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Stress on top of stress.

Yay. Kellie just told me a little while ago that Getty, Alexis' roommate, came in earlier today asking if we've seen Alexis -- she hadn't seen her all weekend. If something happened to her yesterday after I told her to go to sleep, I'll a) never let her live it down and/or b) never forgive myself for not quickly putting on my shoes and following after her to make sure she would be okay. First instinct was to do that, but I was getting angry with her for doing this to herself and then disregarding what I was telling her.

I've suddenly realised that I have to find somewhere to live for the fall semester (if not for the summer).... And I'm entirely too tired to really panic-panic... it's just a dull ache creeping up on me right now. Headaches aren't fun.

But you know what? I'm going home on the 18th, there's a horse thing on the 19th at the Southern States that we're going to and I get to spend time with the folks and work with the horses. And I won't have to be back until around 6:30pm on the 21st for colour theory class.

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Making new SW-related icons...

I swear they can only get worse than this one XD

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...damn.

If I don't go straight to sleep this afternoon, you have every bloomin' reason to hit me over the head with a spiky ball of DEATH... thing.

I have cricks, ow xx; And it's cold this morning. Yesterday it was WARM and today it's cold. Go figure.

You have a heart and I have a key, lie back and let me unlock you

...dah. Why is this song stuck in my head? I haven't listened to it since last night -- last thing I listened to was Babe, I'm on Fire.

Anyway, I'm hungry ;-; Haven't had any breffie, sooooo... yeah. Me = stupid, yet still hungry.

But I get out of here at 3:30! So... umm... snack between then and my art history class. Because I'm a dweeb and I refuse to not go to my art history class today (I need that last get-out-of-art-history-free card for when I'm dead and there's no way I can make it to class, or something... ).

Two girls kissed in the (CROWDED) elevator this morning. No one else seemed to notice. No, no, I don't have any problem with it, but DAMN it was unexpected.

Working on the coloured pencil piece for colour theory/studio (if I can swing it for both classes...) and answering random (silly) questions (like "Where's the writing center?" and "Is there a class in room 123?"). And answering the telephone (when it *does* ring... its quiet in here, for the most part).

So... uh...

I'm hungry. And bored .-.

If I get finished with this piece... and I have nothing to do tomorrow... I'm going to work on my webbie, methinks.

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Anyone that has wanted to try acrylics but has been hesitant to buy them...

...or needs a nice acrylics set...

Should look here :D
Less than $20 for that xx; Those 'crylics are damn good, too. Very creamy and they mix reeeeally nicely.

Oh. And I need a new Tuscan Red prisma-pencil (PC937). Mine is currently less than 3" in length .-. and I was using it for the colour pencil piece....

And I can't remember if Plaza carries pencil-loosies or not. (I say pencil-loosies because I know that in places further north, 'loosy/loosie/loosies' refer to a single cigarette sold on the corners and stuff :P )

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Who forgot that today was exam day for art history?

...

*raises hand*

Not only that, but no mention of needing to buy scantrons was ever... ya know, mentioned. So I was sitting there hoping that someone had a friggen extra one that I could have. *is stupid and never realised that I needed to go out and buy my own* -_-;;

Yet! There's heaps and heaps of them in the Life-Sci department. What gives?

Oh, yeah, on the list of things I've done today:

TA'd a biology 101 class and monitored the lecture hall while exams were being given.

Learned how to transfer calls properly on the really weird telephones in the Life-Sci building.

Decided that, after a devistating art history exam that I wasn't thinking about, I should die. How? Death by books.

I have 8 different books, half on web-stuff and half on spinning-stuff :P

I also have 'dinner'. Yay for wedge fries, weird rice-jumble and a cinnamon bagel.

Dry Humping in Elevators Prohibited...

Ahaha. Tyler would get the Subject line. And laugh at me. Because last night I told her and her boyfriend on the way down to the ground-floor that there was to be no dry-humping in the elevator, it was against the rules.

And, um... I've been mentally incapacitated by someone's tampering with a wet-floor sign.



Someone on the 9th floor defaced the wet floor sign .-. Duct tape over 'floor' and marker for the rest.

Go, go, immature college boys!