Ugh, homecoming week...Yeah, I was never really one for it. Except this year is rather fun, because there's a whole lot of sabotage that was carried over from angst that popped up last year. Let's just say juniors are going down.
Shin gave me a suggestion for what to doodle on my car, so I complied. Sorta. Sorry, it's not *quite* what you told me to do, but I couldn't quite pulit off. You'll see in my writing how my sarcasm and non-enthusiasm for homecoming carried through to my car windows. So yeah:
- A bit of GAR for the car
- The back window, before the side-additions
- I feel the same way
- And I still don't know the answer to the question
- The back window, after the additions
- True feelings, go!
Going to go TP the school in about an hour. I'll probably miss Gurren Lagann...I'll catch those on YouTube...but man...I'm a senior, what the hell. When did this happen? I don't think it's kicked in, though is one of about four reminders I'll get before graduation that yeah, I am the age that I am.
PACKERS WOOOH GO PACKERS!
That word seems to sum up a few things for me...
Got my haircut today. Ahh, I'm so glad to have it nice and short again. I practiced some poses for Halloween [though I'm probably just going to throw burned DVDs at people...if I can...] Folks at work seem to like it too. I was called cute a lot. .//.;;
Ugh, work...I worked last night and tonight, pulling in $39 in tips yesterday. It was busy again tonight, though I dunno what I got...I do know that our hostess [also a waitress] got bitched at by some drunk lady because of how long she and her party of six had to wait. I'm always annoyed when people complain about the wait, especially when they know how long they would have to do so. Me and the other bus girl, Maggie, were cleaning the table that was going to be set for the six. We heard the bitch-out, as did the other customers...When she was out-of-range, me and two of the tables were like "wtf was that about".
Then they sat and we learned she was drunk. Luckily, I got to punch out right after that.
Also, the owners have decided to cut corners by getting rid of the salad bar kid. Let's see how long this lasts.
Going back to haircut...well, after it, actually...Mom and I went to Kohls to see what was in for the season [I guess]. Anyways, while looking at jeans, I decided to take a leap of faith in the size. For the past few months, I've been losing weight [started out as undiagnosed stomach flu, which I had during band camp, surprise, then I just kinda kept up the habits of not eating a lot, adjusting them to being healthy, of course]. I snatched two pairs with me, and when I went to the fitting room, I discovered that indeed, I could fit into an 8.
Ever since I've been wearing adult clothes, I've never been a single digit. I was indeed a happy Kat.
Oh yeah, and I've also been accepted to Northern Illinois University.
I just broke down and cried.
And you know what? I need a boyfriend. Lately, I've been smelling - yes - a certain boy's scent on me (most likely due to the fact that he leans on me during animal science, since we share a table).
I just wish I had the courage.
But I'm afraid of being crushed.
Yesterday was a trip to Northern Illinois University due to a special invite for honors kids. Throughout much of the event, I was...drawing. I know, I have no shame. I mean, nobody saw me, since I had it on my lap and under the table cloth rather than blatantly out in the open...
There was an intro speaker, who talked about things I already knew. Then the department heads did their thing, and as it turns out, the lady from the visual arts college was last. And dear God, the engineer guy was terrible. On and on and on and on and on...even my dad, the engineer, kept mumbling "Wrap it up buddy, wrap it up..."
After that, there was about an hour-long break, so Dad and I walked around and went to the Village Commons Bookstore, which sells everything and has one of the most amazing art sections I've ever seen ever. I bought a pencil to replace the one Brian lost [jerk >_>] and a silver Sharpie [they're very handy]. After lunch, there was more talking, so I drew some more. This time, my dad realized what I was doing, turned around, and asked "Um, are you even paying attention?" Yes Dad, I am. I just need to do something or I'll go insane.
Then there was a tour of the dorm hall for honors students, and I liked it a lot. Their cafeteria-lounge space was this giant room, and on one of the walls were these massive collages of stuff from France, Germany, and Japan. I saw a large Totoro and Doreamon on that, which made me giggle. And it was air-conditioned, so I imagine I would lurk there a lot like how I lurk in the basement when it gets hot.
Today, I went out and bought myself a pair of [navy] bluuuuuue Converse. I now reside in the company of the Doctor, TV's Frank, and Mike.
Though when I put them on, I went "WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN ALL MY LIFE?!" Serious love for the All Stars. Very comfortable and, since my jeans tend to end prematurely [I'm that awkward height between a petite and a regular], the high-tops help fill in the gap.
Also, ALPACAS! [Explanation: I saw alpacas today with my mom. They are oh-so-adorable.]
Deep breath...and exhale...
I have found that I really like going to school because, if nothing else, it means that I'm busy for six and a half hours and I have nothing else I can do. When I get home, there's usually something...band, events, work, football...Frankly, I'm a wee bit worried that I've overstretched myself. So far, however, I'm doing fine.
Monday, I became writers' club president. Wooh! I have a fondness for this club and it holds a special place for my heart 'cause it's the only one I've done all four years of high school (band doesn't count). There was also a meeting with my coworkers at the bartender's house. It was a fantastic time of bitching, pizza, and evil plans. Has to do with the owner not doing his job and instead sending his wife, who can't manage and cuts people too early and drives us all crazy and is hated by the customers. We then agreed that if it comes down to it, we'd all quit as one force rather than one or two people. It was an interesting discussion.
Tuesday was a long day, as I went to school, come home for ten minutes, went to the dentist, came home to grab my drumline bag, and zoom off to band rehearsal. It went surprisingly well and we actually got out early (and real-early, like an hour, not fake-early, like eight minutes).
Yesterday was nothing. I enjoyed it.
I bought two MST boxsets last Friday - 11 and 12 - and they shipped on Monday. Soso excited. After these two, I'm waiting for Ouran and MST 20th Anniversary. When I look back, I'm equaling about three things per month. I, however, am freakin' neurotic about my bank account and keeping things even - not spending more than I earn, etc. etc. No worries.
Oh, right - another journey on my way to going to college was made last night. I applied for NIU, now I just have to bug my counselor to send them the transcripts and stuff. Best explained in an IM I had with TimeChaser:
Katana: I applied for college today -3-
Katana: Very odd ordeal
Katana: Like
Katana: "Holy God I really am a senior"
timechaser: Yeah, you mentioned that
timechaser: Hehe
timechaser: It does begin to sink in, doesn't it XP
Katana: Um, it sunk in for a few minutes and then I got distracted
timechaser: XD
timechaser: OMG, Senior!.... OMG, Mike!
Katana: Ummmmmmmyeah
timechaser: X3
Also, I've got a plan for Christmas gifts for a handful of the people I like on here. *shot* For those who can receive things in the mail (if not, I've still got plans), I am (hoping) to make scarves because scarves are sexy.
Kat, let's finish September first...
