| Lavender, aka "Erin": Semi-neurotic specimen trawling through the burdens of higher education who happens to draw and take pictures a lot. |
*gigglespazz* I's all excited cause I get to use a journal skin. It's coffee-licious. You like?
Anyway, as I type I'm drifting back and forth between DA and enrolling for classes for next semester. It's gonna be INSAAANNENENNENE.
Still, I'm really excited. I'm going for a double major still, but now it's in English and art (illustration in particular). However, most annoyingly, I have to email some professors and beg them to let me in their classes, since I am not able to officially get into the art program until spring. v.v
I may lose my mind doing this, but I had a small encounter which bolstered my resolve some. Last night at my high school's musical (they did "Grease," incidentally, and did a fantastic job), I bumped into the mom of one of my schoolmates who I've basically known since forever. We chatted, and I told her that I was double-majoring, art and English. And she was like "A girl after my own heart! That's what I should have done." And this coming from a woman who is very intelligent and whom I highly respect, that was encouraging, to say the least.
I've been watching Fullmetal Alchemist again, because a) I miss that show and it's my favorite anime/manga EVER and b) I just realized that FMA: Brotherhood existed and I should probably finish watching the first anime before I watched the second. >.>
I'm using ratemyprofessors.com while I'm enrolling, which I've never done before. Is it bad that I'm trying to coordinate my schedule so I can take a class from the teacher with the best hotness rating? >.> He has four chili peppers out of six ratings. I'd say that's a pretty legitimate consensus. Just saying.
Toodles,
Erin




























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Qui-Gon: What does the computer say about Anakin's midi-chlorian count?
Obi-Wan: It's over twenty thousand!
Qui-Gon: WHAT TWENTY THOUSAND
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-Leaf [just ignore this part here >.>]
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Stop reading this.
*is flattered that the Leafyness has chosen to stalk meh* >.>
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I had the strange feeling you were somewhere wearing a coconut shell bra...not sure why. Clare, to me
[[>.> is taking notes in her stalkering boook about you!]]
-Leaf
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Stop reading this.
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"Come...dry your eyes, for you are life, rarer than a quark and unpredictable beyond the dreams of Heisenberg; the clay in which the forces that shape all things leave their fingerprints most clearly."-Dr. Manhattan
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I had the strange feeling you were somewhere wearing a coconut shell bra...not sure why. Clare, to me
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"Come...dry your eyes, for you are life, rarer than a quark and unpredictable beyond the dreams of Heisenberg; the clay in which the forces that shape all things leave their fingerprints most clearly."-Dr. Manhattan
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I had the strange feeling you were somewhere wearing a coconut shell bra...not sure why. Clare, to me
(sorry to put it at reply i can't comment on comment box)
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i'm not afraid to die. but i'm afraid to dry./
"Je ne suis pas daccord avec ce que vous dites, mais je me
battrai jusqu? la mort pour que vous ayez le droit de le dire"
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I had the strange feeling you were somewhere wearing a coconut shell bra...not sure why. Clare, to me
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