Am I the only one who thinks Shannon is under appreciated?

Sure, she doesn't have the strong vocals like Aundrea and Dawn, she's not an amazing dancer like D. Woods, and she ain't a whore like Aubrey (sorry y'all. I can't STAND Aubrey). But she contributes as much as everyone else and she has a fairly nice voice. And she can actually dance (unlike Aubrey)

...just a thought.

Started school. It's funny. I actually DO my homework.

...sup with you guys lately?

So yay! My 18th birthday was wednesday, August 13th.

Yeah, I didn't expect anyone to remember. So this isn't some blog fussing out anyone or anything. honest.

I DO however want to give a special shout out/thank you to those on the Refuge, who wished me happy birthday even when I hadn't been there awhile AND some members who sent me emails. Very very nice Especially since two of my so-called-best friends forgot my birthday.

I didn't get many presents, but I didn't care. That's what happens when your family's running low on funds. Gotta make sacrifices.

But to celebrate my own birthday I did buy myself the Season Two Boondocks set (Seriously, I do believe that is my favorite show EVER, even more than Avatar and Inuyasha) and am purchasing a lovely new cell phone that DOESN'T burn chargers after three weeks of use. Stupid posessed piece of sh!t...

and i got a nice cake from coldstone, nice gifts from a couple friends, and my cousin's coming over with another gift to spend the weekend with me. ooh! And i got money!!!

(yay!!!)

Anyways, I got my wisdom teeth cut out yesterday, and let me tell you, this crap is...not so bad. It may be because they perscribed me four different medications (one to prevent infection, one to use for pain, one for...I dont know what, and the other's a heavy duty sleeping pill to help me sleep at night), but I'd have to say, besides being groggy and sleepy, it aint so bad. My grandma makes me tasty soft foods that dont make me miss fried chicken and other delicious not-so-soft foods as much (my family had mcdonalds today and i almost cried because I cant chew), I get to get on the computer when i want, or I get to lay in bed and sleep/draw/write/read/watch Boondocks (or any other thing that comes on TV) all day. Not too shabby.

I keep poking my stitches with my tongue though...I think i should stop.

But for anyone who says it hurts like hell and you're miserable and blah blah blah...whatever.

(then again, no offense. Human bodies react in different ways to different things, so who am I to judge pain?)

Oh, and my cheeks are starting to swell...that's not very attractive. no wonder i'm single

And I got this pill to take before I went in yesterday and I was all mumbling incoherent mess and all the doctors were laughing. They told my grandmother I was quite "Humorous"

And whatever they injected in my arm to put me to sleep I WANT SOME!!! I dont even REMEMBER going to sleep. i just remember waking up, being wheeled out to the car in a wheelchair, and falling over as I attempted to get in. haha. That's real cute.

..this blog is so inconsistent. i think it's the drugs.

And the fact that I cant really talk (because I can barely open my mouth) is probably what's making me type so much. When you win "Most talkative" in your senior suprelatives, it's kind of a hard task to go a day with silence

...okay, I think i've talked enough. I dont know how im going to update my fanfic on all these drugs...excuse me, four fanfics.

(I write for Inuyasha and The Boondocks. You should look me up...when I actually aren't so drowsy and I make more sense)

uhm...bye?!?

BERNIE MAC IS DEAD AND I AM PISSED.

(yes, im aware it happened yesterday morning but I wasnt around a computer, okay?)

I LOVED Bernie mac. he was one of my favorite comdeians, and his death was so unexpected to me. I'm the type who only thinks about old people dying. i mean, I know people die young, but it never strikes me until it actually happens.

And yeah yeah he was 50, but that still isnt old. I dont consider people old until they hit their early 70's.

But anyways, I saw it on CNN last night in one of the lobbies at Otakon before the rave, and I start crying. it was very brief, but I still cried.

And speaking of Otakon...it was quite fun. I didnt dress up as Sango because I was too lazy to do the costume, but i did wear a cool skirt, some kicka$$ heels, and this cool shirt from hot topic. I fit in pretty well. Got some cool manga for a reasonable price. Good times.

Oh...did I mention I got to be a voice actor in a panel?

Ha, yeah it was kinda funny. i wasnt going to do the mini audition but my friend who I went with forced me to. And a surprising amount of people (there were at least 50 others in the panel and nine other people tried out for the same part) picked me. So I got to do the voice of this one guy off this anime that's coming out sometime later this year called Freedom. That was cool, since the creator of Venture Brothers was the one who assigned parts and talked to us and all. And I got his autograph.

And then some guy catches up to me and gives me his information for if I really want to get into voice acting.

Yeah right. It was probably a scam.

So that was sweet.

Since i felt guilty about making my friend miss the bellydancing thing she wanted to do, however, I refrained from forcing her to go see Kappei Yamaguchi with me, so i didnt get to meet him But we still had fun. We joked people's costumes (there were a crapload of L's and only two of them did it justice. The rest sucked) and some random costumes (like "Pedobear", who would hug you and then drag you down the hallway a ways away. Pretty creepy/hilarious). And the rave was fun, besides this one really old fat guy who tried to dance with me and kept hitting me with his gross sweaty stomach.

Ewww.

Sadly, I had to kick him for him to get the message. no wonder im single...

Anyways, that's all for now. Three days till my birthday

And four until I get my wisdom teeth cut out

goodnight, guys.

Oh, but most importantly:

~Rest In Peace~
Bernie Mac
February 27th, 1958
to
August 9th, 2008

Okay. *takes deep breath* Okay. Seriously, i just found this out, so i'm pretty freaking...in shock. Excited. Jubilant. Pick one, I don't really care.

So I get home from Vacation Bible School (where i'm working at this week @ my church, sheparding around little children who scream like they're satan and sneaking snacks from the kitchen) and I sign onto my college's website to pay for tuition (since it's due friday and i'll be on my way to Otakon then [thanks to whoever told me to spell it right ]). Which, I was kind of dreading. I might as well tell you guys since this will help you understand better: I live with my grandparents (for an undisclosed reason) who, as lovely and amazing as they are, constantly make me feel guilty about them helping me pay for college. They don't TRY to, they want to do it. But they've done so much for me, and with certain incidents that have happened to us money's really tight. So although community college is quite cheap (My first semester's like, 1,421.00. I dont know how much it cost with books, though), it's still a sacrifice when the only one working is my granddad, who was supposed to retire three years ago. And I got a 700.00 scholarship from my church, but I was still worried and such.

Anyways, I log on because I was going to use my grandmother's credit card to make a payment, and I click on the make a payment button. Only when I was about to put in the card information, something in my mind just told me to check my "Pending Financial Aid" box, even though i'd checked it two weeks before and it was empty. So I was just like, "Well, whatever. Won't hurt me to."

So I check it, and instead of being blank, I see two lines, both titled "Fed Pell Grant Award". One says "2009 spring", the other saying "2008 fall". And underneath them both, it had a total of 4,731.00.

So of course, I go :O

So im not sure if it's just a thing im eligible for or an actual award, and I tell my grandma and she's all "Call the school! Call the school!" Real fast cause they close @ 6 and it was 5:48. So I literally divebomb for the phone by my computer and I call them. I give them all my info and such.

And the guy checks my file and he's all, "Yup. The grant is yours."

Basically, after I hung up, I FREAKED OUT. I started screaming hysterically, leap out my chair and run up the stairs, tripping over the baby gate we have up and flying onto the floor. And my grandma's all "Are you okay?!??!!?"

And i'm just like "WHO CARES IF IM OKAY??!?!? I GOT THE GRANT!!!!!"

So then she starts screaming and she hugs me and I start screaming again and she starts crying and I start crying...yeah. Very emotional. And my brother wakes up from the couch and annoyed at all the noise, starts crying as well.

And my dog, thinking something's wrong, starts barking.

We are so weird.

So yeah. I have 2,366.00 for this semester (and tuition's only 1,421.00. AWESOME) and 2,365.00 for next semester. And an unused 700 scholarship.

So basically, I have three semesters covered. Not counting my funds in my bank account...

Yeah. I feel SO much better now

Btw, is anyone up here going to Otakon this weekend? Cause like I said, i'm riding up there with my friend and will be there as well, as well as at this kinda random party thingy she told me about (with limited details, I might add....wtf?!?!?!) Look for a black girl with a fake long ponytail, a bootleg looking Sango costume, and a goofy smile on her face because SHE GETS FREE COLLEGE.

...and that will probably be me.

Taco time.

I hate emo blogs as much as the next person.

But i can't help it I'm just in a horrible, crappy mood. A rut, if you will. perhaps it's because summer break's drawing to a close and life as an independent adult begins (which is odd because this is what i want). Maybe it's because I just don't feel as connected to my friends, or myself, as I used to.

Or maybe

***SPOILER***

Whatever it is, it ain't working. My grandparents are making me give my dog away, I have to wake up at five in the freaking morning for a cause which i was before excited about but now am regretting, I still haven't finished my cosplay costume (which i have no time to do since I dont get home until late, which all I want to do is sleep). The rare FEW friendships I thought i'd have forever are crumbling, I feel sick, and the things I want to say and the ideas I want to write are just STUCK in my head and I can't get them out...

I feel so disappointed in myself for some reason. And I haven't even screwed up yet!!

I think I need some chocolate. or sleep.

Or both.

what a waste. Oh well.