One of the kids stole my earrings off my desk while I was in the shower last night. I've torn the room apart, so I know they're gone. If anyone knows me, they know I do not take my jewelry off outside my room. I'm going to kill something! GAH!

In other (happier) news: Happy Birthday, [livejournal.com profile] liliaeth! *big hugs and smoochies*
One of the kids stole my earrings off my desk while I was in the shower last night. I've torn the room apart, so I know they're gone. If anyone knows me, they know I do not take my jewelry off outside my room. I'm going to kill something! GAH!

In other (happier) news: Happy Birthday, [livejournal.com profile] liliaeth! *big hugs and smoochies*
I'm very down at the moment. I'm not really sure what's wrong with me. I'm listless, and I can't seem to move outside my room. I haven't let this room in almost two days. I need to clean this place so badly, but I can't seem to make myself do it. The clutter is making me claustrophobic. I need to get off this campus. Of course it could be the blood pouring out of my uterus. I'm such a girl; I've been sitting around eating brownies and watching Spike music videos to try and feel better. Not even the sexual wonderousness of teh Marsters can cure me of my depression.

In other news, after three years, I finally got back on Gaia. I joined it right when it first began, and I stopped going on it in about 2004 right before I graduated High School. I saw an ad for it on a site, and out of curiousity I went back on it. Instead of 20K people on it, now there's over a 100K. My items and stuff were completely intact. I'm re-learning how to use the site since there's a lot of new content. It's just one more thing to distract me from getting work done. Le sigh.

I think I might watch some Buffy tonight. Something in S2 when Spike was at his most gorgeous and effete.
I'm very down at the moment. I'm not really sure what's wrong with me. I'm listless, and I can't seem to move outside my room. I haven't let this room in almost two days. I need to clean this place so badly, but I can't seem to make myself do it. The clutter is making me claustrophobic. I need to get off this campus. Of course it could be the blood pouring out of my uterus. I'm such a girl; I've been sitting around eating brownies and watching Spike music videos to try and feel better. Not even the sexual wonderousness of teh Marsters can cure me of my depression.

In other news, after three years, I finally got back on Gaia. I joined it right when it first began, and I stopped going on it in about 2004 right before I graduated High School. I saw an ad for it on a site, and out of curiousity I went back on it. Instead of 20K people on it, now there's over a 100K. My items and stuff were completely intact. I'm re-learning how to use the site since there's a lot of new content. It's just one more thing to distract me from getting work done. Le sigh.

I think I might watch some Buffy tonight. Something in S2 when Spike was at his most gorgeous and effete.
I wish they would send about three more kids home for their behavior. They're such little bastards, I swear. They just won't do anything that they're told! GAH! *pulls hair out*

Hannah is taking me to Wal-Mart tomorrow morning. Thank God, I was getting desperate for soda.

I need to shower. I've got paint all over me.

I still haven't started shooting any footage for my short film. Grr to it all!
I wish they would send about three more kids home for their behavior. They're such little bastards, I swear. They just won't do anything that they're told! GAH! *pulls hair out*

Hannah is taking me to Wal-Mart tomorrow morning. Thank God, I was getting desperate for soda.

I need to shower. I've got paint all over me.

I still haven't started shooting any footage for my short film. Grr to it all!
Had to chase down a girl who snuck onto my floor last night until the wee hours of the morning. Not cool.

I actually participated in "art" today with Erin. It was a still-life that I actually like how it turned out, but it still needs a lot of work. Maybe I'll post pictures of it eventually.

Professor Ashworth gave me a Digital 8 camera on loan from the art department, complete with battery charger and tripod. I got an idea for a short film based on a film project the kids are doing in Art Appreciation called "What Do Artists Do?"

I have to get up early tomorrow to help out with the kids and their video projects in the computer lab. *le sigh*

And I really need to go to Wal-Mart for sodas and batteries. I am desperate for the new Spike: Shadow Puppets comic. Desperate, I tell you. Comic Book Guy is a big jerk for not ordering it for me even after I begged and pleaded!

I choose to ignore recent LJ happenings.
Had to chase down a girl who snuck onto my floor last night until the wee hours of the morning. Not cool.

I actually participated in "art" today with Erin. It was a still-life that I actually like how it turned out, but it still needs a lot of work. Maybe I'll post pictures of it eventually.

Professor Ashworth gave me a Digital 8 camera on loan from the art department, complete with battery charger and tripod. I got an idea for a short film based on a film project the kids are doing in Art Appreciation called "What Do Artists Do?"

I have to get up early tomorrow to help out with the kids and their video projects in the computer lab. *le sigh*

And I really need to go to Wal-Mart for sodas and batteries. I am desperate for the new Spike: Shadow Puppets comic. Desperate, I tell you. Comic Book Guy is a big jerk for not ordering it for me even after I begged and pleaded!

I choose to ignore recent LJ happenings.
Had two girls have emotional breakdowns on me yesterday while I taught Erin's class. Not fun.
Saw Hamlet last night; it was nice.

Erin was back today and less sickly. She liked the composition of the still life I set up for the kids.

I've got a headache and a lot of bone pain at the moment (most of it lodged seemingly in the middle of my upper back).

Found out my grandmother broke her arm again. *sighs*

Tomorrow, I have to get up early to help out in the computer lab with the Art Appreciation class.

It might be paranoia/hypochondria talking but I think my Sortret (Accutane) is making my depression worse... That, or I'm just very, very depressed. God, what's wrong with me? I'm perfectly normal (or as normal as I get) during the day, and then the sunsets and BAM! I'm all depressed. I must be some sort of emo-pire. or something. *headdesk*
Had two girls have emotional breakdowns on me yesterday while I taught Erin's class. Not fun.
Saw Hamlet last night; it was nice.

Erin was back today and less sickly. She liked the composition of the still life I set up for the kids.

I've got a headache and a lot of bone pain at the moment (most of it lodged seemingly in the middle of my upper back).

Found out my grandmother broke her arm again. *sighs*

Tomorrow, I have to get up early to help out in the computer lab with the Art Appreciation class.

It might be paranoia/hypochondria talking but I think my Sortret (Accutane) is making my depression worse... That, or I'm just very, very depressed. God, what's wrong with me? I'm perfectly normal (or as normal as I get) during the day, and then the sunsets and BAM! I'm all depressed. I must be some sort of emo-pire. or something. *headdesk*
Had to teach Erin's class today. Had to stop two girls from having mental breakdowns.

We're now cracking down on the kids staying where they're supposed to be. Now they hate us even more. I got a chorus of "This is like a prison!" To which I wanted to reply, "Don't like, go home. If you hadn't have broken the rules in the first place, we wouldn't have to upgrade the rules."

Saw a production of Hamlet in which all the actors got to play Hamlet at different times. It was wonderful. I loved it.

Might have to take yet another girl to Health Services tomorrow. I hope she's feeling better by in the morning.

I'm back on Accutane (now called Sortret or something). I now have to walk outside with an umbrella to stay out of direct sunlight. Maybe now I can get my deathly pallor back.
Had to teach Erin's class today. Had to stop two girls from having mental breakdowns.

We're now cracking down on the kids staying where they're supposed to be. Now they hate us even more. I got a chorus of "This is like a prison!" To which I wanted to reply, "Don't like, go home. If you hadn't have broken the rules in the first place, we wouldn't have to upgrade the rules."

Saw a production of Hamlet in which all the actors got to play Hamlet at different times. It was wonderful. I loved it.

Might have to take yet another girl to Health Services tomorrow. I hope she's feeling better by in the morning.

I'm back on Accutane (now called Sortret or something). I now have to walk outside with an umbrella to stay out of direct sunlight. Maybe now I can get my deathly pallor back.
Slow day. Didn't have to do much, so things were better. Showed my animations to one of the professors from Watkins School of Design. He really liked them. He also looked at the production sketches for my new animation. He told me to submit it to the Nashville Film Festival in December if it winds up looking as nice as my sketches. He also liked the music I picked out for the score. XD That makes me very happy.

I did some actual artwork today! Take a look!
New Artwork Under the Cut )
Slow day. Didn't have to do much, so things were better. Showed my animations to one of the professors from Watkins School of Design. He really liked them. He also looked at the production sketches for my new animation. He told me to submit it to the Nashville Film Festival in December if it winds up looking as nice as my sketches. He also liked the music I picked out for the score. XD That makes me very happy.

I did some actual artwork today! Take a look!
New Artwork Under the Cut )
Last night at around 10 PM, the pipes burst on the seventh floor. Spent two hours rounding up the kids, taking them to the Music Building, and trying to fix the pipes/clean up the mess. It only messed up some of the bathrooms, thank God.

Went swimming and played volleyball at the Rec. Center. Scored a few points. Got a sunburn on my shoulders and sandburns on my feet. Came home. Realized how sore and tired I was. Got depressed over a lot of stuff that shouldn't matter. Like, why should I care if another counselor thinks that all feminists are hateful, militant, spiteful, and believe that women should get more than men? Who cares if she is overlooking the fact that feminism is about equality to men? Well, I care. It bugs me that she has such a misguided view with a judgment coloured by a few encounters with some women who don't really deserve to call themselves feminists. I just feel alone here is all. I relate more to the students than I do to the counselors. The students are so open and free and wonderfully accepting of everyone. It amazes me how a few years in age difference changes people into harsher, colder individuals.

Three of the girls on my floor have a stalker. One of the girls got the "honours" chair in Viola, and it has upset a boy who, from the moment he walked in the door to register, has let everyone know that he is the best and superior to all. He went around to everyone in the music department, including the profs, telling them how much of a "little whore" the girl was. To top it off, he stole her name tag carrier with her room key and now the poor thing is scared out of her mind. She can't sleep, and she's afraid he's going to hurt her. After watching this guy all week, I don't blame her. Mrs. Hawkersmith and I are going to have a meeting about it in the morning along with Vaughn, one of the male counselors who is also in the music department. I've already talked to Vaughn, who is a sweetheart and who is really concerned about this situation. I've spent the last three hours trying to comfort the three girls involved in this ordeal. They're scared out of their minds 'cause this guy is fairly large and scary-looking. I say we let Mr. Rick from the wood-working shop deal with this kid and be done with it.

Also, in happier news, the girl with the broken foot came back today. She brought me Chinese food which was the brightest spot in my day.
Last night at around 10 PM, the pipes burst on the seventh floor. Spent two hours rounding up the kids, taking them to the Music Building, and trying to fix the pipes/clean up the mess. It only messed up some of the bathrooms, thank God.

Went swimming and played volleyball at the Rec. Center. Scored a few points. Got a sunburn on my shoulders and sandburns on my feet. Came home. Realized how sore and tired I was. Got depressed over a lot of stuff that shouldn't matter. Like, why should I care if another counselor thinks that all feminists are hateful, militant, spiteful, and believe that women should get more than men? Who cares if she is overlooking the fact that feminism is about equality to men? Well, I care. It bugs me that she has such a misguided view with a judgment coloured by a few encounters with some women who don't really deserve to call themselves feminists. I just feel alone here is all. I relate more to the students than I do to the counselors. The students are so open and free and wonderfully accepting of everyone. It amazes me how a few years in age difference changes people into harsher, colder individuals.

Three of the girls on my floor have a stalker. One of the girls got the "honours" chair in Viola, and it has upset a boy who, from the moment he walked in the door to register, has let everyone know that he is the best and superior to all. He went around to everyone in the music department, including the profs, telling them how much of a "little whore" the girl was. To top it off, he stole her name tag carrier with her room key and now the poor thing is scared out of her mind. She can't sleep, and she's afraid he's going to hurt her. After watching this guy all week, I don't blame her. Mrs. Hawkersmith and I are going to have a meeting about it in the morning along with Vaughn, one of the male counselors who is also in the music department. I've already talked to Vaughn, who is a sweetheart and who is really concerned about this situation. I've spent the last three hours trying to comfort the three girls involved in this ordeal. They're scared out of their minds 'cause this guy is fairly large and scary-looking. I say we let Mr. Rick from the wood-working shop deal with this kid and be done with it.

Also, in happier news, the girl with the broken foot came back today. She brought me Chinese food which was the brightest spot in my day.
I think the virus may be gone from my computer for good. The only problem is now that the program I used to get rid of it is bogging down my computer when it starts and, because I had to get rid of all my temporary Internet files, my interwebs is running slow because it's having to redownload everything. I hope I can get everything back to normal soon. Being up all night with a sick compy is like being up all night with a sick child for me.

I'm going to the Frist in Nashville today with the kids to see all the pretty art, the good kind. I'll be posting the Thrusday reccs for [livejournal.com profile] darker_spike later tonight.
I think the virus may be gone from my computer for good. The only problem is now that the program I used to get rid of it is bogging down my computer when it starts and, because I had to get rid of all my temporary Internet files, my interwebs is running slow because it's having to redownload everything. I hope I can get everything back to normal soon. Being up all night with a sick compy is like being up all night with a sick child for me.

I'm going to the Frist in Nashville today with the kids to see all the pretty art, the good kind. I'll be posting the Thrusday reccs for [livejournal.com profile] darker_spike later tonight.
My compy is dying, I think. I can't do anything with it. I've tried every virus deleting and detecting software out there. They all say that my computer doesn't have any viruses or spyware, but my computer can hardly load and pop-ups are everywhere. They even try to pop-up when I'm not online (they ask me do I want to work off-line). My last hope is to run all my computer's anti-viral software in safe mode again, but now the compy won't even go into safe mode! God! Help is appreicate, my dear tech-savvy friends.

Had another girl go home today. Had to help her move. I'm never going to be on the proper schedule if this keeps up.

*crawls in a hole and dies*
My compy is dying, I think. I can't do anything with it. I've tried every virus deleting and detecting software out there. They all say that my computer doesn't have any viruses or spyware, but my computer can hardly load and pop-ups are everywhere. They even try to pop-up when I'm not online (they ask me do I want to work off-line). My last hope is to run all my computer's anti-viral software in safe mode again, but now the compy won't even go into safe mode! God! Help is appreicate, my dear tech-savvy friends.

Had another girl go home today. Had to help her move. I'm never going to be on the proper schedule if this keeps up.

*crawls in a hole and dies*
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