novemberstruck

WELL SO HOLY SHIT.
One of my goodgoodgood friends Phyli gave me a premium membership for christmassss.
BUT she sent it to my old account, ... don't ask about the username, I made that account when I about thirteen.

BUT that account is where I will be until the membership runs out.

So catch me there.

MY FRIEND IS LETTING ME BORROW HER TABLET FOR A LITTLE BIT.
I AM EXCESSIVELY HAPPY.

happy belated thanksgiving!
ugh, so much food.
i feel insanely fat. i don't think i've ever eaten so much in my entire life!
but my grandma made enough food for about thirteen people when it was just three of us. and her pasta salad and lemon pie is delicious. so i couldn't help myself.
you know what they say though, "feast today, fast tomorrow." yeah, that's my plan.
butonlyafteronemoresliceofpie. or six. oh gosh.

anyways, we tried to put fallout 3 on my laptop... and it didn't work. something about some... missing... file. bah. i'm going through withdrawaaaal.
but christmas is coming! and hopefully my dad will pull through with this xbox thing. and the tablet thing. i've been promised both for so long. (*sob*)

also, canandaigua sucks. i can't wait to come back home. although i'll probably become a hermit because there aren't many people in brockport i care to see either at the moment. except for a select few lovely mortals.

also. i saw the original exorcist movie for the first time the other night.
it wasn't very scary. but i cringed a little when that chick jammed herself in the vagina with a crucifix.

all i could think about is how much the devil sounds like phyllis diller and about what must've been going through that poor girl's head when she wakes up covered in scratches with a sore vagoo. ouch. (*sob*)

also! if you haven't seen these, watch them! ---> www.youtube.com/user/marblehor… (just scroll down on the right until you get to, "entry #1".)

So, thanks to the school fucking me over, I won't be able to register for classes next semester.
So, I'm going home to Brockport on December, 22nd. . . and I'm not returning to FLCC, at least not for a while. It works out because I pretty much hate it here, anyways.
In one semester, I've been slipped LSD from some creepy black dude, I've had some guy try to win over my affections with his massive collection of furry porn and some girl try to first get me to watch porn with her, then she tried to get me to get in bed with her, then repeatedly offered to send me naked pictures. Wat.

Not to mention the classes are ridiculous and ridiculously disorganized. It's about quantity here, not quality. I try to work hard on everything, but they make it nearly impossible to do so, because they're like, "THREE-HUNDRED PAGES OF TUTORIAL AND NOTES (literally) AND TWO PROJECTS DUE IN ONE WEEK." When out of a three-hour class, we're given about fourty minutes to ourselves to work. oAo;;

SO YES. I'm going home to Brockport. My intention there is to get a ob and my license, work for a while and then apply to St. John's in NYC. If I get accepted, I'll be spending lots and lots of time with my faaaaaaaaaaaavorite person and if I don't get accepted, I'll probably come back to FLCC, or I'll go to OCC near Syracuse, NY. I love the country, it's so lovely out here, but the people suck, the school sucks. . . and I can thrive in the big city just as easily.

IN OTHER NEWS. Apple chips and green peppers are the greatest foods known to man. Not at the same time, of course. But still.

And I WANT A SEXBOX SO BAD. And a new tablet. Digital art, how I miss you.

i'm home for the weekend. it's really nice to be away from that stupid school.

and i just learned that my school screwed me over again and never processed my financial aid because they "lost" the tax return forms. . . all three times they were sent in.
as a result, i might not be able to come back next semester. and i'll be forced to retreat back to my dad's house in brockport. deh.

i'm so angry.

and my fingers smell like coffee. i have no idea why.