I'm a twenty year old free spirit who's trying to keep a track of her life just to observe what kind of a person I am. I'm vulgar from time to time, But really isn't everyone? My frustration level is always close to boiling point, and my patience, well, let's just say, I do need to keep that in check. I'm a girl with Hawaiian hips and Japanese humor. So, ladies and gentlemen, bear with me and do attempt to enjoy my nonsense-d key bashing that I call a blog.
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//6/30/10 10:45 PM
Good news, and looong week of work.
I moved here to Northern California last year in order to attend a certain art school. This particular art school, took advantage of me and totally screwed me over. I didn't have a dorm to stay in, because they kicked me out so I moved in with my lovely girlfriend and her dad. We stayed there for a couple of months, until we got an apartment of our own. Spiral staircase and a loft included!
Since then, my parents and I have been having a little bit of a rough patch, because they originally wanted me to come back home. Of course, I defied their wishes and stayed here, because really, I didn't want to leave. I was completely happy, and I still am. They let me stay with a promise that I would be very productive of the time I have and find a new school to go to. Of course, I found a wonderful job in the time being that I have a lot of fun in, and on my spare time, I've been looking for a new school to go to that offered an Art History major. After searching for months online, I finally found a great school that offers everything that I want that is only a forty five minute to an hour commute. Back earlier in the year, I scheduled a meeting with my guidance counselor to talk about my opportunities and my necessary credentials to apply for the school. I had to submit my application with an essay, contact my previous college in Japan in order to have my transcripts sent over (which for four transcripts cost me about $16), Contact my professor to have a recommendation letter written to be sent to the new school AND I had to get my transcript evaluated, which turned out great, because I learned that I had an equivalent to 3.8 GPA. So much to do in so little time. A lot of panicking happened. One trip all the way down to Marin happened. Hyperventilation took its place as a routine. A lot of doubt and worry that I didn't get it.
But after all of the Applications, panic attacks, and international mailing, A month and a couple of days later, I finally got fully accepted into this wonderful school as of yesterday! And to make the icing and strawberries on top of the cake, today, I received a call from my counselor, where he gives me the great news that I got a $10,000 scholarship! How amazing is that?
Of course, I had to wait to call my mother, since she's visiting Japan and our time differences are just WAY out of whack, so I did so on my second break, and was she completely thrilled or what? She kept repeating "Thank God you didn't turn out like me" and "Thank God you're good at school". I wasn't sure how to word it to my grandfather, so my mother, I'm sure told him all about it after we got off of the phone, and I'm very sure he's quite enthusiastic about the fact. It will save him a lot of money, but he is quite the supportive grandfather, and I couldn't have asked for anyone better to be just that.
Now the day would've been complete if I hadn't had to go back to work after that magical one hour lunch. But, I can't have everything that I want in life just happen, due to the face that the universe DOESN'T revolve around me - no matter how much it seems that way. I did have to return unfortunately, since I was the closing shift, they needed me, and of course, Lily ALWAYS comes to the rescue (Here I go with the ego thing again). The closing shift wasn't too bad today, and we both got to leave around a half an hour after locking our doors.
Though, because during the day, we weren't TOO busy, I had a lot of time to think. Letting everything that happened during lunch sink in. I was also contemplating over the fact that I work forty hours this week. I also came realize then that I work every day since yesterday until next Wednesday! That is nine days straight of work! Wow, what a busy week. Slightly bummed out that I don't have much time to spend with my lovely girlfriend, but at the same time relieved that I'm going to have enough money to do my cosplay AND buy my purse.
But then, in the end what makes my day and my life better is the wonderful support system I have waiting at home for me: Duckie, the love of my life
And our baby, Moose
Duckie and I have been together for four years. And What a rocky four years has it been, but I swear to God, we can make it through everything. And my baby Moose. She's started to do this thing where she comes up to the door when she sees us come home. Like Today, when pulling up into our parking spot, I look up to see Moose, sitting on the spiral staircase, peeking out of the window to make sure we're home. Then we see her trudge down the stairs, and we come up to open the door to see her waiting for us. Yes, she is a fat cat - about 13lbs. Seven years old, and spoiled to death. I live for days like these. Things are beginning to look great!
I hope whoever is reading my blog had a great week!