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Infinitus

I suck at updating this freakin journal. Not surprised if no one even looks or reads it anymore. xD But this is the only place where these kinds of updates are appropriate. So I might as well use this account that I pay for and whatnot.

Sooo I had fun at Infinitus, for the most part. I stayed with two friends (Sarah, Maresa) in a hotel room, which I should never ever do. xD I hate having roommates. I get very frustrated and cranky when I don't have sufficient alone time, even at a busy convention where the point is to meet people and have fun.

I flew in Wednesday, but I missed my freakin flight. Standby sucks. I've never flown alone before and I have no idea how to read a plane ticket, so I read my ARRIVAL time as my DEPARTURE time and didn't realize what I'd done before it was too late. Dad's still in the hospital, so he couldn't help, so I did standby and I was super stressed and it sucked, but hey, I got there. First class WUTWUT (daddy loves me).

Drive to the con hotel was interesting, because Maresa has a teeny car and we have lots of luggage. She had to put the back seats down to make room for it all, so there were only two seats left. Three people. Since I'm the tiniest, I got to sit in the back of the car, no seatbelt or anything, and ride there with a blanket on my head. Not such a great idea. Managed to live, though. Took a cab back. xD

I loved the panels and the atmosphere, but all in all, I still suck at making friends and talking to people. I get close to it, half-way open my mouth and ALMOST SAY SOMETHING, and then totally chicken out and turn away. slkdfjldsf. And of course Maresa and Sarah are totally fine with socializing, so I just stand awkwardly in the background and fiddle with my hair as everyone makes friends. xD So if I was supposed to see you there or saw you and didn't talk to you, it's not because I hate you. It's because I am apparently incapable of speaking to people.

I was just Drakie-Slytherin on Thursday, since the stress of traveling was high enough that I forwent cosplaying that day. Friday I was halfass Draco, just for kicks. Saturday I was ferret-Draco, which was fun, but no one knew who I was, which was a bit depressing. Sunday I was just Drakiesnake again.

Night of 1000 Wizards kicked ass, and if they do a similar thing at Ascendio, then I'm totally going again, but I'll probably never visit the park again otherwise. It's so miserable during the day with all the people and the lines and the heat and the bustle. slkdjflkdsjf. Never again. But at night it was freakin sweet. I rode the Hogwarts ride three times in a row. Rode dueling dragons and I screamed and was terrified, but it was AMAZING. Drank frozen butterbeer (and then proceeded to make my own at home — delicious!) till my tongue went numb. Wanted to die during the stupid presentation. Fell asleep immediately upon getting back to the hotel room. xD

So that was the gist of my adventure at Infintus. For my next HP con I'll have better costumes prepared. I could have broughten some to this one, but since I was so freaked out by flying alone and having to deal with roommates that I didn't want the added stress of an elaborate costume. But now that I've done it, I can do it again and be cool. I can hang around the other people with excellent costumes and not feel completely inferior. xD

So if you went to Infintus, what kinds of awesome things did you do?
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Dude

It's only been like A MILLION years since I've updated. xD Well, a few entries ago I believe I said something about public school and all that. Well, I'm done now. :D All finished. I'll be starting cosmetology school in the fall, and getting my dimples pierced in May. I've been henna tattooing like crazy and I have decided that I will ask out the cute blonde barista at Starbucks. That is all. When I have something more interesting to post, I will. Until then, know that my Facebook is used much more than my Livejournal, so feel free to friend me there. Clicky.

Enjoy the Cheky cutefais icon.
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She's so lucky, she's a star, but she BARKS, BARKS, BARKS

So my mama rescued a stray doggie.

And HOLY SHIT HE'S FUCKEN HUGE.

It's this GINORMOUSLJDFJLDSJf German Shepard puppy — PUPPY, LIKE EIGHT OR NINE MONTHS OLD, AND IS AS BIG AS A WORG — and his name's Lucky. He's uber friendly and happy and peppy and obedient. But my dogs hate him. We've got him in our backyard while Baby and Tinkerbelle are locked in the house. We called the number on the tag and I think Mom's gonna call the pound or something, but I just wanna PLAY WITH HIM HE'S SO CUTE AND SO FUCKING HAPPY.

And it's a boy. I just made the title that because it was convenient.
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FML

Okay, that's a little dramatic. But still. I'm usually good in school at all the subjects that I consider to matter in life: English, History, Science. For the most part, there isn't much comprehension. It's just memorize, regurgitate. But now I've been put in a math class and I keep failing everything, and since I have to do a lot at home, I fail at home, and then I don't even have a teacher to help me and tell me what I did wrong. It makes me feel so freaking stupid. :/
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Been awhile, ain't it?

Well, public school hasn't been the nightmare I imagined it would be. I mean, I still think most of it's asinine ('Drake, you can't have pepper spray. It's a weapon.' 'Drake, you can't have a pocket knife, it's a weapon.' 'Drake, you say 'good morning' when someone says it to you.' 'Drake, say the pledge of allegiance with everyone else.'), but I get work done much faster. I've already finished three classes. :D I have like, 18 more credits to finish, but hey, I'm workin on it. Also, my Biology teacher is a Trekkie, so we get a long pretty well. And my English teacher is a fantasy nerd, so we're always geeking out about LotR. And I'm the only redhead in my class, so it makes me feel special.

I got invited to the Angels of Isis, which is one of Isis's dance performing companies, so YAY. First meeting on October seventh! *dancedance* I might be going to the dance party (haffla) on Saturday, but I don't wanna go alone, so I'm considering bribing Genny/Taryn to go with me with a promise that I'll buy their tickets. I told Annie, one of the teachers there, that I didn't want to go because I don't really have any 'dance friends.' And she was like, "Oh, don't worry! I'll sic my son on you! He's intelligent and funny and blhaskjdfljsd.' And then I was like O_O Um... does it sound like I'm being pimped out, or what? No. So I'll try to bring my own friends instead of having one 'sicked on me.'

Also, might see the new Star Trek movie again in the dollar theater on Sunday. Only because I want to see Chekov running through the Enterprise going I KEN DO ZAT I KEN DO ZAT! AUGH he's so cuddly! I JUST WANT TO SQUEEZE HIM AND KEEP HIM FOREVER. ...Is that creepy of me?