I HATE this house.

My mother comes home and I go down to say hi. The counter was clean before she came home - a few bags of chips against the wall, and the fryer against the corner but that's always there. She starts bitching that she doesn't have room to put anything down.

Whatever. Then she starts bitching that all the containers are full in the fridge and how it should've been cleaned out. /Whatever/. She does that. Not us. But my dad threw everything away, then I started to wash things.

Then she yells at me for being in the kitchen when she's trying to cook. I mean, I can't wash in the fucking bathroom sink, can I? And she yells at my father to get out, then when he does screams at him for leaving and not helping.

So I get so frustrated I leave and she screams at me to finish up. I do. Then I go to leave and she has a bitch fit about the dishes in the strainer when she just went on for fucking FIVE MINUTES about how we all need to leave. So she starts to dry and begins to throw the containers at me. Just tosses them without a care, can't hand them to me. So I leave. Sorry, but if I'm helping YOU I'm not going to be fucking disrespected.

Then she gets so angry at that that she throws the holder for all of our plastic containers onto the ground, breaking it, and screams how she's done cooking, then yells for me to get back down to help and how I'm lazy and blah blah blah. I come down, help, listen to her insulting me MORE and finally just leave.

Can't wait until Katy gets here and we go see Harry Potter. Maybe we can see HP and Bruno all in one night. Expensive but so what.

GUESS WHO JUST GOT A MOTHERFUCKING LAPTOP.

<333333

-so hyper-

If done through HP it would've been about 1000. It normally was listed on eBay for 989. But there's a sale on eBay for 26% off, ending in a day, so I got it for 724.50. It's /exactly/ what I wanted - 64 bit Vista, 320GB hard drive, 4GB ram, etc. etc. It doesn't have a fingerprint reader but what the fuck ever.

The differences I realised between what I was going to get and this one is:

2.2 GHz processor instead of 2.3 (which was an extra 100 bucks o.0)
No fingerprint reader
6 cell battery instead of 8 (when I wasn't sure which one I even wanted)
Wireless G, no Bluetooth instead of Wireless N with Bluetooth (I hate Bluetooth and N will work about the same as G at RIT and around here so it doesn't matter)

I think that's it. Same amount of hard drive (320 GB), same amount of RAM (4 GB), same everything else. Brand new. My edits were going to make it 1300 though, plus a bag, plus a 3 year additional warranty, which made it 1600. I adore the one I'm getting though; it isn't any big deal to have those few things gone.

And it's new. I'm so fucking happy.

Bad news? I now have exactly $8.23 in my checking account when less than a month ago I was over a 1000, and at the highest I was at like $1500 or something. Wth happened?

Buttt. I got a job up in Rochester at the CVS up there so I'll keep making money all year. Honestly the conversation was, "Hi! My name's Cristy, I'm from store 424, and will be going to RIT come fall. Do you need anyone?" "Sure! Give me your name and number. :D"

Easiest interview /ever/.

So two things.

1. I miss Sammy. So fucking much. I think I'm gonna find where she lives now and travel four hours to see her and her son.
2. I don't want to open tomorrow. I barely walked in the door and Kayla calls me, asking if I can cover for her tomorrow. Store opens at 8. I have to get there at 7:45, work until 1pm. Ewwww. And I have /no/ idea how to open. Amy's gonna show me and I did really want to learn but still. Gross.

So. Time for bed I guess. -sigh-

So I won't be online like at all today. Not until late.

Woke up at 12:30. Plan was to head to Wal-Mart, buy a new litter box as the uncovered one makes a MESS as Charlie jumps in and out and just throws litter everywhere, get some more litter, and a litter mat.

Came out of the shower to Kayla calling, asking if I could come in at four instead of five. Not a real big deal as she desperately needed me to. I guess one of her other jobs (she has three part time jobs) scheduled her an hour earlier as the person before her didn't have a car and their ride could only come at four. So whatever.

Got the box and the litter, didn't get the mat. Came home, made up the new litter box, had to take off the door as Charlie couldn't figure out how to get out, and now gotta leave in thirty minutes.

Mostly, just checking shit on Pop, then leaving. -sigh-

Probably won't be online much today.

I had a shitty morning. Watching TV until 2:30.

Working 3-10.

Be back after.

Finally updated WiD. It's only been like... since May 1st. =]

Hopefully will have another chapter up in a week. I really need to contact Ayla though.

Oh Columbia Greene Community College. How I will not miss you.

Gotta finish my Java project by midnight. Then I can stop ignoring the world.

Like Shona. :( I'd totally offer you my first born child as an apology but there's two things wrong with that. One, you wouldn't want it. And two, we both know I'm not letting some icky sperm touch my precious, beautiful eggs.

LOLOL OVERSHARE.

kay. homework tyme.

MOTHERFUCKING CUNT.

owwww

burned my finger on the stove.

got a blister the size of my finger.

the spatula was there and i was making soup and grilled cheese and i made the mistake of lying the spatula on the hot burner where the soup had been so when i went to grab the spatula my knuckle hit the burner and my skin was just. it was bright white. got burnt off. now it's blistering.

fuckkkk.

Network Security? Done. B-
Discrete Data Structures? Done. No clue what I got.
Programming? Will be done by midnight tonight.
Chemistry? Will be done by noon tomorrow.
Java? Will be done by midnight tomorrow.

:) The class that needed the most work is done. Now going to do chemistry since somehow my alarm unset itself or I didn't set it and I woke up an hour and a half late and missed class. So she said I can e-mail her the extra credit.

Nose stuffy.

Throat hurts.

Going back to bed. <3

I can't believe I've been sick for over a week.

Will someone /please/ get the Beach Boys out of my head? I hate when I wake up with a song stuck in my head that I haven't heard in ages.

Right now, it's this:

Aruba, Jamaica, ohhh I wanna take you
To Bermuda, Bahama, come on pretty mama
Key largo, Montego, baby why don't we go

Ohhh I wanna take you down to Kokomo
We'll get there fast
And then we'll take it slow
That's where we wanna go
Way down to Kokomo


Urgh. What the fuck, man?

Uh. What?

Apparently I bought bus tickets in the UK.

That's interesting. Since I haven't gone to the UK. Ever. And I had no idea what the National Express was until today.

Yeahhh. Someone got my credit card. Fucking lovely.

I think I'm getting sick.

Damn it.

So much for writing chapter... whatever the fuck I'm on (six?) soon.

Okay. Focusing time.

Gotta redo my program for Programming since he gave me a few extra days 'cause he's AWESOME.

Gotta do my networking homework.

Andddddddddddddddddddddddddddddd. Need to write.

And need to stop lying on the D key.

And need to get my dog to stop eating my fucking jeans wtf.

Um. I think that's all. So:

1. Networking
2. Programming
3. Writing
4. Online time

So tired. My throat hurts, and my thighs are killing me.

So worth it though.

And god damn it. I hate how my mother seems to think I have unlimited time in the mornings. Uh, no. Don't try to have a huge conversation with me. I can't.

So, dunno how much I'll be on today. I wanna get some homework done.

And I just realised I only need about a 60% on my final in chemistry to get a C-. I know I'm not getting any B, but it's so hard. And if I get a C-, I'm good. It transfers.

Holy shit. Yay.

...When did my expectations of myself drop so low that a C- was good? I hope I get my motivation back in RIT. But I just don't see the need to do good as it doesn't matter if I'm on the dean's list like Joe for a 4.0 GPA, or I'm skimming by. I'm still going to have a master's by the time I graduate.

Man. I kinda hate college as skimming by is okay and I feel like a failure when I hear that my friends have 4.0 GPAs and I don't care enough to try.

Random fact? I have a cut on the back of my arm. Or, more like a blood vessel broke beneath the skin and it's red where the blood pooled. Yay for moshing. <3

Weekend time! And warning: the pics fuck up the page but I am too lazy to downsize them.

So I'm exhausted. Friday, I went to Meg's house. Got there about four, barely had anything to eat but junk food and what not. Around eight I knew I'd never get up at two like we were planning so I took a shower. Her shower is... old. The whole house is 300 years old, and she has one of those showers where you hold the shower head. It isn't attached to a pole. That was lovely. Heh.

I took an Ambien and went to bed at nine thirty in her bed. Everyone else (Ali, Joni, Jon and her) slept downstairs. They got maybe 30 minutes of sleep as Joni woke up everyone at midnight to make french toast. I got 4.5 hours.

I woke up at two from a dead sleep to someone throwing something. Apparently her room is haunted. Lovely. Then got ready and we left at four. We went to a gas station, I got an egg sandwich, and we were gone. Got up to RIT at 8:10 or so, doing 80 mph (15 above) the entire way. I <3 my radar detector.

There was a line of about 100, so we waited. The guy behind us was this guy (this isn't my photo): http://www.flickr.com/photos/22838082@N03/2940744202/

Random tip? If you go to a convention and it's about 100 degrees, don't dress as Pikachu. I had my picture taken 20+ times and was hugged so many times. People actually /heard/ about /me/ and found me. It was... weird. But my tail and my ears were awesome and maybe one day I'll take a pic of my outfit.

We went to Fanboy Feud (Family Feud) which kinda sucked as the teacher had no clue what he was doing. I think he was picked to do it just because he is Asian. Then we went to a room where Vic Mignogna was at five. We got there at two, watched the end of Hiei and Kurama talking about how to cosplay: http://www.flickr.com/photos/24357575@N02/3475109754/ (To be quite honest, I was /very/ tempted to hug them but it was too hot.) Then we sat there until three, where there was an AMV (anime music video) contest. Watched that until 4:30, then waited. The room got so packed that people had to sit on the stairs and the floor. We were about the 30th people to get a signature from Vic after he talked. He did Edward's voice in FMA, was in YYH, Bleach, Ouran... He's like the god of anime dubbing.

We left at eight, ate at a nasty Chinese place, and got back to Meg's by one. I was supposed to stay but she forgot to take her epilepsy meds, and ended up being super sick. I went home, and she couldn't go to the concert or she would've had a seizure. (Blinking lights and it being 100 degrees in the pit.) So. Moral to this story? Don't be the idiot to offer to drive 4.5 miles to a convention. You'll hate yourself. I was dead.

Yesterday... I asked /everyone/ if they wanted to go to the concert. None could. See, Megan has to take this... thing. A detox thing that makes her throw up if she gets off her pills. She threw up every twenty minutes yesterday like clockwork apparently. So she was out. Joni never got back to me. Ali and Jon worked. Alison had to make up a gym class. Kristie couldn't. So I went up there alone. I thought I'd get there early, at like 5:20 before the doors opened. This was the line:

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I would've been at the back but I called Joe, asked where he was, got questioned how I knew his number, found him ten minutes before the doors opened... His sisters got FOB Early Birds thing so they met every band (All Time Low, Metro Station, Hey Monday, Cobra Starship <3, and FOB). He had to wait with his girlfriend and friend for two and a half hours. I was told to find him, found him, and cut 500 people. It was /awesome/.

People wanted floor seats and I had an extra ticket so I gave it to some random kid 2 minutes before the doors opened. I didn't care - I didn't feel like chancing it by trying to scalp it. So I got a long hug from this cute gay guy. (Which reminds me. Toracon, I got a very long hug and my picture taken with the cutest gay guy who was gushing about Team Rocket.) Gay guy said I had a firm hug, then left, happy. They were seated in section 3 to begin with and were trying to sell their tickets. Section three is in the back.

We got in, got a write band, and got this close:

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This is how close I was with Hey Monday (the first band. Then it was ATL, then CS, then Metro, then FOB).

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By the time FOB started, I was three people from the front. One or two times, I had one person between me and the gate.

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And please note that my phone doesn't have zoom. Or I dunno how to use it at least. So yeah. I was close enough to almost be able to touch Patrick.

I DID TOUCH PETE OMG. Stalker, right? He leaned over the crowd and everyone tried to touch him. It was amazing. Now here's a random picture of Pete:

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By the time I left, I was drenched, and felt gross but it was amazing. And I got water every time the security guys gave it out. (They have the sports bottles and squirt it into your mouth so people don't get dehydrated near the front. The back's screwed but the back can go get drinks. Front can't.) Like a few times I got it and the people in front of me didn't and I was five people back at that point.

A lot of people had to be crowd surfed out. But it was 100 degrees and all the twigs were like, dying of heat exhaustion. By the end of the night I was dizzy but I was /not/ leaving.

So. Yeah. Amazing night. Now I'm so tired and I was gonna go to school but I really could benefit from staying home and working on homework and shit so I'll just do that. Plus I'm so tired and I wanna rest.

<3

And random fact? I'm so proud of myself for driving to Troy in the middle of downtown all by myself to go to a concert. That's huge for me, like a major step of independence.

EDIT: I forgot to mention that when they played Watch A Catch, Donnie, huge screens (you can see one where the drums are on) lit up with videos. Brendon was on the one where the drums are. He was just lying there, singing, and it was so cute. And Beckett came last and he was singing in a bath tub, shirtless. I screamed so loud. Haha. Anddd now my throat is dead. I kinda don't want to talk ever again.

Can't focus on Bones.

FOB tonight.

klsdjfklsdj

Might be going alone and meeting up with people. 'cause Megan forgot her epilepsy meds and her nerves are all swollen and she's sick. She said she might be okay but I'd be scared if she comes as it'll be hot and she can have a seizure.

But Kayla goes to RPI and Joe is coming too so I'll just txt the shit out of them. I'm getting up there an hour before doors open. I'm gonna be up front.

What else? EVERYONE HUGGED ME AT THE CON. Like, you think of anime, you probably think of Pikachu, right? I had an awesome costume. Stuffed ears, stuffed tail. Twenty-fiveish people took my picture. Just as many hugged me. One person asked for Pikachu's autograph.

Like. Really? A few people took Ali (she dressed up from Bleach. Forget who) and a lot of people took Joni (she dressed up as Kiki from Kiki's Delivery Service) and a few people took Meg (who dressed up as Nurse Joy from Pokemon). And Jon was just an original ninja.

BUT WE GOT VIC MIGNOGNA'S AUTOGRAPH. He is Edward in FMA and he's in DBZ and YuYu Hakusho (oh. my. god. <3333) and Bleach and Ouran and... lots of other shit. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Vic_Mignogna Look at all his stuff.

Ummm. Yeah. So I dunno if I'm gonna go alone. Hopefully Joni adds me and says yes, or Meg says yes, but whatever. We'll see. I'm not that bummed as I'll just text Kayla when I get up there.

YAYYYY FOB. <3333333333333333 AND ALL TIME LOW OMG. AND COBRA. KJSDFLKJSLKFJKOLWC

Gonna /try/ and watch Bones now. So hyped about my first concert even if the plans are kinda dying.

GUESS WHO GOT LOST THE VIDEO GAME.

THAT'S RIGHT, BITCHES.

ME.

The next week of my life is gonna be spent on my PS3, trying to beat this mother fucker. <333333