Soundtrack to April.

Song of the Day: MY KZ, UR BF by Everything Everything

For anyone who's interested (probably no one), I made a new 8tracks mix of which you can find here~. 

Um, anyway, it's Tuesday on the last week of classes of the semester. Then, I have no school until August!! It's kind of like running a really long race, and you can see the ribbon at the end, but not having enough energy to make it to the end. That's what I kind of feel like.

What I have to do between now and next Thursday:

• Finish my paper about Mormons settling the Salt Lake Valley (10 pp)
• Write a paper post-colonial analyzing A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man and To Kill a Mockingbird (10-12pp)
• Finish my ENGL 2600 final
• Diversity Final (in class)
• German Final (in class)
• Pack
• Pay that stupid $10 parking violation ticket (uuggggggghhhhhhhh, screw you. Visitors were not welcome in "visitor welcome" parking apparently...
• Sell back my textbooks
• Get housing for next semester
• Fill up stupid van gas tank...

I have been having car difficultly lately, speaking of filling up the van's gas tank. Well, on Friday night, I was driving to the store to do grocery shopping for my mom, and my check engine light came on. The weird thing was that nothing seemed wrong with my car at all; it didn't sound funny, and it was driving just as it normally does. But, just in case, I told my dad. My dad was quit busy on Saturday afternoon, so he was planning on looking at it on Monday. The problem was that I had school on Monday... so, that didn't exactly work out too well. My mom and I switch cars, therefore I am driving the mini-van. A Green mini-van. There is no way you can miss me now! 

I'm mostly upset because the van's gas tank is almost empty, whereas I just filled up the tank of my Honda last Thursday, and I'm not going to be seeing any of that gas. So, now I have to fill up another gas tank... and pay a parking fine for parking in VISITOR WELCOME parking on campus. The sign clearly says VISITORS WELCOME, not so much with the (if you have a permit). SCREW YOU. It's only $10, but I'm still very upset over it. IT'S APPARENTLY NOT VISITOR WELCOME PARKING SO DON'T PUT IT ON YOUR EFFING SIGN. 

Hating life. 

Love, Neffy.

Sunny Days.

Song of the Day: I Was Made For Sunny Days by the Weepies

For some reason or other, I get the incredible urge to update my blog on Thursdays.But why Thursdays? Perhaps it is because Thursdays are good days. I like Thursdays because it's almost Friday. On a similar note, I also like Tuesdays because it's no longer Monday. Ya dig?

This is my last full week of classes. Next week, we have Good Friday off, and the following week, Friday is a study day. The week after is Finals week. I'm pretty excited to get school over with for the summer. I am ready for some heat in these bones and some leisure reading/drawing/writing time. Hopefully, I'll get time to finish watching the entire Sailor Moon series. It's a project I started the day after Valentine's Day. Sailor Moon was a huge part of my childhood; I was obsessed! I would print out coloring pages, record episodes, even google Sailor Moon websites built by people who were in love with Sailor Moon (like me) but had the ability to make their own webpage. Watching the series again is a lot of fun, and it's more fun to watch it in its original language (which is the whole purpose of me watching it again... To see the original intent mostly. The English version is nice too though. Maybe I'll watch it in English one day? In like four years from now...)

Also, on a Sailor Moon-y note, they are re-releasing the manga of Sailor Moon in America with new translations. Call me a nerd (which, I'm assuming you all ready have), but I'm really excited for the new releases! If I get money, I fully plan on buying them for my own library. (:

[/end nerd rant]

Between now and Finals, I have to:

1. Write my 10 page ENGL 2010 research paper (which I have nine pages of single spaced notes all ready typed and ready to go. I just have to physically write the paper now).

2. Write/hopefully complete (but it's okay if I don't finish 100%) my ENGL 2600 essay on a Post-colonial reading of James Joyce's A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man and To Kill a Mockingbird (10-12 page paper).

3. Do my ENGL 2600 take-home final (it's on key terms and stuff. Hate you, Literary Theory).

4. Study for my German Final

5. Study for my Intro to Diversity Final

6. Not kill any of my room mates (who are incessantly loud and obnoxious during the hours I typically like to sleep, between 11 and 8. Yes, I sleep a lot. I like to sleep. It keeps me from not killing anyone).

And that's basically my state I will be in for the next three weeks. I'll probably procrastinate a lot and freak out at last minute. But that's okay, I kind of like it that way.

Life So Far.

Song of the Day: Get Some by Lykke Li

As it turns out, when my hair is pulled back in a bun, and I'm wearing a hoodie, I look like I'm five-years-old. I suppose this isn't a huge shock, but still. I just thought I would point that out.

But here I am, sitting on my bed listening to a new album I just got (Parlor Hawk's Hoarse and Roaring. It's divine so far), and with a massive stomach ache (nothing new), contemplating my life. True, I tend to do this more often than not anymore, but still.

All that I have uncovered is that I want to be able to draw flowers. 

Okay, so, maybe there's a little more to it. 

Lately, I actually have been considering switching schools because of my difficulty I've been having with basic academic work for a typical university (On a side note, if anyone know anything about Post-structuralism and Joyce's A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man, let me know. I need help writing a paper). I even talk to my mom about dropping out of school. Her response was that I should do what I want to do, but she thinks that I should stay in school to be around people closer to my age. This makes well enough sense. So, I'm probably not going to drop out of school because of that very reason, and the fact that I am one class short of getting an associate's degree. The bad news about getting the degree itself, is that I can't receive it until the end of the net academic school year. Sucks, no? Looks like I'll be here for another year. But I think I'll be okay. Instead of signing up for classes that I have to take, I'm actually taking a ton of mismatched classes that I kind of want to take, like Drawing I and Children's Literature. True, I still have to take Chemistry and pretend to be an English major (therefore, I have to take German too. This is not so bad though. I like German for the most part), but I really do think next semester will be better.

Anyway, after the year is over, I'm thinking about transferring to an art school, like the Art Institute up in Salt Lake, and studying Interior Design. I know I'm crazy, but it sounds fun, and it sounds like something I really should do.

Don't get me wrong about SUU, I love it here. I have never had a bad professor, and campus is sweet and cozy. I really do love it here, but it's not for me. University isn't for me.

Actually, what I really want to do is find the man of my dreams and get married (my true passion... to raise kids and clean and cook! Yes, I was like this before General Conference, thanks). But I don't see that happening this year. So, I have my plan, and I'm sticking to it.

Unless something awesome happens (like getting married or publishing my book).

Yes, I had to bring up my book. Sunflowers. I've mentioned it once or twice before, yes? Well, actually, an amazing thing happened recently. I finished my first draft of my manuscript! This sounds really exciting, but I wasn't as excited as I thought I would be when I finished for some reason. It's probably because I still have a long way to go with editing and supplementing chapters and whatnot, but still. It's done. I have never finished a manuscript before.

This is amazing. 

This week seemed so long. And now, it's Thursday.  

Goals.

Beside the fact that I am dying a slow death from daily stomach aches, I do try to function as normally as I should be. Okay, so it probably wasn't normal that I cried throughout the ENTIRE A Cinderella Story, but I do what I can.

Lately, I have been wondering why I haven't been able to focus (yeah, I am blogging instead of doing homework) on anything (see what I mean? I'm totally A.D.D.), but I thought I would at least have a few goals to work on for the next several weeks:

1. Stop chewing finger nails. It's a nasty habit that I have. It's on and off, really, but I'm trying. I even painted my nails today, in hopes that it'll help somewhat. I want pretty nails... (:

2. Finish ENGL 2010 research paper. I want this to be done in the next several weeks, like, around General Conference. Once it's finished, I don't have to go to the class anymore. Nice, no? Not to mention, it's supposed to be 10-12 pp long, and I have another 10-12 pp paper due at the end of the semester on top of this one.

3. Finish Sunflowers. If you're not aware what Sunflowers is, don't ask. Only one/maybe two people will even care about this. I just want to finish it mostly. (:

4. Figure out why I am dying a slow death due to stomach aches.

yep. That's about it. I'm sorry my blogs are few and far between. I like to blog sometimes, but I feel like all I do is complain, and I also feel like not many people even care that I blog. So, I just do when I feel like it.

That's all.

my nostalgia playlist.

http://8tracks.com/ohlovelyy/nostalgia

I spent nearly two days on this. Well, not this particular playlist, but a much larger one I'm keeping on my iTunes. Maybe I did it to make myself feel somewhat accomplished since it's Spring Break (accomplished: sat on my butt, watched the end of Sailor Moon R, made this playlist, cleaned my room, procrastinated on homework... yep, fairly average Spring Break here. I wish I had more will to do things).

Basically, it contains a sampling of my favorite music when I was in elementary school. I think my next playlist will be sixth grade to sophomore year. After that, my music taste has stayed pretty consistent. 

But I'll leave that playlist to another day. 

The List (if you listen to it, the order should be different from this. It's randomized every time it's played):

• The Hardest Part of Breaking Up (Is Getting Back Your Stuff) by 2gether
• Spinnin' Around by Jump5
• Mmmbop by Hanson
• He Loves Me (He Loves You Not) by Dream
• I Want It That Way by the Backstreet Boys
• The Call by the Backstreet Boys
• Bye Bye Bye by 'NSYNC
• Beautiful Soul by Jesse McCartney 
• Summer Girls by LFO
• Pop by 'NSYNC
• Never Had a Dream Come True by S Club 7
• S Club Party by S Club 7
• I Need Love by 'NSYNC
• Tearin' Up My Heart by 'NSYNC
• When the Lights Go Out by 5ive
• Come Clean by Hilary Duff
• What Dreams Are Made Of by Hilary Duff
• The Sign by Ace of Base
• ...Baby One More Time by Brittany Spears
• Bouncing Off the Ceiling by A*Teens
• Stride (Jump on the Frenzy) by Aaron Carter
• Another Earthquake by Aaron Carter
• Gimmie Gimmie Gimmie by A*Teens

nostalgia.

Okay. Confession: I love nostalgia. Seriously. I'm like obsessed with it (always). Some days I have it more than others, but it's been eating at me for the past few days. I'm actually rewatching Sailor Moon (one of my favorite shows growing up) in my spare time.

Also, I'm making a nostalgia playlist. It's taking a lot more time than I ever thought it would.. but it'll be worth it. I'm making a big one on my iTunes, but when I'm done, I'll make an 8track playlist too. 

Note 8tracks. It's heaven. Seriously. Get an account and go to heaven with me~

Anyway, I'm only blogging because I'm waiting *patiently* for Happy Nation to download. I only have a few minutes left (thank goodness. It's been nearly a half hour! Apparently my patience is feeling nostalgic too and I'm slowly turning into a five-year-old). 

But that sums up my Spring Break. That and I have been reading (The Lovely Bones). As you can see, I am an inspiring person. Interesting person on the year, right here.

I'm sure many people care. (:

apology.

If I ever sound like I'm depressed, I'm really not. I promise.

It's not that I try to be depressing... I just am. And that's why people don't like me.

That was depressing.

I'm going to shut up now.