Hello there, this is Katana, also known as Kat in some circles. I'm your friendly neighborhood twenty-two-year-old illustrator/writer whose sarcasm is second to none and harboring the ability to verbalize the parentheses in stories. I drink coffee and draw like an addict and am liable to get you into things that I like. Currently the wielder of a BFA in Illustration and a minor in English.
Questions? Comments? Death threats? Feel free to PM or message me in some iteration. I'm always around, you just don't know it.
"Some of the great artists of our time started off by doodling in class. ...Maybe. Oh heck I dunno."
- Miss Anonymous
So I don't have to work this weekend, which means I finally get to stay in the dorms for the weekend. I'm looking forward to just being here and having time to actually get things done. The two capstone projects I need to do for my art classes are going to be tackled, with hopefully the one for Art 102 getting finished.
In other news, the votes have been tallied and we voted fairly predictably, so the December Movie Sign Rewind schedule has been decided and posted. Prince of Space seems to be the one that many of our group haven't seen, since it was the first one we officially watched. I second the reasoning Shin gave, which was that it really deserves to have a bigger audience than what it got.
Walking to Stats class today, I suddenly had a tic in my brain and pulled out my cellphone, flipping through the calendar to check something.
It seems that Kastom and I have been in a relationship for six months now. Huh
It doesn't mean a whole lot to me for the mere fact that I'm not one of those creepy people who go "We've been dating for three months, twelve days, seventeen hours and three minute" because THAT'S creepy as hell. But what's hard is that it feels that the six months is really only equal to maybe two weeks in means of how much we've physically seen each other. It's...hard.
And I don't mean it's hard to, per say, be "faithful", because there are no boys that have interested me. It's hard to be apart and to not see each other whenever we want to, or just to simply hang out on a weekend. I'm not going to have my passport in time for winter break, so there goes any shred of hope for that.
But we knew, going into this, that it was going to be hard. And I've accepted that. In a way, it's been rather beneficial because I don't have to worry about how much time I'm spending with him versus, say, doing my homework or job. I can focus on what is important to me, which is getting my education.
What I love...is having a whole group of people backing us up. It's so funny to know that we're being watched and observed by so many, and that others are rooting for us. I can't believe it.
For almost eighteen years, I was used to unrequited feelings. And then, suddenly, I have requited ones. I still don't understand it, but I'm getting better at overcoming that really simple hurdle: "They like you back."
Which they actually aren't and I get rather frustrated when I go longer than a few days without updating. Boo.
So we're nearing the end of the semester, which means...uh, things. Yeah. I've got two capstone projects to do for my art classes and ideas for both of them, so we're looking to be in the clear. English is a breeze, Music is what it is, and Stats is, well, Stats. Had an exam there on Friday and totally bombed it.
The art building has been busy, which is an experience. Wednesday we had an open house, though we (the peer advisers) were just sheep herders as opposed to tour guides, which was very boring and very frustrating. I'm also tired of feeling stupid about things, which is something I really can't avoid because it's just how it is at this point. Friday was a small orientation for transfer students coming in the spring, and that itself was rather odd. The difference between the open house and orientation is that, with one group, I'm older than the students. In the other, I'm younger, and it just feels strange.
On Wednesday, I got new Piers. New Piers as in new laptop. "BUT KAT WHY DID YOU GET A NEW LAPTOP." Several reasons:
1.) I was on the third power cord within 1.3 years of ownership. And this power cord was about dead.
2.) The keyboard was falling apart. I was missing a Y key and let's just go from there.
3.) Various plastic components had fallen off or were coming undone.
4.) The left-click key on the mouse pad was broken.
5.) The plastic frame around the screen had cracked in two spots. I superglued it to fix it, but really, that's just ridiculous.
I'll be honest, I did abuse old Piers probably way more than what the manufacturer intended. He also had to come to school every other day for about a semester, and I didn't have any real laptop bag/casing. >>;
New Piers rocks my socks off, though I do have to adjust to the keyboard and the mousepad. It'll take me about two weeks.
On the friend front, I've been invited to a Japanese festival that is apparently held somewhere in the area in August by my friend Terumi. We were talking about stuff the other night, and I asked if she had a yukata or not. And she does. And then I asked if I should get one or if I would look really weird. She said it would be fun if I got one, so then I began looking up yukatas online. XD; I'd like a blue one...
Then I shared the reason why I respond to the word cat. And she poked fun at me for having the name "Katana" before it devolved into a war of English versus Japanese pronunciation.
Yesterday my mom and I went out to do some shopping, and I hit up Barnes & Noble because I had a 25% off coupon in my hands. And what did I do with that? Buy another MST3K boxset, of course. Volume 1, since that was all they had that I didn't have.
For the bizarrely curious, this is what eleven boxsets looks like >__>:
Since my Converse are crumbling, we headed over to DSW, which was just overloaded with boots and the colors brown and black. On the way in, my mom goes on about how she's lucked out with her kids so far when it comes to in-laws. Granted, only my oldest brother is married, but she really liked my other brother's girlfriend. Then she goes on about how much she loved Tom and says "I wouldn't mind if you got married while still in college. He could come down and work at Femilab."
Me: "MOOOOOOM. D8"
And that's that. I'm back in my dorm right now, chilling out before Movie Sign. I think I'll order some Chinese food (again) before long...
