On my way to the library, which is where I am now, some kid was like "dude I've been up since 7:30, not cool." Complainer. I'm up before then EVERY day and have classes back to back pretty much until 3. It was only 11 and he was obviously going back to bed.
So what I'm getting at I guess, is that I've been initiated into the fold of the normative early-risers. The herd has yet to accept me.
I have SO MUCH to be grateful for, but, you know. Life is hard.
I have good friends and family and a job and a school to go to veryvery soon and a future and many fun things to do most of the time.
Sometimes it's hard to focus on that. Also, and only a little bit related, this is my first major family holiday away from my immediate family.
Anyway, funny story: I found out today that Micaela Braithwaite (Ciaela on YT and Twitter), one of my Youtube subscriptions, is the first cousin of my cousin's wife. WHAAT.
I'm just doodling with my Etch A Sketch pen while procrastinating on an admissions essay. And listening to awesome rainy music. (http://www.last.fm/user/erikaferika)
What are you procrastinating on? Is there rain involved? Or neat pens?
Gratuitous picture of myself just because my uncle has one of those big fancy Mac desktops with the built-in webcam, and this is newfangled to me and still a novelty. Even though it is 2010.
I moved to Los Angeles today. I also got hit by a crazy driver on the 10 whilst moving to LA today. I also found out that I have an older sister I've never met. It was a very long and eventful Tuesday.
Can I just have a reality show already? My life can only get more ridiculous from here.
This mug may or may not contain wine, and the DVD case may or may not have contained The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo, which may or may not, but definitely is now in my player.
This is what I do with my Thursday nights, apparently. Friends? What are those again?
