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Rant ahead.

My day has been. Well. Shitty. Really shitty.
Started out with being outside in 25 degrees. That's cold. That's OBNOXIOUS kind of cold.
The bus was so full that I had some guy smashed up close to me. He smelled.
I got to school, went ahead and reset my password so I could get on the web and went off to class.
Come break, I'm on the 3rd floor of a building when I find out that, OMFG, it didn't bother to reset. Wtf.
I go on down to handle the dumb password. Again.
I spilled coffee on myself while I was going over.
Class goes okay after that.
Come home.
Mom arrives home. Says she was waiting at the school for me. Does not seem pleased, even though she TOLD me to take the bus home. Great.
We head on out to the middle of fucking nowhere/everywhere about an hour away to go get a bone density scan, because Group Health is weird and the only machines to do this are in Factoria and on Capitol Hill. Yeah. Really.
So, I'm laying there with a too tall block under my legs, feeling awkward with this machine buzzing away.
And the motherfucking fire alarm goes off. Yeah, not kidding. It goes on for a moment, then stops. ...Okay? We continue on. It goes off. /AGAIN/. The...nurse, doctor, whatever the hell she was goes off and finds out that they're testing the fire alarm. Without telling anyone first. Fanfuckingtastic.
So.
Done with the awkward, head home. Mom gets us lost. In Bellevue. And she yelled at me every time I suggested I MIGHT know where we were. djafhksdf.
We finally get home, I boot up my laptop.
The wireless connection is down. It won't go up. It still hasn't gone up. I'm fucking pissed by this point and slink to my room to angerly hang up clothing. (Angerly.)
Mom goes to David's room to request that I use his cord. He instantly is like UHRG WHY SHOULD I. ...Because someone asked, maybe?
So. Kay. I have a cord, I'm online.
I go to check my ebay stuff. I've been waiting for this nutter of a seller to send out my Sweden wig, because I need it the 22nd. His page has said that he was out until January 1st. Holidays, I thought. Or something like that. I don't honestly admit to understanding how the Chinese do this stuff. He gave me a tracking number DAYS ago. (Like, the 28th. So I know he's been on and on the move.) However, the tracking number has said they don't have any information for that tracking number, because they don't have a freaking item. I've seen sellers give numbers like this before, so I left it for a couple of days. But he didn't send it. Even after the 1st. I've sent him a couple of messages, asking where my wig was, why it hasn't been sent out. I check him again. His AWAY message has changed. He won't be back until the 2nd of February. Okay. NO. This is bullshit. I'm tired of this. I want my fucking wig. I paid a good 40 bucks for that thing. I sent him a very strongly worded message, including a FORK IT OR I GO TO PAYPAL message.
So I'm waiting for that.
Now David is yelling dumb things at kids in games, and when I try to use the restroom, I can hear my neighbor's music blaring.
I have a bad headache and no one to RP with at the moment.
Fuck my life.

/WHY/ so fucking cruel?
have I ever done anything to you?
NO?




I'm now anemic and capable of not just bleeding once a month, but practically hemorrhaging.
I'm so week it's pathetic.

A catch up for the past few months.

School has just ended. I have unending happiness for this, though I will admit that my school, as it stands, is enjoyable. Next quarter is Western Civilization, 1648 to Present, and some math. (Does anyone know what happens in 1648? I looked it up and found /nothing/.) Though I had some major hiccups happening in my life, I should have pulled something between a 3.2 and 3.5 GPA.

Speaking of those hiccups. Most of you are aware that I was in the hospital for a week. The official diagnosis is pulmonary embolism. AKA: I got a bunch of blood clots that went from my leg, through my heart, and into my lungs. I caught it before it did anything too bad. I've been on warfarin, a blood thinner, but they're currently testing me for antiphospholipid syndrome. It's got a lot of funky words in it's explanation, but basically, it's when your immune system is a complete asshat to the rest of your body and forces you to produce more proteins of some variety that gum everything up and cause clots. It's not only irritating, but it's genetic and unable to be cured. If I have that, I'll be on blood thinners my entire life. For obvious reasons, I don't really want this to be true. It's got a possibility of being so- it requires a lot of testing to prevent false positives, but I already have one positive. If you pray, please keep that all in them? I feel I need it.

For some happy: I'm currently working on about a zillion things for January. OC day and the CSItalia shoot are both in January/February, so. It's going to be fun.
Rae and I have been working on what we're doing for Sakuracon 2011. We've got our hotel booked already, so it's just cosplay now. The plans, as it stands, is Sweden for a majority of the con. (Tajia will be up from Louisiana for the con, and she'll be my Finland. :)) Rae and I are also doing pretty ball outfits for Austria and Hungary, myself as the lady. We've got some wonderful outfits chosen for it, and I'm really excited for it. I'm going to have to learn how to dance, though.

Rae is now living at my place, due to circumstances that couldn't be dodged. It's alright, and I've got a roommate to freak out on a regular basis. Plus, hell. Her clothing is comfy as hell.
We spent all of today with Tracy and had a mini photoshoot. it was cold as fuck, however, so it didn't last too long. I'm waiting for the photos now. :D

Aside from the obvious, it's been a pretty good season so far.
Here's looking to Christmas!

Been in the hospital this past week.
I'm out.
But my limbs feel strangely heavy.

I've been working rather diligently on my Yellow cosplay. As of this moment, I'm just waiting on the wig and boots to arrive, and I need to make the belt and tunic. I have two weeks...

I'm also considering cosplaying N, mostly because he's any kinds of awesome. I've got most of the stuff outside of jewelry like things and a wig. (I was considering an Arda wig, just because they're doublethick, smooth as hell, and only 35 bucks. /whoo? His hair is silly amounts of thick too.)

In other news, I finally FINALLY got a copy of SoulSilver with a lil Pokewalker. I have my wooper, darling as he is, with me today. skjasf. It's fun. And I love how well they remade my favorite Pokemon game. <33

I need to get myself in gear. I'm wanting to take Rae for her birthday (late) to see Aurel Vampire down at Studio Seven in Seattle on November 20th. This is my next saving project. By all means, I should have the money by November 1st. So. All should be set.

By now, I know no one cares about my excitement- but I started college classes just yesterday. Classes are mostly good. I'm testing out of the math class, however. (I think it's a 70 class? I think?) But otherwise, pretty good. My back might die from textbooks.
I'm just sitting around at present. Mom and I did some epic shopping, and I have a lot of time to spare before class now. About an hour, actually. So I parked myself in the lounge with my laptop and energy drink and called it good. (It works. Right?)
I'm somehow glad I don't have passing times with everyone else, though. I watched a huge mess on the stairs go by. (Plus, I'm in a not so heavy trafficked building. Erm. Being a dropout, I get the special fun of starting classes in the building that Adult Ed is in. Only at first, thank god. I might scream if I had to be around these morons for two years. uhhrgg.)
I'm still considering a major. Dunno. They're kind of pressing me to figure it out.
Somehow, I feel my excitement might be a little more than normal. I feel like a kid on christmas eve. I had to take some medicine so I would sleep on Sunday night.
I was a highschool drop out, like I said, after 5 years of highschool and extra stress from the system. And I'm here, at a college, taking classes for /free/. The only thing I'd ever have to pay for is if my class required extra equipment. Fees paid for, books paid for- everything. I get it for two years. I'm surprised how my luck went. My only requirement is that I do well. Though this, I get a college education, or at least part of one, and my highschool diploma. Who could argue?

Waiting for monday to buy my transit pass. $20 bucks for the whole shabang, lasting all quarter. Totally not arguing.


Also, it's my 20th birthday this upcoming friday, the 24th. WHOO.

Insert a night comprised of a lot of drinking (very little of it done by myself.) in which I managed to remain sober, but my dear companion did not. (He managed to eat several things he shouldn't have, including his Joker cosplay makeup.) He just headed home in order to consume a fair amount of bread and work whatever out of his system.
I've got a slight stomach ache. I think I'll have more oatmeal.

I finally worked with paint.net long enough to figure out how to edit my photos, since my camera is a fan of washed out wtf.
And I'm too lazy to get on my main computer to use photoshop.

I'm so getting a new camera, damnit.

I should have figured this out ages ago.

Also, I'm slowly going through and updating my current photos.

Sitting around, sipping orange juice and tea, wondering what to do with my day. It'll likely involve roleplay and watching Avatar.
Elmo gets back, so I get my Syrian to play with.
Hmmm.

I'm going to get a cookie, yes.

Sup.

Just updating with life and junk.

It's summer now. I'm supposed to be calling some lady in the college's admission's office, but I have no idea if she's even there yet. (This has been a very long process of irritating phone tag.)

I've been getting more and more photos, since I got over a really old fear of carting my camera outside of the house with me.
Finally.
Also, my brother relinquished rights on it because he seems to think it's broken. Epic win for wonky lens GO.

Today is pretty exciting and all. Xemmy_Friehd, my darling lover, shall be up for 3 weeks as of tonight. So, while he spazzes about like a chicken with his head cut off, I shall sit. And wonder when I should swap out the sheets on my bed.
Hmmm.

And overall, that's pretty much it, outside of a lot of Hetalia dorkusing and the like...

haha, I like pretending that people will read this. 8D

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