Help Nathan Buy Firefly

I feel pretty epic right now. I'm helping with a national non-profit called Help Nathan Buy Firefly that aspires to buy back the creative rights to Firefly. I actually spoke with Kickstarter, an online fundraising group, and received approval for HNBFF to use their site to crowd-fund our project.

Fox has been sitting on the rights to Firefly too long. We browncoats want more original content.

This is, however, bigger even than Firefly. HNBFF is a big step in a fan controlled, media revolution. I've written about this in many of my media classes.

Copyright laws are creating a moratorium on creativity as they fail to keep up with the lightning fast changes of the internet. For instance, downloading peer shared content is illegal because distribution companies would have to change their marketing plan in order to make money off of freely disbursed content.

Well, now we're showing big companies the way, and the times, they are a changing.

So, come help out! Go like our page on Facebook, please.

- Can't stop the signal -

Ah, my flighty muse. He strikes when I am sick. (Yes, my muse is a guy).

Gah! So, I am terribly sick at the moment and contemplating blowing off the rest of the school semester. It will never happen. I just like to fantasize. Still, the great and terrible muse strikes again when I am weakest. So, I have made my first webcomic thing. It's about how twihaters are ruining the world...and my reading time.

Enjoy!

Speech Class

I'm taking COM 1101 this semester and finding that I love the homework more than the class itself... Odd, to say the least. To give you an idea, though, I was able to give an epic Informative Speech of Process on the German School of Fencing. Oh yes, my friends, oh yes. My teacher loved it, gave me a ninety-one, and told me the only thing I really could work on this semester would be making my vocals more dramatic. I share this masterpiece with you now.

Informative Speech of Process: German School of Fencing

P.S. Had to edit the stupid video code because it wouldn't open the video. Let me know if you have any problems.

My Publicly Posted Letter to the Amateur Arsonist at YHC

So, there have been a lot of early morning fire alarms around YHC lately. For reasons that will be explained in my following letter, this was not a terribly bright idea on the behalf of the arsonist setting fires and generally causing grumpy, blurry, zombie-like havoc. Well, unable to get back to sleep for the rage boiling within me, I did something about it. I wrote the following letter and posted it publicly, all over campus and on my door. I admit, I wanted the arsonist to come and try to set a fire near my door. I, personally, wanted to be justified in beating him with our fire extinguisher.

I received many compliments and an expression of mutual feelings from a lot of people. I even had an English teacher who requested that my roommate introduce us tell me that I had "a rapacious wit." It made up, somewhat, for the minute amount of sanity I lost by being repeatedly woken up in the early morning and then expected to go to class and function like a person, not the quasi zombie I really was.

So, here it is in its unabridged glory. It doesn't have the fancy script and stuff of the original...but I can't figure out how to upload a document, so, whatever.

Later.


Dear Amateur Arsonist,

Whilst considering your recent escapade, it occurred to me that you obviously had not thought through the situation. This is wildly apparent when one takes into account the constructive criticism I am about to give to you and which I sincerely hope you take to heart.

• At five a.m. in the morning people’s minds have not fully awakened. Only the most primitive and rage filled portions are functioning. For example, at five a.m. I could design a fully functioning replica of a guillotine but could not understand the definition of mercy.
• Thus, one can concur that there are now three entire buildings whose occupants would love nothing more than to see your entrails become extrails.
• Furthermore, if at five a.m. in the morning you have nothing better to do than disturb the sleep of your peers, you need to attend to your love life.

In conclusion, if you are lucky enough not to be found out for this incident, I highly suggest that you consider retirement from your life of crime.

Warmest (and I do mean Warmest, searing even) wishes,

Angela Harkins

Countdown To New Moon

MTV Movie Awards | Twilight: New Moon

PLATFORM 9 & 3/4!!!!!!!!!

Alright, sorry it took this long, creatures. My computer battery died when I first tried to post this. Hopefully I'll have time to get this up before I have to leave to go to the London Dungeon.

Wicked

Went to see Wicked last night. it was the best show I've ever seen. I'm totally carrying a flame for Fierro (sp?) now. The British actor who played him was very, very fine. I Watched the Lion king the day before that and it was also completely awesome. It was my favorite disney movie as a kid.

We went to the GLOBE!!! yesterday. I love that place. I very seriously considered hiding out there so I could stay for the rest of time. Actors were onstage practicing for Romeo & Juliet. It was so funny when they opened the stage doors because you could tell they hadn't expected us to be there. They had to do some crazy yoga stuff and then learn the dance in the opening scene. It was very good practice for them. After the tour with our awesome and pregnant guide, we went to the gift shop and I bought a feather quill, gold ink, and buttons with quotes from Shakespeare's plays including butnot limited to a pretty piece of flesh. (If you grammar nazi me for that sentence *shakes fist*). My friends and I then broke off from the group to go to cafe in the crypt where we had lunch and I bought a cool dragon shirt. then we went to drury lane (*singing* do you know the muffin man, the muffin man?) to wait for our next theatre tour. A couple guys freaked us out asking for money so we went in the theatre a half hour early. The guides there were crazy and kept switching out to go put on funny costumes and pretend to be someone else. The theatre is supposed to be haunted, but I told the guide we were unlikely to be scared because we lived in a college that was haunted by about fifty different ghosts. Rehearsals for Oliver were going on. so, we peeked in on them.
We went to the flea market and back to the hotel for a nap before dinner. We were a bit late for the time we were going to go to dinner, but we still left in plenty of time to make it to Wicked.

And now we've come full circle.

I haven't put up any pics yet. Sorry!

Later luvs.

to KC: I'm only here for spring break.

to Effie: I haven't gotten a hang over *glare* in fact, the pina colada after I got off the flight helped clear the headache I had from the stupid flight.

London Calling!

Hey people and creatures,

I am now in london. Want to know what four hours ahead of your time is like? Well, it doesn't know either. It rains a little bit off and on. BUT THERE ARE TONS OF PIGEONS! I suspect there will a reenactment of Alfred Hitchcock's Birds at any moment. Though, admittedly, Londoners seem well equipped to deal with them. All of their houses are outfitted with hundreds of little barbs to keep birds from roosting on ledges and roofs.

The flight was as good as could be expected. Sitting for 7 hours should be a competitive sport of some kind.

Alcohol just isn't my bag. White Wine: Awful. Guinness: Awful. Pina Colada: Passable. I think I'll just save my money for cool stuff like foreign trinkets.

I have some pictures, but I haven't uploaded them yet.

Next time, all!

"It's been a while since you've come around" (Are You the One?-The Presets).

It's been a while since I've posted. So, Thanksgiving was good, Christmas was good, and New Year's was good. I think that about covers it. Lol, I'm just kidding. I dragged Liz out to my Mammaw's for Thanksgiving and we had a blast. She fits in with the crazy there quite well. Then Liz and Steph came and stayed for near a week after Christmas and through New Year's.

I even met a dude from Ireland and we've been emailing. I have wicked good karma.

I cut Efiie's hair, and it looks quite good. I shan't say anymore until Mugen sees it. Got a few low lights in my hair as well as a trim.

Finally got The Name of the Wind back. I can't repeat enough how much I love that book. I wish it were longer...even though it's somewhere near 800 pages. I can't wait for the next book!

Gotta go find some food now.

Later!

Look at my new picture!

Cashweet. I love that picture. It makes me look like the prodigal tree person. Patrick Rothfuss isn't the only one with an impressive black and white picture! Who says nothing productive comes of wasting time climbing a tree? Actually.... I don't think anyone ever said that. Good, cuz they would have been wrong. TREES ARE THE BEST THING IN THE WORLD!!

You know, I meant to take a nap....that didn't pan out. I'll try and catc one before dinner, I guess.

Well, I'll post the picture here for your viewing pleasure... Alrighty, that's done. It'll be at the top. So, if you're reading this, it's already there! Like magic!

blarg, i should probably go to band...

later

Hello all

This week has been odd. It was a mixture of bad and good. My car became a parking lot statue for a while before my dad could come to replace the battery, I burned my finger pretty egregiously causing a lot of sub par flute and piano playing, I wrote a not so splendid paper, and I got two B's on my piano repertoire pieces. Still, I'd have to say the good stuff pulled this week into the "pretty decent" category. Perhaps that's my four hour nap talking. Still, I got caught up on my favorite author's blog, I learned an awesome insult from said blog (insipid, feckless, witfucked pog), I'm going to get to sleep in late on Friday because two of my classes were canceled, and I got a nice compliment today. I was waiting for a recital practice I didn't know had been canceled when one of my fellow music majors told me that I was her favorite performance at the last recital. Awesome. We talked for a while and I was telling her how I had only had one practice with the accompanist for the next recital and she said something to the effect of "Don't worry. You'll be really awesome and everyone (the other music majors) will hate you for it." Oddly enough, that warmed the cockles of my heart.

So, Aural Skills and Band might obliterate my good mood tomorrow, but for now I'm happy. At least, I was until I started thinking about the "talking to" my Aural skills and band teacher always gives us. I work really hard, and he makes me feel crummy. Blarg. I don't think he's really talking to me. Mostly I think this because the other day he said teaching me was one of the best things about him having taken the job at YHC. That's an awesome compliment. He also usually bothers me while I'm practicing to compliment my playing. It's a good bother, though slightly embarrassing. Okay, terribly embarrassing. I really have no idea how to take compliments well. I never feel like I especially deserve them.

Oh, anyway, I actually had a reason for this post. I was taking a "What's your inner animal?" quiz and found it oddly accurate. So here is my result.

Owl

Animal: Owl. Name: Kaira Personality: you’re not the prettiest person around but when people look at you they still go ‘wow.’ You look out for people from the outside. People some times don’t like being around for you can have a bit of ‘know-it-all’ attitude. You don’t really mind that they don’t hang around with you. You like to watch from the background and if something happen your there to help. Wish: Your wish is to one-day write your own book. You want people to see how smart you really are and for them to recognize your full potential as a person. Friends: You have a few good friends, and maybe one or two enemies. You don’t really meet people, so you don’t have much of a relationship with anyone. But that doesn’t stop you from caring for them and wanting to help if they get hurt. Color: You like forest colors, like green, brown and blue. Stone: Peridot. Hobbies: You should read, write or paint. Things that have to do with improving yourself. Maybe you should try training your strength, you focus a lot of energy on your mind, which is good, but you also need to work your physical strength. Quote: “Believe in the wonderful power that is the human mind.” –Quote that I read somewhere. “Most of the important things in the world have been accomplished by people who kept on trying even when there seemed to be no hope at all.” –Another quote I read somewhere. “I’d rather be a nerd then someone intellectually challenged.” –Quote by me.

Well, I should probably attempt to go to sleep. I have an Aural Skills test tomorrow and a computer quiz. I hate Aural skills tests, but oddly enough, I really love the computer quizzes. It's just vocabulary, and I have to type in the correct words for the definition. Still, it makes me feel all accomplished because I can study perfectly for this kind of quiz. Because of this, I get through the quiz at lightning speed, and I always make a 100%. It gives me a little lift for the rest of the day.

Before I go, if anyone wants to come see me perform, I have recital this Friday at 4 pm in the recital hall, a concert Saturday at 8 pm in the auditorium (I have a solo), and a full band concert November 18th at 8 pm.

Later.

P.S. You should all go read Patrick Rothfuss's blog "The Good Life." It is so awesome and true.

I'll leave you with my comment from Rothfuss's last blog. FYI, his book was just released in German.

"Along with winning over Germany, impressive, I wanted to let you know you're also slowly but surely winning over the small town of Blairsville, Georgia, admittedly slightly less impressive.

Still, you should know I am helping you to take over the world. To prove it, here is a copy of the email I just received from the librarian at my high school. (I volunteered there all through high school).

"Angela,

I hear you are an AP Scholar! Hooray for you. Also, I got a call from ____ at the Book Nook, and he told me about a new fantasy (The Name of the Wind) that was highly recommended by such people as Ursula Leguin, Terry Brooks, and Angela Harkins. I rushed right down and bought a copy and plan to read it over the break.

Hope you and Stephanie are doing great at YHC (my college)."

...I could have edited out the part about me being an AP scholar. But hey! I'm an AP scholar, and the only perk I get is being able to say that.

So, I shall shout it to the world as we conquer them!!!!!!!!

muahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha


(awkward pause)


Well, alright then. Bye!"

Fall Break

So, though fall break is but two days and the weekend, I believe I will take a foray into the wild as I've been tempted to do since I began toddling about. There was always the appeal of it being some sort of Spartan rite of passage. Honestly though, it feels like we've all fallen into an invisible cage. Blarg, it's hard to describe. Sometimes, though, it feels as if all of the mythical races were really just humans once upon a time, and we've smooshed it all out of ourselves. Every fall, it seems as if I'm an elf or whatever again. I just want to take off into the woods and cause random mischief, never really allowing anyone to see me again... Who knows, maybe I could even write that epic quest novel I've been meaning to get to. Seriously though, I was unbearably close to leaving society this weekend. *Sigh* It's not like I don't have all of the supplies necessary.
1. Sword
2. Bow
3. Extreme whimsy and curiosity
4. Nagging since of a higher purpose/quest for a quest

If one day I'm not around anymore, don't panick; it just means I've finally found my way into tir na nog/Narnia/Alagaesia/Hogwarts/Arran/the-rest-of-the-extensive-list-of-imaginary-places-of-legend.

And so the quest of Angela began.

I can never do anything normal or easy, can I? I've already started breaking it to my family that I'm going to be a bard. For some reason, everyone's reaction is to offer another word for minstrel. My brother said bard and Stephanie said troubadour. Nope. Neither of those will do. A bard is more of a writer (shakespeare) and a troubadour is an actor. They are all similar, but minstrel suits me better... though tinker would also work, even if it doesn't have a definitive musical association.

Mayhap I'll go on grand adventures and be poor all the while, saving memory and money so that I may live richly when my youth fades. Whatever I do, I've known all along I couldn't live as others are wont to. I'm only truly happy when I do something amazingly abnormal.

Whatever I do, everything will be fine. Now I must go and plan the first of many adventures.

London's calling.

My YHC Computer Class

Woops! Turns out I have to create a new blog......... Anyway, here's the message anyway. If you want to go to my class blog, i have a link to it in my "Blogs i actually take the time to peruse" section.

Hey guys,

I know it's been a bit since I've written, but hey! Guess what! For extra credit in my computer class, I'm going to be posting on the blog every week. Pretty sweet when I get credit for a blog.

Anyway, not much else happening right now. My life is rife with homework, books, and movies. The library here has some really good movies that we can check out. Needless to say, Effie and I have already befriended the library ladies. We also integrated ourselves as the editors of the literary magazine... I wonder how that will go. We're still waiting to see if anyone else wants to join before we put up flyers for submissions. I should probably suggest flyers FOR getting people to join. Seriously...who is going to know about the literary magazine besides crazies like us?

Well, it's lunch time right now. I'm gonna go grab some food before I have to go practice my flute and piano and junk...

later

YHC Class Registration

Well, it was a stressful ordeal, but I have completed registration for the fall semester classes. I came out of it with a hefty 20 semester hour load, but I plan on dropping at least one three hour class. I'm just waiting to see which one it will be. It will probably be Honors Music Appreciation because I don't need an appreciation class as I am a music major. I will have to do some sort of project or whatever to keep my honors status (and money). If I'm not able to drop music ap (though I don't foresee this happening) I don't have to take any comp class, but I'm going to anyway right now because I think they will be fun. You know, Young Harris might make me have to have ridiculous AP scores to get credit, but as I did get the scores, I can exempt comp. I, comp II, and calculus. I'm planning on taking the comp classes anyway though. I'm weird like that. I'm still teetering on taking classes I don't have to take, though. I like English, but I have to have a world literature anyway. So, if I don't need to take any comp's, should I? I don't know, I'll work it out later. If I do keep both of my honors classes, though, I'll just take my computer class some other semester.

So, besides the ridiculously stresful event of registering, I had a pretty good time. We played some games, watched Mean girls (which was weird because more guys showed up to watch it than girls), and had a rave in my residence hall. Even registering was kind of fun. I think impressed/frightened the teachers with my extreme organization and forethought. I had my schedule that I had planned out for weeks all typed up and it had all four semesters on it to make sure I could get all of the classes I needed. It looked pretty professional too, so the one teacher finally asked me if I had made it myself. haha! I even heard the teachers helping with registration congregate and talk about how organized I was and how I "looked towards the future." It's weird having someone talk about you when you can hear them. I also impressed mr. defoor with my speed in scheduling because it took me about two seconds to put in most of my classes because I had worked out what time of day they all were in so that there wouldn't be any conflicts. I did take a little while to iron out some kinks because 2 classes I wanted weren't available. So, I'm not taking a PE this semester, but defoor was helping me, and he called and had another time slot opened for music theory so I could get my speech class that was at the same time as the other music theory class.

Anyway, it was all very exciting and I think I've reached a whole new group of people who can be just as frightened and impressed by my odd scheduling insanity and O.C.D. *shakes fist* Now I just wish they would tell me what the sophomore honors classes are so I can know what to not take right now! I hope they're 2 sciences and another English!!! I've already bothered my mentor again, asking her what they are and what I have to do if I drop my honors music appreciation to keep my honors scholarship and status.

On another note, my brother is moving to Valdosta :( My nieces are staying up here with their mom, and we're planning on letting them visit my dorm when I move in. You know, inspire them to greatness and whatnot. Also, (If it's alright with you, Effie) we were thinking they might spend the night with me one weekend. I can't wait to move in!!! We're already bidding on some furniture at the project curbside the school does. It's where kids who graduate donate the furniture they don't want anymore and we bid in a silent auction fashion. All the proceeds go to charity and the stuff is really cheap. It's good all around. So far, we're bidding a not so pretty but very comfortable corner chair and a glass and bamboo coffee table. If we win, it will cost us a whopping eleven bucks. I still need to get the fridge and the air purifier though. blarg, expenses. OOOH!!! Effie and I have a chance to go to Greece during the spring semester with the honors program!!! That will be cool. I'm still saving first and foremost for the Ireland trip, though. I have my passport now, too.

Well, I've bored even myself at this point. So I'll just go now.
Later.

So what's going on this summer?

Well, I went school shopping today. Goody's in blue ridge is having a super sale (tons of stuff is 70-80% off) and I'm pretty sure I've gotten all of the clothes I'll ever need. All under $300 too!!! Wooh! go cheap or go home!!! I took Steph with me, but she didn't find much. Ah! but earlier this summer, June 23rd to be exact, I went whitewater rafting down middle and lower Ocoee!! It was completely fantasmagorical!! The best part was when our guide was swept out on our very first rapid, which happened to have been a class 4, the highest class on that part of the river!! I ended up having to shout directions to get our group to paddle through the rapids. Sadly, my friend was swept out along with the guide, which freaked her out. Coincidentally, she didn't finish out the rafting with us. We tried to pull her back in our raft, but she was swept out too far away from us, and another raft got her instead. BUT IT WAS BLOODY WELL NOT FROM A LACK OF TRYING ON OUR PART!!! We paddled full force to her and almost had her in reach for one of the paddles. I also had to jump to the back of the raft to get the rescue rope, which is quite a thing to do, without getting thrown out, when going through a class 4 stretch.

So, we got out of the rapids and all of the other rafts were stopped. Each of the guides in the other rafts started shouting different directions at us trying to get us to the side of the river too. Eventually, I told them to stop shouting different directions and just told our group to paddle forward. So, when we finally made it to a stop with the other rafts, the guides were freaking out saying how awesome we were for making it down guideless when it was our first trip. yep *brushes off the shoulder* we were awesome. The other guides ragged on ours for getting thrown out. He was a little cut up too. Anyway, I pulled him in with my paddle after he floated down to where we were and then we got Liz back in our raft, but she only hit one more rapid with us before she decided to call it a day and head back to the sign in area.

I had a blast, though, and I hope to hit upper Ocoee next time. After all, if it's good enough for the Olympics, it's good enough to keep me entertained for at least a day!

Other than that, I put a lot of money in the bank for Ireland and college, etc. after spending a bunch on books. Needless to say, I also spent a considerable amount of time with my books. Oh yeah, and my niece Jenna turned 4 the day after my rafting adventure! I got her a beautiful puzzle of a castle and a flying unicorn... she's very into puzzles these days... scary.

On my AP exams, I got a 4 in Lit, a 4 in Lang, and a 5 in Calculus! It's pretty cool (Especially the 5!!!) but my mentor recommended I take the honors english anyway... *sigh* that sucks, but at least I don't have to take the stupid math placement exam or the actual math class!! Thank god, I would never get in my semester hours if i had to take another class. I already have 18 a semester just to get down the basics... blarg! A lot of them are music related though (duh, music major) which is cool, though it promises to be extremely difficult. Taking an aural theory class intimidates me, but I'm willing to give it a go. I do love music, after all, and I've tried to learn on my own. I get to take a piano class too!!! I love the piano!! I play a little already, but it's just what I've taught myself from sheet music. Speaking of college, I should go to bed so I can finish my preparations for the yhc START program...and also so I can wake up at an ungodly 7am in summer on Friday for the actual START itself.

later

Full moon, Full moon, Iiiit's a full moon!!!

The Scottish Festival was very eventful. I am officially a member of clan Douglas, Woooooh! So, this is how it went down. We (Stephanie, Liz, and I) went back to the Douglas Clan tent because that's the clan I'm a sept of. Anyway, we were there earlier that day, but when we went back there was a lady there partaking of the good stuff that the clans keep "hidden" in the back. That's right, it was alcohol. Seeing as our clan is awesome, it was even whiskey. So, the man running the tent asked if I was ready to pay my dues yet to become part of the clan. Truthfully, all the money I have is going to the Ireland trip fund except for what I need for books and then piffle stuff like food and souveneirs. I tell him as much. So, the lady asks what I would get for joining and he explains all about the games that go on around the world and how I could run a tent, wear tartans, hang out at the clan tents and get free food and shade and such, thus the lady offers to pay the fee for me!!!! Woo! go Liquor and sheer luck!!!

We also were unofficially adopted by clan cameron for no official reason and were pulled into the professional Scottish dancing. So Fun!!! the night before, however, we started some very wild, tiring, and fun dancing at the Hunting MacLeod concert. I still hurt all over from it, but It. Was. Totally. Worth. It.

Ooh, I also climbed the little waterfall at helton creek falls. Yeah, after all of that without getting hurt, I slip trying to wash my flip flops off in the water. *shakes fist* stupid flip flops.

I'm looking forward to college. At first it seemed overwhelming in the context of graduation and all the other crap that was going on. Now, though, it seems like a great oppurtunity to strike out on my own. Speaking of, Steph, looks like we need to request to room together now that it looks like Liz is either going to Reinhardt or we're going to have her as a guest on weekdays. We need to email Sharon Huffman who I believe is the one that takes care of housing. So, I'm gonna go send her my email. Let me know when you send yours.

Later, all.

Fireflies

Why does a firefly burn so brightly in the deepest gloom? Out of Love? Hunger? Fear? No, these are effects and not causes. Only Loneliness and Hope could lead the firefly on a fool mission to light the world. So, the firefly shines in the night when Loneliness leads to Love, secretly sending out a message for the world to see: I am alone, but I am here. For a speck of time, he is not Solitary as he winks in a field of shining eyes, all weeping the same song. But what of Hunger, as it lights a cold fire in the shadows? Both speak the same words, though one savors more bitter on the tongue. Yet, the lock inside cannot be opened as each key tried scrapes long gouges on steel it was not meant to fit. Fear leads to Hunger, Hunger to Fear. Thus, the glow worm goes a glowing, warning of the toxicity inside. The blind jester Hope leads on, twirling, spinning, screaming, never looking at the ground or sky, alight with fireflies.

So burn, burn, unto the night,
As scared souls go searching.
Cold fire lighting up our eyes
as they stick in the sky: a warning.

So, this is 18, eh?

So, I'm 18.......yeah. It's not terribly different. I mean, I could go buy cigarettes (digusting), register to vote (ridiculously small amount of time to go do so considering the elections aren't even until nov.), or get a tattoo ($13 as Dakota points out but, sadly, forbidden by my mom). I went to go get a passport yesterday, but I had to have my certified birth certificate which my family was supposed to get forever ago. I thought my dad had gotten it recently, but I don't know. It's not really that hard to get, though. I can just go to the probate court which is just up the stairs from where I have to get my passport. It will cost me another $10, however, those sheisters. They're really sticking it to me with all this nickel and dime stuff. I JUST WANT TO LEAVE THE COUNTRY!!!! YOU SHOULD BE HAPPY!!!!! I think everyone should focus less on the illegal immigration issue and look into this. Seriously, I think people would be less pissed about people coming into the country if it were easier to leave.

*sigh* I'm not looking forward to airport security. I think I might enter a drawing for a free flight. It covers one $1,000 roundtrip ticket or 2 $500 roundtrip tickets. It's cutting it close, though, because i have to have completed the trip by 6/30/09. I'll probably end up using all my points on the $100 drawing. I have a better chance at it.

I miss Liz. She hasn't texted back yet.

I put in an application at the dollar store. It seems like it would be an okay job. It definitely has to be better than my last "official" job at McDonald's. I hate looking for jobs sometimes because, after you take all of the time to fill out an application, that's when you know they're not going to hire you. Oh, it's not because they tell me that or anything, no, that would be preferable. It's kind of like being blown off very badly on a date. For example, I went to apply at Grinds and Glazes last year.
Cashier: "We're out forms, but you can write everything down on this order ticket."
Me: yeah, I'm sure that's the first place the manager will look for new employees especially since enough people have applied to make you run out of forms. "Thank you." *fills out ridiculous form without hopes of job*

Sadly, that is not the worst one. I applied at Muffy's Mountain burgers once. There was no application, some lady just asked questions and wrote it down.
Waitress: "Name?"
me: "Angela Harkins"
Waitress: "Age?"
me: "Whatever age I was at the time."
Waitress: "What are you applying to be?"
me: "A waitress."
Waitress: "OKay, that's all I need."
Me: "O.o ?!?!?!?! You don't need my phone number?"
Waitress: "OH. Yeah."

Looking back, I'm pretty sure I just got the shaft from someone who didn't want me to work there for some reason (didn't want to lose her job because she was clearly an ass? saving a job for someone else, also an ass?) or maybe she just didn't have the testicular fortitude to tell me I was too young. Nope, she just wasted a colossal amount of my time.

Anyway, the rendezvous in a dark alley with my memories wasn't really so I could get that punch in the face that I've been missing. I was just kind of pointing out that when I turned in my application it did not seem favorable. I really just gave it to the cashier to turn into the manager. It always goes better if you see the manager yourself. Oh well.

As much as I don't want to work my ass off for the summer, I need a job. If things go as I want them to, I'll have to pay for the remainder of a friend's college tuition. Not to mention that I'm still saving for Ireland because I've learned I can't really count on anyone else over an extended period of time. Yeah, that sucks, but I haven't let it jade me. I understand what they're using the money for. They're in complete denial to the fact that they won't be able to help me out, though. Whatever, the less I have to count on someone else who is unlikely to help, the better.

On the bright side, I just made some of the best (and spiciest) eggs ever. Mmmmmmmmm..........jalapeno eggs! Well, I'm off to eat said delicious concoction.

Later.

Tales from Bookland

So, I just read a book called The Name of the Wind by Patrick Rothfuss and It. Was. Awesome. Because of AP I can't enjoy bad writing like I used to. Thankfully, Rothfuss has made a wonderfully written book that happens to be a great fantasy as well. Krieger, you need to start teaching this in class. There hasn't been a single person I know of that has read this and disliked it. It has topped every book list out this year. These are the reasons I took a chance on it with my limited book funds when Jeff told me about it. I hope both Jeff and Rothfuss enjoy the free advertising I'm giving out to my less than sane crowd. Oh and if you have doubts as to whether or not you are a part of this crowd, if you are reading this then you are a part of the crazy.

Anyway, not so happily, my friend was kicked out of her mom's house without warning and whisked away to live with her dad. It looks as if she won't be coming to college with us at YHC, but we're fighting that desperately. I'm trying to convince her to get off the high horse and let us help her out. I guess like Rothfuss says though, "Pride is a funny thing especially when you have nothing else." Okay, so that's not a direct qoute, but it would have been had I not foisted the kickassery of NOTW upon Stephanie.

Sadly, the next book doesn't come out until next year T_T. It's not so bad, though, as it gives me time to replenish my book fund. That's right, I've spent all of my book money... again. I blame Andrea for this. I was supposed to meet her in town to give her the rest of the money she was to get from playing at the Blairsville Mountain arts thing and she couldn't get a hold of me to tell me when she was in town. Okay, you get better cell reception in Hell than you do at my house, that's why I asked her to give me a rough estimate so I could be in town when she called. So, she left town even though I got there early, and consequently, I had to wait at the booknook for three and a half hours. This isn't strictly Andrea's fault, but that doesn't change the weight of my wallet. I bought Drowned Wednesday, Peter and the Starcatchers, a Michelin map of Ireland, and ordered a 100th anniversary illustrated edition of Peter Pan. Not to mention the copy of Breaking Dawn that I've been on the list for forever. Them's the breaks.

Speaking of slang. Stephanie has never heard "foot the bill." I thought that was weird. Another of my friends has heard it but has no idea what it means. So, I'm going to make a poll to see how many people actually knows what it means. In other words, don't spoil it by blabbing the meaning in a comment to me. Thank you.

Well, I'm off to make my little quiz...


Okay, after making the quiz I realized how different people's thinking patterns can be. My brother could just not comprehend how to help me make a wrong answer for that question which was still plausible. Thanks again AP teachers. I think I'm just now realizing the value of actually teaching us how to think as opposed to shoving meaningless work at us. For example, I may not remember the first fundamental theorem of calculus, but I'm never going to forget how to slog through something as horrible and long as an AP calculus exam. Blargh, on second though, maybe you guys should thank us for not barfing all over you after those beastly exams. Just kidding. Well, I'm really off now.

I'M TOO YOUNG TO DIE!!!!!!!!........urgh, graduate

So, tomorrow's the day of the party for 2,000 of our closest friends and family (aka graduation) and I'm tripping harder than a granny meeting a snow cone at the top of the stairs. Graduation is one of those things that everyone likes to look back on, but the trick is surviving it in the first place. Anyway, I don't have to play for the procession anymore, but I still have to give my saludatorian speech. Shh, though, it's "top secret." I'm not supposed to let anyone near it except for batchelor. I wouldn't be surprised if they set up a self destruct button while I wasn't looking so it will explode if someone other than me or batchelor touches it.

Well, I've been doing random crap to distract myself. First, I looked up celtic tattoos to see what I want to get when we go to Ireland. So far, I like the double dragon tattoo on Krieger's celtic tattoo site, but not really anything else.



I have a year to decide. Guess what else I have a year to do. Learn Gaelic! I'm just learning a few phrases and it's very hard trying to get the right pronunciation. I finally learned how to say Caed Mile Failte, though.

AHH!!! I CAN'T TAKE THIS!!!!!!! I'm gonna go find some other way to distract myself. Maybe a book or my plants or random violence, something of that nature. Plus, I have to practice my speech at some point. Now would be a great time for a chasm to open up and swallow me for a day or so.

Slan.