I got all As! Yay! And I even got an A+ in the class I was so afraid I would get a B in. Double yay!

Another 4.0 quarter. Unfortunately, my GPA will always be haunted by my first semester grades at St. John's, so while my cumulative GPA for community college is 3.98 (Curse you, A- in General Oceanography!), my overall GPA with transfer grades factored in is 3.93. :\ When I applied to a university recently I reported my GPA as 3.98, so I hope they don't have a problem with that...

I saw The Hobbit last night with friends. At first we went to an AMC, but the theatre was so crowded that we couldn't find seats together. We ended up getting a refund and going to a different theatre, which was practically empty. It was a little more expensive, but it's also a much larger theatre with a bigger screen. I remember going to see the first Pokemon movie there when I was in third grade, and standing in a line that went around the outside of the building to get in... They were giving out free shiny Pokemon cards with the tickets.

The movie was decent, I thought. I had some issues with the timeline concerning the dwarven occupation of Moria, but after the movie we looked it up on Wikipedia in Jasper's car and it was resolved. See, in Lord of the Rings, the fellowship goes to Moria, and there aren't any dwarves there, but Gimli says there will be, and in The Hobbit, which happens sixty years prior to Lord of the Rings, they say that Moria has already fallen... So I didn't understand how Gimli could be saying there would be dwarves there if it had been abandoned for over sixty years. It turns out that Gimli was talking about a colony that had attempted to set up in Moria, but the colony failed.

...Anyway. I have some pictures that have been accumulating on my phone...

At the child development center/preschool I've been volunteering at, one of the families of the kids put on a dance show...

Of course, being as young as they are, the kids didn't have the patience to sit through the whole thing and got very antsy towards the end.

I went to Fresh & Easy with my parents, and apparently all the potatoes there are individually shrink wrapped.


My dad insisted the guy on this box was a woman, and said "look, there are boobs!"


At one of the local asian markets, I was looking through the bakery section and they had these...


And finally, one of the kids at the school gave me a present! It's a snowman shaped cake pop.

Judging by the lumpiness of the pop I'm guessing it's homemade, which is really impressive.

I also got bars of scented soap in a bag and a tin of asian cookies as gifts from the kids. Not individualized gifts or anything, just the kind that all the teachers get. Still I was surprised, since I totally didn't expect to get anything.

Oh, and on Friday, one of the three year old girls told me I was her favorite teacher. I felt so special. :) I also had two kids kinda fighting to sit on my lap during story time, and a couple more on the sides just sitting next to me. It's a nice feeling.

I'm still not done Christmas shopping... agh. Need to get one or two more things for my boyfriend and something for my dad...

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When you're ten miles up and you're coming down
You won't feel a thing when you hit the ground
You'll just come apart and it's like you never were

I think I maybe didn't get enough sleep, because I feel awful this morning. And my dad bought me patchouli soap and I accidentally left my jacket on top of it so I smell like a hippie now. :\

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I have extended hours with the child development center I volunteer at this week, so I'm spending four hours in the morning there, and today one of the little three year old boys said the cutest things to me. First he wanted me to play with him by following him to certain places on a "ride," then he poked my leg with a stick and we pretended I was a chicken and he was checking my doneness, and finally he said I was one of his favorite teachers. (Awwwww)

He also picked up some bark from the ground and gave it to me and told me not to lose it "forever" and that I had to try "as much as his daddy loves him."

Awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww.

I left the bark in the classroom though. As special a gift as it was, I can't really do anything with it. (And I'm pretty sure he won't remember anyway tomorrow)

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...I'm adding tiny bits to my story. I forgot about it for a little while, but I want to keep going. It seems like everyone just wants to wait until I finish it? I'm not sure when that will be though, because I don't know how far I want to go with it yet. Technically it's "finished" right now, but I dunno, I feel like I could just keep expanding the story. Perhaps I could post it and just note that it's a work in progress? I'm undecided.

I have some pictures.

Here is the cookie plate that I got from the church I work at (I'm not sure I've gone into this in depth before, but I help watch kids there-- mainly just one year olds and under these past few weeks-- while their moms attend the weekly group meetings. There are usually around four other people with me, but I guess we're closed for the season, because last week was the last week for awhile)


While I was returning a rental textbook to the school bookstore, I saw this button in a box near the registers. Had to get it! I stuck it on my earmuffs.


And... I opened up the freezer after my parents went grocery shopping earlier today and found this...


Me: GROUND ANTELOPE??
Mom: Oh, yeah, Dad got that.

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So it seems like you guys are interested in reading the draft. I have it as a private Google Doc right now, so if you have Gmail, send me a note with your email address and I'll share it with you.

For people without Gmail... I might just post it here once I'm done. Assuming I get it to a point where it feels done. -Crosses fingers-

Also! The other half of this entry's title. I am sick. It sucks. Right now it's just the typical cold symptoms, you know, congestion, sore throat, etc. It's finals week though, which is not exactly the best time to be sick. :|

I finished my research paper at least. Not that I had a choice, since it was due today. I asked my dad to look over it to see if it made sense before I printed it out yesterday, and when he finished he told me that if it had been for an English class he would have had a lot of suggestions for improvement. -__- For an Anthropology class though, he thought it was fine.

Wonder what he'd say about my creative writing........

I feel like one of the kids I volunteer with might have gotten me sick. This morning when I was in there half of them were coughing, and since they're three year olds, most of the time they don't cover their mouths. Yayyyyyyyy.

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...American Apparel has beach towels with pictures of naked/mostly naked men on them. I was looking through the swim sale they're having and I saw the listing at the bottom and was like "what is this" so I clicked on it and looked through the pictures. At first it was just funny but then, suddenly, DICK.

Only American Apparel, man, only them.

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I'm working on a story right now. I "finished" it for my writing group yesterday, in a sense, but I kind of just concluded it so that it wouldn't be obviously not done.

Everybody liked it, and they want me to write more.

Is anyone here interested in reading the draft version and possibly commenting/giving constructive criticism?

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Writing group was fun yesterday. There were five of us because I brought my boyfriend, and we met at a coffee shop and generally enjoyed ourselves, I thought. I got a lot of positive feedback on my story.

After it ended, my boyfriend and I went back to his apartment and watched this Korean movie called "I'm a Cyborg but That's OK" about crazy people. The er... heroine thinks that she's a cyborg, and the... hero... I guess... has some weird mommy issues and is a thief. It was kind of interesting at first, but it felt like it went on forever. I don't mind if movies are slow-paced usually, but this was nigh unbearable. I was seriously convinced we had been watching it for four hours at one point. When it finally ended though, kind of confusingly/unsatisfyingly, we found out it was only an hour and fifty minutes long.

What.

Would not watch that again.

Anyway, gotta work on my eight page research paper. :(

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