Carbonated Water

Well I got my car fixed. The battery died because I was a genius and left the ceiling light in my car on for a week. :| Fail.

AKSRHGA;SEHTWE there might be a snow day on Wednesday!!! FFFFFFF Wednesdays are my busiest days by far, and if there's a snow day it'll be amazing. Idk, I'm only bringing it up because I've checked the weather and it says that there's going to be a snowstorm from Tuesday night into Wednesday night, and some of my professors mentioned the possibility of Wednesday being canceled, so yeah.

I'm angry because my chamber coach didn't give out permission numbers until after the deadline to register for classes, so I have to fill out a bunch of annoying paperwork to drop my other chamber class (because the main chamber coach randomly decided to put me with Mr. Doesn't-Give-Out-Permission-Numbers-On-Time) and register for this one. I also have to write an annoying letter to the dean or whatever to get the W taken off my transcript. Why.

Well I think my car is dead. It won't start, and instead it makes a clicking noise. My fancy electronic thing on my keys that lets me lock and unlock my car from afar doesn't work. My battery is probably dead, so I'll have to call AAA and have them jump it. Thank God this did not happen while I was in Philadelphia.

The good news is, though, I finally met the Nostalgia Critic. <3 He gave a Q&A panel at a con at my school, while introducing himself as "Reverend Nutjob." Hilarious! But oh God, I didn't realize how many rabid fans he had. I mean, there was a line out the door to get his autograph. Thankfully I was one of the first ones in line, so I got it rather quickly (so I could make it to my lesson in time *eyeroll*), but I was so shy. I may or may not have secretly wished he would go to bed with me. I'm pretty sure he has a girlfriend, though. Oh well. Another love unrequited, haha.

Also, while we were in the Student Union theatre waiting for him to show up, I was playing Pokemon (shut up) and waiting for my friend to get online so he could trade with me, but instead there were a few other people in the room who were online. I had no idea who they were, until I asked where they were sitting... And they were right in front of me, haha! One of them asked me if I wanted a Mime Jr., a pokemon you can't get in Pearl. And I was like, "YES!!!!!!"

My friend and I were discussing what the hell the next generation of Pokemon is going to come up with after they essentially made the god of everything (Arceus)... Since... where the hell do you go after that? So of course, next generation's legendary is going to be MissingNo. When you encounter it, it will mess everything up, your PokeDex will blow up when trying to describe it, you'll go crazy, and the world will explode. If they include it in the anime, then Ash and co. or whoever the fuck is the main team on the show now will encounter the EVIL BEING THAT FUCKS EVERYTHING UP OMG and the world will explode. And there will be no more Pokemon. The end. No seriously the movie will just end.

Or else MissingNo actually triggers the big bang and the universe begins anew, creating what we know today: a horrible, horrible world where real Pokemon do not exist.

Wow I think I need to get some sleep and stop thinking of really stupid things regarding Pokemon. I think I also need to just stop playing. Right now. (It's been like ten years since I last played Pokemon, and all of a sudden I pick it up and yeah. It's a good game series, although I admit I can't play for very long periods of time because I get really tired of encountering Zubat every three seconds. That and I also have to be productive.)

I totally want to play MissingNo at SBG. Although I don't think they'd allow that, since it's not a real Pokemon. XD But I would love to go back to SBG and RPing in general, but I just don't have the time... And shit I don't think I've officially dropped Mayfield yet. I should do that, because clearly I don't have the time to follow it. My semester is so effing busy. I have like twelve essays all due on the same day in like four weeks... or something, I don't remember. But I have a lot of essays this semester, thanks to the two W courses I have to take.

At least I'm meeting the Nostalgia Critic this weekend. :D

I know the chances of it are low, but oh God I need a snow day tomorrow. Please. ;_;

Argh. Fail. Seeing as the only Pokemon games I own are Pearl and Blue, a lot of Pokemon aren't available in Pearl because I have to transfer them from gameboy advance games or something. I LACK THIS ABILITY. *cries*

I guess I could pester random people to see if they have Pokemon sapphire/ruby/emerald or whatever to give me. :| Or I could also trade.

I'm barely like four hours into Pearl and yet I love it so much. *_* I still want to capture all 493 Pokemon. Still. Also my only Pokemon-related icon is my Brock Obama icon. I love that icon to death but I may end up overusing it (like I haven't already *cough*). Hmm...

I WILL catch all 493 Pokemon! Just you wait! I may only own seven right now, but I will get the other 486... eventually.

Well I'm pretty sure my printer is broken. I'd super love to print out my notes for tomorrow's 9:00 class, but clearly I cannot do this. :|

Dear self,

Stop procrastinating. It's 1:15 and you've barely started your history reading. And stop distracting yourself with stupid pictures. Just because you write down that many Native American cultures personified the Earth in their spiritual accounts of history does not mean that you need to draw a picture of a globe with an angry face and Souji Seta next to it shouting, "FFFFFPERSONA." And no, just because your father just e-mailed you an interesting article does not mean you need to stop what you're doing and read it. Do your work and go to bed. You have to make a four and a half hour drive tomorrow, and God help you if you fall asleep behind the wheel.

No love,
Carbon

So I was in bed and I could have sworn I heard someone open my door, so I screamed, because I've heard enough horror stories about girls getting raped and murdered in their dorm rooms. (And yes, I lock my room when I'm asleep.)

But it was really my printer making noise. :| I really hope I didn't wake up my entire hallway with my scream. In my defense, though, I constantly hear idiots running down the hallway and screaming at all hours of the night.

Note to self: turn off printer before going to bed. Other note: buy printer ink at the store tomorrow.

Wednesdays are my longest and most annoying days, so of course I had insomnia last night. OF COURSE.

Well I guess I'll be drinking coffee with every meal today. And I should remember to eat breakfast for once.

My shrink thinks I swear too much. I told her that that's just the way I talk. :|

I guess it's not cool when every other word you say is "fuck" or when you refer to anyone who pisses you off as a "fuckwad" or "dumb bitch" or "fucking douchebag." Although douchebag isn't a swear. It's a device that you put in your vagina to clean it, although it's not healthy because it washes out all the good bacteria.

Anyway, I'm going to write a letter to Anne Rice. It shall say the following:

( Incest gets disturbing after a while )

I should seriously send her that letter. Right after I get on writing that letter to congress about how old people shouldn't be allowed to drive.

Okay anyway I'm feeling better now that it's Thursday night and I only have one class worth worrying about on Fridays. (I have harp lessons, pedagogy, and wind ensemble as well but I don't need my brain for those.) Anyway here's my obligatory review of my classes so far.

( Blah blah blah classes )

So I am back at school and I am very sick. I coughed so much that I threw up and I have a fever. But whatevs, I still went to class and stuff.

Also THE ONE FUCKING DAY OF MY LIFE that I illegally parked (even though it was in a space that was not blocking traffic or anything) was the day that I got a ticket for it. :|

Now, do I complain to the school that they clearly give out way more residential parking passes than there are parking spaces, or do I just pay the $20 and shut up? I suppose I'll just pay the money. I'm not really in the mood to argue with my school. But seriously I am really sick of driving around for at least an hour to find a parking space. This is ridiculous.

And argh Wednesdays are still my busiest days ever. I'm not looking forward to getting up for US history tomorrow. And going to wind ensemble.

I don't feel like going out tonight but I need to see my friend and remind him that he volunteered to be my guinea pig for my pedagogy class. Ahahahaa he's in for a semester of torture as I will attempt to teach him how to play the harp.

ATTENTION EVERYONE: PRINCESS MAKER 2 IS THE GREATEST GAME IN EXISTENCE. IF YOU HAVEN'T PLAYED IT, YOU ARE FAIL.

Also I haven't yet squeed over this week's House episode, and I don't know why, because it was clearly the gayest episode in episode history. That's probably why I haven't squeed, because it's just... I mean, what is there to say about it that hasn't been said? Wilson fucking proposed to House, okay? Granted it was technically a joke, BUT STILL. And Wilson is a fan of the Chorus Line. Please tell me how this man is not gay. (Okay I know that straight men can like musicals, but still, just let me pretend.)

I was gonna update on shit but I really don't have much to say other than I don't wanna go back to school in a week. Also jury duty was lol because I got there and sat around for a couple hours, and then they made an announcement that there were no court cases that day so everyone could go home. Awesome.

Okay have some memes. This thing you fill out in a comment.

YOU.
✩ Name:
✩ Date of birth:
✩ Where do you live:
✩ What makes you happy:
✩ Currently listening/the last thing you listened to:
✩ Do you read my journal?:
✩ If yes, what makes it especially good or bad?:
✩ An interesting fact about you:
✩ Are you in love/do you have a crush at the moment?:
✩ Favourite place to spend time:
✩ Favourite lyric:
✩ A memory you'd like to share (nice, funny, embarrassing, special, whatever!):
✩ How did we meet here?
✩ Have I, since we've known each other, ever corrupted you into any kind of music/person/show/fandom? If so, what was it?

RECOMMEND.
✩ A film:
✩ A book:
✩ A band, a song, or album:
✩ A TV show:

PLUS.
✩ One thing you like about me:
✩ Two things you like about yourself:
✩ Look at my friends-list and tell what you like about one of our mutual friends:
✩ Put this in your journal so that I can tell you what I like about you.


the { first ✚ impression } meme

There is a very famous classical piece that I want to incorporate into my lesson tomorrow, but I cannot for the life of me remember what it's called, or who the composer is. I tried entering the notes (B C# D etc.) in google, and that didn't help. I tried entering the solfege (do re me fa so fa so fi re fi) and that didn't help either. Why can I not remember the name of this piece???

I also was convinced that the piece was used in the video game the Lemmings, so I ended up playing through the first few levels, only to find out that it was a similar piece, but not the one I was looking for.

WHY was I such an idiot and left my giant book of simple song/games at school??? Argh. I need to remember more than like three songs to engage the girl scout troops tomorrow. When I taught the 5th graders on Monday, it was uh... somewhat failtastic. My iPod decided not to work, so I was unable to play the music I had planned out. I was able to teach a couple songs to sing, but not that many. :\ I ended up fumbling in the last half hour and going, "uhhhh..." a lot. In my defense, though, when I was a girl scout, the meetings were not that long.

Looking online for lyrics is all good, but my book had the sheet music too, so it was easy for me to sight-read and learn it immediately. Oh well, this'll just take me longer.

I just watched Night at the Museum II with my mom, and I ended up squeeing at the particularly gay moments between uh... those two miniatures, I think Jed and Octavius were their names? But they were super gay and I ended up giggling at some parts to which my mom was like, "lolwut?" and I did blurt out, "THEY'RE GAY!" at one point. *facepalm* I think I've been spending too much time with one of my friends lately, since she and I squee over dumb stuff like that all the time. XD

I've been playing Animal Crossing, but I gave up and started time traveling, because I've done pretty much everything there is to do in the winter months, and time traveling makes growing flowers and shit a lot easier. I know it's sort of technically cheating, but I don't give a crap right now. It's not like I'll have time to play when I go back to school. :\ Also Nook is buying turnips at ridiculously low prices this week, which makes me very sad, because I'm going to lose a buttload of money. I should call my sister and ask her how much Nook is buying turnips for in her town.

Just... what. My brain is made of total wtf.

I had a dream last night that I saw Guys and Dolls, except it was a crossover between that and Oklahoma. It was pretty lolarious, seeing as those two settings don't mix very well. (Gamblers from New York and retarded farmers and cowboys from the middle of nowhere. And I say retarded because all of the characters in Oklahoma act like they have a combined IQ of like 50.) And apparently I started shipping a guy from one play with a guy from the other play. Because that's what I do - I ship crack. :| brb drawing crossover crack.

Ahahaha I have to leave in an hour to teach a girl scout troop some shit. Guess how prepared I am? Barely. I don't know what the fuck I'm going to do. It's not that I've procrastinated a lot (well I have, but...), it's that these are fifth grade girls and I don't know what the fuck to teach them. They're too old for the standard stuff that I would teach younger people, and they're too young to grasp concepts of harmony. Well, they're barely old enough, seeing as people begin to distinguish harmonies between the ages of 9 and 13. Also if fifth grade is anything like I remember it, then fifth graders are horrible, horrible people who should be put to sleep.

So when I become a teacher, I really hope that they don't stick me in a frickin' middle school.

Okay so I had a dream last night that Frollo was painting my toenails.