i am nearly done with my first semester of college.
but more importantly, as of 1:40 this afternoon i am DONE WITH PHILOSOPHY.
XDDDD

i am beyond excited. the final went pretty well. i only missed one on the online portion and the written final went about as well as the last midterm that i somehow pulled an A on. so let's hope for another A. [speaking of....i've been getting a lot of A's. its been really great, especially since i was freaking out in august, thinking that i would fail every class/wasn't cut out for college. it got so bad i couldn't sleep some nights. ugh.] it did piss me off that the teacher didn't even show up for the final, he just sent his TA's. but i got over it because a. i don't like the teacher. and b. the TA's are hot. :D

now i don't have anything to do except study for my last final [anthropology], sell back my textbooks, and pack.
i leave wednesday some time before lunch.

i haven't done much in december because i didn't buy a bus pass.
highlights:
     i went shopping with my maam at horton plaza on saturday. i think horton is even better than south coast plaza because it has tons of affordable stores that i actually like to shop in. plus it has the biggest forever twenty-one of my LIFE.
     friday i went to sea world with emily and abby. i love walruses, narwhals, beluga whales, and sharks. i could live in the shark encounter. i love it there so much. it's toasty and there's water noises and sharkies. i would stop the moving walkway and just lie on my back and watch sharks all day.
     that night, after sea world, abby dropped me and emily off at SOMA where we waited in line with hordes of seventh-grade scene whores for the 3OH3! concert. i had to restrain my compulsion to yell 'FUCKIN' SKANKS.' i did. inside, emily and i snagged some bench seats along the wall by the front of the stage- we had no desire to be smother/stomped/moshed to death in the pit. they ended up being the best seats ever. no one got too close to us because we were close to a pole and when we wanted to, we could stand up and rock out four feet higher than everyone else. the first band....pirate something or other was okay. I really like the two-man band 'chain gang of 1974' that came on next. their cd was free on myspace. sweeeeeeeet. the third band, innerpartysystem, was awesome. they had this crazy lightshow and so much BASS. then 3OH3! came on. THEY WERE SO GREAT. i freaked out. the crowd freaked out. intenssssssssse. the whole crowd was jumping- it was 2000+ people in one room all rocking out. if you haven't been to a standing-room only rock concert, you're missing out. there's this INTENSE energy that the band starts and the crowd feeds on it and then off each other and then the band gets crazier...... its amazing. it was definitely the best concert energy-wise that i've been to. and every band had the INTENSE BASS that vibrates in your fucking soul and changes your heartbeat and just rocks. so overall, a fucking great night.

that's pretty much all i've done since thanksgiving besides the occasional yogurtland or in-and-out visit.
i can't wait to come home.

so i haven't updated in ages.
or two weeks, you pick.

since then i've...

turned eighteen:
the day of my birthday, i slept in and went to class [ew]. then emily, aryanna, and i went to the cheesecake factory for celebratory cheesecake which was really, really nice. then emily and i ran to the trolley [not so nice... i thought i might die. or at least projectile vomit chocolatechocolatechocolate cheesecake]. then we went to the seven-eleven where i nearly couldn't buy a lottery ticket. who knew it was so FREAKING HARD?! we watched the office at nine and then i think i went to bed.... i have an eight o' clock class on fridays. ugh.

i actually felt different waking up on my birthday for once....weird.

the next day i went to all my classes [again, ugh] and took the train home at three. i spent friday night with my family at Lucille's and then dragged my brother around town while i shopped for odds and ends. then- of course- GOLDEN SPOON. where i had a coupon for free fro-yo , HECK YES. then we all sat around and watched the soup.

the next morning was my library's booksale, so i got up early, got some starbucks, and went over. i got to see everybody, including Pam, who i hadn't seen since before i left for college. i stayed from around nine until three-ish. afterward, i took evan out for a late lunch and various shopping. plus i promised him starbucks, so we had to get that.

i spent the night with kaitlyn and kelly and we had the best time driving around laguna and taking pictures of a little army man everywhere we went. i finally got to drive everyone [legally.... :D].

I was supposed to take the three o'clock train back to san diego state, but aryanna offered to take me back with her. i went out to red robin with my mom for lunch and took evan and his friend to game stop with all my extra free time. my dad was working on a photo album for his parents who he's visiting right now, so he dragged out all the awkward baby/liller chiller pictures which were amusing. Emily didn't come back until the next day, so i had the room all to myself for the night.

THEN, i survived one crazy week:
because i have been supreme ruler of the procrastinators, i had a TON of shit to do last week. even with tuesday off, i worked straight through most of the week. i had a paper to write, a midterm to study for, a project to research [and complete], and ANOTHER midterm to study for. i took friday and saturday off as mental health days. friday, emily's friends came to visit and we all hung out. saturday, i spent time with my aunt and cousin at seaport village for my birthday. it was so nice to just get away for two days, but i had to come back and finish nearly an entire term project. which took all of sunday. which SUCKED. and it didn't help that the power went out twice [and still isn't completely back up. last night we didn't have any electricity, so even our fridge didn't work, and today the overhead lights don't work]. i was done by ten o'clock, just in time for 'the pick up artist,' which is FREAKING ENTERTAINING. Mystery [THAT'S HIS NAME!] is so weird i can barely stand it. i passed out a little past eleven.

today i went to my usual classes [art history, anthropology, and philosophy] where i found out i got an A on my art midterm, turned in my project for extra credit, and wanted to shoot myself in philosophy. i felt so accomplished from yesterday, that i lazed around the dorm room before finishing my homework and starting on my next two projects. i have four days to write a paper for art history, two weeks to start and finish my linguistics term project, and about three weeks to write a philosophy paper good enough to keep me passing. fantastic.

really, i'm just counting the days until thanksgiving break [which for me starts wednesday at 8:51, unless my art class gets cancelled- PLEASEPLEASEPLEASE. :D]

somehow i have a B in philosophy, thanks to my C on the first midterm.
i am not questioning the grading system.

also, i retract everything bad i have ever said about philosophy.
besides the fact that is a worthless, pointless class.
that is just a cold hard fact.
:D

more weird dreams.

i was taking a two person dance class and they told us what song we would each be dancing to on a bus circling the san diego zoo. we were going to dance [separately] to super asian music. it was vaguely familiar, i think i'd had the dream before, or some variation of it.


then i was at the san diego zoo. i threw some guy's basketball or some kind of ball that he wanted away from where we were and i ran up a rock staircase that went up to different levels. he chased me. i screamed, but in that obnoxious-screamy-girly way. he caught me in a bear hug at the top.


then i was babysitting for shannen across the street and she took baby evan [not my brother.... there are three evans on the street.... weirdos.] out of his room and put him in an open, floor-level cabinet while he was in some sort of car seat. then i turned on the television and watched tv. i left him in the cabinet. i watched television for a while. then shannen called for me from downstairs. i got evan out of the cabinet [but it was like i'd forgotten, not like i wanted to leave him there]. he was very cute. he did not throw up on me. i played with him and took him downstairs. then i imagined that in a couple of years he would tell his mom about the day i left him in a cabinet.

i've been dreaming about babies more than usual... which should be not at all.


i have a linguistics test in two hours. i hope i do well. i've been doing well in college besides fucking philosophy. i got an A on my first paper. the teacher said it was excellent. i got an A on my anthropology test. i'm getting A's and B's in art history. linguistics is a cakewake, really. its just fucking philosopy [as it will now forever be known]. i don't want to get out of my panjamasssss. D;
breakfast time, i guess.

somehow i just got 150/880 on a 22 question test.
each question was worth ten points.

and i have an f in philosophy.

FUCK THAT.


i am going home for the weekend.
if i wasn't, i don't think this would be a very good weekend.


i wish i wasn't so fucking stubborn. if i had taken world religions, i would be better off.
>:[