New blog?

I'm thinking about starting a blog about my drink obsession!

It would be fun, even if nobody reads it. :Db I got the idea from some Japanese snack blogs I've been looking at recently. Some of them had drink reviews, but not much. So I thought it would be a cool idea to have a drink-centric blog! The only problem is that I've already drank a lot of my drinks (82, to be exact) so... I'm not so sure about what to do there. I'm thinking that I could photograph the empty bottles in groups (like Calpis in one group, Nacchan in another, etc.) and do a sort of retroactive review of them as a group, and then start from new drinks from then on. We'll see. It's not like very many people will read it anyway, at least not at first, so whatever.

I need a job. xD;

Now what?

So I graduated from college yesterday.

I am both excited and terrified at the same time! :Db

On the one hand, I'm so glad to be done with school (at least for the time being). On the other hand, I don't have a job and I don't know what I want to do. So that's a problem. I'm trying just to relax for right now though and not think too much about it. Thinking is for losers.

I may have to retain my thinking skills and save them for sometime in the future though, because I might go to graduate school. The keyword here is "might." Before yesterday I was completely against the idea, but then at my graduation ceremony I thought that Urban Studies might be cool. So we'll see where I end up working and what I end up doing in the next few years, and if I feel like it then I might just go and get my master's degree after all. We'll see!

For now, I'll just take some solace in my ever-growing bottle collection.



I'm at 82 now! Awww yeaaah! :Db

Failing at life right now.

This feels like my life right now.

Kind of emo, I know. But it's true. School is winding down (only 22 days until commencement), and I've been bogged down with a ton of work. Or at least, it feels like a ton, and I don't want to do any of it. I've also been trying to search for a job, but I feel like I don't really know how to, and I can't help thinking that there are way more qualified people out there than me. I've been looking at some entry-level positions and they all ask for experience. I thought that the point of entry-level positions were to hire someone with no experience! You're just entering into the job, right? So how are you supposed to know anything? Argh. Frustrating.

I'll just sell myself on the streets I guess. No, that's not funny. :/

At least we're having pizza for dinner.

Klingon Hair

I blame my large forehead.

Also, I haven't updated this in awhile! xD And I was planning on updating every day, too. That didn't work out so well. I think that I'll start updating more now, though. Senioritis is kicking in and I'm finding excuses for doing anything but homework. :Db Plus, I'd rather update a blog that nobody reads than update my LiveJournal that a few people read and not get any comments. At least with this, I know why I won't get any comments! Jeez, what a sad life I have lately.

EDIT: Scratch the Klingon hair, it looks more like Elrond hair:

Johnny's Angel

I love Johnny Weir so much it hurts. In a platonic, "I want to go shopping with him" kind of way. Of course.

I heard about him on the Project Runway blog Project Rungay, and found out that he has a documentary and reality show, and what do you know! I don't have the Sundance Channel but it's On Demand, so I watched everything. And it was...



He's an amazing figure skater and an incredibly hard worker, but most of all I admire him because he's not afraid to be himself, and screw anyone who looks down on him! I want to be like that.

I think that he was tragically underscored in both of his programs in last week's Olympics, but especially in the free skate. He was amaaaazing and the scores didn't reflect the awesome at ALL. So unfair. Some people say that the judges purposely underscored him because they didn't want him skating in the exhibition today. They think he "sets a bad example." I think that not taking him seriously as an athlete because of his personality is setting a bad example.

Who You Gonna Call?

... Ghostbusters?! (Actually, that looks more like a... terrorist-mobile.)

Today my Fiction Writing professor told us that his 8th grade science teacher was a serial killer. Then we wrote a story about a decapitated monkey. What a morbid kind of day.

At least my lucky socks worked for my World History quiz. 100% man, 100%. I wasn't wearing them today, though, so the guy who sits in front of me caught me doodling bees in my notebook and I felt kind of dumb. Hey, bees have everything to do with Marxism. Hives, and all that. Same thing.

College... Oh, College

I find it ominous that "studying" has the word "dying" in it.

Yesterday I had a World History quiz, so I wore my lucky shoes and Christmas penguin socks, because penguins in Santa hats have got to be some sort of lucky. And it worked!

I wonder if the luck on the socks has worn off or if I can pull off wearing them again for my Art and Culture in India test today. Worth a try.

Right now there's a woodpecker trying to drill a hole in the side of my house. I don't think he's going to find anything besides insulation. I wish him all the best, though!