Meme!

So I find myself yet again copying a meme. Other than that, I've been working - it's horrifyingly boring. I also miss my Benny-bean...maybe I should call him tonight....
THREE SCHOOLS YOU WENT TO:
1. King Street School
2. Broadview Middle School
3. Danbury High School
THREE FAVOURITE VACATIONS OF ALL TIME:
1. Went to Japan and China in 1997
2. Went to Florida for a music competition in 9th grade, wasn't actually a vacation, but still, it was very very awesome funness
3. Went to Las Vegas and Los Angeles in 1994
THREE THINGS IN YOUR PURSE/WALLET:
1. My credit card
2. My work identification badge
3. Gum
THREE OF YOUR CLOSEST FRIENDS IN SCHOOL:
I'm going to count all schools, not just CMU
1. Marlen
2. Matt
3. Ben
THREE TIMES WHEN YOU WERE REALLY STRESSED:
1. Senior Year because of those terrible art portfolios that I was totally unprepared for
2. The weeks the final products for projects are due for studio
3. The day before I have to travel somewhere
THREE PLACES YOU LOVE TO SHOP:
1. Rave
2. Express/Rampage/Wet Seal (all the same to me)
3. Williams Sonoma/Pottery Barn (housewares...mmmmmmmmmmmm)
THREE PLACES YOU GO TO ON A DAILY BASIS:
1. My apartment
2. Studio
3. Umm....I suppose Entropy for my coffee....
THREE MOST VALUED POSESSIONS:
1. My panda
2. My desktop
3. My wallet and everything in there, and everything with my name on it in studio, especially my mechanical pencils (HINT HINT)
THREE THINGS YOU'RE ADDICTED TO:
1. Food with tomatoes in it
2. All things Computer-like except for the part that really makes one think
3. Feeling like I know something
THREE PLANS FOR NEXT WEEK:
1. Re-read all the fantasy novels in the house
2. Do my homework - aka archival of my final project
3. Come up with the absolutely perfect Xmas present for Benny-bean
THREE FOODS YOU ABSOLUTELY LOVE:
1. Authentic Taiwanese cuisine made by mom
2. Tuna/Egg/Potato salad
3. Japanese/Turkish curry stuff...goulash?
THREE NAMES YOU GO BY:
1. Angela
2. Angie
3. Hsiao-Hsien/Hsien-Hsien
THREE SCREEN NAMES YOU HAVE HAD:
1. Irenia321
2. Irenia123
3. ???
THREE THINGS YOU LIKE ABOUT YOURSELF:
1. My work ethic when I'm into a project
2. My lack of caring
3. My eyes
THREE THINGS YOU HATE ABOUT YOURSELF:
1. My pride
2. My lack of caring
3. My total and utter lack of perception
THREE PARTS OF YOUR HERITAGE:
1. Chinese
2. Taiwanese
3. Possible Dutch or English mixing?! Dalliances in past generations? Naw, no luck there....
THREE THINGS THAT SCARE YOU:
1. Anything with an exo-skeleton
2. Walking home alone in the middle of the night
3. What might be...
THREE OF YOUR EVERYDAY ESSENTIALS:
1. Underwear
2. Clothes of some sort
3. Deoderant
THREE THINGS YOU ARE WEARING RIGHT NOW:
1. Black shirt
2. Red sweats
3. Dark Green Socks, don't I match so well though?
THREE OF YOUR FAVORITE BANDS (or artists (at the moment) ):
1. Muse
2. Elliott Smith
3. Sarah MacLachlan
THREE OF YOUR FAVORITE SONGS AT PRESENT:
1. Muse - Unintended
2. Elliott Smith- Coast to Coast
3. Sarah MachLachlan - Fallen
THREE NEW THINGS YOU WANT TO TRY IN THE NEXT 12 MONTHS:
1. Spend an entire day completely carefree with the boyfriend
2. Wow the profs with a gorgeous, mind-blowing, perception-altering project
3. Brave the woodshop and make something beautiful and art nouveau
THREE THINGS YOU WANT IN A RELATIONSHIP (love is a given):
1. Taller than me, good looking, I have really only two types of guys I lean towards - a) pale with dark eyes and hair, someone who can look refined and also can look like a bad boy with messy hair and a little stubble...mmm.... and b) tanned, blond, and screaming of Californian surfer hunk
2. Very open minded, but not self-destructive in any way
3. Someone I can bring home to the parents
TWO TRUTHS AND A LIE, IN NO PARTICULAR ORDER:
1. I don't like pickiness.
2. I'm secretly a pagan Goddess worshipper and I dance naked in the woods with the Horned God on Beltane.
3. I like tea.
THREE PHYSICAL THINGS ABOUT THE OPPOSITE SEX THAT APPEAL TO YOU:
1. Nose
2. Jaw line
3. Body shape
THREE PHYSICAL THINGS ABOUT THE SAME SEX THAT APPEAL TO YOU:
1. Nice body shape, long and lean is the best and something I'll never be
2. A nice face, not too much makeup, and actual eyebrows
3. Good dress sense
THREE THINGS YOU JUST CAN'T DO:
1. be creative
2. say the right thing
3. pick up or kill a bug with my bare hands (ICK!)
THREE OF YOUR FAVOURITE HOBBIES:
1. Surf the internet
2. Crochet blankets or do some fancy embroidery
3. Read books and wish the stories never ended
THREE CAREERS YOU'RE CONSIDERING:
1. A world famous architect
2. A not so famous but relatively good architect married to someone who can afford to have me build the house of my dreams even when I will be making less than 40K a year
3. A teacher of all things architectural
THREE PLACES YOU WANT TO GO ON VACATION:
1. Western Europe
2. Japan
3. Taiwan
THREE THINGS YOU WANT TO DO BEFORE YOU DIE:
1. Be completely and totally content for at least an hour
2. Do something that will make people remember me fondly for at least 50 years
3. Build my dream house
THREE PEOPLE WHO HAVE TO TAKE THIS QUIZ NOW OR *ELSE*...
1. May
2. Marlen
3. Chappy!

Ditched?!

Rachel's thinking of leaving the apartment...:(

Everyone?!

Williams Sonoma seems to be the hotspot. "Hotspot" as in it's the place where I seem to see everyone I haven't seen in a long time. Today, I saw Meredith, my best friend from KSI. I saw Sofia, my best friend from KSP. I saw Ms. Allen, my art teacher from KSP and DHS and her Ghanan hubby, and yesterday I saw Megan, my neighbor from down the road. O yes, and I saw Colleen, May's piano buddy. Amazing, isn't it? I was quite surprised at all the people I saw. Not to mention all the people I saw over the summer. Absolutely amazing. I wonder, if I kept working there, would I eventually see all the significant people from my past?

Working in the Witching Hour

In the spirit of the holiday season, all of Santa's little elves are working extra hard. Past their bedtimes in fact. Into the witching hour, in fact. I happen to be on of Santa's little elves this year, a cooking elf in fact. Yes, I know, I've been demoted from the position of head elf that I had in the first grade. I'm a much more useful elf now though, as I used to be an ice cream elf, and while ice cream is most tasty, it's not really in demand during the holiday season.
In any case, to help you all understand the wierdness I just spouted, I've been working in the wonderful world of William Sonoma since 6 pm today, and I just got out of work not even 20 minutes ago. My poor tail bone was only slightly annoying to me today - basically it kills me to sit down, but I find that if I shift my weight to one side, I'm fine. It seems to be getting better, thank goodness. I also realized that a day working in Williams Sonoma without horrid Marsha is a wonderful working day. I helped lots and lots of people, sold a nice fellow a Cuisinart 12 cup coffee maker along with an extra thermal carafe. I sold a lady 10 brushes, 6 mugs and a tin of peppermint hot cocoa. All in all things were good, even if we got out of work quite a bit later than we were supposed to. Daddy was most unhappy, but I think he forgives me, as long as I don't make a habit of it. Being that I will only be working for three more days, I don't think there will be too much of a problem.
Saddest part of my day is that I went online after pouring myself a glass of juice only to find out I missed my Benny-bean by two minutes. *Snuffle....:(

Tail Bone Twist

Hullo, folks. I'm now back up in the northlands, also known as Danbury. I started out for the airport at the customary "three-hours in advance" fashion and realized that for long holidays like this one, airport traffic isn't all that bad. In fact, security check, which usually takes an hour, took me five minutes. This left me with a jolly two hours in the Sky Mall, where I perused shops and bought only one thing (Congratulate me, its an amazing feat, it really is). I was randomly trying on the various bras at Victoria's Secrets (I still very much want that long night shirt for $24.50, but I never really work up the courage to buy it...hint hint) and the strangest thing happened. I sneezed and felt a pop and sharp pain, but it was in my tailbone. And now I can't really sit down. I can sort of ease into a half sitting position, so that means I have to lean to one side. Anyway, you can sort of guess what that meant for the plane ride. It was a long plane ride for me...And there was a girl sitting behind me who was most annoying. She was busy complaining about the sad sad state of her rich girl life when the stewardess asked her to properly stow her belongings, as per regulations and as the stewardess walked away, she started shrilly bitching into her cell phone at a high word velocity about how stupid and ugly the stewardess was. I glanced back a few times to see what this monstrous girl looked like and she shot me a "mind your own business, hag" glare, so I decided eyes forward was a good habit to take on. As the plane started taking off, the usual announcement that cell phones and pagers had to be turned off happened, only Miss Monster apparently felt that she was entitled to defy such federal regulations and kept jabbering. The stewardess came back and told her that she had to turn it off and she let out a dusgusted "ugh!" and turned off the phone - note that she didn't say goodbye to her friend... I hate girls like her...
That, compounded with my tailbone being wierd and the fact that one of my ears refused to pop made this just about the worst flight ever. My sole consolation was that I had a wonderful pillow from Ben's parents. Mmm, sleeping with head phones on...

Happy

Not only have I handed things in, I've gotten a B for my studio grade! Thank god... Teacher mentioned in the meeting that I seemed to be very angry all semester long - great observation, I'd say. Anyhoo, I'm going to skip merrily along with my B, and if I get my anticipated grades for my other classes, I'll be making Dean's List. Also, I got the schedule I wanted for next semester - here's the rundown:

MWF 11:30-12:30 Economics

MTWF 12:30-1:30 Elementary Japanese II

MWF 1:30-4:30 Studio
MW 5:30-7 Non-Major Dance
TR 9-10:30 Structures I
TR 10:30-12 Materials and Assembly (carpentry and masonry, here I come)
Sat 3-5:30 Modern Dance

Wow, that's a lot of classes... Still, I think it'll be a lot better for me than this semester's been...

Sweet Sweet Freedom

I just finished my history paper. That means I have no more brainwork to do for the rest of the semester, other than the final exams, which I won't be studying too much for. All I have left is my two final exams, my meeting with the teacher, and a final dinner with the studio. I wish I could get that all out of the way in one go...I was talking to Ben on the phone last night and it feels like yet again, I'm mistaken as to how much free time I have. I always tell him, "O next week I'll have plenty of free time to spend with you," and always, I'm mistaken. I feel bad, I'm not too good of a girlfriend, sadly... I told him that next semester should be better, since Tuesday and Thursday are completely free in the afternoons. I hope I'm right this time. Ah well...in the meantime, I will sit on my bum and do nothing until 2 o' clock, at which time I will magically transform into a statics tutor...

Dancing

So in this latest production, the dance group I'm in looks like the cast of cabaret. I, on my own, look like a gothic prostitute. On one hand, it's kind of scary, on the other, it looks really cool. It makes me wish for just two days that I had bright red streaks in my hair. Anyhoo, it looks barely within legal limits. I saw some classmates last night after the show and greeted them with arms crossed over my barely covered chest...

Hoppy Hoppy

Hell week is basically over, for studio, that is. Now all my other classes are lining up to kick me in the butt. I have 6 pages to write for history for Friday, two drawings to do for Friday, a 5 page essay to write for Japanese in Japanese, Dancer's Symposium on Thursday, Friday and Saturday nights, Christmas shopping, archiving, good god when will it all stop? I thought things were supposed to be smooth sailing after hell week.
Anyhoo, I had my review yesterday - the end product turned out nicely and my review was more didactic and inconclusive, rather than opinionated. The only clear opinion I heard was from Douggy C. who heartily approved of my use of color on my perspectival drawing. Then we had our last drawing class ever last night. We had a guest artist and we looked at some of his work and he went around and suggested we do some things in our drawings. At the very end, we had a photo we were to draw this time actually drawing the colors that we see. I realized that when left to my own devices with reality waiting to be drawn, I'm quite lost. So I fiddled around a bit and groaned and moaned until Douggy said we only had one minute left. I zipped through the barest representation of the columns and the windows and shadows behind it as Douggy counted down seconds and as I was trying to cheat a little and add more, he swooshed my paper out from under my still coloring hands and showed the class what he considered "a most excellent way to draw something quickly." If only there were more for him to show, but having been the drawer of the last drawing he'll ever hold up for our class to see, I feel quite happy.
Today I overslept - I do believe I'm still in the process of recuperating from the week of architorture. Still, I only missed half of history and what I got to hear was quite amusing. Then everybody copied my homework - and by everybody, I include the ones that never ever copy because everybody copied off of them. So yes, everybody. My homework was most popular today. O yes and I had dance rehearsal today and we put on our costumes. Mine is an ultra skanky little piece that includes a red bra, a lacy black teddy/leotard thingy that reveals almost all of my back and is very low cut and the holes for the legs opens so high up that it goes up past my pants and shows my "love handles"...o yes, and my fishnet socks had holes so we cut off the toes and voila, fishnet arm warmers. I looked e'er so hooker-like and I loved it. I'm not sure why, but when dancing on stage, I have the urge to look as...erotic as possible. I guess I'm just a stage slut...look but don't touch, gentleman. I'm still a one-man-only sort of gal, and his name's Benny-Bean (teehee).

Frayed

In the past 2 days, I've slept about 3.5 hours, or rather, I've tried to sleep for 3.5 hours. Mostly I lay there in extreme discomfort. All the muscles in my arms and back are knotted up, for god sakes, the muscles in my thumb were knotted up for an hour. I've had too many cups of coffee to count and I'm crashing. I can't color between the lines, my vision goes blurry for a few minutes every couple of hours, my hands are shaking. And right now, I'm upset beyond belief.
Max cut off the tip of his finger. Not just a little bit of the tip, a lot of it. He was bleeding a lot and then Ben speared the tip on an olfa cutter to examine it. I started feeling really sick and then I really snapped. I just said, "I have to go," and I practically ran all the way back to the apartment. Then I cried, not a lot, but a bit. That's the last straw, I'm not going back to studio tonight, I don't care. I have 1.5 drawings left to do, but I don't care. I'll flip out even worse than I did just now if I go back tonight. I can't go back.