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Sunday, March 29, 2009

Delaying Tomorrow

Right, so I have vast, unending amounts of homework I should be doing, so naturally I’m completely ignoring it to watch something stupid. I won’t mention what stupid thing I’m watching, exactly, but anyone that knows me well enough will know it’s one of two things they may or may not be thinking.

…that whole paragraph made a lot more sense in my head.

Anyway, I spent the weekend in a car, which despite being sort of uncomfortable was a hell of a lot more interesting than watching Gundam SEED. It basically consisted of my mother and myself desperately trying to navigate through three different states in an attempt to get to Massapequa, only to discover the complete lack of turn signals on Long Island. We also discovered that pretty much all roads end up leading to Jones Beach, but that no amount of obscure modern swing music can disguise how unbelievably lost you are. Especially in Long Island. Because everything is more confusing in Long Island.

It was Admitted Students Day at Hofstra where they basically gather us all into a big room and try to impress us with their powerpoint skills. This is followed by an actual information panel, in which they congratulate you, try to confuse you, scare you, make you feel all proud of yourself, scare you again, show you some video which is supposed to inspire you to “find your edge” and then finally, mercifully, tell you where the bathrooms are.

It was here my ADD started to kick in and I found myself desperately wanting to doodle on the official Hofstra memo pad they gave us in our official Hofstra backpacks. I’m not sure why I didn’t, as they did include an official Hofstra pen as well as plenty of official Hofstra promotional material with pictures of official Hofstra students to draw equally official Hofstra mustaches on. I guess I was trying to behave.

So then I decided it would be nice to actually learn something about what I intend to study, as the focus of Hofstra appears to be on the Honors College which I am not only painfully under qualified for, but also completely and utterly uninterested in. So I trudged across campus to a random building next to a parking lot which turned out to house this really nice little black box theater on the second floor. The theater department seemed really nice, lots of friendly people, but who weren’t afraid to not sugar coat exactly how challenging, not just the program, but the field itself really is. I have a feeling I’m going to like the department a lot, and considering all my misgivings about life in general as of late, it was nice to have a good feeling about where I was going.

After some rather extensive navigation in which I managed to find every building on campus except the one I was looking for, I eventually managed to reunite with my mother. This was after I was hounded by about three different sororities and a group of sports players (I’m not sure exactly what sport they represented…lacrosse, maybe?) all of which I managed to somehow escape from fairly quickly. It’s a very aggressive school, Hofstra. It seems likes there’s someone trying to recruit you around every possible corner. I suppose that’s normal, for a college, but still…I’m already going there, do they really need to try and convince me further?

Oh look, it’s already midnight. I don’t really want to go to sleep yet because I don’t really want tomorrow to come anytime soon. Again, I did absolutely none of my piles of homework due tomorrow, and despite the fact that I have almost three free periods, I’m unbelievably lazy. Chances are, I’ll try to get some work done but end up talking to my friends and doing nothing. I have so much due and nothing done, and well…why would I want it to be tomorrow? I know I can’t really stop tomorrow coming by not sleeping, and I realize I’ll eventually have to deal with the fact that I’m an unbelievable procrastinator who would rather watch stupid YouTube videos than actually do what I’m supposed to do. I know I’ll have to face up to it all, but for the moment, I’m good just sitting here and enjoying the bit of my weekend that wasn’t spent sitting in a car.

Also, I’d like to publicly state, once again, that I am not interested in Twilight. I realize that I’m a teenage girl, and that every law of the universe states that I should want to have Edward Cullen’s babies, but…I don’t. I thought the constantly being asked if I wanted to pre-order the DVD would stop once the movie finally freaking came out, but now I’m just getting asked if I want to buy it right at that moment. I mean, honestly, if I really wanted to buy Twilight right at that moment, don’t you think I would be buying Twilight and not the Doctor Who book I’ve clearly got in my hand, with the money to pay for it right in front of you. Seriously, I’m not stupid. I’m not so blinded by my undying love for Edward that I can’t find the unreasonably large Twilight display at the front of the store. If I really wanted it, I’d have it.

It’s one of those moments I really resent being in the target demographic.

So, now it’s nearly one and I’m still awake. I’m supposed to get up at five tomorrow, but I think I’ll sleep in an extra hour to get a grand total of five hours of sleep as opposed to four. I know, big difference, right? But my psychology class is keeping a sleep chart right now, where we’re supposed to record how many hours we sleep every night. I’m hoping five hours will look slightly better than four. Maybe.

I should probably stop Blogging and go to bed.

Night everyone,


[UPDATE: Ugh...it's two days later and I'm only just reading this again, I'm already into my third time at the edit button. Always proofread your entries before putting them up at one in the morning...]

Monday, March 23, 2009

My Evening With Gundam

Yeah. That Gundam.

I recently had the interesting experience of being asked/told/forced to watch the first two disks of Gundam SEED, which is apparently the ninth incarnation of the Gundam series. That’s right, there are nine of these, and apparently, there’s more where that came from. They all sort of center around these giant battle robot things called, you guessed it, Gundams, which are used to fight various wars throughout the unbelievably long run of the series.

Basically, Gundam SEED goes like this:

  • Shy, genetically engineered college student Kira (not to be confused with “Kira” the murderer from Death Note) lives a peaceful life in some random neutral colony where they have apparently managed to remain blissfully unaware that an epic robot war is happening all around them.
  • Kira and his two friends, whose names I conveniently forgot, go to school only to discover that, yes, there is in fact an epic robot war going on, and that it has finally come to get them.
  • There is a lot of panicked running from robots, during which Kira spots some random girl in a hat, assumes she’s a guy, and decides to run through the warzone to go after her.
  • Her lack of hat suddenly reveals she’s a girl.
  • In a startling moment of rather fantastic sexism, Kira insists she be allowed to enter the shelter rather than him because she’s “just a girl,” despite her being around the same age as he is, if not older. Clearly, his testosterone gives him the power to defy giant robots.
  • Kira does a lot of running.
  • Kira finds a random woman in the rubble who immediately gets injured and drags him into a giant Gundam. Why she does this, we may never know.
  • The woman, despite apparently being a highly trained army officer, has trouble piloting the Gundam for no adequately explained reason, leaving Kira to pilot it in her place. Needless to say, he is inexplicably gifted at flying it.
  • Kira does some epic robot stuff, during which I wander off to get an apple. I believe there were explosions.
  • Meanwhile, in a completely different part of plot, there’s a bunch of people on a spaceship that looks suspiciously like the Death Star. Some woman with really short hair takes command, and some guy who I suspect to be the Phantom of the Opera tries to “feel” things. A good time is had by all.
  • Kira discovers that his long lost friend/lover/life partner Athrum has become a soldier for the opposite site of the war. The two must fight each other, but for some reason, don’t.
  • A lot of stock footage is thrown around, and Kira has a flashback.
  • Highly trained Earth officer woman goes psycho and insists that Kira and his nameless friends stay with her at all times since they’ve seen the Gundam. They are no longer allowed to leave where ever it is they are. Why she doesn’t just kill them, we may never know.
  • The giant robot does something.
  • More things explode.

And…um, that’s basically it. For now. I still have a two more episodes and a whole other disk to get through. God help me.

Watch out for the robot,


Monday, March 09, 2009

Of Letters And Plushies

Psst...I’m not dead!

Once again, I have managed to ignore my Blog for a rather unbelievable amount of time….or, like a month. Really, I’ve failed to update for far longer, but I actually got a complaint this time, so I figured I should probably get my act together and throw something mildly interesting up.

So here it is.

What have I been up to in my rather-long-but-not-really-all-that-long absence? Well, a lot has, in fact, happened, to the point where I think I started avoided posting purely because there was so much to say. So, because I’m lazy, here’s a nice little list of my life since my rather vague and not particularly noteworthy Yu-Gi-Oh entry:

1.)Joseph And The Amazingly Long Title – Despite nearly three quarters of the cast falling ill over the course of one tech week, the play managed to turn out to be pretty freaking awesome. I mean, I hope it was awesome, It was unbelievably fun to do, and even now, a month later, I still miss it. It was the play that sort of restored my confidence in myself, which I had pretty much lost over the course of the school year. I mean, it did for a little while, then I lost it again, regained it again, lost it again, and eventually sort of got it back enough to write a relatively pointless blog entry. But we’ll get to that later.

2.)The Emo Notebook of Death – I managed to become addicted to Death Note over the course of my vacation. I read all twelve volumes in four days, then I started watching the anime, and now I really want an L plushie. Or a Ryuk plushie. But that’s mainly so I can claim I have a stuffed Japanese death god. Seriously, how cool would that be?

3.)I Attempt to Take Manhattan – And ultimately, I fail. Basically, I ran out of time and my Marymount audition suffered. I had only one song, a monologue that was woefully unrehearsed, and a completely random inability to dance which is especially odd since I did take ten years of dance…but anyway, it didn’t really work out. I got into the school itself, though, which was also odd considering my grades are rather atrocious. Despite this, this would be the moment my confidence died. Again.

4.)Very Something Auburn Hair – In my utter despair at not getting into the Marymount drama department, I fled to my friend Natasha’s (freaking out my parents, who apparently thought I had gone to jump off a bridge or something) I would like to publicly thank Natasha for putting up with me, and for giving me an alternative to jumping off a bridge; dying my hair. Yes! No longer am I the blond I have been for the past two years, I am now “Very something Auburn” (We can’t quite remember what the actual color is…) All and all, I’m not sure about it. I like the color, Natasha did a fantastic job dying it, no one’s told me it looks ridiculous yet, but…maybe I just need to get used to it. A part of me misses the blond. A part of me now wants to dye my hair green. Go figure.

5.)Safety School Reject – Around this time, I discovered that my safety school, U Maine Orono, which two of my cousins go to, both my parents went to, half my aunts and uncles went to, really the school I had more connections to than any one person without billions of dollars should have had decided they didn’t want me. Despite having been technically accepted academically to my top choice “reach” school that all odds said I shouldn’t have been able to get into, this still managed to make me feel more than a bit inadequate.

6.)Disney Musicals Are Surprisingly Cool – Somewhere in the middle of all of this, I managed to catch The Little Mermaid on Broadway. Why isn’t this further up on the list near the rest of my New York trip? I forgot. Anyway, it turns out that despite my initial reluctance to see yet another movie turned into a musical (seriously, they have a Shrek the Musical, Shrek the freaking Musical!) it turned out to be really good. The sets were amazing, the different ways they managed to convey being underwater…it was just really cool to watch. And I want to play Ursula. Like, really. Really, really. Really, really, really. So…um, there.

7.)Epic Existential Crisis Is Epic – Meanwhile, my internal crisis apparently dubbed “existential” by my cousin Miriam continues to be annoying. Seriously, as light hearted as I’m making it sound, I was fairly depressed for about a week or so there, especially after the Marymount thing…which was then followed by the whole Orono thing. I was just generally not feeling particularly great about myself. I was pretty sure I was terrible at everything; anything I used to think I was even remotely good at I decided I had been wrong about. It was basically an extension of the lack of confidence I’d had for most of the school year, but randomly magnified.

8.)Facebook Experiences This Blog – I finally got around to uploading this Blog to my Facebook profile. Not really a big feat, but I thought it was worth mentioning.

9.)Red-haired Wonder Woman – Around this time, school started up again, and with school came auditions for the senior play. Fortunately, I rather miraculously had enough time to do it, unfortunately, the audition was entirely improv games. I don’t usually mind improv games, I’m somewhat decent at them in general, but when I’m in school, with the rest of the school’s drama department watching me, I’m more than a bit useless. Really, it was terrible. I just…I don’t know what it is, I just freeze up. Somehow, I did manage to get a part, I’m Queen Amazane of the island of Amazonia…basically, I’m Wonder Woman. I don’t show up till the very end of the play, but I get to be an Amazon queen, so it’s still pretty awesome. Unfortunately, because I’m an idiot, this did nothing to help my lack of self-esteem, and I briefly slipped back into my emo/existential crisis/WTF mindset.

10.)The Impossible Begins – Casey gets accepted into Johnson and Wales with a $5,000 scholarship! As a culinary arts student, this is apparently the equivalent of getting into Harvard. She had previously only applied to see if she could get in, not actually expecting to, and was planning on simply framing the letter if she did. However, SHE GOT IN!!! =D =D It was a truly epic moment, like really. CONGRATULATIONS CASEY!!

11.)The Impossible Continues – Shortly after Casey’s EPIC NEWS OF EPICNESS, or at least, about ten hours later, I happened to receive a small, thin letter from Hofstra University. Expecting it to be some sort of rejection letter, or yet another letter alerting me that they had received my transcripts, I rather uncaringly opened it while my parents were watching 80’s music videos. Imagine my surprise when I discovered it was not a rejection letter, or another pointless transcript alert, but an award.

Yes, somehow I have managed to receive a $5000 academic scholarship to Hofstra University.

ZOMG WTF???!!!!!


*lots and lots of excited jumping and things falling over*

So, basically, despite all the angst, and the emo-ness, and the existential crisis, and the rejection, and the acceptance, and the continued rejection, and the singing mermaids, and killer notebooks, and the Amazon queens, and the spontaneous red hair, and the continued lack of a Japanese death god plushie, I have, in fact, gotten into college.

I’M GOING TO COLLEGE!!!!!!!!!!!!

And that’s where I’ve been. =D

Till next time,