Hey, Everyone!

Thought I'd tell you about my mess of assignments...well, I guess it isn't that many, but when I even think about working them all out, it feels like a lot.  You see, just before the end of Reading Week, Nicole told me that I have a proposal to do for Reading Drama.  What I didn't realise was that it was actually just the outline for it.  So there I was panicking like a mad child about having to write six pages for Monday...little did I realise that I read the wrong part of the syllabus. 

I ONLY needed the outline, not the actual proposal which is due later on.  Crisis diverted...only sort of.  I also have the rough draft of an essay due this Friday, the actual essay to write, a research paper to start for Archaeology, AND the final proposal for Drama.....fun.

If I actually do plan things to work out, all should be fine.  But, having my brain, I would be thinking about anime at such a bad time...I just spent my break this afternoon watching the first three and a half episodes of Blue Exorcist.  Smart me...I think this is just a result of stress and the recent bout of depression passing...I guess you can't really call it depression, but it is just feeling really, really, REALLY down...it's getting better now.  I think what I really needed was just some companionship...even though I wanted to be alone. 

I noticed that when my roommate got back that I was feeling a bit better.  It started as that little bit of fake smiles and all that, but then Nicole came by.  Thank God that she did too.  That made me feel a LOT better. =]

If you're reading this, Nicole, thanks so much! =]

It's tough to do when you're really down, but seriously, being with your friends, even when you want to be just completely alone to mope helps SOOO much.

Anyway, more on that another time.  Class is starting soon.

Hasta la bye bye,

Dusk

Hey Guys,

Sorry I haven't been posting much.  Been spending the week with my boyfriend.  I haven't seen him since Christmas Eve when I had to see him off to Vancouver.  We were only together for 3 days then.  This time we had a whole week.

You'd think we'd get used to this whole being apart thing after a while now.  But, honestly, I don't think there is any getting used to this...it just hurts every time we need to separate.  Sure it's only for a while, it's not like we'll be apart forever, but it still hurts.  There just is no getting used to this.

I swear Dad is getting irritated at me breaking down emotionally just about every time we need to see him off, but I can't help it.  The longest he's been away from Mom is just a week for her business trips.  It's not like it happens all that often either.  Boyfriend and I are separated for at least a month at a time.  With, if we're lucky, only a week to be together.  Sure, there's summer and all, but we're both looking for jobs, and it doesn't necessarily mean that we'll be working together.  Besides, how long are we going to have to wait until the next summer, right?

Like, sheesh, way to be insensitive.  Thanks. 

I'm really sorry if you guys were looking forward to some happy, cheery post, but I really needed to get that off my chest.

If you're reading this, I miss you so much.

Dusk

Hey, guys.

I was just thinking and I came across this one thought that I thought you should know about.  You should never take yourself too seriously.  You've all heard about boring party poopers to be a "stick in the mud," yes?  Well, it's true, don't take everything so seriously.  I mean, if you take a perfectly awesome thing and make it all sad, dull, and boring to the point that it may as well just be some gray thing.  Not even an interesting gray thing, but a ridiculously boring gray thing, then you've got to be more than a stick in the mud.  Not "more than" as in, you're better than that, instead, it's something more like, you'd be more of a boring stick in the mud than just any old stick in the mud.

You wouldn't be an interesting stick with cool contours, nicks, and a cool breaking point from where you've separated from the tree.  Nope.  You'd be a very, very boring, straight standing, smooth stick.  There is nothing interesting about you.  The most you'd probably be good for is to act as a tool that, I think it was monkeys, if not chimps, or both, use to lift bits of tree bark or whatever to get at the bugs underneath.  That is, if you had a pointed or flat-ish tip.  If you're so boring that you can't even do that, wellllll then, you should probably learn to be more interesting, or there is no hope because your boringness is so darned boring that you'd never get out of your boring cyclone. 

Yes, boring cyclone.  Everywhere you go, instead of causing chaos and destruction, you will cause boringness to spread.  People would be like zombies...no, like robots.  Not those scary robots that would take over the world, either.  Just robots that do what they're told.  No artificial intelligence.  Just machines where you input information, and information comes out.  That is it.

I guess what I'm trying to say is, live life, guys.  Don't be all boring.  Make something of yourself and have some fun.  Cut loose.  Be you, do something different.  Colour your hair.  Do something crazy.  Make life something you want to remember, not something that is just droning on and on like a lecture on dead bacteria...do they do lectures on dead bacteria?  I don't know.  But if you like that stuff, then awesome!  Go enjoy that lecture on dead bacteria!

Make life what you want it to be.

Be what you are, don't care what other people say, and stay true.

And most of all, remember what Ms. Frizzle taught us as kids: "Take chances, make mistakes, and get messy!"

Peace out!

Dusk

Hey, Everyone!

If you haven't seen on my previous post, I went to go see The Woman in Black recently.  I haven't been able to sleep well since then.  I don't know if this is a good or bad thing.  Good in the sense that the movie definitely did what it was meant to, but bad since I'm not sleeping well.

Also, in case you haven't heard, Boyfriend is coming back soon. He had to watch The Shining for his Philosophy and Film class.  He managed to wake up late and miss it so he's going to get that.  I told him not to watch it yet because I want to watch it with him. 

Being the good boyfriend that he is, he questioned about how good of an idea that really is since I'm already spooked and he had to try and comfort me so many times last year during my Mystery and Horror Literature class.  He's only had to comfort me once this year...being for this week starting Wednesday night when I watched the movie.  I told him that it shouldn't be as bad this time around since I watched The Shining for my Mystery and Horror class and besides, this time I have him holding me, so it can't possibly be as bad, right?

We'll see.  If it traumatises me more, he, and you guys will definitely be the first to know.  I must be the least rational girlfriend he could have.  I still sort of question why he picked such a self deprecating, seriously negative, dark, and irrational girlfriend even after having reached our anniversary.  I must say though, since we've started going out, I've been feeling a lot better than I usually have.  I still have my strange bouts of being down, but a normal person isn't happy all the time, right? 

Well, when he feels he has an answer, I'm sure he'll tell me.  He's such an amazing guy though, I love him so much and I'm so thankful that he's held tight to this relationship for so long already (has never been in a relationship prior, so a year actually seems kind of long considering the two of us never expected our first relationships to last so long).  I don't know what I'd do without him.  Time would definitely seem to pass slower considering the fact that I look at assignments and exams to be milestones that I must get past so that I can get closer to being able to see him again.

Anyway, I guess that's enough for tonight.

If you read this, Boyfriend, I love you. =] <3

From the computer of your crazy little blogger,

Dusk

I've recently been out to see The Woman In Black with Nicole, you guys all know Nicole by now. =P

Well, the movie had a very nice story going.  It was very sweet, but extremely spooky at the same time.

At this time, Nicole would probably freak out at me and say something along the lines of, "HOW WOULD YOU KNOW?! YOU SPENT HALF OF THE MOVIE BEHIND A MAGAZINE!"

It's true...I did.  That was how scary it was...and as any good horror movie/book, I'm not going to be able to sleep for a week...I'm also flinching at everything, and I'm afraid of the dark...again.  Usually I really like the dark.  But every once in a while I get spooked and it doesn't leave me alone.  It makes sleeping a challenge, and I'm really freaked out by showers...I always get the feeling that something will pop up. 

I feel the shower thing needs a bit of explaining.  When I'm at home, the door to our shower is clear and I use the towels as a sort of curtain-ish thing.  I always get the feeling that someone is going to shift the towel aside and pop up suddenly with a really frightening look. @_@

I spook way too easily and shouldn't watch horror movies, but at the same time I like the stories...it doesn't work very well.  Anyway, back to the movie.

It isn't quite like some horror films where they just give you a mess of cheap scares and it scares you anyway.  It lines you up for many different kinds of scares.  Cheap scares, "HOLY OH MY GOD WHAT IS THAT?!" scares, the "OH GOD...OH GOD WHAT IS THAT...WHAT. IS. THAT?!" scares, and last but not least the fake, where they set you up for what you think will be a cheap scare and nothing happens.  You know why nothing happens?  They're saving it all for later...

Honestly though, I did like this movie despite the fact that it scared me behind a magazine constantly.  I mean...that's what it was supposed to do right?  Plus, I won't be sleeping properly for a week, so it totally wins there.

I would totally recommend it to anyone who enjoys horror films and ghosts.

I hope you enjoyed this, although it was pretty side-tracked.

Until next time,

Dusk

I'll Be~

The strands in your eyes that colour them wonderful
Stop me and steal my breath
And emeralds from mountains thrust towards the sky
Never revealing their depth

And tell me that we belong together
Dress it up with the trappings of love
I'll be captivated, I'll hang from your lips
Instead of the gallows of heartache that hang from above

And I'll be your cryin' shoulder
I'll be love suicide
And I'll be btter when I'm older
I'll be the greatest fan of your life

And rain falls angry on the tin roof
As we lie awake in my bed
And you're my survival, you're my living proof
My love is alive, and not dead

And tell me that we belong together
Dress it up with the trappings of love
I'll be captivated, I'll hang from your lips
Instead of the gallows of heartache that hang from above

And I'll be your cryin' shoulder
I'll be love suicide
And I'll be better when I'm older
I'll be the greatest fan of your life

And I dropped out, I burned up, I fought my way back from the dead,
I tuned in, I turned on, remembered the thing that you said.

And I'll be your cryin' shoulder
I'll be love suicide
And I'll be better when I'm older
I'll be the greatest fan of your life

The greatest fan of your life.

-Edwin McCain

I love you, Sweetheart.  I can't wait to see you again.  Happy anniversary!  You're still the best. <3

Love,
The Greatest Fan of Your Life. <3 :3

Hey Everyone,

I congratulate everyone that understood that reference.

I thought I'd let you know how my hair turned out yesterday.  So, after a good three hours at the hair dressers with bleach and blue dye in my hair, we learned something.

NOPE!

Here's the story:

First, my dye is very dark. For some reason, the hair dresser was afraid it wouldn't show. But, my hair was bleached first, so I thought, if anything, my hair would turn out be like Josh Ramsay's.  She was afraid it wouldn't show because of how dark it was up against my own hair, which is QUITE dark.  When her husband started rinsing it out, they saw more blue, so she was more relieved.  Then came the drying.  I sat down, and my hair fluttering in the air because of the hair dryer.  I could have sworn it was green.

Next thing I hear from her is, "...now it looks more green..."  She sounded very concerned.  Me?  I was so entertained!  I couldn't be mad at this goof-up.  Inside I was so giddy, quietly laughing away in my head.

When my mom came in to pick me up, the first thing I could say was, "MOM! MY HAIR IS GREEN!" =D  Yeah, I guess the hair dresser thought I was more freaked out, but my mom and I?  We just laughed.  We liked it. 

Turns out they could have done a better job though.  It's a bit blotchy.  By that, I mean, there are spots of the bleached hair showing that isn't green-ish blue.

Oh, well.  I don't mind walking around with this.  I can always change the colour or make it green-ish blue with what's left of this dye.  We'll see how I feel about the colour as time passes. =P

Anyway, that's all there is for this post.

See you around,
Dusk

Oh, my god, World!

Boyfriend has a blog, and this whole time he hasn't told me!

Well...it's been a while since he's used it, but he started using it again and he linked it to me.  Guess who's going to spend a whole whack of time reading EVERYTHING on it?  Yeah...me. =P 

If you guys want to check it out as well here's the link.

http://randomstickman.wordpress.com/

Yeah, the title of his blog isn't as...dark?...as mine.  That's probably a good thing.  He's a real sweet fellow.

Also, guess what?!?!  Tomorrow is our first anniversary! =D

I got him a little something, you could call it an anniversary gift, but I just call it a gift.  He's going to love it.

I can't wait to see him again. 

More posts to come.

See you in a bit,

Dusk

Hey everyone!!!

So, it's official, my hair will be blue as of Saturday afternoon!  I can't wait! x]

Now...I don't know what else to say...oh yeah! My little cousins will be over on the same day.  At first, I thought, when they see my blue hair, they'll be all O_o "what happened???"  But then, I remembered, they're still little, they'll probably be more fascinated by it, everyone else would have the previous reaction. =P

Anyway, that was all I really had to say.

I'll talk to you guys later, I have a midterm to study for.

Wish me luck!

Bye~

Dusk

Hi Everyone,

I figured you might like a little update on this guy.  So, remember how I mentioned that I asked my friend about this guy since I saw her as a mutual friend?  Yeah, it turns out that she doesn't really know this guy either.  She remembers talking to him on Facebook maybe like once or twice, but that was it.

Does that make me any less antsy?  Nope.

Also, he hasn't tried to add me yet, so whew. @_@

I know you were probably expecting this post to be a bit longer, but I didn't really have a whole lot to tell.  Well...now it's just a bit awkward since I hadn't actually thought of a way to end this post...so...I think I'll give you a picture of a rabbit looking cute.

Hey, Guys.

Sorry about the lack of posts lately, it's been crazy.  Last week I was really down in the dumps, when I got back up, I ended up with two tests and an essay to write...fun.

Came back home today, spent some time downtown with a friend since he goes to school there.  I thought I'd wait out his exam outside of the classroom and just study with the time that I had.  As I would know, being one to sit in the hallways all the time on my own, a bunch of people would pass me while I quietly worked away.

I was fine up until one guy walked passed me and did that strange clicking noise with his mouth that some guys do when they find a girl attractive.  I ignored it and kept at my studying.  He stopped and told me that there was a midterm going on inside the room I was waiting by.  I told him that I knew.  He assumed that I was in computer science, but nope.  English.  He walked away, and I returned to my Archaeology notes.

A few minutes later, I was still studying and he decided to reapproach me.  Yup.  So, we ended up having a bit of a dialogue.  Turns out, like me he was waiting for a friend, but not to come out of the midterm, out of the computer lab, I believe it was.  We talked about school and our backgrounds, this entire time without exchanging names.  I hoped it would stay like that.  But, alas, he came to realise and I was screwed.  I did just meet him, and sure, I guess the name isn't too bad.  I only gave him my first name, but later on I ended up telling my last name too and he asked me to search him up on Facebook.  To be honest, I hope he doesn't find me, because I don't really have a plan on adding him...

A while had passed and it had finally clicked in my slow brain that he was flirting with me!  Before and after I told him I have a boyfriend, he flirts with me!  Even moreso, he asked me if I was busy tonight, "tonight" being Friday night since I'm writing this at midnight, and asked if I wanted to go and have some fun.  This and the fact that he mentioned alcohol at some point screamed "STRANGER DANGER!"  I let him know in my own way that I couldn't.  What I really said was, "I...I don't actually live around here..." as I gestured out the window and in small circles with my hands...I must have looked strange...but, hey, I don't communicate well with people I don't know...

THANK GOD that not long after he asked me out, my friend had come out of his midterm.  I had been hoping he'd finish early throughout the conversation, partially because I had been interrupted in my plan to study for the two hours he would be in his exam and because nobody has ever flirted with me like that before...if anyone had, it wasn't serious flirting.  They were people I knew well and they would just be fooling around.  This was for real! 

So, I packed up as quickly as I could, hopefully, without making it obvious and left with my friend, while the boy told me "See you."

Don't get me wrong, I do feel bad that I wanted to just ditch this guy as quickly as I could, but at the same time, I didn't know what to do.  I've never dealt with that before.  It was strange.

I told my friend the story and he laughed.  He told me that when he saw me talking with this boy that he figured I would have already known him.  He knows that I'm generally pretty quiet and that I don't make friends that quickly.  He was a bit surprised actually that it had happened, as was I.  Again, no one has actually flirted with me like that. 

I searched him up on Facebook when I got home, but I didn't add him.  I wanted to know who I was dealing with.  It turns out that he knows one of my friends.  I'm not sure how well though.  So I sent her a message and am now waiting for a reply.

I am hopeless sometimes...

I actually do hope that I don't run into him again...partially because I wouldn't know what to do, partially because I don't want to worry my boyfriend, and partially because...I really wish I had given him a fake name.

Well...that's all for now, folks.

Until next time,

Dusk