Nothing Special!

There isn't much to say today, other that I'm writing this instead of working on my three essays, while the deadline creeps closer and closer and closer. If fact, one is practically nipping on my heels.

Well, 'wrimo was a total bust. I was good up until the second-ish week, where I decided to focus a bit on my schoolwork. What a fucking mistake. Not only did I get nothing done on my novel, I had to do homework! Bleh! I did get farther than I usually do; 23,000 words. It gives me confidence to keep writing and that yes, I can write decently and my dream is not a total waste of time.

In other news, I was a poet for a whole three weeks. I am currently pursuing this, and I shall update on how well this goes.

While procrastinating on my Art History essay on Pop Art, I am, ironically (or coincidentally?) reading "The Philosophy of Andy Warhol," by Andy Warhol. It's pretty interesting and I love it! I also bought "The Andy Warhol Diaries" which chronicles about a decade in Warhol's life. For those of you who do not know who he is, it is called Google. Please use it.

Note: It's this guy:

I love this picture, by the way. The world does fascinate me; what with its sheer stupidity and hatred for anyone who doesn't fit a certain image. Oh wait. Sorry, my misanthropic leanings are showing.

Anyway, today I also went to Walmart. That was a bad idea. Despite dealing with a bunch of annoying people who apparently do not know how to drive a shopping cart, I was also afraid I'd run into a whole bunch of booty-bouncing women, with questionable hygiene, bouncing around randomly through Walmart, with a guy behind them, reading a shopping list. If you do not know what I am talking about, consider yourselves lucky and please for the love of a possibly non-existent god, leave it at that. For those of you who are so morbidly curious, please go to YouTube and search "Mr. Ghetto" and "Walmart."

Prepare to be traumatized.

In other news, I have learned more about the city I live in. I went to this secondhand bookstore in Downtown Los Angeles, and oh my fucking god. It's called "The Last Bookstore" and it's like the Holy Grail of bookstores. If Jesus was real and read books, he'd go to that bookstore. Just... if you don't live in LA, and are ever there, you must go. If I had my way, that place would be a national landmark.

Betty and I went there on Friday after class, and yeah... I spent like fifteen on three books. Just adding to my ever-expanding library, that if it gets any bigger, I will have a fire hazard up in this bitch. Seriously; my poor bookcase cannot handle any more books! Not only is it collapsible, it's also strained to it's limits! If there was a fire, I'd be trapped by a burning wall of fire. Insert fire-y metaphor here. It's bad. I don't even have any more space to put in a new bookshelf, damn it!

Speaking of Betty, she's part of a group that runs Future Retro Gamer, a website run by gamers, that reviews games and well, they review games in very humorous ways. They're hilarious! Check them out here! And here's their Facebook Page. They're great!

I also decided that on random occasions, I will start posting some poetry on here, so you guys could give me a review, and stuff. Assuming that my readers actually exist and aren't just a fiction of my imagination. That, and possibly comments, comics and random pictures I take on other people's cameras, because mine sucks now that it refuses to work.

Maybe I should buy a new one?

I must also buy a new bookshelf and shove it into my already-crowded room. How do I do this? I need a carpenter, quick! Fuck. I suck at anything handyman-ish. It's times like these where I wish I was all rustic America and wrestled bears and killed moose and wolves with my bare hands like Sarah Palin. Then I realize what I just thought/wished, slap myself, and go watch American Horror Story.

P.S. A "q" is not a "g." Sorry to burst your bubble.

P.S.S. I want ice cream.

P.S.S.S. Be my friend, damn it! I'm like the nicest person, like, ever. : )

Ghosts, Tarot Cards and Sarah Palin

Well, I'm alive. Seriously, not a ghost- my blood is pumping as a result of my heart beating, which means I'm existing as a normal, live human being. Or at least a live human being (normal is too strong a word and not applicable.)

It is The End of February as we know it. And it will lead to the start of March and the birthdays of various people that I know, because for some reason, my mother and the rest of the world decided to have their birthdays in March. So I have lots of "Happy Birthdays" to give out, lots of cards to buy and a present for my mother. Lol!

I also started school about three weeks ago. I love my classes! My World Lit class is fucking awesome- I cannot believe I was considering dropping it! Despite the fact that we're reading the Romantic poets and it's forcing a Decathlon revival (which has it's up and down moments), I still love it. I'm also enjoying Bible as Lit and all the sex in that particular Holy text. It's fun. *Grin* Playwriting is coming along- I'm having plot issues! But I'm plowing through and my play isn't totally sucking; I just need to fix some discrepancies. Math is coming along, and surprisingly easy- at least at this point. But I'm confident in my mathematical ability (for once) and I'm sure I will pass the class. The Anthropology of Religion and Witchcraft is coming along, although I'm severely behind- I need to read this weekend.

Tomorrow I start reading this book on the Tarot- my new project. I had decided to learn to use and read them some time ago, and now I ordered, paid for, and received them (a beautiful version of the Rider Waite, for anyone interested) and am really excited to start. I haven't actually done any readings, since I don't completely understand the cards and their meanings, and I don't want to mess with anything I don't really understand (at least spiritually, anyway.) I can't wait until I start, though! : D

So current events... Well President's Day happened, and I celebrated like I always do- I sacrificed a baby cow and danced in the moonlight covered in blood and waving a huge stick around, in honor of George Washington.

Okay, so I really didn't do that, but that would've been abnormally hilarious! Hahahaha! And besides, I can't sacrifice small animals- I'm a vegetarian. Yes, I'm that rarity- a fat vegetarian. Lol! We happen! It's possible!

Speaking of fat, according to Rush Limbaugh, Michelle Obama's weight is a source for criticism. Supposedly this is only the latest in a long string of jokes about out First Lady, in which conservatives attack her and her anti-obesity campaign. I was not aware that conservatives hated children and wanted them to get diabetes and die. Seriously, Rush has no room to criticize unless he's a male model, or anorexic- and it is pretty obvious that he is neither, as far as I know. There's the possibility that the fashion world has lowered it's standards. The article also mentioned Sarah Palin, and at that point the whole thing became a joke to me and I laughed at her expense.

For me, reality stars are among the lowest form of life on this planet, and failed reality stars, such as Palin, are even lower. It's ridiculously hilarious- just like her chances at becoming President. I have no interest in what she has to say (unless it's particularly funny) and I don't really care about her opinion. She needs to go away. Not make reality shows. Seriously.

On other news, Lady Gaga won three Grammys: Best Pop Vocal Album, Best Short Form Music Video and Best Female Pop Vocal Performance. She also released Born This Way, which has been number one on iTunes since it's release- which is pretty good. This is included for no other reason than "because I could."

Okay, now back to me. I'm writing a play- a love story. Yes. Laugh. Laugh all you want! I can write romance... kind of. Thankfully it's a comedy, so I can wing it. Lol! I also have two essays due, and I need to start reading and writing, ASAP. I want to get straight A's this semester- which I know is possible! I also have to carry around a Bible. Bleh. People look at me as if I'm religious- and I'm thinking about dressing goth-ish and wearing pentacles all over me every Tuesday to dilute the effect. I don't like it.

What should I do my World Lit research paper on? I've been thinking about one of the Romantic poets (Coleridge or Blake, possibly Byron, if I can) or maybe on Pope's Rape of the Lock. Yes. I am asking your opinion- I cannot make up my mind.

Thanks for reading! : ) I appreciate it.

Seriously.

Hi! My name is Awesome, and I'm addicted to Staples...

Oh hell. I've really let my blog go. Haha!

Well truthfully, I didn't mean to. I've actually been thinking about what I want to blog on next, but truthfully, I have not had a chance to actually do it. I've just been so busy! I had to work on a 15 page play for my playwriting class and a five page essay on the "Epic of Gilgamesh" as a metaphor for psychological maturation for my Myth and Lit class. I've also had to read an insane amount of literature for my World Lit class. Needless to say, it was all horrible! I've been so stressed!

But right now, I'm taking a break and relaxing before continuing my Gilgamesh essay (which I must also edit and turn in tomorrow, late). I've also have to come up with research on Celtic Mythology for my 10 page research paper that's due a day before my birthday. : (

So break it is. Lol!

I got back my essay on Euripides' The Medea about a week or two ago. I was so pissed!! And it wasn't because of my grade, no I got an A. I was so angry because my teacher dared to question my ethics!! She wrote: "This is a good paper and a good analyzation of character motivation. I hope it is all your work."

She wrote that. I almost started shouting then and there. I'm not even fucking kidding. I would've started screaming uncontrollably and crazily until she apologized profusely. But I controlled myself and have not even mentioned it, since I still think I'll start yelling. That, and she's probably forgotten about it, anyway.

On other news, I saw the first part of "Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows" last weekend. It was epic! I originally had my doubts, seeing as I have not seen anything after Chamber of Secrets for the sole reason that the movies ruined "Prisoner of Azkaban" for me. I really do not remember why, but I remember! Still, regardless, I completely recommend the new movie. They work everything in very nicely, and they skip very little, as far as I know. The last time I read the book was when it came out in '08 I believe, so if they did skip something, I don't remember it.

Anywho, since I'm reviving this previously dead post, I'll let you know. Haha! It is now Nov 25 at 8:54 pm.

I have realized that I have a problem. A very serious problem. . .

. . . I'm addicted to Staples.

I'm not even fucking kidding. Every time I go there I have to buy something, whether it be a new plastic file-keeping contraption, printer paper, binder or Post-Its, I spend money there!! It's becoming a huge problem.

I'm buying random shit I don't need, with money I should not be spending on shit I don't need, and I'm reaching the point where I might start drowning in post its. I could probably take a picture of myself covered in Post-Its, but hmm....

I might actually do it! You know, to justify my Post-It runs to Staples every other day. . . Hmmm. . . I have to admit, it's a titillating idea. . .

On other news, I had Midterm: The Sequel for my World Literature class- and it was horrible! I had to write two in-class essays: one on the difference between male-voiced literature and Japanese, female-voiced literature and another on the similarities between the Bible and the Qur'an. I thought the prompt on the female-voiced literature would've been easier, but no. It was a fucking drag. I couldn't write well at all and the fucking prompt was so damned confusing that I got lost and next thing I knew it, it was twenty minutes to 3 and I only had thirty minutes left.

Even less, when the prof decided to cut the class ten minutes without informing us. She just told us "you've gone over two minutes" when it was only 3. We still had another ten minutes left of class time, which I informed her of (nicely of course!), and she graciously gave us two more minutes to finish writing.

Needless to say, I was not happy. But, despite popular belief, I did not yell, insult or murder. I held my tongue and finish my essay on religious scripture, which is meant to be horrible regardless. Bleh.

Thankfully, I have my two-day Turkey Day break, for which I am forever grateful. I've needed this- I plan to sit, watch movies, facebook/youtube, and just generally veg. In the evening, I'm probably going with family for food, which is usually a nice event- I don't have to yell at my mom's side of the family. Hahahaha!

Hopefully I can do black Friday! I have my eye on a new pair of Doc Martens, some fourteen hole-rs. It would be epic if I can find them on sale (but very unlikely), so I'm better off saving off for Christmas. Haha! Maybe I can get them for my birthday. . .

What is everyone else (hopefully I'm not writing for no reason, lol) doing for Thanksgiving?

Okay, that's my life so far. I'll try not to lag next time! Haha!

Ideally, I Should be Inhaling Some Type of Caffeinated Beverage

Today was a challenging day. Very challenging. I began my day at midnight, working on my research paper for my World Literature class, analyzing the many aspects and themes of Euripides's' The Medea. Needless to say, it was not very fun. Coming up with ideas and new paragraphs at 3 am was downright horrible to say the least. I finally finished around 6 am, with various paragraphs about how Medea was just a wronged woman, and had a right to revenge, etc, etc.

I was all happy, really to press print and go to sleep, when I remembered- the bibliography. The fucking, god damned bibliography. . .

So I had to run various searches, through various search engines, in order to find the way to cite your sources, which had to have been the most tedious thing I have ever, ever, ever done. Ever. So I printed it out, half-asleep and with no caffeine, and irritated as hell. Those of you that know me, this is what we call "Super-Bitch Mode", in which, yes, I will yell and completely verbally eviscerate anyone who says something stupid of sends a funny look my way. (Btw, in the middle of typing this I decided to uproot myself from my seat at the kitchen table and moved to my bed. Can you say, convenient? I love my new laptop!!) So I was finally allowed to knock out around 7 am, and allowed to sleep until 11 am or 12 pm, which was a nice 5 hour nap.

I woke up the warmest I have ever been, and my bed was so comfortable, that I slept for another twenty minutes. And another ten after that. And another five after that. When I finally woke up, I showered, ate breakfast, courtesy of my mom. It consisted of some blended health drink and a cinnamon raisin bagel. After that, I collected my papers, which were strewn about like if a hurricane hit (remember: Super-Bitch Mode) and got a ride to campus.

After I arrived in class I sat down and had a conversation about the tediousness of writing on Medea, with the other people who write on the same subject. Apparently, it was a popular subject. I then spent an hour and a half being taught about Confucius and Daoists, and THEN I get told that the essay, the one I spent 6+ hours on that morning, is due next Monday!!

What the Hell?!

So I'm not really sure, is it a blessing in disguise or just an FML?

Because now, with more time I can edit it and improve it. Hell, I could probably write more and use more sources, not to mention I can move stuff around to make in generally better. 'Cause, seriously, I was so desperate for research, that I quote Sparknotes. Sparknotes!

Well anyways, now I'm supposed to be working on my Myth and Lit essay, for which I need a conclusion and some severe editing...

So wish me luck! Haha! : D

Come on! Let's all OD on Tylenol!

Bleh. I'm starting to get a fucking headache.

Well today I went to sleep at 6:30am and the woke up at 2:44pm, after pulling an all nighter to get 80 percent of my mythology essay done, which I kind of did. I am supposed to compare and contrast three different creation myths from different cultures. I chose "Genesis", "The Creation from The Eddas" and "Creation of Uligarra and Zalgarra", which are Christian, Norse, and Sumerian, respectively.

I got maybe 80 percent done, today. It's probably total crap, but it's better than nothing. Unfortunately, I have another 6 pg essay due tomorrow, which completely and utterly sucks. Which I'm also not going to finish. I will try, don't get me wrong, but 75% chance that I will not finish. But thankfully, my professor kind of forgets about the assignment, which why I have so little time, to begin with, so she might forget about it. Besides, if I don't finish, I can always turn it in later, which ensures that it will be better than whatever crap I slap together today. So I'm not so stressed about the World Literature essay (the 6 pg. one), but I am concerned about the mythology one, which sadly, does seem to be pure, unedited crap.

I woke up, kind of headache-y, which is to be expected after staying up for so long, seated in front of my computer, typing about inane shit I don't really care about. Truthfully, I would rather be working on my research paper on the Tuatha-De-Danann, if I had to be working at all! I want a break. Lol

So now, before I dive back into the fold, I am munching on pizza and potato chips, relaxing my stressed-out mind, and trying, desperately to wake up. I love this pizza, btw. It's like the best breakfast food in existence.

I have half a mind to go find that Tylenol bottle I purchased on Friday and pop a few. The other half just wants to sleep.

So, wish me luck on mu impossible task, and hope that I can actually install my printer correctly, so i can actually edit those essays from hell. Hahaha!