Hooker + Coca Cola = ?

So I was digging through old stuff the other day, and I found something that made me really sad.

It was my beginnings of my online magazine.

I’m pretty sure no one knows about this, but when I had my old domain, I was planning on making a magazine that was all about digital art.  Since I’m crappy at digital art, I was going to have other people writing articles for me

JOKES! I would write them too.

When I saw it, I really wanted to start the whole project again.  But, this requires me to spend time on it, spend money on it, and it may not even work out in the end.  However, I’m thinking about building up the site anyways, just to see what it could be.  The design I had was god awful, but this other one that I have in my head should be ok.  We’ll see.

I’m writing more now.

So, this week has been the most exhausting week of my life.  I haven’t gone to bed sooner than 12, I’ve had to wake up at times like 7 and 8 in the morning, and I’ve been working/teaching/dancing/homeworking.  I’ve had no time to myself what so ever, and even though tonight looked like it could, Megan really needed a study night for her midterm tomorrow, so I took her shift.

Tomorrow, I don’t think I’m going to go to Geology.  I’m just going to see what I missed and then make the notes myself.  I’m just way too damn tired, and really need to sleep in.  I don’t know, we’ll see.

I’m also about to get all my pay cheques soon, since next week will be October.

Speaking of October, my birthday is in about 2 weeks.  I’ve been thinking long and hard about what I want.  I told my friends to get me money for a tatoo, or piercings if Laura doesn’t get the tatoo drawn in time.  I’m going to get my ears peirced, and then I think the top of one ear.  I don’t know if your allowed to do that in one sitting, but if I can I will.

Other wise, I have to devise a list for people to buy me stuff (family and such).  I’m not exactly sure what I want, I think money may be in there, but I think I’m going to throw some material things in there too.  Like, I’m wanting some new headphones, and I’m thinking about some really nice bigger ones.  I also need some money to spruce up my computer with, and stuff like that.  I dunno, I’m too busy to know what I want. 

But I need to go relax before I brave a shift that runs till 12.

Two Hoom it Meh consurn

I’m not a shoulder to cry on.

My relationship with Phil is the best thing I could ever hope for, but that doesn’t mean I know how to fix yours.

I’m learning too, so I can’t tutor in a class I’m currently taking.

I had my first nervous breakdown today, even though I was doing everything right.

I need a break.

I shall eat every word I spoke this summer.

Tutoring isn’t going as well as I thought it would.

I’ve bitten off more than I can chew.

I’m sorry.

My life as a robodrone

So even though I said I was going to move blogs, I decided that I worked too damn hard to come up with the name of this blog, and there was no way in hell I was going to settle for anything less.  Also, I couldn’t come up with anything as cool sounding.  I’m nichtso!creative.

School has gotten slightly busier, with labs and such.  I haven’t had any chemistry labs or anything yet, but I have had 2 geology labs.  I’ve done good on all of them so far, so I need to keep this up.  I also have assignments to hand in this week, and I finished those on thursday night.  One of them still needs a bit of tweeking, but apart from that its all good.

The thing that is bothering me the most right now is the fact that I’m like a week behind on writing my notes.  There is so many of them, and I just can’t keep up.  Her notes are horribly abbreviated, and I don’t learn anything from them, so I have to resort to the textbook to get my notes.  These notes are extremely long winded, but much better than hers, so I have no choice.

Mineralogy is not bad at all, considering she barely goes through anything in a class, and has a way of repeating EVERYTHING she went over in the previous class for 30 minutes at the start of the next class.  Its lovely.

Also, why do lesbains own so many pairs of glasses and matching sandles?

Ponder that!

So, my mental crap has been going much better.  I had a talk about it with Phil, and he made me feel a lot better.  I also found some herbal anxiety pills that seem a lot better than taking real medication.  I do still have anxiety/depression randomly, but it happens very infrequently.

So yay!

I’d write more, but I don’t want to.