The other day I was walking out to lunch, eating some popcorn, when this guy behind me says something along the lines of “did you know they say popcorn is healthy?” But I wasn’t 100% sure he had said “healthy” or “unhealthy” so I just replied with a “I just know it tastes good, hahaha”. He went on about how I was smart, blah blah, and they should put me on Wisdom magazine (obviously a made-up mag, but I thought of Nynaeve just the same), and I just wanted the convo to end, so I said “Have a nice day! ” His response was “You too, baby girl” and I was like “wtf?” I ran into him again on the way to my car, and I’m just like jeez….

My WOT reread is finally moving along. And *gasp* I am enjoying myself! I am finding myself getting all caught up in the action and drama and whatnot. It’s just such a fun series-for now-it won’t be too much fun once I get past book five. I’m just sad because there is no one reading along with me so I can’t be all “let us discuss chapter two, now”. But guess what, bitches? That is going to change in the next books, so get your asses in gear! Yeah, I’m looking at you, Red. And I might even force Nik to listen along if he gets me a crappy Xmas gift, because than I’ll feel evil. Unless my gift to him sucks, then I’ll make him listen along just out of spite.

Also, I am now using a key chain that says “Niklas”.

And now of course the serious stuff. Yes, my grandmother passed away on Sunday. She was not ill or sick, which is why my uncle and mother now want to see a lawyer. It was not a stroke. I was the last family member to see her alive. I was really upset at the time, but now I think I’m just in shock. I’m numb to the point where I have to remind myself she is in fact dead.

I did think of calling a few of you that day, or night rather. After we called 911 I thought of calling Kate for some reason I can’t recall. Then after being told she passed I thought of updating Niklas since I had told him she was being taken to the hospital. By the time I thought of calling Laura I was not in the right state of mind. It’s a good thing I didn’t call anyone, however, since I couldn’t talk and I hate people hearing me cry. Crying is such an awkward thing.

I was going to try and explain what happened that night, but I guess I’m not as ready as I thought.

I’ve been feeling almost productive the last couple of days. Well, the feeling has gone down a bit, but for awhile it was damn good. There’s something to be said about getting things done. Like..packing! I should probably do that within the next couple of hours. My father is picking me up to go home for Thanksgiving. Oh…the yams! The wonderful, wonderful, yams. Not to mention family. I’ll be with my mom for Thanksgiving dinner, but hopefully I’ll get a chance to see some of my dad’s relatives too.

Bobbing for cherries! *shakes head* That comment still has me in shock.

I ordered my kitty hat and I should have it in time for Christmas. I will of course take a picture or two.

Well, birdies, I’m off to bathe, clean, and pack. To my fellow American, Red, have a happy Turkey Day! To all you others out there…uh…I’ll eat apple pie with ice cream in your honor.

There’s something wrong with my main layout. It looks fine on the school computers, Niklas’ computer, I’m assuming Jan’s since she didn’t say it didn’t, but on my laptop it looks horrid! This has made me semi-very upset.

The thing that is really pissing me off (outside of being considered fluffy!) is my missing microphone. I looked in both boxes, luggage, desk, thingie thing, and no mic. I’m hoping it’s at my father’s and not in the dump.

OK. That was a rant I made like, a week ago. I still agree with it, mind you, but I don’t care as much anymore. More important things like, food. I need to do my dishes so I can have some apple jacks. I hate dorm life! I like having a house with a kitchen right there when you need it. I have stolen plastic bowls from my roomie when I was too lazy to get dressed. *not ashamed*

This past weekend I went to my aunt’s wedding reception. Not much to say about that really. Jennifer got drunk and danced the night away; I was stressed out about work; dad didn’t understand why Mom didn’t want to come. Normal family affair. I think it’s safe to say CC is my fave cousin on my dad’s side. You just have to meet her to understand. Of course, she’s also my dad’s favorite, so it’s possible he just passed it down to me.

I walked seven miles to Target on Thrusday to get Knife of Dreams. It was worth it! So, I guess I’ll share my thoughts:

Siuan: I don’t really like her anymore, and haven’t for some time. She’s acting childish, which is something I dislike.

Thom: Well…I like Thom now. Just a little.

Aes Sedai in general: Acting like fools, and I can see why some fans dislike them as much as they do. The pillow friendship was a bit overkill, RJ.

Tarna: Likes boys?!

That’s about all I feel like writing. Other than I hope Min DIES.

Oh, and I bought Nightlife. Let the Sims drama begin!

I downloaded fireFTP and HATED it. I like the interface, but the transfer speed was just far too slow. Why do I need this program you ask? Well because I don’t have any FTP programs installed on my new laptop, and I needed to update WordPress to 1.5.2. Ah yes, my new laptop. It’s a Toshiba Satellite and I loves it. It’s taken awhile to get used to the different keyboard layout (there’s only one Ctrl key, and the Windows key is in the top right instead of the bottom left).

Dropping that tangent, I spent a good part of yesterday working on MW new guestbook for the new layout that is not done yet so don’t ask! I finally got the guestbook working, although not quite how I originally wanted. It looks best on 1028+, but ok on 800. If anyone uses a smaller resolution, they’ll just have to deal. So, basically the only thing left is to make the banners for the site, forum, guestbook. As soon as I get ahold of the art I’ll get on that ASAP.

Finally, there was a minor scare over Niklas’ site. We wanted posts to appear in word bubbles and quickly realized neither of us knew how to do that. For now the posts will appear in bubbles sans the little pointy part that points to the user’s avatar.

In more random news, I’ve finally began season two of camwalt. The first episode is going to take awhile because of timeline issues. I’ve noticed the series is getting a tad more serious, and I’m nost sure I like that. For some reason whenever I think of camwalt I think of Kate who is IGNORING me, but I’m not mad. It might have to do with me still having to make her a CD. I’m almost done with it, Kate, really I am.

I had a blast with ice cream last Wednesday night. Bunch of people (mostly girls) and I went to Penguins. Tonight I’m going to see Mr. & Mrs. Smith again. I don’t know what time I’m going just yet. I’m hoping for the 7 o’clock show to avoid the date crowd. I’ll have to see when Ngoc Bich wants to go. *rambles*

For the most part things are going rather well, and Marie Girlie is rather pleased.

I took a shower at 2 AM this morning. I was planning on 1 but that didn’t work out. Then I was up until 3:30+ talking with Jen Pen, Niklas, and finishing up Whitty’s new blog. I feel rested, maybe not well rested, but rested nonetheless.

OK, well, I’m going to wait to talk with Laura, but then it’s back to cleaning/packing.

Well, I read this and must say, I can relate. I have no words of encourgement, because I’ve yet to find any myself. Right up until college the only thing that made me special were my grades. Friends? Ha. I’ve had some real good ones, I’ll admit, but I honestly have no social life to speak of. I have a bit of an online life, mostly due to MW, but that seems to cause more drama then anything.

I’m ending my 2nd year of college, and have yet to make a single friend here. And yet, I don’t really feel bad about that. I’m not in the mood to have shallow relationships. All my friends are long distance; the closest one being two hours away.

The only words I can find that make it seem not so sad and harsh are: c’est la vie.