I haven't updated in ages, the combination of being busy and lazy has pushed blogging to the back of my agenda.
In case you weren't aware, I am in Denver now, I've been having fun. :) The first few days here were hard, I didn't know anyone and I missed my friends, but I've made new friends here and all is well. Classes are ok, right now I'm mostly in foundations classes that aren't all that different from what I did in high school, but once I start taking more major-specific ones it'll get much more interesting (I'm going for a degree in 2-D animation).
My drawing teacher is just as evil as one of my high school teachers was, denying me the right to use pencils in order to "see what happens when I have no control". I understand why he's pushing me to try new things, but I don't like the charcoal, I want my graphite back *poutyface*.
My friends and I went to a club last night, it was the first time any of us had ever been to one. It was, um... interesting. I can't really decide if I liked it or not, I think it would've been more fun if we didn't keep getting hit on by creepers. We decided that next time we're bringing guys we know with us so as to avoid those sorts of situations. One guy offered me a beer, I was like "no thanks, 19..." XD
I've had a few drinks with my aunt in the privacy of her home, but I plan to avoid alcohol at parties and other similar situations. I've never been drunk so I don't know what the consequences will be, nor do I ever want to find out.
Dorm life is pretty cool, ours is an old hotel that was renovated to become student housing. It's got students from a couple different schools that aren't big enough to have their own dorms. I have a roommate, who I get along with pretty well (she's hardly ever here anyways). I really wanted a room with a view of the mountains, but instead I get to see beautiful I-25 in all it's asphalt glory. One day I got really bored and started counting how many different colored VW Bugs passed by. I got to 9 within an hour. Surprisingly I can't hear the highway from my room, even though it's right outside. I wish our doors were that soundproof- there's this group of people that frequently like to get drunk and hang out in the hallway. I was once woken up by screaming laughter at 3 am. On a Wednesday. What. The. Hell. Can't they hang out in another school's hallway? I have 8am class that day, ass-holes, shut up.... If it's a weekend, ok fine, I can deal with it, but on days when everyone has class? Seriously?
For the most part everyone is pretty friendly, if I pass someone in the hall we usually say hi even if we don't know each other, but some of them really need to tone down the obnoxiousness.
The weather here in Colorado is pretty similar to Indiana, just much dryer. Which I like, it's nice being able to walk outside in the summer without my hair instantly becoming frizzy. Apparently there is no such thing as Autumn, though. The leaves are starting to change color, but it's been a pretty consistent 75-80 degrees the whole time I've been here. The dorm has a pool, which was open until about mid-September and then they closed it for the season, even though it's still very nice and swimable outside. I was sad. According to one of my friends, who is a Colorado native, it'll be really nice out for a while and then one day it'll just start snowing and it won't stop until April.
Well, that's pretty much it for me right now, what's up with you guys?
My mother has been very hard to get along with lately, she sees every little conversation as an opportunity to nag me about stuff and pick pointless arguments. She's always liked to pick arguments, but usually with my brother, not me, and not usually this often. She started one the other day with Weston (brother), then, realizing that she had lost, suddenly brought up another subject that was completely irrelevant to the first. I couldn't help myself; I started cracking up because I knew exactly what she was doing. At first I thought she was just acting weird because I'm her oldest and I'm leaving for college soon, and she's finally realizing she never exercised much control over me (she didn't have to, I'm a good kid) and is trying to make up for it now and taking stuff out on the rest of the family. But then Dad quietly mentioned "hormonal changes" the other day and it finally dawned on me: menopause. Shit. I was excited to leave for college before, but now I'm absolutely ecstatic that I'll be on the other side of the country for the next four years. Little brother, on the other hand... sorry dude, best of luck. That's what you get for being taller than me. XD
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whydah* Post 3 things you've done in your lifetime that you don't think anybody else on your friends list has done.
* See if anybody else responds with "I've done that."
* Have your friends cut & paste this into their journal to see what unique things they've done in their life.
1) I've given myself frostbite. It was August. It was unintentional.
2) I've hiked up a mountain while wearing a 40 pound backpack at night.
3) When I was in preschool I decided to find out if craft scissors could cut hair. Turns out they can, and when I realized I had actually
cut off a lock of my own hair I freaked out and said that another kid did it, earning him a scolding and a time out. I was an evil child.
frustratedWizard People on YouTube
Woke up at 7 this morning to go to Cross Country practice, even though I'm not officially on the team any longer. I have younger friends who are still on the team and the coach has been a big part of my high school years, so I figured I'd spend as much time with them as I could before heading west. I also want to keep running because I do not want to get fat, and I'm working against genetics and a love of eating -- it's hard enough to find clothes my size as it is because hips are not 'in'; the female figure should be bony and stick-like, duh. Maybe I'll start shopping in the women's section, the juniors/misses designers seem to have something against curves....
Anyways, after practice I watched Monty Python and the Holy Grail and then fell dead asleep on the couch, because I had woken up five hours earlier than usual. Cue weird dream time: My best friend was driving me past the school in her little Geo Tracker, (which is basically like a life-size Barbie Jeep; I'm pretty sure the body is plastic, and anyone who wanted to break in and steal it could just unzip the windows), when we drive into this wall of thick fog. She turns onto the paved trail that runs across town and I'm freaking out because, hey, this isn't for cars, it's for walkers, runners, and people on bikes. She stops in front of this creepy looking wood that's where the football field is supposed to be (it looks suspiciously like the wood the Knights of Ni live in, complete with rolling fog and dead trees) and some more friends randomly appear. We go into these woods, and it keeps getting darker and darker until it's pitch black, and then suddenly we see light coming up from a staircase. We go down the staircase and find ourselves in the building for the Appalachian Trail headquarters in Harper's Ferry, which I had been to last summer. The inside looks exactly the same as it does in real life, but out the windows you can see the history reenactment part of town, which you cannot see from the real thing (it's a mile or two away). The first thing out of my mouth is "Where are all the T-shirts?", because there's was lots of AT merchandise when I visited, but dream-world doesn't have any. My dream-self is a ditz; I walk into woods behind my high school in Indiana and come out on the upper floor of a hundred-year-old house in West Virginia, and the first thing I wonder is 'where'd the T-shirts go'? Then we see one of my teachers sitting at a table and reading a map, so we go up to him and ask him what's up with the magic staircase. He has no idea what we're talking about, so we told him about the woods and stuff and how we got there. He's like "And your point...?" So I go "We're in Virginia." (Dream-self doesn't know her geography either; Harper's Ferry is in West Virginia). Teacher looks nonplussed, so I repeat "We are in VIRGINIA!" And then I woke up because brother dear came stomping through the living room. That was one of the more clear dreams I've had lately, and I don't usually remember them in their entirety like that. If I'm lucky I'll be able to remember the basic subject of a dream, but rarely the whole thing.
I don't usually read the newspaper, but occasionally a story will catch my eye or my parents will feel the need to tell me about something. A few weeks ago my dad found a little blurb about some guy in Iowa, I think, who thought he had the 'mark of the beast' (I'm assuming something to do with the devil?) on his hand, so he cut it off. But he didn't stop there. No, after removing his own hand with a rotating saw he then proceeded to microwave it. Though I won't deny that it's really pushing the limits of sanity, I can sort of understand cutting off your own hand. But microwaving it? WHY?? Obviously something is seriously wrong with the guy but I couldn't help myself, my dad and I were laughing our asses off at this because it's just so random. He's ok (physically) as far as I know, someone found him before he bled to death, but I don't doubt he'll be committed somewhere when he gets out of the hospital.
Another one that's more stupid than weird was on the front page today. Two little boys dared each other to lick a flagpole and got their tongues stuck, as is wont to happen when you lick metal that's been exposed to 5 degree weather for two weeks. They did what everyone else ever caught in this situation has done; pulled their tongues off, bled a little, and went on with their lives without sustaining any lasting damage. Why is this front page news? Actually, why is this news at all? Don't they have more important things to write about, like, I dunno, the presidential debates or stuff like that? Some kid at my high school got suspended recently for holding a pair of scissors to a girl's throat; that didn't make the paper, but when two stupid third-graders get their tongues stuck, omg! "Da Region" must know!! *shakes head* I'd like to meet the journalist who covered that. They even got quotes from the school nurse about the boys' conditions after the 'event'. They're expected to fully recover. In case you were worried.
I sent out the last of my admissions requirements to the art colleges, just waiting to see whether I got accepted or not. *crosses fingers* Take me pleeeease! I don't know what to do with my life if you don't!
I'm so excited, I'm going to see Flogging Molly at the Chicago House of Blues on Feb. 15!! I've seen them live before, they played at a local Irish festival a few years ago, but it was a small venue (it was a tent, actually, and a very hot one at that) and they didn't play for very long because Brigit Regan (the fiddler) had recently injured her hand. This one will be inside, with air conditioning (thank God), and they're touring to promote their upcoming album, so it'll be an all-out performance. My first official concert, I can't wait!
K, I'm done now.
Wait! I lied:
R.I.P. Heath Ledger <3
I was shocked when I heard about this, I couldn't believe it. We were watching 10 Things I Hate About You in English class and I had been thinking about how awesome he was, and then I come to home to find out he died. It's so tragic :(
sadChristmas was nice, got everything I asked for, which wasn't much. The older I get the harder it is to come up with gift lists. I miss the good old days when there was an endless supply of toys to ask for. Now I really have to wrack my brains to come up with just a few things so my parents will get off my back. I think next year they're on their own.
One of the things I asked for were tickets to Wicked. It was an early Christmas present, went out to Chicago with Mom and Dad for a day to see it. We went to some sort of German market type-thing before the show that's only there around the holidays. I got a pencil made from a tree branch with a little dragon on top, it's kinda cute. :) Wicked was great, I actually thought it was better than the book (*gasp* blasphemy!). I wanted to get a shirt but they were incredibly expensive. 65$ for a hoodie, holy crap! Silly city and your ridiculous prices.
Well, I think that's all I have to say that may or may not be of interest to anyone else. I hope you're all having a great holiday season!
frustrated sickJust got back from seeing Across the Universe, it was pretty good. My favorite part was definitely the guy who played Jude, A+ :)
hungryLast thing on my plate is a T-shirt design for the school's Science Olympiad team. Some of my friends are in it (one of them's the captain) and they asked me to draw a picture of Einstein punching out Aristotle. No joke. I'm not so sure it's considered school-appropriate, but the captain is a very devoted Christian, so if she's fine with it I guess it's ok. I told them they should pay me for it, but they said no. Jerks..this is the last time I'm doing freebies for friends and family, seriously, they take advantage of me so much, lol.
I also need to be applying for scholarships, buuuuut I don't wanna write a bajillion essays right now, I'd rather draw.....
stressedHad a pretty good day today. Cross Country meet this morning went really well; I got my best time so far this season and achieved my goal of running under 30 minutes, 29.54. Probably doesn't seem like a big difference, but seconds count for alot in running. After that I went to my friend's house to have her do my hair for Homecoming. My hair is not very cooperative as far as updos go, it won't hold curls. We had to use this heavy-duty hairspray to keep it in place, and this stuff worked wonders- it held it's shape even after I took all the pins out, lol. The dance itself was ok, I'm never very fond of the music they play (I want some rock, dude!) but I suppose it is easier to dance to. My poor feet are mad at me though, I pound them in the race all morning and then stick 'em in heels for 4 hours afterwards. I thought 2 days on the Appalachian Trail hurt, that was nothing compared to dancing in those things. My feet take alot of abuse, what with running and my tendency to wear uncomfortable shoes. Not to mention 8 straight hours of standing at work every weekend. Ah well, they'll survive.
I'm going to bed now, I haven't had a full night's sleep since school started. I'm so sleeping till noon tomorrow...
happyGot a few sketch pages for you.
This school week totally sucks. While the freshmen and sophomores are taking their ISTEPS (Indiana's standardized test) the juniors and seniors are stuck in the auditorium for 3 hours a day watching movies and listening to motivational speakers. Not that they're bad movies, it's just that I'd rather be sleeping at home for those three hours. And the motivational speakers aren't bad either, but none of them ever tell me anything new. "Stay in school, don't drink, don't do drugs, yadda, yadda...." That's great, but it would mean a hell of a lot more to me if I hadn't been hearing the same damn thing since I was in kindergarten. The school board tried to get it so upper classmen could come in later after the testing is done, but the state wouldn't allow it. Jerks....
Yesterday I had a cross country meet, got my best time of the season so far, but I almost lost my place at the end. When you cross the finish line they have you line up in the order you finished and then take your name so they can write what you placed. I had to do a dead sprint at the end to beat this one girl, then promptly threw up as soon as I crossed the finish line. She walks right past me as I'm on the ground gagging and an official had to stop her so they wouldn't record her in my place. Ah, the joys of XC.
This week is gonna be real busy for me, Wednesday is the Homecoming Parade for my school's football team, and I'll probably be in it for Art Honors Society (I have a sneaking suspicion that I'll be wearing a replica of a hershey kiss on my head, since that's our theme). Then Saturday is a cross-country meet in the morning and then the Homecoming Dance that night (they always put them on the same day, it sucks). My dress this year is fun, it's blue and black and swirls nicely when you spin in it :). And it's comfortable! That's definitely a first.
I've got some sketches in the works (mostly Avatar stuff and realism) that I'd like to post soon. I need to work on drawing hands. Badly.