FINALS START IN THREE DAYS.

Please excuse me while I scream and flail a little in my mind.

An amusing list I found on a humor website. I needed the pick-me-up. Now I'm gonna return to the fetal position.

( I should try number 8 )

So Saturday morning I walked among the McCaininators, a bluish person in a red sea. ...All right, so drama aside it was an interesting little event. Definitely some interesting characters to see, from well dressed men in peacoats to folksy women with buttons to guys with huge beards. And I mean huge beards. These things could have eaten you.

There were lots of police around (obviously) but no one checked the tickets we'd been told to print off of the Republican website. Utterly useless.

I almost didn't make it long enough to hear McCain speak. Since I'd shown up at a fashionably normal time I was relegated to "standing room" among some... colorful people (though not racially, lemme tell ya). Take into account that it's cold, I want breakfast, and there're like six speakers before McCain and I don't like the message any of 'em have to offer. In short, the decision to stick it out was a difficult one, but I did. ...Not for all of McCain's speech, but long enough to take some pics and a small video. Then I left to get coffee.

So let's cut to the chase:

( have some poorly taken pictures )
Fun note: as I left I got an Obama/Biden sticker from two members of our campus' Democratic group who were out with signs next to the McCain merchandisers. XD

...And now I return to chewing my nails in election-fever anticipation.

My college campus is going to be flooded with McCain supporters and newshounds tomorrow morning. McCain's coming to hold a rally (presumably the last before the election), though why he chose Chrisopher Newport University to do it at is beyond me. Maybe it was cheaper. I suspect it has something to do with our University President being a former Republican senator. Anywho, I'm going to go and listen and take pictures. I don't support the man for President, but huddling in my dorm in protest would be stupid. I'll play reporter instead. :D

But they're not making me wear one of his stickers/red, dammit.

His people and our people have been scrambling to set up for it all day, and I found it amusing so I took some shots. ENJOY.

( Those flags and stadium seating don't just pop up outta the ground, you know! )

The affair should prove interesting, at the very least. Or not. I'll report back.

OH, and HAPPY HALLOWEEN, EVERYBODY~ ♥

So, I realized I've never done a photo post. No great loss, I'm sure you're saying, but guess who had some extra time today and a fully-charged digital camera? Oh you bet you're lookin' at her. So posted below are a few snapshots of my dorm. Because I... don't have anything better to show since nudie shots are considered in bad taste.

SO HERE WE GO!~

( Mundane photos! Yay! )

So a kid pipes up in my last class, saying "Uh, hey, I just got a text message saying we have to evacuate the campus by noon tomorrow."

I leave that class to see everyone hurrying along outside with their cellphones to their ears. There were enough phone signals being sent to disrupt air traffic.

But as confirmed by the handy-dandy white board sitting in my Residence Hall, the news is true. My campus is going to evacuate for the weekend due to Hurricane Hannah, and while we're expected to return this Sunday I wouldn't hold my breath. Two more "coastal storms" are following right behind, and the second is supposed to be a doozy.

Man, if my dorm floods I'm going to be pissed. I just got that place looking decent. :/

I blame my lack of userpics for my lack of update.

Otakon (yes, the thing that happened last week) was amazing. I had a great time going up to see hamburger and romping about Baltimore with her. Anime's not really my thing in general, but going to the convention I was reminded of its merit. I think anime fans have been ruining the genre for me, and that's really a shame because just like anything else it's got some real good stuff mixed in with the crap. I don't think I'll ever be a real fan of the art style, but it's not fair that I should lambaste the whole genre because some of the series make me ill. I'm going to rent Cowboy Bebop to try out, and maybe finish Rurouni Kenshin-- I enjoyed what I saw of that one on [adult swim].

The actress in me has decided I'll be cosplaying at some point, probably as a Monarch minion. It'll likely have to wait until next Otakon, though. I'll be attending Balticon with another friend, but I don't think cosplay is as accepted a thing there.

You've got to hand it to conventions, they can really give you a sense of community. I don't think I ran into anyone there who was a real asshole. I can't say the same for some of the Baltimorians, but I can understand how frustrating it has to be to have your home town annually invaded by teenagers and twenty-year-olds. Especially those that don't drive well. Snow deserves props for her driving skills in the city, as well as keeping us organized. I think I would have just been flailing around without her. XD Her new haircut is also bitching. This is truth!

...And you know you're in the city when you've got a street vendor walking around yelling that he's got "Water, bottled water, water, baby turtles, water!"

I shit you not.

Being back home has taken a little adjusting to, if only because I'm going to be leaving it again soon. I go back to campus this Saturday for the new semester, and I'm fully aware that this is the make it or break it year. I screwed up last term. Big time. B-i-g-f-u-c-k-i-n-g-t-i-m-e. There're a bunch of reasons why, not the least of which was my atrocious sleeping schedule. Since I won't have the graveyard shift job anymore I hope that helps. I've been keeping really good hours this summer, going to bed around midnight and waking up around 8, 830. If I can keep that up this semester it should help things. Socializing more will also be a factor. I was getting really depressed last winter. Last but not least is going to be changing my study habits (see: getting them). No more goddamned procrastination. If I have to write out my assignments by hand to avoid getting distracted on the computer then that's what's going to happen.

I'm not an idiot. I know this. I have to prove it to myself again, because nothing makes you question your intelligence like failing a class. My self-confidence took a stab to the gut.

In the days between now and Saturday, I've got to get things out of the way. I really want to meet with my friends again (one will soon be moving to Tennessee) but that might be tricky with time schedules. We'll see. I need to figure out what's going on roommate-wise. I need to pack. I need to send back DVD's. I need to make sure nothing's wrong with my schedule. I need to pick up my bc prescription. I need to start reading again, because my writing's becoming crap. I'm hoping typing these things out makes it more likely I'll remember to do them. I think my short-term memory's been getting worse, I really do. A nineteen-year-old should not be this absent minded, holy jeebus.

August 23rd will be the one year mark for my soda detox. That's 365 days without a soft drink and counting.

...I need to write in this thing more. I apparently have a lot more to say than I'd thought.