Writing, writing, writing.Schoolwork schoolwork schoolwork.
Writing writing writing.
Carrot, carrot, carrot.
Ice cream ice cream ice cream.
Writing, writing, writing.
Kai leaving, Kai leaving, Kai leaving.
At least I'm really good at writing hiragana and katakana now.
Finished Econ with a 99. Niemi is being freakish again, his head being filled with "sophist argumentation" and whatnot. He's in Malibu with the Debate team. I hope they win. They really are awesome.
Hm, so I woke up this morning first, kitty-less. Or would it be "kittyless"? Or "kittiless"? Something.. The point is, ChristoFUR was not warming my tummy or suffocating me. Second, my mum told me to hurry up and get ready because Grandma and we were going to lunch and grocery shopping.
Third and worst, I woke up to the first day of Kai being gone. I keep feeling the darkness of depression trying to seep in. I'm fighting it.
Fighting, fighting, fighting.
We ended up going to La Pinata, except not, because it needs a ~ over the n and also the La Pinata in our area is La Pin-squiggle-ata 2. Yes, I know the real name for said squiggle, but I just like saying "squiggle", thanks.
Pork, beans, cheese (and some random mild peppers and onions that burned my throat viciously) all wrapped in a too-crispy flour tortilla. Their burritos are huge, I swear.
I didn't really feel up to shopping. I got another hat order from a random waitress, and that made me want to sew--and that made me realise I have no time, as I must first get my school stuff straight to not be an Epic Fail and miss out on a year of college, even though that is where I am supposed to be. But I don't like making things easier, now do I?
I was dropped off.
Listened to the Alternative Music channel on TV. Made a huge list of every artist I heard, which I'd post here if only I had not not-capitalised them.
And I finished Econ. And started the process of disgusting repetition to practice Japanese for my final this week. It really does help.
See?
..This reminds me this was the only picture I took today that means anything. Oh well.
I really miss Kai. It is only his first day back, too. And sadly the mysterious disappearances are beginning, which I'll have to get used to again, without the added pain of darkness. Because that is just stupid.
I have decided to add a new part to my entries. A to-do list. Those are fun, hm?
To-Do List:
+Finish Kai's mum's friend's pillow
+Drop off said pillow
+Bake Matt his late-as-hell birthday cupcake
+Drop off said cupcake
+Make it to school without keeling over
+Japanese: PAY ATTENTION AND PRACTICE. And this does not mean repeating everything Miyu tells me to. At least when Takada-sensei isn't asking me.
+Study for the Japanese final with Angie on Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, and Friday, if possible
+Take said Japanese final
+Go see Niemi and be afraid of his surprise for me (which I really hope is an acceptable pass for Chemistry--or at least the labs) and also remind him that I need to have my transcript updated and sent to CSUMB and CSUS by Friday. Because I doubt that even though the deadline is the first, they will take it on a Sunday.
+Rush to Music, with my tail between my legs, and mumble some excuse for not practicing bass much (poor Skittles, she hates dust--not Dustin) and ask for the final
+Take said final
+Send in transcript to colleges
+Go to eye appointment--do not blind self or stab eyes out before then
+Take more pictures
+DO NOT STRESS
..It's short, no?
..No.
Love and other indoor sports (like extreme kitty Scotch-tape-dancing),
Blue Disastrous
After the movie, we went to BN across the parking lot, which was hectic as usual. Which is why I stole a piece of Matt's cookie without his notice. Much. MY COOKIE.
Soon we found out that love does exist in every creature..
..and that, indeed, It DOES Fit.
Exciting, no?! Apparently not, as a random old guy with a random fluffy snickerpoodle glared at our enthusiasm. Sheesh. What a party pooper.
At the end of our visit, we began making faces at our parents, who were talking and talking.. and talking, and talking, and talking..
After THAT whole eventful day, I went to spend what was left of the evening with Kai. Except then we got hungry. So, on to Savemart! Where I successfully stole many pictures with my camera that no one heard turning on, and Kai always would make a face at this. Like so.
I think he secretly likes being a supermodel.. What do you think? An awkward self-check-out later, we went back to his house to make our delicious meal.. of chikkin nuggets shaped like dinosaurs. This picture is before the watering hole was added, but you get the idea.
Boredom.. Mistaking Kai's knee for cake.. and then getting a message from Mum telling me it was time to leave. Figures.
Another day, another adventure. I'm not quite sure WHY we went to the Modesto mall.. Was it coming back from Aunt Nancy's on New Year's fiiiirst day? Something like that. It was a fun day, that's all I remember. We got some knock-off Fantasy Belts and Sixlets and Runts from the candy store, where we found these excellent Gummi Red Lobsters.
Later that day, or maybe it was the next day, or some day.. Er, anyway, we got around to watching the Notebook, which successfully made me cry a few times. In this romantic mushy mood, we decided, at Kai's suggestion, to make dinner together. It was amazing, especially for two people who had no clue what they were doing.
You know, that was a really great week. I did get to see Kai a lot, AND get out of the house for once. It also started our obsession with Pokemon cards, and drained my wallet (okay, pocket) of 60$ for said cards. Yes. That is obsession. Constant runs to different Targets and even Krier's for new cards.
All that week, my mum and I were staying at Aunt Nancy's. Jamie was there too, and she brought her cat, Faith, who seriously had a good kitty attitude. And she too had a drunk picture. Why do all cats start out their photoshoots this way?
Several shots later, I was bored, she was tired. And then Mum and I left to go back home.
So, recently I have applied for a job at Edible Arrangements. The head lady, Luba, emailed me back. I got a mini interview and a training session. It was seriously fun, and in my opinion, that is the best job a teen can get starting out. Yay! I get to save for a car!
The 17th was Matt's 17th birthday! Yay! Poor guy, his plans for his birthday were cancelled, so I went to hang out with him the day before. I swear, when we're together hilarity and disaster ensues. Ha, AVPM reference. Anyway, anything serious turns into a joke, and everything that is meant to be funny is made drastically important. Such as this paint can. Matt decided to wrangle it himself. Brave, brave Matt. Does he look like he's joking to you? ..Well, maybe.
The stairwell on Sears' bottom floor, outside in the parking garage that's fit for a horror movie, has become our spot. Talking about our latest news, complaining about rules, and scaring random customers about to go into the store--that's just what we do. While I was contemplating sliding down the rail (again), the birthday boy got some random gold paper from his pocket and made us matching cranes. CRANES. I mean, other than those awesome talented Asians, who can DO that kind of thing? Right, he's adopted Asian. Excuse me.
Before we had to leave, we traipsed on over to the other shopping center, with JC Penny's home store and Cost Plus, World Market. I love going to both of those places, naturally, as random foreign sweets and artifacts intrigue me, and I'm going nutty about preparing to decorate the studio in the summer, which is sadly still many months away.
Much to the JC Penny home store saleslady's annoyance, we sat our butts on every chair we could find. And stayed. It drove her nuts. But this chair was pretty cool. It rocks. Literally.
This picture was an afterthought, as we were both getting tired and wanted to go to the park by his house to do some art (yay for cool, fresh air).
On the way down the double staircase I saw these clocks all over the wall in the back. I NEEDED a picture. the one on the veeery bottom right, the cut-off spokes with mirrors, was the best clock ever. But I decided, at 250$, it wasn't THAT cool.
He is a tree! Or maybe, is he trying to hug air? Super-vegan? Nah. He's a tree.
And at the end of the day, I was dropped off--though Matt wanted to see ChristoFUR. The kitty wasn't too happy. All in all, it was a fun day.
And what have I been doing since then? ABSOLUTELY NOTHING. Well, that's a lie. I have been working almost non-stop on my Econ work and getting all caught up school-wise so I can send my updated transcript to the colleges. I'm really cutting it close..
