Mondays, Blankets, Gaming

Determined to finish FFXV. So close. So many damned side quests.

But I love this blanket. Mine mine. All mine.


Just Coloring

Avoiding messages. Waking up to random texts.

My shoes are here, and they fit perfectly.

Just missing a sweater. The slip I needed for a dress fits too- and it a little big. My tights should fit too.

And coloring.

I’m tired, and I haven’t really had a meal today. (Fuck me, right? But my appetite is gone.)

Ah well. Tomorrow will perhaps be more productive. (Besides groceries for Thanksgiving.)

Just coloring away. (I just want a coloring book- I’m not graded on that.)

Oh, Good

Well homework didn’t happen today. So I’m skipping my evening class tomorrow.

I did buy food. Snack-like and such. To keep me going through the rest of the semester.

And I did some cleaning. I have a dorm check tomorrow (out of nowhere they sprung it on us they have to happen, so I signed up for tomorrow evening.)

Good news is, one of the internships I’m after is still open. (Thank whatever deity of your choosing.)

I still have time.

Rehash, Redo

And no sleep. Two hours counts not.

But let me backtrack. I have to redo theĀ entire presentation. In one day.

It’s a damn good thing when people like me and lend a massive hand.

I can get it done. I’m just beyond exhausted.

On top of cracking internally, emotionally. At least my presentation is first. And then I’ll be done.

I need to start working out again.

I’m skipping class tomorrow evening. I know I won’t be able to handle it.

It’s ridiculous how much is going on right now. 40 days until commencement, though!

A silver lining somewhere always shows itself.

A Day of Meetings

All. Day. Long.

It was exhausting. However three more scenes of mine have been relined, and most of my paperwork for applying for one internship is complete.

Still have a lesson to put together.

But I believe the lack of diversity among USA politics right now can cover diversity itself. We’re in an era where the few are represented on the grand scale. I believe it’s a topic worth talking about; making claims for neither party, but understanding the whole of the situation we millennials are left to take on while the aged continue to wreak havoc and divide us.

Perhaps I’m reaching.

But everyone I’ve talked to have agreed the topic has merit, and it matches one instructor’s look at a lack of diversity and the struggle a specific group faces.

Try we the people. We the young people. We of the generation breaking gender roles and expectations of careers, borders, and boundaries.

We are the next voice and seat. All the damage done falls to us, as they continue dividing us. Not all have succumbed, and I hope to see that the majority do not.

(Also still don’t have my voter registration card. Sigh.)