i miss doing crafts. i miss painting. when my sister moved out she took the paints. when i move out i need a place with lots of book space. my book shelves right now are full and i'm overflowing. one of my shelves on the wall broke because i put too much weight on it. if you ever need/want to buy me a gift, magazine subscriptions and books are all i desire.
i wont fight with people i'm scared of losing. "Don’t be reckless with other people’s hearts. Don’t put up with people who are reckless with yours."
i can't afford to buy my dad a sweet gift, so i'm making him cupcakes that look like sushi. i went to 7/11 and bought a bunch of candies shaped like fish, frogs and sharks to put on top. i haven't found the white sprinkles shaped like rice yet, so i might use coconut flakes instead....i hope he gets it. lol it might just look like cupcakes with a bunch of random things tossed on. but whatever. who doesn't love cupcakes?! right? right. i have two more birthdays and my parents anniversary coming up still. just letting everyone know: expect homemade gifts from me for a while. personally i have more fun making gifts than hunting around for gifts anyway.
i figured out my school schedule for this year. should be interesting. i sign up for my courses on friday, hopefully i get into the ones i want, i don't think there will be a problem, but you never know. i also get my wisdom teeth out friday morning, so i'm going to be tired, hungry (which is a good combo for grouchy) and probably loopy on pain meds. my dad's helping me sign up for school, but i'm still semi-worried about it. i'd rather do things like this myself.
courses (i hope) i'm taking: -history of visual communications (art history) -modern to contemporary (art history) -death and concepts of the future (religion) -introduction to psychology (psychology...duh) -later byzantine art and architecture (art history) -field trip to minneapolis (art history) -film theory (film) -renaissance to baroque art and architecture (art history) -roman art and archaeology (classical studies) -the animated film
and if everything goes to plan, to get my double major degree, i will only need to take one science course, the 3rd yr art history field trip (to nyc or chicago) and an art history course focusing on ww2 and/or canadian art. i also found out that i didn't have to pay as much for school as i thought i did! bonus!
the end to my first degree is near! it's exciting to feel that i'm actually accomplishing something. i hope to get an internship or work in a gallery next summer. i would have this summer but i was to late in the game to apply by a week. lame.
i also really want to work at the library near my house, but hey aren't looking right now. i have to do a typing test and such before i can apply there any way. i did a trial yesterday online and i can time between 56-62 words a minute. which is good enough, because the library only asks for 40 wpm. hurra! i'll just have to keep my eyes and ears open.
i bought the book running with scissors the other day. excited to read it. i've seen the film and thought it was alright, but i'm assuming the book will be lovely. it'll be a while before i get to read it though because i'm still working on mr. norrel and jonathan strange (which i'm finally making progress on) and then i have to read sex drugs and coca puffs by chuck klosterman, and THEN i will read running with scissors. i'm always open to book suggestions, so if you have any novels you want to give a shout out to, shout away, i'm listening!
oh and here's a song for your ears:
(my cabal - school of seven bells)
Monday, July 20, 2009
best kind of dance party
and, have you heard...
liking this song and it's lrycis right now:
in for the kill by la roux
We can fight our desires But when we start making fires We get ever so hot Whether we like it or not They say we can love who we trust But what is love without lust? Two hearts with accurate devotions And what are feelings without emotions?
I'm going in for the kill I'm doing it for a thrill Oh I'm hoping you'll understand And not let go of my hand (x2)
I hang my hopes out on the line Will they be ready for you in time If you leave them out too long They'll be withered by the sun Full stops and exclamation marks My words stumble before I start How far can you send emotions? Can this bridge cross the ocean?
I'm going in for the kill I'm doing it for a thrill Oh I'm hoping you'll understand And not let go of my hand (x2)
Let's go to war To make peace Let's be cold To create heat I hope in darkness We can see And you're not blinded by the light from me
I'm going in for the kill I'm doing it for a thrill Oh I'm hoping you'll understand And not let go of my hand
here are a few shots i took from folk fest. it was a lovely time.
^one of the best group cuddles i've ever had
i saw this video on a few blogs but never bothered to watch it until right now. the video is actually really creative, i liked it a lot. the song i didn't really care for.
Thursday, July 16, 2009
i get really pumped about avocados. they may be my favorite. i find it odd that when i know someone is about to try to use me, i get awful at holding a conversation. not saying that's a bad thing. i just find it funny that my brain knows not to bother.
here are some tunes that the blog funeral face told me to listen to:
(i'm pretty much destined to be in the mighty boosh, though i'm not sure how i feel about closely resembling the crack fox...)
the clock in my room is intentionally set 10 minutes fast so i'm never late in the morning. sometimes when my mind isn't fully awake and i go downstairs and see the time, for a split second my mind is convinced i've got back in time. if only time travel were as simple as changing the time on your clock.
last night i had a strange dream. i don't remember much anymore. i just remember being out with some people and having to sit at a table in some diner, and then i realised jullian barrat was at the table across from me. i got really excited because i knew jullian always travels with noel fielding. i start looking around for him when poof, i realise he's sitting across from me at MY table! exciting. he had diamond teeth. i think he wanted to go on a date with me. when i woke up this morning i wanted to wear my mighty boosh shirt all day, sadly i applied for jobs then had to work today, so the attire wouldn't have been appropriate. tomorrow, it is might boosh shirt day.
another dream i had recently: i was in the library at night and i was with my dad. something happened and my dad got lost so i went to look for him. but first i needed to get cinnamon toast crunch that they sold at the library. since libraries don't carry a large variety of food it was very expensive. i ended up stealing it. i just walked out of the library with it. the library was also the airport. on the ground floor it was the airport or something. i ran into this girl i knew but don't really like and she was lost or looking for her dad or something as well. we held hands and walked outside of the library/airport and it was pitch black and cold outside. i don't remember much else, but in the end i think i found my dad. in real life today i bought cinnamon toast crunch, because of this dream.
my grammar/sentence structure blows in my blog posts. i promise i know how to write properly. it's just in blogs i really don't care. i save my proper write speak for school.
