It's been a while... again. School has been eating me alive lately.
Was home for easter. It was... interesting to say the least. I can't really say that it feels like home anymore. It's odd... Oh yes. We also randomly aquired an iMac while I was gone. I guess my dad found it cuz someone was going to toss it... So he brought it home. He's like a little kid finding stray pets. All the chairs in our basement were taken from the junk plie. They even have the little university serial number on them....
Late last week I heard from two of the places applied to for the summer. I got both! One of which was the 10 week internship in Woods Hole/Cape Cod at the Marine Biological Lab. *excited* When I called on Monday, I was told that *they pay* for housing in Cape Cod for the interns!!! IT'S FREE!!!!!!!!!! AND THEY PAY ME!!
Long story short.. I'm goin' to Cape Cod for the summer pretty much.
A bit of sobering news this weekend. We are most likely not going to Virginia Beach again this summer. The lawyers have finished their talks and my step-grandfather's family has finished the selling of their 4 *beachfront* houses to the state so a convention center can be built. To put it lightly... I am crushed. Last year we spent most of the time inside hiding from the hurricane and tropical storm-ness. It didn't feel like our old VB vacations until the last few days. I wanted my last year there to be special... I wanted it to be fun... I wanted a chance to take a road trip with people to VB one summer and have a blast... but no. I can't now.
But that's the least of my worries. In typical fashion.. no one tells me anything. This same grandfather is very, very sick right now. They found a tumor... in his lung...... *sigh* He's on chemo and radiation therapy and stuff. But he's old... I'm kinda scared....
This week has been painful. Everyone I know is sick and I think I'm catching it too... Pat was fever-ish today and Marianne and Tyler have been sick lately too. I've had a constant headache for a while now. Not fun. But it's not bad enough that I want to resort to meds...
I have issues... I repress things... it's not fun. I found this out last night. As angsty and bad as it sounds... I blame my parents. That is all.
I'm tired... but I have work to do... and here I am...
I drew something today for the first time in months. It's rather blah and uninspired. And mega-sketchy. But it's a start. I still want to write my manga. I need to finish my FMA mood theme and make a decent background...
So many dreams... so many ideas... and no time to work on them.
And Marianne's mouse has fleas or mites or something... grr... I'm outtie
Was home for easter. It was... interesting to say the least. I can't really say that it feels like home anymore. It's odd... Oh yes. We also randomly aquired an iMac while I was gone. I guess my dad found it cuz someone was going to toss it... So he brought it home. He's like a little kid finding stray pets. All the chairs in our basement were taken from the junk plie. They even have the little university serial number on them....
Late last week I heard from two of the places applied to for the summer. I got both! One of which was the 10 week internship in Woods Hole/Cape Cod at the Marine Biological Lab. *excited* When I called on Monday, I was told that *they pay* for housing in Cape Cod for the interns!!! IT'S FREE!!!!!!!!!! AND THEY PAY ME!!
Long story short.. I'm goin' to Cape Cod for the summer pretty much.
A bit of sobering news this weekend. We are most likely not going to Virginia Beach again this summer. The lawyers have finished their talks and my step-grandfather's family has finished the selling of their 4 *beachfront* houses to the state so a convention center can be built. To put it lightly... I am crushed. Last year we spent most of the time inside hiding from the hurricane and tropical storm-ness. It didn't feel like our old VB vacations until the last few days. I wanted my last year there to be special... I wanted it to be fun... I wanted a chance to take a road trip with people to VB one summer and have a blast... but no. I can't now.
But that's the least of my worries. In typical fashion.. no one tells me anything. This same grandfather is very, very sick right now. They found a tumor... in his lung...... *sigh* He's on chemo and radiation therapy and stuff. But he's old... I'm kinda scared....
This week has been painful. Everyone I know is sick and I think I'm catching it too... Pat was fever-ish today and Marianne and Tyler have been sick lately too. I've had a constant headache for a while now. Not fun. But it's not bad enough that I want to resort to meds...
I have issues... I repress things... it's not fun. I found this out last night. As angsty and bad as it sounds... I blame my parents. That is all.
I'm tired... but I have work to do... and here I am...
I drew something today for the first time in months. It's rather blah and uninspired. And mega-sketchy. But it's a start. I still want to write my manga. I need to finish my FMA mood theme and make a decent background...
So many dreams... so many ideas... and no time to work on them.
And Marianne's mouse has fleas or mites or something... grr... I'm outtie