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Not much to tell, actually.  I'm just making the effort to update this journal more often.

So, lately, my life has been consumed by my intensive Spanish class.  It's not hard, really, since I've had so many Spanish classes before, but it's just really time-consuming.  By the time I get out of class, get lunch, go work out, get home, and finish my homework, I've usually got about an hour before I collapse of exhaustion.  But, only two weeks and two days and then I'm done with it and I'll have two semesters worth of Spanish finished in less than a month.

Taking the class has reminded me how much I miss learning languages, though.  I'm thinking about maybe doing a minor in Spanish once I get back to my real school.  I think it would be useful, and maybe it would calm my parents down and convince them that maybe I will be able to get a job one day.

In between Spanish homework, I've been re-watching my Supernatural DVDs.  For me, SPN is one of those shows that I sort of forget how much I love it when it's on, and then the season ends and I can't get enough of it.

So that's been my boring week thus far: Spanish and SPN.  Today I've got class, followed by another trip around town with my friend to search for the final bits and pieces of a costume that she's making for a con this weekend.  Tomorrow's the final exam for the first half of the Spanish class, so I expect I'll be up studying for that tonight.

And, on an unrelated note, my birthday is in less than a week!  My family's throwing a birthday/Memorial Day party for everyone with birthdays at the end of May, so Corey and I, who are both turning twenty, are sharing our party with a nine-year-old.  We're going to have a Disney Princess cake, which I think is pretty awesome.  I may be turning twenty, but I'm still an eight-year-old at heart.

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So intensive summer spanish has proved to be more trouble and more stress than I had anticipated.  Not that it's hard (my four semesters worth of high school spanish means I'm pretty good at the basics, which is what we're doing), more like time consuming: four and a half hours of class every morning, and then at least an hour of homework, plus studying for the next days quiz.  It's also been cutting into, well, everything else.  I haven't had nearly as much time to write as I would like, and I really don't like having to get up so early.  Kind of sucks that this is how I'm kicking off my summer, but it'll be over in three weeks.

But other than class, life's been pretty boring.  Like I said in my last post, I moved out of the apartment and I'm back home for a few months.  I finished up my finals last week and now I'm just waiting for my grades to be posted.  I've already found a roommate for next year, so there will be no repeating of last year's roommate fiasco.  I'm living with a girl that I went to high school with, and we're living next door to two guys from our high school as well. 

Well, I'm headed off to class, I suppose.  I've already decided that I'm skipping the group study session at IHOP tonight - Season finale of Supernatural is more important than spanish midterm, dammit!
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So I haven't post anything about a million years.  Life's been crazy busy for a couple of weeks, what with end-of-the-semester projects and papers and studying for finals and dealing with personal drama and... *sigh*.  But it's almost over!  I've got two classes tomorrow, and the the semester has officially ended!  Finals are next week (I've only got two - wonderful thing about being an English major: no "real" final exams!)  And then the week after that I start super-intensive summer Spanish for four weeks.  Woohoo!

But seriously, I'm sort of half-happy/half-sad to see this semester end.  It's been rough, no doubt, what with the roomies-from-hell and tons of family and friendship drama, but (and I know, I sound like such a nerd) I'm actually going to miss most of my classes.  Particularly the writing ones.  I went to my last writing workshop today and it kind of bummed me out to say goodbye to everyone.

Speaking of writing, I've been returning to the world of fanfiction after a particularly long absence, and it's been kind of cathartic, really.  I'd forgotten how much fun writing with other people's characters could be.

That being said, though, I am going to use this summer to put in some serious work on my original fic.  I wrote the first full draft for NaNo back in November, but I've decided to scrap like, 98% of it and start over.  So there will probably be many posts of me complaining how hard writing is.  Feel free to ignore those - it's just me being whiny.

Otherwise, yeah.  I just wanted to pop in, say hi, make sure I hadn't forgotten how the internet works.  Now I'm off to do more studying and, hopefully, start packing (Saturday is moving day!)
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This was for the Ficathon Walks Into A Bar, and it's actually the first fanfiction that I've written and posted anywhere in about three years.  Eek!

Title: At The Bookshop
Prompt: Crowley walks into a bar (well, a bookshop, in my case) and meets Willow (Good Omens/BtVS crossover)
Pairings: Crowley/Willow-ish, but not really.
Rating: PG-13
Wordcount: 2318

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I seem to be stuck in a cycle of apologizing for not posting, promising not to do it again, and then disappearing for a week or two.  Sorry about that; life's been crazy.

But it looks like things have chilled out, for now, anyway.  My roommates and I all got away from each other for spring break and things seem pretty good at the moment.  And I really do plan on posting more often.  And this time I mean it :)

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Feb. 16th, 2010 09:00 am
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Sometimes I get really mad at myself when I look back on the conversations that I've had throughout the day.  I feel like I become a different person around some people, and that I'll just agree with everything they say and allow them to push me around without realizing that they're doing it.  I like to think of myself as a strong, independent woman who's not afraid to voice her opinion, but when I think about conversations that I've had (and today's just one example) I find that I'm only that strong, outspoken person around people that I know will ultimately agree with me, or people I can boss around.  When I've having conversations with people who are very intelligent and who also have strong opinions, I'm much meeker and more likely to end up agreeing with them.
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I'm not dead, really.  I've just been swamped with school and various crises and... yeah.  But I'm back, and hopefully will be posting on a regular basis.  Hopefully.
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I don't get Twilight.

I get the books, and I understand the appeal and the popularity.  What I don't get is why people hate it so much.

I mean, yes, the books are badly written and Stephanie Meyer is no J.K. Rowling, but they're not the worst books I've ever read.  In fact, when I first read the series two years ago, I honestly enjoyed it.  From the perspective of a reader, I think, they're good relaxation books.  They don't have any sort of deep, underlying meaning, and they're not books that are going to one day be analyzed by literary scholars (although one of my friends is currently taking a class on vampires in fiction: they're reading part of Twilight and watching episodes of Buffy.  I'm so jealous), but they're a fluffy little love story about a Mary Sue who falls for a vampire.  Sort of like a really cheesy fanfiction.  And sometimes it's fun to read really cheesy fanfiction.

(From the perspective of a writer, I have to say that I do hate them a little bit: I don't like that such a mediocre book gets so much attention when so many good writers are basically ignored.  It pisses me off, but I don't hate them for it.)

The movies are just So Bad They're Good that it's kind of hard not to just laugh when you watch them.  I really do believe that Robert Pattinson can act, he just chooses not to.  After all, he was awesome in Harry Potter.

So those are my feelings on what seems to be the most controversial subject among my friends right now: the girls love Twilight and Taylor Lautner, the guys seem to think that it's bringing about the end of civilization as we know it. 


Feb. 1st, 2010 06:30 pm
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Just realized that I have a history paper due on Wednesday, and a full load of classes tomorrow.  So, it seems that if I plan to do any sleeping at all over the course of the next two days, it will probably be on one of the couches here in the library.  I'm pretty sure we're not supposed to sleep on them, but I've gotten away with it before since everyone at the library pretty much knows me.  I basically live here.  Next semester, I swear, I am taking fewer classes, and definitely not three lit classes.  Of course, I say that every semester, and I end up with the same, if not more hours each time.


Oh well.  Looks like I'm off to begin writing about the Enlightenment.  Wish me luck.

And since she's my school-spiration and I desperately need to be inspired to work on this thing, here's a picture of Hermione:

Isn't Emma Watson pretty?

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I drove home Thursday night, and am very glad that I did because I woke up to find my parents' yard covered in about three inches of snow.  And in Tennessee, three inches meant that every school and business shut down and the entire town took a day off to play in the snow.  I built a snowman with my parents and then had a snowball fight with my best friend, ex-boyfriend, and the kids down the road, followed by several hours of sledding down a giant hill.  Friday night, my mom and I took some soup to my aunt, and it was like a little family dinner of homemade soup and grilled-cheese sandwiches.

Saturday the snow was still there, so I took the dog out to frolic in it for a little bit.  She attacked the snowman that was built the previous day, and looked adorably puzzled when she lunged at it and it just sort of fell down on her.  That night, my mom and I made hot chocolate and watched Jesus Christ Superstar and Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince.  Odd selection of movies, now that I think about it.

Today, I got up, packed up, ready to head back to school, and my car wouldn't start.  My dad and my uncle puzzled over it for a bit, ultimately deciding that I will need a new car before long (I'm kind of sad - I've had my car since I was sixteen) but, since I couldn't really go buy a new one today, my mom drove me back to school.  It was two hours of blaring the Grease soundtrack and singing at the top of our lungs and then lunch at one of the best Italian places in town.

All in all, it was a great weekend.  Now I'm back in the library, working on homework and listening to The Little Mermaid.  I feel like a little kid.


Jan. 27th, 2010 08:48 am
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Looks like I'm heading home for the weekend.  My aunt's having surgery and my mom's freaking out, so I promised I would go and do the whole supportive-daughter thing, which is fine, because I love my family, and I think that getting out of the apartment for a few days will be good.

The roomies and I had another disagreement yesterday, that ended with me calling my best friend in tears and pretty much deciding once and for all that I'm moving back into the dorms next year.  I think I'm just going to spend the extra money and get a single room, though, to avoid the repeats of incidents like last night where random, drunken, Portuguese guys are beating on our door at four am because my roommate told them to "stop by anytime!"  Drunk people take offers like that very, very seriously.

So yeah, driving home tomorrow after class to avoid the storms and freezing rain that's supposed to hit on Friday and not coming back until Sunday.  I would have left today, but I've got quizzes and a discussion group tomorrow.

Also, this is unrelated but I want to mention it in a whiny sort-of way: It's fucking freezing.  Like, seriously, I have lived in this general area for my entire life, and I do not ever remember it being this cold before.  I know that everyone up north is probably laughing at all of us southerners who are freaking out because it's 30 degrees, but that's really cold to us!  I don't have the right clothes for this sort of weather.

So yeah, I'm off to class then back home to do some laundry and take a nap.  Fun times.

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I've got a long day of homework and unhealthy amounts of coffee ahead of me.  Yay.

I'm going out of town next weekend, so I'm trying to get as much done as I can so that I'm not pulling an all-nighter next Sunday trying to do everything that I need to do for Monday.

On top of mountains of homework, I've got to write write three short stories for deadlines that are approaching far more quickly than I would like them to, and my cell phone has developed some sort of cell-phone disease where people can call/text/email me, but I can't call/text/email anyone from my phone.  Several e-mails to my parents (who pay my phone bill) and they've promised to get it sorted out. 

Oh well.  It's going to be a crazy week, so I probably won't be posting much (or else I'll be procrastinating and posting eve more.  We shall see).
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Tonight, I discovered a few things during my Friday night search for books and coffee:

1) Somewhere, in the course of my life, I have learned to parallel park.  Before tonight, I had never parallel parked before, and pretty much freaked the hell out when I realized that the only available parking spots were off to the side of the store.  It was super-easy.  I called my dad when I got home to tell him about it, and he seemed half-confused as to why I was calling, and half-disbelieving that I had actually done it, lol.

2) I missed last night's episode of Supernatural.  This revelation came to me as "Carry on Wayward Son" started playing in the car.  I think this is the first time I've missed a new episode of that show since it started, and I'm a little surprised by how little I care about missing it.  Did anyone else catch it?  Was it one of their super-epic episodes or just sort of a filler-type thing?  The promos made it look sort of like the Buffy episode "Normal Again" which is actually one of my favorites.

3) I should not be allowed unattended in bookstores.  It's not that I make scenes or cause a commotion, it's just that I spend too much damn money.  I went to the bookstore because I needed a new copy of Good Omens (the dog destroyed my old one) and I came out with Good Omens, Coraline, a Watchmen journal, and a collection of short stories about vampires.  *sigh*  And, I've got so much homework right now, not to mention the three other novels sitting at the side of my bed waiting to be read that there's no way I'm even going to be reading those books anytime soon.  Oh well.  I guess that's what spring breaks are for.

And now I'm going to be an old lady and declare it too cold for me to go out again tonight.  I'm thinking about making some tea and then curling up in bed to read.
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Today I did laundry and pretended I was Penny from Dr. Horrible's Sing-Along Blog.  Later I consolidated two bottles of water and pretended like I was a mad scientist mixing potions together.  It made lunch much more fun, and ended with my friends and I entertaining the cafeteria with a chorus of "Brand New Day." 

All in all, it was a very Dr. Horrible-y day.


Jan. 17th, 2010 06:42 pm
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I haven't died, I swear.  The past week has just been hell. 

Complain-y-ness )

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...to make new people and generally reform my life.

I'm back at school, having made the trek back (driving my little sports car through the snow!  She's a trooper...) after a long conversation with my mother in the wee hours of this morning.

I've spent the last year-and-a-half being pretty bi-polar with my attitudes towards college.  One week I love it, the next I've taken an impromptu roadtrip to Vegas to escape from it all.  My mother suggested that some of these feelings could have to do with the friends that I've made while here.  I think she's right.

I'm originally from one of those little southern towns.  You know the type: you make friends in kindergarten and hang on to them until graduation.  Well, that's what I did.  Needless to say, I got to college and had no idea how to go about meeting new people, which was the one thing that I was really excited about.  So I did what every normal college kid does.

I partied.  And I met those people.  You know them: they never miss a kegger and they're world champions at beer pong.  They're fun, but they're not studious.  And I was always a low-maintenance, straight-A, drama-free sort of chick.  So I was conflicted; I could have friends and go out six nights a week, or I could be a loner and a loser and have no friends but study my ass off.  Freshmen year I chose option A.  This year I've chosen option B.  I've been miserable with both.

So I've decided to drop the old crowd.  Not that some of them aren't sweethearts, but I know where I want my life to go, and I can't have what I want if I'm with them all of the time.  We'll still hang, and there are no hard feelings, but I need some people who get me, both in RL, and maybe in the online world.

So this is me, starting anew.  Anyone want to come along for the ride?

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I canceled plans with real, human people (I sometimes refer to them as friends because I realized, at 8:56, that there was a new episode of Dollhouse on tonight.  During the opening credits I texted one of my friends to tell her that I changed my mind and wasn't going out.  By the second commercial break the "Oh my God, what have I done am I really this lame?" moment hit me.  And it's not like we can just go out tomorrow night: I'm leaving tomorrow morning and driving back to school.  They're leaving later this week.  I won't see these people again until May.

But you know what?

It was totally worth it.

Warning! Incoherent review/squealage and rambling to follow! Spoilers abound! )


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Failed miserably.  Oh well.  My New Year starts tomorrow.  Yes, I think that's a good plan.
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Short, sweet, and to the point, I've vowed that the next ten years will be the greatest of my life!  I have 100 things that I have to do before 2020 arrives and I hit the Big 3-0!  Whoo!

Now, it's already been a long night, but I'm back to the party for now.  Laterz!