Because I do so love that phrase. It really has nothing to do with the entry, though.
Ah, it has indeed been a while since last I posted. Let’s see, let’s see.
Everything has pretty much been awesome. That sums it up pretty well, I think.
Classes, with a few exceptions, have been pretty delightful. 3D is destroying my brain with frustration (I shan’t go into the whole fiasco, as I am done being angry about it, but it is a tale of woe and teachers changing assignments THROUGHOUT the period given to work on them), and Soc. is really kicking my butt, but those things aside, I can’t complain too much (I actually can’t complain at all, I gave it up for Lent…look how well THAT’S going, haha…). I am especially enjoying Drawing, surprisingly enough, where I feel I am doing much better than last semester. Considering that I am actually trying this time, this is not a surprising development.
Socially, I also have no complaints. Relations with David have been reset to the kind of friendliness we had near the start of first semester, which is awesome. Finley is a delight as always. In fact, I need to talk about him extensively here, as he refuses to read these posts unless he is heavily discussed. He is, as always, quite awesome. His hair is long and flowing, reminiscent of one of those ridiculous men on the cover of romance novels (but in a good way), and his guitar skillz are unmatched, truly. He is also a button. But for serious, he is just as fantastic as usual. We are enjoying Religions of the World extensively–oh Robinson, your strange little off-topic discussions are so much fun for everyone.
I got to see Grace last week, which was wonderful. Good Lord, do I miss that girl, I am dearly hoping she’ll be around this summer so that we may annoy everyone with our squealing, girly, geekiness. We did not have a ton of time to hang out (nothing like the multi-day sessions of nerdiness from days of olde–playing Yu-Gi-Oh!, watching the Nightmare Before Christmas…throwing knives in my backyard to be like Will Turner…), but we rock-rocked-awn on, watching videos and eating pizza and all that jazz, plus we had the most delightful adventures on Friday. More on that later, when I talk about Spring Break.
Will is also great. Just in general, he is great, haha. This will sound awfully sappy, but we had our first weekend apart since meeting (“aw, boo hoo, Gilly”, I hear you say–well you can just can it, reader), which was very strange, I must say. He did get to visit on Saturday, though, and see the new house (again, more on that part later), and I know I will be seeing him the next TWO weekends, when he visits here this coming one and I drag him to Davenport with me to see Assumption’s musical the following one. In any case, things are just super on this front, and as usual in the last few posts, I simply couldn’t be happier.
(Wow, I didn’t notice before now. My best friend is named Grace, and my boyfriend is named Will. Will and Grace…)
NOW. Spring Break.
Spring Break was last week and BOY, are my arms tired. …Wait, no. Boy, was it bizarre. Haha. See, my parents decided to buy a new house, so they spent the last two months packing for the move. I arrived home just in time to finish packing MY stuff and move on Friday, just two days before going back to UNI. The week leading up to the big shindig was strange and semi-chaotic. Almost everything in the house was in boxes, so we really had no kitchen, living room, dining room, computer room, or basement. We consumed lots of sammiches and fast food, and my parents took off work to finish the last few boxing duties. I, on the other hand, got to fill out summer job applications, pack the stuff under my bed, and generally seclude myself in my room, where my cats were trapped for later capturing convenience. The only real inconvenience, though, was the losing of internet Thursday night. It’s not like it was that big of a deal–or shouldn’t have been–but for one who stays up so late talking on AIM, it was a ridiculous, minor crisis. Thank God for texting and Facebook messaging.
Wednesday I went to catch up with my piano teacher, then I scuttled over to Assumption to watch a rehearsal for West Side Story. It is looking promising–though I am hoping the band gets a little more refined by the time the performance rolls around. I was thoroughly impressed with accents–not only are none of them from New York, but none of them are Puerto Rican, and with such good accents, I was nearly convinced of both. However, as great as Brady and Jessica are at singing, and as great as an actress as Jess is turning out to be (sorry Brady, you are good, but you are still Jesus, I’m afraid), Seth and Kathleen are so going to steal the show as Anita and Bernardo. Their chemistry is amazing, and they are both hilarious and wonderfully talented. This is not bias, I promise.
Friday was the move. Grace came to help, as did both of my aunts and a slew of movers. Grace, Aunt Sue and I were in charge of cat wrangling, which means that after Mom and I managed to somehow trap the cats unhappily in the bathroom in the old house, the three of us had to later return and take the miserable felines OUT of the tiny room and cram them into even tinier cages. They were not happy, and that is a vast understatement. At least the caged part shook them up so much that when we put them in the NEW house’s bathroom, they were too shocked to try and escape while we exited the room and shut the door. After that, Grace and I ran back and forth between the houses, grabbing forgotten items and cleaning up for the new owners. And then we arranged my room that night, making it look as decent as possible without any accessories, belongings, or a bed (since I got a new daybed for the room and it wasn’t going to arrive until Saturday).
Saturday, Will visited, which means he, too, got shanghaied into lifting heavy things and putting items on very tall shelves (as all the women putting them away were quite short, especially in comparison). However, there was much gaming to be had (I do love me some Phantasy Star Universe: Ambitions of the Illuminus–character creation for YES), as well as Food Network watching and lounging on my awesome new bed (much to the worry of my mother, I must say). Plus sandwiches. I have a new love of wheat bread, mounds of cheddar and swiss, and roast beef.
I got back to school on Sunday (and it was so nice to have internet again), and finished off the break with a nice, relaxing evening. It was a good week, I must say. I’m looking forward to getting back home and painting my drab, white room, though.
Oh, I am starting various comic projects. I think Grace is writing a short script for me to work on, plus I am doing a comic strip-type webcomic with Will about Phantasy Star II, and I am going to FINALLY start Cursed as a weekly webcomic. Hopefully. I’ve been doing a lot of concept work, figuring out exactly how I’m going to draw the characters, which has been very fun. Everyone finally looks unique, I do believe.
I think that is all for now. More later, plus probably a review of Uncharted, as I realize I never said anything about that wonderful, wonderful game.
