jessie and i have been trying to play final fantasy crystal chronicles together on her gamecube, but it insists that we need to plug in a gameboy advance. so we do, and we have the second player on a regular gamecube controller, but no! we have to have ALL players on hooked up gameboy advance(s) in order to multiplayer mode! it's a conspiricy to get you to buy four gameboy advance(s) and link cables.... *shakes head*in other news, there's a paper conspiricy at the library, too. i have to take 10 pages of my original writing and bring in 5 copies of it to my oral interp. class tomorrow. well, i don't have a printer, of course, and i don't wanna waste 50 pages of jessie's paper, so i went down to the library to print out copies.
first off, i can only print out one copy of the ten pages of my story excerpt from the computer (5 cents a page), so i have to photocopy the rest (10 cents a copy). not only that, but it won't let me use the money i had just put on my student card to pay for the copies (it did for the printer, but not th copier). you have to use change for the copier... seriously, what the hell! i ran 30 cents and 3 pages short, but luckily for me the lady who was copying before me said i could have her last dime that was already in the machine. unfortunately that meant i had to walk back up to the dorms to get a mere 20 cents (i had run out of ones to put in the change machine), then walk all the way back to copy the last page 2 more times...... i need to get myself a printer dammit....
i kinda feel bad. i fell asleep in my philosophy class today, and now i feel terrible about it. it's one think to nap during class in high school, but this is entirely different. i hope the professor doesn't think i'm some kinda bratty person now...
and i was just lookin' around on it a few minutes ago. what's so weird is that i was finding all these people i went to grade school with, and whenever you view somebody's profile it shows you how you're connected to that person (for example: you:john:jessie, you get the idea?). thing is, everybody is so interconnected there. i dunno, i was just thinkin' "damn, this is crazy weird" while viewing...
nothing too exciting: "hi, anne" "hey"; so i guess that means i'm recognizable from gradeschool. i don't think i've changed that much (facially), but jessie says she thinks i've changed enough since freshman year that there's a chance people won't recognize me. eh, whatever...
were talking about how our department is looking for somebody to replace judy (part-time decorator) when she leaves next month (she's going back to school). and i think it may have been rosemary, who has always been impressed with my decorating skills, who suggested that hey, they should promote anne to part-time decorator (right now i'm just a closer, but sometimes i get to come in and just decorate) and find another closer instead! it's easier to find a closer than it is to find a decorator, she said. thelma agreed. so that would be cool if i got promoted to part-time decorator (no more washing dishes, thank you god!!). if that happened i don't think i'd quit and find another job up here.
for those of you who go and read the comments to my posts, you'll have noticed that i had some nice anonymous spammers visit my blog yesterday. how touching.... i was thinking about just deleting them, but then the reactions to those comments in chris and joe's comments won't make any sense, so i decided to leave them.
rrrrgh, i wish jessie would get off work sooner, i have some stuff to give her (my ap chem notes and more anime to borrow) and i wanna see if she wants to do anything tonight. last week nick mentioned all of us seeing a movie, but i haven't talked to him since then. o well, she gets off in an hour, but that doesn't necessarily mean that she'll be home in an hour plus driving time. one time she wasn't back till 7:30 (or later).
i just got out of my oral interp. class (i really think i'm gonna like this class). and in class today we had to write a list of events that showed our development in becoming a writer, why we are writers now (or some other creative outlet for the three theater people and one speech person in the class), and that really got me thinking. why do i write? it never really occured to me that i had any future at all in the writing field until i was 13 years old. but what led up to this natural talent that caused the teacher to compliment my work? 
so i began thinking; when i was very small, i always made up lil' scenarios with my toys and dolls. all my humanoid shaped toys had personalities, they had families, and went to school. but why did i do that? my parents were the ones who got me interested in reading; i have always been an avid reader. so i think that one solid reason i for why i write is that i like to read. then i had to come up with an event that discouraged me and turned me away from writing for a time. that took some more thought, and what i came up with was this: nobody seemed to take real interest in my writing after my junior high school english teacher, so i forgot about it. i suppose it was still in the back of my mind, but i didn't really pursue it like i could have.
they loved to draw, and here's where this turns back into writing: compared to them, my drawings are crap. so i went back to writing. i wrote and they drew, we were gonna make it into a comic, but that ended up falling through. and in addition to that, i was encouraged to write again by my friends. of course there's still the doubt that they like my work because they're my friends, but hopefully i'll be able to overcome that. how? get other people to read my stuff and see if they like it, which is rather nerve-wrecking. so, why do i write? i write because i like to read. so i write what i like to read, and because i like other people to like to read what i write. nothing is better than when people say they like what i've written. now all i need to do is get my ass in gear and finish my story!!!
and i have nothing to do during them. maybe i should bring my paint-by-number up. it's not gonna get done sitting at home... yea, i'll do that.... or something. my tv and gamecube have been banned temporarily from coming here, so i can't watch tv or play a game... that and we don't have cable yet.... not that i have a tv to watch it on right now anyway...
i don't wanna spend too much of my money right now. :(
my first class starts in a lil' less than an hour, so i'm just killing time right now. i had a doctor's appt. this morning at 10:30, so i've been up for a few hours. after the appt. i went shopping and got a new poster "things i learned from video games" (they didn't have the charlie and the chocolate factory one i wanted :( ) and a new happy bunny shirt "i just realized... i don't care!" and lastly some insence for my brother (it was 100 for $2 or $3). then after that i switched malls and looked at sears for a mini chest freezer. i found one, 5 cubic feet and on sale for about $150, but i didn't get it because there's no way i'd be able to carry that thing up here by myself.
i'm trying to figure out how long it'll take me to walk to the arts and sciences building from here... too bad i didn't think to ask jessie when i saw her on the way to my car for my appt., i'm sure she had a class there today. i think i'll leave at 12:30, half an hour should be more than enough time to walk across campus. i'll time myself so i can cut it closer next time. plus i have to find the room, so it'll be good to go early.
(i did that last year too.) i managed to grab one college-ruled, and i assumed that the ones underneath were college-ruled too. *grumblegrumble* that just bites. i'll have to go and get some new ones because i really don't want to use wide ruled, it was bad enough last year using them! i'll just donate the ones i have to my mom's school, lil' kids like wide-ruled paper (they were only 6¢ each, so it doesn't matter).
well, i suppose that i'll be going now, maybe i'll post after my class to say what it was like.... then again maybe not, it all depends on my mood, dammit.
i'm not going to need many of my clothes this week, as i have to work everyday today through wednesday. so that leaves thursday and friday for days i'll need my regular clothes, and friday's the day i'm moving. i emptied out probably everything i wear on a regular basis and my closet still looks somewhat full. how on earth did i fit all those clothes in there?! i've probably got something like 60 hangers in a bag from all the clothes i took out, and there's still all these clothes in there..... 
maybe my closet is magically enhanced like the weasley's car was in harry potter before harry and ron went and crashed it into the whomping willow. anyway, so i got this huge box from work that originally held 1/8 sheet cake bases and lids, and i couldn't get it into my car without breaking it down and folding it in half. hopefully it'll fit in my mom's car on friday because i sure as hell can't break it down when it's full of clothes. it's already more than half full.
1/4 sheet cakes, and it's almost completely full with books, school books, a couple lil' picture frames (which i still have to find pictures for :S), a green day poster, some pens, two pairs of shoes, and season three ranma 1/2 dvd boxset. then i brought another two boxes in addition to the big one home today; one held sour cream angel food cake and the other held par-bake original french bread. so i gotta find something to stick in there now...
on another note, my mom asks me this morning "can't you just submit an excerpt from your story to the scholarship?" well, yea! that's what i did last time, it was her that suggested i write a new story. geez... now i just have to decide which part to enter. i have 26 pages written, and i can't submit any more than 15. then there's the problem with printing it...... i wish i had my own printer, dammit...
charlie and the chocolate facory one (with willy wonka and an oopma-loompa on it), but unfortunately it wasn't in the slot it was supposed to be in. but i did find some jeans that were on sale for $11 (originally $44)! but this is where the sucky part happens. they dont' fit! the waist is several inches too big! but i can't go a size down because then it won't fit over my thighs and butt! IT'S NOT FAIR!!! i now officially despise whoever invented the women's blue jeans sizing system. no seriously, damn them to hell!
she walks up and just looks at me, so i ask her "can i help you with something?" and she replies with "cookie!!" yea, can we at least use full sentences here? i enjoyed telling her we didn't have cookies, and judy added that cookie monster had come in earlier and ate them all. i just hate greedy little kids. one brat even had the nerve to come behind the counter and open up a new package sitting on th counter. not to mention it was sitting amongst about 15 other packages of cookies. those were cookies i was gonna label and put on the table in the front!! i hate kids that just come up and eat MY cookies. i'm seriously starting to get really possessive over these cookies.
this lady comes up and asks where the fresh garlic bread is. we do not have "fresh" garlic bread. at no point in time can any of the garlic bread we have be considered fresh (unless you're talking about the pull-apart or artisian garlic bread). to tell you the truth, we make all the garlic bread outta day-old french/italian/confused bread. so there. stop asking me for fresh garlic bread. THERE'S NO SUCH THING! hell, why would you be asking for fresh stuff at 7 o'clock at night anyway? the only stuff that is baked in the afternoon is the french/italian/confused bread. and that's the second batch of the day (they make it in the morning too).
to top it all off the boxes the bread comes are labeled "italian bread", but the sign on our display cart reads "french bread". o so many times have i had to explain to confused customers that it's all the same bread. you see, we have "original french bread" which is long and thin, similar to our "french baguette bread" and we have "french bread" which is packaged in "italian bread" bags and shipped in "italian bread" boxes. to tell you the truth, it's just plain white bread. why do we have to call it "french bread"? do they think that adding a foriegn adjective in front of "bread" makes it sound more exotic and special? the french don't even like us!!!
i don't really want to elaborate online, as this just isn't the sort of thing the whole world needs to hear, so i'll speak in general terms. everyone has their own reaction to this news. some get angry at the person most directly involved, some shake thier heads and ask why people are like that when they aren't, some cry, some just lose themselves and don't know what to do, and some just get sick thinking of the very concept. i'm that last one. when i heard the news i felt sick to my stomach (which i mentioned previously). 
and as for marriage without sex, theoretically it's possible, but i'm not a very optimistic person alot of the time. truth be told, if i ever do find someone who matches my strangely specific (and somewhat high) standards and get married to them, maybe i will have sex with them. but at this point in time i'm being a late bloomer.
i don't ever want to get married now, because i don't ever want to have sex. it's disgusting and vile and everything that reminds me of it reminds me of the feeling in my stomach i get when i feel i'm about to throw up. yea, ever wonder why i act like such a prude sometimes?! well this is it! i detest when someone replies to the comment 'fuck you!' with some kind of positive and/or excited air. it's not meant to be an invitation to whatever bastard i'm talking to! it's meant to be the lowest of insults. the ultimate way to show that you're pissed at them and as of right then, you don't ever want to see them again! 
