Those Who Dream By Day

sitting on the grass

2006-03-21T22:31:00.000-06:00

Well, it's Bible Conference week. This is our "Spring Break," but
it's anything but a break. You end up feeling more exhausted in that
week than in a normal school week. I have so many plans to schedule
and make sure I'm not double-booking, and I have to get art projects
done despite the Art Building only being open for 2 hours each day.
And I have these stupid stupid marketing group project meetings
scheduled when I would love to eat lunch with friends. . . . GRRR!!
But it's okay. I'll live. I guess I just want it to be over so I can
go back to my routine where there aren't these awkward, empty blocks
of time scattered everywhere, and I don't have to be making plans to
go to things with people every moment of the day.

It's also called "Social Drop/Add" week. . . .

But anyhow, I got this email from my friend Zach (zacfoo.com) today.
I suppose I'm honored. Ha ha. That boy cracks me up.
_______________
Subject: sitting on the grass

**don't know whether this got out to you all or not, so here goes again.
please disregard if this is the second time i annoyed you. but still
respond to whether you can come or not.

well, you know how this is the only time that we get to do this sort of
delinquent behavior, so i thought that maybe we should make a point of
it. come sit on the grass with me this week around lunch time. and
while we're at it, why don't we just eat something too.

i know this is a ragtag group. many of you may not know each other, but
that's the point. it'll be a great time for all the hotties and studs
to finally meet... right?

btw, if you know any hotties and studs, please invite them. us losers
need to be in the mix.

the day is set for wednesday, with an option for rain or cold on
thursday. let me know if you can or cannot make it. also, invite anyone
cool or interesting or ridiculously good-looking to join us.

have a good BCON 2K6,
zacfoo

it's official

2006-03-19T14:55:00.000-06:00

I'm official. An official art major. Well, I "may continue with
reservation." Reservation meaning I have to show improvement in some
areas and that "some difficulty is expected." This is actually the
"grade" most people get, so I'm more than happy with it. Their
comments weren't too brutal; they were actually pretty nice, but they
said that my design work was "lacking in creativity and excitement"
and that I need to gain "a stronger sense of what is effective and
beautiful in design." I could have told them that. :-)

I would have a 4.0 in my major if it weren't for Calligraphy. >_> But
my classes this semester might kill it. I got a range of 3.3-4.4 out
of 6 on my work, meaning I'm in the Average/Good range. Here are the
comments from my sheet. . . .

Sophomore Test: 67% (ha ha, failed that)

Attitude:
Classroom decorum - 4.4 - Good
Artistic interest - 4.3 - Good
Comments:
Kirsten is a serious student and works hard. She exhibits a positive
attitude in the classroom and is generally teachable. She asks
thoughtful questions and listens well. Kirsten is willing to accept
criticism and look for better solutions. She seems to be serious
about the major.

Aptitude:
Manual dexterity - 4.1 - Good
Artistic ability (talent) - 4.3 - Good
Comments:
Kirsten's work is generally above average. She received good to
excellent ratings in most of her art classes. The faculty believes
Kirsten has ability and seems to approach her work with a developing
artistic understanding. There are a few concerns about Kirsten's
design work being lacking in creativity and excitement.

Summary:
The Art Faculty Committee has approved Kirsten to continue with
reservation. She is encouraged to utilize her base of knowledge,
supplementing it with new methods of creative problem-solving through
research. The Committee feels Kirsten should be able to compete in
the design industry as she gains a stronger sense of what is
effective and beautiful in design.

May continue with reservation:
The art faculty feels that the student can complete an art major
successfully; however, because of a problem or problems indicated in
the written report, some difficulty is expected. The student should
proceed with caution and plan to rectify the suggested difficulty.

Okay, that's it. I'm satisfied. :-) Happy happy. :-)

James 1:2-6

2006-03-16T06:35:00.000-06:00

From the ESV. . . .

"Count it all joy, my brothers, when you meet trials of various
kinds, for you know that the testing of your faith produces
steadfastness. And let steadfastness have its full effect, that you
may be perfect and complete, lacking in nothing.

"If any of you lacks wisdom, let him ask God, who gives generously to
all without reproach, and it will be given him. But let him ask in
faith, with no doubting, for the one who doubts is like a wave of the
sea that is driven and tossed by the wind."

James 1:2-6

Story of my life right now: I'm going through a trial, and I need
wisdom. After Bible Conference week I have to make a decision on
whether or not I need to make a decision. I'm very emotional now, so
I'm likely to make an irrational decision if I did it right now. So
I'm waiting. And it's killing me. I need God's guidance and
direction. I'm so tired of messing up.

I'm off

2006-03-14T19:22:00.000-06:00

Off-campus, that is. Christy invited me over to her house just to chill out. I put the photo section up; it's on the sidebar. You can hover your mouse pointer over the thumbnails for an explanation of the photo. Though I haven't been getting this to work in FireFox on a Mac. . . .

Yeah, it's been a long while since I've posted anything. I'll have to post an update soon. It's been so crazy busy around here!

fly Delta home

2006-02-18T22:44:00.000-06:00

A girl in my prayer group got shipped. This will have a lovely effect
on a lot of the art majors, since she was one of the popular ones.
I'm not even going to get into it. It's frustrating when people
(myself included) forget to think.

I've been talking to my friend Dietz a lot lately. He's letting me
borrow his really really nice SLR camera. It's beautiful, and it has
a really nice zoom lens on it, and I'm praying I don't break it or
anything. I'm so excited about getting to use it. I think I'm going
to pick up some film on Monday (!).

I haven't posted for a couple days, mostly because of stress and
maybe whatever illness that's been sucking out my initiative. I've
been going to bed at 11 for a couple nights, but it doesn't seem to
help. I got about 9 hours of sleep last night, so I feel a little
better now. I also cried for the first time in a really long time.
They were bitter tears, mostly because I got so frustrated with
myself, then I drag people into it. I think it helped just a little
bit. To cry, that is. Sometimes it just needs to be done.

I took my pictures on Friday, because, praise the Lord, it didn't
rain and it was bright and sunny. I even went to work an hour early
so I could leave an hour early and save daylight. I got my pictures
taken really fast, and I was happy. That night I went to a party at
Christy's. That was nice and fun.

I'm slowly putting together my portfolio for Sophomore check next
week. I have to turn my stuff in Wednesday. I've been pushing myself
to touch up some of my design stuff, but my initiative is shot.
Getting me down into the design lab to print it off will be a challenge.

Well, I'm killer tired right now, so I'm going to call it a night.

Words of wisdom for tonight: don't get into a psychological debate
with a senior Science Ed major.

that suffocating feeling

2006-02-14T22:22:00.000-06:00

I feel like I'm being smothered. Smothered by everything this week
and next week (Sophomore check, AHH!!). Too many projects. Too many
things to organize. Too many things to think about.

And with it being Valentine's Day, there's a whole lot more chaos and
such craziness going on. I didn't get a whole lot of sleep last
night. I woke up feeling anxious and slightly sick. Yeah, every once
and a while I feel ill. Plus I've been having to traipse around
campus on a terribly sore thigh joint (which Emily knows I've equated
with having a leg severed), with my Ibuprofen out of my reach. All
these things take away my appetite, so I haven't eaten a whole lot
today, therefore I was starving most of the day.

I know that V-Day stirs up a lot of bitterness in single people
especially. I guess I've become desensitized or something. I'm not
jealous when I see guys carrying flowers or a million twitterpated
couples standing around. I guess it's because I don't really want it
right now. Or I'm not worried about it anymore. Or I'm just used to
it because it IS college and everyone here is "that age."

I guess I'm not "taken," but I can't say that I'm single either. I
don't know how it works, but it does. Maybe the word is
"unavailable." Or "no longer accepting applications." Or whatever the
case may be. I unfortunately have quite the list to fall back on if I
needed / wanted to.

Mad props to Courtney for the email (containing some illustrations)
she sent out. Those really made my day, plus they're gorgeous.
They're officially my desktop wallpaper right now. You rock, babe.

Okay, I think it's about time I called it a night.

strange things are happenin'

2006-02-13T21:27:00.000-06:00

David informed me that he was able to read my blog posts through
BJUBloggers.com. I knew I was listed, but I wasn't aware that they
put up an RSS feed. So, that's pretty cool, I guess. . . . Now I have
to think of interesting things to post about besides my boring life.

There was a spectacular message presented in chapel today, at least
for me. It made sense to me. Something he said repeatedly was that we
"only do what we love." That makes sense. I get As in my major
classes because it's something I love to do, but I get Cs in all my
other classes. I don't do my devotions all the time because I don't
"love" doing it. It all makes sense now in a roundabout way.

But anyhow, I realized I have a really busy week ahead of me.

1. touch up pieces for my Sophomore portfolio
2. put together my Sophomore portfolio
3. sign David's show guestbook before his show goes down
4. get together sometime with Mark for Liz's "photo-shoot" for her
recital invitation
5. do photography assignment BEFORE Saturday
6. meet with the really weird guys in my Marketing project group to
discuss the project
7. ask a guy to my dating outing
8. go to Christy's party on Friday
9. start on Adrienne's recital invitations
10. start on society dating outing invitations
11. work on my painting
12. door signs!

That means I have to sacrifice some things for the moment.

1. sleep
2. my social life
3. sitting around doing nothing productive

On top of it all I feel a little heartsick all of a sudden for a
number of reasons. I feel helpless, and I'm haunted by these dormant
feelings that suddenly resurfaced themselves. A couple of my friends
are going through things, and I wish I could do something. One friend
just got kicked out of his house by his parents and is now living in
his friend's attic until he can find a place. Another is under a lot
of pressure just being home and working. Several are getting sick of
being here. I can't call one of them because that would be
dangerously out of place on so many levels to do so. I can't call the
other because I don't know what to say that'll help.

I hate that I can't do anything. I hate that I can't see the future.
I hate that I can't know why things happen. I hate that I can't be in
control. I hate that I can't have what I want when I want it. I hate
that I can't seem to be happy with all the good things that have been
dropped into my lap.

But I'm glad God doesn't give me what I want. If I got what I wanted,
things could just be . . . bad. I did get what I wanted once, and I
realized it wasn't good for me at the time. I would definitely be
missing out on the good things God has planned for me. I just feel
like I can never be satisfied. I'm discontent because I haven't
accepted that I'm not in control and won't (and shouldn't) be.

I basically have a lot to learn.

Oh yeah, and it never hurts to pray. That's really the only thing I
can do. I can't stay like this, because I get terribly non-
productive. I've shed enough tears over things that don't need my
overdone lamentations and are out of my control.

Well, tomorrow is Valentine's Day, and Tim is up to something, I know
it. . . .

sharpies and microwaves

2006-02-13T14:39:00.000-06:00

What happens when you put a Sharpie in a microwave? The junior
highers that sit around me in chapel seem to have figured it out.

rain and photography

2006-02-12T11:30:00.000-06:00

Yesterday was . . . interesting. It rained almost all day, and I had
to do photography. Fortunately it stopped raining for about an hour
and a half. So I went outside into the freezing cold to take
pictures. Because it was so gloomy outside, the shutter speeds and f/
stops had to be really low, so I'm pretty sure my pictures are going
to be blurry, especially since composition isn't really my thing. It
was pretty discouraging, but it's done. Now I know to start on this
stuff earlier in the week.

The rest of the day I was in the Art Building just hanging around,
basically. I was working on my color project, but my brush isn't that
good, so I'm going to wait until I can get a hold of a good brush. My
painting is actually coming along better than the other one was at
this time, so I'm happy. I need to work on that a bit this week; it's
due Thursday.

Okay, so I'm headed to lunch now. . . .

traffic jam

2006-02-10T06:41:00.000-06:00

A little thing that a friend of mine sent to me. I thought it was funny.

A driver is stuck in a traffic jam on the highway. Nothing is
moving. Suddenly a man knocks on the window.

The driver rolls down his window and asks, "What happened?"

"Terrorists have kidnapped Hillary Clinton, Ted Kennedy, Jesse
Jackson, and Al Sharpton. They are asking for a $10 million ransom.
Otherwise they are going to douse them with gasoline and set them on
fire. We are going from car to car, taking up a collection."

The driver asks, "How much is everyone giving, on average?"

"About a gallon"

as I wear myself out

2006-02-09T22:23:00.000-06:00

So I turned my poster in. . . . Not sure if it'll get checked or what
will happen. Guess I'll find out tomorrow when I go to pick it up.

Today was a fairly fun day. I had my art classes today, which are
always fun, and I get to see my dear friend Timotheus all the time.
He said he liked my hair and that my socks were hot. :-) We finally
got him to come to Art Dinner this week, and he was the only other
guy besides "Sheffy," an ex-graphic design major that frequents Art
Dinners and keeps the conversation alive and . . . lively. Ah, I love
them, I always get a good laugh.

Talked to David while he was in the Art Building about random stuff.
He now wants me to find out if this girl he likes has a boyfriend.
He's such a weirdo.

Anyhow, I have so many freelance design projects I need to get at
really soon. Plus all that dating outing stuff. Ehhh . . . I'm going
to bed right now.

I'm forgeting everything!

2006-02-08T22:39:00.000-06:00

I forgot to turn in my society poster today to get checked! Gaahh!

But it's okay, I think, I remember someone telling me that they're
not really that strict on that turn-in date. It's technically not
"due" until Friday, so I don't know why it has to get to the DSO
before Wednesday. Maybe they understand that we're busy stressed out
college students with a full work-day and a lot going on.

Oh, I know I'm going to forget to do my photography assignment. This
could be bad.

Other than all that, nothing interesting happened today,
unfortunately. Just a boring day in general.

holy cow

2006-02-07T22:10:00.000-06:00

What a crazy family. Today I had lunch with Tim, his freshman
brother, his brother's girlfriend, and a friend from their church. I
was hardly able to eat anything because I was laughing so hard nearly
the whole time. Tim and his brother are so funny together.

I've found that Tim's also obsessed with doing laundry. I think I'll
keep him around for a while. Caleb, my junior high chapel buddy,
keeps teasing me about the whole thing. I tell him too much. Shoot,
that kid knows everyone.

I feel I'm getting impatient, though. But I know now to take things
really slow. I feel like I don't have any time, when in reality I
really have all the time in the world, and this is the best way to do
it and to get to know someone. Well, now I have a dating outing
candidate, even though I'd rather just go alone and be involved in
the program.

Okay, so I have Management to read, but the quiz isn't until next
week, so I think I'm going to be a procrastinator and do it later.
I've exhausted myself today.

rain or snow?

2006-02-06T22:25:00.000-06:00

We were told we were getting snow today . . . but instead we got a
ton of rain. I left my umbrella in my first hour classroom, so I was
without one all day. I tried to stay indoors or under the walkways
all day.

Well, I went the Art Building tonight to spend many hours on my
society poster. I only had to spend an hour on it. I found some
really good stock photography, and I didn't have a whole lot of
information that I needed to put on it, so it was pretty quick. It
turned out really nice. I'm happy. :-)

So things have been really good today. Lots of good things happened,
and I'm content. Tired, but content. Have a wonderful night!

I confuse myself

2006-02-05T20:52:00.000-06:00

Eh, that David is just causing me to confuse myself by over-thinking
his cryptic statements. As if I needed more of that. Is it really
possible for guys to get good or bad "vibes" from other guys,
especially that their female friends are hanging around with? Are
they that perceptive of such things?

The message this morning from Stephen Jones was really good. It
actually hit pretty close to home, so to say. It was a message on
covetousness, and it basically verbalized why I've been so miserable
for the past . . . well, it's been almost five months now. Holy cow.
I've just been coveting things (in this case, a guy, unfortunately)
that aren't mine, and I'm just plain dissatisfied with myself because
I can't have it. He kept listing points off, and I kept thinking,
"yup, that's me." I'm so selfish, and it's going to take a long time
to conquer that, I know it. Let me tell you, having selfishness end
up dictating your life is one of the most frustrating things to live
with. I've missed out on so many things because I was terrified of
asserting myself into things like social situations. And it almost
guarantees that any good deep relationship won't be happy.

Well, I went to David's show opening, even though I've already seen
everything in it. I ran into people; Andrea, Christy, other work
people, and people that I haven't seen in forever, Tim French, Zach
Stafford, and others. I was introduced to David's family (it's
slightly awkward, but oh well) and just stood around and talked with
people. I talked with Zach for a little bit and made fun of Zeta Chi,
since he's going to be president of it next semester. I believe I
have license to, since I know a ton of the guys in there, all the TC
guys join it, I dated a Z guy, and they're my brother society. Oh
well. I think David's going to go into hibernation for a couple weeks
after this.

I practiced my smile today. Lately all I've been showing in my photos
are a mouthful of gums. . . . I'm trying to get to the smile I have
in that Artist Series pic that I have for ever profile picture. Ick.
At least my teeth are white . . . ish.

I'm going to wave (as opposed to curl) my hair for tomorrow, and
maybe I'll go without glasses. Contacts instead, of course.

unspoken graphic design rules

2006-02-05T16:00:00.000-06:00

My ex-boyfriend sent (when we were dating, duh) this to me when I was
feeling down. I thought they were so funny, because they're so true.
I see these things all the time in the print/publishing/design
business. Yeah, I didn't feel down after that.

UNSPOKEN GRAPHIC DESIGN RULES

1. Your fonts will default to the worst possible font available on
the machine you are showing your work on.

2. The less time you have the more useless your computer will become.

3. If you have two versions of a photo, the wrong one will make its
way to the printer.

4. Promises made by the sales staff have no basis in reality.

5. The sales staff will promise anything.

6. If the text consists of two words, one will be misspelled.

7. Speed. Quality. Affordability. Pick two.

8. If the run is wrong, it's never the press operator's fault.

9. Spell checkers don't.

10. Grammar checkers don't, either.

11. Proof readers are useless.

12. Global search-and-replaces aren't.

13. The index entry you leave out will be the first one the client
looks under.

14. Optical Character Recognition (OCR) is good comedy.

15. If three designs are shown to a client, your least favorite will
be chosen or any combination of worst components of each.

16. If two designs are shown, a third will be requested. If provided,
then one of the first two will be chosen.

17. If you ask for more copy it will be sent as a jpeg. If you ask
for images they will send powerpoint presentations.

18. Clients don't have their company logo in a usable print ready
format so don't bother asking.

19. Blue line proofs reveal previously invisible errors.

20. The best designs never survive contact with the client.

21. You will misspell the name of the client's spouse.

22. Your best idea is already copyrighted.

23. The best way to find errors in your code is to show a client "a
new feature."

24. There is no stock photo ever made that matches the image you have
in your head.

25. Creative inspiration flows in inverse proportion to the distance
from the studio.

26. Time allowed to complete work is inversely proportional to time
taken by client to work out what to complain about.

27. Doctors, astronauts, and plumbers need training to do their jobs,
but anyone with a computer is a graphic designer.

28. No matter how detailed the tech support FAQ is, nobody has ever
heard of your problem.

29. The number of colours in a client's design will equal the number
of colours in the original bid specs, plus two.

30. The client's disk won't run on your equipment & when it does will
contain unusable copyrighted images.

31. If you purchase new equipment to read your client's disk, it will
be the last disk of that type you will ever receive.

32. Your client will often not like your design but not quite know why.

33. Computer crashes always happen exactly 30 seconds before saving.

34. A client who knows exactly what he wants is worse than one that
has no idea.

35. Clients who do not provide content upfront will complain about
the use of Latin Copy.

36. Everything has to be done immediately, deadlines are incredibly
important unless client has to provide materials or approve your work.

37. The customer is always right. And an idiot.

staying in the lines

2006-02-04T23:29:00.000-06:00

Yeah, I can't do it. My color theory project proves it. Maybe it's
the brush, maybe it's just me. Oh well, at least I have until March
to get it right.

Today Christy took me and Tucker off; we went to the park to play
frisbee (just so us girls could wear pants, haha), but we ended up
going to the zoo instead. That was pretty fun. The Greenville Zoo is
really small, but most of the animals were out, so all was good. One
of the leopards was right up by the glass, so we got pictures with
it. It was so cute. I got some pictures; I'll put them up in my photo
gallery as soon as I can get some off-campus Wi-Fi. But anyhow, after
all that we went downtown to eat before heading back to campus. Fun
stuff.

Tonight, after a nice nap, I went to the art building to work on my
color theory project, only to find that it was going to be harder
than expected. So I helped David put some final things together for
his show (which opens tomorrow!) and gave him some good ideas (he
said I was a genius at least twice :-) ). His show's lookin' good so
far. He's probably still in the Art Building right now finishing up
things. . . . That or he's at Wal-mart to buy a tablecloth.

David mentioned some observations to me that have got me pretty
troubled right now. I emailed him for an explanation, clarification
or something. I'll probably end up ranting about it in an entry soon.
It's nothing against him, it just gets me frustrated about things. Ya
know, things that you don't know and that are out of your control. . . .

okay, yesterday. . . .

2006-02-03T12:34:00.000-06:00

Yesterday was fairly . . . different. I went to the clinic after
lunch. Alas, I do not have sciatica, just some tissue inflammation
caused by overtaxation (probably from my drive back to school from
break). So I have to take a ton of ibuprofen every day and do some
stretching exercises. Heh, I don't think anyone can be more out of
shape than I am. I dunno, this whole thing with my hip is getting to
the point where it's becoming an annoyance.

I went to art dinner for the first time in, like, two weeks. It was
pretty entertaining. I love it. Most of the usual people were at the
circus, which was in town. So it was just a bunch of girls and a
handful of guys last night.

All evening, having no assignment obligations for the next day, I
hung out in the Art Building. I watched some people draw and work on
stuff, then I went to the Snack Shop to get ice cream with Tim. David
was there as well getting ice cream, being very low on sleep and just
rattling off nonsensical stuff about his show and showing off the
various injuries he attained from cutting matboard. His show is going
up tonight. I'm excited to see his stuff.

I think today is going to be a little boring, but it's the weekend,
so I can sleep in tomorrow morning!

brain-dead tired

2006-02-02T21:57:00.000-06:00

I'm too stinkin' tired to post anything profound right now. Good night!

grr. . . .

2006-02-02T07:30:00.000-06:00

Okay, it'd be nice if this thing would post my entries on the day I
actually send them, instead of at 2AM in the morning the next day.

holiday!

2006-02-02T01:43:00.000-06:00

With tomorrow as the Day of Prayer / Day of Rest, there isn't any
homework due tomorrow, so I have nothing to do tonight! And I have to
find something to do tomorrow afternoon with there being no classes.
Work?

Speaking of work, I'm illustrating for the cover of the new
Literature book edition. Well, it's going to be one of many concepts,
so it might not even be used at all. Oh well, it gives me something
to do. And I'm actually drawing for the first time in forever! Fun
stuff.

And Dietz thinks it's fun to take a picture of me at dinner tonight
with his cellphone camera and post it (via the cellphone, mind you)
to his chemistry site that he's using for student teaching. (http://
chemistry.thinkdietz.com/index.php)

Well, I've been having these hip and leg pains for almost three
weeks, and my optimistic mother says it could be sciatica (which runs
in the family). How nice. I thought I was going to go this year's
second semester without having to go to Barge and have all those
appointments and having blood taken a million times and being put on
a billion different medications. Last year one of the medications I
had to take was the most horrible medication EVER. It required that I
take it every 6 hours with like 16 ounces of water and then I
couldn't lie down for half-an-hour after that. It was WRETCHED.
Clindamycin, I believe it was called. Avoid it. Evil stuff that cuts
into your sleep time.

My advice: Don't get sick. Just don't do it. It works until you get
hit by a car or pinch an important nerve or eat something poisoned.

But I don't think I'm going to get out of it this time. Everything
seems to hit me health-wise in the second semester. And I believe I
get my pragmatism from my mother.

So right now I'm thinking I'd better head over to Barge tomorrow
afternoon instead of going to work. That's if the pain keeps up like
this. Oh well, at least it keeps things exciting!

when I'm feeling down . . .

2006-02-01T19:25:00.000-06:00

. . . I go through my photos and look at pictures of friends. Because
they're all crazy, and good memories make me happy.

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goodbye to Starbucks

2006-01-31T20:36:00.000-06:00

Stephen announced today in chapel that the University was removing
the Starbucks product from our Snack Shop. This is because of a
homosexual statement that they placed on some kind of collector's
cup. We contacted someone high in the chain of command and notified
them that we were offended by the quote, and we would have to boycott
if nothing was done. Apparently the company has neglected to call the
University back despite several phone messages left with them and
even an email written to them by a regional representative. So the
University is removing their account with them.

Now I'm not a big fan of coffee in general thus don't frequent
Starbucks, but I think the University made a good move because 1) a
lot of people look at what the University does and what their stands
are, and 2) it was just plain RUDE that the representative or whoever
it was we were talking to wouldn't call us back. Okay, that's just
plain bad business. I'm in several business classes, and they all say
that's a sure-fire way to lose a customer. That's no way to treat
anybody, even a big-name fundamental Christian college. I doubt I'll
be patronizing them at all in the near future.

I guess I have more respect for why the University suggests we
boycott some of these companies. Society is so screwed up these days.
Last year Dr. Bob suggested boycotting Hardees because of a
commercial, but I didn't really understand until summer vacation when
I actually saw one of the commercials in the same genre. I'll just
say that it featured Paris Hilton and car. Okay, not much really
fazes me anymore, but I was appalled after seeing this commercial. I
thought I was watching some porn clip! People are so sick and messed
up these days. We are definitely living in the End Times.

I'm so sick of the way the world is today, but alas, we are fallen
creatures, and it'll only get worse. I'm practically terrified of
going out on my own into the world after I graduate. With all the
dangers to women and the things people are doing to children these
days. . . . I think myself crazy for wanting to eventually bring
children into this world. I'm going to have to carry the huge
responsibility of protecting them from all the evils of society.
Things are so much different now than they were, say, ten years ago.
And despite my efforts, one is likely to fall a statistic. So maybe
I'm just paranoid and pessimistic, but I'm also a pragmatist. . . .

Okay, so I went off on rabbit-trails. It's been a long day for the
most part. Now I have to go read my Management assignment. Blah.

sometimes things make me change my mind. . . .

2006-01-31T00:23:00.000-06:00

Okay, so I got those assignments read. Now I have more assignments to
read. It's quite depressing. Just one thing after another.

Me and Christy went to a cheap steakhouse for dinner, a kinda spur-of-
the-moment thing. It was really good, and I'm pretty sure that me and
Christy are going to be hanging out a lot this semester. Come
summer . . . poor thing. . . .

I got my painting done. It's okay, but it's done, with time to spare.
I had a splitting headache all afternoon and evening, but it seems to
be gone now. I was planning to go to bed early. Now I have time to
read my marketing assignment and finish all my Bible Prophecy
reading. Well, that's a lot of reading. Marketing may have to
be . . . skipped.

I was talking to a friend before I left the art building for the
evening. He was telling me about what he wanted to do after
graduation. For some reason I left the building feeling slightly
down. Maybe because I started thinking. I gotta stop that.

Me and my future? I don't know anymore. I'm taking one thing at a
time, and there are so many factors that contribute. The plans that I
make now will likely have to be altered because of life. The ideas
that I have now are radically different than those that I had at the
beginning of my sophomore year. Why? It's those little anomalies that
pop up here and there. I had actually been considering maybe a grad
degree and/or staying on at the Press for a couple years. Now . . . I
just want to get out of this place as soon as possible. There are so
so many people around, so many friends, but I never am able to end
the day without feeling horribly lonely. There's a guy that one day
will show a ton of interest, then the next day hardly notice that I'm
there. I guess I'm tired of trying to figure people out, and I'm
tired of spending time and putting effort into things that aren't
working or that yield little or no result.

Well, I'd better get to work. I have a lot of reading to do.

these random thoughts are free

2006-01-29T20:16:00.000-06:00

Sunday Sunday Sunday. The start of a brand new week. Oh joy.

My initiative to do anything is zero. It rained today, so my hair was
dreadful looking, and I couldn't find anything to wear to the morning
services. I slept all afternoon, and thus missed going to church this
evening.

This morning I went with a guy to Mass and then lunch afterwards. I
had kinda liked this guy before I met and started dating the now ex,
but I easily let the fancy go to maintain a loyalty to just one guy.
Over the course of the semester I matched wits with this guy, and
that must have been a turn-on for him. Do I like him now? I just
don't know. Part of me is still clinging desperately to the last boy,
and the attempts to tell myself to let go and move on aren't working.
Oh well, the semester has only just begun. A lot could happen.

I'm frustrated that the art building isn't opened on Sundays. It
would help SO much. I have my painting that is nearing completion,
but I don't think that the 4 hours that I'll be able to put into it
tomorrow evening will be enough. I also have a lot of reading to do:
reading the handbook, reading my assignment for Management class, and
catching up on my Bible Prophecy reading. Will I be able to do that
all in the three hours left in today?

I'll let you know.

dinner at Christy's

2006-01-29T01:30:00.000-06:00

I'm beginning to frequent Christy's house a lot this semester. Her
roommates are on a trip, so she wanted company tonight. I was invited
over to just hang out and make dinner. We made chicken cordon bleu
(however it's spelled) with mashed potatoes, green beans, salad, and
sparkling grape juice (in wine glasses! :-) ). Afterwards we had ice
cream and watched "Breakfast at Tiffany's" starring Audrey Hepburn,
who happens to be Christy's favorite actress. It was so much fun, and
I feel like I live there now. It's only been two weeks into the
semester, and I've been there three times already. I might just have
to move in. :-) I think I've gotten to a point where I'm tired of
being on campus. . . . How about that? :-)

more newness

2006-01-28T21:03:00.000-06:00

Okay, so David has once again introduced me to another cool thing. He always seems to get me addicted to things. Let's make a list of things thus far: blogging, pistachios, hibiscus tea, and Harry Connick Jr. Anyways. . . .

But anyhow, there's this guestbook type thing where you add yourself to a map. It's pretty nifty. Give it a shot! The link is in the sidebar.

it's amazing what you can do

2006-01-27T13:11:00.000-06:00

. . . when you know what you're doing. All these were done in either
Photoshop or Illustrator. If you've ever used either of these programs,
you know it's not easy to get photorealistic stuff like this. Pretty
incredible.

http://www.bertmonroy.com/fineart/text/fineart1.htm

Hatch Show Print

2006-01-27T09:41:00.000-06:00

Well, last night I was in Columbia on the campus of the University of
South Carolina in their own "art building." The presentation was
really good. Grace knew the speaker--she interned for him--so she got
us in for free. It featured this poster printing company, Hatch Show
Print, that's been around for over a hundred years, and they still
use the same printing methods they did back then, with woodblocks and
old printing presses. The posters end up having an antique and unique
look to them. Their posters are commissioned by all sorts of famous
people. It was really cool.

The link to their website is below.

http://www.hatchshowprint.com

looking back: my 3 seconds of fame

2006-01-26T08:33:00.000-06:00

In November of '04 my boss calls me into his office and tells me that
UF is making a Fine Arts video for the internet site, and they needed
a clip of a graphic design intern working. Unfortunately they didn't
have an intern at that time, so he had me "playing" an intern for the
video. So now I'm in the video as a graphic design intern. The link
is below. I'm about three-quarters of the way in for about 3 seconds.
I'm wearing black, have short blondish hair and old glasses, and I'm
sitting at a desk with "Biology" on the computer screen. Fun stuff.

http://www.bju.edu/videos/?video=fa

the start of slow days

2006-01-25T22:04:00.000-06:00

Okay, so nothing exciting really happened today. It was bound to
happen sooner or later. Things are starting to slow down. Most of the
anomalies have been ironed out, and everyone is settling into the
deadly routine. The way my classes are set up, the days seem to go by
really fast. It's so odd.

So tomorrow I'm off to Columbia with Grace and Christin, if all goes
well. I'm not sure what to expect, but it's a nice spontaneous move
on my part. You know, to keep things exciting. Hopefully Mr. Appleman
will understand that I'm going to be missing the second hour of Comp
Theory. . . .

Christy invited me over to her house Saturday to cook dinner and
watch a movie or something. Yay! Getting off campus and going to
someone's house is so relaxing.

And right now I'm drinking a can of Coca-Cola for the first time
in . . . well, a really really long time. I've been successful in
weaning myself off soft drinks during college. Now I just need to
drink more water.

Well, I have to finish reading my Marketing assignment, then I'm off
to bed. Early if I can help it.

my fan club

2006-01-24T21:56:00.000-06:00

I think I officially have a fan club now consisting of three junior
high boys that sit around me in chapel: Caleb, Drew, and Isaac.
They're the cutest things ever. I love 'em to death. They always ask
me if I played Age of Empires II on my computer yet (which I can
never get around to doing anymore) or some other random question.
Maybe it helps to have a brother that age, so I can relate and talk
to them on their level.

Tonight my roommates and ex-roommate Audrey took me off-campus to
celebrate my belated birthday. We went to a barbecue restaurant
downtown. It was really fun, and I ate too much.

Thursday I'm going to Columbia with some graphic designers for a
letterpress demonstration. It's a really small group, so it should be
pretty fun. Plus I'm getting away from campus and going somewhere new.

Well, I'm keeping this entry short because I have some things I need
to get done before bed. And I want to get to bed early, if at all
possible. . . .

wow, it's only Monday

2006-01-23T21:25:00.000-06:00

It feels like . . . not Monday. I dunno. Weekends don't seem to exist
anymore.

A sad thing has taken place. The money in my bank account--that three-
figure number that I worked hard for over break and didn't spend,
that I was able to keep at three figures because I did so well with
books and supplies, that was going to last a long time--was
sacrificed on the alter of the immediate, also known as the School
Bill. It is shielded by various minions called Loans. If left
unconquered, they grow larger and more deadly. A precious half was
added to a larger amount supplied by the King and the Queen and was
sent to slay the Overdue Loan Balance dragon. Both the money and the
balance were killed in the short battle. I mourn the loss of my hard-
earned dollars in this heroic, yet fatal battle. But alas, I will not
feel the full sorrow until the counterparts it left back at home in
the Bank kingdom slowly diminish and die of heartbreak and loneliness.

I'm serious, there had to be something in the Dining Common food
today. People around here are acting really weird.

I found myself eating dinner tonight with a new group that has
adopted me. It has a few art majors, some disgruntled college
students that Liz attracts, and someone from my prayer group here and
there. I found myself at the far corner of the table with my campus
big brother Craig and the Libertarian hypochondriac Dan Dietz. There
are always interesting conversations that go on. Dietz is such an
interesting character; he cracks me up.

Well, I'm attempting to do something new and dramatic (well, maybe
not too new and dramatic) to my hair tomorrow. Though I guess it's
not exactly the wisest time to do it, since it's been raining all
weekend now. . . . We'll see.

BJA grad Erika Powell makes it into top ten in Miss America pageant

2006-01-23T14:44:00.000-06:00

So I heard about this Bob Jones Academy grad named Erika Powell who was
in the Miss America pageant a couple nights ago as Miss South Carolina.
She won the talent show and made it into the top ten. She's currently a
student at Furman University. I guess I found this interesting because
I remember David taking her to an Artist Series last year. It's a small
world after all.

Here are some links on her:

http://greenvilleonline.com/apps/pbcs.dll/article?AID=/20050710/NEWS01/
507100325
http://www.furman.edu/press/pressarchive.cfm?ID=3752
http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/10913626/
http://www.misssc.com/content/Miss-SC/bio.asp

way better than expected

2006-01-22T22:14:00.000-06:00

My roommate from last year snuck me into the Dining Common during pre-
shift. She was pre-shift because she was going to be in the choir
during Vespers this afternoon. It seemed too easy.

Okay, so Vespers was spectacular. For once. It was mostly drama with
very little overacting (a pet peeve). It was about Jim Elliot and the
four other guys that went to Ecuador. The drama featured
conversations amongst the wives and amongst the men as they waited on
the riverbank for contact with the Auca Indians. It ended with the
wives responses to the deaths of their husbands. It was a beautiful
performance. The set was awesome, the dialogue was great, the image
presentation design was perfect. . . . It was just a very good
Vespers. One worth going to.

Before church I talked to this girl, Tessa, that was riding with me
and Audrey to church. After that I felt this kind of peace; I don't
know why because the conversation wasn't all that deep or anything.
It didn't even last three minutes. It was kinda weird, but I feel a
lot better about some things.

So after church I went to Christy's house and had dinner with her,
Mark, Mark's brother Scott, and David. It was great; the
conversations were so fun, and I ate way too much. The Tuckers are so
awesome: they helped clean up the table and wash the dishes without
being asked. They're good boys. :-) I've been over to Christy's house
so many times it seems like I live there. I'll be there even more
next year when/if I get to bring down my car. She says I can come
over any time and cook.

Well, that pretty much wore me out, so I'm going to hit the sack.
Have a wonderful night, everyone!

blog subscription

2006-01-22T21:19:00.000-06:00

This nifty service was recommended by my dear friend Dave Siglin. Now you can subscribe to my blog and have post notifications emailed to you every day. This is nice if you don't want to come right to the site to check for posts every day, especially if I haven't posted that day. I think it's a good idea for dial-up connection people. This is cool cuz BJU people can subscribe when they get to it and then get the emails while at school. . . . Because I know you're just DYING to read my blog all the time. ;-)

Well, if you're interested, just enter your email in the text-box on the sidebar. Then it should be smooth-sailing from there.

And a post for today should be coming soon (I've been partying all day). . . .

I'm in love

2006-01-22T07:22:00.000-06:00

What's an Intel chip doing in a Mac? A whole lot more than it's ever
done in a PC.

http://www.apple.com/macbookpro/

my roommate needs a cellphone

2006-01-21T21:52:00.000-06:00

Adrienne needs a cellphone. She always gets phone calls in the room,
but she's never in the room because she's a music major and is always
practicing flute. And no one that calls wants to leave a message for
her either. There are people who need cellphones (because everyone is
trying to get a hold of them), people who don't need cellphones (like
me, who never gets any calls), and people who need their cellphones
taken away (because they're practically grafted to their ear and they
don't have a social life outside them). I used to be pretty anti-
cellphones until . . . well, I got one. Yeah, and I used to be anti-
camera-phones until my (currently ex-)boyfriend showed me how nifty
and fun they could be, despite being major overkill for just a phone.
Funny how people can change their minds, isn't it?

Anyhow, the SOS meetings this morning weren't bad at all, mainly
because Erin Jones wasn't a speaker. Last semester she went about 45
minutes over, just expounding and rabbit trailing and elaborating and
whatnot (and I had to go to the bathroom really bad). The speakers
this semester were short and to the point. Also very good. The second
one was interesting. He came in late, had his shirt untucked,
couldn't get the PowerPoint to work, couldn't find what passage he
was planning on using, and found he didn't bring the right notes. I
was a little shocked until he announced that with this act he was
making a point about quality and excellence and how the lack thereof
caused a lot of us to tune him out. He was a fantastic speaker.

After that everyone broke up by offices to short meetings explaining
the offices. The speaker for the Sargent-At-Arms meeting was
hilarious. I didn't find out 'til afterwards that he was THE Tim
Jackson who teaches some psychology classes and a favorite teacher of
many. Unfortunately I missed out on having him for Gen Psych because
I took it by correspondence with Mazak (who is also a great teacher).

I realized that I don't have any homework due for Monday. This is
really strange. I slept a lot of the day. After dinner I went to
strings concert. It was good, I liked it. I love strings. Afterwards
I went to the end of a basketball game with my friend Kristin. That
was exciting, and she's good to talk to about stuff. A good listener
and encourager; I find myself venting to her often.

I can't wait until tomorrow. I'm going over to Christy's house after
church for dinner with my boys. It'll be so exciting! I'll also have
access to wireless. :-)

it all seems to hit at once

2006-01-20T20:16:00.000-06:00

My life is a perfect example of how dating can ruin a perfectly good
friendship. I remember so well when I used to be just friends with
this guy and how fun it was to talk to him. We were so stupid to
start dating. Things would be so much better right now if we just
hadn't "tried" that path.

Well, I pretty much lost a friend yesterday. However, I think I lost
him a long time ago. This all just had to stop. I had to stop. I
could tell he wanted it to stop for a long time. There needed to be
closure of some kind, whether good or bad.

Yeah, yesterday was in a word . . . bad, just bad. I talked with him,
initiating a conversation (mistake number one). With my melodramatic
tendencies contributing, the whole conversation went downhill over
the course of the day. I said some very caustic things and that I
hated him, hoping that straying from my nice-to-everyone demeanor
would be therapeutic (mistake number two). It didn't really work at
all. I can't tell you how terrible I felt after that. I apologized
maybe twenty times, and he explained that he believed that the only
way I could get closure was to forget about him. Reconciliation
frankly wasn't working, the distance wasn't helping, and I wasn't
recovering. I was only making things worse. I should have just backed
off a long time ago. I hate myself.

It's over, in a way. One cannot simply forget about someone just like
that; it's not humanly possible. I wish it was. My dear friend and
coworker Christy, who has been out of college for about four years,
says at times her thoughts still stray back to her boyfriend from her
sophomore year of college. I believe it's our fallen nature that
causes us to cling to things that we lost or can't have. My only hope
is that when/if he returns to school while I'm there as well that
things won't be awkward, and I can look at him without emotionally
falling apart.

I got a call slip to the Financial Aid office. I went in and was told
that I have an outstanding balance on a loan that was due at the
beginning of the semester. Basically, if it's not taken care of soon,
I won't be staying. Right, okay.

Tomorrow is that SOS thing, which I'm not looking forward to, no
matter how glamourous the guy makes it sound in the email.

But it'll be alright, that evening I'm going to dinner (and it's a
good dinner) with my roommate from last year. She's fun, and we
always have a lot to talk about. Sunday night I'm going to Christy's
house for dinner with David and Tucker. It'll be so much fun. We
always have a little too much fun sometimes at work. There's also a
new grad art show going up in the art building featuring work of one
of my favorite BJU artists and a girl that I work with. Then David's
grad show will be following that in February sometime.

I just need to get my mind off some things.

the new guy in my life

2006-01-20T16:38:00.000-06:00

My dearest Courtney drew me a boyfriend for my belated birthday.
Courtney is da bomb. :-) :-)

http://www.deviantart.com/view/27952066/

Now he just needs a name. . . .

touched by deity

2006-01-19T21:16:00.000-06:00

Cory Godbey commented on my blog!! Ahh! I feel so unworthy to be
graced by his superior artistic presence. I bow in humble reverence
to this art god. Thank you, Cory. :-)

life goes on

2006-01-18T18:30:00.000-06:00

I discovered this morning that Rodeheaver has little bit of a
wireless signal in the Unusual Films section. It's quite exciting.

Today went by really fast. I don't know why; maybe it's because I
only have three classes before chapel, then I go to work afterwards
until 5. Photography was . . . well, Photography. Marketing was a
drag. It was Christy's first day in my Home-Based Business class, and
she loved it. Work was uneventful; I was just doing random ancillary
work. David's been off for two days to work on his grad show, so the
department's been really quiet.

For lunch and dinner I ate with this group that contained some of my
art major pals. Among these people I'm getting acquainted with Dietz,
a rather laissez-faire senior who is having to go through counseling
because he wrote the administration an argumentative letter regarding
their blog crack-down. All I can say is the guy is really really
intelligent, and he seems to have an argument for everything. He's an
interesting character.

Last night I yet again made the mistake of drinking an energy drink
or something with that kind of stuff in it. I thought I'd try out
that new Vault stuff, and it said on the bottle that it was like an
energy drink. It wasn't as bad as when I drank that double-shot stuff
end of last semester, but I did feel a little down and slightly
verbose and strangely poetic. Melancholy as always.

So I found myself writing a long long poignant letter to my ex, a
slightly melodramatic piece of one-way colloquy, just reflecting on
the good times and venting about the bad, pleading for that sense of
closure I'll never get. I have no intention of sending it though. I
think I've said enough, and I only end up hurting myself and making
things worse. It'll sit on my hard-drive for a while yet. I'm pathetic.

Alas, life goes on as usual. I need to do homework.

GarageBand

2006-01-17T17:28:00.000-06:00

Yay, Caleb, my jr. high chapel neighbor, taught me how to use
GarageBand in the less-than-five-minutes before chapel. What a fun
program! It'd probably be better for someone who was more into music,
but it's still interesting. I could have some fun with this. . . .

I spent my lunch hour trying to find some possible objects for my
Magic Realism project in Comp Theory, and ended up not using anything
that I had found. I fell in love with an old weathered clothespin.
I'm only worried that all the detail in the distress in the wood will
be too challenging. Oh well, I'll live. Magic Realism is the project
where we have to duplicate an object so it looks real. Like, REALLY
real. Meaning we have to spend days on it and get every detail and
proportion right. Holy cow.

Painting is definitely going to be challenging. The part I probably
struggle with most is color-mixing. . . . It never seems to work for
me. I don't think I have the best eye for color. And I don't like the
texture of the paint all that much. It's too thick, and I think my
palette is sucking up all the oils. Yay for complications. But the
class is fun, I'm with fun people, so it stays interesting (there are
two freshmen in there, and apparently we freak them out). Plus Tim
comes by during the break and brutally critiques my work (returning
the favor from last semester).

So, what's new in the art major world? John-Mark's Mustang was
totaled by Ronny's Jeep, Tim chased someone down at his job that ran
off with some money, Craig is getting an apartment off-campus, and
Liz is officially dating someone. That's about all. There will be
much more excitement to come when sophomore check rolls around and
everyone starts to lose their minds.

I just remembered I have to do laundry, so I'd better get to it. And
I don't think I have anything below a ten dollar bill. Grr.

To Anonymous: I suppose then that the true meaning is clearly defined
in the entry. :-)
To self: Now I'm curious as to who this person is. . . .

loving jr. high boys

2006-01-16T21:26:00.000-06:00

Aaah! I love my little chapel buddy, Caleb! He's soooo cute! It's so
fun socializing with him and the other little Jr. High boys that sit
around us. They're all so social and crazy cute how they interact
with eat other. They always ask me funny random questions. Caleb
asked what I did in graphic design and if he could see some of my
stuff, so I showed him my society poster on my computer (I couldn't
think of anything else decent to bring up). Then the boys asked me if
I had the Mac program "GarageBand" (some kind of music synthesizer)
on my comp. I told them I did, but I didn't know how to use it, so
they said they would teach it to me. I want to give them all hugs and
take them home with me. I'll be very sad when we have to switch
chapel seat arrangements. They all remind me of my little brother.

Oh yeah, and that PR guy's name is Joseph, not Stephen. Duh. I always
get those names confused for some really odd reason. He hardly gets
to say anything to me anymore before chapel starts because all the
little boys are talking up a storm and making me laugh. Dr. Wood
preached out of the Old Testament, and all I had was my Holman New
Testament. I'm thinking I'm one of very very few people who uses the
Holman Christian Standard translation. I like being different sometimes.

I was talking to Christy about my Home-Based Business Strategies
class--she wants to start her own party/wedding planning business--
and she went and did some stuff at the records office and now she's
auditing it. This is going to be so much fun!

It was my first full day at work today. Me, Tucker, Ken, Jeff, Dave
J., and Chris were there all at the same time. It was crazy. Ken and
Jeff are in training for the 3D programs with Aaron. Christy is
already wanting to have a party. Siglin is stressed and excited about
his grad show, and he's been blogging his head off and trying to
figure out CSS. Tucker's already being his mischievous self again.
Dave J. is well . . . Dave J. It's going to be an exciting semester
in the Book Design department.

And that's about all the excitement that happened today. Tomorrow I
have painting and comp theory. Yay for art majors!

happiness is a cherry candy cane

2006-01-15T22:27:00.000-06:00

Joanna was getting rid of candy canes or something, and I chose a
cherry-flavored one with rainbow stripes. Sometimes it's nice to take
a break from plain old peppermint candy cane and try another flavor.
But the old peppermint ones will never go out of style. They're best
in a cup of hot chocolate. However, they don't taste good in wassail.

On the subject of cherries, if you can tie a cherry stem with your
tongue, it means you're a good kisser. I was able to do this in about
five minutes. 'Nuff said. Now I need to wield my newfound skills.
Nevermind, I'm at BJU.

Yesterday I think I convinced my ex-boyfriend that I was in love with
the Jr. High boy I sit by in chapel. Not only did I come across as
being high on something (paint thinner, perhaps?), but I probably
scared him into never speaking to me again. I think I've been getting
too much sleep.

Speaking of sleep, I think I'm going to go do that right now.

yes!!

2006-01-14T06:32:00.000-06:00

The Society Officers Seminar isn't until NEXT week!! I'm so glad I
looked at my calendar! Now I can go back to bed. . . . *happy dance*

2nd day of school

2006-01-13T21:04:00.000-06:00

I only have classes in the morning on MWF. So far it seems like it's
going to be okay. I just realized that all the assignments I have for
all these classes are going to cut back severely on my social life.
Oy. At least with my painting class and Comp Theory I'll be in the
art building.

My first class is photography. The teacher is cool; he keeps things
light, and I'm actually really looking forward to learning how to
develop film in a darkroom. That will be fun. There are only three
other of my classmates in that class (and one is sorta distant from
the art major group), so it should make for some bonding time with
Trish and Jeff. Fun times.

The next class is Principles of Management. I can already tell this
won't be the most interesting class in the world. My friend Chris is
the only other person I know in there, but I'm sure that the seating
chart will thwart any attempts we make on sitting by each other just
to be in familiar company. This class, like my Marketing class, is
brimming with guys. This could be a good thing, but my attraction to
business majors has slowly diminished over the past semester's time.
There's really only one that I'd consider right now. . . .

Now my Home-Based Business Strategies (try saying that ten times
fast) class I think will be crazy fun. The teacher, the first woman
teacher I've had since Miss Berg, is so funny. She makes me laugh. I
think this will be an enjoyable class, plus it's very practical for
my major. This class is filled with girls (mostly interior design
majors), and a couple people that I know personally (Louisa!!).

After all my classes and chapel I went to lunch with some art majors,
then went to work, initially just to visit. Christy was so happy to
see me. I actually stayed and did some work, since she had some for
me. While we were talking about the usual random things, we had this
crazy idea . . . Christy wants to move to Chicago sometime in the
future (she decided this after visiting there), and I told her that
if she did after I graduate I could move there as well, and we could
share an apartment. That's if both or one of us doesn't get married,
which is very likely, but anything can happen. . . .

I went to dinner with Courtney, then we went to the Snack Shop.
Because she's a townie and has to stay on-campus until after the
services (she doesn't have a car, and her mom lives out in TR), I
treated her to ice cream before the service. There she introduced me
to the Red Box, which is filled with poems and other nonsense written
by (bored) students. It's pretty entertaining to go through. It would
make a good date.

Well, after the service I went out for ice cream (haha, I double-
booked with that) with girls from my prayer group. We basically
crammed seven girls into a small SUV and held up the drive-thru line
for half-an-hour with our seven different orders. Great fun. I won't
be eating ice cream for a long time now.

Well, I've been tired all day (probably because it's been a rainy
day), and I have a splitting headache (probably from sinus problems).
I realized the other day that the acne treatment I've been using
expired two years ago, so that would explain why it wasn't really
working all that well (I break out when I'm stressed, and last
semester was the worst). Fortunately I bought some more. I want to go
to bed ASAP, but alas, because of how things are set up here, no one
can really go to bed until after 10:45.

Tomorrow I have to get up early (on a Saturday!!) for that stupid
Society Officers Seminar (I remember it from last semester, it was
torture; I didn't like it). Oh well, Christy is going to take me off
that afternoon to buy painting supplies. I already have the paint, I
just need brushes and other stuff. Then I should really work on
schoolwork. Right. . . .

Cory Godbey's handwriting

2006-01-13T08:58:00.000-06:00

. . . has been made a typeface. Check it out!

http://www.myfonts.com/fonts/dooleytype/blue-goblet/

Cory Godbey, in case you didn't know, is a BJU grad and illustrator
for Portland Studios. His little sister, Courtney, is a good friend
of mine. :-)

1st day of classes

2006-01-12T21:58:00.000-06:00

So classes have started. It's back into the routine; it's not that
painful, I've been doing it for 13+ years. I thought I was going to
be free of 8 o'clock classes this semester, but it just didn't work
out. Oh well.

My first class today was Bible Prophecy. It's a pretty big class. The
teacher is really enjoyable, so this class might be okay. And he
acknowledged the fact that this was a 1 credit class. All the other
Bible classes I've had, though 1 credit, seemed like 3 credits.

After that class I have a half-hour break before Principles of
Marketing starts at 9:35, so Andrea and I are going to go to
breakfast during that time. So . . . we went to breakfast.
Fortunately it's in the same room as Bible Prophecy, so we just leave
our stuff there. I think this class is going to be interesting. It
goes very well with my field of study, and I'm a bit excited about it.

Chapel is fun. I sit by THE CUTEST junior high boy named Caleb. He is
so hilarious. He reminds me of my youngest brother in a way. I
apparently sit in the Jr High Acad section, because they're
everywhere. They're so funny, so full of energy and raging hormones.
I also sit near a really nice Public Relations Journalism major named
Stephen, one of the few chapel people I've sat by that actually
socializes.

My painting class is after lunch. So far it's really small with seven
people total. Tucker and Rachel are in there, so it's bound to be a
really fun (and crazy) class. Mr. Andrews is the teacher, and people
in my class bring out his personality. I got part of my painting
supplies, still several more rather expensive things to get . . .
brushes. . . .

Comp Theory is, well . . . Comp Theory. I sat by Emily with Craig and
John-Mark sitting behind me. It will be an interesting class. After
that class I went to dinner with Courtney and Emily. Fun stuff.

After dinner I went to the Evangelistic service, then after that I
went to the Social Parlor and played Apples-to-Apples with a slew of
wild art majors. Then I went back to my dorm room. Now I'm typing
this entry. Then I'm going to bed early.

Thus ends a rather exhausting day.

Tomorrow I have a whole new set of classes to go through, plus I go
to work and see Christy, whom I've heard has missed me terribly! It's
hard for her to be the only girl in the department. And we only keep
adding guys. . . .

Christmas break engagement #2

2006-01-11T19:14:00.000-06:00

And there's another one. Clarissa and Eric are now engaged. Clarissa
is from my home church (I had her dad for Government class), and she
is also in my society. And I believe Eric is/was in my brother
society, Z. . . . Clarissa is also a Gallery guard, so Isgrig and
others know her, and she was Emily's roommate last year. That's why
her engagement is being acknowledged on an art major's blog. :-)

three's not a crowd

2006-01-11T15:45:00.000-06:00

Well, it doesn't look like we're getting a fourth roommate. They
would have had to be here by 10 last night; but it's still possible
that we could get one later in the semester. It isn't like a room on
the girls' side of campus to have only three people in it. Not when
there's (rumored to be) a waiting list. It's quite strange, actually,
having only two other roommates. I'm so used to a full room. I get a
whole closet to myself, and there are extra shelves and cabinets
everywhere. There's so much more space! I don't think I can deal with
this! There's too much room!

I'm so exhausted, and it's not even 2 o'clock (when I started writing
this). I've been running all over campus selling books and buying
books and meeting people for meals and running into people it's not
even funny. I'm about to drop. . . . But I got all my books save for
one I still have to arrange to meet someone for. I'm selling most all
my old books from past semesters, and so far I'm making a profit. I'm
making more from selling than I'm spending for buying. It's a good
feeling to use your money wisely.

Several people have told me that I look like I've lost weight. This
usually happens over breaks where the routine isn't set. It's also
not a good thing for me; I'm already underweight as it is. Grr. I
hope I gain it all back this semester.

Anyhow, I'm on a social high right now from seeing people again, but
sometimes I think I see people that I know aren't here anymore, and
that gets me a little sad. :-( My hair is all frizzy because it
rained this morning; I have a feeling I'm going to have massive guy
troubles this semester; I reorganized my shelves so they look more
artsy; Tucker has been the only person who has called me over break
and now; and I think I'm going to call some art people and make
dinner plans. Life is grand, but school hasn't started yet. :-)

Christmas break engagement #1

2006-01-10T17:17:00.000-06:00

Congrats to Christy and John, who got engaged over the break. Christy
is a fellow sophomore art major (I have a drawing of her in my dA
gallery). She is a 2D Studio art major, and we were in the same
drawing class sections our freshman year. I don't know when the
wedding date is, but I'm sure to find out soon enough.
Congratulations to them!

Also, another fellow art major and Classic, Kaylee, is getting
married in New York this summer. She got engaged to Blayne last
summer. Kaylee is currently a sophomore graphic design major, one of
the first of my classmates that I met. We have several classes
together, and many more to come. :-)

an empty dorm room

2006-01-10T15:49:00.000-06:00

Well, the cellphone blogging decided it wasn't going to work, so
we'll scrap that. I got here at about 10 in the morning. It's just me
so far. Amanda's stuff is here, but I'm not sure where she is. I'm
almost all unpacked. I'm taking a break from it for a little while.
Soon I have to go eat dinner. I haven't eaten all day.

I started the day out rather nicely: A friend was trying to do
something nice and thoughtful for me, and I got all upset and weepy
at him. I made myself look really stupid, and I gave myself a
headache. Typical idiotic me. It's resolved now, or partially
resolved. . . .

One of the first things I did when I got back here was put all my old
books up for sale on the intranet. I always did this too late and was
never able to get rid of them.

Audrey was moved down the hall to be in charge of a room down there
that was losing two people. So that means there's just the three of
us. We don't know yet if we're getting another roommate, but it's
possible. If we don't, I get more closet space. :-)

That's all the excitement for now. I have no idea who is here and who
is not, so it's pretty boring. I have to dry my hair, go eat, unpack,
take a nap, organize school stuff, and so on (not necessarily in that
order). I can't wait to see some of my friends again. . . .

on the road #1: start

2006-01-09T17:33:00.000-06:00

Well, here I am, packed into a station-wagon like a sardine. The girls are music majors, and we're transporting 6(!) instruments along with all our stuff. 2 violas, a violin, a guitar, a trombone, and a keyboard. Yeah, wow. 'Twill be interesting... Right now I'm getting carsick because this car rides smoother than what I'm used to...

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prepping for the journey back

2006-01-09T13:01:00.000-06:00

Well, today I leave wonderful Kansas City to go back to wonderful Greenville, my second home. Ugh, I don't want to go back to school, but I don't want to be at home. But where else is there to go?

I was able to make about four hundred dollars to use for books and supplies. I'll just get all my books used--I don't have that many to get this semester--and have my friend who works at Hobby Lobby get me cheap painting supplies. Maybe then I'll have something left over to use for about a month into the semester until I have to beg my dad for more money.

I don't know what to think about this semester. I just don't know what to expect other than sophomore check and Bible Conference. I don't remember much about second semester last year. Most of the time I was in excruciating pain because of a lymph node infection and was drugged up for a good three months. What I only really remember was the last month or so and nearly failing all my liberal arts classes and finally being able to wear my hair up again because my neck wasn't swollen up anymore.

This'll be my last entry while at home, but I'll be keeping the blogging up throughout this coming semester and maybe a little on the road thanks to "mobile blogging." I'm riding with some friends and helping drive. I don't really like when one of the girls drives. It seems like she keeps one foot on the break petal and one on the gas petal. That interval between moving the foot from the gas to the break is non-existant, and the small whiplash gets a little annoying, especially on the highway.

Yeah, pray for me as I drive; that I don't fall asleep or anything when driving at night. Last time I did this I had a good friend to talk to and that kept me wide awake. I just don't know if I'll be able to keep up interesting conversation with these gals, they're not really close friends like the last one, so there isn't much common ground to talk about. So, maybe, if you're awake sometime during the night/early morning, give me a call or something on my cellphone! Please. . . ? :-)

packing

2006-01-08T17:02:00.000-06:00

Okay, so I'm sitting here on a Sunday afternoon taking a break from packing, what little I had to do. The trick to packing at the end of a break is to not unpack in the first place. All my clothes stayed in my suitcase the whole time (unless I was wearing them or getting them washed, of course). If it's wrinkled, just stick it in the dryer for a few minutes or hang it up in the bathroom while you're taking a shower. Wow, I am so freakin' low maintenance. I love it.

Or maybe it's just laziness under the guise of creative problem solving.

Well, I had to dig out all my artwork from last year for sophomore check. My portfolios were collecting dust in the corner of my sisters' room. Wow, looking at all this stuff brings back memories. My drawing classes. I really loved my drawing classes. They were so easy and allowed for good fellowship with other art majors. It was just fun to draw and draw and draw. Pencil and paper, nothing else.

Some people say I should be a Studio Art major. But I love computers and combining art with technology. I'm a fine artist at heart; however, I think it would be torture. I don't really like being told what and when to draw. I want to draw what I want and when I want. I do my best work when I'm in the right mood. I just wouldn't be as passionate about drawing and painting and all that stuff as other people I know are.

I'm pretty much done with packing, there're just a few things still scattered around the house. I'll finish it up tonight after church. Or tomorrow. Yeah.

guess he wanted to get this in . . .

2006-01-08T11:02:00.000-06:00

. . . before all the college students go back to school. Pastor is preaching a message this morning entitled "The Institution of Marriage" and another on the biblical roles of husbands and wives in tonight's service. I want to be content in my singleness, but it doesn't help when people keep whetting my appetite for marriage and relationships and such. Pastor likes to get all the college students married off as soon as possible.

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odgen nash said it well

2006-01-07T16:00:00.000-06:00

The trouble with a kitten is THAT
Eventually it becomes a CAT.

It's too bad they grow up so fast. Fortunately they'll be gone when I come home for summer break.

you know you're a graphic designer if. . . .

2006-01-05T21:14:00.000-06:00

. . . you have this (http://www.fishseddy.com/browse.cfm/2,87.html) in your china cabinet.

I want it.

ehhhh

2006-01-04T21:09:00.000-06:00

I didn't realize how badly I wanted to be out of the house until I actually did it. I took my sister with me, and we drove all the way to Lee's Summit to Target (so I could buy shampoo with my mom's employee discount :)), and then we drove all the way to Independence to go to a Walmart. (Independence, Lee's Summit, and my house forms a triangle when it comes to driving.) We went to other places as well, just hanging out. I badly wanted to do something spontaneous. I think I'm losing my mind. I wanted to go downtown, but it's pretty dangerous and I don't know my way around. I wanted to go to the Plaza, but I don't know exactly where it is, and I don't know my way around. It's not really a good thing to get lost in Kansas City. It isn't as safe as it once was. There's a lot of weird people around here now, but I guess everywhere is like that now. I just really don't want to live here after I graduate.

I see myself as a city girl. There's something about it. Crowded subways, taxis, business, sidewalks, skyscrapers, markets, high-rise apartments, bright lights, jazz music, views. . . . Maybe I'm just romanticizing. I dunno, it just seems like me. I don't think I would do well in a rural area or even in a suburban area. I don't know . . . we'll see. . . .

Some day soon I'm going to take a road trip. Just drop everything and leave for a couple days. Inform my parents that I'm "running away from home" for a few days. I'll pack light, bring a lot of music (and money), and just drive. Where? Preferably somewhere within a half-a-day's drive. Denver or Chicago or someplace like that. Maybe I'll take my sister with me.

I just suddenly have the urge to do something spontaneous and . . . "out there". . . .

email blogging

2006-01-04T16:48:00.000-06:00

This post is the result of email blogging. See how many ways I can
post without even logging into the site?

cellphone blogging

2006-01-04T16:44:00.000-06:00

This post is the result of mobile blogging. In otherwords, I'm successfully blogging from my cellphone. Gotta love technology these days.

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kitten photos

2006-01-04T16:27:00.000-06:00

As . . . well, promised, here are some photos of the kittens. There are three of them, two males and a female. The males are both yellow. Enjoy!

The kitties are often fascinated with my computer, especially if I'm typing.

They're nice to hold when they're sitting still, otherwise they like to claw and bite and squirm.

Me with a kitten and wet hair. I look surprised.

Cat fight!

They have their mother's blue eyes. And they're reverse cross-eyed or . . . something.

Me and my new boyfriend.

A handful of trouble.

Climbing onto the couch.

A kitten on my leg. Yeah, those are my toes. And yeah, I'm wearing jeans.

A kitten on my computer.

a new year . . . oh well.

2006-01-03T19:50:00.000-06:00

So it's 2006 already. Wow, I remember all the hype from 2000 and Y2K and all that. Time goes by fast. Almost faster than I would like, but that's life. It's not something you want to rush; you get roughly 70 years of it on earth. Seize the day, because you can't relive lost years.

I went to that high school class party New Year's Eve. Everyone was out of town, so next to no one showed up. So there I was with 4 old classmates that really hadn't been in my microscopic group of friends during high school, so there wasn't really much in common to talk about, and I'm a horrible conversationalist anyways. Two of them were girls who brought their boyfriends. They were pretty much all over each other the whole time. I guess I'm too used to the no-physical-contact rules at BJU, because it was a little unsettling. Maybe I'm just jealous. Oh well.

It's weird to hear about all my old classmates who are married, engaged, or seriously dating. I don't want to get married now and not for a couple years; I want to be out of college and at least have my head above water financially, but I wish I at least had a promising relationship with a guy right now. But again, I don't want to rush life. Singleness is golden.

We all watched a movie, then I left at 10:30. I just didn't belong there.

I ushered in the new year watching Sleepless in Seattle on TV. I've never seen the first hour of that movie. Oh well.

What are my resolutions? I dunno, survive. I'll be half-alive most of this coming semesters, I think. There's way too much going on and going to go on. Sophomore check is in February. Streeeeessss. One of the girls in my society is wanting me to design her recital invitations. That's exciting. I have society dating outing to plan, and no special boy to take. Oh well. I hope all the business classes that I'm taking won't kill me. I just don't know what to expect from this semester. Too many shady factors.

And to close, I found a fun word. . . . Defenestration: An act of throwing someone or something out of a window.

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current randomness

mood: exhausted
weather: 51 F and clear
gas prices (unleaded): 2.17/gal (I had to spend $30 on gas today!! ARGH!)
wish: that headaches didn't exist
location: couch in front of TV
listening to: nada
on tv: NCIS
reading: Creative Sparks by Jim Kraus
surfing: nothing

a "spending fast". . . ?

2005-12-30T23:25:00.000-06:00

Yeah, so I'm going to put myself on a spending fast. As in fasting, but not from food, from spending. Money. I think I did well last semester, but then again, I didn't really have any money at all anyways. And for a little while I had a guy who was paying for me every now and then. . . . But anyways, I made an effort to discern what I needed from what I wanted and used some restraint.

Ever since I put eighteen-hundred towards my iBook summer-before-last, I've never been able to keep money in my account paycheck to paycheck. I can't figure it out anymore how it doesn't stay. I have to put about $25 towards gas every week (possibly more now that prices are out-of-this-world), then buy the necessities. . . . I don't think it helped that I worked around all the clearance this summer at the store. That and maybe I ate out too much. I hated bringing a lunch to work. With six other people in the house, there's never anything to eat because it's eaten almost as soon as it's out of the grocery bag.

So . . . no eating out, no buying unnecessary things, no online purchasing, I don't need any more clothes. . . . Only emergencies, gas, essentials. Gift cards and gift money don't count towards the fast. :-) Blast it, I need to buy shampoo soon.

I have expensive business books to buy this semester, plus painting supplies and the "actual cost of supplies used" (or something like that) for photography. Then there's always something that comes up, like a party, and another party. . . . Yeah, stuff like that.

Me and my brother went up to the store to pick up our paychecks and later deposit them. I had about $80 worth of gift cards and Christmas money, so I went out into the mall and did some shopping. I think I did very well. I got lots of cheap stuff. Fortunately I don't work in women's this season so there's nothing to see every single day and lust over.

I got the rest of my design books yesterday! Very exciting. My CD/MP3 player in my car works beautifully. It looks like something out of the 23rd century, and there are so many buttons and settings and such to figure out. I think I'm going to miss my car this coming semester, among other things.

Now I have kittens climbing all over me and the keyboard and up my legs. They're getting weaned, and they run all over the place, and they jump to their deaths off the couch, exploring en mass. . . . They're quite entertaining. I should get pictures to post soon, but I can't find any batteries for my camera.

My friend Tucker called me a couple days ago; it was good to hear from someone from school. I get a text-message on my cellphone from the ex every now and then. He just got a really good job (he's sitting out a semester), so I expect to hear from him less. I get comments on my dA site from a couple of my art friends, and an email from someone every now and then as well. So there's plenty of social interaction. And tomorrow I'm going to a high school class party. Apparently everyone was looking for me during Homecoming (which I didn't go to because it was my birthday), so I suppose it wouldn't kill me to show up. It'll be good to get out of the house and not be going to work.

Okay, BJ people, there's roughly a week-and-a-half of break left, then it's back to the grind. Later!

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current randomness

mood: tired, happy, curious
weather: 34 F and clear
gas prices (unleaded): 2.09/gal
wish: part of me wishes that I was in my junior year already and even out of and done with school, but I really know better than to want to rush my life, because you never get these days back. . . .
location: couch in front of TV
listening to: nothing
on tv: Countdown to Armageddon (History channel)
reading: Creative Sparks by Jim Kraus
surfing: blogs

how to get a human (ivr cheat sheet)

2005-12-29T18:31:00.000-06:00

Tired of calling a company and trying to negotiate with a computer? This site has the steps on bypassing the systems so you can talk with an actual living breathing human being.

http://www.paulenglish.com/ivr/

Christmas and "growing up"

2005-12-28T19:13:00.000-06:00

I think this was the first year I realized that my time was just about up. In a couple years I'll be expected to move out and fend for myself, start my own family, pay my own bills, live off my own income. I think they were tired of buying me Christmas presents and birthday gifts when they had all these other expenses to worry about. I technically don't live here anymore; all my stuff has been moved out, and I sleep on the couch in the living room. I'm really just becoming a burden, more or less. I suppose it's all part of growing up.

I really want to be able to take care of myself. I really want to pay rent, pay for my car. . . . But I can't live on my income and balance school at the same time. I'm tired of being so dependent. I guess I just want to be out on my own, but I don't want to be alone. . . .

A good Christmas this year. There was nothing I really really wanted this year, so I didn't have huge expectations, so I was content. I got some money, which is always useful, fun knee-high socks (I love these things), some jewelry, and other things.

The gifts I'm most excited about are the design books I got. They're all by Jim Kraus, and they're really really helpful with inspiration as far as design goes(what I constantly need). My roommate and a guy at work has the last three, and they're really good.
The last three are a set, and, unfortunately, are still in-transit. They didn't ship in time for Christmas.

We officially have five computers in our household now; my brother just got one for Christmas. That makes three laptops and two desktops, or four PCs and one Mac. I'm outnumbered.

My car's CD player got installed Monday. It plays MP3 CDs! That's exciting, at least for me. An MP3 CD can hold about 10 hours of music or about 150 tracks. You can still your favorite CDs on there and set it to "random." Great fun. I wanted to burn some disks today, but my dad doesn't really have any CD-Rs, just a ton of DVD-R disks. I left all my blank CDs at school, figuring my dad would have some. I managed to find three blank CD-Rs in the mess. Make that one. Two already have stuff on it but weren't labeled. Blah.

Anyhow, I've been working stock at a department store that I've worked at before. I'm basically assigned to a manager and he/she has me doing merchandise moving or unboxing things or just whatever. It's okay, I like it better than working the register, though it can be a little exhausting. Oh well, it's a workout. Time went by really fast because I was working with another girl who is close to my age, so we talked a lot and the day was over just like that. I hope I work with someone fun tomorrow.

Our cat had kittens at the beginning of the month (four originally, but one was killed by the dog), and they're old enough now to be quite fun to play with and watch. One is sitting on my lap right now watching me type and just squirming around. They're too cute! I love kittens. I just wish they didn't have to grow into cats sometimes.

Well, Lost is on in an hour, and I just realized I have no laundry.

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current randomness

mood: worn out
weather: 40 F and clear
gas prices (unleaded): 2.05/gal
wish: that I had more blank CD-Rs
location: couch in front of tv
listening to: Music of the Night (Phantom of the Opera)
on tv: Home Alone 4
reading: Creative Sparks by Jim Kraus
surfing: nothing

Kansas and Christmas shopping

2005-12-23T15:50:00.000-06:00

I got my grades for the semester. They were actually pretty funny. In all my art classes I got As. In all the other classes I got Cs. Guess we know where my priorities lie. And my GPA is getting closer to a 3.0; this is a good thing. . . .

No work today. I think/hope I got all 40 hours in for the week. I went Christmas shopping with my dad. Well, he was getting stuff for Mom; I have no money, so I just tag along. We took both his car and my own car, mine a sports car and his a mini SUV thing, and did 70+ MPH on the highway. Fun times.

We crossed the state line into Overland Park and Leawood, Kansas, where the stores are little better (in service and such) compared to the ones over here in Kansas City. Kansas: better roads, better housing, higher income, higher tax prices, higher gas prices. We stopped at Best Buy first. I realized that I hadn't stepped foot in a Best Buy in a good three or four years. It's very . . . loud. When every display radio, stereo system, or player is playing a different song at full volume with the bass up, it's a little overwhelming on the senses. I won't be able to get my CD player installed until Monday. Bummer.

We hit several other stores in the area, being good shoppers and comparing prices; but we ended up back at Best Buy. By the time all our shopping was done, the traffic was horrible and my hate for left turns was reinforced. I also used up all seven dollars worth of gas that I had put in my car yesterday. But it was good to get out of the house and drive . . . really fast and dangerously.

I just remembered I promised a friend that I'd go to her wedding tonight. Though I'm not in the mood to go to a wedding (jealousy?), it'll be good for me, and she's my good friend. Eh, now I need to find something to wear. . . .

welcome to . . . well . . . here.

2005-12-21T18:54:00.000-06:00

So I'm jumping on the bandwagon with this whole blog thing. Well, I found I could publish entries from MacJournal, which is nifty, even though I can't access this website from school. We'll see how long this lasts. I already have a journal on deviantart.com (see link in sidebar). I'll update that one as well as this one. I can do them both at the same time. All my artwork will be on dA, but anyone can comment here on my entries, unlike on dA.

Okay, intro.

Hi, my name is Kirsten. Don't try too hard to pronounce it correctly; it's been butchered in every way possible. Sorry, I don't have a nickname. I am currently in the middle of my sophomore year at Bob Jones University. I'm studying Graphic Design with a minor in business. I proudly sport the infamous title of "art major" and am slowly fitting the stereotype. Right now I'm home for Christmas break. I go to school and work. I have no life. I'm single and not looking. Well, I'm trying to not look. You would think a gal my age would be on the rampage, but I found out some things about myself that need working on first. That and I'm still trying get my heart back. It got broken in South Carolina and part of it is in Illinois. You figure it out.

I tend to write long entries. I may not be very outgoing in real life, but in cyberspace I can talk someone's ear off. I'll talk about my life and things related. I'm sure no one cares, and I don't care that they don't care. It's a good outlet. I don't talk a lot in real life. And I'm boring. Enjoy.

Alright, now I'm going to go mess with this site's stylesheets. . . .

Until next time!

Kirsten

EDIT: It works! I love it!