Doirn

shit shit

2009-11-14T06:54:59Z

Next week is it and then SIX WEEKS OFF oh god I need it so bad.

Finals are kicking my ass. Worked all day on one project (literally 10+ hours) and I'm maybe half done.

Ahh but Jay comes to visit next weekend, and I'm going home with him after Thanksgiving. <3

I miss drawing for myself.

procrastination to the max

2009-10-27T02:57:19Z

This is me not writing my research essay.
I'm going to write a journal with substance that's not filled with how much I hate something. Good job, me.

So I didn't go home this past weekend. My mom got bronchitis, I think. Really bad case of it. So my grandmother canceled her visit with my aunt because she didn't want me to bring home GERMS.

Made my life a hell of a lot easier on Saturday when I had to go do community service. It sucked majorly, but it wasn't all that bad. Spent the three hours of mulching with a really cool chick from my 2-D Design class. We bonded over raking mulch [or kicking/stomping on it for the first 15 minutes without rakes] and talking about school things. It was pretty cool, and it definitely made the morning a lot less painful.

Afterward I went up to Lenox for the first time, and then to Perimeter. Both were pretty nice, but the highlight was eating PUMPKIN STUFF. Dairy Queen Blizzards in really cold weather kinda sucks, though.

Sunday was kind of uneventful, but I managed to start getting my basement "studio" set up, and finished it today. Way to go, only after most of a quarter has passed.
It's pretty cool, I put up some prints and posters to make it less basement-y, and my grandma gave me a handmade easel and this bitchin' clip-on desk lamp. I don't know how old it is but it was coated in a hefty layer of dust when we dug it up.

Featuring awesome lamp. It weighs a freakin' ton and throws off the balance of the drafting table, haha.

Art supplies and the easel. It was really hard to figure out how it unfolded. The guy who made it [my great uncle I think?] also made the drafting table I have set up.

My awesome cast iron $25 drafting table isn't set up yet. :C We're waiting to get rid of the ping pong table, first.

Buuut what I have set up now certainly makes homework a lot easier. Don't have to work with half a dining room table.

Ahh. Now back to writing and wishing these next four weeks of composition were over. >:C

lol

2009-10-23T02:34:46Z

I love this.

reason #5380958 I hate living with my grandmother

2009-10-21T19:54:10Z

My grandmother goes to visit my aunt a lot for I don't know what reason. So this weekend she decided to take it upon herself to plan a visit, and in order to do so she has to find a place to dump me for the weekend, because I'm not old or mature enough to stay in a house by myself. OBVIOUSLY.

She called my mom earlier this week and tells her I'm going home Thursday. After school I imagine? (I'll be carrying about THREE BAGS if I go home after school. Lots of bags + MARTA = FUCK NO.)
So they go about planning everything behind my back.

Here's why I SHOULD NOT GO HOME:

I have MANDATORY community service on Saturday.

I have to be at the school at 8 AM sharp.

I wake up at 6 AM when I'm going to my 8 AM class. I'll be 50 miles south instead. I have NO idea how much time to give myself to prepare now.

I've checked how to get there via car (~50 minutes) and MARTA (20 minute walk from the station, not to mention waiting on trains since I'll transfer to the east line half-way there). As pissed as I am I thought I had it figured out when I call my mom to talk this shit over.

Here's the grade A response I got:
"I won't allow you to go if it's raining."
Let me back up here a second:
"I have MANDATORY community service on Saturday."

Do you know what mandatory means, Mom? It means if I don't go I fail and I take this class again next quarter because I do not, do not, DO NOT have time to plan another community service trip, have it approved, and work three hours on my own time while balancing other shit. I have four weeks left, this has to happen.

So when I say I'm going no matter what because it's expected of me, I'm told to grow up.
Grow up and stop working my ass off trying to make something I didn't cause to happen go right again.
Grow up and stop trying to do well in college.
Grow up and stop attending MANDATORY events.
oh. my. god.
This close to taking out a loan and living on campus. Every time shit like this unfolds I feel like it's worth the $10,000+ a year.

I hate packing

2009-08-16T19:31:45Z

There's this thing, it's called carpet.
I'm pretty sure I have some somewhere.

Jeez. The worst of it is, I'm probably getting rid of a lot of this stuff.

HEY firequall, LET'S PLAY A GAME. FIND THE SCARY ORANGE HAT THING YOU GOT ME FOR CHRISTMAS.

gary's a super jerk

2009-08-13T19:00:16Z

firequall: *is expecting obligatory class schedule LJ post*
firequall: >8I

So here we go:

---

Monday:

2-D Design @ 5:00 PM - 7:30 PM

Tuesday:

Drawing I @ 8:00 AM - 10:30 AM

English @ 11:00 AM - 1:30 PM

Wednesday:

First-Year Seminar @ 2:00 PM - 2:59 PM

2-D Design @ 5:00 PM - 7:30 PM

Thursday:

Drawing I @ 8:00 AM - 10:30 AM

English @ 11:00 AM - 1:30 PM

---

I'm pretty excited. C: First-Year Seminar will probably be a drag but oh well. Also not excited about getting up probably around 6:00 AM on Tuesdays/Thursdays to make it to school for my morning classes.

Fuckin' weird Mondays.

And yay SCAD for never having Friday classes! Hell yea.

weirdest furry encounter

2009-08-13T06:25:54Z

Some guy IMed me today because he found my My Fursona page [lol] that I created and immediately abandoned. Found out he was from Southern California, and when I mentioned, "oh, I've always wanted to visit CA!" he told me he'd be willing to help me over there. And if I came to visit he'd definitely take me out to dinner.

Yea, this is about 10 minutes into the conversation.

I'm just, "whatever" about it and he keeps talking. We get onto the topic of 90s cartoons and that was about the entire conversation. At some point he asks if he can call me Lyz [because Lyd isn't the first thing to come to his mind?].
I eventually leave to lie down 'cause I'm still not feelin' too great.

So when I come back online later he IMs me and since I can't recreate the situation better than how it actually happened:

(11:23:19 PM) dillonhopper Lyz.
(11:23:24 PM) doirngs yus?
(11:23:35 PM) dillonhopper Are you spoken for?
(11:24:01 PM) doirngs hm?
(11:24:20 PM) dillonhopper Do you have a boyfriend?
(11:25:05 PM) doirngs Yea
(11:25:21 PM) dillonhopper Ah...alright.
(11:25:43 PM) dillonhopper :p okay cool
(11:25:58 PM) doirngs lol
(11:26:20 PM) dillonhopper Well alright then...
(11:26:32 PM) doirngs hm?
(11:26:33 PM) doirngs sup?
(11:27:20 PM) dillonhopper Eh...I didn't know...
(11:27:54 PM) doirngs I had a boyfriend?
(11:27:58 PM) dillonhopper I was gunna ask ya out.

Then when I tell him he's taking this WAY too quick, he tells me he's just gotten out of a bad relationship and he's really clingy.

Ariel tried to convince me to start a group chat so he could "talk some sense into him", but I honestly pitied this guy. wtf.

I'm pretty sure he blocked me, lol.

---

On the topic of me being sick, the doctor's office called me today and said that my tests came back and I was negative for mono. However, they told me that I was still in the stage that could yield a false negative. Not out of this quite yet.

I honestly really, really hate doctors. I ended up seeing the nurse practitioner instead of the doctor when I went in yesterday, and instead of spending 5 minutes tops with me she actually looked me over and talked to me. Instead of telling me to, "expect worsening" she gave me something to HELP me, took tests, and told me what to do if I start feeling worse.

Even still, I have no answer. Something's wrong with me, I feel like absolute shit, someone figure out what the hell's wrong.

really freakin sick.

2009-08-08T22:25:21Z

Went to the doctor yesterday because I had been running a mild fever and I noticed a lymph node on the left side of my neck was swollen a bit.

Today I feel 100% worse, the left side of my neck is swollen like mad, and I hardly have any strength to move. I'm incredibly nauseous now and haven't tried to eat anything since I woke up, and the doctor told me to make sure I eat...

He also said it's probably mono. Oh fucking joy. I can't get tested for a week if I want it to matter at all.

So glad SCAD doesn't start for another month. I seriously hope it's not mono, but the symptoms keep piling up.

fuck. my. life.

thinking.

2009-07-20T19:22:59Z

I met up with Carsen at the Mall of Georgia on Saturday, for less than an hour since he was late.

For the longest time I've felt that Carsen's changed a lot over the two years I've known him, and often I questioned if I still loved him or the image of him I held onto. Recently [since I hooked up with Jay late May] he's been impossible to talk to, which I'm willing to understand if he didn't try to make it look like he's brushing off the whole situation as no big deal.

Carsen was the first person I told that I had interest in Jay [aside from Jay himself, hurr] and I thought that he took it really well.
Too well?

Thing is, Carsen and I have never been in a relationship. He can deny it left and right, but whatever we had was pretty much one. He told me a thousand times that he just wasn't ready for a relationship with me, or with anyone for that matter. He had told me long before I met Jay that I shouldn't deny myself a relationship waiting for him, and if the opportunity arose that I could be with someone happily then I should take it.

Now, when the topic of me liking Jay came up between the two of us, he told me to go with what made me happy. I wish I had the exact words, but Trillian is a piece of crap.
He basically told me that Jay could give me what he couldn't at the time, and that was a committed relationship.

Now, since then and Jay and I becoming a couple, whenever I try to talk to Carsen he's very distant, and whenever I ask what's the matter, he simply tells me that what he's dealing with is his own cross to bare, and that he has to adapt to something that's recently changed in his life.
It's very obvious what it is, but I'd still appreciate him showing me that he's at least comfortable in confiding with me.

That's what brings us to Saturday at the mall. After nearly two months, Carsen finally told me what's been going through his mind.

And what that is, in a nutshell, is him feeling wronged by what happened. After he tells me to pursue what I want and be happy, he feels like I've gone against him.
When I point this out, he asks me what else he could have said.
How about, "No"?

But, by being wronged, he said that him waiting for an opportunity to comfortably be in a relationship with me had caused him to make sacrifices.
What confuses me is how is he making sacrifices to staying open to a relationship with me, when he doesn't want a relationship with anyone?
Not only that, but for nearly two years I waited for him, not the other way around.

And now that I've stopped waiting, he's hurt. I just can't make sense of the reasoning he's used for being hurt, I suppose.

doirn & prozawk 4evah

2009-07-18T18:45:40Z

I've put this off for TOO LONG.

On his way home from Pittsburgh, Jay stopped in Atlanta [or, rather, Peachtree City] to visit me for a few days. C:

friday:

Jay got to my house around 4:00 pm, after checking in to the cheapest [read: dumpiest] motel he could find. Picasso was being a jerk so my mom handed Jay some dog biscuits [perfectly disguised as Teddy Grahams] so he could win over his love. Jay thought they were for him and almost ate one. Good times.
My friend eralkfang swung by earlier to hang out, and when Jay came over we went out on the golf cart to show him the only exciting aspect of PTC. Her golf cart's charge was running low, so we headed to the nearby Kroger and K-Mart for a lack of anywhere better to go.

We got back home and we all ate dinner at my house, since my mom felt obligated to make Jay this big meal. We watched most of Anchorman until eralkfang had to head home.
Afterwards Jay and I headed out to The Avenue, a local strip mall that's quite unimpressive, but PTC has nothing better to offer. We walked around until all the stores began to close up.
I dragged Jay into Claire's for kicks when he decided to talk in an obnoxious and overly gay voice until soon after we left, but not before Jay turned back and said, "I LIKE YOUR STORE" with a huge ass lisp and ran. It was probably a "you had to be there" kind of deal, but we're still laughing about it.
We then stopped in Shenanigan's Toys [to avoid GameStop] and he bought me an adorable, oh-so soft owl plush. ;~; He also got a bat with magnetic wings to hang from his rear view mirror. Later he was named Cid, with a C because Jay's dumb and likes to spell things the stupid way.

After hanging around in Books a Million for a while and reading from this little gem, since it was our only option after the other stores closed, we decided to walk over to Wal-Mart only to get half-way there and turn around because Jay said it was too far. Bawww.
I ALSO LIKE ROLEPLAYING AS A CALL GIRL, ISN'T THIS RELEVANT.

dream on, Jay.

We had no real reason for being at Wal-Mart, but eventually my mom called and asked us to come home so she could actually get to meet him. He stuck around at our house for a bit before heading back to his shady, smelly motel room.

saturday:

My mom drove me over to the motel around 9:00 am so that Jay and I could leave for the Atlanta zoo early, but we got distracted [I hate this video forever] and we left around 11:00.

On the way there Jay turned off at some random exit for a Chick-Fil-A - NOT BECAUSE I ASKED, SHUT UP GARY. He was so excited he felt it was necessary to swerve like a madman.
It ended up being a Dwarf House, which is half fast food, half Waffle House-looking [at least this one looked like it] sit down restaurant.
Jay ordered SO MUCH FOOD and ate what was left of mine. Holy crap. He later regretted everything.
Also, greatest moment there: I asked for mayonnaise and the lady literally brings me a plate of mayo. The plate also didn't look that clean. It was disgusting.

When we finally got to the zoo [fashionably late at 1:00] we didn't stay too long because of the heat and the copious amounts of CHILDREN. We didn't see all the animals, mostly birds because Jay's predictable like that.

Both Jay's camera and my phone died right as we got to the zoo, so we hardly have any pictures to show for it.

From there we headed to Little 5 Points and just browsed. I bought a rubber duck to paint up to look like Ozduck. Money well spent.
At the same store I found an awesome shirt with a dinosaur wearing 3D glasses and all it said was a jumble of letters to spell out some weird growl/roar. It was adorable and stupid and I'm still kicking myself for not buying it. :C

Around 4:30 we had to head over to my grandmother's for dinner, and after we got the genius idea of going Putt-Putting. We looked up a place nearby, but after we paid and started playing we realized just how backed up it was and realized we'd be waiting all night just to finish the game. We decided it wasn't worth it, got passes for the next day, and left.

Not before I was mistaken as a guy by some random lady at the course, though.

Just down the road was Gwinnett Place Mall, so we decided to head over there. All we did was squeeze into one of those retarded photo booths and take ridiculous pictures.

This sequence describes our relationship quite well.
such a goof-ball. <3

sunday:

The next morning we woke up around 8:30 since our original plan was to go to Six Flags. Jay's apparently scared of roller coasters and decided to tell me this once he arrived in Atlanta. We went back to the putt-putt course and, after making it about a third of the way through this time, we decided to quit and re-planned out the day.

Jay's hand-writing is terrible and Prozawk looks like Poozawk.

I won. >:C

We ended up at the Mall of Georgia, which was the only mall Jay was impressed by. I only convinced him to go because there was a theater and he was set on seeing a movie.

We got tickets to see Up at 4:30 so we could have plenty of time to wander the mall. We ended up at Hot Topic first because I'm a loser like that.
We got awesome shirts.

I was saddened that this shirt was the only piece of Umbrella Academy merchandise they had.
And I kind of regret not getting the Dexter shirt.

We found another Claire's, and Jay was really gung ho about finding a polo shirt and walking in with the same lisp as before. We had a plan for me to talk like a total butch lesbian [since I have the hair for it 8(] and him to act as gay as possible but it never happened. We could hardly keep a straight face just acting it out.

"explain this 'don't ask, don't tell policy' to me."

Around 4:00 we made our way to the theater early so we could get popcorn and good seats.
The screens at the concessions projecting the menus had a "There are unused icons on your desktop" popup in the corner and I was a little too entertained by it.

I spent forever trying to get a clear shot of this. By the time I did it wasn't all that funny anymore, but I felt accomplished.

I'd already seen Up, but I enjoyed it just as much the second time and I'm fairly sure Jay enjoyed it as well.

After the movie Jay made his way over the arcade. TYPICAL.

There were also a few claw machines: the ones with awesome toys, and the ones with shitty toys.
Jay spent about 5+ dollars in the shitty toy machine trying to win me a turtle I kinda-sorta wanted. He got five toys at the same time, none of them was that damn turtle.
go_monotrile_go called just in time to hear the whole thing go down.

"You can never have me."

We got downstairs and went to see if Hot Topic was still open because I still wasn't sure if I wanted the Dexter shirt or not, but it being Sunday, everything was closing early. On our way there we found a fountain with heron statues in it. Since there were birds, Jay was automatically drawn to it.

I wanted to steal all the quarters in the fountain but Jay got mad at me for it. :C I found packets of ketchup on the ground and he used one to make a wish.

He wished for more mayonnaise.
[flashbacks to the plate of mayo]

After we left the mall we went over to the Barnes & Nobel. There I raged over the wall of manga in the graphic novels section and Jay geeked out about bird books. Typical Lydia and Jay behavior.

So is this:

We went across the street to O'Charley's for dinner before heading home. We drove through a pretty nasty thunderstorm when Jay's windshield wipers started to act up. We hopped from exit to exit trying to inch our way back while Jay tried to work on the wipers in between but all his efforts ended up fruitless. He was upset the his trip "ended on a bad note" but my grandmother let him stay an extra night to fix up his car before hitting the road. So instead of leaving the next morning, we got to hang out for an extra day. C:

monday:

My mom showed up in the morning and after breakfast the two of them drove over in my mom's car to get parts for his car. Pretty sure my mom used her car to dazzle Jay. Ooo, convertible~

After Jay got one of the windshield wipers working we went out a bit to Michaels, and the mall [SO MANY MALLS] to get somethin' at RadioShack. And to fill Jay's Dairy Queen blizzard addiction.

When we got back we stayed on the porch and drew/napped on the floor.
My mom and grandmother came out to tell us we were going out to eat. When we got in the car we found out we were going to O'Charley's. WHOA.
We didn't want to mention having gone the night before haha. I got the exact same thing. And managed to get more rolls. >:C

Once we got home we moved out to the porch again and hooked up Jay's retarded laptop. I got to draw using Jay's Cintiq. Want. ;~;

Before we went to bed Jay chilled in my room and we attempted to watch CSI. The entire time he complained about the terrible acting and how in every interrogation scene the guy outright accused everyone of committing the crime. Grade A stuff.

tuesday:

Jay made me wake up at 5:30 so we could have plenty of time to eat breakfast and, yet again, hang around on the porch while I finished up the picture I started drawing him Monday night.

Before Jay left around 10:00 I made him two sandwiches. It was a big deal.

I don't want to talk about this picture. I'm being forced to put it here.

Miss you. ;~;

And that's it. This took too long to write up. :C

anthrocon '09

2009-07-09T00:24:33Z

This turned out to be way longer than it should be. I BET YOU ALL CARE ABOUT THESE AWESOME DETAILS.

thursday:
Made it to Pittsburgh around 2:00 in the afternoon, I wanna say. The flight was alright. We were late leaving but I slept most of the way.
Jay was waiting for me as soon as I got off the train to get to baggage claim. When we got downstairs Chandler, Prost, and Drag were waiting. It was originally supposed to just be Jay, but it was a nice surprise. It was so nice to see Chandler again. <3

Jay got helplessly lost trying to get us back to the hotel. Drag lives in Pittsburgh and he was surprisingly useless.
Jay and I went up to the room to get me situated and everyone else went back to the convention center. Drag had to register, and we had a lot of time to kill before we picked up Crispi, but Jay and I just stayed up in the room since I didn't feel like going to check in.

This happened:

My shirts are apparently TOO SMALL AND UNCOMFORTABLE. lmao.

After we picked up Crispi, the four of us [her, Drag, Jay, and myself] went to Cracker Barrel for dinner. Afterwards we made it over to a nearby Wal-Mart because Crispi wanted strawberries. We ended up leaving with a whole bunch of crap and no strawberries. Everyone used my hood as a shopping cart. My neck will never forgive me.

Following that we found a Target, where I originally wanted to go, and basically made asses of ourselves until the store closed. Drag and I managed to piss off this one lady trying to straighten up the mens' clothing department.
Drag bought me an awesome tan koi shirt, and Jay bought me freaking bitchin purple tie that I used to put all my badges on since I'm retarded and left my lanyard at home and didn't get around buying one until the last day of the con.
It was frustrating at the time since NO ON LISTENED TO ME when I said I didn't want them to buy the stuff.
_{It's a pretty awesome tie and shirt, though. :c}

When we crossed the river back to [BAM] Pittsburgh and made it back to the hotel Jay and I decided to stay in for the night while Drag and Crispi went to the zoo. We attempted to watch D-War, but all Jay could do was repeated tell me just how terrible the movie was.
He's the one who gave it to me back in March at FWA anyways, haha.

friday:
On the way to the airport Monday, Jay and I tried to gather our memories of the whole convention and we realized that Friday didn't stick out in neither of our minds. I've decided that all the random things I can't place on a specific day happened on Friday.

Either way, I remember Friday starting with everyone beating on me just to get me out of bed. Drag was going to the Artist Alley sign-up and I still wasn't sure if I even wanted to go through with it. AC's AA was a lot different than FWA's, so I was a little scared to try it out I guess. I honestly liked it a lot better since I felt more organized the entire time.
But all three of you are dicks for abusing me while I sleep. I still managed to get ready before all you guys. >:C

So Jay, Crispi, and I went over to finally get our badges and check in while Drag was at the Artist Alley. The three of us just hung around together for the day.

I believe it was Friday that on our way back from the Westin we took a different route and came across a really bitchin' music, toys, and comic store. I ended up looking around for forever and just getting two issues of The Umbrella Academy that I've been looking for.

When we got to the hotel we decided to lie down when suddenly I'm on the floor, covered with pillows and the entire freaking mattress from our bed.

Crispi decided to take a nap and Jay and I headed down to the pool. It was a tiny pool and it was full of children ["I'M SO ANNOYING"]. We didn't stay too long because we left our stuff with Chandler in the AA but either way I'm sure I would have grown tired of the kids before too long. I am such a kid person. You know it.

After we got our stuff, the AA closed, and some really retarded drama went down, we headed over to Michaels. We spent forever there and I ended up getting one marker where Crispi bought her own weight in paper. Jay bought a lead holder that he immediately lost. good job.
We also went to Barnes & Nobel to find recycled sketchbooks and the trip was successful. Mine is now plastered with Prost's TF:2 stickers. This pleases me.

Pictures from our oh-so-amazing adventure:

After we got back we went to the Westin for their fish market they had down stairs. I got calamari and some really nasty sushi. The calamari was sweet and sour or something and made my throat and mouth burn. I later got sick to my stomach and I'm convinced it was because my stomach is a pansy and can't take spicy foods.
I honestly thought it was a big waste of money, but Jay and Crispi seemed to enjoy it. $30 dollars for some not-so-good food? Fuck that. I later went over in my bank account because I thought it was 20 instead of 30. Fuuuck. They didn't charge me or anything except for what I went over, though, so that's good.

After dinner we went up to the zoo to hang out and draw. Jay and I took a walk at some point and went down to the river which was both really pretty and terrifying for me. Deep water and I don't go well together. :c

_{Picture I took from the beginning of the path down to the river. I thought Pittsburgh was a really pretty city. C:}

On the way there we passed a fursuiter with feet that squeaked each time they took a step. I was talking a little too loud when I said just how piss annoying it was, and when Jay told me to walk faster I heard it do the same so I bolted. The damn thing stayed on my ass until halfway up the first flight of stairs. I turned and ran back and eventually lost it. I dunno how long they can run in those suits, Christ.

saturday:
I actually woke up! Mostly because around 6:30 I woke up because I was having a dream I was trapped under a rock and couldn't feel my arm anymore, but Jay was lying on my arm the whole time and it had gone to sleep. Also, he is the biggest cover hog ever. I'd wake up freezing and he'd be in a cocoon made of ALL THE SHEETS.

This time around Crispi and I got ready and made it to the AA sign up. I got a decent number of commissions and me being lazy I didn't finish them all.
Highlights of AA:
-This one guy commissioned me for the best badge ever.
-Jay went out to Chick-fil-A to feed my addiction.

After AA we left for the zoo, but Jay, Crispi, and I left short after to go find food. We were all pretty indecisive so Crispi went to the AMAZING pizza place downstairs and Jay and I wandered a bit to find a Subway. Everywhere we went was closed, it being the 4th of July, and eventually we settled with McDonalds. No amount of complaining could get him to go to Arby's for me, haha.
On the way back I successfully made a total fool of myself by chasing flocks of ROCK DOVES.

We then hung out in the zoo for a while until going to the roof to see fireworks. I was feeling really awkward for some reason and didn't want to interact much. This happened most times I was in the zoo but this time sticks out in particular. I singled myself out, listened to music, and worked on badges until we went up to the roof.

There we watched from pretty boring fireworks until the ones on the river started up. It was pretty nice, but I was actually really cold up there. They got really boring really fast, same thing over and over yadda yadda.

I think we ended up at the zoo again later and I did the same I'm-super-boring thing and just drew away from the crowd. Crispi had my PSP that was virtually dead anyways and played Patapon.

Later I convinced Jay to go back to the hotel with me and we went to bed. I don't remember hearing Crispi and Drag come back even though Crispi said they were pretty loud at times.

sunday:

AA sign up again. Everyone got a table and the AA was actually pretty empty in comparison to the days before. Kind of expected, really.
I was the first one called to get my receipt book and I was pretty amused by that. The man later apologized to me because my badge name [Doirn "REDBAR"] didn't come out right on my receipts because the quotes didn't show up. I thought it was funny that he figured I'd a) notice and b) care.

AA was really slow and I left a good number of times to walk around the Dealers' Den with Jay. Earlier in the morning Jay had to leave to take Crispi to the airport then run over to Michaels for me to get some Bristol. When he got back, this was in the bag with it:

I had seen a guy wearing it on Saturday and freaked out at him asking where he got it. Jay apparently hunted it down and bought it for me. BEST SHIRT EVER, OH MAN. The best part is I wore it our today and so many people came up to me about it. I swear I live in the Chick-Fil-A capital of the world.

The video it's based off of is here and it's not really funny at all. I don't care, I love this shirt.

After AA we were leaving and Jay forced me into hugging 2 the Ranting Gryphon. We had seen him on Thursday and I had mentioned actually enjoying his stuff but wouldn't go up to him. I tried to walk away again and Jay just called out to 2 and told him, "hug this girl for me".

We went back to the hotel to take a nap but it didn't really work out. We just hung around for a while and then got together with Chandler, Prost, Seel, and some other guy whose name escapes me. We all drove down to Cracker Barrel and ate dinner. I really enjoyed the company and had a wonderful time with you guys. C:

On the ride home Prost discovered a box of Popits that Crispi had bought for the 4th. Prost threw most of them at the windshield and left the dashboard in a mess.

Once we got back near the hotel we saw a group of furries with ears and tails walking on the sidewalk. Everyone joked around about saying, "get out of my city" and "yiff in hell" when Jay decided to actually roll down the window and scream, "yiff in hell, furfags" in a surprisingly angry tone. Took me by surprise, but it was actually pretty funny. If any of them saw the Louisiana license tag then that just makes it better, haha.

Later Chandler and I went up to her room to try on some pants, then once we found out they were far too small for me, we headed over to LeeLee's hotel room to give them to her and pick up some badges she owed me. From there we went across town to the only 24 hour convenient store Chandler had found to get energy drinks and candy.

On the way back we went into the courtyard surrounded by a terrifying skyscraper that had all tinted windows. There we found dinosaur statues that Prost climbed all over.
The dinosaurs were freaking awesome, though. One was pretty much a disco ball stegosaurus.

After that Jay and I parted with the group and headed back to the hotel and just hung out together until about 4:30 when we went to sleep only to wake up a few hours later.

monday morning:

The plan was to wake up and get out the door in time to make it to IHOP. We ran behind by a good deal and ended up eating McDonalds at the airport gate.

I flew out of Pittsburgh around 10:00 in the morning. Managed to look like a total idiot while I tried not to cry on the plane. Leaving Jay had to be the most upsetting part of the weekend. :c I really wish I could have stayed for the day.

When I got home I basically slept all day, and Tuesday I moped from having nothing to do and feeling lonely. But Jay's coming to visit on Friday and we've already got some awesome stuff planned. I'll live. <3

seriously tl;dr: good times. also Jayx1000.

HEY GARY

2009-06-09T20:28:56Z

LOOK WHAT I CAN DO!

it's been a while. hurr.

2009-06-01T19:48:20Z

wow. Haven't updated here in a while.

Basically, second semester of senior year ate away at my life. Haven't drawn nearly as much as I'd like to, and I'm swamped with stuff to do now that I've graduated...

And graduation! It wasn't nearly as big of a pain as I expected. Practice sort of sucked, but it sure beats going to school for an extra week and taking six exams. The ceremony itself didn't last all that long, I thought, and thank God it didn't rain like it did on my brother. And speaking of which, he was the only one who made it home to come see me, but I saw my whole family yesterday, even my crazy aunt who flew in from Ireland.

My mom and I had a cross-country trip planned for this summer as a graduation gift, but money got tight, the trip got shorter and shorter, and I called it off a while ago, hard as it was for her. I also said no to going to Jekyll this year, and it's probably my last chance to go without having to work around a job, but I think I've finally grown tired of it.

Though, as most people have found out, I am going to make it to AnthroCon this year. Finally. I'll be rooming with Drag, Crispi, Wolfy and her boyfriend, and Jay.

And I guess my relationship with Jay is a little more known now that I uploaded this but, yea. Everything with Carsen is over but, after all, we were never in an official relationship. I just hope that talking to him stops being so tense, especially once school starts in the fall...

SCAD, jeez. Words don't describe just how excited I am about it. Just the fact that I'm actually going there this fall is incredible. I'm still shaky about moving in with my grandmother, but hopefully everything will work out in the end.

And, as of more recently, I actually got a cell phone that isn't some cheap pay-as-you-go thing. Got an LG enV2 because I'm lame and suck at texting without a keyboard.
Also got a laptop, an Asus gaming laptop even though I'm the last person who should have it haha. Jay bought me Team Fortress:2, which I quickly discovered is really neat, but I suck so bad at it. Good God.

Other than that, well... everything's going really well.
See you in another month, LJ. Haha.

gary sucks and so does my handwriting. here's a meme.

2009-04-03T03:43:30Z

1) Write your name.
2) Write the name of two of your favorite bands/artists.
3) Write "I ♥ ______". (This is to see how you write hearts.)
4) Write the name of your all-time favorite person.
5) Write the name of a recently favorited person.
6) Tag six people to do this.

colleges.

2009-02-18T03:37:29Z

I went to visit SCAD-Atlanta on the sixth and I really enjoyed it. The area in Atlanta it's based in isn't one that freaks me out and, to boot, it's very secure and the interior of the buildings look very fresh and upbeat.

I submitted my portfolio which, to my surprise, was advised to contain my personal work more than my observational, more realistic stuff. SCAD, you're so silly.
Here's my final portfolio.

I should get a scholarship decision within the next four to six weeks, and whether or not I get a good sum of money is a big deciding factor on whether I'll go to SCAD or not. So recently I've been digging through various other scholarship opportunities because, honestly, I do not not NOT want to go to Georgia State.

I visited the campus today with my mom and Jesse [who may end up going there if he doesn't get accepted to Tech/doesn't have the money for Tech] and I was really not impressed at all. Firstly, downtown is just... augh. It's ugly and it scares me. And when driving by my mom says, "Lydia, that's where my friend got shot" doesn't exactly ease my paranoia about the area.

The campus was very jumbled, and they didn't have much to say to me when I said my interest was in Art. My mom took art classes there but, jeez, I don't think Georgia State is the best preparation for what I want to do after college. They don't even have anything beyond the broad as hell "Art" major.

So I guess I'll have up to six weeks worth of arguing about this with my mom, and then hopefully this will end with good news.

; ;

woohoo!

2009-02-06T23:24:46Z

I'm officially excited about college.

SCAD-Atlanta is so so so cool.

My application was being reviewed while I was there. My portfolio has to be in the 15th and the lady who looked over the art I brought with me told me to stick with my personal marker work, because she thinks it'll earn me more scholarships in the end.

:D

The campus was awesome. The students were awesome. Everything was awesome.

And Carsen joined me on the tour.
It was actually a nice visit.
eee. ; ;

dexter.

2009-01-09T01:58:04Z

I started watching Dexter online and ended up buying the first season on DVD today.

So good. ohmygod.

i should have my own cooking show.

2009-01-04T23:54:43Z

I made these super awesome biscuits all by myself.

Check out the proof:

DELICIOUS.

jk, eralkfang made them for me. omnom.

another year.

2009-01-01T06:52:19Z

I was going to say something here.

But I changed my mind and decided to wish everyone a happy new year.

Don't disappoint, 2009. Seriously.

classy.

2008-11-24T20:02:09Z

http://www.peta.org/cooking-mama/index.asp?c=pcmgb08

Oh, Peta.

npd.

2008-11-23T03:25:22Z

I went to National Portfolio Day today with my mom and Carsen. I saw five schools [RISD, RMCAD, VCU, NHIA, and RIT] in the time span of 11-3:00. Yikes.

The lady who reviewed my stuff at the RISD table told me I looked really nervous, but I'm really just shy about these things. 3: Was also kinda irritable a few minutes before because I was super hungry. My mom lied to some guy cleaning up all the food that was for the people reviewing portfolios and told him I was a diabetic and needed something to eat pronto. My mom's so weird.

She told me that the things in my sketchbook were probably more worthy of being in a finished portfolio than some of the larger things I took in and to omit the paintings since I really haven't mastered the medium.

VCU, I think, told me to keep them. lol oh who knows.

My mom told me to go to the RMCAD table, 'cause she got a full scholarship there and was always dying to go but my grandparents didn't let her. Made some snide comment about, "sucks to not be able to go to the school you want to go to, huh?" and she got all pissed. Expected her to just dismiss what I said but she went on about it.

SURPRISING, though, when I was talking to the girl at RISD Carsen somehow managed to smooth talk my mom into considering the idea of me going to SCAD Atlanta. Wtf, Carsen, how did you do that. D: _wooooo.

RMCAD told me about their animal anatomy class [already knew, but apparently the lady's husband taught it whoa]. Also suggested I go to a zoo and draw the animals since I already express interest in that subject matter and it'd also be drawing from life. Win/win.

I don't really remember what VCU said. Durr. My mom told me to go there since they offered cartooning or something.

The guy from NHIA was pretty cool. They offered illustration and had no one waiting so Carsen was all, "GO HERE."
He told me I had the best sketchbook he'd seen all day and admired that I didn't just copy pictures out of comic books. Yay.
Basically told him I really didn't want to move that far north [so cold] and he told me to make an igloo. IRONICALLY, Carsen randomly explained how igloos were made over lunch. I found it pretty funny.

RIT was scoring portfolios on a scale of 1-6.5 and the guy gave me a 6. Woo. :O
He said my use of color was really strong and he loved my composition in certain pieces. [like this one: http://legatoswidow.deviantart.com/art/Texture-99225138]

Aaand that's about it. My mom's threatening to take me to see Twilight.
Someone save me. :C

hospital.

2008-11-08T14:59:26Z

Last night I ended up in the emergency room crying, blind, and feeling a migraine coming on. I've come to the conclusion that over death, loss, or whatever, I fear what my own body can do to me more than anything else.

Friday afternoon in fifth period [around 2:00-2:10] I was skipping office aide and working for Ms. Coleman to finish a t-shirt design for Close Up and finalize my student life page for yearbook.

All of the sudden, I get a sharp pain in my right side and terrible nausea. I head up to the nurse to see if Aleve will help at all, and she says it may have something to do with my appendix. "If the pain doesn't go away in a day or so, go to your doctor."

My mom comes to pick me up no less than thirty minutes later. I call her to tell her I have to stay after school for yearbook... but I doubt that's going to happen.

When I get home the pain goes away for maybe half an hour to an hour and then comes back dull and around the lower central part of my stomach for the rest of the night.

My doctor's out of town, so I have to go see the nurse practitioner instead. She says, yea, it could very well be appendicitis. I'm sent to their lab for a urine sample and blood work. My poor left arm doesn't know how bad it's going to get.

I'm then sent from the office to the actual hospital for a CT scan of my abdomen. When we get to the hospital, the doctors there realize what they meant was my pelvic region. So there goes another twenty or so minutes, and I'm starving.

The first IV is put in my arm, and the procedure takes longer than I anticipated. When it's done they take out the IV and tell me, yea, you can go eat now. So I'm all about the pumpkin pancakes at IHOP and we head over.

My mom gets a phone call half-way through my meal.

"She needs to go to the ER."
"Well, she's eating now."
"Have her stop!"

That's really all they said. Was I really supposed to eat?
"Maybe you should go throw up."
I couldn't, I have no gag reflex. And then my mom feels stupid for having suggested it.

We get to the ER and the woman there at the desk has been on her shift for maybe two minutes. She doesn't know where I need to go, where my paperwork has been sent, who my doctor is supposed to be, anything. My mom has to call whoever just contacted her at IHOP and find out WHY I'm at the ER and WHO I'm supposed to be seeing. "If you know she has appendicitis, why are we here? Just admit her to the hospital."

The ER doesn't do anything in a flash, so I get to wait even more. And when I'm finally called back into the room where the doctors will see me, I wait again.

But before all this waiting, I get to give another urine sample and twice as much blood as before was drawn. The second IV was put in my arm, which is now starting to swell and bruise in the one little area I keep getting stabbed in.

This is where my migraine comes into play. Everyone told me, "it's probably from all the stress you've dealt with today", but I have this feeling that it's from the blood.

Why the hell did they need all that? I just felt like I was going to pass out and then I get an aura. For the next fifteen to thirty minutes all I really see in the right side of my vision is a bunch of nonsensical lines squiggling around and forming a crescent moon. That's the best I can ever describe it.

It's probably the most frustrating thing I have ever dealt with. Ever. I hate auras more than words can describe.

Of course everyone has just left when I'm starting to go blind. When someone finally comes in, I can hardly see half of her. I tell her, "I really need Imitrex, or anything that'll stop this." I've been told that as soon as I get an aura, I need to take Imitrex.

The ER doesn't do anything in a flash.

My aura is gone and my head is starting to kill me by the time I get a shot in my right arm. The IV is taken out... after serving no purpose.

The surgeon, who so happens to be the same person who removed my mom's gallbladder a few years back, comes in and explains to me that my appendix is borderline inflamed and I could have appendicitis but it's too early to state a diagnosis. He pokes around on my stomach and tells me that, according to the location of my pain and the way this all came about, it's more than likely something dealing with my ovary than my appendix.

If it were my appendix I should have gotten dull pains that started in my stomach and intensified as they moved to my right side, not the other way around.

He comes to some form of conclusion that I have a cyst on my ovary, where during my period at the end of October the sac the egg was in filled with fluid. I think it burst? I really don't know. He gave me three options:

a) Be admitted to the hospital and stay overnight so I could be monitored.
b) Have the surgery done right now. But just kidding, you've already eaten so that's out of the question.
c) Go home, eat, and sleep and come back in the morning and we'll see if my blood count goes up, supporting the diagnosis of appendicitis.

I get more blood taken this morning and, ta-da, my white blood count is down. It's not appendicitis; it's more than likely my ovary.

I go back on Tuesday to find out just what I need to do. Augh.
I want this over with.

it was bound to happen.

2008-09-03T03:42:04Z

Long store short: I got "ran over" today.

I decided to bike up to Kroger today after school to find prices for my economics assignment. On the path right outside the K-Mart/Kroger shopping area, I turned a corner at the same time as some guy going the opposite direction and I hit him head on.

I, being on a bike, obviously got the worst of it. My bike turned to the right, flipped over, and I fell on my left side. [And as my mom would love to point out at this moment, I thankfully didn't land on my head since I was lacking a helmet]

The inside of my leg is scraped up pretty bad and the top of my left foot got banged up when my shoe decided to fly off.

The only thing really bothering me is the huge bruise on my leg... which is apparently disgusting enough to convince my mom to drag me to the emergency room.

I sat there for hours just to get called back, looked at for a few minutes, and told I was perfectly fine but my leg was going to hurt so much worse tomorrow.

They prescribed my Vicodin, wrote me out an excuse to get out of school tomorrow [which I probably won't use], and gave me a lovely little ice pack to strap to my leg.

And that was my evening. Though I did actually finish a good portion of my project.
_{I blame this all on Melvin.}

august is almost over.

2008-08-30T21:11:30Z

I've been dreading the end of August all month, probably all summer. By Tuesday I have to give $500 dollars in ad sales to my yearbook teacher.

Since Wednesday I've basically gone out with either Jesse, Matré, or my mother and just asked random businesses if they'd be interested in buying ad space in the SMHS yearbook.

I'm sure Kiersten isn't going to like that, but I've been pretty desperate. I really don't have anyone to blame but myself for waiting until now, considering I got all the information before the last school year ended, but whatever.

I have three ads sold so far: two business card-sized ads and one half-page ad. All in all it adds up to $400, giving me an 80% in the class right now.

I'm hoping that one of the other forty places I went to will call back interested with at least a business card-sized ad so I can be done with this for good.

first day of school

2008-08-12T01:35:12Z

because.

First Period: Economics with Melvin
There's really only one person I know in the class, who I haven't exactly talked to since freshman year. Most everyone in the class are people I've had a pretty rotten impression of for forever, but I can say that I liked my teacher right off the bat.
The typical surveys teachers have you go through in order to get to know you better consisted of the following:
Do you have a job? If yes, how can this benefit me?
Create a haiku about your talents and hobbies.
You have 24 hours to live. What type of sandwich do you want?
A huge improvement from Hubbert and Eley so far. First good teacher in the social studies department? I sure hope so.

Second Period: Printmaking with Little
No need to speak of this teacher.
Jesse's in my class, as well as Jessy. I can imagine this getting a bit confusing, but oh well. I'm excited to spend the year in a class with Jesse where I can actually talk to him.

Third Period: British Literature with... Bruhn
Bruuuhn. I've hoped to all that's scared that I wouldn't ever, ever, ever get her.
She seemed alright today, but whatever. Her yearly syllabus was turned into a "literary FAQ" which essentially, to me, looked like a bunch of rumors she tried to talk herself out of.
Though, apparently, she's automatically fond of me for drawing her a picture of her friends as the characters from The Wizard of Oz. Fabulous memories, but at least it's helping me in the end.

Fourth Period: Yearbook with Coleman
I. Have not. Sold. My ads. I'm pretty much freaking the fuck out right now with fear of actually having to do it [anti-social much?] and not getting it done within the next month.
I'm just hoping this turns out to be a good choice after all my worrying over this is past.
Other than that, I'm still favoring the one sophomore girl that I met at Yearbook Camp. The "veterans" all seem really nice, but I haven't actually met them.
Also, Mr. Lar [Matré's father] can do my senior pictures. So excited. :D

Fifth Period: Chemistry with Bryant
I don't think what I got out of Mrs. Bryant today qualifies as an impression. She just seemed straight forward and plain. I guess I'll get to see her true colors later, hopefully not to prove everything I've heard to be true. Augh. All the shitty teachers senior year, thanks Starr's Mill.
Walked into class to find the seating arrangement projected on the wall. I stupidly did a double take when I saw 'Matré' and 'Tippett' seated across from each other. I can't for the life of me remember what her name is [Emily? Emma? Something], but the only real thing she said to me was, "you know my brother".
I want the real Matré back. ;___;
Also, Mr. Mittens is in my class! YES.

Sixth Period: Advanced Algebra & Trigonometry with Peavyhouse
SHE'S PREGNANT AGAIN. AGAIN. AGAIN.
She was just out for maternity leave last year. Sweet Jesus. What is with this school and pregnant teachers?
Anyways, all I have to say is
I should have gotten Mr. Henderson.
Who totally wasn't there when I went by his room to complain. Bitch.