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I have to say that I'm just ready to be done with school for a little while. I still have one big project to go and an oral exam that my cold muddled mind might not be able to handle.

Yea that's right, I am sick. The commen cold menance has struke once again. It has picked the worst time possible really. I mean the week before finals is not what the time you would choose...at least I wouldn't.

There is some exciting news though. I am done with my finance projects. Never again will they darken my doorstep. I really can handle anything that is thrown at me now. Finance was the type of class that filled me with lead and lots of dread when the time came to drag myself to it. *shudders* Two more classes and I am done! ...well except for that pesky final on Monday but meh.

Thanksgiving was great as you all could attest to. Though it did snow in Flagstaff. *shoulders slump* Telling by how angry the sky looks I doubt that what is on the ground will be the last that we see. But I just came to show my face so that everyone knows that I'm alive and somewhat well. Love Ya.

My computers broken. You won't hear from me for a while. Besides, I wouldn't want to sound too WHINNY.

Good luck hearing from me.

Just been really busy and not really in the mood to talk.  Just thought those that read this should know i am still around.  Just busy.

    I really don't know what is up with all of you.  Half think I'm still a child that doesn't hear anything and is not allowed to have an opinion.  The other half believe that I'm to old to do certain things or should be able to handle everything on my own.  Some want both but you can't have the two extremes.  STRADLE THE FENCE PEOPLE!  Means compromise.
    Today me and my roommate were woken up around 7:30 am.  I already I am usually working on 7 hours of sleep and do to the projects I have it is less than that at the moment.  We are both tired and need sleep so that we can do well in our classes so why is it that you guys can't understand that.  I haven't had a 9 hours of sleep since September ended.  So why am I being called so early in the morning?  Yes, I know why but really?  It couldn't wait until after my first morning class like it had been agreed upon?  Yes I understand that Megan's computer crashed and burned.  Yes I understand that you were scared that you wouldn't be able to see the letter.  Not the end of the world.
    I love that family is willing to help,  but if you couldn't help there are other venues open to me.  There other people I can ask.  i just come to you first because well...your family.  You guys know how I work.  So when I ask please don't call so early I don't expect to get my head bitten off at the quick.  Damn it!  YOU'RE FAMILY!  I shouldn't have to beat around the bush.  If I didn't have a roommate you could call me at 7:30.  I would be grumpy as hell and pretty short tempered about it, but I would be the only to be woken up by it. 
    Rin doesn't have class till around 9:30.  I don't have class till 10:20.  We still get up around 8:45 or so.  Her out of nessecity and me out of routine.  I am not the same person that rolled out of bed and did the bare minimum to rush off to school.  I get up, get ready, make sure there isn't anything I need to take care of before class, grab my coffee and breakfast and then get to class with some extra time just in case something happens such as getting hit by a bus or something.  We go to bed after all our work is done.  For the past two weeks I have been up till about 1 or 2 in the morning.  Not for the sheer enjoyment of being up late and wasting time but because I have so much to do!
    When I get a call at 7:30 in the morning I think of an emergency.  Not the computer crashed kind but Oh MY GOD SOMEONES HAND JUST GOT CHOPPED OFF< OH MY GOD SOMONE HAS BEE IN AN ACCIDENT AND WAS RUSHED TO THE HOSPITAL.  Give a girl a heart attack.  As I told Rin when she asked why the alarm went off so early I go "My mom called."  Realized that around 8:30 when I actually came to my senses 10 minutes before I had to, looked at my phone and saw that Mom had called at 7:30.  "Hmmm that's weird, she never calls me this early.  There must be something wrong.  Hold on a sec."  I call what do I find out, she wants to go over the letter with me.
    I find this slightly odd since we agreed to do it around 11:20 when I get out of spanish class. Even if the computer crashed, she managed to print it off.  So I don't see what the emergency was.  I really don't.  It was very sweet of her to help, very grateful for it but I don't end my day till 2 am.  Don't start my day till 8"30ish.  That is *counts* 6 and a half hours sometimes 7 if I don't crawl out of bed till 9.  This may seem odd to those that start their day at 6:30 or 7 but then again that is your schedule and this is mine.  Just cause we wake up at different times does not mean I get more hours of sleep by any means.
    For a person that is under as much stress as I am, i am suprised I haven't gotten sick yet or broken out in a rash of hives.  So if I am a little short, if I yell, if I seem to be unreasonable, then walk a mile in my shoes.  Take a trip back in time to when you were in college and look at your stress levels and what would seem important to you.   Take a flying leap of logic.
    Now excuse me while I go figure out what classes I need to sign up for, go finish my spanish homework, work on personal finance, squeeze in lunch, and go print the Internship letter mom was so kind to help out with so that Dr. Lin can look at it, while signing up for classes and rushing off to macro to listen to another lecture about how the economy is going down the tube and how we can't stop it.  Oh and pop in some alieve for my back and now my headache.  Which doesn't even cover the fact my computer is going skitzo on me.

    Yes you read the title right people, there white fluffy looking things falling from  the sky.  WE ARE ALL GOING TO FREEZE!!!!!  *ahem*  It is already colder than the North Pole out there.  You all may think I am overreacting but you know what  doubt any of you would like to be waiting for the bus around 8:30 when the temperature drops to the point that your face freezes in place and nothing, not even a hundred layers, could keep you toasty warm.  I think I might need to cry.
    *sigh* Why could the HRM program be somewhere else...somewhere warmer perhaps.  I am not made for the cold.  An individual that hadn't seen snow fall from the sky till their 19th birthday should not be expected to survive in it for more than half a year.  It was bad enough when it started snowing in December when I only had to be up here for a week.  So why does mother nature have to curse us all by bring the big white early?  *glowers*  She's laughing at me as we speak, I just know it.  But I will survive.  *tear*
    As some of you have already heard I am not having that great of a month.  Turns out though that some people very close to me are having just as bad or worse.  The winner of the Suck a Month award though is Patty.  *motions for Patty to wave*  She got mugged yesterday in the middle of the afternoon as she was going to her car to go grocery shopping.  She's okay...at least that's what she says but I doubt that since she got pushed down about 11 stairs which in my opinion counts as a flight.  So when she comes over around Thanksgiving be nice and maybe someone could bake her a pie or cake, yes? *looks at Erin and Mom*
    I just found out last night and it nearly gave me a heart attack.  I have no idea how her parents felt when she called them.  As we are on the subject of other people's misfortunes I am happy to inform you that my art teacher got it wrong.  You remember me talking about the kid who did of the swine flu in my class, yea misinformed I guess.   He still died, just not from swine flu.  So I believe we have yet to have a casualty on campus.  Yippee!
    That's all there is right now.  I know there wasn't much about my life in it but this was designed to keep all I know and love informed.  My life doesn't just have to do with me but everyone else.  The reason the little Lucy didn't make it in on the previous one was the fact that everyone already knows that i am an for a second time.  I personally told all that were not family.  Those that are I left to Mom (the queen of telephone)  (not the game).

See you later (Space Cowboy)

    Life has been hectic, I am an aunt as all of you know...or at least most of you since you are either faily or a close friend.  Those that don't, now you know.  For those that haven't talked to me recently I am rather moody so beware if you call and get your head chewed off in the process. 
    Part of it has to do with a couple people from the family that shall remain nameless (though you know who you are) that want me to get the flu shot.  Now I have never had it before and never been in need of getting it.  I have talked to a couple friends about it that are going into the medical profession.  They agree that it will up my chance of getting sick with it since I've never had it in my 20 years of living.  Also it will stay in my system, even if it doesn't get me sick for two months.  Not really a wise decision.  The fact that I've never had it before kind of set a track record does it not?  Doesn't that mean that in all probability I will not get it when I'm home?  There are people that should get it like Megan since she gets sick with anything and everything, but for one that is flu free for her entire life so far it just doesn't seem that reasonable when you request me to do this thing.  Plus NAU ran out of the shot and the grocery stores are all requiring a prescription to get it.  SO THERE!
    That is not the only thing that has been in a mood.  The only place that would have the coveralls for my costume is Walmart (ick) and they only had it in a men's XL so I am without costume.  The fact that I am severely busy this week leaves me without the ability to get a costume and I have nothing in my closet to turn into one since all my funkilicious ones were left in Phoenix this year.  This will be the first time I haven't really dressed up and it makes me want to cry.
     Plus my financial project is giving me a headache.  I am hoping that one of the people doing the same company can send me what he has so that I can understand it a little more.  Wish me luck on that.
     The only thing that I seem to reasonably look forward to is my art classes today and escaping down t the kitchen tonight to make cookies, because I dare say I might try to strangle a couple people if I don't get to do something that puts me directly at ease.  I made brownies two nights ago.  Those came out well, it's amazing what an extra 1/2 cup of flour and 10 more minutes baking can do up in Flag.  Though I still yearn for the days when I could just go through the motions and pop the thing in for 20 minutes.  *shakes head sadly*  Half of them though are for Tyci, who I have promised brownies to since Freshman year when we were roommates.  It has only taken....two years. 
     But time is running away from me and I need to get going so I'll talk to you wonderful people at a later time.  Sory for the big delay but I haven't even gotten to send Patty her letter that I have from the beginning of the semester.  Oh by the way none of you are getting Halloween cards due to this fat that my time is being eaten up by school and my need for some sleep.  Right now I'm running on coffee fumes.  Love you all, even if you drive me up a wall half the time.

    Do any of you ever have those months where you have no idea where the time went?  That's how this school year feels and while I was pondering this tidbit I look over at the stack of completed homework (metaphorically) to one side of me and realize that's where it all went, down into the oblivious hell that we call school.  It nearly made me cry.  I mean I like school, and most of my teachers....I just could do wihtout that pesky finance class with the teacher that obviously thinks that we should know everything before coming into his class.  The man doesn't really want to teach, you can tell.  He just wants the feeling that he knows more than other people. *shakes head*  Those kind of people don't deserve to be teachers.  But yea...that's why I haven't updated.  My school and the work that goes into it tried to take a chunk out of me when it realized it couldn't swallow me whole.
    I interviewed with Marriott (no thanks to Woods) and I think I did fairly well.  I mean the recruiter even commented on how nicely dresses I was. *grins like the sun*  Though it was only have an hour but Pop reassured me that was the usual stretch of time.  It's really competitive this year though since there aren't many places hiring interns, so they are being more picky than usual.  but on the bright side I really don't need to do an internship to graduate....though it be a nice way to get rid of the last half of my working hours.  If I don't get though I'll have to hunt down a job.  The bakery next to Safeway looks cool.  I went in to ask if they allowed people to shadow and the guy gave me the number of where the owner bakes everything so that I can ask him, but I've been so swamped with school I haven't had a chance.  I mean I am seriously dragging and I even get the amount of sleep they say we need to keep motoring on with.  *shakes head*
    But I've made friends with people I really enjoy hanging out with so that is nice.  Kristen is teaching me how to knit, just started Monday.  *nods head*  When I go grocery shopping this weekend I'm going to stop by Michael's (or whatever you call it) and get my own needles and yarn.  Gives me something to do when we are watching something instead of turning from the tv to the comp or switching windows on my comp. 
    Ceramics is going well, I have my first critic tonight.  I really hate plates though.  I can never get them to the size I need.  Plus my teacher calls them blates since they look like very shallow bowls, but I like plates like that personally.  Though the platters are going to kill me.  I tried making one yesterday during some extra time between classes, but I was stuck using the kick wheel so I nearly failed in making anything, but got a plate about 12 inches....the platters have to be at least 14 inches.  I'll just have to go in early today since my finance class is canceled due to career day.  Most of the class is graduating so the teacher was like 'nope, no class.'  Which is really good because I'm pretty sure if I had to listen or look at his smug expressions I wouldn't be able to stop myself from climbing over the table that separates him from the students and kick his scrawny little ass.  *pauses, regains composure*  I will pass that class if it is the last thing I do. *twitch*
    It was nice seeing Megan and Bella bean... though Bella really needs to learn that when a person is leaving and not going to see her until Thanksgiving that you shouldn't hit them in the face when they are trying to say good bye.  But it was fun going to lunch wiht them and hanging out, though I really didn't need to go shopping for anything since I'm well stocked and Kristen takes me grocery shopping now.  Though I did get a beautiful coat that I can't wait to wear...but I got to wait till I'm not going into ceramics to wear it because yea, that baby will not go near clay.  Thank you Mama for telling me I can get it and putting money in after I got it.  Very kind of you, know I have a jacket that fits for grown up me...when I wish to look and act like one.  But it's still cute and fun and apperantly (from Megan's perspective) Totally me.
    That's about all there is to say at the moment though.  Love you guys and hope you're all doing great.

Wowza!  Life has been hectic and is ready to leave me to dry.  Not to say that i'm not excited to be back.  Though I do miss all of you more than on esibling should.  Though I have to admit that I miss Bella out of all of you,no offense.  Though I do feel like I'm going crazy wiht the wacky things that are going on up here.  Did I mention I guy asked me out...over email?  But we will talk about that one later...or maybe never.
   School is a whirlwind of avtivity.  Mondays and Wensdays go on forever, my fault there.  But it's fun...just means I have to miss NSMH meetings.  Oh well, Christina told me should keep me posted.  The bus system up here is crazy though and takes a very prolonged time picking me up from the Dome at nihgts.  Tuesdays and Thursdays are way more laxed with just Two classes instead of four.  In ceramics I am almost done wiht my project of fourty.  All I have to do is trim and put handles on twenty of them.  Yippy!  Spanish is progressing nicely and I dare say that by the end of the semester I will understand about half of what the teacher is saying in that cryptic language.  Macro and Financing are as depressing as they sound wiht their repetative mantra of "Wallstreet is bad.  Wallstreet is evil.  Wallstreet is the root of all outr societies problems."  Come on I mean it can't be blamed for all things...just about half.  Studio Art is ...interesting, which reminds me that I have to look up some pictures for it.  IU just got done designing an abstract model.  i hope the teacher likes it.  I hate abstract.
    The dorm is more homley this year.  I know people actually and *gasp* I actually talk to them.  I have made progress from hating  people in general to actually making an effort.  I am kind of proud of myself.  Aren't you?  This Saturday I'm suppose to watch at least one disc of Anime with Amber and then have a Supernatural marathon with Kristinia.  That's not to even mention that I am getting a ride to the grocery store on Saturday so that I don't have to lug crap across windy streets with hellions as drivers.  *shudders at the thought*
    (NEVERMIND.  NONE OF YOU NEED TO KNOW ABOUT THE GUY IT  WAS  A  MISTAKE  THINKING  I COULD  SAY  ANYTHING WITHOUT TRYING TO BE PUSHED INTO SOMETHING)
    I've finished reading Count of Monte Cristo and have to say wow.  It's sure nothing like the hollywod version but I love it.  Though I on accident bought the abridged version, Mom was so put out whe she found out that we had done that.  But all was good.  I like both the movie and the book and just have to pretend that they just have a common plots by coincidence.
   Now I am focused souly on Dry Manhattan which is shedding alot of light on Prohibition.  It's really interesting and even if I wasn't reading it for research on one of my stpories I would still enjoy it.  "Local Grave" has been put on hold until further notice due to the fact that Lois and Ace from "Sin's of the Past and Present" keep poking at my brain are soerly tempted to start stomping on it.  Characters are so impatient.  Mab and Doyle aren't to happy about being put on hold but I think they can handle it for a couple more weeks before I have to start switching off.  Some of you might think it is a mistake to do two stories at once but on of them is just going to be stand alone, though in the same world as the other one.  "Local Grave is going to bhe an ongoing series that plans to torment me for a long time to come.
   Did I mention that Amarintha sucked me into Dr. Who.  For those that don't even know what the hell it is, shame on you.  Even mom nows this British scifi.  i'm on season two at the moment, crawling through it like a snail due to everything else I am doing not to mention the fact that Iuyasha fanfiction can drag you away from even the most interesting of things.  Lol.   Then there is the fact that kristinia is haveing me watch Robinhood the British show.  (Relax Pop, I'm studying my butt off,  but everyone needs breaks every once and a while.  Even you.)
    Internship season is around the corner.  It's like the first week of October that Mariot comes up for an info session and interviews.  I'm going to have to skip ceramics that night, but the ceramic teacher is an pretty understanding guy.  Plus I can come in on Friday and make up for the lack of work.  I'm going to print out my resume and have Dr. Lin look at it to make sure all is well in that area.  Stephen has mentioned good advise on a cpver lettre but I have sent Elizabeth a hint that I need some more help, like a solid explanation and an offer to look over it.  But she doesn't have to since she is very close to having little Lucy.  (Which is an adorable name...kind of tempted to draw a picture or something of Lucy's , from Peanuts, little advice stand.  But I'm pretty excited and have a lot of butterflies flying around in my stomach at the mere mention of it.  Hopeful i can get a position in New Port, but I will settle for down in Phoenix if I have to .*slumps*  Woods can even create an internship conditions if I find a place to do it.  So if mariott doesn't come through I can always see if Erin has any contacts that would be willing to let a girl do a 9 hr internship.
    Well got to go and relax a little.  Need to make sure i've read everything for the test.  The practisce questions were all multiple choice so here's to hoping. *crosses fingers* Love ya guys and I promise that I won't stay silent like I have lately.  All the love. *kiss*

   Okay, I am back at school and as most of you should have figured out by now that is when the updates start for the year...at least until I don't see most of you everyday.  Moving was hell on wheels that has already caused sore muscles and an implosion of not caring about things being strewn across the room.   This day is moving as slow as snails.
    We rearranged the room so we have even more floor face and no cords snaking their way across the floor.  May I just say that it was a miracle that neither Rin or I tripped and killed ourselves.  We tend to be clutz when it comes down to it. (yes I know that it is spelled wrong).  Now all that needs to be done is wait for class.  Joy.

    Okay, this week has been a bust.  One that I'm sure will go down in the Hall of Suck-Ass.  Everyone got sick with a wonky virus that none of us were able to really shake until a week later.  This has left many if us tired, cranky, and the house not in tip top shape.  Accompanying the flu like sickness was a flood that has caused a mass exodus of stuff to move into the hallway and me to the coach.  Due to all of this my room is still not painted and I am starting school tomorrow.
    The flooding and getting sick sucks.  Add in painting room while doing school, really really sucks.  That's as simple as I can put it.  But this is not the only thing going on in our lives.  Oh no.  We went to a funeral reception (I will not name the name since I don't know if I'd spell it wrong).  Then today we went to Nicole's graduation party which started out real slow and not many people recognizing me (personally I don't think I've changed that much in looks).  It was nice though.  We say Fred's house for the first time and met Tom (seems nice but meh).
     Wish I could say more was going on since what is above does not seem like much but trust me when I say it was plenty for all of us to handle.  I'll be back with more updates at a later time, until then bye bye.

    Sorry for not updating for a while for those that still read this during the summer, things have been...different than what I've been use to for the past year.  As always things are interesting in the house of Weldon.  Bella is crying about going ni-ni (aka nap time).  Mom, Pop, and Erin are in Clovis at the Weldon family reunion while Megan, Bella, and I are back in Phoenix dying of boredom.  Plus a nasty cold that has wiggled itself past my immune system.
    I really need to fill out applications to places but just can't seem to touch them let alone through them.  Summer school starts in about a week and I am dying to paint my room.  All I need is the parental supervision because apperently Pop thinks that someone will break into the house througfh those open windows.  What is stopping someone from breaking in when they are here? Does Pop have a magicn force field I don't know about?
    I just want to get the room painted so that I can move my desk in along with all my other crap.  The sooner would really be the better because Stephen's old room at the moment looks like a bomb went off with all my stuff.  Books are stacked against the wall in pillars, clothes are in piles near the window, boxes are blockin gthe closet door and I'm pretty sure my bedding is threatening to take over the world, if not the house.  Lets not even get started on my room that is covered in tape and the closet that has been eaten by Manga.  All I am asking for is some paint slapped on those walls so that the space that I spend anout 5 months out of the year in feels a little bit like mine.
    I was watching The Curious Case of Benjamin Button and something the main character said really hit home.  The house and the people hadn't changed but he had.  That is my problem and every college student I know that came home this year.  I mean Patty is nearly climbing the walls due to the silence and people in her house and she use to find the place relaxing.  For me I just...always wanted to escape but didn't realize how badly until this Christmas.  It causes my temper to get the best of me.
    Do you people have any idea how fustrating it is to come home to a number of opinions when you spent a good handful of months without them?  It kind of makes you want to go on a killing spree or just lock yourself in a closet and never come out again.  It is not the best feeling in the world when you need to keep your temper under lock and key so as not to disrupt the choppy waters at home.  I mean yea, sure, you guys do it because it all seems harmless but it really isn't.  It's like sufficating on something that surrounds you like air.  Back at school I never had to worry ab out opinions because not that many people new me or even cared.
   I don't know it's just something to think about.  Have a great week guys and I'll try to update soon.

    I don't know about all of you but I'm tired.  Tired of things not going the way I want.  Tired of good days not turning out the way they are suppose to and twisting into something dark and bad.  Tired of bad things happening to good people and vis versa.  Why can't we just have one minute of peace that is followed by bliss instead of destruction?
    Okay, maybe I  am rambling, but the poxy I got really isn't poxy and has decided to try and kill me.  While the greatest masterpiece out of everything I made is now broken and crumbling and I wish to kill someone.  It's times like this that I wish that I didn't have to do things the hard way because there is no other way to do it.  I understand why I can't have a car.  It cost money like everything else in life, but when you have to travel across campus through walking and bus your breakable items from ceramics are not really going to suvive.  If they do it is in poor shape and you in a very foul mood.  A car would of made it easy and nothing would have gone wrong, but I am cursed to live life without something that is becoming more and more necessary.  It is driving me insane.  It drives me insane that I am stuck in a world where people just assume you have a car and that if you don't that you don't need any other transportation or help.  Most of all though is that I'm just tired.
    My feet hurt, my back aches from carrying more than thirty pounds of ceramics, and my spirit is crushed to the point that all I wish to do is scream at the sky until my throught is raw.  It doesn't help that I had to walk across campus today in heels.  I have a presentation that I have no will to do.  Thank God it is the last one.
    I've been in a pretty bad mood since Sunday when I wasn't feeling well so I left the Hall meeting early.  (They really don't need me to vote.  I don't particularlly like any of them)  It didn't help that theyb started the meeting early which ment In missed the attendence which got me J-boarded.  I mean for crying out load I felt like someone was punching me i the stomach, their voting for the new council members is not going to be high on my list to waste my Sunday night doing.  This means I know have to show up tomorrow at six to give my case why I wasn't at the meeting.  I have an overwhelming feeling that I will not be the nicest person on earth.  Excuse me for not warning them ahead of time that I would be missing the meeting due to not feeling well.  Next time I'll have to warn them in ample time ahead of the meetings that I will be feeling sick.
    Due to all of this bad luck my ceramics will not be making it to Deviantart.com until I havew proxy and time to deal with it.  Who knows maybe I can earn enough money this summer to get some mode of transportation though that is probably slim to none, even though Stephen (no offense Stevie) got a car while he was still in college (senior year be damned).  Megan (no offense to you either) had grandma's car during college (I don't car if it was crap. it was still a car).  I believe also that grandma's car was used by Erin and Elizabeth ( I may be mistaken, so pardon me if I am).  So why is that I am doomed to be stranded? 
    Yes, I know the economy is crap.  Yes, I know we don't have the money.  But really I can't always rely on others when people in general are unreliable.  Part of me wishes for everyone to come to Flagstaff and walk around it they way I have to.  For a week I would like all of you to treck through it.  Don't even mention taxis (they cost money and I usually spend most of that on grocery for two weeks only to need more the next two weeks).   I have to deal with snow and rain and hail and wind.  Do you know how hard it is to keep warm during those conditions?  Coats, gloves, scarves, and waterproof jackets can only go so far before you find your behind freezing off while you're waiting to cross the street or walking to the store.  There is ice aplenty to slip on.  At the end of the day all you want to do is fall where you stand and let the cold take you.  At least with the heat you can sit infront of a fan with cold water and hardly anyhting on, cold you can never have to many layers or enough of them.
    I mean, common parents.  You never come up here when there is snow.  I distinctivly recall coming up here with mom during the winter to pick Erin up for Christmas break one year.  There was snow on the ground.  Don't use that as an excuse to not come up here during the snow season, you guys use to go sking for crying out loud.  You know how to drive in snow.  So don't tell me that you understand my plight when yo yourselves are to "scared" to come up here during that season yourslef.  If I could of gone somewhere warmer for my degree I would have.
    Hey, Erin how much would you sell that car of yours for anyway?  How much does a used car go for.  Someone help me out here and tell me what nmoney would I have to save up for a crappy used car (or a very nice running Honda, Erin).  How can I really try to be somewhat independent when I have to rely on everyone for help.  Pop, if I could pay for school without going into debt I would.
    You know what I quit.  I'm tired, angry and wish to see the world burn!  Good luck to all of you how have transportation, that don't have to rely on someone else to get to where you need to go.  GOOD LUCK!

    Well life has been pretty mellow, but good.  Really good.  Do you ever get that feeling that just overwhelms you where you want to jump into the air, scream yes, and then a do a little victory dance?  That's how I've been feeling lately and I'm happy that feeling is back.  All that's left to do is go home and keep hold of this feeling, which is hard sometimes because being home sometimes sucks the life out of me. It feels like its missing something that once was a vital piece to it, but I don't know what it is.  The people are the same warm fam that I love but there is some element that's missng.  Has anyone else felt this way after going away to college?
    But back to the happy things in life.  I can figure out that weird feeling later.  Monday I glazed half of my pottery and was pretty happy with how it came out.  I'll post the finish pieces on Deviantart in case any of you want to see them, though some will be missing since half of them were just glazed Wensday and some of the finished pieces I had to keep at the studio for our critic on Monday.  For those who forgot the Deviantart address its, www.sin-mw.deviantart.com/, bookmark it this time people.  It's a vital piece of me know.  Any new art pieces will always be posted up there and not just pottery stuff.
    I signed up for another ceramics clas for the fall semester, I just couldn't help it.  That's going to basically be the only class that will breath some air into my life and that is crucial since I'll be dealing with Spanish, Macro, and Financing.  It's something that let me relax plus I don't want to loose touch with the wheel.  It's a pain in the butt to get a handle on it but once you do it's one of the most rewarding thing in the world.  I'd miss that feeling too much.
    I finished my  final draft of the Human Resource Plan, Yippy!!!  It's not that hard of a paper but it is really boring.  I mean, no where that I've worked has ever had a Human Resource department that meddled in our affairs.  I don't think you really need one if your not a big corporation and I never really plan to belong to one, let alone be in the HR Department.  I'm much mor einterested in the forcasting that we are doing in Accounting.  Who knew that I would ever enjoy an accounting class.  The only question is "why couldn't we do this earlier?" 
    The year is almost over though.  Time sure does fly by fast.  Know I just ahve to study for my finals. *groan*  I hate studying.  That is going to kill me.  All my profs that are giving a final are trying to kill us.  I swear to God...well except for International Management, he wants use to pass.  Plus I get extra credit in his class for passing out papers.  It's hard to really dislike a guy that gives you extra credit just because it has you pass out all the work sheets and stuff to the rest of the rows.  *grins* 
    I'll talk to you all later.  I got some extra time before class and I am determined to start typing my story again.  It really has been to long.  Love you guys.  Call me sometime eh?  Give me a reason to stop working on school for a little bit.

    I'm alive!  This past weekend was the first in a while so it is to be expected that I have some oomph in my step (or should I say fingers since I'm typing?)...but no matter what life is doing pretty good in keeping me happy.  This Friday was pretty relaxing with nothing to really worry about.  I took a nap, something I haven't been allowed to do in like a month plus I got to sleep in on Saturday and Sunday.  But I have got to say that Friday was the best of them all.  I got my hands on a new cool cup and had ice cream...plus I got to cook dinner and have some drinks.  MMMMMMmmmmm, sake.  What kind of girl would I be not to be happy after that.
    Sunday was kind of depressing with some online quizzes, but I aced them.  Only problem was that afterwords I found out that I couldn't find my pocket watch.  I need to call Rue 21, the store I was at with my jacket last.  Maybe they found it but just in case I'm asking all the other areas that I spend my time at.  So far nothing but I still have hope...if not I'm going to turn into a puddle of tears again.
    Monday was......interesting to say the least.  I got to load a kiln.  The only problem was that I nearly got lit on fire when a stupid girl decided to turn it on while I was loading it.  The girl I was loading with pulled me out of there so fast my head was spinning.  Lucky thing she did because I think my leg would have caught fire otherwise, but I am whole and unharmed.  There are no crispy pieces of me.  I might kill Valarie though, that's the stupid idiot that turned the kiln on.  OH!  I found my bowl I made before anyone else started making bowls so I'm pretty happy, seems Stephen will be getting his bowl after all. *smile*  For all those asking what about their bowl, you didn't ask for one.  He did.
    All I have to do know is finish class, do my math homework (which is all busy work, why couldn't they introduce Forecasting earlier, it's the best thing we've done) and finish my final paper for the Human Resource Plan (yuck).  After all of that is out of the way I can get to typing my short story, I want to get it published.  I came up with it while I was doing this assignment thing.   It wasn't for class though but for my Gaia.com online creative writting group that I belong to.  We had to take the perspective of one of the characters from the Adam and Eve story.  Naturally I chose the snake, I mean that is the most entertaining perspective.  Mom read the rough draft, but I haven't typed out the final draft I made.  How cool would that be if it got published. *sigh*
    I love you guys and hope all of you are doing well.  If any of you need some wishing of luck I'm giving it to you so smile.  If you are down treat yourself to something, k?  I'll be back soon with another update, we'll get to see some of our stuff fired by then (Wensday).

    For the past two weeks I have had no weekends.  I don't believe that they exist anymore.  Maybe they died in a far off place and their deaths are just reaching us now like light does.  *shakes head*  Last weekend I had to study for an accounting exam and this weekend I have been slaving over three papers that are so mind numbing simple that it's too hard to right them and not cry in shame.  Maybe one day weekends will be revived but i have no real hope, after all I am stuck with summer school this year.  There truly may be no god left in the world after this summer.  Hell, there probably won't be any me.  I'm sorry Elizabeth and Stephen I highly doubt that  will have any money to get to you both this summer and even if I do I have summer school both sessions.  PC does not offer a variety of times sadly.
    The only light of my week was the prospect of cooking dinner, the first meal on Friday was wonderful.  The fish tacos though were depressing and lacked any flavor, the recipe shows no pacific way to cook the fish.  Elizabeth ditch the recipe I sent you.  There has to be a better one out in the world.  I would wish that blandness on no one, not even my greatest enemy...if I had one.
    Life has been pretty uneventful of late.  School is coming to a close and things are coming to a climax.  Accounting has decided that he must flood us with homework while the rest of our classes believe in just killing us with papers, joy.  Well I got to go I have papers waiting to torture me for the rest of the night.
P.S. I didn't do spell check Elizabeth, there weren't that many tough words. lol

    OMG, I don't think the papers have anything on the challenge that Amarintha's lamp gave me to put back together.  You all are probably going what the hell\, how long does it take to put a lamp back together but let me tell you my little friends that it's a challenge that tries to claim your life.  I tell you the story.  This Monday (no we were not wise enough to do this onb a weekend) we decided to rearange things after about a semester of griping about it.  Amarintha got the idea in her head to take the table part of her lamp off, which neither of us new where to start.  After an hour or two of bickering, sweating, and a good measure of swearing (in which we succeeded in putting it back together once, but made the mistake to try  once again to get the circle of hell off) we gave up promising to some sacraligious god to put it bac together later.  Now it is Thursday and it was still sprawled across the dorm floor, waiting to trip and altimutly kill us (whether late at night or once we had dragged ourselves out of the pit of hell nicknamed classes I have no idea).  So when I came home today to see my greatest challenge, so far in life, was starring me in the face making me decide that it was time tnhat we did this little dance again, but this time I had the dorm chairs on my side.  After an hour of manuvering I have won, the bottom of that accursed thing is screwed back on.
    Life is good again...until I get back to my papers.
    Damn it.

    I kid you not this is how I feel.  Life is trying to suck my brain out of it's skull and feed it to vultures.  HR Class is trying to kill me, that project will be the death of me.  International Management could give it a run for it's money though with all those case studies.  The only saving grace is ceramics with it's beautiful potters wheels.  If only life could be centered around that.  Some times I feel I should have been an art major but then reality smacks me across the head (note: not that there is anything wrong with being an art major person, I just think I don't have what it takes to survive with it.)
    I'm pretty sure that Spring Break was just something to push us all off a cliff this semester.  Everyone I've talked to has said that they are ready to kill something, hopefully  the professors and not the rest of the population.  Maybe I should bake something this weekend, maybe life will become a little more bearable...unless the altitude decides to play havoc with my cooking skills.  Death to places with high altitudes!!!
    Okay admittedly I am procrastinating so that  don't have to do work that I really need to do to get an A which has been recommended by several people already in my life if I want to keep my GPA on tract and above a 3.0.  GRahhhhHHHHH....God I should do that more often.  I seriously need some fun slammed into my life or I'm going on a blood thirsty rampage and no one wants that.  At least none of you that are family.  In all the good thriller flicks everyone knows that the family gets the bad end of the stick first.  Sorry guys.
    Speaking of family, Megan, you really need to start picking up your phone and answering back the messages left on it.  I will call you once more before I resort to sicking  mom an you. ..to late, already done. 
    Guess I have to go face the mounds of homework waiting to suffocate me.  Hopefully by the end of tonight I can get to editing Innocently Guilty.  See ya.

    Have you ever had that feeling when you wake up that it's just going to be a very bad day and then are proved wrong to the point you are floating by the end of it?  It's a really weird feeling.  Surprisingly my homework is not trying to sufficate me under its mass.  Yippee. It''s a rather refreshing feeling.
    I have a question for all of you, answer through email if you will, probably won't have time for phone calls till this weekend.  If it takes less than say two weeks to move from like one guy to another, does that make me fickle or whatever the word?  Answer please.

    Well spring break is going pretty well.  It's been real relaxing, nothing required of me and I get to sleep in as long as I want.  The project I want to do though is going to have to be put of for a while now since one of the people I wanted to take picture of is in Cali now.  Sad day really.
    There really isn't that much to say at the moment since life is blissfully boring.  The only real plans I have this weekend is to grab so lunch with some different poeple, already had it with Patty, Logan's out of the state, Mike is having lunch with Amarintha and I tomorrow and then Friday we are going to have lunch with Candy and Mom.  Besides that we have just been floating along on a absent minded drift.  Today I promised myself that I would write some more since yesterday I practised drawing once again.  The sketch cane out pretty good since the last time i tried that picture the attempt failed.  I'll be posting it on Devianart if the person that took the photograph gives me permision.  If they don't then you guys will just have to wait until you see me at home to get a glimpse of it. *shrugs*
     Got to get back to drifting.  Talk to you all later, probably when I get back to Flag.

    Well I have some news.  i am officially single again.  Not my choice but that's okay.  Life goes on and all that other crap.
    I have nothing else to really say than that besides the fact that I wish to make a quick getaway back down to Phoenix.  Spring break cant seem to come fast enough.  It's not because of the break up either.  Its the stress of school.  I just want a week where I don't have to worry about anything.  A week of blissfull boringness and maybe lying in the sun typing my book.  Maybe thats why I am so pissed off, I haven't been able to get any typing in for a couple weeks now.  *twitch*
    Though all of you should check out my art page, www.sin-mw.deviantart.com.  It's beautiful and wonderful, my pride and joy at the moment.  i have a project in mind that I want to post on there but I still have to work on the details.  It's very vague at the moment in my head, but it there none the less.  If any of you want to be models for the ideas that would be great.  I just came up with a greart one that would have Stephen in it....but you guys willprobably think me all weird.
    Love you guys.