Miracle Drug

Even though I've been diggin' A.C. Newman a lot more than I ever have before in my life (hence title Miracle Drug), this New Pornographers song has been stuck in my head since it was released about a week ago on their new album. You should give it a listen, but I warn you, it's pretty catchy D:




This day was pretty okay. I use "okay" tentatively though.
This morning was crazy.
So I woke up at seven thirty-ish so that I could catch my eight twenty-ish bus to school so that I could take my 10am American History from 1865 final. Needless to say the bus was waaay late, and I made it to school with a good amount of time to spare. But sitting in El Paso morning sun waiting for a bus that I thought was never coming started making me suuuuper anxious. I ran some errands at school, feeling fine the whole time, but then things didn't start feeling very well at all. Everything got really spinny, and my mind couldn't stop racing, and my breaths started getting a lot more shallow, and my stomach started feeling very topsy turvey, until the next thing I know I'm kneeling in front of a toilet, and being really thankful that no one else was in the bathroom with me :/

Honestly, I don't know what happened, like yeah, I've gotten anxiety attacks before, but nothing like this. Usually I'm pretty good about putting a stopper on things like that before they get to me. But for some reason, I worked myself up into such a tizzy that it made me sick. I feel like a five year old :/

I don't know where this anxiety is coming from though. I think it started last night, when right before I tried going to sleep. I thought one thought, and then it turned into another thought, and another, and another, until my mind was going a mile a minute.
Luckily Derick called to say goodnight. And so he got to get an earful of me ranting, and crying, and raving like I was going nuts. Poor guy, all he wanted to do was say goodnight :(

Things started looking up after my little "incident" though. I think I did really well on my history test.
At least I feel like I did well
I hope that I did well...

Then I went off to my last day of Design and had my Woody Allens critiqued. As a class we decided that Mr. Complimentary Allen looked more like a Complimentary Bill Nye the science guy. And we decided that I should do a series of guys that just look like my Woody Allens.
For instance:
Orville Redenbacher (popcorn guy)
And Where's Waldo




So then I just came home and passed out the moment I did :/ and after I publish this, I think I'll probably just pass out again.
Tomorrow is the first day of my summer so tonight, I think I'm probably just going to catch up on all of the sleeping that I didn't do this semester ;)
I hope you guys will do the same :D

P.S. Whenever I'm working on a new post, all it does is give me html and not actual images. Working with html makes me nervous so if anyone can tell me how to change it back, I'd love you forever!

American in Paris...

So about writing an entry a day, everyday until my birthday... I guess I lied :/
Really, I just didn't have anything to talk about.
That, and I wanted to finish my Woody Allens first so that I could have a show and tell

For those who I haven't complained to, my Woody Allens are two low reliefs made out of matteboard, cut and painted to look like Woody Allen. They're for my final project in design and they have been the bane of my existence for the past two weeks...mainly because I'm lazy. Well, I finally finished both of them tonight, and even though it's not my best work, I'm just glad to say they're done.
I'd like to introduce you all to Misters Monochromatic Allen and Complimentary Allen:



The one on the left is made with complimentary colors: Yellow and purple, red and green, orange and blue, etc
The one on the right is monochromatic, even though it doesn't look like it. The base color was what the tube of paint called "Flesh" but I think the person whose flesh it was supposed to match was George Hamilton's because it came out waaaay too orange.



Ba doom chhh. Get it? Eh? Eh? :D

Anyway, everything else is going pretty okay. Well, kind of, not really. I still don't have a job, and I still don't really talk to anyone. And I failed that stupid art history class. Which is really embarrassing, because who fails an art history class? But the cool thing is that I get to retake it in the summer with the badass Dr. Schultz who I had last semester, and who I was pretty teacher's pet-ish with. She's so much fun, and I'm positive that I'll pass the class with at least a high B if she's my professor.
But until then, I'm stuck feeling guilty about my failed class until summer 2 rolls around.

I decided to take summer 2 instead of both summer 1 and 2 because I was supposed to be going on vacation in June. I mean, I still kind of am, but it's only for a weekend to Tucson. The original plan was that my family and my guy were going to go to Tucson to say hi to my aunt and her boyfriend and his kiddos for a few days. Then Derick and I would take off somewhere grand and exciting, and have loads of fun, and make memories and whatever. But of course, that fell though so now it's just me, my family, and some more southwestern desert :/ Don't get me wrong, I love my family and the southwestern desert, but I would've loved escaping to somewhere new with the mister.

On the bright side, I bought a new dress. It's from ModCloth which is a bit ambitious for someone who is currently unemployed, but whatever, I thought it was cute, AND I get to wear it to my friends "wedding" where the bridesmaids have to wear red. (I'm a bridesmaid.)


By the way, is it just me, or is everyone either getting engaged, married, or pregnant? Like it's crazy how many people I'm seeing who are putting up sonograms as their profile pictures. Not that it's a bad thing at all. It's just amazing to me that everyone is moving forward with their lives. And it kind of stings too, because I'm sitting here jobless and frustrated and all of these really good things are happening to everyone around me. Oh well, maybe I just have to wait for my good stuff to happen, right?

Well, I guess I'll write a bit more tomorrow :)
I mean it this time
Wish me luck on my History final and my Design critique!
And I'll wish you luck on whatever it is that you need luck for :)

P.S. Thinking about getting a job at Victoria's Secret. Thoughts?