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| For I am gone so much, this is all I ever do here now, but update.
So, to get started:
-school books are gonna cost me $600. On top of the portion that my loans will not cover, for some inexcusably treacherous reason.
I'm thinking the $200+ for my zoology books (an elective, but my favourite of all the classes I've been stuck with for this degree) is just not worth the price tag. Ought I drop that course and take another class required for my major? But, those business classes are getting more and more expensive by the fiscal month.
I'll be broke before I have the knowledge to run a business that will prevent me from being broke. The logic of my life is something I'll NEVER understand.
On the Bright Side(or semi-less-gloomy side, at least) I have just two years more and I'll be a degree-toting retail slave for all my years to come.
Purging all thoughts of Hell, I meet a friend online a while back. (not IRL, just, online) She's published her first book already, which is available through Amazon.com. (How awesome?!) And she's working on her 2nd book for that series. (This is unsolicited free advertising, so shush up and deal.) (Visit the "currently reading" link to read the summary)
-Guess who she's gonna have edit it? :D Granted, I know the publishers will have their own paid Editors and such, but this way they'll do less of the work for the same money. ... BUT I shall bask in the glory of knowing I helped destroy it edit it.
So, to break out my trusty, but dusty, red pen and get to work!! YAY! | | |
| private posts, that is... you have such filthy minds....
My site is now litered with half started stories and such. I'm sort of in the mood to write... but then, knowing my verbosity and skills with words (as lacking as ever) are even worse now... I think perhaps you may not want to see them in their present, naked forms. (You'd send me back to kindergarten.)
Oh yeah, it's that bad.
A few updates... My hair? It's reddish... and short.. er, at least. (Even though I cut TEN inches of it off, it was still what they consider "long", so they charged me an arm, both legs, four ribs, and a shoulder socket for it. Although, I must say it was cheaper there than other places I inquired to... who would have required a few organs on top of everything and brain plasma fluids. Without my exaggeration, it would have been well over $100 in some places to chop my locks off, and blood stain it.)
My eyes hurt so badly they're watering up and I can't see all that straight. Good thing I like blurry spirils, huh?
And for the saftey of your own sake, I've removed all of my complaints and vigorously pained entries from public view.... for now.... and this yellow is murder on my eyes.... geez louis.... I need to get outta here. | | |
| So, onward we travel with the other updating stuff.
Full time work and school has been... gruesome. I feel as if I can't quite catch up on my sleep. Sleep has a fickle aptitude for aversion. I am doing fairly well in my studies though, thanks for inquiring. (With certain exceptions in my computer networking class.... For the love of the Lord I haven't followed a single word that man has said all semester. "What do you mean you're not gonna teach us how to hack our way into the government's top secret files? FINE! I'm gonna go surf the net some OTHER way!") (Ok, ok I jest... lolol)
My dearest Muse has left me. I haven't produced a single story worth the effort to write... not since I was last here... not since Sable.... Anyways, I think it's this blasted school.....
Ok, that's an unfair statement. The school itself is gorgeous. Mediterranean style buildings, beautifully landscaped gardens, a waterfall statue they recently installed. (A student designed it, and they built it, and set it up in the middle of the school.) In the spring, there is no where I would rather be (given my current locale.... nothing much to be desired.) Ancient Oak trees dot the property... there is much to inspire one such as I. It's the insides of the buildings I loathe.
Not that I don't love learning.... I just have a particular distaste for monotonous, overly verbose, lengthy lectures, sprinkled far too much with "Uhhh" (I counted in ONE 1 hour,45 min. class, the professor said "uhh" over 300 times.... and I even zoned out for a while. I kept a running tally, and heard more on the way out the door, but I wasn't about to unpack my notebook just for THAT sort of documentation. (I have no clue as to what he was talking about though. All I could hear was "uhh." In fact, I'm not sure he, uhh, was talking about anything... lmao)
I'm fairing well in other places of my life. I suppose. I can complain all night, but I'll spare you that. (It's the least I can do for being gone so long) Other than chest pains and headaches every day again... In July I ought to be able to go to the Doc. (That's when my insurance kicks in. thank God I'm not gonna get sick and die before then. :insert large quantities of sarcasm here: )
Suffice this for now. It's getting long. I have an idea for a story brewing... although I must admit the words are not mine... just the placement.... more to come, Loves... Promise this time.
Much Lust, More Love... Always. | | |
| So we have much to discuss.... Best to get started.
As of late, I've been juggling back and forth between full time work and full time school. (Consider me thoroughly tired.) But I'll leave this side of my updates for another blog. For now, it's on the the important stuff.
I received news that a certain friend of mine was angry at news she heard of me. For some reason I didn't respond back to her... thinking I'll do it tomorrow, or perhaps when she maybe has cooled a little bit, or more likely, when I can put together a reasonablly decent explanation. Well, Tomorrow became the better part of a year... possibly more(?)... I was upset at the reasons as to why she was mad at me.. because I knew those reasons weren't true. I never did anything to cause her harm (intentionally), but apparently, I did anyways. I feel like I'm always doing that.. making a total fool of myself to the point of no return (or very little, if I managed somehow not to completely make a butthead of myself). There is little left to be said about this (currently, since it is a one-sided beg of forgiveness) besides "I'm so sorry" and my urgent, if desprate pleas for her to believe me. ...and for her to believe me that nothing like it would ever ever EVER happen again. (I can grow up... honest, I'm trying)
I am as I always have been, so it seems... an overly stupid girl with little regard for the feelings of others in relation to how I act. Perhaps I neede this time to understand how idiotic I've been... about a lot of things (more than what I can put here... ...more than I care to admit)
So, this (for now) is what I've needed to say for quite some time. It doesn't begin to explain it, I know... but at least it might become a.. prelude, of sorts.
You'll know how to contact me... | | |
| Aloha! I will be back posting more often soon enough.
Just let me figure out something to write about. (Perhaps where and why I've been hiding might be of some vague importance.... possibly.
Have a delicious evening, all.
Much Lust, More Love... Always. | | |
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