Hooplah.Org A Story of Graceful Stumbles

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My computer has crashed. a FUCKING gain. There are no words for how pissed I am... I'm getting a whole fucking new computer, I don't care what they say. I have a fucking paper due on Monday... Why does the fucking thing always crash when I have a paper coming??? UUGGGHH. I'm on Jenn's computer, and she doesn't know... Yet....

Alan hasen't been online for about two days. I hope he didn't plan on talking to me this weekend, because now I can't.

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heheheheh, Michelle just spent the last two hours of her life braiding all of my hair! I am a reggae princess! (braids01(10122001), braids02(10122001), braids03(10122001), braids04(10122001), braids05(10122001).jpg, braids06(10122001).jpg, braids07(10122001).jpg, braids08(10122001), braids09(10122001).jpg, braids10(10122001).jpg, braids11(10122001).jpg, braids12(10122001).jpg, braids13(10122001).jpg, braids14(10122001).jpg, braids15(10122001).jpg, and braids16(10122001).jpg.)

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Mmm... A nice Friday with only one class, English. I have to write a paper over the weekend... And I'm stealing a topic from sociology class to do it with. Hehe. Arn't I clever.

It's been a week. A very long week... Actually, it'll be a week by 9 tomorrow morning. But still a week... A very long, nice week...

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Me and Jenn have been getting along wonderfully. I don't really want to examine the reasons why, because they're likely to make me angry again. In truth, nothing has really changed - we more or less just started over. We had a couple of more meetings with the RA that I chose not to bother myself with writing about here. Probably for the best in the long run. To give an example of how things changed, I had asked Jenn a good couple of weeks ago if Alan could stay here over night instead of having to get a hotel when he comes to visit me. She said no, because she didn't want to get in trouble for having a boy in the room past hours... This coming from a person who did this on many occasions herself, and although her he-guests did not stay the night, they were actively coming in and out of the room, with the door constantly open, and was many more times likely to get caught by an RA. Then, the other day, I was talking to Jenn about Alan, and she asked when he was visiting. I said sometime in November, and she said, "Oh, well, he can stay here." She then went on to say how she had a guy friend she wanted to stay at one point, too. But that doesn't matter. It was still awesome of her.

And, oh goody goody, my friend Michelle pressured me into buying another little froggy when I was buying Cleo a bigger thank and shit. The new one is named Sprite, because she is so much smaller than Cleo (just younger, won't end up being smaller, I'm sure.). Although, now, I wish I had named her Sulfur, or something. No real reason, it just struck me as a less common name. But, yeah. I'll take some pictures when I damn feel like it, because it's not as easy to move a 10 gallon tank as it is a 1 gallon tank, like the last one was. Not that I will move it... I was just able to move the 1 gallon tank on the table with me, which is the only reason why I took pictures.

I found out today that my sociology class was canceled for Friday for some sort of founders festival. Sort of a preview of homecoming weekend, I guess. My teacher had actually said that all classes would be canceled between 10 and 12, but when I got to my English class, my teacher did not so much as mention a canceled class, and even made plans for Friday. Sucks. The girl beside me had busted my bubble about it first, though, saying that she had heard in her University 100 class that it was the teacher's decision as to whether a class would be canceled. I sort of made the connection, because my sociology teacher had mentioned having to dress up on Friday for the festival. hehe. Must get film for my camera.

My direction has changed allot in the past month or so. I've decided that I'm not that satisfied with Radford's art department, which is what my major (Graphic Design) unfortunately falls under. I was tossing around the idea of transferring to VCU, but even though it is a HUGE art college and is closer to home, I don't really want to go there. Maybe for a graduates, but not for this. Then, the next option was Virginia Tech, which I have been tossing around somewhat. The only real problem being that I would probably have to live off campus, as they don't even have room with all the freshmen coming in. Although, me being a transfer student I may be able to pull off getting a spot, but I am not sure I want to do the whole "community bathroom" thing. I've been too spoiled by the suites Radford has. The next option is to become premajor here, and ride it out until my junior year starts, and then transfer somewhere and get an apartment nearby. Hopefully by then I'd be more comfortable with school and myself to live on my own and support myself at the same time. It'll be cheaper for my parents that way, and I'll be able to get my Gen Ed classes out of the way from a school that would be considered much easier to pass. Sounds like a plan to me, I guess. After that, I'll probably go to Tech.

Another change involves Alan. Honestly, I am not quite sure what to really make of it. In a matter of a couple of weeks (possibly a month now?) I went from finding out something hurtful and new, to beginning to accept it, to reforming a friendship, and then it has been raised to this new level. Or, it seems like it. Neither of us has spoken of it directly, really, but Alan has been working very hard on an e-mail explaining his thoughts. He said it would qualify as a "good" e-mail... Which is obviously, well, good. I'm getting a little anxious, but I know he's trying. Trying to communicate everything clearly as he feels them, and his effort is really sweet. Although, I think it's starting to do more harm on him than it's doing good... Today he was commenting on how difficult it was to write, and he left me with the comment that he was depressed. I'm concerned... and itching with curiosity! I told him he didn't need to write an e-mail, but he insisted.

I'm so proud of myself... I have a sculpture assignment (which I am so happy I got a freaking C- in that class, YES) already completed, and it's not due until the 16th. How awesome am I? As of right now, I believe I have an A in English, a D in sociology (will fix that - I've actually started reading stuff from the book! I'll be damned!), a F in geometry (got a 27 - I am dropping it, so I couldn't give less of a fuck), a F in University 100 (which I have stopped attending - going to accept the F), another F in government (a 47 - but will raise that if it kills me), and a wonderful C in sculpture (which I was sure I was going to fail.)

I'm happy right now, I think.

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Meet Cleo, my new Albino African clawed frog! (cleo1(10082001).jpg, cleo2(10082001).jpg, cleo3(10082001).jpg, cleo4(10082001).jpg, cleo5(10082001).jpg, and cleo6(10082001).jpg)