somasenja

 I don't want to see

it when it comes out of me,

and similarly

 

I don't want to see

it when it comes out of you.

Please cover your pads.

 So its been a little while since I posted last.

 School is steadily underway and save for my current (receding headcold) life is great. Actually I cant remember the last time i truly got sick. I honestly forgot how much it sucks. Luckily my only real "I cant function because I'm sick" days were  the days that I have the fewest classes.

Supposedly I am supposed to sing for my performance class today- or be prepared to sing at least. I could sing- but I would be seriously afraid of hurting myself.  Either way, Ill do a gentle warm-up in the shower and see how everything feels. Luckily it no longer hurts to breath-- singing may be another matter entirely.  (especially since the only music I am prepared to sing that I have on hand is Tornami a vageggiar)

The random  explosive projectile sneezes are resisting my vitamins however. 

Ah well, you win some, you lose some.

 Lone Fructis shampoo
like it's loofa brethren
has been left behind.

Frugal as I am
I contemplate thievery,
but remain noble.

All things considered
its not too sanitary.
I leave it there.

Trumpeting neighbor
How I wish that you would
stop those harmonics.

I am trying to 
learn to learn some new Handel
it is very hard

to sing my song when
we are not in the same key.
Please be quieter.

Another haiku by Allison Nicholas

Miser that I am
new possessions discovered
are that much sweeter.

The expenses of
city life are costly for
my dwindling funds.

Found goods, how you make
College life much easier
Sweet Frugality.

Today was by far a much better day.

It seems the source of my sadness and doubt was not purely homesickness, but more so hormones. This is encouraging.


Today I took the History and Piano placement exams. I feel confident that I have tested out of at least one section of something. We shall see in a few days.


The rest of the day was fairly uneventful. I did manage to stop at the local market and buy some groceries for my first dorm cooking adventure. A friend came along and we split up the food and, using both our hot pots, we cooked dinner.*

Afterwars, the night does not hold much. I may go to the library or watch a movie, since many of my friends went to the "dinner and a movie" as listed in orientation. ( 70$ is a bit steep for me)



* again, photos to come later

So here's entry number two. Today Mom left to go home. Sad times. I have made new friends and the friends I have made seem to be good ones. Happy times.

Tonight is the first night i spend in the dorms alone. Its funny. When I was small, I had a sleep over with my friend Kelsey. As per standard kiddy sleep over in the early 90's, we exchanged "scary stories". Mine was probably lame, but I remember hers was from some book and it involved a heavy breathing man that stood in the window with a knife.

It seems lame now, but it was particularly scary when Kelsey fell asleep and started snoring. I was convinced the window-man from the story was in the room. I avoided sleepovers for years and I suppose in doing so, I hung onto that fear and magnified nothing into something.

Since then, I have always had a problem with sleeping in the same room as strangers. its stupid, I know. I guess now is the time for me to confront this problem.

In other news, tomorrow are the placement exams for history and piano. I feel under prepared, especially since back home, I was half way through a degree, and finished with both History and Keyboard core.

We'll see how this all goes.

As promised, I am blogging.


I've moved in to res, and first impressions?
Lots of asians, nice rooms, beautiful performance spaces, no stars at night.

Apologies for the delay, but Ive not gotten the internet until now really. I've moved into my room and things are going well in my 10X10 box. I'm settling in, but am not yet cozy. My roomate seems very nice. She's sweet and is in one of those relationships that make you go all squishy inside. :)

I am relieved to start seeing similar personalities to my friends at home. The same, but different. I have made a new friend, who every time he laughs,makes me think of Patty.

I am intimidated, but I feel like its a feeling that everyone is experiencing. It was a funny note that the dean made yesterday in one of our welcome speeches, that you never know who you are meeting. Where music is such a career that starts so young, its strange knowing that the people I am meeting may lead the musical world in 20 years time. " You don't know who You are sitting next to, so be nice" he said yesterday. I really think that is a motto to take everywhere.

I have not yet stayed to sleep in the dorm, as mom is still in town. ( c'mon-- fluffy king bed in time square beats the crap out of hard plastic twin bed on the edge of harlem) Tonight will be my first night in the dorms. I am apprehensive, but it will be ok .


Still no photos for my blog yet. I need to get new batteries, and I have to wait until Taddes gets here to use his card reader.

In the mean time, I will go get some breakfast and maybe blog again later.

And so nears the ever nearing realization that I will in fact have to grow up and go be an adult. In a few weeks to be precise.

I am excited to move away for school, and I know I am doing it all for the right reasons, but this is my first big move by myself, and I'd be lying if I said I wasn't just a little bit scared. Scared to leave my family. Scared to move to the big city. Scared by the knowledge that I have to go be an adult.

I'm not an adult.

Am I?

Should I be?

...Do I have to be ?


I know there really isn't anything per-se to be afraid of. I've done this whole "university" thing before and I already know I can hack it. Really I guess what I'm afraid of is those little moments of weakness that seem to come in the middle of the night right before sleep.

In any case, I know I'll get used to it. Right now, I am vacillating between excitement and terror. And I guess watching Dark Knight doesn't help my terror of big city life, does it...?


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In other news, I'm on a steampunk kick. And Look what I found in my desk drawer!
Clock Faces!

Its Father's day today.

We spent the day detailing the cars today. Dad would have liked that. I normally have so little interest in such things, but not today. I remember being little and sitting on an overturned bucket listening to him discuss the virtues of turtle wax, and the particulars of shammies. To this day, I can't fathom why the heck you need to wet the thing before you can dry with it.

In any case, I think he would have been proud.We spent a good 4 hours total. I'd say and I have never seen those cars shinier. My back hurts, but my heart is happy.

I am honestly staggered by the ineptitude of the financial aid office. Especially in how i can fax the same documents three times and they still manage to get lost. But of course I don't hear a word from them until three weeks later.

" We are still missing the following documents"

FEH.

Ok. Kids and Makeup. Whut?

Tweens with horrible racoon eyes, little kids and eyeshadow up to their brows, 6 year olds with...fake tans?

The other day I stumbled onto a documentary by the name of "Toddlers and Tiaras". Apparently there are over 100 beauty pageants aimed at little girls happening in the US every year. Standard affair for these pageants includes fake nails, and eyelashes, spray tans,fake teeth and bathing suits.... there's a bathing suit competition?! For 7 year olds?!







What the hell. These kids are going to grow up SO messed up.

I sang my first wedding today. It was a standard affair with Schubert's Ave Maria... Pachabel's canon ... the whole shebang! I am filled with girlish romantic thoughts.

Afterwards we went to a reception at the Rooms where I got to listen to drunk arrogant people boast about themselves. This is why I don't think I will ever go to "functions". Maybe its me being an arrogant self absorbed person too. But the idea of middle aged women insulting my hairstyle over stinky cheeses is not appealing to me.

And I wasn't drunk.



The food was ok though. And free!

So is anyone else put off by that Evony "Save the Queen" ad that's been popping up everywhere? I don't know why i find it so irritating. Maybe its the gravity defying giganta-boobs, or the sun-damaged bubblegum skin. Still the face gives me the willies.

That and the ad practically screams "NAKED CGI LADIES!

Maybe I've given this too much though, but I always get a little irritated when I see this ad.





In other news, I am still jobless. Still working on it.

So I am now officially a new student at MSM. The last few days have been spent getting paperwork in order. I need to send in my Residence application... which poses the question of how I plan on cramming all my crap into the teensy tiny rooms there. I may take a trip to the Container store e once there for inspiration ( but no buying... its so expensive there...!)



Left to do is finish some faxing, and find the money to pay tuition. I've been scouring the intertubes for scholarships, but I've had very little luck. I will have to try foundations next. In the mean time, I've started work on illustrating my children's stories. With any luck, I might be able to get it into a local publishing company and make a little pocket money with bool sales? I may be getting ahead of myself, but at least it feels like I might be doing something productive.



I may up the colors a little bit. They look funny on this moniter.


In other news, I am still looking for a replacement job for June. At this rate, by the time I find anything ( If I do at all), I will be working for a good week before its July, and I have to do my festivals.

Well, back to paperwork!

Three weeks ago, I applied to work at a local coffee shop. The next day, I had an interview with the owner tat went great! Receiving such compliments as " you seem very personable and we think you'd be great for our shop", I was pleased with myself accepted graciously. I explained to the owner that I would be out of town for two weeks doing auditions. He said that was fine, and asked for me to call when I came home to work out scheduling. Pleased with myself, I sauntered on home, and got ready for my trip.

So now I'm home, and apparently I'm unemployed. I have been for approximately three weeks. When I called in today to say I was back in town and had sorted out. I had left a message earlier in the week but got no reply, so I thought I'd call back. Upon calling, apparently my position had been given away three days after my interview. No wonder no one was returning my calls. FML

Had a nice day in the park with Teri and Simon. The weather was divine today-- we should have picnicked today. Mom is back in town as of today. This means Vay-Kay over and back to work. Ah well. I was becoming a bit of a lazy-ass.

Time to get my ass in gear and learn the music I need for July. And speaking of learning music, the Bride of the wedding I'm singing in 2 weeks from now has not made decisions on music. I hope she doesn't try to pick it the day before. That would be a pain.

Not not, really, but its the only song about New Jersey thats even vaguely applicable.

So the last couple days we've been in New Jersey visiting a friend, and her rambunctious four grandsons. It was nice to get to run around with them at the park. They're a great age now; we've been able to carry on long conversations about all sorts of things; space, insects, geography, you name it.

Still, I'm looking forward to getting back to the city; where I don't have to put EVERYTHING away in fear of sticky fingers.

We're headed out this morning back to NYC, and then I fly out back to SJ tomorrow morning at 4 am! Then its back to go figure out a work schedule.

Pictures soon.

Ok. First things first. I got in. I received an email yesterday while I was out sometime in the afternoon. We went to see Wicked the following night. All in all, it was a fantastic day.

Today I had a chance to sleep in which was glorious. Afterwards, we retuned to China town, where we saw miniature Red Ear Sliders on sale in a teeny little cage. It was both adorable and tragic, as I doubt they will survive much long after the ammonia levels rise too far.

We also hit H&M on the way back. Bought some new clothes. Are curves back in yet or what? I'm getting tired of waiting.