I-I'm okay! I got through class and then just e-mailed my scene to my professor, because sitting for three hours and listening to that one scene the guy wrote ABOUT THE KID WHO COMMITS SUICIDE BY SHOOTING HIMSELF IN THE HEAD IS NOT SOMETHING KIA COULD HAVE SAT THROUGH DRY-EYED.

God, I hate this time of year. x.x And yes, Sarah, we are totally obtaining mardi gras beads one year (in a NON-FLASHING WAY PLS) for her.

Sorry for worrying you guys and thanks a lot for the comments. I'm more or less okay now and I'm planning on just writing/drawing for myself this weekend. ... Shut up, it's how I destress.

But Heather and Helen hauled me off to Arby's last night, which wound up being epic because Helen had never been to Arby's before. And Kia got locked in the car. And the guy sort of failed with the milkshakes.

Guy: Two Jamochas, one chocolate.
Me: *sipping as we leave* Tastes like vanilla.
Heather: ... Mine, too.
Helen: VANILLA IS NOT COFFEE.
Heather: ... clearly the guy was trying to imply something.
Me: ... WHITE POWER? D:

But nothing cheers me up like mozzarella sticks, let me tell you.

And Dad picked me up around 11, went to Costco, came home, typed a bit, lost seven minutes of my life to Horatio's really bad one-liners (THANKS A LOT, JEN), drabbled and now I'm at work for another hour or so. It should be fairly busy this weekend, though, so I won't be bored tomorrow, at least.

(AND OH MY GOD WHY HAVE THE DAMNED WEBKINZ TAKEN OVER THE STORE THEY'RE EVERYWHEEEEEEEERE)

Christmas card/Drabble request post up this weekend, so keep an eye out for that, please.

For the closer, as it's Friday and all...

LAST CHANCE TO COMMENT OR BE REMOVED FROM THE FLIST. Don't get me wrong, I love you all, but is there really a point to friending me if you never read the entries? JUST CHECKING.

*sits and waits for shift to eeeeend D:*

... oh yes.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY, GOJYO~

Did my speech today.

Went to the front of the room, went through the slides presentation, said my piece, got to the part where it was talking about anorexia leading to depression and how, if you knew someone who was suffering, you shouldn't stay silent on the issue. Maybe it was the five hours of sleep. Maybe it was the stress. Maybe it was the other thing. Who knows.

I burst into tears in front of the entire class. And trust me, it's VERY hard to finish a speech professionally when you're sobbing. But I tried and then the professor let me leave the room to calm down.

Good job, Kia. Let's see how the rest of the day goes, hm? x.x

So. Here I am.

At 2 AM.

Working on this stupid speech.

And I still need to make a powerpoint for it.

This will most likely last me until 3 AM.

At which point, I don't care HOW far along I am, I'm going to bed.

This class is killing me not-so-softly. (But thankfully after this, I just need to work on drafting an 8-10 page paper and do an abstract, but that can wait til the weekend)

So.

I AM IN DESPAIR.

momentum, I love you and I hope things will get better, you're making your Oneechan worry. D:

Also Becca's anniversary this weekend, so I'll probably be a little... uh. Subdued, I guess? Just to let you know, it isn't any of you guys. XD (How long has it been, anyway? 4 years? 3? go me at failing which school-year it was I still remember Sarah calling that night. Ahaha, you know, I haven't been able to do NaNo since. I think I'm paranoid something else is going to happen.)

So, that's about it. Blablabla comment to be keep if you haven't already, I'm going to go beat up Microsoft Office like the three-legged ho dog it is.

ETA: .... IGNORE THE FACT THAT IT'S NOW 3:50 AM AND I SORT OF HATE MYSELF, THE DAMNED THING'S DONE FOR THE MOST PART.

It's a little weird how much-less stressed I am now that my room's a little bit cleaner. I still need to vacuum, but it's looking good! ... Either that or I've stressed myself to the point where I can't GET anymore stressed, so I'm just methodically plugging through things. XD;; Either one works, I guess? I'm just trying to make a speech on eating disorders interesting.

... Which tends to translate into crack, due to my personality.

And I get the feeling I should make this speech JUST a little serious. (Which means no squeaking, Kia. None. NOOOONE. CONTROL YOUR VOICE.)

So will be working on that today, as well as my scene for Playwriting and I'll hunt down an article on The Handmaid's Tale to work on an abstract over this weekend. And that stupid journal entry. AND THE INTERVIEW WITH ROBBIE.

I'm doing my best! ... and I should do that early, because the beagle puppy's coming over again and it's hard to concentrate when Murphy's trying to jump up and eat your knee. So cute, but he REALLY needs to be trained, so the roomies and I are working on it.

Quote of the Day courtesy of me and Heather. Poor Heather's boyfriend. XD ... and really, blame CSI.

Heather: *walks in*
Me: *in front of TV* HEATHER.
Heather: Yeah?
Me: It was a BEE.
Heather: ... A BEE?
Me: They were being so dramatic, all "SO THE BRIDE-TO-BE KILLED HIM WITH THE PEANUT BUTTER IN THE CHILI" but then the tests came back and that wasn't it--
Heather: WHAT THE HELL.
Me: SOMEBODY OPENED A WINDOW AND THE BEE FLEW IN--
Heather: AND IT STUNG HIM??
Me: HE FELL AND HIT HIS HEAD.
Heather: OHHH NOOOO.
Me: JURY DUTY IS SERIOUS BUSINESS.
Justin: . . . . . .
Me: You should've been here last time when the guy killed his wife and mounted her head like a trophy.
Heather: ... God, we're disturbing.

Completely randomly, I love this school's clock. Because when noon arrives, it starts playing all these songs in bell chimes and it's SO pretty. (Even if the song IS "Hey, Look Me Over" XD) I don't know, it just always makes me smile. ♥

And I have the urge to write DOGS ficcage whyyyy. I still owe Juu that Haine/Naoto piece from waaaaaay back, but I can't remember the prompt... x.x And I dunno, I think I want to write something about them all being in the church and crack bonding and whatnot. But I always freak when I first write something for a fandom, so we'll see. (Island-verse doesn't count okay XD)

And Kia closes this odd little post by adding: IF YOU HAVE NOT COMMENTED TO BE KEPT ON THE FLIST YET AND WOULD LIKE TO REMAIN, PLEASE DO SO. I'll be doing a clean-up on Friday. During work, most likely, if it's too slow again.

NOW. TO SHOWER.

I love how I was just thinking there wasn't really much to update about today but I was going to try my hardest--!

... and then I went to get a soda in the laundry room, Helen tagged along-- AND LOCKED ME IN THE LAUNDRY ROOM. And I tripped in the dark.

And on top of that, the machine didn't even accept my quarters, so no soda for Kia. D:

I have such darling roomies, don't I. XD I'll get her back soon enough. JUST YOU WAIT, HELEN.

In other news, Monday's my easy day so I just went to class and sketched, etc. We watched a movie about women working during the war in American Women's History. Oh man, some of the interviews... XD And the propaganda films they showed...

Film: Welding is as simple as threading a needle! Women will be astounded at how the machinery is just as easy to operate as a juicer! If you've handled an electric washing machine, you can certainly build a plane!
Class: . . . . . *snoooooort*
Me: I love the comparisons.
Prof: What they don't show are the women standing in the theater hissing and flipping off the screen.

Tomorrow will be full of interviews and prepping for giant papers and crap. AND PROJECTS. (oh Powerpoint, how I fail thee) And FINALLY listened to Haine's track on the DOGS Drama CD.

... so long as I don't think of Haine as Cloud, I can listen to it with a straight face. But oh wow the static is creepy. AND NILL IS SO CUTE. AND HAINE WHEN HE'S TALKING TO HER. .... AHAHAHA AND BADOU LAUGHING MANIACALLY IN THE BACKGROUND. ANDANDAND BISHOP AND HIS ENGRISH. "OHHHHHHHHHH JESUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUS."

... Oh Bishop, you're such a pedo priest.

By the way, if anyone on my flist has not read DOGS yet... DO IT. OH GOD READ IT NOOOOOOW. and then app Freuling or Magato or Fuyumine or Mihai at Island Naoto's the coolest chick with a sword ever and Badou is adorably cracky and Haine and Nill and Bishop and Giovanni and MIHAI YAY AWESOME OLD GUYS.

Let's see how much fun classes will be tomorrow, ne? I have no doubt I'll be "OH GOD WHY" on Wednesday and Thursday, but for now, I'll just try to take things as they come. I'm a horrible procrastinator ;-;

FINALLY. Before I start doing Christmas stuff (shut up, it takes me awhile, so I like to start early), it's the long-overdue flist clean-up. So.

COMMENT IF YOU DO NOT WANT TO BE DROPPED FROM THIS JOURNAL'S FLIST.

You know, if we barely talk, if you never read this journal, etc... I'll be doing it seriously this time, so if you DON'T comment, you'll probably be dropped.

June is exempt because her ISP is evil. As are the people on hiatus.

Shower and bedtime kthnx /o/

ETA: orz why can't I sleep OH RIGHT. I found a five-dollar bill today! How? By leaving the cafeteria. And almost dropping my fork. And going "NOOOOO!" and snagging it.

... with my mouth.

... which drew my gaze downwards.

Life is weird like that. XD

WHEN DID MY WEEKENDS START GETTING SO BUSY

Hyuuuuuuuuuu! Okay, I will probably hate myself for this, but I agreed to go home to work over the weekend... probably for the rest of the school year possibly. So every weekend, yay for working in the toy store above the Christmas shop 4-7 on Fridays, 10-6 on Saturdays. .... but 10-7 the weekend after Thanksgiving, oh god.

I like working there, though. It's a small enough store so I manage it on my own for the most part. And I think it's hilarious that EVERY SINGLE ADULT GOES "OH MY GOD, A GUMBY DOLL."

... except for the people that went "OH MY GOD, A GUMBO DOLL."

I'm sorry to say I laughed. Laughed long and hard.

Honestly, I'm super-stressed right now with even more assignments and papers being due this week. What with the registration problems (oh you do NOT want to hear about Kia's epic battle with declaring a major and getting her literary evaluation done and then STILL having problems registering, it was making Kia start to believe in REALLY BAD LUCK) and other fun stuff, I'm starting to wonder how I'm going to survive next semester (since whoops even MORE challenging four credit classes why am I an English major again). Mom thinks it might be better if I take summer school NEXT year, since otherwise my schedule's gonna be Spring semester-Maymester-summer-school-Fall-spring-may.

... So. Um. Anyone on the flist who's already graduated or who's further ahead in education than I am, STRESS RELIEF TIPS WOULD BE GRAND. Or even pats on the head. I could deal with that.

But I'm glad I can still laugh. No, really. Even if it's laughing at myself XD

Which brings me to the Quote of the Day.

Me: .... Mooooom, there's a spider in the shower! D:
Mom: So kill it.
Me: B-but--!
Mom: Wash it down the drain.
Me: *goes back into the bathroom... and just STARING at spider.* ... great. I'm having problems with killing a SPIDER. I SHOULD NOT BE FEELING GUILTY ABOUT THIS. *so turning on the water*
Spider: NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO DDDDDDD8 *FULL-LONG SPRINT ALONG THE BATHTUB TO HURL ITSELF DOWN THE DRAIN*
Me: ................... MOM.
Mom: YES?
Me: THE SPIDER COMMITTED SUICIDE. D:

A-and I felt bad because it was a LITTLE spider-- until I saw another one on the wall. Dad killed that one. ;;

Now I'm back at the dorm and Heather and I have decided to make a Jewish Lord of the Rings one day. With a menorah for the Ring. If just for "NOOOOOO, FRODO! DON'T LIGHT THE EIGHTH CANDLE!"

... I'm a bad person. XD ... Actually, Pan and I are both evil. She knows why.

WILL ALSO HAVE TO DO THAT 50 Facts about an FC eventually. Since ahaha had a dream about Annen and Cloud Strife having a "......" contest. No, I don't know why. I guess I miss playing her? And need to play Zane more... AND TOBYYYYYYYYYYY watch your back on MSN, Lubbah. I'm coming for you.

LASTLY, DOGS CHAPTERS 22 AND 23 ARE VERY MUCH AWESOME. YES. YES THEY ARE. ;-; Naoto and Nill are so cute. And Badou. And FINALLY MORE BACKSTORY. I'll have to get my thoughts down on speculations sooner or later.

Headache, though, so I'm gonna head to bed and tackle my massive amount of homework ASAP after I wake up. *sigh* ... also need to find that one Garnet Moon song, it is teh pretty. AND SORRY KALY, I GOT BACK LATER THAN I'D THOUGHT D:

... Wow, my thought process is just all over the place, isn't it? XD

Who invented midterms, anyway.

For that matter, WHO INVENTED NINE PAGE ESSAY MIDTERMS?!

I WILL END THEM.

Short update to say I'm still alive, just REALLY tired of schoolwork right now, but dorky-happy because Helen just popped up with "Hey, have you seen 1 Litre of Tears?"

Which is so random.

BUT I HAVE. XD

I have cool roomies. ♥

.... now... I need to hunt down Acacia. And Christinator.

AND LUBBAH. dkjdkskdlkl college why are you killing me ded why.

Or maybe that's just cramps. MORE COHERENT UPDATE LATER I PROMISE. ;-;

Edit: ... Someone tell me not to get that Guilty Gear game for the DS. Maybe if enough people tell me, it'll work. XD

So. Had the iPod on Shuffle when I went to sleep. Last song I remember hearing was "Still Time" from Saiyuki.

And then I had a dream about trying to wash my clothes in a highly satanic washing machine.

After which Nick (yes, Sarah, THAT Nick) and I were pretending we were getting married in our old neighborhood and then somehow it became a real wedding aislakrowjslqa.

I'm really starting to think I had some traumatic laundry accident as a child. There's no other explanation.

I don't even want to try reasoning out the marriage part. BUT I WILL NEVER LISTEN TO SAIYUKI SONGS BEFORE BED AGAIN.

.. Ahahaha, sorry for lack of updates. School projects are pretty much killing me. And a fire drill.

I think I'd like to bang my head against a wall a few times.

Truthfully, I'm a little frustrated with myself. The last essay I had to do I wound up staring at for hours because I could NOT get motivated for it. x.x Isn't this supposed to be old hat for English majors by now? Sooner or later, I'm going to have to sit down and write just for the hell of it.

Although getting Hitch and watching it with Heather made things better. I love that movie.

"I've waited all my life to feel this miserable!" ♥

That's the part that makes me want to fall in love one day, for serious. *dork* Though with my luck, I'll be a hermit. Too much bad luck with OTHER PEOPLE'S ASSHOLE BOYFRIENDS. DDD: .... which reminds me, Katie, apparently I've been given a restraining order from going near you. I'M SORRY, MARTIN SAID SO. D:

Anime-wise, Darker Than Black is making me flail so hard. Anyone who's seen 22 WILL KNOW WHY. ;-;

But as it's now 4 o'clock, I'm going to bed now. I swear.

Why do I do this to myself.

OH RIGHT. Almost forgot. Mom sent me this, and she got it from Charles, who is Robbie's husband and pretty frickin' awesome.

( Women are like apples... )

Oh, Mom. XD

...... I am failing at finding a mailbox on this campus.

BUT I WILL FIND ONE GD IT. I WILL I WILL I WIIIIIIIIIIIIIIILL.

celebrindae, I got your letter! Has it really been two years? D: I'll have to start the letter-writing back up again so you don't perish in the mountains. (Trust me, I understand. San Diego ---> Park City? POLAR OPPOSITES. except tourists love them go figure)

Hmmmmmm. I've been super busy and kind of too dead to post much on life, but a few updates... I have a paper due on Nervous Conditions... due Thursday, as well as my revised monologue, and goddamn the prankster-turned-Fairy-Godmother, he won't shut up. My professor told me to just let him talk, but... orz. He's so loouuud. Speech-wise, we have to introduce a famous person, living or dead. Someone's doing Santa Clause. XD I thought about introing Satan for the hell of it, but I'd probably be shot. XDXD

Another journal entry due tomorrow for American Women's History, so I'll probably do some reading on the chapter tonight and then finish up tomorrow and type everything up. Need to get a laundry card, DO my laundry, mail the DVDs to Deb.. huuuu.

And during UEA/Fall Break, Kia is going to San Diego. Grandma wants Mom by her side and I haven't been back there in over a year and I really want to see Grandma again, even if I get the feeling it's going to be heartbreaking. (My SISTER cried when she saw her. MY BIG TOUGH SHOW NO MERCY SISTER.) And Robbie, Mom's best friend.... well, her mom just died, so we're going to be staying with her for a few days. Sorry, Sarah, I don't think I'll be able to drop by your house. x.x We're flying this time and airfare's gonna set me back, so I'll go back to working on the weekends, I think. I won't have much time this spring and summer to do that, because ahahaha Maymester and then SUMMER SCHOOL.

.... why did I insist I could get all of my major and graduation requirements done so I could graduate by next June? ... Or was it December who knows right now. x.x I MAY POSSIBLY DIE.

B-but that's okay! I'll die triumphant!!

... Or something! XD;;

No, seriously, I'm fine, just a little worn out. And I still need to force myself to be a little more social. BOYS TAKING AN INTEREST IN ME ISN'T THAT TERRIFYING. Yes. Yes, it is.

But our dish disposal was finally fixed after a week! Yay! And there was much rejoicing!

Overall, a fairly epic week so far and we've only just hit the halfway point. I'm kind of relieved that I don't have classes on Fridays or I'd probably commit seppuku with a spork.

BUT NOW. I CLEAN MY ROOM BECAUSE I THINK IT LOOKS MESSY. AND THEN. I READ. And hopefully DON'T have dreams about colonial women zombies or something. AND THEN. I SHOWER AND SLEEP AND WAKE UP AND DO PRODUCTIVE THINGS. Tag Island, ahahaha, since Gojyo and his canonmates are so frickin' epic and Kayce's Ushiwaka is amazing. /o/

.... AND I HANG UP THE POSTER OF THE CHOCOLATE LAB PUPPIES FOR INSPIRATION AND STUFF. /o/

*stops abusing the caps button*

Thank you and good night--!

I HATE ZOMBIES. x.x

No, really, there's a reason for that statement. Despite the fact that I HATE them, I had a dream about them. Mom and I were zombie-fighting with dinky laser guns that were pretty much getting the job done, anyway, but they'd infiltrated my aunt's house (but it was really OUR house, or in the same location of our house anyway) and some kid's dad was the ringleader and kept trying to bite people, but we were fending him off with Propel water and dirty socks.

.... whatever works, I guess. I was doing patrol with Mom outside and then she got into a car and drove off and forgot me, so I freaked out and started running back towards the house, but little zombie children were showing up and glowing red and...

I was never so relieved to wake up. I can handle vampires or werewolves but I've always hated zombies. EVEN SHAUN OF THE DEAD FRICKIN SCARED ME. SHAUN OF THE BLOODY DEAD, MY GOD.

Kia's just going to hope she doesn't dream of zombies again. *sigh* This wasn't the first time, either.

Stupid zombies. ._.

Uh. So, do I have a plan for tomorrow today whenever I wake up?? YES.

I WILL GET OUT OF BED. (Hold your applause, I'M NOT DONE YET. /o/)

I WILL... EAT BREAKFAST.

And then I will work more on my monologue for Playwriting class, read the assigned pages for my American Women's History class (70-135, shouldn't take long), finish writing that Hina and Rui piece on how Yukina got her name, FINISH THAT APP FOR GOJYO, catch up on D.Gray-Man (I'm a little afraid to now XD), see the parents, and NOT DIE.

Talking to Twinny was nice, though. ♥ EXCEPT SKY I STILL WANT THE SQUISHY PENGUIIIIIIN. D: IT'S SO CUTE. I CAN FORSAKE A WEEK'S WORTH OF GROCERIES, RIGHT????? D:

A bit of an update on the Keyna front, regarding her boyfriend/husband/44-year-old asshole.

So he apparently lives in a house THAT THE POLICE WILL NOT TOUCH. This coming from Keyna's mom, who talked to my mom, and argh.

KEYNA, PLEASE DON'T DIE. T___________T *freeeeet*

I've got to stop adopting siblings. Or having them at all. Bad things always seem to happen to them. x.x IT DOESN'T MATTER IF THEY'RE OLDER OR YOUNGER, SOMEHOW I WIND UP SUFFERING MINOR HEART ATTACKS OVER THEM AAAAALL.

(and off-topic, for the sake of my own sanity, KIA'S BELOVED ROOMIE PLAYS THE BAGPIPES. THE MYSTERY IS SOLVED. Oh, Heather. XD)

It's been too long since I've done a song parody... hmmmm. This must be fixed.

Yeah, I need to go to bed. XD;; Right. Now. Haiiiiiiiiiiii.

plsnozombiedreamsohgodpls.

FREEEEEEEEDOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM.

Oh man, 23 hours of no power whatsoever is so not fun. D: One of my classes wound up being canceled, whoops. x.x But I'll be attending all of my classes this time.

... and not sleeping through Speech again. ;-; GOD MY PROFESSOR MUST REALLY HATE ME I DIDN'T SLEEP THROUGH IT ON PURPOSE. So I may have failed that assignment since I MISSED it, but I'll see what I can do. ._. Faiiiiiiiiiiiil.

So today, I sketched for as long as I had flashlight and played Jenga with Alyson and Helen and went to get free cauliflower from the random people who wanted us to come to Jesus Camp (I do not lie, that's really what it was called). And Heather made me stop being lazy and grab my still-wet clothes to let them air dry in the dorm.

Psht.

And of course, Heather and I managed to watch TV before the power died COMPLETELY, so we watched the Top Ten Amazing Videos or something. Among them...

A soap opera star/illusionist who locked herself in a box of explosives, used the wrong tool to pick the lock, and got out of the box... just as it exploded and set her on fire.

"Binky is really a NICE CAT, so please give him a good h-- SHIT. SHIT SHIT SHIT HE'S CLAWING MY GROIN. MY GROIIIIIIIIIIIN. THE HUMANITY. WHYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY?!" That's basically what happened. Binky apparently didn't want to be adopted. ;;;

The smart people who decided to blow up a dead whale with a bunch of dynamite. AND THEN THAT DAY QUICKLY TURNED INTO TERROR AS THE 200-POUND PIECES OF WHALE BLUBBER RAINED FROM ABOOOOVE.

A sinking ship that had been abandoned by the captain and the crew, leaving the passengers to die, until the ship's guitarist radioed for help. STUPID CAPTAIN.

Really touching story about a rocket-parts factory going up in flames and someone staying behind to call for help and get everyone out of there, even if that meant he himself couldn't leave the building. It was really sad. ._.

AND THE BIKER WHO LIT HIMSELF ON FIRE DON'T ASK.

Then we had to set through the same damned "BOB IS HAPPY BECAUSE OF HIS MALE ENHANCEMENT DRUGS. BE LIKE BOB."

We don't want to be like Bob, sorry.

All in all, I'm glad the power's back so I can finish the homework that I probably should have finished, but showering and going to bed comes first. /o/

... I'm watching you, Shininini. ♥

TSUKI, NOW THAT I ACTUALLY HAVE POWER AGAIN, YOU WILL BE HUNTED DOWN, I PROMISE YOU THAT. XD

But time to get ready for bed so I don't wind up staying up til three again. Fun? I THINK NOT. I'll dream of whale blubber. x.x

I don't care how good Garnier Fructis smells, once it gets in your eye, IT SEARS WITH A POMITE ASTRINGENT POIGNANCE.

...........

... in other words, it burns like hell. XD

Clearly I should not wash my hair when I'm half-asleep.

Still working on neatening up my not so little block of text for my Speech class on Tuesday. I'm doing the one monologue from The Princess Bride, in which there's the whole "I'm gonna figure out where the poison is! 8D" fun bit.

... I wonder if I can die dramatically on the podium.

After the maniacal laughter, of course. ♥

It was nice being able to talk to Shini again tonight.... and Jen and Deb are both HORRIBLE ENABLERS. Yo se que quieres lo hago, Jen, pero pienso que tu eres mala. :< Hmph. BUT I'LL DO IT ANYWAY. Stupid kappa.

And yes, it's been awhile since I've spoken Spanish so my apologies if I just butchered it. ;;

Today was pretty boring, though! Except Heather commandeering our bathroom. SHE HAS HER OWN BATHROOM ON THE OTHER SIDE. I'M STEALING YOUR BATHROOM, HEATHER. WAR HAS BEEN DECLARED.

Oh, yes.

And the people playing the bagpipes outside my window at midnight.

No I do not get it either. But I was impressed that they played the Flintstones theme. But BAGPIPES. OF ALL THINGS.

WHY IS THIS COLLEGE SO WEIRDLY RANDOM?? XDXD

More seriously, Grandma is apparently trying to die. She's refusing to eat anything they give her... and honestly, I think if she's in that much pain... I dunno, it sounds cruel of me, but it might be better if she got her wish. x.x

Soooo this is Kia trying to fulfill her Daily "I'm not ded yet" report and heading off to bed. I SHALL BE DOING SOME SKY AND TSUKI STALKING TOMORROW.

.... multifandom OTPs are strangely addicting. And to think I thought Juu was a little scary when she first brought up Rabi/Nill.

I think my three-hour Playwriting class is going to keel me ded.

BUT OH THE INSPIRATION. *sob* Yeah, I'm already getting swamped with essays and journal entries, but it's...

.... okay, it's overwhelming, but. IT'S OKAY. I'M RELIEVED. I'M HAPPY HERE. I actually get to do things relating to my major instead of sobbing dramatically over Physics or Quantitative Literacy. (don't let the title fool you, IT'S JUST MATH.)

So far, my roommates are... interesting. Heather and I have definitely bonded-- we're already speaking in unison now. ;; Sarah's like the dorm mother, Alyson and Stephanie and I don't really talk much, and Helen drinks out of bowls.

... no, I don't get it, either. But that's just Helen.

It's not much of an update, I know, but I figured I ought to let everyone know I'm not dead yet. Tomorrow will most likely be dedicated to pwning my homework so I can relax on Monday, BUT WE SHALL SEE. Right now, I probably need to go to bed.

After I figure out what guys are doing here at 3 AM.

So until that happens, today! It was epic! Bonding/grocery shopping with Mom and then Barnes and Noble (ahahaha bought a lot of Saiyuki, I'm so bad) and then Rubio's! Where we sat by a table filled with little girls, one who kept going "EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE" like a whistle and grinning all the while.

A lesser person would have thrown their taco at her head.

... I was tempted.

... but the taco was good.

And, y'know, I HAVE RESTRAINT. Really. I have a big sister, I HAVE LOTS OF RESTRAINT.

Watched Glory tonight with Heather, since she'd never seen it. Cried. Heather bemoaned the fact that all of the white people in the movie were total pansies.

I love my roommate. ♥ And yes, we both started laughing at the RANDOM JEW REFERENCE IN THE MOVIE. Because it was out of NOWHERE.

... Yeeeaaaaaaah, Kia's really tired. Miss you all, should probably see if I can get MSN working again. *cough* AND FIX THE C KEY ON MY KEYBOARD, THE KEY KEEPS FALLING OFF.

Til tomorrow, then!

... Er. Today.

.......

my brain, it hurts. But Twinny, your link cracked me up. Thanks very much for that. ♥

TO BED OR DIE TRYING.

@.@ What a day.

Before I say anything else, keep in mind two (2) things.

1. I moved into the dorm on Monday, this would be my second day of classes.
2. ALL OF THIS IS TRUE. T___________T

( And so the story begins this morning... )

Classes are going to be interesting, I think. Our Creative Playwriting teacher is from Wales. ♥ A-and in Intro to Lit, we watched Casablanca (no, I don't know why, but hey, Louis is pretty awesome).

What else... mmmmm....

I'm really tired already. XD But I like the campus and the people are friendly, so I'm content. Also watching Black Blood Brothers. /o/ The first episode is a little slow, but there are only twelve and it's an awesome series. Oh, Zelman. ♥ And Darker Than Black still continues to pwn.

THAT'S ABOUT IT. D: Updates will be more regular now that I actually have more things to talk about! XD

.... and I will never ever ever watch Saiyuki Reload Gunlock again. In English. OH GOD HAZEL WHY DO YOU SOUND MEXICAN. D:

Aaaaaand I miss a lot of you. x.x WHAT'S UP, PEOPLES?

For the LAST time, I AM NOT MY SISTER'S KEEPER. DX

Yeah, you know the guy who called Dad and got him all pissed off? Well, the following happened this morning.

Phone: *rings*
Me: Hello?
Guy: Is Karen there?
Me: May I ask who's calling?
Guy: ... I'm a friend.
Me: .......... *from San Diego, has every right to be paranoid of PEOPLE WHO SAY THINGS LIKE THAT* She's not here right now.
Guy: And who are you?
Me: *oh two can play that game* Her daughter.
Guy: Would you happen to know where your sister is?
Me: Nope. I don't talk to her.
Guy: Would you like her number so you can?
Me: *inwardly snorting since lol already has it* No thank you.
Guy: You see, if you were to call your sister and have her call me back, I could stop calling your mother, since she doesn't like it very much.
Me: Well, if she doesn't like it, I'd recommend not calling my mother at all.
Guy: That's too bad, since I'm going to KEEP calling-
Me: Have a good day. 8D *HANGS UP*

Ugh. x.x I hate people like that. But I promised Mom I'd answer the phone from now on, so I guess I'm stuck for it if he tries again. And he will. x.x I wonder what Rachel did THIS time. I'm getting tired of having to deal with this because she's being too irresponsible to own up to WHATEVER she did. *twiiiitch*

School-wise, though, orientation went better than I thought! Even if I was the first person there... ;;; turns out most of the people were transfers, just like me, and we got to know each other during lunch (mmmmmm caesar chicken salad wraps and fluorescent lemonade...) so... yeah. XD Carolyn was from Oregon, Scott wanted to go into criminal justice, Annie wanted to teach elementary school, and Julie, this really sweet older woman, is a painter. So cool. *-*

AND I MOVE INTO THE DORM ON MONDAY OH GOD I'M SO NOT READY AND SCHOOL ON WEDNESDAY. Hahaha, yeah, I'm terrified. XD;; It's a nice campus, though, and the people have all been friendly so far, so I think I'll manage. It's just the usual nervousness. It'll be nice to live away from home again though, before Dad and I kill each other. 8D oh I wish I was joking

Trillian's being fussy lately, so I haven't been on AIM or MSN for awhile now. D: Sorry, guys. I miss you! Although Deb and I are still staying up until the wee hours of the morning, go figure XD

But anyway, short and epic entry on Kia's daily life wheeee~ now I actually need to put on clothes, clean off the piano and the french-sounding thing that I can never spell correctly, AND PACK. OH THE HORROR. OH THE PAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAIN.

.... to anyone who's ever closed, is it just me, or do some people deliberately ignore the CLOSED sign and still try to tug open the door? x.x

And no, the icon has nothing to do with rapists, I just think it's hilarious and I need a reason to smile right now.