Super Glamerous

I miss this. Semi-anonymously spilling my soul into the abyss of the internet. I should do this more often. Although I'm not surprised I don't, I was always horrible at keeping a diary as a kid. But let's try again, shall we?

So I've started my second year of college. It's been fun. I still haven't gotten into any shows, but whatever. I'm doing crew for Into the Woods and that should be fun. (Of course I would prefer to be acting in it, but this is what happened and I'm okay with that). I seem to have adopted a policy of "It will Happen when it Happens" and if something doesn't work out for me then it just wasn't meant to be. There are so many things in my life that are beyond my control and based on chance, so it's a lot less stressful to not try to control them.

I just realized while typing this that I happen to be wearing both a nose pore strip and some crest whitestrips. At the same time. Boy do I feel glamorous about that... I'm also currently not wearing any makeup, to add to the glamor. They should just lock me up for impersonating Lady Gaga I'm so glam right now. Wow.

Anyway... I forgot what else I was going to say... So I'll leave it at that. Farewell.

Sure it's a hick town, but it's MY hick town!

Clearly I am not keeping up with this as well as I'd hoped.

Right now I'm only doing this as a way to distract myself until my sister is done with the shower. I just finished a workout video (P90X Ab Ripper X, it's super intense and now I'm going to be sore for days but it's so worth it) and I was all ready to hop in the shower only to find that she had usurped it while I wasn't looking. Harumph!

So today is the fourth of July. Independence day. The day that our founding fathers decided they'd had enough of England's bullshit and signed the Declaration of Independence all those years ago (234 to be exact). So I'm going to watch our dinky town's parade with my parents and grandparents (and my shower usurping sister) in order to remind myself how much of a hick town this really is. But hey, it's my hick town and I still love it, and I will miss it if only for the people here that I actually like. Like you two, the only people who actually read my blog. I love you and I'm going to miss you when I leave for good. A lot.

Well, it sounds like the shower is finally unoccupied, so I'll go wash myself off.

*Edit: Nevermind, it wasn't. I had to go tell her to finish up...

Summer Sleep/Work schedule

I'm falling into old habits again. I stay up late doing essentially nothing on the internet because momentum doesn't let me get up to get ready for bed. Then I stay in bed until noon for the same reasons. Then I can't really get going to do anything until late and all I really feel like doing is loafing around the house. I'm giving myself a little bit of a break on that regard because I really haven't been home like this in nine months, and I'm still getting used to being back here. Although, I still haven't seen two of my best friends since getting back (read: You guys, the two people who actually read this thing). I really want time to hang out with the two of you soon because I miss you, and it's stupid that I've been home almost a week and haven't seen you yet. That is partially my fault, though, I could call you and initiate something.

I had a job interview today (actually yesterday, but that's a technicality). I start work on Monday if the other place I applied to doesn't call me back by then (or maybe even if they do, the job I just got seems like a pretty sweet deal). It's looking more and more like I'm going to take this job, and I am excited for it because it's something I'm interested in and care about to some degree, but the only problem I have with it is the hours. It goes from about 1:30 to 10pm Monday through Friday all summer, which is a little bit more than I was prepared to work. That just leaves weekends and mornings for doing other things, and we all know I'm not a morning person. Regardless, I'll probably still take this job. I am just a little upset, though, that it will cut so much into my summer...

"To-do" list items completed today: 6
Random Fact of the day: I wore shorts in public despite my unshaven legs.

When I wasn't even paying attention!

So I'm going to backdate this one a little because today was an important day that I let slip by without documentation! Not only was today the first anniversary of this blog, but it was also the official last day of my freshman year of college. Tomorrow I'm going to Disneyland to celebrate. Because honestly, why not?

Days until summer (by "summer" I mean "when I get home"): 3
Random fact of the day: When I watch too much anime, I start to feel like my life is an anime. Although, that holds true for anything, really...

Phew!

About two hours ago, I left my last class of my freshman year of college! Woohoo! Now all I have to do is take my two finals on Tuesday and pack everything up and I'll be all done! I just have to get my hands on a few boxes...

This afternoon I decided to finally download google chrome, just to see what all the fuss was about. It's a pretty good browser. It takes a little getting used to, but it automatically imported all my bookmarks and everything from Firefox, so that was convenient. I mostly wanted to try it to see if I could upload videos faster on youtube, because generally it takes at least an hour, depending on how big the file size is, and I'm impatient, and chrome's big thing is that it's super fast. So I tried it, and the test video only took like 20 minutes, but it was a raw file straight from my camera and it was a lot smaller than the size my videos normally export to, so I don't know if it really did anything. I'll have to try it out again later when I have a real video to put up.

Anyway, I started cleaning up my room earlier (before class) to try to get it ready for packing, and it's amazing how much stuff I can hoard after only nine months. I ended up throwing away a bunch of empty containers and assignments from fall that I could have brought home with me over winter or spring break but didn't for whatever reason. I also realized that I brought a bunch of stuff like folders and extra binders that I didn't end up needing (I used spiral bound notebooks for class, they were a lot easier than binders). I also kept my notebook from last quarter here, when I totally could have brought it back either time I went home after winter quarter. I don't even know... There's just way too much stuff here, and it's hard to get rid of it without having the boxes to pack it away in yet. Tomorrow I'll go get some, and then I'll start sending stuff home.

Days until Summer: 7

Random Fact of the Day: I got extra credit in my psych class for just showing up last Thursday.

So close to being done

I have four more classes, one discussion, two papers, two finals, and a four-hundred-mile drive separating me from my summer vacation. I've pretty much mentally checked out at this point. It's so weird thinking about moving out of here in a week and a couple of days, but it's going to happen whether I like it or not. I meant to send a box of stuff home last weekend, but that didn't happen. I need to buy more boxes. I need to write my papers. I need to stop starting these sentences with the letter "I."

Days Until Summer: 9
Random (tmi) Fact of the Day: I have to go to the bathroom.

A ... girl?

So I pretty much fail at the whole posting every other day thing, but I guess I would rather have something interesting to say than put up some crap for the sake of putting something up. Maybe I'll do that in August for BEDA...

Anyway, today I was in a production of Peter Pan that had been reduced to about 30 minutes. I was a mermaid. It was fun. We performed it at this ghetto school carnival in Santa Ana, and there was a little girl there who absolutely loved mermaids, it was adorable. We (the mermaids) came out before the show to get the kids excited and we asked if any of them wanted to learn how to walk like a mermaid and this girl immediately raised her hand (and she was the only one, there were only about 8 people in the audience at that point) so we taught her the mermaid walk. And then after the show she poked her head through the curtain to see us again. So adorable!

Then, this evening we performed a raunchy version for the people at our school. There were maybe fifteen people there, at the most but we were mainly doing this one for ourselves anyway because during rehearsal we kept thinking of ways that the show could be more "adult" in some parts. So the mermaids got turned into total sex pots and it was really fun and we gave random lap dances to people in the audience and we groped Wendy. Also, in reference to the title of this post, one of my (five) lines is "A girl?" after Peter tells us that, oh, that's only Wendy after she interrupted his story, and in the kid's version I say it like "A girl? Wow, I've never seen a real live girl before (because I'm a mermaid and everyone else on this island is a boy)!" but in the adult version I say it like "A girl? Wow, I'm getting all kinds of excited for this girl here that I never got excited for for Peter before, this is sexy awesome!" I thought it was funny, even if no one else got it. Maybe it's just difficult to inflect that much into two words.

Days until summer: too few because I'm not ready for finals yet and too many because I can't wait for summer!
Random Fact of the Day: I have five unused tampons, soon to be four, because I forgot I needed them when I was already at the store on Wednesday so now I have to make an extra trip tomorrow and it's really annoying.

Another Case of the WANTs

So I made the mistake of looking at cell phones today. It only started because I had to top up my phone, which required me to go to the virgin mobile website, so while I was there I thought, Hey, why don't I just look at their newer phones again, see if they have anything different. That's where I made my fatal mistake. The latest phone they have coming out is the LG Rumor Touch, and I already had a major fascination with touch-screen phones because I'm a tech nerd and I think they're awesome. So this phone has a touch screen, full slide-out keyboard, internet access, the ability to create and sell your own ringtones and phone graphics, camera that records video, and capabilities to upload said video directly to YouTube. I'm kind of drooling right now. The only problem is it has a slightly heftier price tag than I'm willing to shell out at the moment (although it's about half as expensive as a lot of other fancy phones, especially when you take into account that I'd still be using my cheap-ass no-contract bare-minimum phone plan, if I wanted to). But maybe, once I start working and I have a little extra spending money that I'm comfortable parting with, maybe then I'll get one. And by then it'll actually be released...

Oh, and now everywhere I go on the internet will be jam-packed with ads about virgin mobile stuff, like they always are when I top up my phone! Boo! :(

Days Until Summer: 22
Random Fact of the Day: My phone does something weird at 12:04 every morning that costs me 10 cents, and I can't figure out what it is or how to turn it off.

Storytime

So I'm looking out my window, and I see this couple walking by, and they're holding hands, and then the girl lets go and the guy puts his arm around her and she wraps her arms around his waist, and then I thought "that looks like it would be a really awkward way to walk" and I think about is some more, and I realize, yeah, I've tried to walk that way before with my arms wrapped around somebody else's waist and it is an awkward way to walk, it's an awkward way to just stand around even, but they keep walking, and all of a sudden, I see this raccoon walk behind them, not like right behind them but maybe like 20, 25 feet away, and I realize that's the first time I've seen a raccoon out in broad daylight.


Days Until Summer: 24
Random fact of the day: That was a really long run-on sentence.

Hold Me Closer, Tiny Dancer

So I know that that's referencing a song, but I'm not actually referencing that song, although I am referencing something that is referencing that song, and you guys will totally get it when I make you read the book I just finished this summer. Will Grayson, Will Grayson is perhaps the best book I have come across since Harry Potter. Honestly, it's that good. I have not had to giggle and fangirl that much while reading a book since HP. And I have three words that will make you guys want to read the book too: Adorable Gay Guys. I know, right?

I'm still basking in the rush of reading the last half of it today, so I can't really think of much else. The only thing is, now I don't have anything to read tonight. But tomorrow I'm going to the library to get a new reading book, so that'll clear that up.

Days until summer: 28
Random fact of the day: my towels were made in Pakistan

Well, this sucks.

So basically I didn't get a callback, even though I thought I did amazing at my audition. I guess that's what happens when I compete against grad students. Grr...

I know I said I wouldn't take it personally but... I'm gonna go wallow in my own misery for the next day or so, mmkay?

Days until summer: 33
Calories consumed today(in chocolate and peanut butter): 5 bajillion

Into the Woods, It's Time To Go

...I hate to leave, I have to though
Into the woods to Grandmother's house
Into the woods to Grandmother's house.


My audition is in T-minus 3 hours and 50 minutes. I feel really jittery, but I think that might be from the coffee I had this morning. I should've asked for the vanilla-blended instead....

Anyway, I feel pretty confident about it. Last night I had a dream that I was cast as Little Red, but so was this other girl, and we agreed to share the role, even though I really wanted it to myself. I just have to keep reminding myself that I'm competing against not only upper-division students who've had more training than I, but also Grad students who've had waaaaaay more training that I, so I really shouldn't take it personally if I don't get called back. Also, if I don't get called back or cast now, I can always audition again in the fall for an ensemble role. And then if I don't get that, I'll probably just go for costume crew so I can be involved anyway. I do need three more units of that, after all.

So until my audition I'll probably get some tea, go to the practice rooms to warm up and practice a little more, and probably go to the bathroom about fifty more times. (Nerves make my digestive system go into overdrive...)

Days Until Summer: 34
Times I've been to the bathroom today (so far): 4
*Update: Times I went to the bathroom in total (before the audition): 8

Penny For My Thoughts

I have a midterm tomorrow that I haven't really studied for. I'm not too worried about it, and I'm not sure if that should worry me. I feel like the test is going to be harder than I think it will, but somehow I can't bring myself to go study more. I looked over the information, I can't think of what else to do.

Sometimes I intend to do things like studying when all I really want to do is play computer games, and then I end up just looking at pages of things with no relevance to anything for hours, which is less productive than even playing the games would be. And then I realize it's almost 10:00 and I shouldn't start a game because I'm going to want to go to bed soon.

I managed to find the sheet music for my audition song for Into the Woods for free on some website. That was pretty cool.

I really need to take a shower. My bangs are all greasy and disgusting. Ick.

Those are just some things going through my mind right now.

Days Until Summer: 37
Hours Spent in My Chair Today: 10, roughly

Fun at Airports

Right now I'm writing this at the airport because I really have nothing better to do. I got to the airport a freaking two and a half hours early because my roommate offered to drive me, but she has class at five so she had to drop me off beforehand. My flight doesn't leave until 7:20. Obviously, by the time anyone reads this I'll be at home because I'll have to wait until I'm at home to post because they don't have WiFi at the airport. They also appear to not have outlets, so I'll have to find another way to occupy myself eventually thanks to my short, bi-polar battery life. I really should've listened to my dad about how to extend the battery life when I first got this thing... Oh well...

But other than the two-hour wait until I get to start boarding, I'm really excited to go home. Actually, nevermind, I kind of like the two-hour wait in the airport. I don't know why, but I really like spending time alone in airports. There's something about having this scheduled free time without internet that makes me feel really... productive, I guess. I tend to waste a lot of my time just looking at things online, but when I don't have that possibility, I do other things like write or draw or read; things that I like doing but I get really distracted by the internet so I don't do them as often as I'd like to. Even though I'll probably end up spending most of my time playing solitaire or mahjong or minesweeper until I run out of battery life and then go buy some gummy worms while I read my new book* until they call us to board. But whatever, at least it's an excuse to play solitaire for an hour.

As to the status of my battery life, for some reason it appears to be going UP the longer I use it, which makes absolutely not sense. When I started writing this, it said I had an hour and 35 minutes of battery life left, then I checked on it later and it said two hours, then I checked it and it said two hours and fourteen minutes. And now it's saying an hour and 54. I think I'm just going to not worry about it anymore until it runs out...

 

Days until I visit home: 0, I'm on my way there

Number of containers full of liquid I currently have with me: 4

 

* The Lovely Bones, which I've been wanting to read for a while now and it was on sale at Target yesterday when I was there**

** I know Target isn't exactly the best place to buy books, but I was already there and it was already there and I just couldn't resist.

I Can Haz Cheezburger?

The first two quarters at school this year, I had a lot of cheeseburgers in the dining commons, because a) often that was the only thing they had available that I knew I would like and b) I felt like a lolcat when I ordered it ("Can I have a cheeseburger?"). This one guy who often works the grill remembers every single time he sees me that I always order a cheeseburger, and even when I'm not in line to actually get something from the grill, if he sees me he always says "Cheeseburger?" and I reply "No, not today."

This quarter I've been trying to significantly cut back because a) I've been trying to eat less beef because cows are bad for the environment and b) the Freshman 15 has wreaked havoc on me and I'm trying to eat healthier, and cheeseburgers are not known or their health. But today I walked into commons and there was literally nothing good except the grill. Everyone in the huge line I stood in to get to the grill agreed with me. Well, that guy was working the grill and he asked me "Cheeseburger?" and I said "Yes, please" and he made one and when he put it on a plate for me, I heard him say quietly "Here you go, mija" and I just thought that was so sweet I needed to comment on it to someone.

Days until I visit home: 2
Cheeseburgers eaten this month: 2

Nothing of Much Interest

I'm going to be honest and say that I didn't do much the past two days. Yesterday I woke up, got dressed, ate breakfast, surfed the 'net, played RollerCoaster Tycoon for a few hours, ate dinner, played more RollerCoaster Tycoon, watched Desperate Housewives while 'net surfing some more, and then went to bed. Exciting, I know. Today I got up, got dressed, went to class, came back and surfed the 'net, remembered about boobquake and changed my shirt, proceeded to read more of the blog posts from the creator of boobquake, worked on my paper for sociology, read more boobquake blog (which is called "Blag Hag" for future reference), worked on my paper, read more Blag Hag, found an article linked from Blag Hag that gave me the perfect topic for my paper so I finally got down to the business of beginning to write the abstract, read more Blag Hag, surfed, paper abstract, surf, blaghag, paper, blaghag, surf, paper, paper, dinner, paper, finish abstract, blaghag, surf, shower, write blog post, and oh look, we're here in the present! So yeah, nothing super exciting.

I mention this because it explains my lack of anything interesting to talk about.

Days until I visit home: 3
Times I Typed the Word "Binational" Today: 6

Not Willing To Be A Drive-By Shooting Victim

You know that thing I was talking about yesterday? That thing where I had to get up at an obscenely early hour of the morning to do? It was basically a huge waste of my time. Today Disneyland was having open auditions for character performers, so me and a few other friends went, and we got there at 6AM, two hours early, and we were some of the first people in line*, and when they measured my height, they told me I just wasn't quite the right height for what they were looking for today.

I was the only one of my friends who got cut the first round. So I had nothing to do for hours while I waited for someone, anyone to come back from getting cut. One of my friends lent me her Nintendo DS, so I did have something to keep me occupied for the most part. She had Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince on it, so naturally I played that. After the first two hours, though, I started to get really bored and cold and uncomfortable** just sitting there playing this game, so I decided to get up and take a walk. So I walked. And I walked. And I walked some more. And I kept walking until I started getting into a residential area, and then I started feeling like if I stayed there for much longer, I might possibly get caught up in a drive-by shooting. I know, I know, how likely is a drive-by shooting to happen within walking distance from Disneyland? But I was still worried, so when I got to this set of railroad tracks*** I decided to turn around. So I walked back. I think I might have killed 45 minutes to an hour walking.

By the time I got back, there was absolutely NO ONE in the waiting area, besides the security guard and the occasional Disneyland cast member coming in to work. I played HBP some more on my friend's DS. I kept glancing over at the security guard, worrying that he was going to ask me what I was still doing here. Luckily he never did. I was just about to put the game away to go on another walk when I finally saw people coming back. Two of my friends hadn't made that cut and so we went home. The End.

Days until I visit home: 5
Wizard Cards collected today: about 200, I think. Possibly and counting.

*There were only two people there before we got there, and the sun had not fully risen yet.
**The benches were all made of metal rods. I was sitting on a series of metal rods. It was very painful on my bony butt.
***I didn't want to end up on the "wrong side of the tracks." Get it? Am I he only one who thinks that's funny?

I'm Not Making Anybody Dinner

I have to admit, I secretly told myself that I would post every day for the next however-long-it-was to kind of halfway make up for the three and a half month hiatus I took, but obviously that didn't happen. Instead, maybe I'll get some kind of every-other-day thing going on for a while, unless something really exciting happens on a day when I wouldn't have otherwise posted. You know, I should really spend less time talking about my blog posts and more time writing them... Commence Blogging:

Yesterday was the opening night of my roommate's dance show, and despite me forgetting to wish her luck* it still apparently went really well. I got to hear a funny story about how her necklace fell off at one point. Her boyfriend also came over, obviously to see her show. I wish I had had some forewarning that he was going to be spending the night. But whatever. He's enough of a gentleman that he'll leave the room when I need to get changed. Funny story though: he and roomie were discussing what to do for dinner (this was around 10:00 at night) and he said "Arden will make us dinner!" and I said "I'm not making anybody dinner, you're on your own." And then about an hour later I heard my roommate repeating this story to one of our hallmates. Well, I thought it was funny...

I just got a text from one of my friends about the time we are leaving to do something both exciting and nervewracking (for me at least) tomorrow. It is an ungodly hour of the morning. But I'm sure it'll be worth it in the long run. Maybe. For the experience at least. I hope. I'll tell you all about it tomorrow.

Days Until I Visit Home: 6
Chapters Of My Psychology Textbook Read Today: 1.3, approximately

*The last time I saw her before it opened was five hours before curtain time, and I forgot that she would leave for class before I got back, so it really wasn't my fault.

A Re-Introduction of Sorts

So.

So it's been a while since my last post.
So it's been three and a half months since my last post.
So it's been nearly one and a half quarters of school since my last post.

But nobody was there to mind, so there's no harm done. Maybe, in retrospect, I'll miss not having documented that period of my life, but no one else will, I'm sure.

Now, I have a follower. Hi Alexis! I don't particularly feel the need to actually introduce myself again because I know you pretty much know everything you'd ever want to know about me. And if you really wanted to know anything else, you could ask. Also, I'm fairly certain that once Deanna catches wind that I'm blogging again, she'll follow me too, and then I'll have two followers, and then we'll all be a big happy circle of blog. Yay!

So anyway, here's the part where I talk about my day.

It was kind of stressful, I have to say.

This morning I had a mock-audition for my acting class, and while I really had no reason to be nervous because I was really prepared and I felt good about my monologue,I still was just for the sheer fact that it was called and "audition." I think my body makes me nervous just on principle.

Once that was over I got to go back to my room and be relaxed for a while, but I received a phone call while my phone was on silent. I was then faced with the prospect of calling someone back, someone I didn't know, about a job I applied for. Phone calls, especially of this nature, terrify me. I think I had to call three times before I actually got an answer, and then, while the man on the phone was very nice and sounded very interested in having me work for his organization, he told me to call this other phone number to sort things out. So now I have to do that. Bleh.

Then, after this phone ordeal (phone calls are always an ordeal for me, although I am getting better) I had another, actual audition, which I had no real way of preparing for because they didn't want a monologue, they just wanted you to bring a printout of your facebook profile and a small object to show and tell with. That actually ended up being pretty fun, and I think I did really well, and I might actually have a shot at being in this show. *crosses fingers and knocks on wood*

Oh, and one more fun thing about today: I found a brand spanking new penny while I was doing my laundry! It even has the new back and everything, and it looks like it was minted yesterday. That's what I ended up showing and telling, and the casting people thought it was pretty cool.

To reinstate the counters with something because I love ripping off people who are more internet-famous than me:

Days until I get to visit home: 8
Today's Dessert: Brownies and Butter Toffee Peanuts

2010 and Winter Quarter

Oh goodness, is it the new year already? Wow, time sure flies!

I'm typing this as a break from the frantic bout of packing I've been doing because my train leaves in less than twelve hours and I hadn't even started yet. At this point I have most of my clothes packed, some toiletries that I never unpacked, and I picked out what I'm wearing tomorrow. I still need to do one more load of laundry and fit in whatever else I need. Mostly odds and ends that are extremely replaceable but would be annoying to spend more money to get more of.

Currently I'm listening to Britney Spears's first album. It makes me happy in that "good ol' days when I was a kid." It's hard to believe this thing is over ten years old now.

Well, that was a nice little break. Off to throw more stuff is suitcases!