Stupid constant low-level headaches that expand into migraines. Ugh.

So that's been the last few weeks for me - school, and headaches. And my back seems to getting worse, too.


Other than that, my Medieval Renaissance club has started recreational fencing on Tuesday afternoons!! It is AWESOME. At the end of our first meeting we had a huge melee, and I got in some good hits on the adult advisor. And then teamed up with him to ambush two other members.

The JPOP club is progressing nicely - watching movies for an hour a week, every week, and in good company, is an excellent way to spend a Wednesday evening. Especially just before I go on shift and work in the cafe until 1 am. Of course, I usually have company on Wednesday nights in the cafe, which is awesome and makes the time go so much faster. otherwise I'm just watching movies. Which is cool, don't get me wrong. Nobody ever comes in, so I can watch whatever I want, basically. It's a pretty sweet gig, actually, and I like it a heckuva lot better than working in the cafeteria. Mostly because the people at my school are pigs and leave their dishes and trash and FOOD lying about on the tables and the floor, and lucky me, I get to clean it up.

I have been someone's maid before. The only difference between that and this is I work longer, get paid less, and don't have to do the laundry or any windows.

But stuff is good. I am MORE than ready for Thanksgiving break, oh yes, but school is good. I'm seriously contemplating commuting from home in the coming years, though. I dunno. And I'm definitely going to study abroad in Aix-en-Provence or Avignon. It is Decided. I just don't know which year I'll do it - junior, or senior.


In an unrelated note. GOOD GOD IT IS COLD OUTSIDE. I went out to get food from the cafeteria for late night, and geez, I should have worn a thicker jacket.

Also, Nicolette straightened my hair today because she felt like it, and apparently everyone I know here at Saint Mary's has been wanting to do that exact thing to my hair since I got here. Apparently, me-with-straight-hair is very pretty! :D


And I'm staying up late tonight to call my little sister about her boyfriend. BECAUSE I AM THE OLDER SISTER, AND DANGIT, I GET TO KNOW WHAT'S GOING ON. Besides, just a week or so ago all I knew was "it's complicated" and now it's a full fledged relationship. Darn straight I'm getting details. it's just going to be another late night, and last night I stayed up until nearly two in the morning trading music with a friend after an "emergency" shift at the cafeteria. Oh well.

AAAAAHHHHH I HAVE ENOUGH MATERIAL TO MEET THE MINIMUM REQUIREMENTS FOR THE YALE SERIES OF YOUNGER POETS.

I think I'm still going to write more, maybe - I have until November. But, um, in the meantime...

... would anybody be willing to read what I've got and tell me what they think (and maybe possibly give title suggestions)? I know it would be a lot of reading, I've got at least 48 pages, and, so, yeah...

I need title ideas for my poetry submission. I can't seem to come up with any! D:

A bunch of love poems (I seem to write a lot of those), some silly ones, and a few about time and masks and general human nature. I have almost 48 PAGES, so I won't make y'all read them. Unless, y'know, you want to. >.>


Yeah. I can't think of a poetry book title.

Oh God, I'm only one page away from meeting the minimum requirements for the Yale Series of Younger Poets. I mean, I'm probably going to go over a bit, but still! ONE PAGE AWAY. ONE MORE POEM.

ONE MORE POEM!



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So, I've been looking over the poetry I've written because I have the crazy idea that I just might submit to the Yale Series of Younger Poets. Yeah. TELL ME I'M CRAZY.

In any case, since you have to have at least 48 pages of poetry, I've been putting together all I've got (about 38 pages worth, so far) and I've come to this realization.

I write a lot of love poems. Or poems somehow involving love. Huh. I mean, I've got other pieces - Verbal Senility, which is just written silliness, and the clocks and Masquerade, but I've got a lot of love-related poems.

Interesting.


Well, off to write my essay - and then more love poems. :P

Whooo rainy day!

I am enjoying today's weather, well, except for the fact that I'm going to have to take a half hour hike through it to reach my afternoon job today. Maybe not looking forward to that particular part. But I have a woolen scarf, a woolen pea coat, and an umbrella, plus boots. I should be fine.

I am also very thankful for our room's heater. My roomie and I love that thing so much, now that it's cold. XD

Not really happy with how my essays are coming - which is to say, they are not coming at all. I've kind of got them started, but there is absolutely no motivation/inspiration rattling around in my brain, and one of them is due Friday. This is distressing. BUT I WILL PREVAIL. DAMMIT.

Other than that, I keep falling asleep! D:

Mmf. Midterms are next week.

And I think I'm getting sick. THANKS MUCH, UNIVERSE.

So, a young man asked me to lunch today. I accepted.

Lunch was pretty great. :D

Also, I turn twenty tomorrow. Today is my last day as a teenager!

So I checked out the Women's Row team today. They're pretty cool! I was invited to join the team, as a coxswain, and I've been thinking about it. Part of me wants to, because it gets me out of the dorm room, but part of me is also terrified of hurting my back again (yeah, it's been two years - so what? Do you know how terrifying it is to be unable to move?I don't want to do that ever again), and so I'm not sure I'll join.

Plus, I start work this Friday, and my hours so far are right in the middle of when the team practices.

Yeah. But it was nice to check out the team and go on the water with them, even though I stayed in the launch and didn't actually do anything.

So I pretty much spend my weekends in my room, doing homework or napping. There isn't much to do on campus, and on the weekends there's pretty much nobody else here, either.

Gonna go finish my seminar paper, stare at my english paper for a while, and then probably nap for an hour before dinner. I am so tempted, sometimes, to take a blanket and nap on the lawn, just to get out of my room, but I don't think that would be the safest thing to do. Not at all.

It is damn hot out here. That might have something to do with all the napping, too; not just boredom. I do go home next weekend, though. Yay! I get to see all of Holy Chaos again for the SMA walk, which will be really nice.



Also, my computer's battery charger gets hellishly hot when I use it. Ouch. Burning my fingers on that sucker.

So I really, really, REALLY wish classes would start. Like, now. Really.

I'm also thinking of switching Sociology for Women's Poetry in Performance. I mean, yeah Sociology fulfills a requirement, but if I get the minor in Performing Arts finalized then so will Women's Poetry. Plus, I really want to do Women's poetry. Have a slightly easier, less essay-oriented class for my first semester since most of my classes are essay-oriented.

Yeah.


Going home today to get my colors. My embroidered black belt, really. It has my name and rank on it and everything. Pretty cool. And about time, too.


Gah. I'M GOING OUT OF MY MIND. I want classes to start to give me something to do!!



My roommate's phone keeps ringing, and she's not here, and I have no idea if she'd want me to answer and take messages or not. AGH.

I have found my monologue!




It's dark, yeah, but it's one of the best I've been able to find that I might be able to pull off. I'm still looking, just in case there's any better, and suggestions would always be appreciated.

Orientation. Went pretty well? I met a couple more people (Brent and Diamond - coolest name ever) and accidentally fell asleep on the guy during one of the orientation sessions... >.> But he said I looked so peaceful and cute, he couldn't wake me, so I guess that's a good thing? And I ran into Ashley again, which was nice, and met her friend Jason. He and I seem to get along REALLY well, which is great for me, because he's smart and funny and easy to talk to and I think I would really like to have him as a friend.

Yeah, still abusing my run-on sentences.

Spent more time outside today, though. Which is good. Didn't play any of the games, but I wandered around campus for a while and explored things. OH! There is a Mama Cat on campus, with FOUR ADORABLE LITTLE KITTENS. I saw them all with Ashley, curled up asleep just next to Galileo Hall. Oh man, I WANT ONE. <3

Weekend of Welcome starts tomorrow, and I can get my I.D. card, too. I might do some of the activities, or just sleep and practice my monologue for audition and work on my movement piece (90 seconds long, in which I go on a 'journey' either 'magical' or 'terrifying' and then return, somehow, to my original activity). One or the other.

I go back home on Friday for my rank eval - I'm finally getting my real black belt, with my name and rank embroidered on it! Whooo! So while I'm home I'll grab my checkbook, a box of books, and the tiny little T.V. to bring back with me. I might also go clean the studio, just because I'm there. Or I might leave it to my brother.

I kind of still wish classes would start sooner. OH! I might also drop my Sociology class to replace it with a Women's Poetry Performance class at the same time. Because SOC is offered every semester, and the Poetry class is just more interesting.

Yeah. College.

Oh heck yes I am.

I am currently squirreled away in my dorm room here at Saint Mary's, being both excited and kind of nauseatingly terrified. I'm going to go outside and sketch in a little bit - or at least try to, anyways. Maybe not. Light is kind of fading fast, and I just kind of want to hide for a little, because I am a terrible homebody and this was kind of a huge thing, moving away from home.

Today was also exhausting. Moving all my stuff? I had no idea I had that much stuff to begin with! But it actually all fits pretty well, and my roommate is pretty cool, and her stuff all fits nicely, too. So far, we've been getting along, but then, we've only really known each other and talked for a few hours today, so what do I know? But she seems pretty cool, and she's from P-Town, too, so yay! Locals commiserating about their hometown!

it's kind of funny, but my room here is bigger than my room back home. Yeah. Also, none of these paragraphs really connect except for the fact that they're about Saint Mary's. I'm still working off nervous energy, I guess. EEEEEEEEEEE

Yeah. Nervous. NOT GONNA LIE, GUYS.

Also (I've been using that word a lot), I have the song 'Shy' stuck in my head. Hmmm, I WONDER WHY.

Yeah. More coherent blog/update later?


Orientation at 8 AM tomorrow. Yay.

Reply to this meme by yelling "Words!" and I will give you five words that remind me of you. Then post them in your LJ and explain what they mean to you.

My words, from the lovely and fantabulous orphan_project are: Wife. Laughter. Blue. Picture. Book.


Wife

I'm her wife! That's right, yes, I am one of the harem of wives that orphan_project has come into custody of. It's pretty much the fault of Drama Workshop and Improv class. I'd been killed by Adam in a previous game, and married Henry in another, thus kind of incurring upon myself the 'curse' that if I'm on stage with one of them, I die. The other curse was by virtue of the fact that I'd married Henry to begin with. See, all his wives die of strange, bizarre causes (or sometimes natural ones) and usually far before their time. So, I'm doomed to die. Until Nat steps up, claims me as a wife (along with several other fabulous women), and says that the Curse of Being Henry's Wife is now negated and null. I get to live! Plus, Nat's just a fabulous person to have as a wife. Really, I'm so lucky. <33333 (WE NEED TO HANG OUT, BB.)

Laughter

I love to laugh. I really, really do, and I laugh pretty easily. I am SUCH an easy laugh. Plus, Improv class? With the group I was with? We couldn't not laugh at just about everything we did. And I was always laughing and squeeing with Nat over Supernatural and the Winchester boys, as well as Castiel and other things. And really, I just enjoy laughing, by myself but mostly with other people. Plus, my name here is little_laugh. Come on people, it's a major hint right there! LOL XD

Blue

Oh man, this requires major exposition. XD And a reference to the laughter bit. "It's green! And getting darker!"

Right, so, a couple friends and I went into SF a couple months ago to see Shakespeare: The Musical. It's a completely improvised show, and it was utterly fabulous and amazing and HILARIOUS. Even the actors were laughing at themselves. In any case, one of the running jokes that came up in the show was that "green" equalled "BAD NEWS." When the sorcerer/old prophet/wizard looked into his cauldron of prophecies/magic, he said, "It's green! And getting darker!" and through quick following exposition explained that this was VERY BAD NEWS (much to our amused delight). Basically, my friends and I adopted the phrase, and when things go wrong we talk about how green it is.

I bet you're wondering what this has to do with the word blue. Never fear! The whole "green equals bad" thing prompted us to find a color that meant "good", and we settled on blue - if you take the yellow away from green, you get blue! Plus, it's kind of an opposite color? In any case, bad things are green and good things are blue.

Picture

Mmmm, taking pictures. Pretty stuff. Fun stuff. And GAWD, I HAVE TOO MANY PHOTO PROJECT IDEAS but not enough skills or film or models or what-have-you. Seriously. I need to take a class or something. I just might! I have some ideas I REALLY want to put into action, and I know a couple people I can ask to be models, and maybe some places to get outfits and stuff (though I have no idea how to provide make up or if any of my ideas will even need make up, either)... But. Yeah. Also, my wife is a model!! She takes amazing pictures, being gorgeous. I had an idea for a project that never really came through that I wanted her to model for, and I still want to complete that idea eventually, I'm just not sure when it will be possible. 3;

Book

I want to write one. Well, several, actually. I have a bunch of ideas, and I'm a fairly talented writer, I think. And I love reading the things; in fact, I just picked up James Rollins' newest book the other day! *quivers with excitment* Oh man, I love his books. They're fabulous with the plot and characters, and always interesting and fascinating and just as awesome as David Weber. And Good Omens (which every single one of you should read. right now) and... yeah. But I want to write a couple books, actually, some of prose and some of poetry. And Nat writes, too (in fact, she wrote a very special story meeee... >:3 ) and I love her stuff. <333

But yeah. I wanna write. I'm even in a writing circle with Eeri and a couple of her friends! I've found some magazines and stuff, too, that I might submit to. Maybe. Hopefully.

:D

eerisedda and waterpuzzle_ came up yesterday and spent the night!

They came up around four-ish, and we chatted at my place for a while before going to Pho Hoa for dinner, and then we went to the Aquatic Park to see Free Shakespeare! It's Comedy Of Errors this year, with a kind of 60's Parisienne-bohemian, vaguely over done slapstick as their gimmick. Really, really good.

I'm pretty much mostly incoherent from glee at having them over, actually. Good entertainment, good company, good food - especially this morning! We convinced Daddy to make crepes, and they were, as usual, amazing. <3 Mmmm, mystery crepes! They were fantastic. And I ended up showing them my sketches and pastel works. >.> They liked them! Which is awesome, because they're both fabulous artists, so YAY US.

But it was amazing. I'm going to go back to grinning happily, now. :3

Ouch. Wisdom teeth - all four of the suckers - removed this morning at 7:40 AM. That's going to push back any work I wanted to do on my Paper Heart entry (which is looking like it might not be done in time for the contest, but I'm going to finish it anyways, even if I don't make it in time).

My jaw hurts. On the bright side, I'm already up and moving around, which bodes well for my recovery.


(massive accounting of family vacation in the works, I'm just being slow about it. Suffice to say, as a short version: IT WAS AWESOME.)

I am leaving for Maine in T-minus ten hours! WHOO FAMILY REUNION.

'Course, the funny ting is that the place we're going to in Maine is just so far north that we actually have to fly into QUEBEC to get to it. Oh yeah. xD

See y'all in two weeks!




:D


(in unrelated news, Daddy was looking at the family genealogy on my mother's side, and apparently we go all the way back to WELSH ROYALTY. That's right, baby, we've got Welsh Kings dangling on our family tree!)