Arisia 2007

It's been a couple of days since the last day of Arisia and given me some time to process the experience. I'm still on a bit of a high, especially with the new semester starting up again, or the drive home, or that bit of a chill in the air that makes your cheeks pink (even if it also makes my teeth chattery and fingers prickly)

Also, the first day of school was today! I talked with my favorite professor yesterday (after I helped him set up a network drive and pull the mp3s off of his iPod) and he agreed that I could take his class, but not actually register for it or have to do the papers -- I can also help him with all of the digital stuff.

Anyway, back to Arisia. ( Friday )

( Saturday )

( Sunday )

And amazingly, that was the whole weekend. I wish it'd been longer, but certain parts of it were, admittedly, perfect. There's always next year! I'm sure I forgot things too, but then again, I can always turn the wheel to the left and turn around.

SICK

... And fucking ballsy

So sometimes you have a mini-romance with someone, and it doesn't work out. It happens. But if it's not messy, and you're all friends with each other, and you still spend time together and have fun, there's no reason to make it ugly.

I guess I just need to unload this, and it shouldn't bother to stress over it considering how wonderfully things in life are going right now. But I'll just mention it for posterity.

A friend has been purposefully excluding me from group events, despite the time we've spent together recently being fun. Which feels crappy, but I can live with it. It's okay. Not everyone needs to enjoy spending time with me. Promise.

I recently discovered, however, that he'd e-stalked a friend I'd introduced him to last time we were out. A girl. One of my best friends. Not only does it take extra effort to e-stalk someone, but does it have to be someone I know? Behind my back? Ignoring me but macking on my friends?

I guess more than the anger, there's the hurt. Or the frustration. Or the feeling of disrespect.



...And the hurt.


Sometimes, people just suck.

And Then She Felt Better

Sometimes, just a little friend-boost is all you need.

I was feeling down, and confused, but some people swooped in, made me giggle, distracted me with old photos, and I felt better.

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Tonight was also wonderfully fun, and rosefox and I joined up with a small choral group. My sight-singing was absolutely rusty, but the director stuck me in as the only 1st soprano and, despite being rusty, I managed to hit even those super-high notes.

I'm hitting the end of Raw Food Day 17, and suffered some pretty horrible cravings after realizing my favorite restaurant was closed post-rehearsal. I used delivery.com and got some garden salads from Famous Famiglia, They sent me one salad with croutons, and despite wanting them so badly (in addition to just thinking about the greasiest, most fried Chicken Parm), I didn't eat them.

OR the cookies at the rehearsal.

So, I'm doing okay. The mockery is tedious sometimes, but I suppose I'll get used to it.

I should definitely be aware of my calorie intake, though. Rachel suggested using Fitday, which I might do. I mean, I ate a bag of baby carrots today, a kiwi, a banana, a spirulina bar and 2 garden salads. And that was it!

No wonder I'm tired. Goodnight.