 pages" ON HER UNIVERSITY WRITING SEMINAR ESSAY?
YOU KNOW, THE ONE THAT'S DUE ON THURSDAY?
YEAH, THAT WAS ME. I DID THAT.
Break out the sugar and the chocolate chip cookies, boys, 'cause we're in for the long haul tonight!
...Seriously though, if anyone has any relevant, funny, awesome, or encouraging GIFs, this would be an excellent time to bring them out. Help me? Please??
I was in theater class yesterday, and we were all divided up into groups and had/have to do this presentation on a modern play. My group is doing Miss Julie, but that's irrelevant. Yesterday, one of the groups that presented was assigned the play Our Town, by Thorton Wilder. And part of the presentation includes doing a scene from the play, and, naturally, they choose the one where Emily goes to re-live her 12th birthday and... dammit, the actors weren't even that amazing, and I still nearly cried. The writing in that is just so amazing... it's just one of those pieces that just gets it. And it's exceptional and... and just. sjdlfkjsdlfkjsd. It's so good.
On a completely unrelated note, Haruhi Suzumiya is a French aristocrat, therefore, I like pomegranites. The logic is sound. No, really. It are fact. I know because of my learnings.
Lastly... you. Yes, you. You with the face. You need to visit these websites.
It won't take much of your time, and they are SO worth it. Just. Trust me on this one? I promise that none of them have viruses or anything!
ETA: Ahaha, I lied. Paradisa. It's taking over my life, what the hell. Someone convince me to not app Data. Someone please do it. I don't have enough time for the awesome as it is, and it's not like he even has any castmates there but I've been on a kind of Star Trek kick recently, and Data is my favorite by a lot and it would be so much fun to have Data, the child of science, deal with a magical castle but I DON'T HAVE THE TIME SOMEONE HELP. Also, Paradisa gets its own tag now. For sheer awesome.
On a serious note? I'm sorry for the spam. But this story kind of had to be told.
So tonight at Brandeis, there was this major party called Pachanga. It's apparantly a huge deal, you have to buy tickets to get in, tickets are limited, they let in people from outside of Brandeis and everything. It's a pretty big thing.
I didn't go. Instead, I spent the majority of my evening playing Sims 3 with my friends, where we made sims of ourselves, ourselves but blue with strange hair and clothes, ourselves as a mermaid, and/or Sebastian Michaelis. (...There was only one Sebastian. He was mine. Does this really surprise anyone? XD It was kind of awesome though- he and my sim totally hit it off. Naturally too- I barely even had to interfere!) I do not regret my actions. I had an awesome time.
At around midnight, I ended up coming back to my dorm since my friends wanted to sleep/realized last minute that they needed to start their homework technically before Sunday.
So I came back, screwed around on the internet a little bit, felt badly and kinda lonely since I wasn't at Hetalia Day, then fangasmed over how my Pandora channel gave me the theme from Star Trek: First Contact, and decided to go watch an episode of Star Trek: The Next Generation online.
I wasn't even halfway through that when one of my roommates bursts through the door, with a guy. She points him towards the bedroom room of our triple, and I ask her if she'd rather I go to the lounge for now. She tells me that "no, that won't be at all necessary." So I go back to my Star Trek.
I never ended up finishing that, as other people eventually started going in and out of my rooms. (It's a shame too- The Schizoid Man is one of my favorite episodes, and damn, Brent Spiner can act.) But the other room had gone quiet, and dark. And I just figured that my roommate's friend had left while I was watching, and she had gone to sleep. Well. Whatever- it's not so much my issue.
But then some close friends of my roommates' came in, went into the other room to get/borrow some clothes, and then came back out and asked me where I was going to sleep. I looked up at her in confusion. And then, and I regret not remembering exactly what she said, but she asked me something to the effect of if I'd been "sexiled." Apparantly, my roommate and her guy friend had gone to sleep in the other room. They didn't have sex, because I'd have heard it, but they were sleeping with each other in the most literal sense of the phrase... so maybe, if I possibly could, tonight would be a good night to sleep somewhere else.
And what have I taken away from tonight?
That "sexiled" is a really fun word to say.
I don't think I'm taking the right lesson from this situation. But who cares. Sexiled. It's fantastic.
Oh, and my other roommate needs to get back soon so I can know whether or not it's appropriate for me to go in to sleep in my own bed... even though my first roommate is asleep in there with a guy. Yay awkward situations?
ETA: So a friend of mine has a dingle (it's a double, but she has no roommate) so I'm sleeping in her room tonight. But tonight isn't really the right word, as it's 5 in the morning. She had to do homework, and I can't sleep with a light on so I just stayed up... long story short, it's 5 in the morning. I just finished reading 60 full pages of MLIA (no, I'm not exaggerating) and I may have to walk across campus to go check up on another friend. Oh, college. -_-
So, it stopped raining yesterday. I can actually go outside now and not drown. Do you have any idea how happy this makes me?? I can go outside and DO stuff and wear NICE clothes and be COMFORTABLE and NOT eternally wet. 8D
Yesterday was karaoke night at the Stein restaurant/lounge/thing we have on campus. And first, it very much did not escape my attention that we were in Stein. (I AM A PERVERT FOREVER. 8D) But then also... I was the first solo singer doing karaoke there. There were a bunch of groups of people who had gone, and then there was me and my newly found and growing and shifting but still awesome group of friends and we all did YMCA together, and I thought there were a few more people, but as it turns out, I went up right afterwards. I sang "And I'm Telling You I'm Not Going," from Dreamgirls. You know, the Jennifer Hudson song. I won't say that I rocked it, because it was a karaoke thing, and I totally screwed up, like, a third of the notes. But that being said... it still wasn't as awful as it could have been, singing wise. And since it was such a... showstopper kind of song, it was epic doing it for everyone there. And now, even the day after, people keep coming up to me, asking if I'll join one of the acapella groups on campus, or just telling me that I sang really well last night. I feel famous. It's awesome. :D
Classes started yesterday, and they're pretty sweet. I have one huge lecture class- my Intro to Psych class- but it's still really interesting, and the teacher tries to make it as interactive as she can, so it's all good. And then there's my Spanish class where, honestly, I think I may have to move up a level. I think the level I'm signed up for now is just too easy, and that's... weird. I mean... I suck at Spanish, and foreign languages in general. But there you are. And I also had my Defining Satire class yesterday as well, and for the second half of the class, we had to do a writing diagnostic essay about satire, and... I ended up staying an extra 15 minutes, just so I could finish up what I was writing. I mean, once I got started on Family Guy and The Daily Show and The Colbert Report... I just really went off about them. In a good way. But I did. So when I finally got up to give my teacher the essay (I was one of the last two people to leave, by the way) I just handed it to him and was all "...I'm sorry." XD
I haven't had my Intro to Theater class yet ... but I'm still signed up to audition for the fall musical, and I am excite. Just sayin'.
Also... I know that I used to talk about how I wanted a boyfriend incessantly, but... it's changed now. Especially after my last... ah... romantic foray in which I utterly screwed up, I just don't want a romantic relationship with anyone currently in my life. By which I mean, someone who I see on a daily basis, or something similar. And yet... I don't know what I'm doing, I don't know how I'm doing it... and it could just be me being concieted and thinking mostly of myself again. But... I think two of the guys in my new friend group like me. And... I don't want them to! They'd be awesome friends, but that's all I want! But now, just... ugh. I just wish I knew what I'm doing right... and how I can stop it. (Yes, incidentally, I do realize just how awesome of a problem this is. It's the kind of problem I would have loved just a few years ago. But... it is still a problem. And I want it to go away.)
One more thing here, and then I'll wrap up... because it's lunchtime, and I just realized that I haven't eaten for nearly 24 hours now aside from half of a potato with butter (which was wonderfully craptastic), and a few Skittles and M&Ms, so I should go eat. But... I don't know what to think about my roommates. They're both really, really sweet. They do care about being nice to those around them- if one of us is asleep, they'll be really quiet so as not to wake them up. And while we are a little communal with our stuff, they know not to be over the top, what's-yours-is-mine-since-we're-living-
I suppose I should shut up about that one. I could have so many worse problems with my roommates. But... just because it's not that bad a problem doesn't mean that it isn't one.
Does that make any sense? Or is that just the lack of nutrients speaking? Yeah, I'm gonna go eat now. XD
...Now, whenever they kill anyone from afar, all anyone thinks is that they're bad tippers."
^I be Jewish. I can say that.
You know why else I love being at Brandeis? In the same night they'll have an ice cream party, a comedy show, and a blacklight party.
College is awesome.
...Except for how much college textbooks cost. Even on amazon.com and not the college bookstore website... it's absurd. B|
But nonetheless. I'm loving college so far~
I will reply to your comments and catch up on my flist, by the way- I promise! I just haven't had any downtime so far when I've been able to. I've gone on Facebook a little, and I've written a little Fullmusical Alchemist, but beyond that... but yes. I'll catch up. Really. XD
God, I have so many stories I'd love to tell.
The diversity meeting today.
Meeting my roommates.
Finding the others who are into geek culture and chilling with them.
Introducing one of them to Hetalia.
Introducing both of them to Baccano!.
The internet here.
Suddenly, it being okay to be what would have been considered a whore in high school.
But... it's late, I'm tired... and both of my roommates are already asleep, so I figure I shouldn't stay up too much later myself.
So I will only say three statements, and then I'll go. If you want to hear the other stories... then I dunno, IM me/Skype me/comment on this, and I'll give them to you. XD
-I am not a fan of the communal bathrooms. Particularly when they're halfway down the hall... and I'm all the way on the end.
-Only at Brandeis University will you not only have a DJ at a meeting about diversity (which, by the way, was amazing), but that same DJ will be an alum who now has a PhD in neuroscience and is working to find a cure for dyslexia.
-Jonesy, this one is for you: We each have an OL, or Orientation Leader. Mine did a semester of study abroad last year... in Brisbane. Yes, your Brisbane. Clearly, she met you and you two were best friends and you didn't tell me. I feel betrayed. XD
...I've been awake way too long. I'm gonna go wash up and sleep now. 'Night everyone~
......Huh, I should update my tags on, like, my last ten entries. Eh. I'll get to it tomorrow.
At our hotel, we have a TV... which has a local channel that shows Scrubs for an hour and then an episode of Star Trek: The Next Generation every weeknight. I kind of love it.
Alphonse is the most amazing thing ever and I love him. My new laptop, I mean. Alphonse Elric is pretty cool too, but... that's not what I'm fangasming over right now.
Ling Yao, however, IS someone I am fangasming over now. He's just so... UNF. XD
I had some other random stuff to say, but none of it was too important... and I've been kind of blah recently anyway.
Actually, in all honestly... I'm having fun here in San Francisco, but once I stop doing things... I remember how I'm leaving for college in just over a week. And I'm excited for college, but I'm going to miss my friends at home so badly. I teared up today and everything thinking about how I'm going to have to say goodbye to Wesley on Saturday... not this Saturday, but next Saturday. And I'm going to come home often enough and all, but... it's still not the same.
*sighs* Oh well. I clearly just haven't had enough chocolate recently. XD