Making this photobook as a present for my boss really made me realize that she’s retiring, and I’ll be graduating this year. Neither fact really seemed real to me until now, but somehow, putting all these pictures from the last twenty years together for her seemed to make it more clear. No more summers working under her and her crew. Only one and a half more semesters of slogging through assignments and being around the people I care about here at the college.
I rather want to cry.
Taht awkward moment when you figure out that Tumblr’s bookmarks system doesn’t actually work T:
Unsurprising, since it’s technically not an actual part of the system (it’s part of missing E, right?) but … yeah. Just spend the last, like, hour bookmarking stuff. And now I have to go through and bookmark them onto my browser, which I would’ve done in the first place if my compy weren’t being so slow. Hrgh.
37. Rain makes my knees ache, my left much more than my right.
If I happen to have unfollowed people, I apologize!! It seems that Tumblr is acting stupid again and unfollowing people left and right. ;~;
I thought I was the only one D:
Uh-oh. Please let me know if this happens, okay? D:
ARGH. Re-reading the Redwall series has me feeling so ambivilant. Reading them all in order makes me happy, because it’s been YEARS since I was able to read anything decent in order, and it’s such an incredible series~ And then I remember that there won’t be any more. ;_; Hrgggggh.
Also, I need to try cordial of some kind. Seriously.
Enough of my shenanigans.
I didn’t even manage to get the story done for the school newspaper class (which I’ll likely drop, tbh), but meh. I’ll do it tomorrow. I have to spend three hours a week in that office, two of which are tomorrow. And that’s not including the fact that I’m the news editor, the comic I also have to draw, or anything else.
In short, fml. And oh yes, I work three days a week. ;_;
Meh. Done complaining. All will be well, provided I can force myself to be better about procrastinating this year. G’night, tumblr. XD
I hate living on the first floor. Mainly because stupid fucks think it’s okay to slam on my window in the middle of the night. And the constant fear of our window being broken into and our stuff stolen.
I need my moirail here to shooshpap me into not jumping out of the window after those fuckers. ;_;
So, tomorrow I leave for almost a week. I come back to the college on Sunday.
Normally I could just move in and arrange my new room, but they’re waxing the floors. Which means I have to pack everything into as-small-as-possible containers and leave them there. They’ll move them around as they wax.
It bothers me, because a) I like being organize when I get back from trips, and b) STRANGERS TOUCHING MY STUFF. So needless to say, I’m taking all my electronics and more important bits with me, along with my blankets (because blankets are a pain to move around and fuckno I am not risking wax on them).
Problem being, I leave at like 10 tomorrow and am not really packed yet. It honestly shouldn’t take much more than an hour or so to pack, since I doing my desk takes the longest (dear gog am I a packrat), so … meh. Luckily the room is RIGHT NEXT TO ME, so it won’t be a big deal. I’m just too lazy to do it tonight.
So I’ll get up and do it tomorrow. =D
That said, I love you all and shall miss you. :) IDK how active I’ll be able to be when I get back, as this semester is going to be killer, but~ ♥ Talk to you when I get back. :)
I am dissapoint
In myself. I’ve reblogged so much stuff lately, and I haven’t been writing or drawing as much as I should’ve, and there is literally a week until my summer is over.
;_; I’ve accomplished nothing this summer. ;_; I need to DO something.
Awesome Young Avengers fics make me want to write everything ever, but I need to go to bed. I feel so spastic lately. I can’t concentrate on ANYTHING, it feels like.
I want to write that crossover for Julie, but I just came across a Tommy/X-men crossover that makes anything I could ever write pale in comparison. HRGH. Oh, fiction. Why do you both discourage me forever and make me want to write. HOW DOES THIS DICHOTOMY EVEN EXIST. ;_;
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Oh noooooo … ;A; Can’t you rig the eraser end to work on pen settings until you can get a replacement?
Yeaaah. That’s working. But it’s awkward to use, and I worked until 6-7 today so I’m not even done the lineart yet, and I have to get up for 7, and and and ;_; I-I may just give her the sketch and finish the coloring when I get back Wednesday night (since the 10th is her actual birthday).
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Uwaaa!! We’re in the same time zone!! The internet makes the world so small. （^□^） Sounds like you should definitely make it an early night so you can be energized for tomorrow. Mondays require all the energy we can muster. >.>;;
EEEE! That almost never happens to me! XD So few people I talk to are in my time zone. Usually they’re way ahead, or at least an hour or two behind. :>
You know what the funny thing is? We’re not going to be doing ANYTHING tomorrow. XD Today was the big day, because we had to get guests out of the dorms, get everything OUT of those dorms, then check in 200+ kids, all within four hours. And tomorrow? We have to put out a handful of signs, check on the kids, and take the occasional phone call. Oh, and pick up mail for the kids. ;;;; So basically, nothing.
Which probably means that I’m just going to go back to my room and play Pokemon and/or nap. And maybe draw. But I still intend to go to bed early. :)
Guys, I’m too tired to draw. Or write. And I can usually do both even after pulling several all-nighters. So why am I so tired right now? It was just a ten-hour day. I’ve worked longer than this before.