Screwing with People: Labeling

Part One:
Labeling

It's not hard to mess with people to some extent. There are many different ways to tweak a stranger's - or even friends' mind. Today we shall be covering 'labeling'.



It's not hard to label something incorrectly on purpose. Today I wrote 'toe' on my thumb. Three people I talked to at the DMV today referred to my thumb as my toe. Yes - I managed to have conversations with a) three strangers, b) about my thumb. Think of the effect of seeing a color written out in the wrong color.



Your brain tells you green and red at the same time. Yes, it's fun to screw with people through this way too. Or start by labeling things correctly. Maybe write hand on your hand, finger on your finger...but pants on your arm. Guarantee someone calls your arm your pants before the day comes to a close.

Well...considering it's early...or late...whatever.
Have a happy Thanksgiving everyone :)



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Re-Deux

So I got distracted and stopped posting. Whoops.
I'm back and I have a new set format for the site. No longer will you be subjected to endless paragraphs of my rants - but now you will be entertained by drawings done by me in Flash to demonstrate my point. These will most likely take the form of my stick figures:

or Bean.



If this is confusing or upsetting...I'm sorry. My rants will not be centric around my life, as well - and mostly will focus on things in general. Don't hate me, m'k?
-lick-

Library

I an a uni student. If you're in the states, you'll probably say: "college student". I am from the states, so me saying this makes no sense. I have been brainwashed by my foreign friends.

Anyway, I go to school with people that are 18+ and technically promising young minds. I have only heard one or two people actually say one word correctly.

LIBRARY.

My roommate says Li-bary. Her cousin who's sitting behind me [but not reading this] says 'li-bary'. I have heard about a cabillion people say LI-BARY.

IT'S FUCKING CALLED A LI-BR-AR-EEEEEEEE.

._.

You have no idea how mentally straining this is.

Well long time no see

I AM NOT DEAD. I am so sorry :'(

College is busier then I thought it would be. I honestly always have something to do. Either hanging out with my boyfriend, working on my movie, working on someone else's movie, working on my radio show, and yeah...

My radio show is doing really well. The prof that is in charge of Ottermedia [radio station that I work at] loves my radio voice. He was talking to my boyfriend [who he doesn't know is my boyfriend] and went off on how I'm naturally gifted to be a DJ and write scripts. I also have that teacher for my video class.

I'm seriously thinking of attempting to get an intern position at a radio station.

I've dedicated Sunday [hopefully all Sundays] to doing nothing. Well...by "nothing", I mean probably not leaving my room, or honestly getting off my computer. It'll be nice. I'll probably end up in the Library ALL DAY with my boyfriend. Most likely I'll be drawing storyboards, writing essays, coming up with shot lists, making a playlist for my radio show, coming up with ideas for my radio show, reading, and overall getting stuff done. Plus posting on sites that I haven't for like a week. Basically - it's my 'get shit done' day. I'm looking forward to it :)

TODAY I am going to the boardwalk! My boyfriend and I are going together, and the boy previously known as 'hubbyboy' is going to be there too. Not awkward at all. Especially since he's sorta been trying to ask me out. Seriously - if he had just over a week ago, he would have had me. But I have my boy and I'm not trading him for anything. Hubbyboy was texting me when I was chilling in the library, and was like trying to get me to hang out with him. I will anyway. Today he's going to see I have a boyfriend. I've been name-dropping him a lot around Hubbyboy, so I really hope I don't hurt him. That might hurt me more.

DRAMA LLAMA

Bee's can get drunk too

Alright. It's 3:31am. no class tomorrow. BUT I'M TIRED. I wanna sleep. But can't. Why?
*glares and looks up*

Alright, time for a story.
One of my new-best-guy-friends just left...alright let like an hour and a half ago. I was taking my time getting ready for bed...when I heard this loud THUNK. I look up to see a bee crashing into the light above my head over-and-over. I live on the third floor. We don't get bugs.

So...I open the window ALL THE WAY and open the blinds ALL the WAY...and this was like 30 minutes ago. The window was barely open before. -_-
I think the bee is drunk, serious. And now it's above my head...awesome. It keeps flying into walls - even if a window is open that way ->
I can't sleep with a bee in the room. I'll get stung and turn out to be [haha be] horribly allergic and die. I hate bees.

._.

So here I sit. Watching time pass. As my late-night-buddy makes friends with my food that's in my garbage can. Nice. If it would hold still within arm's reach - I'd kill the mofo, because honestly - things lose their rights when I'm tired and being annoyed.

I think it just left...but I'm not sure. I'm going to try to sleep until I hear a ZZZZZZZZZTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT then I will wake up and kill it -_-

Well...I'm tired.
Wish me g'luck on my show tomorrow :]

Update: the bee didn't leave. It landed on the wall above my bed. I killed it with my shoe. If you love bees so much this upsets you - tell them to drink less and stop flying into my dorm room at 3am. M'k?

An actual blog entry?!

Like...without ranting about my life?
ZOMG.
-flails-

Anyway, I bring the "Shit to entertain you when you want to procrastinate" entry.
Because that's exactly what I'm doing right now.

Facebook
There are enough quizes, apps, and people to talk to, to keep you busy until the day AFTER the assignment is due.
Work appropriate?: Matters who your friends are.

MyLifeIsAverage
If you like Harry Potter, Ninjas, random stuff, and people having weird yet oddly epic days [contrary to the site's name] - then you'll love it. I do.
Work appropriate?: Yup :)

Surf the Channel
Any tv show. Except the cartoons I want. <_<
Work appropriate?: Matters what you watch ._.

Texts from Last Night
Drunk, dumb, and special texts. 'Nuff said.
Work appropriate?: hahaha mostly no.

Cyanide and Happiness Webcomic
Epic-funny random comics. Oh my god.
Work appropriate?: Mostly no ._.

One Word dot Com
Not really "funny" - just a good time waster. They give you a word and you write non-stop, then they post it on their site. Yup.
Work appropriate?: Sometimes too appropriate.

Youtube
I hope you heard of this site before ._.
Work appropriate?: Matters what you watch =P

I'll keep updating this o.o

:):

So.
Today was a :): day.
In the morning, it hurt to wake up [duh] and there was no fog [boo].
I get to TAT lecture, and my friends don't sit by me :(
We have a quiz on stuff that I didn't know we were supposed to read, but I knew it anyway...kinda.
I had to take back my homework because I hand wrote it...even if he never told us we couldn't. My friend did the same, so we bonded over that xD
In lab, I tried to log into a computer so we could start editing. The egotistical bastard that's in my group logged into a computer AFTER me and insisted on us using his stupid computer. For no reason. Other then the fact he wanted to be in charge. Yeah...'eff you dude.

So I sat. Bored. Because I've edited stuff before. I had to tell him everything to do because apparently he couldn't see the front of the classroom, and would WAIT to do whatever we were supposed to be doing. He'd like...just sit there. And let the information leave.

THEN this freaky guy was hitting on me that's in my group too. He was like "I like a girl that can protect herself ;)" -motions to pocket knife-
o_o

I got my script back, though...
And I will finish this blog entry lattah

For lack of a better word...

@#$%.
Four letters. I can't just choose one, so I'll just put the comicbook swear. @#$%.

SO I'm in REMEDIAL Writing and I got a perfect score on my essay. There is no such thing as a perfect essay. Stupid teacher. Why am I in that class again?
Then in FYS I learned that eight of the credits I'm taking this year mean NOTHING, since the College Board INSISTED that I took two remedial courses. I get math...but not writing. What does this mean? Well - to be a sophomore I need to have 30 units. I'm technically taking 19 units now - only 15 are active, since 4 of those units are a math class I took before school started, but they put it into my schedule anyway with a 'pass' grade pushed on my forehead. Anyway, this leaves me with seven units this semester. SEVEN. With all the classes I'm taking...only seven units count. That's not even enough to be considered a full time student. It takes 30 units to be qualified as a Sophomore. I have to take 23 units next semester to complete this goal...which is a TON. Otherwise I don't qualify for the nice North-Quad suites. And - oh yeah - probably not graduate in four years. FUN FUN. >=|

I don't know.
I'm just kinda pissed right now.
They also scheduled this meeting for TAT freshmen during my TAT Lab. That class is only once a week...so the fact that they seemed to have aimed for it is kinda messed up. They keep throwing furlough days at it too. I'm GOING to that class...and I'm GOING to email them saying that THEY need to reschedule. Dip-shits.

I'm not going to a well run school. The others are all better run. To be quite honest, I'd look into getting a transfer out of this shit-hole, if it wasn't for the video program. They have the best out of all the states schools [which are honestly the only ones I have a shot-in-hell into getting into] so I would be shooting myself in the foot to leave.

Whatever.

Ow.

Yesterday.
I woke up at 7am and got to the TAT building. We piled into cars and drove to the forest in East Campus...
I lifted thing heavier than myself, moved things around constantly, ran everywhere, held things still for an extended period of time while being at an odd angle, and overall pushed myself, marching-band style.

Next day.
Ow.
o_o
I slept for 12 hours and could sleep 12 more.
I really REALLY want to go take a shower.
But that involves moving.
Then standing.
o-o
._.

But I met a dude that's basically a young version of Demetri Martin. Scary.
Anyway.
Yeah.
I'm not moving today.

Highs and Lows

College is a roller coaster.
Or I'm manic depressant.
EITHER WAY...

This morning was my first gig as a DJ - something I received yesterday. Every Friday, now, I'll be hosting [by myself] a two-hour show. Technically, it's my first job...even if I'm not being paid. It goes from noon-2pm, Pacific time, if you're interested.
Click here for the website

I apparently rocked...and yeah.

Too bad all my friends that said they would watch it, really didn't. If you're a friend who's reading this, that didn't watch it...don't feel bad. Some of you were actually busy. Others forgot. Others probably didn't really have any real want to see it, but said yes to make me happy.

Can you tell I'm a bit blue atm?

Anyway, I was on a high after I did my show. I mean...I'm doing capstone movies, my script is gonna be a real movie, and I got hired [without pay o_o] as a DJ. Life is good. Right?

Well...I got back to my dorm and set up a bunch of fandom stuff for my show, in order to spread the buzz. I'll add the links to the sidebar when I'm done posting this. It was fun, I was excited, my MOM said I was a natural. Sigh.

Whatever.

So, being as nervous as hell before hand, I had two Ritz crackers. I didn't wanna hurl on my first show, you know? After it was 2 - and the DC closes until five. So, I ate from the AMAZING CARE PACKAGE my grandma sent. Cheese spread. Crackers. Cookies that only a grandma can make...<3...

Then it was near five...and I texted my friends.
They said they ate at four.
FOUR.
Then they said they could eat at seven.

So I waited.

And waited.

At 6:45 I texted again, just to check up. No reply until 7:14. They weren't hungry...and gonna get drunk. Alright.
They've done this to me two nights in a row.
My roommate isn't here...so I have to eat alone.
Pissed I went to the DC and grabbed a turkey burger, since the "International" food looked like pasta [boring] and the yummy sandwich lady was already gone. And a salad...okay and a few fries. I like fries.

So I sit down at the bar-ish-table-thing, where loners can eat without looking like douche bags. There's a girl sitting across from me - two seats over. She doesn't annoy me...until she starts...I'm not even sure.

I'm going to describe it. If you are eating or value your appitite please stop reading now.

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She would cough then hold a napkin at her mouth for awhile. Then grab another napkin. And another. Then violently rub her mouth. Then wipe everything with more napkins. Then eat. Then repeat.

I got halfway through my burger, and three bites into my salad before I had to leave. I would have just moved, if I didn't feel like barfing after.

So here I am.
Friends are all either drunk, with boyfriends, with people I don't get along with, or they are at home.

I feel social.
But I feel abandoned.

It's weird how life takes me forward, but friends push me backwards.

o_o

Dad said to value my alone time...
I would if I didn't have it constantly.

The Sounds of College

At home, I live on a street with random weird noises at night, simply because there is some commercial lots down my street. We got random high/drunk people...so I thought college would be normal. Right?

HAHAHHAHA.

Well, tonight I have heard dolphin noises, crow "caw" noises, goat noises, cow noises, a lion's rawr, and insane laughter that turned into someone throwing up. Oh, and yesterday I heard SEX IN MY SHOWER. See I share a shower with two other people in another dorm room, other than my roommate. Yeah. My roomie and I were cracking up hysterically.

I've heard so many people throw up it's rediculous.
Bouncing/sex noises are common too. ON BOTH SIDES OF MY ROOM. The guys nextdoor get a lot of action...and the girls that share my bathroom are getting some right now. God.

And I just heard "Gobble gobble."

I LIVE ON THE THIRD FLOOR.

Raccoons now...but that is probably the actual animal. People leave food out and call to them here.

Someone will get rabbies before I graduate...probably before I finish my first semester.

I WILL LAUGH AT THEM.
I am so nice.

I also hear someone...buffing something? No. Welding? No. Grinding with metal? Dremel tooling?

...and I only ever hear it at a strangely late hour.

And my light just made a loud BANG noise. No reason. It just felt like it.

Just saw a friend DJ for the first time...now I'm tempted to.
Yeah.
G'night.

Of duh week!

This week I'm gonna do a website =D
Stumble is where I find most of this shiz ;)

Click me for epic images

Yeah. I haven't posted much about this week...sorry. Not much goin' down tbh.
Woo.

Movie Review: Nine

This is the first movie I'm going to review that I'm not quite flinging my panties at the stage for. It was basically about animated sand-bags that are trying to survive and figure out their destiny in this wasteland, that they call home.

Toy Story meets Half Life.

Don't get me wrong, the plot was amazing. If I were a little kid, I probably would have screamed a few times. It was one of the first PG-13 animated things I've seen that is so cute yet disturbing. It was really, really fast-paced...and only a little over an hour.

Overall, not a bad movie. It just...didn't explain things. It's like LET'S DO THIS and doesn't give the viewer any time to figure out or plot what's going to happen. It just happened. Sometimes without any real reason why. I feel like there is a ton of footage sitting on the editing room floor. I'm honestly looking forward to seeing the director's cut of the film - like I always am. Except in the movie 23. All that director added was sex, sex, SEX.

o_o

Good dark elements, great graphically. The sound was a bit weird though...but I have an idea that it might have been the threatre itself.

Not a bad movie but not my favorite.

•••.5/•••••

Maybe I'm just in a picky mood >.>

OHMYGOD.

Well.
My favorite band.
Is.
The Myriad.
Click here to see why they have earned my respect in the first place.
But why am I repeating this?
I got this odd message in my inbox on facebook:
"Can you help us find a central CAS show at a college on 10/28 or 10/29?

-Tim"
Who the hell is Tim, why is the message entitled Myriad, and why do I feel like I'm confused?

So I respond:
"Hey Tim,
Umm...I know I sound kinda blond, but what's a "CAS"? And why would I know where one is at a college on those dates? :\ Sorry If I'm missing the obvious - I tend to do that :]
~Hayley"

Later I got this back:
"sorry, typo

I meant "central CA"

The Myriad would like to find a place to play on 10/28 in central CA at a college."

O_O
WAIT.
WHAT?

After flailing around which my roomie missed because she went home today [which I'm doing in like 30 minutes xD], and realizing it was probably their agent, I replied:
"OH! Wow. I feel honored for being asked :]
Well, I go to CSUMB (California State University of Monterey Bay) which is on an abandoned military base, in Seaside/Monterey Bay. Less than a mile from the ocean. The normal concert venue here got closed though, but there is so much space around here, I'm sure there could be room to set up a stage. Plus the old buildings just make a cool setting.
Hmm...other colleges...
I really am not that well-versed in other schools in the area, considering I stopped looking after I saw this one :\ San Jose State University might not be a bad one too, but I'm just biased, because my home town is right there :]

Hope that kinda helps :\
Sorry if I just added to the confusion.
Again, I feel honored for being asked!

Cheers,
Hayley"

What? Did I just push my school down the throat of a band on tour?
Um. YES.
>=D
So yeah. Idk why, but that band loves me...and I love them.
So yes.
I am fangirling.
YEAH.
8D
If they come here...omg.

Now I need to get Demetri Martin up in this place >.>

OF THE WEEK!

Welcome to hump day, and I just decided that I should have some sort of 'of the week' to entertain you creepers who enjoy reading about my life :]

My of the week shiz will not necessarily be FROM THE WEEK [like new to the net that week] but something I stumbled [maybe quite literally] across, during the week.

For now, I'll stick to youtube...who I kinda hate atm. It kept me entertained for like 3 ours so far today, so I should just shut up...but they have pissed me off a lot in the past.

At least they don't have a 74 minute cap. DO YOU HEAR ME MEGAVIDEO?
Anyway.
Ze movie.

Writing 95. WTF.

Turned in a rough draft of an essay. POS. If you don't know what that stands for...let's just say it wasn't my best work. I didn't really try, because it's a rough draft. I just like getting my ideas down, you know? Anyway, we GET THEM BACK...and everything is out of 6. Six being the goal in life. The top of the escalator that's going down [meaning it takes a lot of work to get there, and basically no one does].

My score my my essay:
Focus: 6
Development/Structure: 5
Organization: 6
Mechanics: 6

o_o
Can I just like not show up to class anymore, Professor?
I reached the goal by the end of the semester on a bad rough draft of an essay I didn't try on. Like...what happens when I write something good? Will she frame it like my roomie said? Probably.

Like...wtf.

MY BRAIN IN THE MORNING.

,___,
[O.o] - O rly?
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-"--"-
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[¬.¬] - Ya rly.
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-"--"-
,___,
[O.O] - NO WAI!
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-"--"-

=D

[tried to post this yesterday, but the internet was suddenly under maintenance on campus >_>]
Good day!
So.
Went to TAT, and we took a semi-easy quiz...though I brain-farted on one question >.<
Then we talked about...video :o

THEN we got into groups [against our own freewill] and I saw my boss from the capstone, headgripguy. HE'S IN MY CLASS? Weird. Anyway, not a big fan of my group, but w/e. We started coming up with script ideas with another group for the interview movie we're doing next week. YA.
THEN THE LAB :D

We had to pitch the scripts that we had written awhile ago, to the class/teacher. Some peoples' sucked. Like. TWO PEOPLE ARE TALKING IN A DORM ROOM ABOUT BOYS OMG.
o_o
Are you fucking serious?

WAY TO BE ORIGINAL.

Anyway, the point of the 'game' was to convince the CLASS to make your FILM. Only like six out of the THIRTY would be made. Six. That's like...less then a quarter of the class. BINKY AMOUNT. So after awhile, I finally got up there [about halfway through the pitches] and do mine.

I explained how it's a small cast. Two people, really. "Well - really just a man and his hand."
-laughter-
Way to make a jacking-off joke in class, during a pitch, girl.

>.<

I went with it though, acting on my feet I laughed too and was like, "WAY TO HAVE A DIRTY MIND. =D
And my professor was like, "Well I didn't even think that until you said it."
Tehe.

I pitched. I was epic. I think I even curtsied with pants on. I heard everyone whispering about how original my idea was. =D

THEN WE VOTED [after like a million more pitches]

We closed our eyes and raised our hands for the three scripts we wanted to see turned into films. I was SOOOO nervous. I voted for my friend's [which was about a waiting room to hell...yeah we're friends for a reason xD] and a zombie one.

Professor turned the board around, with just the ones that passed upon it.
Drum roll please?
buhhhdrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrruum
And Puppetmaster made it.
[name of script]
OH MY GOD.
I ABOUT DIED OF HAPPINESS.
And someone said, "OMG YAY THE SOCK PUPPET ONE WON!"
<3.
Only in TAT will people be so excited about sock puppets.
I love these people.

After I found out that my TAT buddy and I voted for each other's videos. We both like surreal weirdness.

We then learned about lighting, and it was nice to learn the logistics behind what I was doing all Saturday.

Lunch time.
I open my phone to see I got a text from my friend like 20min previous, saying that she was eating. I poked her again to see if she still was there. She was. Right in front of the DC I get a text - we're done sorry :(
O-o
THEY WALK PAST ME!

o.o

Then I go inside [by myself] and find a veggie burger because everything else looks gross. Plus I needed something healthier. I was sitting by myself eating, when I friend walks past. I see her and talk to her for a little bit. Right when I got in, I noticed this really perky actor from the set I had been working on for the past two weekends. Did I mention he's ridiculously hot? He sees me and gets that stupid grin [meaning omg I want to lick him now grin] and walks ACROSS THE DC to come see me...and even waits in line behind my friend who I'm talking to, to speak to me. First thing he said with that stupid [cute] grin on his face was, "Omg hi HAYLEY!"
:O

#1 thing I've accepted: People have a hard time remembering my name.
#2: Boys don't remember names.

So that was weird. But cool. Last we talked was Saturday [welcome to Tuesday] and that was the first time we ever talked. o-O

So he asks me about my day and I tell him about my video. In hindsight I should have asked him to be the male lead. But I'm stupid. He goes off on how he's got something similar going on, and about the video script he had to shoot recently. It was funny.
He asks if I would be going to the cast/crew party that the director might be throwing. I said YES. And we talked. And talked. And talked.
I got out of class at 11:50. DC at 11:58. Ate alone until 12:02. HE found me at like 12:03. I got back to my dorm at 12:25.

Did I mention he's out of my league?
:(
BUT he seems soooo sweet and kinda into me o_o
YET ANOTHER OLDER BOY <3

But yeah. He was like "HOPEFULLY see you around! BYE HAYLEY!" When I think he actually needed to get somewhere. He was already done, btw, when he first noticed me sitting there. On his way out. THEN he saw me. Halted. O_O
Cue the above xD

*pinches self*

So I got back to my dorm, swooned into my chair, then my roomie asks if I want to go buy food at the grocery store. We go and I buy myself a giant pack of cup-o-noodle and Honey Bunches of Oats [with Almonds] YEAH. FOOD!

THEN I went to math [ew] and took an easy quiz [yay] and the activity we did was easy [yay] and the teacher called me smart :O [yay]. Math over YAY.

I got back to my dorm and pulled the most college-thing-ever. While removing nail polish, I was reading a chapter for my writing class, and talking to people online...with my feet up on my CASE of cup-o-noodle. XD
THEN with one foot still covered in nail polish, my roomie and I went on a laundry adventure. Neither of us have done it here.

So we threw our stuff in and washed it.
Time to dry? Well - I was out of change. Our change machine was broken. We went to the BUILDING over that way ^ and asked if they had a change machine. Then we found her friend and asked for change. He told us to put it in the soda machine and ask for change back.

...
Why didn't I think of that?
Eventually stuff was dry, homework was done, emails sent to both my TAT teacher about capstones and my RA about the stuff I didn't get from coming a week early. Yeah!
Got emails back from both. My RA actually HAND DELIVERED me a water bottle and t-shirt. I feel loved <3 Capstone teacher email was given to me by my other TAT teacher. So that's being squared away.

God I'm awesome.

What an AWESOME day.
<3.

I'm oooookayy

Deep breath
Shower
Cheered up by friends.
Replied to his email all relaxed and chill like. I even said, "My offer to hang is still open :) if you find yourself on campus and bored - shoot me a text or call. I'm quite entertaining =]"

Oh yes - I flirted after being shut down.
I'm that awesome.

...um....that's all that's new.
I'm not longer emo.
I think I'm mildly bi-polar =O

Well that was a day killer

Hubbyboy emailed me back. Very him. Played off the inside jokes I hinted at in my email. Lots of voice in his words. :) BUT. BUT BUT BUT. The last line killed me.
I'm glad I got your number though, because now I can call you to help out when I shoot something. My number is ########### if you ever need help with any shoots your doing.

Shoots? Film? Not...hanging out? Like - I said [right before my number] "If you want to hang or whaterrr here's mai digits"

And his reply was like -suddenly professional-

NO.
NONONONONONO.
NO.
>=O

So...this guy that I basically fell for quite quickly and very very hard - and I thought he did the same over me...basically just said "yay professional friends".
:(
I'm not gonna lie. It hurts. Made me question my appearance, my personality, my everything.

I'm relatively good at reading guys...now I feel like I don't know anything. I am so confused. I am hurt. And I am kinda grumpy and sad now. I have the epic desire to just say "Fuck you week" and go home somehow. I know I should just grow up - or be happy that he wants to stay in contact, I guess. My friend was like "email him back all chill too. Pretend like he didn't just blow off your metaphorical balls and be like 'yo cool dude 8D' ish-ness.

But...I don't know.

I hate how I seem to set myself up for shit like this. I keep forgetting that my family has no luck at all. Amazingly hot guy that you get along with perfectly and you have instant Chemistry and spark? No - he's not into you at all. Wants to be professional friends. Meaning he wouldn't want to see me outside of the fucking video world.

Yes, there are "other guys". But like...WHAT THE FUCK. My brain is annoyed by the mixed messages. Grab my hand to see if I was gonna bleed to death from the tiny cut I got from my knife - but not want to just chill?

Boys are stupid.
I made it clear I was into him in the email.
And he was like VIDEO SHOOT HELP.

o_o

Literally every time something good can happen in the personal realm for me, it normally shatters. First boyfriend - that was a rip in the space-time-continuum. But I was never that happy. Why? No one seemed to approve of the relationship. I felt like I was being glared at and even judged by everyone. He'd come up to me from behind, and my friends would walk away. True, he was a bit of an a-hole...but I just wanted to enjoy it. But I couldn't.
Second boyfriend.
If you can call him that.
One moment he's like "I missed you <3" whenever we talked. The next he's like trying to pick fights and shit. And that ended. Never really was a relationship because he kept canceling our FIRST DATE.

God.

And in that tiny paragraph was my ENTIRE love life. That's it. Sure there were some guys that were into me that I ran away from. But like...those are the two major ones. I just...I see happy people everywhere in relationships. And I just wonder...how do they do that? People go on for YEARS, and I can't even find someone to love me for over two months. Or someone to love me at all.

I don't get it. I really don't. Do I just repel the people I'm interested in somehow? Do I attract all the scum of the Universe into my pants somehow - leaving me running and screaming into the horizon as they stalk me??? I guess I should lower my standards...? Maybe not find the perfect guy, but anyone who's not repulsive and I can stand being around somewhat?

The only people who want me are assholes, creepers, stalkers, and younger than me. Now that I found a cute, sweet, OLDER, non-creeper...he's like LOLNVM.

I'm so confused.

I tried to turn it the other way around - maybe MY email was too shifty for him to read...but I forwarded both halves to my friend...who read it with her roomie. The consensus was stated way, way above.
Professional friendship.

o_o

I'm not crazy

ALRIGHT...so if you know me, you know one of my FAVORITE MOVIES OF ALL TIME...is Donnie Darko. That mindfuck movie that just makes you go LOLWHATOMG.
But...I'm a little worried atm, to be honest. Not good when your life emulates a movie, right? I know like anything, if you look for it - like a symbol or number, it'll be there. It was always there, but you have to pay attention to find it. Not looking for it? Then you won't see it. It's as simple as that. Sort of like when my friends and I had a thing about 44. I haven't even really thought about that until now...and I really haven't seen much of that number at all.

Anyway, so the issue.
WARNING: DONNIE DARKO SPOILERS


The part with the airplane going towards the dark cloud. Yeah - the part at the end. Um...I've seen that several times in the last TWO DAYS. On the way to San Fran. for the video shoot, there were LIGHTNING storms above the area. So - big giant scary cloud.
And I basically saw this:

Airplane going towards it - at that size. Yeah. Then I saw another airplane. I get it, because San Fran. has an airport [I think O_O] but it was weird to see a screencap from a movie in real life, you know?
I saw it again yesterday, when walking back to my dorm, while STILL WAITING FOR an email/text/call from hubbyboy. *continues to stare at phone*
Plane flew over my head towards the big scary cloud, that later rained all over campus.

Just kinda weird, you know.
Next month is October. The entire movie takes place in October. o_o
People have been talking about Halloween suddenly. That's the last day of the movie.
o_o

I'm not crazy.
I just have an overactive imagination, right?

o_o

This isn't product placement

This is showing respect for something that deserves more attention.
A single band.
The Myriad.

Music Video:

Click to go to youtube

They are a not-too-popular band that I simply love. They are unknown by many standards. On their Facebook, they only have 2,000 fans...which is kinda nothing, compared to bigger bands.

Unlike most celebs and shiz that have facebooks, they actually do things on facebook other then be like WE ARE GOING TO THIS CITY THEN, and ignore all comments. They respond to comments. They actually ASK what songs they want played - and listen. ASK what cities they should go to...and listen.

And for one more eventful one, I'll just quote it:
The Myriad: what are you doing this weekend?
-people comments-
Me: Video shoot all day Saturday :)
Then homework Sunday :(
And I think it's really cool how you guys actually do stuff on facebook. Humanizes the faces behind the awesome music ♥
-more peoples comments-

So yeah. It was cool that they asked.
But this is how it got cooler, as I read today when checking to see their concert dates, since they were thinking of playing in San Deigo [boo - not close enough] but nothing was confirmed.

The Myriad: Haley Hawkins wins for the most interesting weekend because she is doing a video shoot. Overall, our fans do way too much homework.

:o
MOI?
I'll ignore the typo and just hug them.
I FEEL SO LOVED OMG.
They actually READ my comment and typed MY name!
-swoons-

I shouldn't be all fan-girly over this, but I am.

For the fact that they haven't let their slight fame go to their heads, and the fact that I love their music/sound, listen to the band called the Myriad. Do it. They are awesome.

And I found a rare gem from them: Get on Plane ACOUSTIC

Well sorta. I like the part where it is what is says...but it's not the whole song :(

But yeah.
I fangirled.
I'm forcing it into your face.
YEAH.

THE MYRIAD.
HIT THAT YO.

...or I'll find you.
And make you.
With Gaff tape.

GAFF TAPE.

In the beginning...
There was duct tape. This miracle sticky thing that held the Universe together. People used it for art, to fix things, and even to shut people up.

Then there was TAT...
They handed me this roll of black tape.

I looked at it, puzzled. It didn't feel like duct tape. It was thinner. Felt more like material. It wasn't gross-sticky, but held. It tore easy? What was this amazing substance?

GAFFER'S TAPE.
Known as Gaff tape for short.

In the video world, it is Chuck Norris.

Hubbyboy and I realized the true awesome of Gaff tape yesterday.
There was this soft-box [a diffuser of direct light from normally a c-stand since you don't need the heft of a baby-stand] and the joint that was holding it up couldn't support both the light and the softbox, so hubbyboy was in charge of...holding up the light. o.<
SO - he was like GAFF TAPE GIRL!
and I flew over with my magical red cape.
[alright he asked for the tape from me but w/e]
And together we taped up the light so it would stay. We found the cool points [alright I found the cool points] and we taped it up and shiz. Then we were afraid of it ripping and bursting into flames. So we just sat there and stared.

There was a small rip in the tape, which I fixed before it turned into anything serious, when he was setting up the Glide-cam. The tape held it for like 10 hours or something with it being on about 7 hours or so. And it held.

Our consensus:
Gaff tape is magical.
It makes whoever is holding it magical.
And it is better than duct tape.

;)

Video Shoot - Day 2

So...yesterday [because I konked out when I got back and didn't have a chance to do much before I fell asleep] was the second day of the video shoot - since I made the cut. THERE WERE SO LITTLE PEOPLE THERE OMG.

Anyway, I was one of two newish grips - though the other guy [hubbyboy - see previous video day rant - was the other] is a Junior and a transfer student...so I was the only Freshmen. But I totally held my own.

ANYWAY, I got into a carpool with hubbyboy, boomman [guy with the boom mike], and an actress who I thought had a pretty voice. We all got along epically well - and apparently have a lot in common. We even saw lightning.

Oh - did I mention the shoot was at the Director's Grandmother's house? In San Francisco? That's at least 2 hours from Monterey, BTW.

Anyway, lots of talking and bonding later, we show up and...sit there. The other car fails at life. Like forever and a muffin later [her grammie served us doof <3] I, hubbyboy, and leadgripman [lead grip man], set off to save the Universe. Lighting guy was fired - and there was a big issue that the higher ups were keeping from the lower downs. Woo.

SO...I got instructions from leadgripman, and hubbyboy and I took flight, setting up lights, adjusting lights, experimenting with the magic of Gaff tape [the next post will be dedicated to that], risking our lives and chance of spiders bites, just to cover a window with a tarp, risk being hit by lighting, by standing outside and setting up large metal C-stands and babystands [this is all technical terms I kid you not]. And yeah.

I'll get into detail about a few of the adventures now...
In no particular order because it's only like 9am.

The nom nom bush
So hubbyboy, leadgripman, and I had to cover some windows for a night scene. We couldn't cover them from a tarp inside...because that would look like ass. So we had to go outside. There was a big bush there. Just sitting there. Ready to eat our souls. Leadgripman is terrified of spiders. SO - he sends his kids into the bush with a rickety wooden ladder we found, only holding a branch for us. So I'm holding the ladder with a roll of gaff tape, while hubby boy precariously balances atop the thing. We got it done.
We be awesome.

The Bee Deja Vu
SO there was a bee in the house. Me being me, I was like *points* BEE.
So hubbyboy is like CUP. And I found a cup. And I put it over the bee, then admit last time I tried this [literally two days ago] the next part failed. So he took over with a piece of paper and replaced me by the cup. He failed at the next part. Then the guy that lives in my building simply opened the window and let it out.
We were quiet for a bit...

Gaff tape is magic
SEE NEXT SOON TO COME POST

And I might add more later.
Still kinda tired.

Anyway, there was some down-time, so I hung around with hubbyboy and some of the cast. There was totally this guy that wanted me. He was the beefy male lead. He was epic though. AND A REDHEAD <3 They are rare so I treasure every one. XD Anyway, we played the game where you write down the name of a famous person on a piece of paper, and hand it to the person on your right. Then everyone takes their new paper and places it on their forehead.
Hubbyboy had Napoleon Dynamite stuck to his forehead.
"DO I HAVE MAGIC POWERS?"
We all died laughing.
And had QUIET ON SET yelled at us, even though they weren't shooting...causing leadgrip to put on a cape and fly to the rescue xD
He's my MBMOM. He really is. Leadgripman totally adopted me.

Anyway, the day continued like this. Once leadgripman fell asleep after tell us to stay inside just in case they needed us...so we ran away xD
And played the above game >.>

We also played Scatigories [sp?] in the living room away from the set because we were bored and they kicked us out xD NOT BECAUSE WE WERE LOUD...because they had nothing for us to grip.
:\

At like 8 we stopped shooting, and we were allowed to leave...well actually only my car, because Boomman was sleepy and directorchick was mean to him all day and felt bad. SO YEAH. Then he was like "I need FUEL". And we stopped at in-and-out. FIRST TIME EVER. It was Foogasmic. OMG. Everyone gave me a hard time for not eating there before xD

AND I LEARNED SOMETHING: I am the youngest person to be working as a grip on a TAT set EVER. Well Freshmen are uncommon...and most Freshies that are brought in are like people who came back to college or took a year off or w/e. I turned 18 like just over a week ago. Yeah. :3

We ate and ate and they taught me the secrets of In-and-Out, and I felt adopted xD
Everyone in the car was 21+.
Boomman: 21
Hubbyboy: 21
Actress-chick-with-the-pretty-voice...let's call her actresschick: 22.
I WAS DUH BABY 8D

Then we left.
It was 9 then.
Our conversations got funnier and funnier as the night wore on. We talked about campus, the 'effed up behind the scenes of CSUMB, teachers, how I was ahead of everyone ever in the TAT major that's a Freshie, and just about everybody and everything. What? We had two hours and falling asleep to kill xD

THEN we got to campus and Boomman was like "if I didn't have class tomorrow" [yes a sunday] "I'd invite you all over to hang"
:(
Stupid class...
So my plan was to get hubbyboy's # when Boomman dropped us off in front of the TAT building. But...he dropped me off in front of my building. Hubbyboy was actually making excuses why he needed to get out too.

In the end it was just me getting out, waving over my shoulder.

:(

I was freaking out because I didn't know his last name, have his phone number, know his schedule...and to top it all off, he lives off campus. So I felt like I'd never see Hubbyboy again. The other two live on campus so I'd see them around.

So I got inside and I was happy from the day, but also really depressed. I actually left my building two seconds later, hoping to see Hubbyboy drive by. He didn't.

I slept bad all night, trying to figure out how to make contact with him.
THEN I WOKE UP AND BECAME BRILLIANT.
I emailed the dude that's been emailing me about the shoots and shiz, asking for his email addy.
I has it.
I emailed him :3
I HAVE CONTACT!
-touchdown dance-
He hasn't responded yet, but tbh I haven't gotten along so instantly with anyone before...even like my best friends in the world. Maybe I'm just changing into a more open person...but it was weird. Even if he's gay/taken, I just want to keep him as a friend, then.

But yeah.
:)

I feel like a real college student

50th BLOG ENTRY!
~o.o~

ANYWHO.
Last night was fun. I went out with the other tenor girl to go see a movie, with her love interest [more people were gonna come - but I had fun being the third wheel]. Anyway, the World Theatre [free theatre on campus that shows movies late] was showing the Proposal. I hate chick flicks - BUT IT WAS A MOVIE :¬O

Anywho, I was a little bored out of my mind, so I was watching the boy with black, curly hair in front of me...who was...sniffing?
Oh my God...did he just wipe his eye?
YES FOLKS - I found a crying boy. He was more interesting then the movie. >.>
AFTER, I hung out with them a bit - and we went back to my dorm, before tenorgirl got drunk texted, and we ended up at the OE, where other MALE <3 friends of her's came. I like them :3

I even claimed one.

What? I need backup if my other boy doesn't work out xD
*cough*

We hung out with them - the one I mentally claimed was actually sitting next to me. :]
He's totally my type too. Tall, skinny, and a bit dorky. YES.
And for some reason I like his nose. It kinda goes WHOO like the bottom half of a C.
XD
YES HIS NOSE HAS A SOUND-EFFECT.

After awhile, we went back to tenorgirl's room, because her drunk friends said they put a random stranger in her bed. I had to see this. I went with her, her drunk friends, and her love interest [other guy friends were still eating :'(] and...it turns out they put a giant pillow under her covers.

God I love drunk people.

ANYWAY, we ended up playing Egyptian War...well it was me, tenorgirl and her love interest. Literally it was me with 1 card and loveinterest with the rest of the deck at one point...but I won ;)

THEN her percussion/trombone friend [one of the guy friends at the OE] came...but he didn't bring nose-whoosh boy [his bathroom buddy - since they have a connected bathroom like me] - which I was kinda sad about. Apparently he was REALLY tired. The poor thing <3

ANYWAY - so we played Go Fish...then talked and talked and chilled and giggled - and commented how I acted/looked stoned. Apparently I am naturally stoned. My eyes were kinda pink from it being late [it was 2am about at this time] and my contacts were making my eyes tired. And I'm just spacey. So they made a joke that my body could make me stoned when I was bored. xD
AND we had a rant why smoke was icky.
I love these people :]

Her drunk roomie sobered up, and contributed more then just singing along to iTunes.
SEVERAL HOURS LATER, Trombone/percussion guy and I (who live across campus) were like "hehe sleep now plz?"
And we left at nearly 5am.

CAMPUS IS SPOOKY WHEN NO ONE IS AWAKE OMG...or rather "when no one is OUTSIDE".
I felt like an RA would just pop out and drug/drunk test us...then get really mad when they just learned we were walking back from chilling with people WITHOUT SUBSTANCES OMG :¬O

xD

No one popped out though. Trombone/percussion boy lives in the building next to mine so yeah. I'm glad I didn't have to make that walk alone xD

THEN I went to bed and woke up at nearly noon.
w00t.

Tomorrow is the video thing.
YAY.

And I need to do homework today.
And laundry.
And gym...with tenorgirl :]

Yeha.

IMADEITOMG

=D
EMAIL:
[Ok, we are meeting at the tat parking lot at 6:45 Saturday morning, there will be rides. I'm not sure how long the day will be but it is a 2 hour drive up, we need to be quick when setting up and getting going, I really don't want to be back very late though.

See you there]

=O

I MADE IT.
OH MY FRIGGIN GOOOOOOOOOD.
hehe "good"
>.>

ANYWAY.
YAY.
Everyone was like "it's a win win situation!" Since I either got honored or got to go home. =D
I AM A HAPPY CAMPER.
I actually danced. Ask my dad.
I was talking to him while dancing.

=D

AND I'm [hopefully] going to go see a movie with other budz tonight =]
The Proposal. Not my style - will review lattah.

I ALSO NEED TO DO MY LAUNDRY. I'm scared. I've done it at home. But not here. O_O

MOMMY I'M SCARED.

:(

FREAKING OUT.

So - the video shoot CONTINUES on Saturday. But there's a catch. There were too many grips last weekend. I've been emailing the dude about it - and I was asking if the shoot was this weekend. He said yes - but he needed to eliminate some of the grips, then asked if I could make it this weekend. I said yes. He said he'd let me know tomorrow.

o_O

I'm actually near breathing-in-a-bag status. Why? Because I had a weird day.
Didn't need this sort of thing on my mind.

What if...I don't make the cut? This is basically a competition now. If I don't make it...I get to go home. BUT I WANNA MAKE IT REALLY BAD. OMG. If I don't make it, that basically means that my other movie-grip-deals I had been making will fall through, my beautiful love interest will get away without an exchange of phone numbers or spit, and I will probably break something in annoyance.

...and I just totally sounded like a whore just now xD

>.>
FORTUNE COOKIE TOLD ME TO.
"Be aggressive - go after the tattooed Virgo."
XDDDDDD

ANYWAY - I will not be a happy camper if I don't make it.
What if I wasn't good enough?
What if - even though I had fun - they all hated me. They're all just really good liars. What if I'm not meant for the movie industry?

Ordinarily I wouldn't be ranty like this...but for some reason today I just feel completely insecure and worthless. What I need is a hug from a cute boy.

>.>

Oh - and on a side note, I love my nose-stud. It actually gives me more confidence. I honestly fail in the ways of my own self esteem, and this is actually helping. I still think of myself as that fat kid with braces and acne from middle school. I know I'm not, but inside I am.

I really need to get over that.
Maybe that's why I'm the girl here that seems to know the least about boys and relationships. My longest one [and really only true one] lasted 2 months. The other one barely counted. I just need to figure things out I guess.

My fate rests in an email.
o_o

o________O

...my life has been a bit dull.
Um.
I got a box from home that was supposed to come on my birthday. It had the face cleaner I forgot and some happy face balloons.

o.o

Um.
I don't want to go to FYS in less then an hour.
I'm bringing my notebook, dammit.
>.>

Um.

I finished my math homework.

Um.

I've done a ridiculous amount of Photoshop recently.

I've actually heard variations of the term BS here.
Other animals.
Horse.
Otter.
Beaver.
Moose.
Emu.
Elephant.
and my personal favorite.
ELMO.

XD

And that's my brain.

~o.o~

FIRE ALARMS SUCK

...at 2am.
O_O
o_o
._.
Yeah.
I made new friends on my floor though xD
Some guy forgot his shoes >.>
"DUDE HOW DID YOU FORGET YOUR SHOES?"
Actual quote.
I made friends with some of the guys both on my floor and other floors too.
We were all freezing, tired, and mildly annoyed by the loud noise and seizure inducing lights.
EH EH EH EH
*strobe*
EH EH EH EH
*strobe*

It looks like a lightning storm from the outside, looking in.

We discussed kicking the fire alarm until it shut off...but then I brought up a valid point. What if it set off the sprinklers?
Yeah.

It took like 10 minutes or more for them to finally be like LOL NVM
-_-

But hey - met people.
Go me.

o.<
*curls up in ball*

...the after glow of video day 1

[NOTE: Please click all images in the following post to go to the original page of the image on deviantART]

I hurt.
Everywhere.
It's past midnight now, and I only left my dorm room once. I woke up after about 14 or 16 hours of sleep...and I'm kinda x.x still. I only left my dorm room to get food once today [I ate cake for lunch/breakfast] and yeah. I worked on this Photoshop image ALL DAY:


I'm in love with that image. It's been in my head for ages. It turned out...exactly like I wanted it to. I even entered it in a competition! Just...happiness.

I still keep thinking about the video shoot [while avoiding moving] and can't help but just smile. In my deviantART inbox this morning, I had two deviations of other people's waiting for me.




o.o

Weird, huh?

xxxxxx

I'm excited for the next video shoot. I'm glad I have time to heal before it starts up again. I might just go -thud- if it were today. I'm not sure when it is - I'm currently awaiting that email. I'm excited!

I'm probably going to be doing a video every weekend. I've already probably gotten in on another video already - about being sucked into a videogame. THERE WILL BE SWORD FIGHT.

Best conversation ever.

This means going home will be rare. I'm kinda sad about this - but it's kinda good at the same time. Forces me to not feel like I'm vacationing here - but actually living here. I'm worried about my cat though. I miss him already. I can't just email or call him. I have to be there to hold him and cuddle him. Grr.

I want my kitty!

Maybe there will be a weekend where I have nothing to do.
I kinda hope so.
I want to stay busy with my new [job] TAT.

Life is just very surreal at the moment. No one is on campus but me and a few people. I ate dinner in the DC at like...6pm, and there was only about 20 people in there. Normally at that time, there's a line out the door and most of the tables are filled...probably closer to 100 or so. It's weird.

Then I keep flashing on yesterday and it's so...surreal. And BOTH my besties have texting now. Like...am I in a parallel Universe where I actually have a strange thing called luck? Whoa. Weird. I must have changed Universes when I walked through that thick fog. Or maybe when I turned 18? Hmmm.

With the day after I turned 18 - with the epic aquarium with friends and family...to the day after with video and certain people...
I'm just so happy.

It's weird to go from so emo to so happy in like a few posts. I'm just valuing this amount of luck I have. I know it's not forever or even for the day - nor hour. But I will enjoy it.

Goodnight moon.
<3

VIDEO - Day 1

It. Was. Amazing.
I got to the parkinglot at 6:27 [I didn't want to be late for 6:30am] in the morning, and there was a group sitting in front of the TAT building. One girl a remembered from my lecture class for TAT - the rest were a mystery.

Eventually we loaded into cars, and I ended up squeezed between two guys in a car that was driven by the chick that was supposed to be the stranger that drove me to the meeting. She said sorry about the earlier mishap. I forgave her :]

Anyway - we got to the old threatre and then we UNLOADED. o.o
LOTS AND LOTS of time later, we introduced ourselves, and were like HAI MAI NAME IZ AND IM A.

I'm a grip.
A baby grip.
Meaning...a n00b that can move that, hold that, find that, balance that, and disappear on command. I AM NINJA.

A redhead guy that I was sitting next to on the way there turned out to be the head grip. We taped stuff up and blah blah blah. There were a ton of other grips - most appeared to be older than me. Not hard - I turned 18 on Thursday.

People were all really nice - and there was a really epic guy that caught my eye - but MORE ABOUT THAT LATER.

Basically - if someone asked for a grip, I'd ninja over and be like "=D" in my cute, adorable, way. I was the youngest and shortest. I WAS THE ADORABLE FRESHIE BABY!
And they all loved me :3

Anywho - once things got started, it got kinda fast paced. I made a good impression on the head-grip after awhile, and he kept getting me to do special jobs. I was supposed to push the dolly at one point - but the only guy that I didn't really get along with and seemed to have it in for me at all times...was like "NO HE DO IT" -points to other grip-
Makes sense since I'd be pushing two full grown people, a giant cart, and an expensive camera. I GOT TO HOLD THE WIRE <3

Harder than it sounds. I nearly killed the dolly-pusher-man. 0=D
>.>

People actually left when most of it was set up, since they got bored. I stayed. I hung out in the stairwell with two guys at one point. One was like...my favorite. The other was just chill. I'm probably working on the chill one's movie as soon as I'm done with this one. The cute one was a Junior and I noticed him as soon as I sat in front of the TAT building. :] Adorkable. For. The. Win.

I hung out with the cute one most of the time xD
We had a long discussion about movies and where he came from :-O
HE PAINTED STARRY, STARRY NIGHT [my t-shirt] FOR AN OIL-PAINTING FINAL.
fate.
>.>

I will get his number next Saturday, dammit. I don't know his last name sooo there's no way to contact him :\ Whatevvvvvv.
I HOPE I will see him next weekend :3
MAYBE ON CAMPUS :¬O

They all kinda adopted me, and I let them. There were two freshie girls, other than myself...but they left. I was the hardcore one xD

The movie itself was a bit...well I'll see what she does with in it post. It was well shot, though. I signed some sort of waver, so I'm sure I'm not allowed to say its title or anything specific SOOOO >.>

My-guy and I were like -bored- on a couch later - just watching the people do stuff and act-ness. It was so funny when they were like "GRIP!" we both shot to our feet and were like "WHAT?"
...they only needed us to push a cord out of the shot. And you know what? TEAMWORK.
XD

THEN IT WAS TIME TO PACK UP...twelve hours later x.x
I almost fell asleep a few times while waiting for something to do. The headgrip actually did. We poked him.

Anyway, we packed up. That was a paiiinnn. Then they parked the trucks/cars in front of the threatre to shove our stuff in. THEN...

DUN
DUN
DUNNNNNNNN

...the Metermaid.
From hell

She gave the head tech a TICKET. He's already wanting to eat babies and puppies, but then he was like >=O
o_o
We were all like
xP

So we parked across the street.
And Jaywalked.
Way to go. Now we're actually obstructing traffic.
Myguy [you don't get to learn his name...I don't do names in the blog, I decided] and I nearly died a few times - especially when we had to take the dollytrack tube that's sixfeet long. He was like "I GOT IT" and I'm like "NORMAL PEOPLE USE TWO PEOPLE" and he's like "I GOT IT - BUT YOU CAN SPOT ME" so I followed him and made sure he didn't kill people xD

Nearly took out two.

>.>
BUT I SAVED THE DAY.

So we had to cross the street to pack stuff - and that was scary. Busy street. Heavy stuff. GO. Meep. The cameraman told me stories about how cops tend to be part of every capstone movie. Like they were doing a suicide scene [we're in his flashback mode now - not something that happened in the movie I'm working on] with a gunshot through the head in a car.

So they windshield was cracked, covered in fake blood and grapefruit [brains - duh] and the crew was covered in the fake blood too - because the squirter malfunctioned and was like WEEEEEEEEEEE *squirt* They also had fake bullet casings everywhere, a fake bloody gun, a fake bloody grave, and did I mention they were ALL COVERED IN BLOOD?

-cue joggers-
"OMG!"

They called the cops.
"KEEP YOUR HANDS WHERE I CAN SEE THEM!" the cops were all screaming, with THEIR HANDS ON THEIR PISTOLS. Good thing a TAT teacher came and was like "DON'T KILL MY BABIES!"

xD

Same cameraguy nearly got arrested for "horrible cries against women" when he was bored and throwing manikins off a three story building.
He might just be my new hero.
xD

Everyone went their separate ways [meaning I stalked my cargroup away from the set and myboy] and they were all like "SO WHAT DID YOU THINK OF YOUR FIRST SHOOT? =D" and yeahhh :]

AWESOMENESS.
I totally feel at home on a video set. I have found my calling...I just don't know WHAT I want to do on it yet o_o

I don't know when we shoot again. Either next weekend or the one after. I hope next.
I need his number xD

>.>
0=]

And I don't go home, even though I have Sunday through Tuesday. o_o
Parents can't...
:p

...friends gone.
o_o

SOOOO I'll spend tomorrow, Monday, and Tuesday...I'm not sure.
I'm sure I'll blog about it.

NOSE

Today. So I got up and got a note from my roomie that said:

Happy B-Day
Hayley!
Now that
you're legal...

•Smoke •Skydive
•Have Sex• •Buy Porn
Tattoo/Piercing!
:¬D
---
Which was good.
Then I didn't get any email from anyone.
FAST FORWARD TO NOW:
No email from my boy.
No call from girl - that I both called and texted today.
I emailed the main guy telling him my situation and how I'm pretty much out.
SO.

That's gone.
Anyway - I did something today.
I got my nose pierced :¬O
THE RESULT

Anywho - so my friend from high school and her roomie [who I've become friends with] totally went on a little adventure, which landed us at a tattoo parlor. We go in there - feel hella out of place. I show the guy my Student ID and a thing I printed to prove I'm 18 - since I don't have my license - and he was like "good enough" and took me/friends to a side room. Everything was really clean and awesome. He was a bit freaky - but totally cool and nice.

Anyway, he draws a dot on my nose and shows me a mirror - to ask if that's where I wanted it. I said yes, so he told me what was going to happen and did it. First he shoved like three Q-tips up my nose, and took a massive hook thing and was like "breathe in" and I did and said "breathe out" and he stabbed when I did. It was weird. Didn't hurt. I didn't flinch - which the guy commented on. =D He then put the backing on and handed me a pamplet on how to take care of it.

Go me?
Go me.
FIRST THING I DID AS AN ADULT.
W00T.
=D

I love it.

Well...happy birthday to me.

Countdown to birthday.
10:30pm.
Pandora [online radio that molds to me] is so far on a roll. I love it. Something in the air is very surreal. I'm waiting for an email that will essentially change my life forever - but I'm not even sure if they're awake or even check their email.
I think I heard thunder tonight too. The air feels cold outside, on my feet.

It's 11:14 now, and I'm talking to friends online. I smell pot outside [yay college] and still no email. Pandora still isn't half bad.

Well I'm 18 now.
I feel weird.

No email.

Well - I don't get it.
I basically threw away my birthday for a stupid movie. I thought things would get easier after that decision, right? No. First I have to find out if I should go.
Yes?
Alright.
So how do I get there?

-asks friends-
Roomie: Already home
Friend's Roomie: In class
Roomie's Friend: Already home
Friend: never responded to text
Shuttle: ends 15 minutes before
Email: Making me wait - no response so far
Phone: have to call a stranger for a ride

Does the Universe just not want me to do this and go home? I don't get it.

I guess I always try to interpret messages I get from symbols and things in my life. Maybe I should stop. I constantly look for "a sign". Maybe that's just biting me in the ass.

I don't know.

My birthday:
Wake up late.
Take shower.
Go to math.
Come back.
Call stranger for ride.
Eat dinner [?]
Go to strange meeting with strange people.
Come back to empty dorm room.

Awesome 18th birthday, huh?
I could be home by dinner. But no - I chose to stupid route that I thought was the smart and strong one. I don't get it. I really don't.

I might be 18 now...but to be honest I don't give a shit. It's not like I'm going to do anything of the stuff I earned. Not like I can prove I'm 18 - I don't have any formal ID but my Otter ID - which doesn't have my birthday on it. Plus I have no desire to get a tattoo, buy a lottery ticket, or any of that stuff. Nor do I have the means to accomplish any of it. I just...I'm so frustrated.

Why do I have such terrible luck? Did some family member get cursed years ago and was like "MAY YOUR ENTIRE FAMILY LINE BE CURSED WOOO~" Like in the book/movie, Holes?

Random realization: I have no food tomorrow. I have a one-meal-per-day plan, and I feed off my cereal. I just remembered it was empty today - and my milk went bad. I have iced tea though. And an apple. Probably the apple is bad.


Well...happy birthday to me.

Disconcerting

Soo...tomorrow is a bit up in the air. I don't know how I'm getting to the meeting tomorrow in east campus. All my friends that have cars are going to be in class/home by the time seven rolls around. I got a phone # from the dude that seems to be organizing it...but it's like HERE CALL THIS STRANGER =P
Soo...I emailed a guy in my class that seemed cool. I got HIS email from the mass email that Steven [teacher] sent us awhile ago. I know - I'm a genius. And the dude is the only one with that name in my class...so it makes it a bit easier.

It was a mixture of getting him into the capstone/getting a ride. If he doesn't respond by two tomorrow - I'll have to call the scary foreign number...well it'll probably "if he doesn't respond by four tomorrow". Which is pushing it. The meeting is at seven - but I have class at two...so I just thought that'd be a good time.

I hope he at least responds to say no :\

Today I found a penny outside of my door. Facedown. I put it in my pocket and didn't even think about it until about ten seconds ago when I flipped the coin to see if I should check my email again. The date on it is 1983. Today I was writing up a character that was born in 1983 - making him 26. Now that's disconcerting.

I'm thinking about titling everything with the last word I type in the post.

Is that disconcerting?

*hugs karma*

Soooo I've been kinda -emo- recently, thanks to the LOL EEFF UU moments I've had.

But today wasn't half BAD.
First off - my writing teacher is mildly obsessed with me. She just stares at me whenever she asks a question in class. Of course I know the answer...doesn't mean I'm going to actually contribute to the cesspool that is her classroom. I was the only one that ENJOYS outlining essays. Like...I'd rather not write an essay about boring shiz - but an outline makes it more bearable. o_o

WE then went to the Library - and I sat down at the first table I passed [which was empty when I sat down] and...the entire amount of hot boys that are in the class sat with me.

o.o

Remember: boys are rare and coveted here. The class is 1/4 boys. 3/4 girls.
[and they put me in remedial math? PISHAW]
So I was like -internal purr-
The teacher sat at the table across from me later -.-
SHE RUINED MY FUN.

Turns out I HAVE to do at least one session of tutoring [as I get tutored by the free tutoring program: asap] to pass the class.

._.

The questionnaire they handed me to see how much I sucked failed. I answered false to all questions.

"When I get a lot of reading assignments from my classes, I struggle to complete all the reading then remember what I have read."
False

"When I get a writing assignment, I generally have a hard time getting started and finding ideas on what to write."
False

"When I write, I generally have a hard time organizing my ideas on paper."
FALSE

"When I write, I generally have a hard time developing my ideas and meeting the minimum requirements of an assignment."
False

"When I write, I generally have a difficult time finding and fixing my own errors (i.e. sentence structure, grammar)"
False...it's called "proof reading"

Um yeah.

Whhhattevahhhh.

I'll go in for a tutoring session, find a hot guy to "tutor me" for 50 minutes. Flirt the entire time, after he realizes that I really don't need any help, other than someone just reading over my work...then go home.
Sounds like a plan.

THEN I am supposed to have FYS [aka BPS: boring pointless shit] at noon. I was slightly getting my stuff together, when I checked my email to see if my ride for the video meeting tomorrow was good...and I got an email from the CSUMB staff.

"FYS with [teacher name here] is cancelled September 2nd, due to illness"
...of the mind >.>
XD

WOOHOO!

FREEDOMMM!

And I normally go to the gym on Mondays/Wednesdays, but I haven't gone at ALL this week >.>
The treadmills were closed on Monday, and today I don't feel like it. I'm still oddly thin, so there's no real need. I'll probably go next Wednesday or something. Day before my birthday. Ehhh.
SCREW THAT.

0=D

Food and Condoms

Most of you are going LOLWTF right now. I haven't gone off the deep end - I swear!

TWO DAYS IN A ROW, college has had two events that cracked me up.
"FREE S'MORES AND CONDOMS!"
and today
"FREE PIZZA AND CONDOMS!"

Basically you get free food, free rubbers, and free sex education from some balding guy that is wayyy to excited to be talking about sex. I walked by the s'mores one yesterday o.O

I just think it's amusing how they're luring us in with free food and free condoms. It's like they asked a random college student [boy] on the two things he wanted the most from college and they got "free food and condoms =D"

I'm tempted to go and use my free condom as an oversized finger puppet just to screw with their heads >=D

XD

>.>
<.<

AND I'M HAVING DRY CEREAL AGAIN FOR LUNCH. But I wasn't lazy today...the milk went bad two days ago, apprently. It said: "BEST USED BY AUGUST 31ST"

Mmm'k I don't wanna be blowin' chunks because I pulled a "mom" and was like LOL THAT JUST MEANS SELL-BY. ...I want it sellable. That means it won't kill me =}

>.>
<.<

Deep breath

So I'm staying.
Awesome, I know.

I'm currently sitting cross-legged on my too-high-dorm-bed, waiting a for a text from my friend to go to dinner.
I'm going to be okay. I'm currently trying to go through friends to get a ride to the meeting for the video. If I drove, I would be more at ease.

My birthday will consist of sleeping in my room without my roommate. She's going home. Offered to take me. I can't go. This is all so stupid. It's just a birthday. I shouldn't be getting so angsty over it...I just really wanted to hang out with my friends again - even if I saw them last week. I also wanted to see my stupid cat. I love that feline like no other. BUT NOOO.

At least my dad'll be proud, and I'm putting the future before the now. That's good, right? Hell - I'll probably end up doing something stupid on my 18th birthday, since I won't be home. Eh...doubt it. It'll probably end up last year, where I was annoyed with reality on my birthday. It was on a school day. This one is too. I have math. That's it.

I really want to see a guy I got closer with in my video class today. He was really awesome. Sadly, I only have those two classes with him - which won't have until mid-September again, thanks to those stupid FURLOUGH days. 'Eff off, you stupid Governor. I hope you choke on your dinner!

I want to see him again...
*sigh*
I hope he gets on the capstone too. I really want him to.
It would almost make this decision seem like a good thing, rather than a stupid mistake.

The funny thing is - college isn't that hard. My trouble is coming from things outside of the educational system. College just feels like a fun summer camp with random homework. I don't feel any older. I doubt I will when I'm 18. So whatever.

The sun shined all day today
As if to mock my mood
Hot rays stripped jackets from our shoulders
Not one cloud polluted the sky
I'm starting to think this school hates me
But why do I love it then?

This seems to be a recurring problem in my life.

I made the right decision.
Right?

:ksjdf;lkj

Sums it up pretty nicely, actually.
So - I have no come to a decision...but will concentrate on the practice of making myself feel better than someone with a hangover - minus the fun of the booze the previous night. I have already poked the hedgehog in the sidebar soooo many times. :3
I really want a hedgehog...
And I played with the fish too.

When I get back from my TAT classes (which I really should be leaving for NOW) I'm planning on biting the bullet and finishing my FYS homework, before curling into the fetal position and watching the newest episode of True Blood. And for all of you have heard my Twilight rants and are really confused now - let me get something straight.

I love vampires! And Stephanie Meyers stole her entire plot from the book that True Blood is based on...and made it way less awesome. Yup. So I am not a vampire hater - I am just not a supporter of the novels by the grouped name of 'Twilight'.

Anywho - that's all I've got so far. I'm thinking of being less social and going to bed at like ten tonight, too.

Whatever.

I haven't even decided my fate yet.

I hate making decisions.

Why does the universe hate me?

So I just got back hangin' at my friend's dorm across the campus - meaning I had an "interesting" walk back at like 10pm. I got waved at by some guy in a window. I might know him, now that I think about it - but yeah. RANDOM STUFF. Kinda surreal. Anywho - my life was just ruined.

I checked my email for that oh-so-valuable email about the video shoot that I was signed on to help with.

[I totally forgot to post the story here:

There was a TAT meeting on Friday - where we chilled and watched movies and met this guy
OH CLICK MEE!

And yeah.

Afterward I was talking to one of the techers that we call by a first name, and I ended up getting signed up to help with someones capstone [senior movie] and yeah.]

I got the email.

So I opened it - hoping that it would say "MOVED TO NEXT WEEKEND INSTEAD OF THE UPCOMING ONE" because my birthday is on Thursday. The original plan was to go home on Thursday [since I have one class] and party with my friends until Monday or Tuesday - since Tuesday is a furlough day - and yeah. I'm turning 18 so it's a big deal.

But the shoot kinda dampens that...but at least I could BE HOME on my birthday right?
That's all I asked for.

Well, the Universe hates me.

The email said that there's a MANDATORY MEETING on...Thursday. So I could still go home, right? Just go home after, right? No one has meetings really, really late, right?
WRONG
It's at SEVEN PM
ON MY 'EFFING BIRTHDAY

So.

I'm going to be sitting in my dorm room by myself on my eighteenth birthday.
My roomie was gonna take me home on my birthday - since she's going home too.

So...I have a choice.
I can either say "EFF THIS SHIZ" and go home, like 99.99% of all humans would.
I can email and pussy my way out of the meeting - even if it is mandatory and highly recommended.
Or...comes the one that my dad is telling me to do.
Just go for it.

So...career or celebrating my life?
Birthday or career.
Family or career.
My kitty or career.

I pretty much was borderline tears the entire time I was talking to my dad about this. I want to come home...but it would totally 'eff up my chances of ever being called on a capstone again. It would hurt me and my dream career.

I hate my life.
And I hate you, universe.

There is no nicer way to put this..but fuck you, Universe. I'm tired of having the luck of a person who just ran over a gravestone that was made out of mirror and under a ladder with a black cat on top.

I have no idea what I'm going to do.
If I go home I disappoint my dad, and hurt myself.
If I stay, I emotionally hurt myself, but I also am helping myself.

...

Sometimes I wonder if I'm in some giant version of the Sims game, and some fatass kid is getting the giggles at watching my life suck at times.

Or maybe my life is just someone's brainchild and I'm living in a book or TV show.
I bet my life would have high ratings if it were a TV show, book, or ridiculously long movie. No one would believe it is real.

Sometimes it's a curse to have the words, "Only you, Hayley," said to me so often.

I enjoy being my weird self - but I don't want to have to deal with THIS.

...whatever.

Going after something I love shouldn't make me this upset.
I'm starting to debate if it really is worth it. Maybe I should just change my major or just go to a junior college.

Whatever.

Possessed Fire Alarms

A random Hayles story

So today I was getting back from FYS - which I have dubbed 'BPS' (boring pointless shit) because the teacher knows nothing about Jazz - yet the class is called JAZZ AND DEMOCRACY WHICH REALLY DON'T FIT TOGETHER UNLESS YOU STRETCH IT TO THE POINT OF NOT BEING WORTH THE EFFORT

I may have tweaked that a bit.

Anyway - so I get back to my dorm, and I see everyone coming back into the building and I'm like o_O

Sooo I go to the top floor and see the between-hallway-doors are closed, meaning the fire alarm went off. I talked to roomie - apparently it had gone off when she was asleep - the poor thing :(

THEN IT GOES OFF AGAIN.


-.-

Apparently one of the dryers was smoking.
Fail.
We all think they're going to go off yet again. There are bets in place.

Did I mention that doors slam shut in your face and a SUPER HIGH PITCH sound goes WEEEWOOOWEEWOO EEE EEE EEE EEE BOOOOOWAHHHH BOOOOWAHHHH ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZRRRRRRRAAAAA
EH EH EH EH EH EH
EH EH EH EH!

>.>
Say it out loud.
-says in Edward Cullen voice-
XD

Movie Review: District 9

I went to go see this movie the day after I got back from college just to take a break, this weekend. I heard people say it sucked, but I don't give a shit what other people say about movies, tbh.

Anyway, we went and OH MY GOD.
The movie literally fascinated me from the moment it started, to the fade-to-black with credits at the end. No movie can do that! That's not allowed!!! Some parts I was like "...alright that's from Men in Black...that's from Half Life...that's from Iron Man..." but I only thought of the similar inspiration afterward. When watching it, I was just so dragged into the plot that I could hardly breath. It had an 'unhero' - and took place in Johannesburg. Plus two points right there. It was just...so epic.

It got...well there was more blood, swearing, and alien swearing than most movies - so if you're uncomfortable with that sort of thing, DO NOT SEE THIS MOVIE. My mom was flinching the entire time.

Basically - if you love Romantic Comedies, happy endings, and Twilight - please don't see this movie. You'll hate it and end up talking shit about a movie that just wasn't meant for you. It is not a bad movie - like many of you would declare. It just was meant for people like me. Thick, fascinating plot, AMAZING effects, ALIENNZZZZ, and yeahhhh!

My roommate apparently was one of the people who saw it and hated it. To each their own, I guess.

Overall, I started this post Sunday night and here I continue it Monday morning...so it's about to cut short.

See District Nine if and only if the commercials interest you. If they don't - stay away from the awesome movie that you'd end up hating and talking shit about.

Yes I'm prone to swearing on Mondays.
-_-

MONDAY MORNINGS.
*hiss*

When it's okay to eat cereal dry

When you're a lazy college student that doesn't want to clean the bowl later.
I rest my case.

IN OTHER NEWS...
I want a hedgehog.

I didn't take/make that pic.
BUT OMG.
<3

GOALS IN LIFE:
•Direct, Produce, Write, Score, and/or Edit a silver screened movie.
•Really poke/tickle/hug a penguin.
•OWN A HEDGEHOG.
•...and all that "live a full and happy life and fall in love and have kids someday..." stuff. But not before the hedgehog. >_>

Deff of a bad night

Kicked out of dorm because roomie wants time with a boy.
Kicked out of friend's dorm, because they want to go to a full-out party - and I'm not into that.
Dealing with two people that obviously out of the room, when finally getting back into the home dorm.
Hiding in the HALLWAY of the LOBBY of the dorm, so they can have time together.
Sitting alone with no one to talk to in a dorm room, while everyone is out having fun.
Feeling like a loser and not worthy to be a college student.
Crying for the first time at college nine days after I got there.
Coming to the realization that adulthood starts in a week - and not feeling ready for it.
Trying to watch True Blood for the first time since going to college - and Mega Video informs me that I have watched 72 minutes today - even though I haven't fucking watched anything online in about ten days.
Turning on a lava lamp for company.
Feeling really, really homesick for the first time.
Feeling really, really alone.
Feeling mildly hysterical and sitting in your dorm room with a teddy bear, feeling even worse for attempting to comfort myself with a teddy bear.
Wondering why Pandora keeps playing songs about being alone, broken up with, and sad.
Fuck you, Pandora.

Not wanting roomie to walk in to see crying, so quickly wiping off tears with a rough napkin and hiding teddy bear under covers, sitting back at desk like I'm just being a nerd.
...just to turn out it's more people having fun..

Not sure what to do to make life better.

I'm fairly certain I could make a movie about my life, and people wouldn't believe it.


Welcome to the night of August 27, 2009.

Welcome to my worst night in college yet.

Life

LIFE...|
Fade in – child MC puts on headset, starting smooth, very soothing music for both the audience and the MC. A beam falls behind them, and the child MC pushes themselves off the bed. They continue to walk to a door, as the room continues to collapse around them – their expression remaining bored and uninterested.

Switch MC with a slightly older actor, as soon as they pass through the threshold – continue this trend with random destruction around them, until they exit the house at college-age.

Looking over their shoulder at the now destroyed house, their expression changes from bored to sad – possible tears. Camera pans back to show a college sticker on their backpack. Have them take off their headphones - causing the music to sound more tinny/distant.

Fade to black – make sure the song ends as soon as it goes all black.
--------
That's the idea I'm bringing to my TAT meeting/kickback tomorrow. I doubt anyone will actually hear it from me - but yeah.
It would be filmed in black and white, real film, and yeah. That may turn into my capstone project for TAT ^-_-^
Oh...and if this idea is stolen, you will have a 5'2", 110lb girl on your doorstep that will probably remove some valuable body part 0=D

My Major

So I'm majoring in something called TAT - Teledramatic Arts and Technology - and it's epic. I had two of the classes today [only meet once a week - one is lecture the other is lab]


AND OMG.
!!!!!!
!!!!!!!!

Oh...and the class is over half cute boys - and one like random graying-40-year-old. yeah. Whatever. MASSIVE AMOUNT OF CUTE BOYS.
I'm game.

AAA I'VE BEEN NEGLECTING YOU <3

Umm...I have a life now xD
I have new friends - two groups to be exact - and I've been hanging out with them. I can see the ocean from my room <3
I met someone - with a mohawk - in my major today <3
My lava lamp is amusing.
I'm starting to think I'm the ONLY person who has never smoked weed/drank ever, here.
Feels lucky to have a nice roomie.
Feels sorry for friend with icky roomie.
LAVA LAMP IS AWESOME.
TEST TOMORROW AT 8AM. <--boo.
"Studying" now.

o_o
ALALALA.

Miss home kinda sorta.
Miss nice showers <3
Miss private bedroom/liking people who share bath.

Umm...bye?
xD
~Hayles

Math Camp: Day 1 [Part 1]

>_<
>_>.I woke up at...6:30am. Why? Because I knew it would be hard. Because I knew it would hurt. Because I knew I would groan loudly and throw my pillow nearly out the window [it gets warm in my room easily >_>] and yeah. Breakfast isn't for another hour and I'm still trying to figure out where it is xD
Flyer says "OBC" and that so clears nothing up o_o
OBC? Well...WTF? xD

I'm such a nerd. Two of the three pictures I have on my desk are of me and the tenors...same year, I think. one at the parade, the next at the final competition.

HEY I HEARD A TOILET FLUSH. I'M NOT ALONE IN BEING AWAKE! ...which makes sense, considering this mysteriously and vaguely placed breakfast is in less than an hour xD

I packed my pack - and I think I'm going to leave Monty home today. The flyer says "Bring: Writing utensils, paper, and your brain" Alrighty. I have pencils, pens, calculator, brain at home [0=D], two notebooks [one with a FRIGGIN DINOSAUR ON IT 8D], and wallet...just in case I suddenly need to buy something [not].

o_o

I'm a college stupid.
*student.

I could have corrected that typo, but I thought it was far too amusing to change xD
COLLEGE STUPID WOOOOOO!
Sums it up quite nicely, actually.

Well...I just want to be in hell - I mean class. 9am-4pm class o_o
Then it's movie night tonight. I missed last night's "social event" because my parents took me out for dinner before throwing me to the wild...I mean college...eh - same difference.

Oh - while talking to several people ABOUT college - two of them spelled it "Collage". I WANT TO MAKE A COLLEGE COLLAGE xD
I laugh.

It's foggy outside and I'm fine with that =]
I need to post pictures of my new habitat, but honestly...they all make it look like prison. 0_o
I'm not sure if that's a good thing or not xD
I hear people wandering the halls. I've already decided that I'm going to leave at 8am to voyage to the center of the Earth! I mean...breakfast.. Way less exciting. And I'm totally typing the first things that come to mind xD
YAY 7 IN THE MORNING!
Last time I saw this hour, was when I went to bed at this time.
Yup.
I'm a weirdo.

I have a yo-yo on my desk. I just looked at it and say "Yo" and cracked myself up.
Thought I should share.
Anywho - I'm going to poke around the net a bit before 8, then I'm off...I'll probably post/edit/something later to tell about math class/camp/thing.

Yar'lll.....akjsf;kadkfj.....................

Post-move-in

So...I'm moved in. Crap...everywhere. I'm pretty much scared and want to hide under my giant bed. This is so...surreal.

---

Alright, I typed that right when my parents went to target to pick me up a rubbish bin and a lightbulb..AND THEY CAME BACK WITH PUDDING <3
I officially love these guys xDD
Anywho, we went out to eat when they came back, and overall chilled around Monterey, before they left. I'm alone now - with no roomie, and no roomies to share a bath with either [for there are a total of four people using one bath]. So yeahhh. I hear people talking outside, and am half-tempted to just go for a walk or something...maybe tomorrow. I hear a dog. WTF. NO PETS. People making noise outside O.O -peers through peer hole in door-
GAH I'M TOO SHORT.

Why does it sound like people are above me? I'm on the third floor of a three-story dorm. o_o
*counts on fingers*
SOMETHING IS WRONG HERE XD

I may be in math camp for being bad at math - but even I know that shouldn't be. THERE ARE PEOPLE RUNNING UP AND DOWN THE HALLS.
o_o
I want mattress jousting. I need friends first >_>
TOMORROW I WILL MAKE FRIENDS!!
-goal-
=D

I have a stegosaurus outside my door with my name on it.
How win is that?
I have no idea WHY - but I do. I'm okay with it. =D

I set my phone to go off at 6:30am tomorrow simply so I have time to hyperventilate and pass out. I don't have to BE anywhere until 8:45 xDD

People singing and laughing down the hall. I'm scared. O_o
Don't let them find me!

I'm so anti-social...I even paused my music so they wouldn't know I exist xDD
-loser-

I never realized I would get this far in life, to be honest. It's sort of humbling, in a way. Very humbling. I like it. I feels like I earned something special - and I'm being rewarded for life in general.

So at the moment I am calm - though I'm sure tomorrow I'll be like =O
Awesome.

Pre-Move-in

I'm moving into college today. O_O
*rocks back and forth*
The car is loaded, my brain going WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE.
And AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!

._.

The Positive: RIGHT NOW...it's overcast and nice and cold in Monterey/Seaside <3
The Negative: I'm an only child, and might implode. But you know what? I WILL SUCK IT UP XD

Oh - and I got Skype, so my daddy and I can talk face-to-face :3

w00t.

I have a mathworkshop this week - and take the "hey did you learn anything?" this Sunday at like 10-something. I should probably find that out <_<
Then on Monday I have alllllllll my classes.
Well - two of them. Three on Tuesday. Two on Wednesday. One on Thursday. NONE ON FRIDAY.

Win?
Win.
WIN!

I'm being optimistic -rocks back and forth-
@_@
I'M BEING OPTIMISTIC DANNGIT.

I have a new lamp named Lex.
I might post a few pics from my happy place [new dorm] lattahhhhh :]

Ahhh it's nice and cold in Monterey/Seaside right now...says the weather thingy. High of 69F, low of 55F [that's high 21C low 13C]

w00t.

>.>
<.<

I'M NOT SURE HOW TO FEEL.
*flails*
*twitches*
o.@

Will post when I get to my new home.
o_o

Oh - and my mom just found a random new bag to shove in the car...and the car is full. Why does she look so happy? Why did she laugh? What the figginasld;fjadj is wrong with her?

-_-
I digress...

TO SEASIDE AWAY.
-takes flight-

Movie Review: 500 Days of Summer

Alright - I had a mixed first impression when I saw the previews. I was like "Bah Romantic Comedy/Chick Flick that is pretending not to be..."
But it was an Indie-ish-film. Being a movie-nerd, I had to see it.

Plus...my two besties wanted to go see a movie and they seemed to want to see it [last time I'd see them before college will eat me] - and so I went.

I was half expected sappy...but...it wasn't.

It was cute. I instantly fell in love with the main character - instantly feeling for him. The co-lead, Summer [Zoey D.] was pretty epic, herself. I loved the format of the movie. It didn't start at the beginning and end at the end...well it ended at the end - but the rest was all muddled up. It jumped around the 499 days [mostly 1-early 400s] and really gave an interesting narrative to the movie. The angles were nice - normally zooming too close to the subject, than the average film is daring to go. Overall - it left me in a good mood - and I would recommend it to a group of girls, couples - and guys that want to see an interesting movie that is about two things:
•Love
•Controlling your life

It's artfully done, and probably one of my favorite movies. When I hook a college boy, we are so watching it again...probably it'll be on DVD then xD
<3
Cuteness.
[6/5]
••••••/•••••

It gets the extra point for being added to my fav. list :)

The Last Two Days...

...have been crazy. Yesterday and today. Tomorrow is my last day under my own roof. I then move out to college on the coast. Am I scared? Duh. But I'm also excited beyond all reason.

Yesterday we saw protesters on Steven's Creek - and it was pretty epic. They lined the entire street. They were against Obama Health Reform. God bless them. My dad honked in their favor from the start of the street until the end xD

And I'd like to add that this is in LIBERAL CALIFORNIA.
@_@

Today we went college shopping. I now have a minifridge and a desklight named Lex. He looks like the Pixar light. It is quite epic. I also made friends with a cute boy in Office Max [OH SEXY OFFICE MAX <3]. They had this bag that "Everything you could fit in the bag is 20% OFF!" So I was wandering around clutching this massive bag filled with school-goods, and I see this guy - about my age - holding it exactly the same.

xD
SOUL MATES.

Just kidding. He smiled. I smiled back. We kept running into each other xDDD

But yeah. My bed is now 90% clothes, 5% hangars and 5% cat. I'm currently defying the laws of some sort of science, and sitting on my bed without killing anything. I know - I'm epic.

I'm going to see the 500 Days of Summer in an hour or so with my two besties. Probably last time I'll see them before I'm gone forever and ever - eaten by college...
*sniffle*
;~;

Catch ya on the flip side - yo!

AND MY DAD MADE A NEW WORD:
Pinkster.
Use it.

So that's why I don't drink soda...

*just reread last post*
That is me with a normal dinner, and virtually no sugar. o_o
Imagine if I were drunk, high, or had any sort of caffeine?
I'm scared too.

WANT TO KNOW WHAT I DID TODAY? I woke up at 10am [no idea why], spaced until my mom appeared - then ate breakfast, then watched tv, then removed nail polish, then painted nails BLUE, then let it dry [while watching M*A*S*H [yes the stars are important]] then went swimming. Got out of the pool - daddy came home with epic food, and I watched more tv. Considering I spent the summer either in the pool or on the net - tv was fun. BRAIN DRAINING W00t

Now here I sit at nearly 3am, knowing I have to wake up somewhat early tomorrow, yet I'm not moving.

I'm reading KILL IT WITH FIRE - a Twilight rip-apart that is making my Century worth while.

I have, in fact, read every last Twilight book - none of which the titles make any sense - and all I can say is...I just accidentally cracked my knuckle and scared my cat...and all the main characters are douche bags, while the sub characters are accidentally interesting. Who? Jasper, Alice, Charlie, and Renee. AND LONG LIVE MIKE NEWTON.

Yup.