... I've just been a lazy blogger and preoccupied with LiveJournal. Anyway, this is as good of an excuse to post as any:
Doing my part in the googlebomb to increase this site's Google ranking. Here are instructions and reasons why. I'm not normally political, but. This is important.
So last night, we found a kitten in our front yard. We're not sure where she came from, or why she was in our yard. She's a little, little, little baby calico, so young that her eyes aren't even open yet. She's mostly black, with some tortoiseshell spatters of orange along her back, kind of stripey back legs, a splash of orange on her face, and little white socks on each paw. The poor thing was being beset by ants when I picked her up (most of which crawled onto me and bit my fingers), and Dad's initial pronouncement was that she was too young to live. But we've been nursing her, and she eats with gusto once she figures out that the thing that's poking her face is going to give her milk, and she's a squirmy little thing. She's got some spunk. :) We've named her Fortunata. She has a vet appointment at 3:30 this afternoon. Wish us all luck. <3 <3 <3
So. I being the highly intelligent, cautious creature that I am, I managed to injure myself last night. In the one way, naturally, that would ensure the highest ratio of physical pain to actual damage taken. How, you ask? I stepped out of watercolor class for a bit to get a snack, and sat on a desk that was only supported on one side, which was outside the classroom on the concrete sidewalk to eat it. Mistake number one. I had the suspicion that that desk was going to injure me somehow, but I wasn't sure how. So I went ahead and did it anyway, because I'm usually pretty lucky and hey, I'm only just turning 19, I'm still YOUNG AND INVINCIBLE. Mistake number two was when I got off to throw away my trash. See, the desk's supports were up against the wall. Instead of dismounting at the side, where it might actually have been stable, I slid directly forward. Towards the side of the desk that was not supported and therefore not stable. So the desk tipped over and deposited me - still sitting up with my spine vertical - directly onto my ass from about two or three feet up. Did I mention the ground was concrete? I'm much better now than I was last night - in the sense that last night, I was shaking, having some difficulty speaking coherently, in a mild state of shock, and crying like a baby. Today, my ass just hurts like a fucking bitch. Oh, and of course, it just so happens that my finals are next week. You've gotta love my sense of timing.
So. This morning got off to a great start when I left the house and made it almost all the way to the bus stop before I remembered, hey, it's May now - my April bus card won't work any more. And I don't have change for the bus. Well, crap. So I drag my butt home - and I did mention it's May, right? In Arizona? It's already gotten so that even the mornings are warm. Anyway. I walk back home, bum a ride to school from my dad. And then I go into the classroom for Japanese, my first class of the day, and I wait. And wait, and wait. Where is everyone? Where is, you know, sensei? Sugawara-sensei, who teaches the class right before mine, pokes her head in ten minutes later. "You do know everyone is taking the oral exam today, right?" Buh? Oral test? OH RIGHT. THAT THING. That was today, wasn't it? Shit. Because of the oral test, we don't have a normal class today. So that's why nobody was showing up! Boy, do I feel stupid. And because there's no normal class, and because my next class doesn't start until noon, and I scheduled my oral test for after that class... essentially, I'm here two hours earlier than I need to be. Shit. I could've spent those two hours sleeping. Oh, well. I can use the remaining time to study and recover from feeling like a moron. And, of course, to update my blog from the campus netcafe. Speaking of, I think I'd better leave. I'm starting to crave a fruit smoothie and I haven't enough money to buy one and still have money for lunch. |
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