Blarg and Further Noises of Pain and Frustration

Currently I'm surrounded by the better part of our furry family, probably due to the fact that I turned that fan on right when I got home and now the library is the coolest room in the house. Except the cat might be cold blooded because it's about seventy in the house right now and he's lying in a sun beam.

So what has Caitlin been up to while not blogging on her blogspot?
-Blogging on mahSpace (yeah I know I'm going to Hell)
-Not sleeping
-Feeling a little ill
-Drawing and painting a LOT which is lovely and nice
-Talking to Emily on IM
-Reading far too many webcomics.

Also waiting for a letter from the Savannah College of Art and Design telling me whether or not I need to buy a plane ticket for Georgia. And I'm not nervous! Most assuredly NOT nervous. Really honest and truly not nervous. I mean it's not like I fucked up and only applied to one school and have no idea where I'm gonna end up if I can't go.

Not worried at all.

I got an account on smackjeeves and webcomicsnation too and will hopefully be posting fairly regularly on there by the end of the month. Still working out a few kinks (like how smackjeeves signs you out every time your IP adress changes and I have dial up). I'll post the links once everything's up and running.

Right now I need tea.

When you think about it, L.A. is a long ways away from the ol' homestead.

Actually a better chunk of the world in general is a good ways away from the ol' homestead. I don't even know why I've been thinking about L.A. or even California. None of my future plans even come anywhere near the same area code... But I get that itch every now and then to get off my ass and go DO something. And L.A. seems like a good place to DO. California in general seems like that. I have no real plans, post-graduation, nothing I can back up with cash.

I've been suffering some insane amount of irritation, for no particular reason at all. I've just been a little snappish with my folks. Of course they rise up to the challenge and snap right back at me and then we go eat dinner. What part of the Northern European heritage brought THIS little anomily on?

The interweb isn't holding my interest today and there's still a good half hour or so until school gets out. I think it's time to harrass my good friend Emily with a phone call.

And now I'm in school....

Rejoice and be glad! For Spring Break starts tomorrow! Thank God, I need some quality sleep time. For the past week I've been just flat out exhausted. Probably something to do with the changing schedules and all that jazz.
Classes I have:
Art 2- drawing and painting and just in time for portflio deadlines!
US History B- a lesson in why it's a good idea to take Junior classes when you're a Junior
Yearbook- Because it has photoshop. I like abusing photoshop. End of story.
A T.A. spot for Mr. T- cuz I've never been one before and T is awesome.

As the title implies, yeah, I'm in school right now. I've got an open fifth again. Not really a big deal compared to Emily who has A class third period. I figure her retribution will be me calling her up every day until I get my hands on my driver's license and bugging her to come hang out with me.

BUT she's still on vacation with HER family and won't be accesible til well after vacation. Damn it.

In the mean time, I've been killing time on various fourms and blogspots. A grand waste of time as any, I assure you. It's supplemented today especially with Ryan sitting at the computer next to me talking to either himself or me about the catapult he has to build for Physics. Hopefully he's talking to himself. Besides the fact that I'm not really paying attention, I don't really have any clue what he's talking about.

Far more interesting stuff to come. I have stories about our trip to Portland and another blog relating to that depressing ass poem I posted. Yay failed romantic attempts!

Cue the "Jaws" theme music...

Nothing better to do today then bum around on the interweb.

Well, that's not entierly true, but it is distracting me from what would certainly be a potential disaster and a half. Probably.....Maybe.

Chores to do still and, having walked into the kitchen mere seconds ago, a floor to clean. That little idiot of a brother and his friends tracked mud all over the kitchen. Not even gonna start explaining my irrational dislike for the little so-an'-so that appears to be a shared sentiment on his part. Sibling rivalry, wotcan ya do?

Gonna be gone Friday through Sunday on a trip to Portland to the doctors and then the zoo. See y'all when I get back.

-off to chores. XP

This is how I role!

Yeah, I totally suck at updating this. If it makes you feel any better, I also have plenty of work that I'm not doing at the moment and two long scratches just above my knee that stand as a perfect example as to why one does not rough house with a 70 plus pound dog in shorts.

Also my head is killing me.

Moving on.

Overall, I have recently been feeling like a failure as a human being in gerneral, which only stands to promote the recent bout of surliness I've been coping with.....though maybe coping is the wrong word for this particular situation. Not that I've been picking fights with anyone, especailly not my friends, HEAVENS NO!!!

...............

Yeah, all right, that's a load of bull. BUT the important thing is that I HAVEN'T been picking fights that could go very very very very badly very very very quickly. It's one thing to pick a fight with your close friends, it's quite another to pick a fight with someone you've been itching to knock down a few pegs....or flights of stairs. Same principle.

On a more positive note, I'm turning 18 on Sunday. The festivities for this momentous weekend include the following:

Sleeping late on Saturday.
Chores.
Boob tube.
Dance Dance Revolution.
Church on Sunday.
Lots of naps.
Cake and presents after dinner with the family.
Going to bed late.
Sleeping as late as I can possibly get away with the following Monday.

Gotta love three day weekends.

Cioa kids.

A Lesson in Escapism

Well, I've survived my first week of new classes. That's a step in the right direction, don't you think? I've discovered that, while staying up until the wee hours of the morning is fun, I am not a person who can function under stress well when I haven't been sleeping. So, I've been going to bed a lot earlier and sleeping as late as I can. It's made me wonder why people my age don't sleep more. We seem to be a culture of insomniacs, the less sleep the better, but from my more recent experiences, I've discovered that sleep is something that can be an escape as well as a necessity.

Weird, huh? I had nightmares a lot when I was a little kid, so it's pretty odd that now I'm using this as a way to escape stress and high school drama.

Regression is another way to deal with it. Lately, I've been watching movies and wearing things (for example the famed Straberry Shortcake watch) that three or even two years ago, I wouldn't even consider. Go figure. I guess you have to deal with growing up and going out into the real world in your own way.

And I don't care who you are, old school Winne the Pooh is one of the most coolest things on the face of the earth!

(Takes all kinds, I suppose)