Gates of Horn

I just ate a whole pack of these strawberry gummy candies. Absolutely disgusting. I feel sick.:p Munchies suck, man.

Mom keeps laughing at me because I'm, pathetically, still at the veeeeeeery beginning of 大漠英雄傳. Like, I haven't even gotten to the main characters yet. I'm reading about their ancesters. Yes, yes, you can join the laughter.

Going back to school tomorrow and am all fired up to kick this semester's ass instead of having it kick mine, like last semester. I also hope to work more hours this time around. Then I need to remember housing sign-up deadlines, and maaaybe start on financial aid forms. To prevent myself from forgetting my new zodiac rat necklace, I'm wearing it right now in all its ridiculously long glory.

I have DVD-Rs. If Anime-Kraze's 3rd IY movie would download faster I would be able to burn things on them. GRR, c'mon! I wanna try out new toys! <--not really new but the idiot forgot her disc drive burned DVDs too. I also have a small halogen lamp that I'd saved from certain destruction, back when I was still in school slaving over finals. The poor thing was sitting forlornly on top of a wireless keyboard, among assorted boxes, in the 5th floor's junk pile. I bought it a new light bulb, asked dad to screw in the bottom tightly, and now it's as good as new! Hehehe, scavenging is fun and economical. AND (no, I'm not done listing my riches) I am taking one of the cameras lying around the house, not being used by anyone. The baby needs batteries and film but is otherwise as good as new. It will do wonderfully until I save up enough to get myself a pretty digital camera. Photos photos photos! XD XD Feeling kind of anxious though, like I'm forgetting something important, and it's making me unable to focus on fun stuff like reading and writing. Very annoying. I've packed a little to alleviate the feeling, which might be just pre-class twitchy-ness or something.^^; ...Oh boy. Last day here and I discover that I remembered to pack my laptop mouse after all! *smacks forehead* Maybe I'll go practice some digital coloring. I say that, and I know as soon as I post this entry, I'm gonna be off doing something totally different. I care about this much though. *indicates approximate size of Ebola virus*

I wish I were really really rich. Like, totally and completely loaded. I want to buy people things. I itch to give things to people.

1. I want to buy Majo a brand spankin' new IBM thinkpad with loads of RAM and HD space and software a mile high.
2. I want to buy Marya a whole bookstore, or failing that, a B&N gift certificate for $1,000.
3. I want to buy Mingi an Olympic sized swimming pool.
4. I want to buy Alice rare species of mushrooms. Or a bunch of microbe plushies.
5. I want to buy my mom tickets back to Taiwan.
6. I want to give Di lots of money so she can do what she wants to do, since she seems to be the most clear-sighted out of us all.

I've tried coaxing it nicely with a brush. I've tried using my bare hands. I've resorted to taming it with a blowdryer. I've even threatened to cut it all off. But my stupid center part just refuses to go away! It's hiding in the black stalks of my hair, waiting to viciously spring upon my unsuspecting self the moment I let my guard down. It is a center part AGAINST CHANGE! It is a neo-conservative center part!

I've had too much tea.