I finally passed out my story. Topped off at 23 pages it's...well it's massive. And 30+ dollars for 18 copies? I feel a little bit jipped. I suppose I should've asked before getting them printed. D:

Why doesn't Word have Gill Sans Light anyway?

You know, even though I finally got my story out of the way, I don't feel like I shook off any of that burden at all. It's like a poked at the stack on the shoulders and only a pine cone fell off. D: And I can't help it if I just don't feel like writing my story today. And I keep telling myself I can't and then correcting myself with I won't or don't want to and then I go back to I can't and then convince myself before brooding on various pages instead of letting myself relax like I've so wanted to do.

I just want to do nothing. D:

But that won't happen. So many renders to do...so many stories to revise/rewrite...so many things to study for...so many things to stab and cry over. D: And that's the third time I've used D: (fourth now) in such a short post.

Why am I on here anyway? Oh right. Brooding.

*sigh*

So. We now legally own an apartment.

Huh.

Of course it's a little daunting at the same time. Reading that leasing thingy was tedious and overwhelming. I hope we didn't bite off more than we can chew. Then again, we didn't really have any other choice.

So next year, we're gonna have to get used to bus rides. Work. Rent. More bus rides.

*sigh* When can life go back to being easy?

So I think I may have actually gotten familiar with some cats and dogs today.

For those who don't know, me and Tam visited the animal shelter and played with a bunch of animals as a part of a volunteer group.

Not all of the animals were well behaved, even though they were extremely happy to see people. Supposedly the only human interaction they get on a daily basis is the cleaning lady who comes by to clean their cages every now and then. It was nice playing with the cats and dogs but I don't think I'll ever get over the uneasiness of being around them. D:

Maybe it was that time I got chased by a poodle (or was it a weiner dog? I can't remember) but if you think about it, I'm kinda the same way with people, only people...you know, don't jump on you and try to lick your face.

I can't name the animals I played with today because I know nothing about pets. We handled three dogs and two cats. The cats were black and white ones (like Mr. Whiskers! :D) and had really...really soft fur. :D One didn't like me too much since every time I tried to pet it it would slink away (although it seemed to like Tammy. It let Tammy pet it. D:) Well the other one let me pet him so it's okay. And whenever I scratched his tummy he'd try to claw my fingers like cats do when they're playing with something.

...Can't tell if that's cute or not.

But I loved cats regardless. They're just so...tame compared to dogs. Of course I don't think I'll ever actually get one. D: I used to think that I only got watery eyes around cats if I touched my eyes after handling them. Apparently I sneeze a lot too (as shown today). And then I started coughing. D: Mr. Whiskers never did that to me. I wonder if it's just cause these guys were strays.

The three dogs we handled...well the first one was a hound (at least that's what the lady called it) that had short legs, floppy ears and had the saddest looking eyes for a dog his size. He was really tame too. All he did was lounge around in the building for a while. The only thing he did outside was to walk over to the edge of the building and then stand there. For at least a minute or two. Then the girl who was working with us (I think her name was Marianne?) told us he was doing his business. Apparently not all dogs do the leg thing. I suppose with legs that short and a dog his size, he wouldn't be able to stand on just three legs without falling over.

The second dog was this tan one who, also, was really tame. Although he didn't look like he wanted to play too much. He just kind of...walked around outside. Not much to say. He didn't like the soggy tennis ball. He'd only been at the shelter for one day and judging from how tame he was, he probably just got lost. Marianne said she hoped someone would come pick her up some day.

The third dog was bigger than the first two (well, taller than the first one anyway) and was a blackish brown thing with a white underbelly. She was so frickin energetic. Like when we looked at her in the cage, she had her side pressed against it and kept barking at us, like she'd been trying to back her way out since she noticed someone came in. Once we let her out, she started jumping on EVERYONE. A dog her size...well she did actually knock me off balance once when I was leaning on one leg. There was a fence behind me, so it was okay, but damn she's strong. Apparently she had a collar on that named her as Kylie. And she had been spade and the stiches had gotten infected.

.____. Dunno what that means but it didn't sound very good. We didn't get to play with her so much. But when we did she was hard to keep up with. After she got over her jumping on people phase and running around in circles, she just kind of...ran everywhere, dragging me with her.

Did you know, that jumping on people is not good? I mean, I always took it as the dog liking you, but apparently it's not good. I can see it though. I never thought a dog's nail could be so sharp. She kinda scratched my stomach through my shirt and hoodie. D: The mark's still there. Marianne told us that when that happened, we had to knee her off. Seems kind of drastic, but they should learn eventually not to jump on people. 

One of the kitties that we saw in the shelter was orange and white, and apparently, had just given birth to a litter of kittens. And let me tell you, they were frickin adorable. All four of them. It looked like you could literally hold them in the palm of your hand. They had giant eyes and tiny ears. Little tiny hairballs that mewed like there was no tomorrow.

GOD.

Well we couldn't play with those. The mother was a biter. ;___; So yeah. Sadness.

Aside from the awesome animals, the people at the shelter were nice. I think they were a mother daughter combo when I think of it. Didn't get the mother's name but Marianne was cool. At least I think I like her better than the other girl that drove us to the shelter. Marianne was really knowledgable with animals so I totally respect her for that.

Well, I'm not doing our driver justice. She was nice, but I could tell after having the akward half conversations were we having in the car that we probably wouldn't be anything else but aquantances. She was into sports and did cheerleading and wasted class time watching movies and...well she'd sounded like the kind of person who end up annoying us if they were in our class. But as a person...well she wasn't that bad. A sorority girl. She probably liked to party.

Completely different from us.

So yeah.

I'm actually kind of surprised. Today ended up being a lot funner than I expected. I thought I'd completely freeze up when surrounded by all that barking (and faintly in the background, mewing). Although we did end up being kind of...well...useless in the beginning. The first cat (which was a white one) didn't like us at all and we accidentiily let her loose around the dogs.

The mother didn't yell at us, but told us that it's a bad thing since we don't know the history of these animals and if they'd been abused in the past. No doubt that put a big dent in our self esteem. She told us that it'd probably be better if we tried to get familiar with the animals if we walked with Lindsey. Unfortunately, she kinda of...disappeared after she got her dog. D:

Well I'm glad we got to know them. They were nice people and the animals themselves were nice. I probably asked a few too many questions. Apparently the shelter can only keep so many animals. Ones with collars can stay for 12 days. The unlucky ones without collars only got a week. If no one claimed them after their time was up, well....yeah. The girl described it as Euthanized, and even though I didn't know what it meant, I understood by listening to how she was saying it. D:

What's sadder is that cats usually don't get so much luck. Most people don't notice that their cats are missing. One of the people that called them asking about a gray cat didn't notice until two entire months had passed. Two entire months. I don't know how they could do such a thing, but they did. And it was kind of depressing since that meant if the cat had been in the shelter, she'd already left long long ago.

And every frickin time I look at one of these animals (when they're not jumping all over me) I'm reminded of those commercials where Sarah McLaughlan sinces her heart wrenching song and sad looking cats and dogs are pawing the screen. D: Makes me want to take one home. Only I remember then that I don't know the first thing about pets let alone taking care of them.

On a side note, I didn't get to see a husky and there were no pugs. There was this scraggly looking brown little dog that was frickin adorable but he'd already been taken out so we didn't get to play with him.

...

I'm going on a tangent.

Anyway, I should probably wash my hair now and get the smell of dog out of my clothes.

PS. Crisis Core still hasn't arrived yet! D: I'll keep checking but I die a little bit inside when I open my mailbox and see nothing. ;____;

PSS. I'm not kidding. Those baby kittens were damn cute.

PSSS. Playing with animals is surprisingly tiring. I'm exhausted!

I didn't know my comforting and advising sounded snobbish.

*sigh*

Guess I can't say anything right.

What kind of sick mind do I have, that when uncensored, I have to try an make an enemy out of everyone?

*shakes head*

Eck. I'm just going to walk this off. In the cold.

So, it seems I haven't written too much on LJ lately. In fact, the last thing I wrote aside from my schedule was about how royally screwed I was at missing out on getting a room on campus.

Kinda realized how stupid and pathetic I was when I wrote it. I almost feel like I was overreacting. I was more scared by the fact that I'd actually have to live on my own, but then I was clinging to this silly hope that I might actually still get a room on campus. Of course, then I remember seeing Soup one day tearing up and I blew up on her. "What the hell are you crying for?! You still have a room on campus!"

That was extremely heartless of me. When she told me that she didn't want to live on campus without me that completely shut me up. I didn't want to live off campus without her. It's stupid to think that I'm that dependant on others. That I've never really matured as a person because I'm still inseperable from my twin. Even after nineteen years. Huh.

Afterwards, I convinced myself that it'd be okay to live off campus. That I could use the experience and maybe learn to develop as an adult by getting a job and living like everyone else was. As long as I got Soup with me. (She's like an extra limb, you have her leave for more than a day and I start to bleed to death). But then came the entire housing contract dilemma and...well, we all know what happened then.

Honestly, I started to feel like God was out to get me. Got angsty. Got Depressed. And what do you know, I started blaming everything on myself. If I had just done it when Soup did, man, all of this could've been avoided. And thus my self esteem was at an all time low.

You can imagine how hysterically happy I was when I learned that they could just cancel the contract without a hearing (and stated-but-unreasonable high possibility of it being declined). Of course, it was more like I went "Yay!" hugged my sis and then went back to playing video games. But deep inside I felt like a huge burden was lifted off my shoulders. Maybe it was just because Soup said afterwards, "We still have to worry about getting an apartment and jobs though..." Kind of strange, now that I think about it. Maybe it's because I said to myself, "At least we don't have to be seperated."

It's kind of like a corny end to a really bad movie. "AS LONG AS I HAVE YOU BY MY SIDE, I CAN SURVIVE ANYTHING!!!"

Well, regardless of that, we didn't start looking into apartments until just now. Sputnik, having been declined housing (and didn't have that mental breakdown that I had) said that she'd room with us and thus help us pay rent. So rent will be split three ways. We've already e-mailed them about appointments and such and are just waiting for a reply. The next step to this is finding a job, but we'll save that til we're out of school. (Still have to find a summer job though to help pay security deposits and make a resevoir to dip into in case we can't pay rent or something) I don't want to ask my parents for money because they're already paying for our college. ;___;

I suppose it's the fact that I'm actually doing something now instead of waiting torturously to see if Soup's contract was broken or not, which I spent brooding on the worse case senario (which in my mind was the most likely senario and I started running simulations in my head of how it would be to live without Tam for an entire year) and cradling my legs in the corner of my room.

Aside from this, we've been extremely busy with school work. We have an exam in art history on Tuesday and have to start stuyding tomorrow, a painting due the week after, models to be finished in a project where the end is no where in sight, one story to write, an old story to rewrite, and that same old story that I have to completely rewrite without looking while trying to balance play somewhere in all this workload to avoid from blowing out a blood vessel. Oh, and then there's that animal shelter thing we're going to next week and then the huge community service thing we're helping out in the week after that, and then hopefully we can take a gander at the apartments.

*gasp*

Busy busy busy.

But better than doing nothing.

And now our neighbors are starting to be noisy. I'm not going to change this journal into a internet page full of hate and rage so I'll end it here.

再见， 大家！晚安！

(That says, see you later, everyone! Good night! :D)

Since I signed up already and if anyone needs to know, I'll have them listed here.

MWF
Abnormal Psychology- 1:25 -2:15 PM (CRN: 95085)

W Only
Omniology- 10:00 - 12:00 PM (CRN: 97254)

TR
Modern Graphic Design- 11:00 - 12:15 PM (CRN: 96506)
Creative Writing: Fiction- 2:00 - 3:15 PM (CRN: 92739)
Modeling and Texturing for Gaming- 3:30 - 6:15 PM (CRN: 90711)

Originally we planned to take Intro to Sculpture, but we really wanted to take an Honor's course this semester. Omniology. The study of EVERYTHING. The study of Reality. The study of what we perceive and, interestingly enough, what we DON'T perceive. How will that work?

:D Join on the bandwagon and start requesting for courses now!

*Runs off to DAAS lab now*

I completely forgot to sign up for housing.

I'm totally screwed next semester.

What the hell am I going to do?

What if they tell wont let me get a room on campus anymore?

If I can't live on campus I can't even stay in VT.

I can't live off campus. I don't have a car. Forget that, I can't even drive yet.

I'm so royally screwed. I'm so damn royally screwed.

There is no emoticon that can express how I feel right now.

And then it brought me this video. :D Death, Kitty and the Fat Man. Insanely cute. :D



Here's a short animated clip that Dane showed us at the beginning of animation class. I have no idea what Mama Luccetti is but their commercials are funny. :D



And another one!



Fujisawa Loser by Ajikan. Another one of their amusing music videos.

That's one freaky Pikachu. Or Ganonchu as he's named. Someone hacked Pikachu with Ganondorf's movesets and that's Mario with Luigi's movesets (though you really can't tell). There's also a Lucarike (Lucario w/ Ike's moves), Olimario (Mario w/ olimar's?) and Sonic the Fox (Sonic w/, you guessed it, Fox). There's probably more. XD

Apparently the game freezes when you use B moves. (go figure)

And here's Burning Safari. Unfortunately, they won't let me embed it so clickie clickie!

So I've gone through all my classes for a first time. Not much to say about most of them. Although we decided not to take another class and just hope we can get into Chinese Medicine some other day.

I'm excited for my Creative Writing class, it's been a while since I've exercised my writing prowess. :D I kid. But I am looking forward to writing some awesomeness out. Vollmer seems like a nice dood. He made us write a response to his syllabus though. That was kinda weird. What's so say about it? It's supposed to be informing us and we're just supposed to absorb it and nod quietly. Ah well. Unfortunately he's the only one that gave us a good amount of homework. Everyone else kinda just let us out early.

Now that I've been to the first class of Painting, I actually don't think it'll be such a bad thing. I wonder if it's just because I now know what to expect and it doesn't seem so evil anymore. Plus the class is small.

The classroom for Chinese is uber tiny. Like studying in a closet. D:

Survey History is same old same old.

Now Short Film. Wow. It took me a while to realise that what we're going to do in the class is exactly what I want to do in my life. Well, maybe it'll change once I actually jump into it. Basically we'll do a specific job (i.e. modeling, animation, texturing, SFX, etc) in a short film where Dane would be Director of Executive Producer. It'll be like going to a job. Although there wasn't any secret or anything about the course. He just didn't know what to do for a story and wanted us to make something up. Actually that's our first assignment. Make up an idea and pitch it in class.

Of course we also have to take a little survey to tell him what we're comfortable with so he knows what to make us do as his little animation slaves. Yay.

I forsee moments of crazy stress. Hopefully amongst it will be a great accomplishment! Can't please anyone without taking risks I guess. .__.

I'm too damn tired to even think anymore right now. D:

So it's nighty night for now. *yawn*

PS: On a side note, it seems someone was murdered on campus a few hours ago. .____. At least they have a suspect already. Still, that's a little scary...

Play it!

It's a simple game, all if not most are trick questions.

The farthest I've gone without bursting a vein is 65.

I copied Tam and, go figure, my numbers seem to be the exact same as hers.

One thing to note though.

What your first name means:

Latin	Female	Variant of Theophania: Manifestation of God. In the Middle Ages, this name was sometimes given to girls born on Twelfth night.
Greek	Female	Gods incarnate.

*cackles*

I don't know if I put it up yet but here's our classes for next semester.

M W F Classes

• Elementary Chinese II: 10:10 - 11:00 AM
• Intro to Painting: 12:20 - 3:05 PM (M W Only)
• Short Film Animation: 3:20 - 6:05 PM (M W Only)

Damn. We start at ten and get out at six. Just in time for dinner. D: So no lunch with Sputnik or Turt unless you guys are free at 11. That's the only time me and Soup can get food. Unless it's Friday.

T R Classes

• Survey History of Western Art II: 9:30 - 10:45 AM
• Three hours of Nothing
• Creative Writing Fiction: 2:00 - 3:15 PM

Right now we're looking to fill that gap of nothing with either Psychology of Personality, Abnormal Psychology, Arts of China and Japan, or Creative Process. Unfortunately we've already got a no to force add from Abnormal Psychology but they've offered us an 8:00 class instead. D: I mean, I do need a sixth class if we want to keep up with schedule.

Arts of China and Japan is unfortunately full but the prof told us to come to first class anyway to see if there are any open seats left. If there are, then we'll be stalking the same teacher from Surv for the first half of the semester. XD At least she's nice and somewhat interesting.

No response from Creative Process and just asked for a force add for Personality Psych. *sigh* The waiting is killing me.

Yeah, if you're interested in joining us Brit for anything just say the word and we'll hand off the CRN to you.

Now to sulk over having less than a week left of break.

But I'm still gonna do them.

New Years Resolutions. I might actually try to do them this time around (holy crap!) so instead of listing everything I can possibly think of, I'll just put a few and actually try.

• Drive more AND get my driver's license by the end of the year - Yeah, it feels a little more comfortable driving now, but I'm still not looking forward to it. But if I get it done I'll be happier than a flaming gnat.
• Loosen up on the Video Games - I've been thinking about what Sputnik said in Soup's journal the other day and I can't help but agree with her. It really does mess up the brain cells. At first I thought it was helping my creativity but the lack of work I'm doing isn't proving me right.
• Draw more - There's a resoulution that I'm not very positive on completing. Maybe the above mentioned resolution will help with this? *sigh* I wish I brought my tablet back with me.

Yeah. Just three this time. I'm contemplating adding 'Write More' into this list but I've been writing about every other day on S*T (and of course it's been down lately and that's not helping).

Anyways, we just bought my brother's Christmas present the other day. Yeah a month and some off, but I felt bad about him giving us an iPod and more while all we could give him is a 'thank you I love you big brother you're the best and I think I'm going to build a shrine dedicated to your awesomeness'. So we bought him Call of Duty: World at War and listened to him curse at Germans all night.

...Of course it's an Xbox game and since we're taking the Xbox with us back to campus it really doesn't feel like a present. D: That was epik fael on our part.

On another note, about driving, my dad actually complimented me on my driving the other day. He said I turn nice.

... :D

I guess he forgave me for turning into a shopping cart the other day. Maybe he agreed I turned nicely into that shopping cart. :D

Anyway, that's all for today. Yayness.

No way! Gullible isn't in the dictionary?!? I didn't know!

It seems I've gotten my first car accident today.

What's pathetic about it was that I hit the slowest moving vehicle in the history of man kind.

A shopping cart.

Probably the same one I just put away too.

*sighs*

At least I got Rock Band 2 and Tales of Vesperia.

...And now a brand new scratch on my dad's car.

... Yeah that doesn't really do a lot to help with my mood.

Because my brother was like God and brought me an iPod Shuffle for Christmas.

Of course I would've perfered Tales of Vesperia, but I suppose this should be better.

<3 muchly. :D

So. Going home in two days or so.

Yeah, yeah, I'm bothered by the same things tammy is, but what bugs me most right now is how little money we have left on our dining plans.

I mean, how the hell did we run ourselves so dry? Last year we had like twenty or thirty dollars left, didn't even have to look at our accounts to wonder how much we need to get rid off. I have seven dollars, Tam has three. Yeah, I think it's enough to last the rest of the week here if we just buy one more meal (or for me two) and split it for lunch and dinner.

Actually that's what we've been doing since we discovered we were about twenty/thirty dollars under the amount you should have (they have this helpful card at the cashiers that tells you). Thankfully, by eating out (though spending out of school money like this really doesnt' feel right either) and splitting meals between lunch and dinner has tide us over until now without even having to put money back on our cards.

I think we were being a bit too extravagant with our meals. Buying for lunch and dinner, buying a lot of lunch and for dinner...man. Why do they have to make food here so delicious? Aside from all that, at least we aren't starving ourselves.

But it was proven that if you eat less than your normally do, but not to the point where you're turning anorexic, you start to think more about food without even knowing it. And it's true for me too. But it's not like I'm so hungry my cellphone looks like a smoking shish kabob (however it's spelled), but more like man I can't wait for dinner. Dinner's in half and hour. Oh the food at that place looked good, maybe I'll go there for dinner. Lunch sucked, I hope I'll get something better for dinner.

...Of course I sound like a total food junkie. .___.;

...

Anyway, I look forward to going home so I can raid my fridge for all the food I can possibly get my hands on play Tales of Symphonia: Dawn of a New World! :D Oh and hopefully Tam'll get Infinite Undiscovery and I can gawk at the awesome graphics.

Cheers!

I think it's kinda funny how they tell you to call someone if you want to fix a phone.

And the first thing I do is homework. Silly me.

Three more weeks til we go back.

Two more weeks til classes end.

Two more days before paper is due.

Ahh the deadlines. ;___;

We struggle on! *shakes a fist*