dasheroy_muffins: (bitches get stuff done!)
and the world is FABULOUS
and I'm going to see a COUNSELOR soon
which is TERR-FUCKING-RIFFIC because it means that I am getting HELP
And now I can read MARQUIS DE SADE
which is PRETTY GROSS but interesting

Seriously though. Major breakdowns --> major breakthroughs. And I feel so much better now. But I'm still going to see the counselor/psychologist person at our school's health center, even if I don't feel like I need it right now, because hey! I wanna keep it up.

And now my friends here have all finished SPN season 3, so we can move on to season 4 and then rapidly to season 5... Fuck yes.

dasheroy_muffins: (supernatural- dean ewwww)
 So I registered for my winter quarter classes... I only got half the ones I wanted, and had to settle for second and third choices for the other two, but whatever. At least the replacements look reasonably interesting. I'm taking dance choreography, American Music, a class on fantasy and magical realism in fiction, and Chemistry (which is the one I got preregistered into, and the one I really don't want to take).

My roommate and I are rewatching Supernatural season 3... I'd forgotten that early Supernatural is basically all creepy little kids, all the time. And it's also pre-brunette!Ruby and pre-evil bitch!Sam. So it's kind of nostalgic, in a weird way.

I got a rejection letter from Owl City's people... my disappointment is somewhat balanced by the fact that I'd expected to be turned down. At least they were very friendly about it.
dasheroy_muffins: (sam dean mugshots)
I miss high school way more than seems normal.

I wish I had zoology friends at my school. You know, someone I can talk to about my weird animal trivia who won't be bored to tears by it. I haven't met anyone like that at my school.

I went home on Homecoming weekend rather than sticking around. I was a little disappointed because I thought there might have been a dance I missed; but now that I've gotten back, I'm glad I left. I guess all that happened was a lot of partying, and I don't do that.

I have the school part of college down. It's the making-friends not-being-socially-awkward part that I don't get.

I'm running out of bubble wrap and that is very sad.

I'm immensely excited about Halloween this year. I don't even know why. I just love the season- costumes, pumpkins, corn mazes, even haunted houses (although they terrify me to ridiculous amounts). Sadly, I'm pretty sure it's a bad idea to keep a jack-o-lantern in a dorm room, even without the candle; and I've heard college kids don't tend to dress up for Halloween (which is retarded. Who the fuck doesn't like to dress up for Halloween?).

I think I might try not to visit home too often, because coming back to school afterward was awful.

I really don't like my Theatre group. Luckily the rest of the class seems okay, but...

My Creativity class never fails to make me feel better, even if I walk into class feeling like complete shit and just don't want to be there.

I think watching Supernatural Season 4 until one in the morning last night contributed to my general pissiness this morning. Not because I was up too late, but because that show is so depressing at times that it seeps into the rest of my life. I miss when the boys were less angsty.
dasheroy_muffins: (sam dean mugshots)
 Since I always tend to use this lj for bitchin', I figure I might as well use it for something normal and cheerful this time around.
...Not necessarily interesting,  mind you, but still more cheerful.

rants about supernatural )


ranting about Ocarina of Time, FFX and X-2, and Portal )

Now for the actually important part: real life!

I'm heading off to college in mid-September. It's a little surreal, thinking about how this place is soon going to be my parents' house, not mine. This room won't really be mine, exactly. It'll just be a room I stay in every so often, that happens to have a lot of my stuff in it. It used to terrify me; I feel like it still would, if I could make myself stop and think about it. But I'm good at ignoring things. There was a defense mechanism for that, making yourself forget things you don't want to think about... we learned about it in psych. It's not repression... wish I could remember the word.

But anyway, I'm for sure rooming with my best friend Miranda; in the dorm building we wanted, no less. We  start later than almost all of my other friends. We haven't even had orientation yet. It's going to be so weird, knowing all our friends are already away at school but us.

In the meantime, I'm trying to regain all the drawing skills I seem to have lost since the end of the school year. For about the last month of high school, I was too tired and stressed and busy to draw; and now that I've finally started drawing again, it looks like I've regressed to the skill set I had in ninth grade. It's enormously frustrating. I know if I work at it constantly, I can get it back to where it was; but it's hard to keep going when everything you see on the page looks like crap. My writing's suffered even more, since I haven't actually written anything good since- wow, March. And that was Phoenix Wright fanfiction.

Ah, well. At least I have something to work on this year, besides classes. I'm taking a first-year seminar on creativity, an evolutionary bio and genetics class with lab, and an intro theatre class (not that I'm actually any good at acting, but I'd like to be, and that's what 100-level classes are for, right?). I'm actually starting to get excited... and that's a big deal, for me.


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