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[Dec. 5th, 2009*01:17 am] |
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| | tired | ] | It would be great if I could go to bed earlier and possibly wake up quite a bit earlier so I could get more productive things done throughout the days. But somehow, I always manage to stay up at 1 or 2 and wake up somewhere at around either 8AM or noon.
Today's my half birthday. I am now nineteen. And a half. *throws confetti in the air*
Did I mention that milk tastes so much sweeter and creamier when you haven't had it in a while? Well, it does. I just had a cup of it myself after playing Harvest Moon: Another Wonderful Life and I gave some milk to Muffy. It made me want to get some milk of my own. So I walked downstairs and poured myself a glass and it was the most heavenly taste I've experienced in my life. More heavenly than green/jasmine tea.
I only have one week until my first quarter ends. Hurry up, Winter Break! >:[ |
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[Nov. 1st, 2009*02:27 pm] |
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| | creeped out | ] | I swear, every day this past week, I've been getting friend requests from guys I don't know, or messages from guys asking me how I am, telling me I'm cute and asking me how old I am.
Two days ago, some random guy on Myspace messaged me with this gem: "Hello there Ms. Fire how are you doing? If thats okay too ask of course." (WTF to the last sentence, by the way. No, it is NOT okay to ask me that, how DARE you?!)
And today, someone added me and sent me a message on Facebook saying, "hey whats up? so were do you live". (...Really?)
These are only two examples of what has been going on this week. |
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[Oct. 20th, 2009*12:26 pm] |
After getting an account on Etsy.com (I'm KeiraMag, BTW!), I'm looking at some of these things that people are selling to get a good idea on what to price some of my stuff (mainly photography and drawings) and... honestly? Maybe I'm being pretentious, but some of these things I think are priced WAY too high. I saw a drawing on there by this seller's son, and she priced it at $10. Really? Ten dollars for a drawing that was supposedly done with Crayola colored pencils on printer paper... by HER SON? I could probably buy the 8-pack of pencils AND a stack of printer paper for about the same price. And some of these photos are super pricey too... $250 for a picture of a flower? Yeah, no thanks.
God, I sound like an art snob already. Someone shoot me.
Anyway, I'm too afraid to sell my art for more than what people might think it's worth ("She's selling that shitty drawing for $20? I'd buy it for a buck-fifty!"), but I also don't want it to be too low. Either way, I think that if I put the price too high, it's almost like I'm boosting my own ego, like I think my art is so good that it should be sold for a higher price... but I don't want to make it so low that people get the idea that I think my art sucks and shouldn't even be there on the first place. I dunno, I guess I'll get this all figured out one way or another. |
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[Oct. 15th, 2009*10:57 am] |
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| | less talk more rokk - freezepop | ] | I should probably update this thing more often, huh?
I have a trigonometry final today. Fuuuuuuck. Someone please remind me as to why I took this class in the first place. It's difficult and God knows math sure isn't my forte. So far, this class is fucking me in the ass, and I'm really afraid that I'm going to fail it and I'll have to take it over again or something.
I just ate a whole bar of chocolate right now.
I don't know. |
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[Sep. 3rd, 2009*01:45 pm] |
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| | uhh. | ] | On the way to my violin lesson today, my grandfather asked me for $5,000 from my bank account because someone is interested in buying our house and he needed it or something.
Jesus H. Christ, Grandpa, do I look like I'm made out of money? He's all, "You have like, $8,000 in there, right?" Oh yeah, sure, lemme just write you a check; I don't need the rest of my money to pay for books and classes and tests and all of that. Yeah, no fuckin' problem.
>:[
I get that it's probably an urgency, but... GOD. I'm not the right person to be asking for that kind of stuff. Ask someone else. |
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