March 27, 2003 :: 6:32 p.m.
I got my degree from Dirt Pile University
Winamp is being a gigantic poohead. I have to listen to this CD in Windows Media Player because every time I tried to play it using Winamp, I got my ass kicked. To the curb, even. When I tried play it in the D drive, it would skip and stop playing and then Winamp would freeze up. When I tried to play it in the E drive, I received a lovely error message about "CD disk switching." Thanks you, Winamp. I hate you and I hope you die.
Speaking of things I would like to see die a horrible, flaming death... Emily had Goth Boy sleep over last night. Now, I really can't complain about it, because Adam's been sleeping over all week, but I think we all know how I feel about this. He's gross and he smells bad and they're fucking obnoxious and inconsiderate and loud. And they STRADDLE EACH OTHER WHILE I AM IN THE ROOM. For the love of all that is right and good in the world, WHY? What would make someone think that it is perfectly okay and not at all bile-inducingly disgusting to dry-hump her dirty, faux-goth fuck buddy while their roommate is in the room? Seriously. I will never understand people. Never, never, never. And the more I see, the less I really want to understand. Because... ew. That's just fucking foul.
Ahem. Moving on... I've been thinking about school. Again. Not this school, of course, because I hate this school and if I drank I would probably get completely shit-faced to celebrate on the last day. But since I don't, I'll probably just either burn a bunch of (school) stuff or maybe eat a cupcake with a little candle in it and do a joyous dance. Like a jig, only less Irish and significantly more asinine.
Hrm. Okay, so I have been thinking about this school. Just a little bit. I wish I could like it here. It's such a pretty place, and I like the town, and some of the professors are nice... I just cannot stand 99.9% of the student body and there's nothing at all that I want to study here. And it's hellishly expensive, much more so than it's worth. Alas. But more than thinking about this school, I've been thinking about other schools. Obviously. If I continue my education, which at this point is still up in the air, I either want to apply to PSA&D or find a school with a good Asian Studies program. I'm leaning toward the art school thing right now, especially because of something that I learned today about the particular school I'm considering. There are less than 250 people at PSA&D. Total. I mean, not counting professors, of course, but the total student body is under 250 people. A part of me started jumping up and down and screaming about how this school and I are such a perfect match, what with the off-campus housing and the tiny student body. And you know, I'm inclined to listen to that part, especially since none of my other parts are providing a whole lot of assistance.
But seriously, 250 people? That's like my academic wet dream. There are 1,600 people at LVC and it's way too many for me. The only way I'd find a school smaller than 250 people would be to start my own college out in the woods with various piles of sticks and shrubbery acting as my stately learning facilities. So I'm sort of leaning heavily in that direction, if I decide to continue with school at all. I need to decide soon, because if I'm going to apply then I need to renew my FAFSA deal and get a portfolio together. Eck. Too bad I want to go to ART SCHOOL and the portfolio is giving me a hard time.
I'm just... challenged. Motivationally challenged, that is. Blah.
I want yarn. Pretty, fancy yarn, not the Wal-Mart crap that I currently have on hand. I'm having visions of gorgeous knit things, and I haven't even completed something as simple as a scarf yet. So while I may be short on motivation (and the much more important money), I am ever so long on grand ideas. And I've got lots of pent-up creative urges, dammit. It's very frustrating.
Sometimes I think about changing my diary to something more blog-like in format, so that I can add short entries whenever the urge strikes me. But then I realize that my entries are never short, even when I intend them to be. So I think that having more than one of them on a single page would be both cumbersome and annoying. Sad. I have a bunch of a really cute blog-style designs in mind, too.
I believe I'm going to abandon this and continue to immerse myself in the world of beautiful yarn things that I will probably never be able to make. Adieu.
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of fruits and menstruation - March 15, 2005