Spring Break has been...less productive than I had hoped for so far. OH WELL. I've had an enjoyable couple of days and intend to get cracking on some costuming starting tonight/tomorrow.

Last Friday's classes dragged on foreverrrrr. I was silly and stuck around for my four thirty French class. There were four of us, and we didn't speak a word of French. wtffff. But I was rewarded with a good drive, super hot business time when I made it home, and encountering wizards in a downtown pub, HUZZAH.

The weekend was spent spazzing over Eva 1.11 (I need the next movie); laughing far too much over Munchkin playing Flower on Joey's PS3; getting to see missed friends and fambly, too briefly due to girly time blahs of every sort (no wonder- yeah, I'll have the wahmbulance cart me away in the future); and devouring not-so-cupcake-flavoured cereal while being retarded over True Blood with the bfflolz. Also, gullible =/= green beans. BU

Today was my first day of jury duty. Whooooo. I spent ninety-five percent of the eight hours I was there reading or doing homework, but I did meet a lovely English professor who spoke French, and a grey-haired Mexican tried to convince me to dye my hair with Kool-Aid until the hairdresser next to us started arguing with him. TIME WELL SPENT. Ugh. At the very least, half of my J2113 homework is out of the way, and I'll have Ender's Game done before lunch tomorrow.

As for this evening, I will be bathing a kitty, loving on my over-worked boyfriend, and then having a fangtastic extremely queer night with Lolashly. Because steak + Twilight for adults with her > going to see Flogging Molly with whatever practical strangers I could gather up. ...but keep touring until I can finally see you, k, guys?

Okay, really, it's been over a week, body. You can go back to being normal temperature now. Effffff. I really can't miss any more school, so no matter what I'm going to be at my classes for the rest of the week. I think I can last for four days.

One of the worst parts about all of this is that I feel like I've been eating non-stop without being able to exercise at all. Blaaah. And I haven't achieved anything cosplay-wise. Spring Break motto: If I'm not sleeping (or in jury duty), I am working. RAWR.

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I really hope I'm not slammed too hard with make-up work. It doesn't seem like I should be, but maybe my teachers had some surprises that aren't in their syllabuses.

About the only thing I've accomplished aside from keeping up with homework has been finishing a re-reading of Lolita by Vladimir Nabokov. Not going to write a rambling review, but I will say it felt different the second time around. I found myself sympathizing far more with Dolores, but H.H. will always be monstrous and wonderful. Nabokov's writing is gorgeous (I'd really like to read his works in Russian someday), and it was nice not to have to consult a dictionary for all of the French bits. Mostly it made me miss my bfflolz. Aside from sleep, you are the only distraction I am allowed from costuming over the break, honeybabes.

Also, we went to see the new Alice movie on Saturday. It was great to see people again, even briefly. Cody put together a great Mad Hatter costume and was bombarded by teenage girls asking for photos with him. XD The movie itself was entertaining and very, very pretty. I love the actors' performances for the most part, mainly Mia Wasikowska (fun name!) and Helena Bonham Carter.

Buuuuh. I'ma go take some more meds and catch some sleep.

JOHNNY IS CUT WHOOOO. Every time I look at or touch that fabric, I get a shiver from the impending sexy/hilarity. Is it odd that between Eelai and Johnny, I'm probably going to feel less comfortable dressed as a smoking hot lady in skimpy clothing than a skeezy, bare-chested, and extremely muscular dude? Me oh my.

My knee has started being a bitch again. It feels like there is a needle stuck deep enough to penetrate bone. Health insurance, come back so I can go to the doctor and HOLY SHIT I'M AN INDIAN. 8U I forget sometimes that I finally got my CDIB card and can use the Native American facilities. Huzzah! If it gets much worse, I may look into this, though I've heard horror stories for the most part.

Today is another lazy day. After being home yesterday to see mon avocat, it seems strange to be back in Norman for one day. I'm dying to be back in Tulsa. I feel a productive weekend ahead of me, oooh~ Sword fighting and cosplay and possibly VANDALISM.

Plus this Sunday is the one year eight month mark (yes I keep count, cram it) of my steamy romance with a Robert Downey Jr. lookalike, a thing to celebrate indeed. ♥

God, I'm in such a good mood today. Probably from giving in this morning and having an affair with the Doctor (oh tasty, syrupy soda, never leave my side!). So I'm going to go enjoy two and a half hours of freedom before the most boring class ever must commence. We have an exam in there on Monday, and I have no idea what it will be over since the instructor spends about ninety percent of our class time going off on tangents. Efffffff.

Also, how can one person get so much entertainment out of a shiny, rainbow slap bracelet? Not only is it a flashy accessory, it can be facial hair and multiple outrageous exhibits of botched plastic surgery. AND THE NOISE. I LIVE FOR THE NOISE. ...I blame all of those drugs I accidentally swallowed as a child.

Dear Relationship Gods (and the World in General),

I have the best boyfriend ever in the history of everything. He is a great cook, awesome at teh smex, and makes the most comfortable pillow possible. I am lucky to have been found by a romantic interest with whom I can spend the day lazing around, watching the same comfort movies, yelling anime-related quotes at the top of my lungs, and being absolutely ridiculous without worry. ♥

Gratefully,
Me.


Hope everyone is having a happy Valentine's Day, or just a good day in general. Well, I guess technically a good night, now, but whatever.

And, taste-wise, rose-flavoured cake is the best thing ever, and M&Ms are infinitely better with Gene Simmons's face on them. And bubble tea is really not that bad after getting used to it. JUST FYI.

Thankfully I only have about one-hundred fifty-ish pages left of re-reading, and then I can move on to going over my notes thoroughly and labeling everything to find it quickly for tomorrow.

It's sort of nice that it is open book, open note, but less so when we have six different texts to work from that all cover small portions of the same thing and overlap to include certain details but go on in other that might not be mentioned elsewhere. Errrgh. I'm just going to make it through my last bit of reading, spending some time thinking on these things and making sure I can recall certain facts or at least where to find them, and then give my brain some time to recharge. I'm sick of having nightmares about this class. You can do your best to make me feel small in your classroom, sir, but stay the hell out of my dreams. DX

Today has been decent. Classes have flown by, and in Chinese we took a field trip to have free Asian food, omnomnom. I wound up not eating, but it was nice to not have a real class.

Also, my French instructor pulled me aside to tell me I would be a good candidate for a French major and to switch from Chinese as soon as possible, which I am really considering. I'm also reconsidering pursuing a dual degree in something like Journalism, just in case, but maybe not. I'll think on it.

In the leadership class, we learned a bit about Jung-Myer's Briggs types (another nerdy thing that interests me far too much). I am and always have been an ENTP and was the only one in the class. There were multiples of pretty much everything else, and a lot of ESFJ people. Weird. We took each section at a time, splitting in two groups by letters (like E to the left, I to the right, and then to the next two, etc.). There were only three P people, including me, in the entire fifty-something student class. 8D; They said that in previous classes, there had been no P people at all.

The way the instructor spoke about himself and his wife being exact opposites and cited specific instances made me think of Joey. He's an ISFJ (maybe not totally accurate if you get bored half way through, but I think it fits him pretty well), and there are a lot of times when being complete opposites really does show, and also how the different aspects all work with one another. ( FOR EXAMPLE )

TL;DR: I'm pretty bitchin' by myself, but Joey possesses a lot of good qualities that I don't have, and I think that even though we are fairly different in how we see the world, we make a really good potential sitcom couple match. ♥

I wonder if I'm not more of an INFP or something when it comes to the classroom environment, and that's why I'm so shy and afraid of sounding stupid? HMMMMM.

ANYWAY. Off to studying, whoo~ Let's get this OVER WITH.

p.s. - Monster dubbed was not spectacular, but I am still happy to get to see it again. Original Japanese and/or manga is better by far, but if this is the only way a person can access such an amazing show, so be it.