I did it!
I registered to vote today. There were these people handing out voter registration cards all around campus and I was just like, "Classes are over today, you're not rushing anywhere, you have no excuse!"
Yup. I hate and despise politics but now that I *can* vote, I just feel like I should. Because if I don't, I have no right to be complaining about the state of affairs, since I didn't care enough to try and make changes. Plus, in the shorter term, I've had quite enough of Bush, and the war, and the irresponsible shortsighted way he treats the environment.
I admit that, in general (and this is not just talking about recent things) politics and the news depress me to the point where I'm wishing for natural disasters to just wipe every last ugly narrow-minded ignorant parasitic human being off the face of this planet. It's why I've always avoided them while growing up. Now that I'm...well, grown more or less, I really can't just sit back and watch the world go to hell. It's futile, but ya know, fight the losing battle and all that.
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Moving on, all of the orgo and cell bio textbooks are sold out! And I really needed to review the stuff for cell bio, OMG.@_@ I'd already ordered cheaper books online, but they'll take a while to get here... *sigh* In the meantime, I guess I hit the libraries...@_@ Not that I dislike libraries, but I'd rather go there for pleasure reading.@_@
*rereads entry* Wow, it wasn't supposed to be that angry. It was more supposed to be "Whoot! I registered to vote I'm a BIG GIRL now!" type thing. Funny how things turn out. My subconscious is obviously an angry goth in disguise.
**EDIT** OMG, I can't believe I forgot to say this. Majo has landed a job interview and it's TODAY and everyone, if you pray, please pray for her success and if you don't, send her your best wishes!^_^ **END EDIT**
Van Gogh's Room at Arles
It (the poster) is MINE! MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!
And it is the most awesome painting EVER. Right now it's sticky tacked to the wall beside my Ophelia poster, and oh, it is beautiful. I love you, Van Gogh, for painting such a masterpiece. My room is brightened.
And I think my phone is working. For now at least. Service is extremely sporadic.
But that doesn't matter, because I have (a poster of) Van Gogh's Room at Arles!!
**edit** And by the way, it cost $11.13. Yeah, I might've gotten it cheaper if I'd waited til the end of the sale, but the little American consumer in me just COULD NOT wait. It had to have it NOW NOW NOW. And you know what, I don't regret it one bit. :P So...pretty...XD
And whoa, Verizon just called.0_o And apparently my dorm phone's fixed. All the MORE reason to rejoice! "Room at Arles," you are GOOD for me! **end edit**
Used to be a loner
I think I've gotten used to this whole friends thing. I used to just spend all my time reading and keeping to myself. Now that I have this whole room to myself it feels...strange. I like the solitude, but it's a bit...jarring. I think it might've been because I just spent two weeks with a friend and it was like a giant sleepover. Now I'm in the post-party blues, or whatever.^^
Though I have to say, the best thing about having a single besides being able to play your music whenever you want, is that you get to walk around naked. No, I'm serious. Now there's no hiding in the closet to take off your clothes for a shower when it's so much easier to just strip in the bedroom and walk to the stupid bathroom. Just make sure the blinds are shut, kids, before you try this in your own dorms.
99.5% done with moving in, now it's just the posters that have to be put up. Been feeling awfully risque in terms of art lately, and am tempted to draw more ladies in lingerie. I've affected Majo too (*evil grin*). So I suppose the general populace should expect more "sexay" (that word amuses me) pics on the sketchblog in the near future. Heh.
Settled?
Welp, here I am in my single, more awake this time and more moved-in. I think everything's unpacked, I just have to put up some posters and pretty calendars.
And get the damned phone fixed. There's something seriously wrong with it. Now I want a cell phone more than ever, but how often will I really use that thing? RAWR of anger and frustration.
I think I'm hungry.0_o It is kind of dinner time, which makes sense. A chicken pot pie sounds pretty good, I have a few in my freezer.
In other news, I have an account at ainself, so sooner or later (later, without a doubt) it's bye-bye angelfire! *glee* Forgive me for being so happy, but that stupid search sidebar thing angelfire started to do drives me up a 100 feet wall. Not to mention they cut down our allotted space from 50 megs to 20 megs ages ago, and that had always been a sore point.
I wish my stupid phone works. I wish the stupid technician would COME already.
*later, after pot pie*
I STILL wish my stupid phone works. But now I just care a little less. :P And WMP is on "Kiseki no Umi" right now, so I'm just all giddy from the coolness of it.
*screeches along* "Kaaaaaze yoooo! Watashi wa osorenaiiiiii~~! Aaaaiiii koso mitsukedashita kiseki yo~~~!!!"
*ahem* Right. Er, those lines are roughly translated to: "Oh wind, I am not afraid. Love is the miracle that I have found!"
Actually, my favorite line from that song is, "Subete nakusu toki, nanika ga mieru," which is literally, "When one has lost everything, something can be seen." That's a rough and sucky translation. I believe the DVD release of Record of Lodoss War did much better justice to the line: "Some things are only visible when all has been lost." Ah, beautiful.
Dur?
1:36 AM in my new single, which is too big and quiet and lonely. Ironic, since I'm usually such a loner, but I think being tired has a lot to do with what kind of person one is at a given time.
Like right now, I'm an incoherent person, munching on veggie chips at an hour anybody would tell you is too late for eating. But whatever man.^^ I'm hungry and these chips are good, dammit. *pounds fist*
Tomorrow there's supposed to be a free brunch upstairs. I plan to sleep til 10, then go pig out on bagels. The college highrise I'm in saw a makeover, and apparently "rooftop lounge" is too logical a name for something sparkly and new, so they're calling it...Heyley Sky Lounge...or something. I'll bet you that's totally wrong.
Why can't I be coolly incoherent like so many other bloggers/LJers when they say they're incoherent?
Lalala...no more veggie chips for me tonight, nope.
