Life Update

Sorry it's been awhile. Life's been hectic lately, so I haven't been feeling up to typing till just about now.
First thing's first, as of exactly one week ago, I turned 20. Yay! Bunny-bean and I and his gramma all have birthdays one after another, so his parents threw us all a little joint birthday party complete with the humongous birthday cake. Very huge. So huge that today, I'm still working on the quarter of the cake Ben's mom gave me.
Reason for being tired, other than the massive amounts of homework I've been getting in all of my classes, is that I have one dance to choreograph because the real choreographer is a lazy bum who won't do anything and expects everything, and then I have two Dancer Symposium dances to learn, and my dance for dance class. I can't wait for Dancer's Symposium. Abby's dance is awesome. I'm definitely buying a DVD.
And this weekend was just about the worst weekend ever concerning plastic. Benny-bean took me to the mall so I could buy toe socks for the dance. All goes well until for some reason, my debit card no longer works. The lady at the counter stares at me and Ben like we're con artist criminals caught in the act and I just stand there feeling like I'm about to cry. I called the bank and got their answering machine, since it was Saturday. I used my debit card's number to check my account and it still exists. We came to the conclusion that that stupid dunce of a woman dragged my card across the counter and the demagnitizer they use on the jeans decided to wipe my card. Stupid woman. So tomorrow I'll be going to the bank to see about getting a replacement. Meanwhile, I fortunately have my Chinese New Year's money on hand so I know that if I'm very careful, I could very well live out the rest of the year without accessing my account. Incidentally, my classmate John had an even worse week. In one day, both his ID card and bank card got wiped so he has no money at all and his bike got stolen. Sucks, don't it?
Oh yes and today, I actually forgot my ID card in my apartment so I had to call campus police to let me back in. When they arrived, they said, "First you need to show us your ID." "Well, ma'am, the reason I can't get into my room is because I don't have my ID." "Good point, well then, find it quick." So I went right over to my desk where it was lying in plain sight, picked it up, showed it, and then the officer left.
O and on Saturday, I learned how to play guitar. Ben's dad bought himself an electric guitar and a little book that taught all the notes and a couple chords in the first position. I showed him wrist placement and how to count time and then he let me play with his new toys. I ended up playing through every song in the entire book which took about an hour. I heard Ben's mom saying to Ben, "I think you lost your girlfriend to a guitar there, Ben." Teehee...

All the Universe in a Shot Glass

Last night, I spent four hours building a model for today. I thought it looked good, but our fearless leader decided that he liked the old one. O well, back to the drawing board. Fortunately, the old one is easier to make. It was fun to build the model at least, since this time, Benny-bean was there to keep me company. We talked about strange abstract things like my idea that the world might just be a mutated electron that belongs to part of an atom, and that atom is part of a drop of water we call the galaxy, and what we believe is the extent of the universe is nothing but a sip of water in a shot glass in a world just like ours, but scaled at some exponential level that we wouldn't know we were looking at a speck of dust if we were sitting right on it. Crazy idea, isn't it? Yes, I am insane.
On another note, I cut friend Wazzy's hair yesterday, though I was quite nervous since I've only ever cut my own hair. It came out really well, though, and when I saw it today it looked pretty good. One of my other classmates even hinted at me that her hair needed some trimming as well. I guess another new title of mine is "class hair stylist?"

Rest

I'm at home right now, resting I suppose. Except I have a ton of homework left to do. And I still have to visit the high school.
I went to New York yesterday and today and as usual, I came home feeling fashionably inadequate - as in, I don't have a fashion forward trendiness about me. And what's more, nothing I saw in NY I liked. It was all the same thing, over and over. Why buy it at Diesel for $70 when I can buy a regular t-shirt for a couple dollars at a second hand store for $2 and tear it up myself? The idea of frankensteining clothing has become increasingly appealing to me (mostly because of Project: Runway and the 2055 collection) and I really really need to learn how to sew. I also really, really need to get into the school of drama's costume design class. Alas, I'll just have to dream for now. I'll look into it when class registration time rolls around. Most likely they'll never let me in, because I'm not a drama major.
Anyhow, I went to NY and came back with only a $13 pair of shoes to show for it. Nothing else looked good or amazing enough for me to buy it. Granted Zara had some really nice business suits, but I'm not an intern. When I am, I'll be buying my stuff there. And Banana Republic. And my shoes shall be 9 West and Aldo. And my purse shall be Gucci and empty.
For now, I'll settle for my $35 Victoria Secret Dress. I love it. Benny-bean shall love me in it. Hopefully, it won't make me look short...

Leaving

In half an hour, I will be on a bus to the airport, where I will get on an airplane to go home. It shall be good. I will see my friends and the teachers.
A little while ago, Ben stopped by to see me for a bit before I left for my 10 day trip, and I completely forgot that the school parking lot needs permits. God, I'm stupid. So my poor Benny-Bean got a ticket - $40. Eesh... I feel really bad so I'm going to pay for it and make it up to him... I'm hating this school's living situation more and more.
I also wish that maybe the break was delayed a little, by a week perhaps. I feel like the relationship's getting a bit bumpy, kind of uncertain, and leaving isn't helping the situation at all...
At least I'll get to go to the dentist...